Chapter 12 Wenshu Bodhi Fairy

"One, this Western interpretation of the eight precepts does say that they should quit drinking, in order not to be intoxicated and to be greedy for comfort. On the contrary, the world is full of pride that is fascinating and corrupting people's hearts**. Is it more than wine? The Buddha said that all sentient beings are equal. Why do you want to quit drinking alone? It's for injustice." Sakyamuni paused and said, "Speaking of which, the little monk has begun to look into the realm of Arhat, and his heart is firm and unwavering to the Tao. How can a little wine corrode? If I'm even afraid of this **, how can I subdue the demon of my heart? How to become a Taoist?"

"Well, well said!" The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the devil's heart was left, which was quite the smell of Jianglong Shurashahan. Come on, I'll toast you."

The two raised their glasses and touched each other and drank all at once.

Qiao Xiaoxuan said that the diac is left by the legendary wine and meat demon Daoji. This legendary Jigong is a master who smiles at the world** with footprints all over the three worlds. It is said that he is the reincarnation of the first of the 18 Shurasha Han, and his magic and Taoism are the top.

"Second, hehe, it's funny. Xiaoxian is no longer a person in the door, and he doesn't have to keep the precepts." Shakyamuni said with some melancholy.

"Oh?"

"Ha ha, Xiaoxian has something unknown, please ask your Taoist friends to solve the puzzles."

"I dare not, please speak."

"The little fairy is an orphan. Since he can remember, he has been a monk in the Qingliang Fairy Temple in Wuhu Mountain. He practiced the Great Zen Spirit Immortal Sect and worships Manjushri Bodhi Spirit Immortal. The little fairy practiced the spiritual immortal method. Naturally, he knew that the Manjushri Great Bodhi spiritual immortal was not as simple as a statue, but he was a real person, a model of wisdom and a teacher of the law. Therefore, the little immortals extremely respect Manjushri Great Bodhi Spirit Fairy, coarse tea and light rice, and the Spiritual Fairy Sutra Zen Fairy Hall, and also enjoy it. I thought I would live my last life like this, but I didn't think that when the little fairy went down the mountain, he had an adventure and knew a little ancient secret. Hey, Xiaoxian's long-standing concept was suddenly shattered by this secret, and he was once like a walking corpse. In fact, he was born in the world for some reason.

Sakyamuni shook his head and drank all the wine in the glass. The old peach blossom filled him and retreated to the side.

"This secret will be the great event of the feudal gods in the early war of Chaos. It is about the internal stride of the Taoist sect, interpreting and intercepting the two religion, and taking advantage of the replacement of the emperor to fight a fight. In the end, of course, it is a great victory of the interpretation religion. Today, the view of Taoist friends is almost all under the interpretation of the Yuqing sect."

"This has nothing to do with the little immortals, but the Manjushri Great Bodhi Immortal was originally called Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and was one of the twelve golden immortals of interpretation. Later, he betrayed the interpretation religion and entered Western Buddhism, and then there was Manjusshu Bodhi Spirit Immortal."

"What is this? Where did the opportunity come? Or forget the ancestors? Xiaoxian can't imagine that his idol is a traitor who forgets his ancestors. If it is an opportunity, it is even more ridiculous. How can anyone turn his back on his original master for the opportunity to achieve the great demon golden immortal? This disholman's unfilial thing is even if the common people dare not do it, not to mention a great virtue of Western Buddhism?

Qiao Xiaoxuan held the wine glass and had no words. He could understand the mood of Shakyamuni Hongkong. Western Buddhism practiced a visual method. Because of the worship of Manjushri Bodhisattva, he inadvertently visualized a Manjushri Dharma in his heart to protect himself.

This apostasy not only destroyed his idol, but also destroyed his heart demon, which is equivalent to abolishing his cultivation and even killing him. It is not just the simple disappointment of a mortal losing his idol.

"What happened later?"

"Later, the little fairy went through the Western classics and the Oriental Xuanmen Taoist collections, wanted to find the loopholes of this secret to overturn this statement, and even fought a lot. They went to the secular world to inquire about classics and compare history, but there was no clue."

