Chapter 165: Curse and Restriction

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Just listen to her whisper: "I was originally a locust tree on this mountain. I listened to the monks in the temple chanting sutras day and night and gained wisdom, and then I turned into a demon.

Later, under the care of the monks in the temple, I gradually understood some principles of life.

It's just that I was born at the wrong time. Not long after I became enlightened, I encountered a great change in the world, and a big hole opened in the mountain.

Suddenly, the evil spirit soared into the sky, and countless resentful ghosts erupted from it.

In order to cope with the sudden change, the monks in the temple almost all died.

Although the hole was blocked afterwards, there were still some omissions.

The fierce ghosts and evil spirits that came out from time to time disturbed the surrounding area.

Even so, it doesn't matter to me. The monks in the temple have done enough.

I never thought that those monks would directly use their bodies to fill the passage.

Fear, fear, helplessness, reluctance...

All kinds of lust, fear, and desires are written on his face, but there is no trace of regret.

They were all so unyielding that they allowed themselves to be burned by the blazing fire and just recited the Amitabha Buddha of Lao Shi Zi.

Generation after generation, they used their own bones to build a pagoda.

It wasn't until the inheritance in the temple was cut off that the cave was completely sealed.

At that time, my mind was weak and I couldn't bear such an impact.

In addition, when the sky changed, a drop of Yaksha blood accidentally fell on me.

Affected by Yaksha's evil thoughts, he will directly fall into the devil's path.

He only wanted to achieve great magic power and take his body away from here completely. For this reason, he even did not hesitate to suck (prevent) essence and blood to refine his own magic power.

Later, I saw that the essence and blood of some men who were obsessed with lust (prevention) and financial gain could arouse the essence and blood of Yaksha.

Only some female ghosts were left behind to seduce weak-minded men for me to refine their essence and blood.

These days, in this netherworld passage, I often think of the appearance of those monks before they died.

At first I thought it was inner demons.

Now that I think about it, what impressed me most was not the fear of being powerless when the sky changes, but the monk's face before he died.

They have always haunted me and are still fresh in my memory.

But on the other hand, this may not be my inner demon.

The inner demon that follows me to this day. "

Having said this, the tree demon lowered his head and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Then he suddenly raised his head, looked at him, and roared at the top of his lungs.

"I envy them for sacrificing their lives to defend the law and their determination to have no regrets, but..."

His face was ferocious, his eyes were wide open, and the red light in his eyes was flickering. He was breathing heavily, and his mind was fluctuating violently.

Then he smiled sadly, his expression a little confused and a little crazy.

“But, I can’t do it!

I'm afraid of death! After being ignorant for hundreds of years, I finally gained enlightenment in one day.

I'm afraid of losing it all and going back to that confused state again.

That state of being struck by lightning, burned by fire, eaten by insects and eaten by ants, and even being hacked with swords and axes without feeling anything.

I don't want to be like that again, so I desperately increase my magic power and want to control my freedom.

Therefore, I will do whatever it takes, and I won’t hesitate to devour souls.

but……"

When he said this, he paused suddenly, looked stunned, and then lowered his head and said as if sighing.

"But I really envy them for being able to face death so calmly, and I...

But it really can't be done.

Those monks taught me how to survive and live, but they did not have time to teach me how to face death calmly.

Like them...same..."

By the end it was unheard of.

"Alas~"

Ling Qing had been listening quietly, but now seeing her like this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It is the nature of living beings to fear death and seek survival, and there is no need for this.

Those great monks are able to look down upon death because they firmly believe in it.

Death is not the end for them, but the beginning of bliss and liberation.

The reason why you have been struggling with this is because you have not found your own way in your heart.

That's why I feel anxious and uneasy. "

Lingqing felt sad seeing her like this.

It's not that I agree with what she did, but isn't the purpose of cultivating immortality and seeking Taoism to be able to live a long life and be at ease?

Now there is not much difference between me and her, we are just a man who is afraid of death and wants to survive in this world.

Ling Qing waved his hand and hit the whisk, and then there was a sound of chains ringing.

The seventy-two demonic chains that were originally tied to her body suddenly changed and were untied, turning into decorations and hanging on the red robe.

The dryad staggered, stood up, and moved its arms and legs.

Seeing the fierce light flashing in Ling Qing's eyes, he seemed eager to try.

But she finally slowly closed her eyes and stayed stunned for a while before opening them again.

He stood there with calm eyes, waiting for his next move.

Lingqing could see her changes clearly, but he was not worried.

It seemed that he had broken the bonds of the tree demon and set her free, but the demon's chains were still on her body.

If she has bad intentions and gets angry, this chain can directly trap her again in an instant.

Seeing her like this, Lingqing bowed and sat in front of the altar.

When he thought of it, the tree trunks under him had already arched up a high platform, and there was a futon wrapped with branches and leaves on the platform for him to sit on.

There is also a low platform on one side in front of him, and there is also a futon on it.

Ling Qing stretched out his hand, pointed it there, and said to the tree demon.

"Come and sit."

The dryad remained silent, silently walked to the stage, sat down, and gave him a slight salute.

Seeing this, Ling Qing nodded in return and continued.

"Since you are seeking to live, I will assume that you have fulfilled your original promise and are willing to protect the Dharma in my meditation and protect my safety."

The dryad paused, then saw Ling Qing looking at her, bowed his head and said.

"It all depends on the arrangement of the Taoist priest."

"Well."

When Ling Qing saw her answer, he flicked the whisk in his hand.

"Now that you have developed a kind heart, you should treasure it and don't let it sink again.

In the future, poor Taoists can be like Xiaoqian and others and teach you the method of purifying karma with nectar.

Entrust your own sinful karma to protect you from the intrusion of sinful karma.

During the period of washing your karma and purifying your body, you can listen to and read more Taoist scriptures on weekdays and find some truths from them on your own.

In the future, when your meritorious deeds are completed, you can walk around in the mortal world, doing good deeds, accumulating virtue, and cultivating a kind heart.

While going through all kinds of life situations, find your own way. "

The tree demon looked at him blankly for a while, as if he saw the shadow of those great monks in him, but it was different after all.

But she couldn't explain the difference.

She just felt that such a look made her very envious, and she was not as ashamed and self-deprecating as when she faced the monk.

After a long time, he bowed and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master, for your mercy!"

"It doesn't have to be like this, just get up."

Lingqing waved her whisk to lift her up, then stood up and said.

"Let's follow Pindao."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the Dikuixing tree cave and walked towards the evil sea.

The tree demon followed him obediently and saw him walking directly to the evil sea.

And when walking, it felt like walking on flat ground, and I couldn't help but be stunned.

She lowered her head again and looked at the sea of ​​evil spirits beneath her that seemed calm but was actually extremely ferocious.

During the period of being trapped, in addition to being drained of his own mana by the formation every day to resist the power that burst out from the Nether Passage from time to time, he also had to endure the pain of evil spirits eating away his soul at all times.

She naturally knew how dangerous this evil spirit was, but she just looked at Ling Qing, who had already walked far away without looking back.

My heart skipped a beat and I took a step forward.