Chapter 301 Zen Master Ciyun

The sunset, autumn mountains, the fiery red sunset and maple leaves dye the whole maple forest like a world of blood, which is strange and beautiful.

A monk slowly appeared in the afterglow of the sunset with a pair on his back, pulling his figure to the elder.

There is no scar. Above the bare head, it is clean and flat, like a piece of flesh-colored ancient jade carved.

A wrinkled face, and the white eyebrows rippled with the autumn wind. This is an old monk, and an ascetic monk who has never entered the Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Although there is a trace of fatigue on the kind-looking face, it is more of the compassionate and compassionate people. This is a Taoist monk.

Yes, this old monk is a famous ascetic monk Ciyun Zen Master in Wanli Town, Dongyang County, Western Qin Empire. He is an ascetic monk who settled here in his later years. His Buddhism is profound, and there are countless people in the world. He is very respected in Wanli Town.

Zen Master Ciyun doesn't like the bustle, so his residence is on the edge of the Canglan River. The section of the Canglan River here does not have such an angry roar. surprisingly, there is a trace of tranquility after anger.

Therefore, Zen Master Ciyun's residence is built here. A clean cabin, a wooden table and a few stools are all the furniture in Zen Master Ciyun's residence.

"Amitabha Buddha..." Zen Master Ciyun proclaimed the Buddha's name and walked straight to the Canglan River. All his washing and drinking water were taken from this vast Canglan River.

"Wh!" Sneer..."

As soon as Zen Master Ciyun came to the Canglan River, the fast-flowing Canglan River suddenly turned up. A dragon squid rushed out of the water and fell on the ground, looking at Zen Master Ciyun fiercely.

Dragon squid is a powerful and extremely fierce aquatic monster. Its soft tentacles can secrete comatose venom, which can strangle people to death. It is extremely ferocious. It is one of the most famous aquatic monsters in the Canglan River.

Usually, dragon squid are hidden in the river of the Canglan River, relying on strong tentacles to firmly stabilize themselves in the rushing Canglan River, and rarely appear on land.

This dragon squid that suddenly jumped out of the Canglan River is not very strong. It is just a three-star mysterious beast. For ordinary monks, it is not dangerous at all, but can make a small fortune.

But for Zen Master Ciyun, that's different, because Zen Master Ciyun has always believed that strength is the best excuse to kill, so Zen Master Ciyun has spent his life studying Buddhism and has not practiced any mysterious skills or martial arts.

This dragon squid also seems to feel the weakness of Zen Master Ciyun. There is a fierce light in a pair of mung bean-sized eyes. Although this human being is old, for monsters, the deliciousness of human beings is irresistible.

Relying on the tentacles, the dragon squid slowly approached Zen Master Ciyun. The two front tentacles were raised, and the poisonous needle between the tentacles shone with cold light.

"Amitabha!"

Zen Master Ciyun saw the dragon squid, but he did not have a trace of panic. Instead, he sat down cross-legged and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures to the fierce dragon squid.

The dragon squid's intelligence is not high, so it doesn't understand what the old monk is thinking about at all. All it knows is that the old monk will be the most sumptuous meal in his life.

In the sunset, Zen Master Ciyun's eyes were closed, and his dry lips were closed one by one. The calming scriptures slowly spit out from Zen Master Ciyun's mouth, making the whole maple forest quiet.

The dragon squid smiled and came to Zen Master Ciyun. The two strong tentacles had come to Zen Master Ciyun's legs.

The moist, cold and sticky feeling soaked the body of Zen Master Ciyun, but Zen Master Ciyun did not give up reciting the Buddhist scriptures and still sat quietly.

The two tentacles of the dragon squid are open, revealing a dense detoxification needle. As long as it pierces the Ciyun Zen master in these poisonous needles, it can talk about the poison of the Ciyun Zen master, and then it can enjoy this delicious meal.

