Prehistoric: God-level choice, take Zhao Gongming at the beginning

Chapter 540 The Demon King of Xuanying Cave and Ciyun Temple Confronted!

After walking around, it was getting dark, and the old monk took Jiang Liu'er back to Ciyun Temple to prepare some sesame oil.

As the No. 1 temple in Jinping Mansion with a rich heritage, it is natural to prepare a lot of sesame oil.

There are ten large vats filled with golden sesame oil. When you smell the fragrance, your nose is disabled and you can't ask anything.

As the sky grew dark, the old monk said to Jiang Liu'er and his group, "It's late at night. You go and have a rest. Someone must be on duty during the Lantern Festival."

Jiang Liu'er had an idea and gave Sun Wukong a look.

Sun Wukong quickly stood up and said, "Old abbot, let us be on duty for you. We haven't met the Buddha yet, so we should take this opportunity to broaden our horizons."

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The old monk hesitated.

Sun Wukong hurriedly struck again while the iron was hot, "Don't worry, Abbot, we will definitely handle it perfectly for you, and we will never lose the face of Ciyun Temple."

The old monk nodded, "Actually, it doesn't matter who is on duty. There are just a few points I have to tell you. First, when the Buddha appears, you must kneel down three times and bow nine times. Show respect for the Buddha. Secondly, when the Buddha is extracting oil, you have to lower your heads and cannot look at the Buddha. Thirdly, after the Buddha has finished extracting oil, you have to say, please ask the Buddha to come again to extract oil next year. Only then will you leave happily.”

"Okay, we understand."

Sun Wukong agreed immediately.

It was late at night, and all the monks in Ciyun Temple had gone to rest early.

In front of the cold, deep courtyard, Jiang Liu'er and several others sat on stone benches, guarding ten large vats of sesame oil.

Zhu Ganghe sniffed the scent of sesame oil, and drool left the corner of his mouth, "It smells so good."

As he said that, his hand involuntarily touched the edge of the tank, but before he could apply the sesame oil, Sun Wukong slapped his hand. Zhu Ganghye was so frightened that he immediately retracted his hand.

Jiang Liuer smiled and said, "Today we will see if the Buddha is as good as the people of Jinping Mansion say."

Anyway, others believe it, but Jiang Liuer doesn’t believe it.

Buddhism is a very broad concept. Of course, there are many true Buddhas who truly care about the world and are compassionate. But like the group of Buddhas in Daleiyin Temple, Jiang Liuer can guarantee that none of them are good.

It would be too cheap for them to exchange for some sesame oil.

As the night gets darker, even the stars in the sky seem to have shrunk their light, as if they were stained by ink. Looking up, there is darkness everywhere.

At the same time, outside Jinping Mansion, in Qinglong Mountain, in Xuanying Cave.

Three strong men walked out. Each of the strong men was about ten feet tall, with a strong body, a strong back and a strong waist, and an aura that was extremely rich and powerful.

These three figures turned out to be the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal. They seemed to be only one step away from Da Luo.

These three monsters are actually three alien rhinos, living in the Xuanying Cave in Qinglong Mountain.

Among them, the eldest is called the King of Avoiding the Cold, the second is called the King of Avoiding the Summer, and the third is called the King of Avoiding the Dust.

The three rhinoceros monsters are extremely talented, and they received guidance from experts when they were young. Their cultivation is extremely amazing, and they are the well-deserved kings of the entire Tianzhu territory.

But the three demon kings are indifferent by nature and have no interest in claiming kingship and hegemony.

So he only guarded this three-acre area of ​​Jinping Mansion, and asked the people of Jinping Mansion to prepare jars of sesame oil every other year.

Of course, the three rhino spirits are not free. During this year, they will ensure that the people of Jinping Mansion have good weather and a bumper harvest.

So all in all, the people of Jinping Mansion are doing much better than other places!

Bichen smacked his lips, "Brother, second brother, the sesame oil tastes so good. I can't get enough of it. We've just run out of stock. Today, I have to have a big meal."

With a smile on his face, Ban Han said, "Today is the Lantern Festival. Third brother, just go ahead and eat as much as you can."

Qi Xing sighed a little and said, "It's just a pity. Every time we appear, we are as Buddhist Buddhas. I can't stand those bald donkeys in Buddhism, but I prefer to give them the reputation."

Bihan waved his hand and said seriously, "Second brother, you have to know what kind of place this is. This is Tianzhu. Strictly speaking, it is also the territory of Buddhism. If we don't keep a low profile, aren't we looking for death?"

Yan Qiu snorted, "The Three Realms are so big. We don't have to stay here in Tianzhu. We can still live a pleasant life in another place without the bird-like atmosphere of Buddhism."

Bichen repeatedly agreed, "Second brother is right. I can't stand those bald donkeys. They look sanctimonious all day long and I hate them. If it weren't for the delicious sesame oil in Jinping Mansion, I wouldn't want to stay here. "

Shen Han shook his head and said no more, "Let's go and harvest the sesame oil. Last year was another big harvest. The sesame oil offered this year will definitely not be less than last year."

The three rhinoceros monsters nodded and flew towards Jinping Mansion on the clouds.

In Jinping Mansion, Bichen used his magical power and collected jars of sesame oil. He felt very happy. In addition, the three people appeared from time to time and transformed into Guanyin Bodhisattva, Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. The people of Jinping Mansion paid their respects one after another. Worship and kowtow like pounding garlic.

After collecting the sesame oil offerings in the west and north of the city, the three demons saw the faint lights in Ciyun Temple from afar.

Bichen was overjoyed and said, "Brother, second brother, the sesame oil from Ciyun Temple is plentiful and good. Let's collect it quickly."

The three of them flew to Ciyun Temple and transformed into Guanyin, Manjusri and Samantabhadra. Their whole bodies exuded a faint brilliance, like a layer of silver gauze covering their bodies, which was sacred and inviolable.

"We will pay our respects to Venerable Guanyin, Venerable Manjusri, and Venerable Samantabhadra."

Jiang Liu'er and others followed the original plan and bowed their heads, but they only bowed and did not perform the kneeling ceremony as the old abbot said.

Yan Xing was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, he rolled up the ten large vats, took away the sesame oil in the vats, and then placed the ten vats where they were.

"I'll eat ten jars of sesame oil today," said Bi Han, "and I'll ensure you have good weather and no worries about food and drink next year."

After saying that, the three demons were about to leave. Suddenly, Jiang Liu'er, Sun Wukong, and the little black dragon suddenly raised their heads.

"Three Buddhas, long time no see. Do you still recognize Jiang Liu'er?"

Jiang Liuer had a smile on his face, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

To avoid the cold, to avoid the heat, to avoid the dust. Jiang Liu'er? Does the monk in front of them know the Buddha they are pretending to be?

The three of them tried their best to avoid the cold, the heat, and the dust, but they didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

She is the big brother who avoids the cold. He is quick-witted and naturally knows that in Tianzhu, the land of Buddhism, pretending to be a Buddha is absolutely a heinous crime and cannot be exposed.

So he turned around and said expressionlessly, "Jiang Liu'er, I've never heard of him, how do you know me?"