When Ye Sanniang walked away, Xiaobai's childish voice sounded in Xu Shouguang's ears: "Okay, stop pretending, we are gone..."
Xu Shouguang then turned around, stood on tiptoes and looked around. He didn't land on his heels again until he saw Ye Sanniang's back disappearing in the forest in the distance. Xu Shouguang sighed. Xiaobai changed his aloof temper before and actually comforted Xu Shouguang with a sweet voice: "Don't worry, it only takes a drop of your heart's blood to treat her husband. You gave her a whole bag, and her family After taking it, my husband will definitely have sharp ears and eyes, strong body..."
"I'm not worried about her husband-in-law..." Xu Shouguang interrupted Xiaobai.
"Oh?" Xiaobai was a little confused.
"Sigh...I see that Ye Sanniang has a graceful figure, but Xiaocui seems not as good as her..."
"...Hmph!" Xiaobai saw some traces of Zhang Daoling's chivalry and righteousness in Xu Shouguang, but in the blink of an eye, this guy was coveting other people's bodies like a disciple, and the little goodwill he had built up was gone in an instant. Cun, Xiaobai simply ignored him.
Suddenly, a sharp bird song tore through the silent night sky. The waves on the broad river in front seemed to be a little rougher. The fish in the river jumped out of the water in fear, but the water birds that loved fish did not dare to approach. Just a few breaths later, a large string of bubbles floated in the middle of the river surface, and then a large area of water slowly sunk in. The water flow speed increased significantly, rotating counterclockwise around the depression, forming a huge whirlpool. In the center of this huge whirlpool, a hill slowly rose. Below the hill, several huge black shadows were swinging back and forth in the water.
"Oops!" Xiaobai exclaimed: "I was just talking to you about all the things that are not there, but I forgot about the old turtle! Without the Vajra, the formation eye is loose, and the old turtle has probably escaped by now. Escaped from the confinement of the magic circle!"
Seeing that Xu Shouguang didn't move, Xiaobai became anxious: "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and send the Demonic Pestle back to Lingyun Temple?"
Only then did Xu Shouguang react. He looked at the baggage left by Ye Sanniang just now. The cloth wrapped in the baggage spread out, revealing the dark golden pestle inside. Xu Shouguang stretched out his hand to pick up the pestle, but just as Xu Shouguang's fingertips just When it touched the Demon-Conquering Pestle, the originally dim golden color suddenly burst out with a burst of dazzling golden light. Countless pictures poured into Xu Shouguang's eyes from the Demon-Conquering Pestle like a tide, and a huge black and white picture scroll suddenly unfolded in front of Xu Shouguang's eyes.
In the scroll is a monk wearing cassock and holding a rosary. In front of the monk is a fast river, with a small boat floating on the river. The boatman on the boat is trying hard to hold the oar to prevent the boat from being engulfed by the rough waves.
Suddenly, a dark wind suddenly rose on the river, dark clouds gathered, and a huge whirlpool quietly approached the lone boat, and then a huge black shadow slowly emerged from the whirlpool.
At this time, the boat had already entered the whirlpool. No matter how hard the boatman rowed, he could not change the fate of being destroyed. The boat was gradually swept into the center of the whirlpool, and at this moment, an old mollusk's head emerged from the shadow under the water. The head was broad and flat, with a pointed mouth and a long nose. The two eyes were like two black chess pieces against the huge head. Sticking tightly to it, the black eyes like chess pieces looked bigger than the millstone to the boatman. The old turtle glanced at the ant-like human beings in the boat in front of him, and then opened his huge mouth. In an instant, the surrounding river water rushed into the old turtle's mouth.
The boatman's boat slid into the old turtle's mouth along with the river water. The shadow of the old turtle's upper jaw blocked the sunlight above the boatman's head. Just when the boatman lost all hope and thought he was bound to die, he saw the monk on the shore taking off his cassock. With a slight shake, the cassock floated on its own as if it had become spiritual. The cassock flew across the river, and one end got into the old turtle's mouth. After a while, the cassock flew out again. There was a person sitting on the cassock, it was the boatman.