"I didn't expect that the little fairy realized a lot of mysteries in the Taoist collection. Ha, at this moment, my heart is my demon, and I don't need to worship him again? Then I broke away from the teacher, traveled around the world, and practiced my wild fox spirit meditation.

Qiao Xuan frowned and said, "The person who becomes a demon is no longer a human being, but a demon, a fairy, or even a demon, a god. Do these life forms are higher than human beings have different values? They can't think like human beings, can they? So should those who become human beings first and then become demons and immortals completely abandon their values as human beings? Should human benevolence and filial piety be abandoned or partially retained? If you want to keep it, what should you keep?"

Saying that Qiao Xiaoxuan shook his head and smiled, "If it doesn't work, I don't know. Ha ha, let's solve this problem after you become a demon and immortal."

"No way, I don't know." Shakyamuni Hongkong savored it carefully and said with a smile, "Taoist friend's words are very good. It should be very white."

After talking and laughing for a long time, Sakyamuni Hongkong suddenly corrected his color and asked, "What can Taoist friends practice is the magic method?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "Friends know your heart, but I don't hide it from you. What I practice is the Demon Sutra that made the world famous in those years!"

"Oh?" Sakyamuni's calm face also changed color. "Xiao Xiu used to get the law from the teacher in the family. I happened to hear that there was a demon god Gu Tian. It was very powerful."

Qiao Xuan nodded, "That demon god Gu Tian, it was my unlucky master and a coincidence that passed down the Dharma to me."

"Hahahaha." Shakyamuni Hongkong laughed and said, "This fate is really mysterious. You are a demon and I am a traitor, but I am a friend. I did it too well, hahahaha."

I was speechless all night.

Qiao Xiaoxuan sat on the cloud bed and looked at the "shield" in his hand in a daze. After capturing the ghost king gem that day, the two were naturally embedded together. At this glance, the "shield" was slightly sunken on one side, and the gem was embedded in the center, just making a place to capture the hand, and the whole "shield" became a cover. Zi, I don't know if it's a pot lid or something.

Qiao Xiaoxuan explored his mind into it, still like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response. No matter how he tried his best, he could figure out the situation.

However, this "cover" seems to exude a faint biochemical power. Qiao Xiaoxuan held it in his hand, and the resentment from the marrow-absorbing monster has faded a lot. Although it cannot be cured, it is also a little useful, and he has no choice but to ignore it now.

However, it is said that this bronze sword is simple in shape and full of strange decorations, like charms, but it can't be seen what charms are. Even the charms of that family can't be seen as demons, spiritual immortals, golden demons and golden demons.

Qiao Xiaoxuan and Sakyamuni Hongkong studied for three months but didn't figure out a reputation. Qiao Xiaoxuan sighed directly. He didn't know whether it was luck or bad luck. Why is everything inexplicable in his hand?

When it comes to absorbing the cultivation of the ghost king, he is also very angry. Although he can't swallow it all, there are more than half of them. Coupled with the ghosts of other little ghosts, there are also a lot. Qiao Xiaoxuan only feels that his body is much stronger and powerful, but he doesn't feel it at all in the realm.

This only shows that all the energy is absorbed and digested by the real body of the undead demon. In this way, I don't know what month it will be if his undead demon's real body will reach the realm of deep love. In addition, the Demon Sutra also needs to be filled like a bottomless cave. If you want to cultivate the primordial god, I'm afraid it will be thousands of. Year later.

On this day, Sakyamuni Hongkong has left. The friendship of a gentleman is as light as water. Qiao Xiaoxuan did not retain him. Everyone has his own things to do, especially himself. He has to go to the West to solve the resentment in his body, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger. Once he attacks at the same time as the heart demon, Qiao Xiaoxuan dares not imagine what he will do.

When his mind moved, Lao Tao appeared in front of him. This old boy became more and more obedient.

"I'm going to leave for a while, and I have a few things to tell you to do." Qiao Xiaoxuan opened his mouth faintly and sat firmly on the cloud bed without even opening his eyes, which was quite mysterious.

"Please tell me."

Qiao Xiaoxuan nodded and turned his hand over. A shiny ring appeared in his hand, but it was the thing that robbed the two infighting Jizushan brothers that day. He threw it casually and Lao Tao took it.

