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

After finishing the story, Chi Ren began to concentrate on making tea.

Li Muchen didn't say anything, and watched Zhinen making tea intently.

He came here to borrow money from Wang Gong. The matter was urgent, but he couldn't rush it.

There is still a dragon suppressed in Qiantang Lake. If the King of Qian's Bow is taken away, can the current Three Pools Reflecting the Moon and the North and South Twin Pagodas still be able to suppress that dragon?

If something happens here, the consequences will be much more serious than the eel demon at sea.

This dragon could be chosen by King Qian to replace the energy of the dragon's veins. Its divine power must be unparalleled by the eel demon. The dragon that originally went up the river to transform into a flying dragon was suppressed here for more than a thousand years. You can imagine its anger. And know.

Once released, the bustling Qiantang, a metropolis with a population of tens of millions, will probably cause what kind of disaster.

So we have to think of a safe way.

Zhiren would not tell him a story for no reason. In addition to the countless invisible threads of heaven and earth that involved Li Muchen, he must have other purposes.

Of course, he didn't need to tell Li Muchen to guess that it was for that flower.

The former little novice monk had an affinity with the Buddha since he was a child. Because of a single good thought, he went through thousands of years and several reincarnations, and finally became a monk.

With Chi Ren's current level of cultivation, there should be nothing he can't let go of in this world. The only fetter on his path to becoming a Buddha was the flower - the former snake demon.

Flowers in the lake, love in the heart.

The heart of flowers is the heart of Buddha.

If flowers are born, love will be born; if flowers die, Buddha will cease to exist.

Everything is due to goodness, and goodness comes from love. However, love has no good results.

If the flowers do not have good fruits, the practice of wisdom and tolerance will never end.

But, how can Li Muchen help him?

Putting the residual soul into the seed, taking advantage of the beautiful scenery of the lake, and being born into a flower, this is already a magical way to turn decay into something magical.

Do you want this flower to turn into a human instantly?

This is not magical, but contrary to the way of heaven.

All things have their own reasons for changing. The magic power of the immortal family can turn stones into gold, but it cannot kill seedlings and encourage them to grow. Otherwise, there would be no three disasters or nine famines in the world. If the year is not good, there is no need to pray for rain. As long as the magic is cast, the yield will be ten thousand stones per mu. If the way of heaven is so chaotic, it will be dominated by the power of chaos and fall into the chaos of order.

No matter how you look at it, this flower will take hundreds of years to transform. It has stolen the demonic energy of the dragon that was suppressed under the Qiantang Lake. In addition, there are eminent monks like Zhiren who are always watching over it, otherwise it will easily die young.

Delicate flowers, a storm, or a cheap tourist can end this reunion that has been waiting for thousands of years.

"Master, what do you need me to do?" Li Muchen asked simply.

Of course Zhiren knew what he was asking, but he didn't answer. He just focused on boiling water and making tea.

After brewing a new pot of tea and filling Li Muchen's teacup, he slowly spoke and asked, "Donor Li is here for King Qian Gong, right?"

Li Muchen just picked up the tea cup, feeling slightly stunned. He stopped the cup and stared at it, saying: "The monk's predictions are very accurate!"

Zhi Ren smiled and said, "The monk only practices Buddhism and doesn't know how to tell fortunes."

"Then how do you know my purpose of coming?"

"That day, when I met Donor Li by chance at the Three Ponds Reflecting the Moon, I knew that the Donor was in this fate. The Donor was a man of great enlightenment, but he often saw Buddhist monks not coming in, indicating that he had no connection with the Buddha. I am afraid that he did not come to worship the Buddha. Of course, they are not here for me, an old monk."

"So you are assuming that I am here for King Qian Gong?"

"The poor monk said that he doesn't know how to tell fortunes, and all calculations are inaccurate."

"Then how do you know..."

"Qian Kun called me and told me."

Li Muchen suddenly realized that he had forgotten that there were mobile phones in the temple, and he laughed.

"Master, I'll be the first to say it. It's true that you are here for Qian Wanggong."

Then he told about the purple electric dragon eel in the East China Sea.