The boatman looked back and saw that the old turtle's big mouth suddenly closed, and there was a sound of wood squeezing and breaking. Seeing this scene, the boatman felt scared in his heart. If it hadn't been for the monk, he might have followed the boat. And shattered to pieces.
"Haitong! It's you who ruined my good deeds again!" As the old turtle chewed the wood chips in his mouth, an angry growl came from deep in his throat.
Monk Haitong looked calmly at the old turtle in the river. After the cassock placed the boatman on the shore, he unexpectedly rolled himself back into Haitong.
"Amitabha, it is not easy to practice the immortal way for thousands of years, so why would the donor want to harm people's lives and destroy his own future?"
After listening to what the monk said, the old turtle raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "What do you know, monk! I remember when I was practicing immortality, I would be cautious every day and do good deeds to accumulate virtue. But as a result, all the gods and Buddhas in the sky thought that I was weak and could be bullied. Even the mortals who went to seek Buddhist scriptures did not take me seriously. Looking at today, I am cultivating the demon path at the confluence of the three rivers, eating people and drinking blood, doing whatever I want, how happy I am! The people nearby are afraid of me, so they are like me. Build ancestral temples and sacrifice boys and girls every year. Who dares to look down on me now?"
After Lao Yuan finished speaking, Monk Haitong shook his head and sighed: "The donor is wrong. Cultivation of immortality and attainment of Taoism is only for freedom and ease. It is only a Hinayana thing. It is for the purpose of universally saving all sentient beings and becoming a Buddha. This is the Mahayana way!"
"I don't care about you Mahayana or Hinayana. I only know that good people will be bullied by others, and good horses will be ridden by others! Haitong, you have ruined my good deeds several times, and today I want you to be buried here!" After saying that, the old turtle bulged his throat, and from there He spat out a jet of water as thick as a water tank and shot it towards Monk Haitong.
Seeing the sudden attack from the old turtle, Monk Haitong shook his head in disappointment and said: "With such stubbornness, the poor monk can only do justice for heaven."
Having said that, Monk Haitong took out a purple golden bowl from his arms and threw it upwards. The purple golden bowl floated in the air, while the water column spat out by the old turtle seemed to fall into an invisible place. The river channel drew an arc in the air, and all fell into the purple golden bowl of Monk Haitong. As for the purple gold bowl, although it looks like it is only the size of an ordinary bowl, it is actually bottomless. The water column as thick as the mouth of the tank is thick and long, and it falls into the purple gold bowl, but not a drop of it leaks out.
After collecting all the water columns, Monk Haitong collected the magic weapon and put the purple golden bowl into his arms again. Then he threw out the rosary in his hand. The rosary flew above the river, gradually grew in size, and emitted a circle of golden light from the center of the rosary, covering the old turtle in it. The golden light wrapped around the old turtle like a French net, and then began to tighten. Anywhere the old turtle's skin touched the golden light French net, it instantly ignited repeated karma fire. This karmic fire burned the old turtle and made him wail repeatedly.
"Haitong! I have no grievances against you, why do you want to put me to death!" Old Turtle shouted at Monk Haitong.
Monk Haitong's face did not show any emotion or anger, and he slowly said: "Monks have nothing in all the four elements, so how can there be any grievances? What the poor monk does is just for the sake of all living beings."
"All living beings...what have all living beings promised you? Haitong! If you let me go, I am willing to share wealth and honor with you..."
"Amitabha..." Monk Haitong recited the Buddha's name and ignored him.
"In that case, let's kill both the jade and the stone!" Seeing that the monk Haitong was determined not to let him go, the old turtle simply tried to kill him. It flapped its limbs desperately and hit the cliff with its head, causing an instant agitation on the river. Layers of huge waves. Huge waves hit the shore crazily, crossed the river embankment, and swept cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs into the river; all houses built near the water were destroyed; countless people struggled and cried in the river.
Seeing this scene, Monk Haitong couldn't bear it. He knew that the magical rosary could not subdue the old turtle in a short time. Looking at the old turtle getting more and more crazy in the water, Monk Haitong could not wait any longer, otherwise he might even end up in Jiazhou City. There will be nothing left. Monk Haitong raised his right hand, dug in one of his eyes, and then gouged out a bloody eyeball.