However, the scriptures in Zen Master Ciyun's mouth have a calming effect. When the dragon squid walked to Zen Master Ciyun, the fierceness on his body has dropped a lot. Now it is close to Zen Master Ciyun. The sound of the scriptures permeates the body of the dragon squid, making the dragon squid open two tentacles, but it does not stab.

Zen Master Ciyun did not move like a mountain. It seemed that even if the big earthquake appeared here now, he would not have any reaction. Behind his head, the dragon squid even saw a faint golden light, solemn and cautious.

The two tentacles of the dragon squid slowly put down, and the fierce light in his eyes had long disappeared under the washing of the scriptures. He lay at the feet of Zen Master Ciyun and listened carefully to the chanting of scriptures.

After a long time, Zen Master Ciyun stopped chanting the scriptures, opened his eyes, and saw the well-behaved dragon squid lying in front of him. Zen Master Ciyun nodded and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, it's good."

"Silk..."

In the mouth of the dragon squid, there was a meaningless voice, as if he was dissatisfied with Zen Master Ciyun and stopped to recite the scriptures.

"You have a wisdom root, practice well, and maybe there will be a day." Zen Master Ciyun smiled, patted the dragon's head gently, and said with a smile.

Long Yi seemed to understand Zen Master Ciyun's words, nodded, and then slowly climbed to the Canglan River. He looked at Zen Master Ciyun reluctantly and jumped into the Canglan River.

Zen Master Ciyun was a little tired. He stretched out his weak hand and pressed it on the ground. With this power, Zen Master Ciyun stood up and came to the Canglan River.

He frowned slightly, and Zen Master Ciyun folded his hands: "Amitabha, what's going on? What on earth made the dragon squid so panicked and fierce?

Soon, Zen Master Ciyun knew the answer. When the rushing Canglan River arrived here, it slowed down a little, so Zen Master Ciyun could see that there was a red figure in the river of the Canglan River.

Saving a person's life is better than building a seven-level floating slaughter. Zen Master Ciyun can't follow the Canglan River, so he stepped into the Canglan River without hesitation.

Although the rushing river has eased here, the impact of the river is absolutely not small. Zen Master Ciyun is just an old monk. As soon as he entered the Canglan River, he was rushed to the east and west by the rapid Canglan River.

Zen Master Ciyun's face turned a little pale, and the rage of the Canglan River was beyond his imagination. With his physical strength, there was no way to salvage the figure who did not know whether he was dead or not.

"Amitabha, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell?" Zen Master Ciyun put one hand on his chest, announced the Buddha's name and slowly walked towards the figure.

Zen Master Ciyun's body swayed in the Canglan River and could be washed away by the fast Canglan River at any time. At this critical moment, the dragon squid that had just listened to Zen Master Ciyun's Buddhist scriptures appeared on the surface of the water.

It seemed that he knew the intention of Zen Master Ciyun. Although the dragon squid was a little hesitant and looked at the red and black figure, he still stretched out his tentacles and rolled towards the red and black figure.

Amitabha,

With the help of Long Yi, Zen Master Ciyun stabilized his body, and the other tentacles of Long Yi slowly stretched out, rolled up the red and black figure and pulled it towards Zen Master Ciyun.

Zen Master Ciyun came ashore. With the help of Long Squid, he returned to the edge, regardless of the wetness of his whole body, and looked at the red and black figure anxiously.

The dragon squid threw the red and black figure on the shore, and immediately disappeared into the Canglan River, as if the red and black figure was a devil. After the red and black figure appeared on the shore, Zen Master Ciyun saw the man's appearance clearly. His dry and thin body, his eyes were tightly closed, and the red and black robe on his body emitted a pungent smell of blood.

"Amitabha!" Zen Master Ciyun changed color a little: "This is the smell of blood."

At first, the red and black robe was not red and black, but was infected with a large amount of blood and formed a blood scab, which made such a color. Who is this young man? Is there such a gloomy murderous atmosphere on your body?