Suddenly, like being electrocuted, Lao Tao only felt that his qi and blood were frozen all over his body and could not move. A vast idea in the ring poured into his body, and then there were stormy waves in the sea of knowledge, countless words and images flew, and his brain was about to burst into general pain.

It seems that thousands of years have passed, and it seems that in a moment, Lao Tao woke up leisurely, fell to the ground, and said gratefully, "Thank you for passing the law!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan waved his hand and said, "I don't know why you are loyal to me, but I can see that you are really loyal, so if you don't say it, maybe you have your own grievances. This is not mentioned. Since you are loyal to me, I want to return the favor. This ring is an ancient magic weapon, and it is also taken from others. Use it yourself to experience it slowly. The magic formula in your mind is the "Chicken Foot Demon Void Treasure" written by Jizu Mountain, but you have to practice well.

Lao Tao said goodbye again: "Yes!"

"There is a hole near here. In the acupuncture point, there is a toad python in it, a spirit fox, you pick it up and lead it back. It's easy to be injuvenated, understand?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan waved his hand and Lao Tao retreated.

The stars and moon are all over the sky, and the magic river is gurgling.

The cold and pure moonlight sprinkled down, and a Xuanyi stood on the bank of the Devil River, holding a bronze sword in his hand, and his silver hair fluttered.

The moonlight fell on his body, as if it had melted, and disappeared into his body. There is no shadow behind him.

Qiao Xiaoxuan looked at his orchard on the other side and the villa. What happened that night was still in front of him. Unexpectedly, in less than half a year, his life had undergone earth-shaking changes, and even he was no longer a human being.

"One finger of heaven and earth, one horse of all things."

It doesn't matter whether people are human or not. Heaven and earth are opened by Pangu, and everything is transformed by Pangu, which is the same.

"Come out." Qiao Xiaoxuan said lightly.

Three minutes, quiet as usual.

"Can't you understand Chinese?" Qiao Xiaoxuan raised his eyebrows puzzledly.

"Squeak! Jie Jie!"

The strange call like a night owl sounded out of thin air, and the light and shadow changed. Qiao Xiaoxuan stood three figures ten feet away, all dressed in dresses, like a group of middle-world aristocrats attending the dinner party. The man in the middle was the oldest, with a series of medals on his left chest, afraid that others would not know his prominence.

"Are you a marrow-absorbing monster?" Qiao Xiaoxuan asked.

The two young people are like benchmarks, motionless. The old man smiled and stroked his chest. "Hello, Oriental, you should call us blood clan, or the darling of the night."

Qiao Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "Or should I call you a group of corpses that will not decay?"

Roar!

The two young blood clans roared, with bat wings and tusks, but they were stopped by the old man. He straightened his clothes and took out a delicate cane from nowhere. The huge ruby on it was enough to make any female creature crazy.

"Arrogant Oriental, I know that Clark boarded the heart nucleus into your body, oh! Damn God, for some reason, your soul as small as a reptile has defeated Clark, so you have gained power beyond ordinary people. However, this is not enough to be the capital to insult several noble blood clans.

The old man smiled and looked at Qiao Xiaoxuan like a naughty child. "Well, young man, the beautiful East makes me feel good, so I can give you a chance to hand over things. Maybe I can let you survive."

Qiao Xiaoxuan raised his eyebrows, "Real? But I'm not in a good mood, so you'd better die!"

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Xiaoxuan stepped out. He had arrived in front of the three nobles. His right hand trembled slightly. The bronze sword turned into a sword flower and enveloped the old man's chest and abdomen. In his eyes, there were already two blood lights flying, which fell into the eyebrows of the two young blood clans and integrated into them.

The very elegant old vampire seems to have forgotten his aristocratic identity. His eyes are open uncontrollably. With his rotten wisdom, he can't imagine how a blood puppet can be faster than him?

What's more terrible is that the chill emanating from Qiao Xiaoxuan's whole body also made his cold-loving blood marquis feel cold.

Then, the bloody marquis tasted the taste of long sleep.