Monk Haitong held the eyeball in his hand and silently recited a scripture. He saw the eyeball emitting golden light layer by layer from the inside out, like a golden elixir. The golden light became more and more dazzling, penetrating through the clouds, and then the golden light suddenly converged. At this time, the eyeball was missing from Monk Haitong's hand, but there was a dark golden demon-conquering pestle in his hand.
Monk Haitong threw the magic pestle, which flew above the rosary and aimed at the old turtle covered below. At this time, Monk Haitong's body seemed to be covered with a layer of gold paint, and the Demon-Conquering Pestle corresponding to it also changed from dark gold to bright gold. Monk Haitong silently recited a spell to subdue the Demons, and a golden light suddenly shot out from the tip of the Demon-Conquering Pestle, piercing through the old man. The turtle's Fengchi acupoint sealed the old turtle's magic power, and the old turtle instantly became limp and powerless. At this time, the magical rosary took the opportunity to tighten the golden net, hugging the old turtle and gradually sank to the bottom of the water.
"What is this?" Xu Shouguang asked in surprise as he saw the black and white picture gradually dissipating.
"This is the ability of this great god to know all things..." Xiaobai said with some pride. But immediately Xiaobai urged in an anxious tone: "I will tell you about this skill in detail later, but go to Lingyun Temple first!"
Before he finished speaking, Xu Shouguang grabbed the magic pestle and ran towards Lingyun Temple. While running, Xu Shouguang looked towards the river and saw that in the center of the whirlpool, the old turtle's head had emerged from the water. On the periphery of the whirlpool, a dozen huge rosary beads wrapped in golden light were floating on the river, forming a circle. , surrounded the old turtle. The circle was sometimes big and small, and the golden light of the rosary beads was bright and dark. The old turtle kept slapping the water with its limbs, entangled with the dozens of rosary beads, trying hard to break free from the magic circle.
"Can you run faster? The magic circle can't hold it anymore!" Xiaobai urged.
"It's already the fastest..." Xu Shouguang replied without stopping.
"This can't go on like this..."
Xu Shouguang heard the anxiety in Xiaobai's tone. He suddenly remembered the black and white picture of Zen Master Haitong throwing the vajra. He looked at the vajra in his hand and saw that the vajra was flickering. Xu Shouguang suddenly stopped, looked at the river and took two steps back.
"Why didn't you run away?" Xiaobai couldn't help asking when he saw Xu Shouguang stopped.
"Instead of failing to catch up no matter what, it's better to give it a try here..." After Xu Shouguang said this, he rushed forward a few steps and threw the Demon-Conquering Pestle.
"What are you doing!" Xiaobai screamed.
Xu Shouguang didn't answer, but stared straight ahead. At this time, a golden light suddenly exploded above the river, illuminating the surrounding area as if it were daytime. Then the golden light suddenly converged together. It was the vajra pestle that Xu Shouguang had just thrown. The surface of the vajra was glowing with bright golden light. It floated in the air and fired a dazzling golden light at the old turtle below. At this moment, the old turtle below suddenly raised its head and opened its huge mouth. A black ray of light shot out from the mouth, and the two rays of light collided head-on, immediately exploding in a circle of air waves.
The golden light and the black light waxed and waned, going back and forth. Perhaps the Vajra had consumed too much spiritual energy in suppressing the turtle for many years. The black light seemed to have the upper hand, gradually pushing the golden light in the direction of the Vajra. Seeing that he was about to lose to the golden light, Xu Shouguang was extremely anxious on the shore. His fists were clenched and his palms were full of sweat.
Just when the golden light was about to be completely pushed back to the Vajra, golden light suddenly bloomed on the surface of the Vajra. The Vajra seemed to have gained some kind of power, and it actually slowly pushed the black light back. Xu Shouguang looked towards the bank again and saw Monk Shikong and a group of monks sitting cross-legged on the bank of the river at Lingyun Temple, with their hands clasped together and reciting Buddhist teachings. In the big Buddha pavilion behind the monks, bursts of golden light emitted, and these golden lights gradually condensed into a statue of Maitreya, sitting solemnly and cross-legged over the river.
