Chapter 54 Magic Monk

Keywords: Dizang Secret Library, Yingzongguo

Tomakifu, an ordinary white man in the barbaric era, was originally an abandoned baby, and was later picked up by a great monk, and will be in the temple later*. One day 30 years later, the temple where the great monk was located was surrounded by a zombie army. The monk was arrested, and the closed disciples of the monks such as Tomakov fled in the chaos.

Tomakiv, who lived a wandering life, inadvertently broke into the underworld forest. He is just a vulgar disciple with Buddhist classics. He doesn't know any martial arts skills. In the face of mutant beasts and zombies in the Nether Forest, he can only pray for Buddha's blessing.

However, just as he was desperate, the powerful Nokas appeared out of thin air, killing the mutant beasts and zombies that besieged him like a god, and then took a strange pill for him, and then he became a heterogeneous zombie with wings on his back.

Tomakov followed the monk to read many Buddhist scriptures and was very interested in some strange records in the book, so he also knew some legends about ancient immortal Buddhas.

The Dizang Bodhisattva is the head of the four major Bodhisattvas of Buddhism. The creation he casts the earthly god Dizang dragon gun, also known as the Dizang pen. As a disciple of Buddhism, it is impossible for Tomakifu not to know the Dizang pen.

Therefore, when he saw the appearance of the king of wings, the shape of the purple dragon robe, the strong power, and the powerful aura of the divine cup, he already knew that the king in front of him must be the artifact of a divine object, and the Taoism of this divine object must be extremely high.

Tomakiv was not sure whether the king in front of him was the spirit of the underground pen, but he could find his master and tell him about it. Looking for a hidden pen is the meaning of his master's life. Although, he doesn't know why his master attaches so much importance to hiding pens.

Therefore, Tomakov took advantage of the melee between the two sides to find an excuse to leave the team in order to find his master.

Few people know that the glorious Zen master is his master, because the person who knows is either dead or nowhere to be found!

Zen Master Guanghui was unwilling to surrender to the city owner of Refinery City, but he was forced by the city owner ** Wei and in order to survive, he was willing to be an honorary city lord. In fact, he was only a registered existence and had no real power. He is a refinery master specializing in refining ordinary-grade psychic weapons in Refining City. Because of this, the ten-year-old zombie, as the owner of the refinery city, not only did not kill him, but respected him and treated him well.

Not long ago, the owner of the refinery city had an idea in his mind in an attempt to let the glorious Zen master cast a divine artifact for him. Guanghui Zen Master knows that it is extremely difficult to refine and manufacture gods. If there are materials, there must be utensils. I wanted to refuse, but the city owner said that the ancient alien beast red finch appeared in the Nether Forest, and the soul of the alien beast red finch could be used as an artifact.

No choice, the strength gap between the two sides is too big, and zombies are very popular in today's world. Ten thousand-year-old zombies are unfathomable. In order to survive and continue a little incense on the earth, the glorious Zen master chose to give in.

It's hard not to catch the red finch in the underworld forest. The glorious Zen master was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of Zhou Tianhua. It was not Li Daqi's appearance. He had already died.

Now that Li Daqi has been sent away, Zen Master Guanghui smiled mockingly. In the eyes of others, he was originally a strange monk, but now he has become a zombie who is not a Buddha or a demon. He can't wait to bite his tongue and death. But at the thought of his master's last words and the "secret library", he felt a sense of pride.

"If you can get the secret library of the earth, the poor monk will become the earth heir of the great bodhisattva. At that time, there will be no need to kill demons!"

For the sake of ideals and for the sake of Buddhism, the glorious Zen master chose to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.

Suddenly, he frowned and noticed that someone nearby was following him. At this moment, he stopped and stood, looked back and said, "Who is coming? Please show up quickly for fear of being inadvertently harmed by the poor monk!"

In the void, a vague shadow flashed by, and the winged Tomakif appeared.

"Master!"

Tomakiv rushed to the glorious Zen master with tears, hugged the latter tightly, and choked: "Master! Master!"

"Wu Ren, why are you here?" Zen Master Guanghui called Tomakiv's name.

The reunion of teachers and apprentices will inevitably have an affectionate exchange.

Half an hour later, after each of them figured out what happened to each other, they couldn't help sighing.

"Woren, you have grown taller." Zen Master Guanghui looked up at Tomakiff, with gentle tears flowing in his eyes.

Tomakiv wiped his eyes and tears and said excitedly, "Master, I just saw a magic weapon that is very similar to the key to the earth you are looking for!"

Then, he described the appearance of the wings and the performance of the divine cup when facing the wings to the brilliant Zen master.

"That's right! That's, that's the ancient Yinglong, the instrument of the pen hidden in the earth!"

The more he listened, the more excited he became. His cheeks became bright and red, like an apple.

He grabbed Tomakifu's shoulder with one hand and kept shaking, "Wu Ren, you have made great contributions to Buddhism this time!"

"Master, with our strength, we can't fight against them at all." Tomakov was a little frustrated.

Zen Master Guanghui said, "Don't worry, there is another brother as a teacher, that is, your master uncle I mentioned to you! A few days ago, although he fell into the devil and became a zombie, he was also a disciple of Buddhism after all. As long as you can find the secret library of the underground and Daxing Buddhism, it is worth it even if you want to be a teacher!"

Tomakiv cried bitterly and burst into tears.