Qiao Xiaoxuan held a bronze sword without any blood and watched the performance of the two blood clans next to him with great interest. They frantically tore their hair and put their heads to the ground. It seemed that there were some bugs gnawing at their brains, and a cry from the soul was like a nightmare.

Qiao Xiaoxuan stretched out his hand and raised it flatly. The invisible power bound the two vampires and raised them into the air. The young face was visibly aging rapidly. It seemed that time was particularly harsh on them.

Qiao Xiaoxuan grabbed it, and the two vampires, who were extremely shrinking with only skin and bones, each twisted into a ball or two, blowing into two blood mist floating in the air.

The dead old marrow-absorbing monster also began to shrink slowly, and the blood flowed into the air and merged with the two blood fogs. Qiao Xiaoxuan's fingers slowly pinched, and the blood fog slowly became smaller. A trace of black line floated out and dissipated in the air, slowly becoming crystal clear, like blood jade.

Qiao Xiaoxuan opened his mouth slightly and sucked, and the crystal jade-like blood mist was thrown into his mouth. There were no trace of a few vampires in the three worlds.

"Yo? Or is it a little immortal demon?"

A joking voice echoed around, and Qiao Xiaoxuan was shocked. His spiritual sense did not notice that someone was approaching? And even if someone speaks, he can't judge the direction of the person. The sound seems to sound from all directions.

"Is it popular to pretend to be mysterious now?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan secretly raised his mana, closed his eyes and listened, and remained motionless.

Wh!

With a sound of wind, Qiao Xiaoxuan opened his eyes for the first time, twisted his body at the same time, and stabbed his sword diagonally to the left side. The condensed evil spirit shot out, but only pierced an innocent tree.

One hand quietly patted Qiao Xiaoxuan's right shoulder, and he dared not move. The time I patted him on the shoulder just now was enough to kill him several times.

"Little guy? Don't be nervous."

Qiao Xiaoxuan looked back, but he was a young man with a beautiful face, a cyan robe, a folding fan with a scarf and a jade belt around his waist, like an ancient nobleman. It's just that the eyebrows are full of sharpness, like a peerless sword out of its sheath, and blood splashes five steps.

"Senior, do you have something to tell me?" Qiao Xiaoxuan came back. If this man wants to kill himself, why do he have to talk nonsense?

"Nothing, nothing. I haven't seen the undead demon for a long time. Let the little Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain kill a clean one. If it's Maoshan grabs back to refine the method, I'm curious. Is there still a pure undead demon like you now?" The man laughed and said that his words were quite easy-going, but his thrilling sword spirit made Qiao Xiaoxuan dare not relax at all.

The man sniffed and asked, "Well, looking at your mysterious spirit, I'm afraid you have a hundred years of Taoism, right? Tell me, which dynasty?"

"Ha ha, it was also a coincidence that I achieved the real body of this undead demon, but it either belonged to any dynasty in the past, or today's people." Qiao Xiaoxuan said with a smile.

"Oh?" The man's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen a treasure. He grabbed Qiao Xiaoxuan's arm and said, "What? Can modern people still become marrow-absorbing monsters? Where can I find such a good shady place? Or what adventure did you have? Say it quickly."

"Ha ha, it's a long story, but I don't know the name of the predecessor?"

"Oh! It's so noisy! The ancestor's name is Zhengang. Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up!"

Qiao Xiaoxuan's heart turned around a few times, "This man seems to be mentally open, like a naive child, but also interesting."

"It turned out to be..."

"Wait a minute!" Zhengang suddenly waved his hand to stop Qiao Xiaoxuan's words, turned around and said, "Little guy, have you offended people?"

Qiao Xiaoxuan wondered, "No?"

"Then why do disciples of Jizu Mountain School follow you? The murder is hidden, and the comers are not good.

Qiao Xiaoxuan frowned secretly, "Chizu Mountain School? Is there any mistake? That's it! I must have found my skills in the Ghost King Hall!"

I just saw that he didn't speak for a long time and said impatiently, "It's not a big deal to offend people. My ancestors have gone to the sea of enemies, and there is an ancestor who is duel in the West Sea."

said with a pat on the forehead, "Oh! By the way, the big bear also asked the ancestor to fight! How can I forget about this?