The crooked poem says: "
The world is upside down and indescribable, and people's hearts are turned upside down in countless ways.
There is no good or evil in Xuanqing's ever-lasting hatred, and all the troubles can be resolved easily. "
The great powers gathered together to create a vision. All the sect masters of the seven lines of human immortality are here, but it is to reach a deal with the three sects of the demon clan.
However, Yuan Ji, the leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Alliance, is not a weak person and will not compromise.
The leader of the Lengyue Demon Sect lives up to his name and always does things his own way. Hearing Gu Yuan's words, he snorted coldly: "No one has ever been able to threaten me, not even you Gu Yuan!"
Tianyu Sect Chiwu calls himself the Divine Light Emperor, and he also means that he is the only one who is supreme. He said coldly: "Everyone in the human race deserves to die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw countless strong men above the Celestial Realm appearing among the Monster Clan. In terms of those with advanced levels of cultivation, the Monster Clan was far above the Human Race.
The expressions of Gu Yuan and others changed slightly. They were not here to fight against the demon clan. If they didn't make a move, the gains would outweigh the losses.
At this time, four more people came from the horizon. One person was shaking a feather fan, and it was Yin Mengsong, the president of Yixian Academy; one person was sitting in a chariot with white beard and hair, and it was Kong Xianzhen, a descendant of Confucius from the Holy Academy; one person was wearing a Confucian scholar's belt , it was Jixia Academy offering sacrifices to Sakata Wuji; one person was dressed in red, very beautiful, and it was Suga Hongye, the headmaster of Hongxiu Academy.
The dean of the Fourth Confucian Academy also arrived at this moment!
Kong Xianzhen said with a smile: "Everyone, the human race and the demon race are of the same spirit. Now that we are facing a formidable enemy, we should consider peace as the most important thing and don't start any disputes."
Qingpeng Demon King Qinghui was also there. He held the five-color Divine Light Halberd, a heaven-level Taoist weapon, and his combat power was comparable to that of the Great Demon of the Mingwei Realm. He stepped forward and coldly snorted: "You, the human race, want to take advantage of the situation, but can't we, the demon race, be slaughtered by others? "
Tian Wuji was an elegant and solemn scholar. He said: "The way of a saint is to believe in words first. I will never break my promise, let alone rob this tomb of the Demon Saint."
As soon as these words came out, the sect master of the Seven Lineages of Immortal Dao looked slightly moved, and Gu Yuan said: "Fellow Daoist Tian is a humble gentleman, and naturally he doesn't care about worldly things. But at this moment, the monks of our two races are gathered together. If we, the human race, give up this tomb, Daozang, I’m afraid that everyone will not be convinced, and it will be difficult for them to volunteer to help defend the Great Wall!"
"Without you humans, my demon clan wouldn't have let one person or one demon cross the Great Wall, so you don't need to worry!"
Yuan Ji danced his fists, causing the void to tremble, as if he was going to fight Gu Yuan and others in the next second.
Everyone was in a stalemate for a while, and Suga Hongye asked Yin Mengsong: "Now that things have happened, do you still want to stay out of it?"
Yin Mengsong sighed: "How can I get involved if I have nothing to do with myself?"
Du Shou said: "There are three human religions, why are only two here? Where is Buddhism?"
"Amitabha!"
Golden light came from the far sky, Sanskrit sounds filled the sky, and among the auspicious clouds, monk Huiming of Liudao Buddhist Hall, monk Qingxu of Qingjing Temple, and monk Guanye of Daleiyin Temple arrived through the air.
That monk Guanye is also the junior disciple of the first Venerable Guiye of Leiyin Temple. He is wearing khaki monk's robes, slightly fat and smiling, and he is exactly the image of joy.
Monk Guanye smiled and said, "Don't make any serious comments. Everything arises from causes and conditions, and it must be attributed to fate. This Bai Ling Demon Sage has an indissoluble bond with my Buddhist sect. It is up to my Buddhist sect to reveal this matter to you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a candle lamp appeared in Monk Guanye's hand. There was no oil in the lamp plate, and it had not been lit at this moment.
