The body of the True Immortal has not yet been completely controlled. Zhou Ji never stays in one sea area for too long. He carefully avoids those powerful and dangerous auras, and specifically targets the unenlightened sea monsters, causing unnecessary trouble at the same time. Like a miser, he accumulated money and lived within his means, and the demonic energy in his body gradually became richer. However, after all, he was a monk halfway and had never practiced demonic skills. Apart from manipulating the demonic energy to control the sea monster, he had no more means. As far as he knows, there are only two people in Dayingzhou who can guide him in practicing magic skills. One is Yu Wenshi who is trapped in the "Chaos Qi Cave Heavenly Lock", and the other is the second person Wei Shiqi accepted before flying to heaven. A disciple, Demon Infant Yu Wenbi.
He is the clone of Wei Shiqi, and Yu Wenbi is the clone of Yu Wenshi. In order to maintain their own will, they both betrayed their original bodies. The skin and body can be thrown away, but this heart will never die. Zhou Ji remembered the words Wei Shiqi persuaded Yu Wenbi that year and never forgot them. After enduring all these years, he finally escaped from Wei Shiqi's nose and regained his freedom. Deep in Zhou Ji's heart, he had a strong premonition that good luck would come to him.
The abyss is vast, with turbulent winds and clouds, and the ebb and flow of tides. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Ji has been wandering on the sea for several years, and there is still no sign of land. He is not in a hurry, and accumulates demonic energy bit by bit, all the way to the west, waiting patiently Turn around. Only by going to Dayingzhou can he control his own destiny. He has never doubted this.
As his strength increased, the sea monster he encountered also gradually became stronger. The demonic energy accumulated thicker and thicker like a snowball, impregnating the body of this true immortal all the time. While Zhou Ji was relieved, he felt deeply afraid. In the dark, there seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands, pushing him, driving him, controlling him, turning his hands into clouds, and turning his hands into rain.
On this day, he refined a gigantic tooth seal. Countless warm currents poured into his body, and the demonic energy surged. It was born and extinguished with one thought, just like an arm using fingers. However, within the dantian, there is a forbidden area that cannot be crossed even half a step. The Biluo Talisman is currently dormant and may turn into a savage beast at any time. Zhou Ji let out a long sigh, Biluo Fu was a serious problem after all, and if it was not eliminated, there would be no peace.
He was floating up and down among the waves, and was about to stir up his demonic energy and catch a big fish to ride on. Suddenly, he heard someone pronounce the Buddha's name and read a verse: "A thousand feet of silk droops, and only one wave moves ten thousand waves." "Follow. It's a still night, the water is cold and the fish won't eat. The boat is full of empty cargo and returns in the bright moonlight." The lingering sound slowly faded away as the sound of the waves gradually faded away, and the sea surface was suddenly calm and without any ripples.
Zhou Ji was horrified. He raised his eyes and saw an old monk floating in the sea. His face was like a full moon, his earlobes were thick and long, his hands were above his knees, and he had a compassionate look on his face. Somehow, his soul swayed, and his mind lost control for a moment. He suddenly choked on a mouthful of sea water and coughed repeatedly.
The old monk lowered his eyes from a high position, looked at Zhou Ji's face, and said with a smile: "The sea of suffering is boundless, why don't the donor sit on the mountain to avoid the cold and wind?"
Zhou Ji thought over and over again, knowing that the old monk had great supernatural powers and must have a purpose in finding him in the vast abyss. He gave up his body and turned his back on his true nature. He no longer cared about gains and losses, and he didn't think it was strange at the moment. He jumped onto the raft with both hands and sat cross-legged like the old monk. His whole body was filled with moisture, and his clothes were dry in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Ji clasped his hands together, without any piety, bowed a few times casually, and asked: "I wonder what the master is called and where does it come from?"
The old monk chuckled and said, "The old monk's name is 'Zhenru' and he came from the west."