In an instant, the black light became dilapidated, and the golden light from the Demonic Pestle pushed all the way into the old turtle's mouth, and then passed out from the abdomen. The old turtle howled in pain and gradually sank to the bottom of the water. And the dozen or so large rosary beads exuding golden light also sank together with the old turtle.
Then the Demon-Conquering Pestle floating in the air gradually lost its color and slowly flew back to the shore of Lingyun Temple. Monk Shikong stretched out his hands and carefully caught the Demon-Conquering Pestle. Then he looked at Xu Shouguang in the distance and nodded slightly. .
Seeing that the old turtle was finally sealed by the magic circle again, Xu Shouguang finally breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his hands to Monk Shikong, then turned around and left.
"Almsgiver Xu, wait a moment before walking..." Monk Shikong called from behind, but Xu Shouguang did not look back and kept walking forward.
"Hey, can't you hear the old monk calling you?" Xiaobai said angrily, angry that Xu Shouguang had just taken it upon himself to throw the vajra.
"Of course you can hear it, but it's the way of a chivalrous person and not to be greedy for other people's gratitude. Have you not heard that Mr. Shu often said that when you are done with things, just throw away your clothes and hide your merits and fame?" Xu Shouguang said to Xiaobai, and then added in a low voice. He said, "Wait until the monk catches up..."
Sure enough, Monk Shikong caught up and said, "Almsgiver Xu..."
Seeing that Monk Shikong had caught up with him, Xu Shouguang was secretly proud. He straightened his expression, turned around, and said in as low a voice as possible: "Master..."
"Almsgiver Xu, that "Xiaoyao Sutra"..."
Xu Shouguang's expression froze for an instant. He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, mechanically reached into his arms, took out the Xiaoyao Sutra, and explained awkwardly: "Master, this... the thing is like this..."
Master Shikong didn't wait for Xu Shouguang to finish speaking, and reached out to take back the "Xiaoyao Sutra". Then he took out a book from the monk's robe, handed it to Xu Shouguang's hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Donor Xu is kind to our temple. The poor monk was willing to give the scriptures to Alchemist Xu, but the previous "Xiaoyao Jing" was written in the pre-Qin period, and many places in the book were obscure and difficult to understand, while this book was translated by the poor monk, with some additions in some places. I hope this humble monk’s understanding can be of help to Almsgiver Xu.”
"Grandmaster..."
After burning the incense, Xu Shouguang walked on the mountain road while nibbling the steamed buns he had collected from Lingyun Temple.
"By the way, Xiaobai!" Xu Shouguang suddenly thought of something.
"Um?"
"Since you have the ability to know all things, help me see this..." Xu Shouguang said, and took out a jade pendant from his arms, which was the one Xu Zhishu left for him.
"Well, this won't work..." Xiaobai said after trying it.
"What, don't you know everything?"
"Of course I can know all things, but this jade pendant is sealed. I can't break through it with my current strength..."
"...The current power...that means that as long as you become stronger, you can break through the seal and reveal the secret of this jade pendant!"
"Well, of course!"
"...Tell me quickly, how can I make you stronger..."
"...You really want to know the secret of this jade pendant? Master Zhang had previously warned his disciples not to touch those sealed things, as it is very dangerous!"
"I think! This jade pendant is related to my life experience..."
After Xu Shouguang finished speaking, Xiaobai was silent for a long time. After a while, Xiao Bai finally said: "Okay, I will help you uncover the secret of this jade pendant... but you have to help me kill monsters. Only by constantly absorbing monster power will my strength continue." Ground enhancement.”
"Okay, then starting from today, we will travel around the world together, slaying demons..." Xu Shouguang choked on the steamed bun before he finished shouting. He hammered his chest hard, and after a while, he finally recovered.
"With such a big commotion tonight, Lingyun Temple will definitely not be able to stay. Have you decided where to go?" Xiaobai asked.
“Chengdu!”
