Chapter eight hundred and seventy-ninth map of mountains and rivers(2/2)
"These murals are actually after a magic weapon was broken. Because the spirit of the weapon was not destroyed, it wrapped up several small worlds full of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, parasitizing them, waiting for the opportunity to be restored. If you meet someone who is destined to come here, it will be a coincidence.
You can enter it below!”
"But as fellow Taoist said before, everyone has his or her own destiny. Depending on the small world you enter, the degree of danger within it will also be different..."
"Just like the world that the three scholars entered before, it was a relatively simple and dangerous world. Although there were demons from hell, there was also the Baihua Fairy Mirror from the Yaochi. They had to help from the Baihua Fairy to escape smoothly!"
"My fellow Taoist went to an ordinary world before, but your companion, the young monk from Shifang, was different. He went to the westward world of 'Buddhism spread to the east', where there were countless demons and ghosts, and there were ninety-nine and eighty-one
The test of difficulty is extremely dangerous!”
"If that young monk from the ten directions has deep roots of wisdom and an unshakable Buddha's heart, then it is unknown whether he will have a great opportunity during this trip. However, his Buddha's heart is shaken and he has the intention to return to secular life. He has also been canonized by Shinto and has become an underworld man.
Yin Shen, in this situation, that little monk is simply dead and without life!"
Huang Shaohong's heart stirred up huge waves. He didn't expect that those murals were actually the product of a broken magic weapon. But what kind of magic weapon could envelop and parasitize several small worlds full of spiritual energy?
This is too exaggerated. This kind of power is probably no less than or stronger than that of Broken Copper!
As soon as he finished thinking about it, he felt the sea of consciousness tremble, but the broken copper hidden in his sea of consciousness made a vague protest. Apparently he was dissatisfied with Huang Shaohong saying that it was not as good as that magic weapon!
Huang Shaohong ignored Po Tong and just smiled and said to Monk Fudo:
"In this case, your power is boundless, great monk, so how about you show great mercy and save my companion?"
Monk Fudo shook his head and smiled bitterly:
"If the poor monk can get in, what else can he ask fellow Taoist to do? To tell the truth, fellow Taoist, the little monk from the ten directions is really as the poor monk said. If there is no accident, he will die in ten deaths and no life!"
Huang Shaohong's eyes flashed with light. He analyzed the pros and cons of this matter in his mind. He took a long breath and slowly exhaled:
"Then you tell me everything first. After listening to it, I will consider whether to agree to it or not!"
Fudo nodded slowly, waved the sleeves of his monk's robe, and the surrounding scene immediately changed. From the Hall of Thousand Buddhas, he instantly arrived at an ancient temple on a high mountain.
The smell of sandalwood in the bells of the ancient temple was everywhere. As far as the eye could see, they were all monks meditating. When they saw that they were still, these monks prostrated themselves devoutly and called them 'Bodhisattvas'!
Without moving or introducing him, he waved his hand half-heartedly and told the monks to practice their own practices. He took Huang Shaohong into a Zen room in the temple. As he waved, two cups of fragrant tea were placed on the table.
Then he said: "This is the Buddha's kingdom in the body of a poor monk. You and I can discuss it in detail here!"
Huang Shaohong heard that it was a Buddhist country where Fudo cultivated, so he quickly lit a cigar for himself and took a big puff. The smoke from the cigar quickly dissipated the scent of sandalwood, making Fudo's eyes twitch.
Seeing him like this, Huang Shaohong asked politely:
"This is a cigar. Would you like to smoke one, Master? It's very refreshing, but it pollutes the air a bit!"
Fuxin said that you are still polluting the air in my Buddhist kingdom. He immediately raised his arm calmly, and with a 'clang' sound, a three-foot-long, shining golden demon-conquering pestle fell to the ground.
Fudo quickly picked up the demon-subduing pestle, held it in his hand, waved it twice, and exclaimed in a fake tone:
"Oh, even a magic weapon like this that can ward off evil spirits can fall to the ground. This poor monk is really careless!"
Huang Shaohong nodded, then pulled out a two-meter-long vibranium machete from his cuff, and echoed:
"That's right, as the saying goes, it is essential to be on guard against others. You see, I carry this protective weapon with me all the time. Great monk, you must pay more attention to it in the future!"
Fudo immediately smiled and nodded, put the demon-subduing pestle back into the sleeves of the monk's robe, and said with a smile:
"What you Taoist said makes sense, I must pay attention to this poor monk and come and have tea!"
Huang Shaohong also put away the two-meter-long machete, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, but it tasted the same as the bowl of porridge he drank in the Thousand Buddhas Hall before, but the effect of nourishing the soul was stronger.
many.
Waiting for him to finish drinking, he introduced:
"When I was a guest at the Antarctic Immortal, I snatched a jujube from him before leaving and planted the jujube stone in my Buddhist country. Now it has grown into a jujube tree, with yields every hundred years. If you like it, fellow Taoist, come back.
Just take some!"
Huang Shaohong couldn't bear to look at the wealthy person, and he laughed:
"Then I'd like to thank the monk in advance. In addition, I'd like to ask again. Although these green dates are good, they are boring if you eat them too much. Do you have any peaches, ginseng fruits, yellow plums, etc.?
I'll get some, that would be the best!"
Fudo was drinking tea. When he heard what Huang Shaohong said, he spurted out a mouthful of tea and shouted in a rather angry tone:
"I still want it. I ate one of the flat peach at the peach banquet, and I tasted the ginseng fruit once at the Bon Bon Festival. As for the poor monk Li in Huangzhong, he has never even seen it!"
Huang Shaohong sneered at Fudo's annoyance. If this guy could be so excited, he wouldn't be called Fudo Mingwang. It was all an act, but from what he said, he was so envious and jealous, showing off his wealth so nakedly.
You have eaten several kinds of Xiantian Spirit Fruit.
Huang Shaohong immediately lost interest in bickering and asked immediately:
"Okay, monk, stop bragging. You brought me to the Buddha Kingdom. You definitely didn't want to kill me, right? If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I am in a hurry to go to the Capital City God's Temple to do some work!"
Fudo put away his angry look. Sure enough, his behavior just now was all deliberate, so he saw him smiling and asked:
Chapter completed!