When Zhou Ji heard this, his heart trembled. If what the old monk said in the Western Heaven Ling Mountain and the Great Thunder Sound Temple was true, the Tathagata Buddha must have found him with his supreme supernatural power. Subconsciously I looked up, and suddenly there was a flower in front of my eyes. Just like behind me, there was a big Buddha, sitting in lotus position, with thirty-two signs and eighty good qualities. The right hand was in the fearless seal, and the left hand was in the giving and wish seal. The Dharma was solemn and compassionate. For the sake of love. He suddenly took a breath of air and hurriedly rubbed his eyes. The Dharma image had disappeared without a trace, as if it was just an illusion in his mind and he had misjudged it.
Zhou Ji's mouth was full of bitterness, and he was silent for a moment, then asked: "I wonder why Master Zhenru is looking for this kid?"
Zhenru said: "Amitabha, I have a predestined relationship with the donor, so I came here to save him."
Zhou Jizhang Ergang is confused. Could it be that he wants to ordain himself and become a monk? He blinked and said cautiously: "Master Mingjian, this kid is not a person born in the world."
"If you don't join the world, how can you be born in it!"
This kind of arrogant talk is justified by the father-in-law and the mother-in-law by the mother-in-law. It doesn’t matter how you interpret it. Zhou Ji gritted his teeth and said, "To be honest with you, master, this kid has become possessed by a demon."
"How can one become a Buddha without being possessed by demons?"
How can one be born without joining the world? How can one become a Buddha without being possessed by demons? Speaking of this, Master Zhenru was determined to conquer him. Zhou Ji was unwilling, but could only smile bitterly. It's because he has Buddha nature, and he clearly wants to support him in the arena with Wei Shiqi. If he can't even see this clearly, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill him!
At this point, can he still refuse?
Zhenru's eyes were like lightning, and he shouted: "Idiot! If you haven't become a disciple yet, when will you wait?"
Zhou Ji's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cave, so he had no choice but to kneel down under Zhenru's seat and kowtow eight times.
Zhen Ru raised his hand and touched the top of his head and said, "Amitabha, that's so good, so good. Today you plant a cause, and it will bear fruit tomorrow. I stand up, there is no need to be more polite."
Putting his big, thin hands on his head, Zhou Ji shivered, thinking that his head was bald, but when he reached out and touched it, he found that the messy hair was still there, with no abnormality, and he felt puzzled for a moment.
Zhenru said: "Although I accept you as my disciple, you are just a lay disciple, and your tonsure will be left for the future. There is still an opportunity in Da Yingzhou, and God cannot take it, but you will be blamed for it. Disciple, don't miss it, remember it!"
Only then did Zhou Ji feel relieved, sat cross-legged next to Zhenru, and took the opportunity to ask: "Dayingzhou is surrounded by dangers. Can master teach his disciple the magical powers of Buddhism to complete this opportunity?"
Zhenru shook his head and said: "You have a demonic appearance and cannot practice Buddhism."
Zhou Jiwei was at a loss for words. The so-called "body possessing the appearance of a demon" refers to the demonic energy infecting the body and inhabiting the soul. If you give up the demonic energy and turn to Buddhism, your consciousness will disappear and all your hard work will be in vain. Is this cheap master who comes to my door really powerless, or is he trying to shirk?
Zhenru seemed to have read through his mind and said: "With the demonic appearance, you can't practice Buddhism, but you can practice demonic skills."
The words awakened the dreamer, Zhou Ji's spirit was suddenly lifted, and he was blessed to the soul. He begged: "One thought can become a devil, and one thought can become a Buddha. Without being possessed by a devil, it is impossible to become a Buddha. Please ask the master to teach you the magic skills, and one day you will have bodhicitta, and you will be able to achieve enlightenment. From today’s creation!”
"Excellent, excellent, my disciple is destined to be my Buddha!" Zhenru's eyes were deep, as if he was overjoyed by the unexpected. He moved his lips and passed on the next piece of magic power with the supreme Buddhist teachings.