The two discussed a plan and began to go out to the underworld.

Tomaquiv is a heterogeneous zombie. He not only has wings, but also has two drops of corpse poison in his eyebrows, so his speed has reached 200 times the speed of a leopard. Therefore, with him as a walking tool, it only took him two days to leave the outer part of the core of the Nether Forest.

In the direction guided by the glorious Zen master, Tomakiv flew for another day, and the two fell in the desert of death.

Looking at the endless desert, Tomakiv said, "Master, why did Master settle down in this wild land?"

The glorious Zen master sighed and said, "Your master is also an alien zombie with the blood of a violent ape. It is very difficult for ape zombies to improve their strength. They must be cultivated in the land of extreme yang and yin.

Tomakov is puzzled: "Can't zombies increase their strength as long as they suck blood? Why did the master have to suffer like this?

Zen Master Guanghui looked at him and said, "Wu Ren, as a teacher, I once told you that zombies plunder the vitality of other creatures, which is not the right way, so you can't kill other zombies in order to improve your strength and absorb each other's energy and mana with vicious efforts like some zombies."

Tomakiv asked, "Why? I have also smoked the blood of beasts, but I haven't found anything wrong?

"You only know one and don't know the other." Zen Master Guanghui said, "The more you kill, the stronger the karma you accumulate. You have inherited the mantle of a teacher, which is a disciple of Buddhism. In the future, you will fly to the Buddhist world, one of the five worlds of the source. If you want to fly up, you must overcome the disaster. The stronger the karma, the greater the power of the disaster, and the smaller your hope of saving the past. The final result is to die and work hard all your life.

"What is karma?" Tomakiv asked.

"Everything in the world has its own unique characteristics, which is called 'qi', and the previous generation of scientific and technological civilization called 'wave'. The essence of cultivation is to gather this gas by some method, integrate it into myself, and use it for myself. Burning true qi with ideas can produce a unique driving force, which is called 'mana'.

"Stones have earthy atmosphere, trees have woody atmosphere, and corpses have corpses. The spirit of dead things is mastered. If you plunder forcibly, although it increases your true qi, the internal characteristics of the true qi are mixed, and the degree of its mixing is called 'karma'. The more karma, the more mixed the true qi is, the less pure the mana will be. When resisting the natural disaster, it will be vulnerable.

Zen Master Guanghui said as he walked forward, and Tomakiv followed honestly and listened carefully.

Suddenly, a whirlwind set off in the vast desert.

"Your master is here, ready to welcome him!" Zen Master Guanghui stood on his chest with one hand and read the Buddha's name: "Amitabha Buddha, I haven't seen you for a long time. Is it okay for you to come in?"

After the whirlwind, a big monk in a blue suit and blue-eyed came out of the dust and sand.

"I'm Yingzongguo, a demon monk. You are Peng Guanghui, the master of refinery. Who is your brother?"

Listening to the other party's cold tone, the Radiant Zen master's facial muscles twitched.

"Brother, I haven't seen you for many years. You still have that temper. I'm not arguing with you this time, but it's about the Tibetan pen.

Yingzongguo, a blue-faced monk, frowned and said suspiciously, "Tibetan pen?"

Tomakov's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. He was dissatisfied with Yingzongguo's tone and stood up and shouted, "Yes, it's the underground pen!"

"Presumptuous! If the elders talk, there is no way for you to interrupt!"

Yingzongguo waved his hand, and his coat raised a gust of dust and wrapped it around Tomakif. The latter's wings moved. He thought he could avoid it, but he took a step slower and was hit by the dust and fell to the ground with a yo.

The glorious Zen master sighed and said, "Your master is a bronze armor corpse at the peak of the golden claws. Although you are also a poisoned state, your vitality is plundered. How can it be compared with your master's thousand years of hard work! Take some hardships and keep a long memory! Why don't you apologize to your master?"

"Please, please, please, please, blame, punish!" Ai Ai tunnel during the Tomakov period. In the face of Yingzongguo's strong breath, he didn't even have a chance to resist.

Yingzongguo snorted coldly, reached out and grabbed Tomakov's forehead and shouted, "In this case, the senior brother will teach him a lesson for you!"

Before the words fell, Tomakiv's eyebrows burst, and two drops of corpse poison suddenly flew out. Under the control of Yingzongguo, they turned into energy fragments and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Your master uncle is not punishing you. He wastes the source of your karmic power in order to help you clean up karma, which is of great benefit your future practice. Why don't you thank your master uncle!" Zen Master Guanghui looked at Tomakiv lying on the ground and shouted.

Tomakiv stood up respectfully, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed to Yingzongguo and said, "Thank you, Master!"

"You can teach!" Yingzongguo nodded, then turned to Zen Master Guanghui and said, "After saying that, don't be the same as last time. What you found in the end was a fake pen."

The glorious Zen master said, "It's true! Wu Ren will never lie!"

Next, he told all the things he knew about Li Daqi and what he saw and heard in the forest.

Yingzongguo nods and motioned, "Okay, in that case, then we will use bitter meat tricks to let him and sincerely hand over the Tibetan pen. After that, you and I will work together to use the 'Great Wish Pudu' in the secret library of the Tibetan collection and make it, so that we can completely cut off the cause and effect between you and effect!"

The glorious Zen master said, "Amitabha, what my brother said is very satisfactory!"