"There is a reason for everything before and after this life. How can I move my mind to Zen? If I clear my mind a little and clear the lamp, we will meet again today."
Following Monk Guanye's words, the candle in his hand was suddenly lit, emitting a faint Buddha light.
"Jin Chanzi, why don't you come?"
Monk Guanye's words seemed to spread throughout the country. The golden cicada who was opening the altar at the foot of the mountain to preach suddenly heard the call and got up and rushed to the Tomb of the Demon Saint.
"Master, wait for us!"
Zhu Gang took the horse and hurriedly chased after him. Sha Luo asked Sun Hou'er, "Elder brother, where are you going in a hurry?"
Sun Hou'er chuckled and said, "Don't worry, it looks like there is a lot of fun to watch!"
When Jin Chanzi rushed to Monk Guanye,
, the eyes of many human and demon monks fell on him. After all, no one knew what the monk was going to do.
Monk Guanye didn't say much. He stretched out his hand in front of the candlelight, and then a ray of fire was introduced into Jin Chanzi's sea of consciousness.
In an instant, a sense of past and present life suddenly exploded in Jin Chanzi's sea of consciousness, seeming to form a long story:...
In an unknown temple, Jin Chanzi closed his eyes and chanted sutras in front of the Buddha as usual. Little did he know that a little golden-nosed mouse was watching him silently under the table.
In fact, Jin Chanzi had discovered her a long time ago, but he ignored her because she was quite spiritual. He also hoped that she could understand something in Buddhism.
After reciting the sutra, Jin Chanzi added oil to the ever-burning lamp in front of the Buddha as usual, because the master said that this lamp was the key to his becoming a Buddha, and he must ensure that the lamp would not go out.
While refueling, Jin Chanzi remembered that there was something in today's Buddhist scriptures that he didn't quite understand, and thought about finding his master to explain it tomorrow.
With just this distraction, some lights scattered on the ground. The little mouse under the desk quickly ran out and added all the oil.
This lamp oil is not a mortal thing. After eating the lamp oil, the little mouse immediately felt an invisible force accumulating in her body. She hurriedly stopped and did not dare to move.
When Jin Chanzi saw it, he sighed helplessly: "Everything is cause and effect. It seems that the two of us are destined, so I will help you!"
As she spoke, Jin Chanzi stretched out her hand, and a force of energy surrounded the little mouse, helping her resolve the power of the lamp oil.
"Amitabha, this should be all right."
Jin Chanzi sent the little mouse back under the desk, ensuring that no one else would find it, then stood up and left.
The little mouse slept for three days before waking up. During this period, Jin Chanzi also saw her and was relieved to see that she was fine.
"I have reached the Lingxu realm!"
The little mouse was astonished. Just a few days ago, she was just a little demon in the Qingyou Realm, and now she has become a demon soldier in the Lingxu Realm. It seems that the power in her body has not been used up yet. As long as she refines the remaining lamp oil, She can definitely reach the Ying Chong realm.
"It seems that I need to find a place to retreat for a while."
So, the little mouse left. When Jin Chanzi came to chant sutras at night, she was missing, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in her heart.
About a year later, when Jin Chanzi was chanting sutras at night, she suddenly discovered the little mouse again. She was already a demon general in the Yingchong realm.
The little mouse was still listening to Jin Chanzi chanting sutras, but this time, she understood many of the meanings in the sutras.
After reciting the sutra, Jin Chanzi refueled the lamp as usual. There was a desire in the little mouse's eyes, but Jin Chanzi said to him: "Last time it was an unintentional act of mine, but it was your fate. It was just a practice. You must work steadily and don't rush forward in a hurry. If you blindly rely on external things, you will only attract karma and the road will be bumpy."
The little mouse said: "Little monk, you are scaring me, but I am not afraid! We, the mouse clan, are bullied by others because we are too weak. As long as I become stronger than others, no one will dare to bully me anymore." !」
Jin Chanzi smiled without saying a word and walked away. Before leaving the house, he asked: "Will you come again tomorrow to listen to my chanting?"
