Xu Yue never expected that while wandering around in the confusion of Yidi Mountain, he would encounter a giant from the Immortal Realm.
No, to be precise, he has the strength and foundation of a giant in the Immortal Realm, but never admits that he is a giant.
Tianzhou, Incense Temple.
This temple is so large that its disciples are all over the world, all symbolized by the monk in yellow.
On the mortal paths, in ancient ponds in fairy mountains, and even on the side of restricted areas, you can see the figures of monks in yellow clothes running around, lighting incense, helping people to save the souls of the dead, and to drive away evil spirits.
They may not be considered a sect, because as long as you convert to Buddhism and your heart is dedicated to this sect, you can call yourself a monk of Xianghuo Temple.
But no matter what, the real core strength of this temple must still be in the magnificent and magnificent temple at the foot of Tianzhou Thirty-Third Mountain.
"What the donor said is wrong. The Buddha's Dharma is boundless and can save all peoples. Although this place is Mount Yi, it is also within the Buddha's land. I believe Mount Emperor will understand what I did."
After the words fell, the sound of wooden fish also stopped, and wisps of green smoke slowly filled the air from the courtyard door. Finally, an old figure in yellow appeared at the door.
As soon as he saw this old monk, the red hair all over the Xuanhuo Horse exploded, its body trembled slightly, and its strong hoofs almost collapsed and broke.
So strong.
Xuanhuoma was considered someone who had met the helmsman Si Xuan and even withstood Duan Mutian's attack.
But the old monk in front of him was actually stronger than these two people, and much stronger!
The only one who had given it the same feeling was the cynical old turtle.
Xu Yue looked solemn and protected the Xuanhuo Horse behind him. He looked at the old monk walking slowly and said expressionlessly: "You mean, you want to save me?"
"Exactly."
The old monk's eyes were almost covered by his white eyebrows. At this time, he was walking with a peach wood staff and said in his mouth: "When I first met the donor, I just felt that you are a person burdened with many obsessions. Those who cannot let go will know that if they take a closer look, behind you, the donor, there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, bleeding and floating."
The old monk walked very slowly, but every step was down-to-earth and extremely heavy, as if he had stepped across worlds.
"Therefore, I must save you here today, and take refuge in our sect from now on, so that there will be less suffering in the world."
After the words fell, the sound of wooden fish sounded again. Xu Yue only felt that he was surrounded by green smoke, as if he was in an ancient temple, closed in by layers of courtyard doors, and could no longer get out.
"Save me?"
Xu Yue was solemn, and in the blink of an eye he condensed the Flying Thunder God technique in his hand. While preparing to run away, he faced the old monk head-on.
"Ding! It is detected that the age difference with the current enemy is about 8 times. The host's cultivation level has been increased by 8 realms. The current cultivation level is: late stage of Tribulation Realm!"
"You can't save it!"
Boom!
Pangu's heart jumped suddenly, the surrounding environment collapsed, and all the wood fish and green smoke were blown away. It was still the ancient forest, the creek, and the temple.
"Amitabha, I was wrong."
In front of him, the old monk stood with one hand in front of his chest and bowed slightly.
"Can I go now?"
Xu Yue looked down at the monk, his words full of indifference.
"The donor's merits are part of nature and cannot be forcibly saved. However, I have absolutely no ill intentions. I hope the donor will forgive me." The old monk stood up with a sincere smile on his face.
Xu Yue stared at the other party's bark-like face and sneered: "Of course I know you don't mean any harm. It's just that you people from Xianghuo Temple act based on your own whims and don't care about the feelings of others, which makes me very unhappy."
Xu Yue turned his hand and unleashed the powerful spiritual power of the Tribulation Realm. He sat in the sky, tapped Erlang's legs and said slowly: "Others clearly don't want to enter your Buddhist sect, but you bald donkeys insist on forcibly converting. I don't know what the Immortal Realm is about." How many people have become your disciples inexplicably!"
"There was once a certain great sect that finally produced a peerless genius. It would be better for you to directly convert that person into Buddhism, causing that sect to collapse and not recover for thousands of years."
"There is another immortal giant in Nanling, Jianyuanmu. Your bald donkey abbot went to visit it. He must say that the Jianyuan Seven Wonderful Trees above are destined to your Buddha. If it weren't for Jianyuanmu's group of The old man’s strength is pretty good, but he will definitely be pulled out by you!”
"Even in a certain era, you went out in full force to save a certain restricted area and took under your control all the terrifying creatures inside. The beasts were your mounts and the humanoids were your servants!"
"What a bunch of lunatics!"
At the end of his speech, Xu Yue stood up and stared at the old monk.
However, the other party just recited a Dharma chant and said without changing his expression: "Buddha's Dharma is boundless. Our temple has saved thousands of lives, pointed out the path for them, benefited hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the immortal realm, and accumulated merit for eternity. Donors should not misinterpret this.”
"cut."
Xu Yue was disdainful and said with a mocking look on his face: "All the cultivators in the Immortal Domain call you meddling in other people's business and avoid them. It's better for you to have a thicker skin than the mountains in Nanling!"
The old monk accepted it happily, with a calm smile on his face, and nodded slightly.
This is really not what Xu Yue said, but it is the fact.
The old monk indeed had no ill intentions towards Xu Yue. It could even be said that the entire monks in Xianghuo Temple rarely had any real ill will towards the outside world.
When they walk in the world, they encounter some things or people by chance. Maybe it's just an idea that makes them think that you should be converted, so they will take action forcefully, not caring whether you are willing or not.
And from the bottom of their hearts, they are not hostile to you, but they sincerely want you to be liberated and go to their so-called paradise.
At least that's what they think in their hearts.
"Hmph, if it weren't for the good deeds your Xianghuo Temple has done in the Immortal Realm that far outweigh those ridiculous and weird things, your ruined temple would have been demolished long ago!"
Finally, Xu Yue raised his middle finger to the old monk and led the Xuanhuo horse to leave.
"Donor, please wait."
However, the old monk seemed unwilling to let Xu Yue go. He ducked in front of him and blocked the way.
"Old bald donkey, my patience has its limit. Do you really want to fight with me?" Xu Yue's eyes flashed coldly, ready to take action at any time.
"I am not the donor's opponent. I am trying to stop him again. I really have doubts in my heart. I hope you can give me some advice." The old monk made palms with one hand and bowed.
Xu Yue was speechless and looked at him quietly.
The old monk did not hesitate and asked directly: "The Tribulation-Transcending Realm is rare in the world. Most of them are ancestors of large sects and respected sects. However, the donor is so young, but I have never heard of it."
"Why, what does this have to do with you?" Xu Yue asked dissatisfied.
"It really has nothing to do with me. It's just that just now, I did see a blurry mountain of corpses and a sea of blood behind you, with bleeding and floating oars. Such cultivation and such visions are really the most ferocious and evil people in the fairyland. I can't bear to be in this world." If you are in trouble, I hope the benefactor will give me a cup of tea, and I will preach and teach the scriptures to save you, the benefactor, from the water and fire."
Hearing this, Xu Yue clenched his fists for a while and put them down again.
The reason for pinching him is because this old bald donkey talks nonsense and he doesn't give up trying to save him.
To let go is to admire the other person's compassion for the world and to help the common people.
"That is to say, you haven't given up on me yet, and you still want to try to save me, right?" Xu Yue said with a smile.
The old monk nodded sincerely and recited a Buddhist chant.
"Okay! Then I'll give you a cup of tea and see if you can name the flowers."
