The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Ding Xiang and Wu Hua were walking on the road with Xu Xiaobei's arms.

She also used the Six Void Rotation Method to drive the space. Unlike when she came in, she had to track the breath. This time she was escaping, as fast as flying.

Their plan was to return to Zhangmu first, and then immediately find a way to contact Li Muchen.

As long as Li Muchen can arrive within a month, he can rescue Xiaobai and Xiaohei.

After a while, they passed the pass and arrived near the village of Muktina.

Ding Xiang was still hesitating whether to stop for a while, ask the villagers for a drink of water, and take two pills. After all, Wu Hua and Xu Xiaobei were both seriously injured, and they had just been treated briefly.

Before she could decide, suddenly a big hand fell from the sky, like the palm of Tathagata.

Ding Xiang secretly thought that something was wrong, activated her magic power, and wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape at all.

The palms were overwhelming and they were caught in one fell swoop.

Then, they appeared in a spacious and clean hall. On the west wall were paintings that they could not understand, which seemed to be some demons, gods, and Buddhas.

There is a statue of the god in the center of the hall.

This statue has three heads and three bodies. At first glance, it looks like three people, but they are connected into one body and it is difficult to distinguish them from each other.

One of the bodies is sitting upright on the lotus platform, with a miserable expression on his face, as if he has experienced all the suffering in the world.

The second body was tilted, with his arms raised high, holding a thunder pestle and steel fork in his hand, glaring angrily, like a fierce god.

The third body is extremely graceful, with jade legs stretched diagonally, pink breasts slightly open, and a charming face, like a singer dancing for nine days.

The key is that the three bodies of the statue are clearly back to back and close together. Logically speaking, they should be facing three different directions. However, people in the front of the hall can see three different sides at the same time, as if the three sides of the statue are facing them. .

On the steps in front of the statue, there is a human-height Vajra statue that looks very lifelike.

Next, there is a bright and colorful carpet like a thangka. Sitting on the lotus pattern in the middle of the carpet is a haggard monk, wearing a gorgeous cassock, as if a dying person has just put on the shroud carefully prepared by his family.

"Where is this place?" Ding Xiang was thinking, does the big hand grabbed by the void belong to the monk or the statue?

"This is Muktina, the abode of God. This is the Living Buddha Bowu. Why don't you pay homage to the Living Buddha!" ​​A monk next to the old monk said in a commanding tone.

"No, don't scare the child!" Living Buddha Bo Wu stopped his disciples, "I am not a living Buddha, I am just a servant of God."

"Amitabha!" Wuhua clasped his hands and said, "Since you believe in Buddha, you should not serve gods. I wonder which sect your temple belongs to?"

"How dare you!" Bowu's disciples shouted angrily, "How dare you speak rudely to the Living Buddha in front of Lord Shiva?!"

Bowu waved his hand: "It's okay, don't be angry at ignorant mortals."

Then he looked at Wuhua and said, "Seeing as you are also dressed as a monk, you must be from the land over the plateau and practice the so-called Mahayana Buddhism, right?"

He chuckled, a look of compassion on his withered face.

"The end of your practice is Buddha, but that is the starting point of my practice. So, they call me the Living Buddha."

Wuhua was stunned.

"The Buddha is a person with perfect enlightenment. Now that he is perfect, how can he practice? How can he be the starting point?"

Bowu smiled and said: "What is perfection?"

"The perfect person has no shortcomings, has insight into the Dharma Realm, is aware of the truth, has sufficient wisdom, and is the other side of the world."

"Yes, your Buddha is on the other side, and I am also on the other side!" said Bowu.

Wuhua shook his head and said, "No, you are here."

Bowu laughed heartily: "Poor people don't recognize gold when they see it, they think it is stone. Young monk, have you ever seen the Buddha? Now, the Buddha is right in front of you, and he is here to ferry you!"

Wu Hua was inexplicably moved. The face of the monk in front of her gradually became kind and lovely, and the tall statue in the hall no longer seemed so strange.

"Wuhua!" Ding Xiang shouted, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he is bewitching you, his voice is magical!"

