The young monk has returned to secular life

Mu Yunqing didn't expect that Zhao Fengnian would actually come and act so quickly.

Just a few days later, a fair-skinned, beautiful and long-legged vixen really appeared. This was so out of character.

She wanted to write a petition and burn it directly to the Immortal Emperor, but Yizhen grabbed her arm.

"Why did you stop me?" Mu Yunqing asked, "Is what he did just what you wanted?"

Yi Zhen thought to himself, you are asking this, do I dare to say so?

"Madam, you misunderstood me.

As the saying goes, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. What's more, Zhao Fengnian is still the master of the Immortal Lord's palace. We can't afford to offend him for the time being.

We might as well turn a major issue into a trivial matter and take the initiative to reconcile with him, and this matter will be over soon.

If you don't even say hello and go directly to the Immortal Emperor, then there really is no room for maneuver.

How about we go have breakfast first, and then try to contact Zhao Fengnian after I have saved Monk Zhiyun.

If he won't take it, it won't be too late for us to go to the Immortal Emperor to complain. "

Mu Yunqing thought for a while and felt that what Yi Zhen said made sense.

They had no grudge against Zhao Fengnian originally, they just had a few arguments. Now thinking about it, it wasn't entirely the old guy's fault.

Moreover, the old naughty boy seems to be a soft-spoken person, so if you try to be tough with him, it might be counterproductive.

His most urgent request was to endure the calm for a while and let him cut off the red line between Yi Zhen and that little vixen.

She took a deep breath and warned: "You are not allowed to enter the Holy Light Tower until this matter is resolved. Do you hear me?"

"Yes!" Yi Zhen answered simply, but that was not what he thought in his heart.

The Holy Light Tower is his territory, and it would be too easy for him to enter without others knowing.

Although Mu Yunqing still felt a little uncomfortable, she thought it was not a big deal to arrive an hour late, so there was no harm in waiting.

Unexpectedly, just one hour too late almost made her regret.

The two ate breakfast quickly, and Yizhen couldn't wait to drive Monk Zhiyun out of Qianyuan Umbrella.

Monk Zhiyun stood under the eaves, terrified in his heart.

Yi Zhen didn't let himself out when it was dark. Now that the sun came out, he "showed mercy" and let himself out.

This is certainly not a good thing.

When he saw his body being carried from the woodshed to the front yard by his servants, he understood what Yizhen wanted to do.

He hurriedly begged for mercy: "Senior nephew Yizhen, I have finally reached the eighth level of cultivation. I don't want to be reincarnated, so please let me go."

"Amitabha, you are so good." Yizhen clasped his hands together and said calmly: "Uncle Zhiyun, as an eminent monk, you should have silenced all thoughts.

How can you say such things as lusting after the world? "

Zhiyun hurriedly explained: "Master nephew, you misunderstood me.

I'm not greedy for the world, I just don't want to waste my life's practice.

Even though I no longer have a physical body, I still want to continue practicing Buddhism and achieve Bodhi in my spiritual body. I also ask Master Nephew Yizhen to help me. "

Yizhen blinked and asked softly: "It seems that the Buddhism you practiced during your lifetime is not suitable for continuing to practice in a spiritual body, right?"

Zhiyun seemed to relax after hearing Yizhen's words, and immediately said flatteringly: "My nephew, I don't know, there is a Buddhist spiritual practice that has been passed down in Fayuan Temple.

If my nephew wants to learn, I can pass it on to him. "

Zhiyun is at the eighth level, and he is considered to be at the top of his cultivation among the monks and Buddhas in the world.

He knows a lot about the six realms of reincarnation.

Nowadays, he is talking about his nephew, and he does not hesitate to use Fayuan Temple's secret method to bribe Yi Zhen, and he is extremely flattering, just to get Yizhen to let him go.

Yi Zhen couldn't help but think of the "Ksitigarbha Bible" he had stolen from the big black ghost, which was taught to him by Zen Master Huiyu. He thought it was the Buddhist spiritual practice method Zhiyun mentioned.

But he already knew this Buddhist teaching, and it was more advanced than Zhiyun's, so he could only stick to his principles.

He said calmly: "Amitabha, if you let go of one thought, everything will become empty.

As an accomplished monk, how could my uncle be reluctant to give up this life?

It's getting late, so I'd better send you on your way. "

"do not want!"

Seeing that he was serious, Zhiyun hurriedly stopped him and said, "Master nephew, we are both disciples of Buddhism and come from the same origin, so we should help each other.

As long as my nephew is willing to let me go, I can agree to any conditions you have. "

Being able to say such bottomless things shows how afraid Monk Zhiyun is of entering the six realms of reincarnation.

An eminent monk at his level is supposed to have basically taken life and death lightly.

Because monks are different from other magicians. Once they enter the eighth level, they are all enlightened people who have a very profound understanding of Buddhism.

Relying on their Dharma cultivation in this life, they will enjoy glory and wealth in the next life, or directly reincarnate in the fairy world and escape from the mortal world.

But now, Zhiyun would rather be a ghost than reincarnate, which only shows that there is a ghost in his heart.

Yi Zhen understood, and his expression became even colder.

"Are you scared?"

Zhiyun said insincerely: "What do I have to be afraid of? I just don't want to waste my practice in this life."

Yizhen smiled slightly and consoled him: "According to my uncle's cultivation, reincarnation will only bring me closer to Buddha Tathagata, so how can I waste my cultivation in this life?

Just go ahead with peace of mind. "

Yi Zhen's words were very tactful, but the meaning he wanted to express was unquestionable.

Zhiyun almost became an ant on the hot pot. He wanted to continue begging Yizhen to let him go, but Yizhen didn't give him this chance at all. He had already recited the "Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Sutra".

Seeing his soul getting weaker and weaker, Zhiyun could no longer maintain his original intention.

He began to curse viciously: "Yizhen, you shameless villain.

You betrayed the Buddha, killed innocent people indiscriminately, harmed your fellow disciples, and were greedy for sex...

You must die! "

Yizhen turned a deaf ear to his curse. After reciting the "Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Sutra" three times, Zhiyun had completely dissipated in the world.

In the Holy Light Tower, Zhiyun fell into the hell realm, the third level of the six paths of reincarnation.

He was also inevitably punished by the burning punishment of the Nine Netherworld Fire. With the blessing of reincarnation karma, Monk Zhiyun was burned and howled incessantly.

Yizhen looked at his life and couldn't help but sigh secretly, feeling sorry for him.

If Zhiyun's life could be summed up in four words, it would be "no guarantee at the end of the year."

Before he entered the eighth-level realm, he was still worthy of the four words "an eminent monk".

But when he entered the seventh-level realm, something happened that completely changed the trajectory of his life.