The little mouse nodded and agreed without thinking: "Of course!"
After receiving the answer, Jin Chanzi felt a hint of joy in her heart and opened the door to leave.
The little mouse looked at the Buddhist lamp on the table and did not drink the lamp oil secretly after all.
But from that day on, the little mouse would listen to Jin Chanzi chanting sutras at the table every day. After listening, she would also ask about the meaning of these sutras, and Jin Chanzi would answer them one by one.
The two got acquainted, and the little mouse had no name. Jin Chanzi saw that he was white and spiritual, so he gave her the name Bai Ling.
Bai Ling practiced in a Buddhist temple. Under Jin Chanzi's teachings, she had a deep understanding of Buddhism, but some of the disciples in the temple were not as good as her.
But the good times didn't last long. That night, Bai Ling said to Jin Chanzi: "I have something to deal with. It may take a long time to come back."
Jin Chanzi didn't keep her. In his opinion, it was impossible for fate to come together and separate.
Forcibly, he just told her not to be competitive.
Decades have passed since Bai Ling left, and Jin Chanzi still chants sutras every day. However, after entering the Buddhist hall, he will immediately go to see if Bai Ling is there under the table, which will make him feel a little lonely in his heart.
On this day, Jin Chanzi came to the Buddhist hall as usual and saw Bai Ling again. It's just that Bai Ling was seriously injured at this moment, almost irreparably.
"Little monk, I'm afraid I won't survive, so I came to see you for the last time."
"What happened to you?"
"Hey, a group of bandits bullied my tribe. I beat them away. I didn't kill them because you said there is no end to the suffering. I gave them a chance to change their ways. Later they found helpers and I beat them. But that man had no choice but to send the clan members away. I'm afraid my injury can't be cured, and the only thing I want to do is to come and say goodbye to you. Although fate can be broken up soon, I still want to reach out and grab it, maybe I can catch it!" ap.
Bai Ling smiled. At this moment, she had transformed into a human form. Her appearance was so beautiful that it would be hard for a mortal to be tempted.
Jin Chanzi watched her smile gradually disappear and her body turned back into a golden-nosed white-haired rat. Suddenly, there was a pain in her heart. This was a pain he had never felt before.
A stone fell into the calm pool, and the ripples caused Jin Chanzi to hurriedly pick up Bai Ling and put it on the table.
"I want to save you!"
Just a thought flashed through his mind, and Jin Chanzi's eyes fell on the Buddhist lamp. He extinguished the light without hesitation and put Bai Ling into the lamp oil.
Dots of Buddha's light began to shine, integrating into Bai Ling's body like a shooting star, completely healing her injuries, and her cultivation level also broke through from the Ying Chong realm to the Immortal realm!
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a thunderstorm was brewing, alarming all the monks in the temple.
In the Buddhist hall, Bai Ling's body had completely absorbed all the lamp oil. While his cultivation was rising, the Buddha's light actually dispersed the thunderclouds in the sky, and the sky became clear again.
Seeing that Bai Ling had turned the corner, Jin Chanzi couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Bai Ling!"
When Bai Ling woke up, he found that not only was he not dead, but his cultivation had greatly increased. He asked Jin Chanzi how he did it.
But before he could answer, Jin Chanzi felt that the senior elders in the temple were approaching. He hurriedly said: "Bai Ling, leave quickly. No monsters are allowed in the temple. If they are caught by my master and the others, they will definitely not Let you go."
Bai Ling didn't think too much and turned around to leave.
Immediately after the door of the Buddhist hall opened, the elders walked in and saw that Jin Chanzi was the only one, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But immediately after, an elder pointed tremblingly at the extinguished Buddhist lamp and said: "Lamp... lamp..."
Only then did all the elders notice that the Buddha lamp was extinguished. They all looked panicked and anxious. They looked at the presiding elder in the middle.
The presiding elder glanced at Jin Chanzi, closed his eyes and clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, everything is destined, we can't force it!"
"Amitabha!"