Wu Huaji Lingling shivered, suddenly woke up, immediately recited the Buddhist mantra, calmed her mind, and said to herself: What a danger!

Living Buddha Bo Wu looked at Ding Xiang, his withered face was not angry, but showed joy.

"Very good! Very good!" He nodded repeatedly, "Sure enough, he has a body of five yin! Not only does he have a body of five yin, he is also so intelligent, and his dharma veins are also unique. The body veins are actually consistent with the earth veins of this place!"

Ding Xiang was shocked, how did this old monk know that his body veins were consistent with the earth veins here?

"Ah, are you a gift given to me by God? Are you the soul of a goddess reincarnated from the snow-capped mountains? Be my concubine. This time I will hold a grand ceremony for you, just like how Lord Shiva married Sati. Marry you." There was a hint of excitement in Bo Wu's voice.

"Bah! Don't even think about it!" Ding Xiang cursed.

Bo Wu was not angry and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I won't force you. However, you are chosen by God. If you don't agree, God will be angry and punish you."

"The worst case scenario is death. Just kill me!"

"Ah, no, God will not kill you, but will only punish you according to God's laws. You have deceived God, and God will send you to the hell of lust and delusion, and let the thousands of evil ghosts there become your husband and ruin your five lives. Yin body pulse, suck your soul dry."

Ding Xiang's hair stood up when she heard this. Although she didn't believe in hell, the viciousness of this old guy's words made people shudder.

"But if you stay here and be my concubine, you can practice dual cultivation with me and share bliss. Not only will you not have to suffer, but you will also achieve enlightenment perfection in endless happiness. You will be under the watchful eye of Lord Shiva. Come down and become a revered god in this land.”

After Bo Wu finished speaking, he looked at Lilac with a smile, his face full of confidence.

"You...don't even think about it!" Ding Xiang said through gritted teeth.

Bo Wu sighed: "Okay, then there is only one way."

The disciple next to him suddenly said: "Living Buddha, we are going to go to the hell of lust and delusion anyway, why not let the disciples be happy first!"

The living Buddha's face sank: "Can you afford to enjoy the body of the five yin beings and the reincarnation of a goddess?"

The disciple trembled with fright and quickly knelt down: "Please forgive me, Living Buddha!"

"Forget it, I think you are ignorant, just back off."

Bowu waited for the disciple to step aside, stretched out his palm, and raised it slightly, as if he was holding something in his hand.

Lilacs floated up from the ground and floated in front of the tall three-body statue.

The faces of the gods suddenly came to life, the miserable ones became more miserable, the ferocious ones became more ferocious, and the charming ones showed their lustful looks when they saw Lilac.

Ding Xiang felt a little panicked and wanted to struggle, but she couldn't.

She seemed to see the entrance to hell. In the dark depths, countless evil ghosts were salivating and looking at her greedily.

As long as Living Buddha Bowu's hand loosens and the power of the void disappears, she will fall into the abyss.

"I ask you again, are you willing to be my concubine?"

"Dream!" Lilac said firmly.

Bo Wu sighed: "Oh, what an obsession! Do you know the suffering of hell, where there is no time, no reincarnation, only endless humiliation, torture and pain. Now, unless you promise me, or someone takes my place, Go die, otherwise, you will never recover!"

"I won't promise you!" Ding Xiang's attitude remained firm.

"Then there's no way."

Just as Bowu was about to turn over his hands, he suddenly heard someone say: "Wait a minute! I will die for her!"

The person who spoke was Xu Xiaobei.

Xu Xiaobei was seriously injured, so he didn't speak until now.

He was originally lying on the ground, but now he sat up with his hands supporting him, his legs rolled up like twists crossed to the side.

"Old guy, if you are truly a living Buddha, you should keep your word. You just said that as long as someone dies for her, you can let her go."

Bo Wu looked at the seriously injured young man with some surprise: "Yes, I said that, but are you really willing to die for her? You must know that that is not a simple death, that is going to hell!"

Xu Xiaobei laughed: "So what if you go to hell? I'll take her place!"