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

"Tian Wu Ziyun?!"

Monk Huideng and Luo Shihao, who was surrounded by black clouds, exclaimed at the same time.

When Xingkong heard their exclamations, he opened his eyes wide in shock and looked at the purple light in the sky.

It turned out that the purple cloud released by the woman who had fought with him for a long time at the foot of the mountain was actually the legendary Tianwu Purple Cloud!

"This woman is actually an old witch!" Xingkong thought.

Monk Huideng returned to normal after a brief shock. He lowered his head and focused on chanting mantras and casting spells. With the help of the heavenly wizard Ziyun, the Buddha's light became brighter and his power increased greatly.

The dark clouds in the sky twisted even more violently.

"So you are from the Heavenly Witch lineage!" Luo Shihao's voice rang out, "Although you are not the person that the Dark Servant asked me to wait for, you must be related to that person. Help me deal with this old bald donkey, and when I come out, take me to see the Holy Lord!"

Lin Manqing said coldly: "Do you think it's possible? You also said that you are the Holy Lord. How could a saint want a devil like you by his side?"

"Are you testing me? The Holy Lord is the Demon Lord, and the Holy King is also the Demon King. The difference between good and evil is a trivial matter in the world. Even the sword immortals in Kunlun don't care about it." Luo Shihao said.

"Oh, you are quite insightful. Let me ask you, do you know what the Holy Lord wants to do?" Lin Manqing said.

"Destroy Kunlun, sweep the underworld, kill Buddha and destroy Taoism. I am the only one who reigns supreme in both the Yin and Yang worlds!" said Luo Shihao.

Lin Manqing shook her head and sighed: "So, you are not qualified to follow the Holy Lord, because you can't understand the Holy Lord's heart at all."

"Am I wrong?"

"Of course not."

"Then tell me, what does the Holy Lord do?"

"He never wants to be the only one in the world. All he wants to do is give everyone an equal opportunity..." Lin Manqing raised her head, as if looking at the sky, as if looking at the mountains in the distance.

"What equal opportunity?" Luo Shihao asked.

"You won't understand, you will never understand." Lin Manqing said.

"Hmph, you are so pretentious and talking nonsense!" Luo Shihao said disdainfully, "In this world, the strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak. Kunlun rules over the world on behalf of the heavens; Hades is in the underworld, in charge of the netherworld. If we don't destroy them, we will always be under the control of the people. What kind of a saint is this?"

Lin Manqing knew that Luo Shihao could not possibly understand Li Muchen's way, so she did not intend to say anything more.

On the contrary, Hui Deng, after listening to Lin Manqing's words, seemed to have realized something, and he kept saying: "Man is for me, I am for heaven, there is no heaven in heaven, there is no mountain in Lingshan, all living beings are Buddhas, ants can become immortals... Amitabha! The donor's words awakened the dreamer!"

Lin Manqing was a little surprised. She didn't expect that her words to test Luo Shihao would awaken the old monk. She smiled and said, "The monk has his own cultivation, which is not caused by me."

Luo Shihao was furious when he heard this: "What are you two doing here? Haha, I understand, you are not the person that Mingpu asked me to wait for! I heard Mingpu say that there is a traitor around the Holy Lord, could it be you?!"

Lin Manqing was a little amused and confused. How did she come to this conclusion?

Knowing that it was useless to say more, he increased his magical powers, with the help of the heavenly witch Ziyun and Huideng's Buddhist teachings, intending to subdue Luo Shihao as soon as possible.

The purple clouds and golden light in the sky worked together to compress the black clouds tighter and tighter, but they were unable to cut off its connection with the valley bottom.

Black fog rolled in the valley, and the mist kept floating up, turning into evil spirits, fighting against the Buddha's light.

Huideng's face looked a little ugly. Although with the help of the heavenly witch Ziyun, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, but every time he killed a fierce ghost, it would increase Huideng's karma and sins, and erode his Buddhist practice.

Luo Shihao's sneer came from the air:

"Hahaha, what can Heavenly Witch Ziyun do? Without the power of the Taihang and Yanshan veins, and without the Five Peaks Chain, none of you can seal the Prison of Life. Unless Witch Linglong comes in person, even if Concubine Wumu comes, she can't stop me from leaving the mountain. When I come out, I will summon 100,000 ghost soldiers from Fengdu to flatten Mount Wutai, open up the netherworld road in the Prison of Life, and let the water of the Yellow Spring surge to the human world. Then, hahaha..."

Huideng's face looked a little pale.

He took a step forward and reached the edge of the cliff. Then he chanted the Buddha's name, and the rainbow light above his head became brighter.

"Master!" Xingkong sensed something bad and ran towards the edge of the cliff.

"Xingkong, stop!"

"Master!" Xingkong had no choice but to stop.

"Go down the mountain. There are still 128 temples in Wutai Mountain, belonging to different sects. From now on, you have to lead everyone to practice, abandon sectarianism, live in harmony with others, and make progress together."

"Master..."

"Hehe, old bald donkey, what do you want to do? You can't beat me, are you too ashamed, and plan to jump off the cliff and commit suicide?" Luo Shihao sneered.

"Amitabha! Buddha said if I don't go to hell, who will..." Hui Deng took another step forward, "Back then, I followed the master's instructions and lived in Lingying Temple, guarding the Prison of Life for 500 years. Before his death, the master said that if the dragon veins were cut off and Mount Wutai was sunken, we should learn from Ksitigarbha. I didn't understand it at the time, but today I was enlightened by the female donor, and it was as if I woke up from a dream. Buddha is born from the heart, and the body becomes Buddha. No one can seal the Prison of Life, but there are always people who can save the souls in the prison..."

"You..." Luo Shihao was shocked, "Old bald donkey, what are you going to do?"

Everyone understood what Huideng was going to do.

"Female donor, please help me entangle Luo Shihao with the Heavenly Witch Purple Cloud. After I jump down, Luo Shihao will no longer have the help of the living souls in the prison, but he still has the power of the eternal ghost cultivator. The donor must be careful when dealing with it. Although the Five Peaks Chain is broken, Mount Wutai is the place where the Buddha descended. The donor can use the light of the Five Peaks to destroy the Ghost King."

He added, "Xingkong, I am going to save the trapped souls. In addition to my cultivation, I will also take away the Buddha energy that has been condensed in Mount Wutai for thousands of years. From now on, all the temples of Mount Wutai will rely on you to maintain them. Don't let the Buddhism of Mount Wutai decline from now on."

"Master..." Xingkong was very anxious, but he didn't know whether he should stop it.

Lin Manqing frowned slightly: "Master, we still have other ways to try. It's not time to sacrifice ourselves yet."

Hui Deng laughed, "Haha, I know the donor has some magic weapons in her hands, but they may not be applicable here. From the day I took over the responsibility of guarding the prison from my master, I was prepared to not become a Buddha in this life. But without the donor's enlightenment and the Buddha's light in my heart, my cultivation may not be able to save the countless suffering souls. The donor's arrival has helped me achieve my goal."

He also said, "Qiantang has wisdom and patience, Taihang has the light of wisdom. Lingshan cannot be illuminated by a small monk."

Seeing that Hui Deng was determined, Lin Manqing stopped trying to dissuade him. Everyone has their own practice, and Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. If you forcibly stop him, it will mess up cause and effect, and not only will you be implicated, but you may also do something bad with good intentions, hindering others' practice.

But the purpose of coming here today has not been achieved yet, and I still need to figure it out. I was wondering whether I should ask.

But Huideng had already leaped up and into the valley, disappearing in the thick black fog like sea waves.