"This matter is related to the safety of the people along the coast. I would like to borrow money from Wang Gong to use it to deal with the dragon eel and return it immediately. I just don't know if it will have any impact on Qiantang Lake?"

Zhiren said: "The earth's energy has changed over the millennium, and the current layout of Qiantang is no longer the one designed by King Wu Yue. After the collapse of Leifeng Pagoda, the earth's energy leaked, and the power to suppress the dragons gradually became insufficient. Although Leifeng was later rebuilt, The tower only caters to the tourism economy and has a very limited effect on the earth's atmosphere. Nowadays, the earth's atmosphere in China is turbulent, secret realms are opened in various places, and the dragon at the bottom of the lake seems to be unsettled."

Li Muchen sighed. It seemed that this road was blocked. Without Qianwang Gong, he could only take Yan Jin and Sister Mei to Kowloon Island to try it with the dragon fishing pole and the Seven Treasures Dragon Subduing Mask.

It’s just that the dragon fishing pole and the Seven Treasures Dragon Subduing Cover are magic weapons for trapping dragons, not magic weapons for killing dragons. The eel demon was already trapped by the dragon-locking formation. If you add magic weapons, it can only lock him more firmly and free his two flags. However, it is still difficult to kill that thing.

Zhi Ren was silent for a moment and said: "Donor Li, how many days do you want it to take? If the time is not long, as long as the earth's atmosphere in the Tianmu Mountains does not change drastically, the poor monk is sure to maintain the stability of Qiantang Lake. But if it takes too long... …”

"One day is enough."

Li Muchen had never used the Qianwang Bow before, so he didn't know the usage and power of this bow, but he thought the eel demon was already trapped. If the Qianwang Bow was powerful enough, it would only take a moment to kill the eel demon. If you can't kill him, just return him immediately.

Zhiren nodded: "Okay, then let me prepare. You will come to get the bow in three days."

Li Muchen knew that the situation in Qiantang was serious. In order to prevent Qian Wanggong from mutating after his suppressive power disappeared, Zhiren needed to make complete preparations.

Three days is not a long time. The Dragon Locking Formation over there is guarded by Senior Brother Lu and Bando Shuichi. With his two flags, Senior Brother Lu still has a spare one in his hand. The eel demon cannot escape no matter what.

He said goodbye to Zhilin, left Tianzhu Temple, and returned to Hecheng, just in time to go home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But after returning, he discovered that there were only two people in Wutong Residence, Xu Guoli and Aunt Qing.

It turned out that everyone thought that Li Muchen had gone to North America and had not returned yet, so Lin Manqing naturally went back to the Lin family to spend the holidays with his parents, Mashan went to Nanyang, and Ding Xiang was studying at Nanjiang University. Thinking that he would be alone when he went back, he stayed in Qiantang. I went to watch the World Sports Games with my classmates and cheered for the Chinese athletes.

As for the others, they were all dragged by Sister Mei to the Jianghu Hotel to help. There were too many tourists during this holiday, and the Jianghu Hotel is now famous.

Originally, there was a White Jingjing in Wutong Residence, but just before the festival, Wong Dashan, who was far away in the capital, kindly invited Bai Jingjing to his Wong Tai Sin Temple to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yin Ying, who happened to come to Hecheng a while ago, reunited with A Dong, the former "eldest brother" of the Beggar Clan, and lived in Hecheng for a while. She did not plan to return to Beijing to visit her master Duan Furong before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At Huang Dashan's request, Yin Ying took Bai Jingjing to the capital.

As a result, Aunt Qing and Xu Guoli were the only two people left in the huge Wutongju.

Li Muchen picked up two boxes of mooncakes and went to the Lin family to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

When Yan Huimin saw Li Muchen, she opened her mouth with joy and cooked the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner herself.

The family enjoyed the moonlight viewing at Beixi Villa and had a great time.

Sitting in the garden of the villa, looking at the bright moon above his head, Li Muchen couldn't help but think of the dark clouds over the Lin family when he first arrived in Hecheng, and the old man Lin Shangyi.

After practicing in the mountains for a long time, I realized that the changes in the world are so unpredictable. Life and death are happening every day, and the changes in the world are changing.

Years, for practitioners, are the cycle of catastrophes. For mortals, it is eternal freedom from suffering.