Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

Chang Qing also knew the purpose of Kale Buddha coming to the human world. He pretended to lead the Zen master and others to the human world to help them survive the thunder tribulation, but in fact he wanted to use them for a blood sacrifice.

Looking at the appearance of the Zen master, Chang Qing knew that anything he said would be redundant.

An opportunity like this where someone from heaven comes to help you might not appear for tens of thousands of years.

Going back hundreds of thousands of years, there was a war among various parties, and too many high-level people died in the Underworld, Heaven, and West Wind Paradise, so they could only recruit monks from the human world to replenish their fighting power.

Perhaps there had been such an example before, and other people did not doubt it and guessed that it might be this situation, so they happily endured the thunder tribulation.

The people in the heavens are really willing to give up those rare treasures. The success rate has been raised to 60%, which is enough to drive these cultivators in the human world crazy.

Originally, the probability of a cultivator in the human world surviving a thunder tribulation was only 10%, or even less than 10%. The mortality rate was terrifyingly high, so many cultivators would rather drag it out than ascend, unless they were near the end of their lifespan, then they would take a gamble.

Chang Qing sighed softly in his heart. He had never seen anyone who was so happy to seek death and was so grateful to his enemy.

She stood aside and watched others transcend the tribulation with a hint of surprise in her eyes. The thunder tribulation in this world was torturing these cultivators to death. No matter how high or low your aptitude was, or how many injustices you had committed, everyone was equal under the thunder tribulation.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning, mental demons and illusions all came into battle, determined to kill the person who had ascended.

After watching for a while, Chang Qing finally figured out what was going on. This thunder tribulation came from the human world.

Although the heavens, the human world and the underworld belong to the same big world, their laws and principles are different. After people from different worlds die, their energy will be fed back to this world.

The cultivators in the human world absorb energy in the human world, and finally ascend to the heavenly world, so the laws of the human world naturally disagree.

I worked so hard to raise you, and you want to run away? Okay, then I'll kill you.

This is probably the idea behind the laws of the human world.

I have to say, the human world is really miserable.

"Mo Lian, I have a predestined relationship with you. Why don't you become my disciple and listen to the Buddha's lectures every day? This is a rare opportunity."

When Jiale Buddha once again proposed to take him in as a disciple, Chang Qing still refused: "Thank you for your kindness, Venerable, but Mo Lian already has a master, so it is inconvenient for me to become his disciple again."

The smile on Kala Buddha's face faded a little, and he became extremely displeased with Chang Qing.

Now it was the turn of the Zen leader to transcend the thunder tribulation. Kale Buddha gave him a Buddhist weapon with extremely strong defensive power. He stood up and flew to the special magic circle for transcending the thunder tribulation. Thick clouds quickly condensed in the sky, and there were rumbling sounds from time to time, and lightning and thunder were wandering.

Suddenly, purple-gold lightning struck unexpectedly.

Looking at the lightning that was thicker than the mountain, the Zen Sect leader hurriedly took out the things he had prepared one by one.

There are numerous magical instruments and priceless elixirs, all of which he prepared for use in his future tribulation. Now they come in handy.

Chang Qing looked at the bolts of lightning striking down from the sky, and felt a little relieved as he watched the Zen master still holding on.

She was still young when she came into this world, and had been raised by the Zen master. She had developed some feelings for him, so naturally she didn't want to see him die.

The Zen leader who successfully transcended the tribulation looked a little embarrassed, his cassock was burnt black, and a powerful force burst out from his body, which made many people envious.

Although the success rate of surviving thunder tribulation has increased, there are still many people who die tragically in thunder tribulation.

In the end, only half of them succeed.

Kalai Buddha was very satisfied with this result.

The communication talisman in Chang Qing's arms suddenly vibrated, and a line of words floated in front of her. It was sent by Luo Jiangbei.

A few days ago, he was in the secret realm and could not use the communication talisman. After leaving the secret realm, he immediately replied to Chang Qing.

Chang Qing came to the foot of the mountain and saw a man with a cold expression and handsome appearance from afar.

Luo Jiangbei seemed to have not changed at all, but there were many things in his eyes that Chang Qing could not understand.

He looked from afar at the man in white monk's robe walking towards him, and suddenly remembered the year when Chang Qing held the jade bottle and dripped a drop of frost on his brow.

Luo Jiangbei closed his eyes tightly. When he opened his eyes, Chang Qing had already walked in front of him. Staring at the person in front of him, he still couldn't believe that there was someone in this world who was as clear, gentle and holy as moonlight, which gave rise to many desires in people's hearts.

He abruptly turned his head away.

I only heard a gentle and pleasant voice asking, "Donor, is there something you have been looking for me for?"

When asked this question, Luo Jiangbei suddenly stopped.

In fact, he was fine. He just remembered that he had not said goodbye to Changqing, so he came to the Zen sect for some reason. It happened that she was in seclusion.

I came a few more times later, and she was still in seclusion.

Before I knew it, a hundred years had passed by and I had developed a habit of coming here every few years. I would find a teahouse at the foot of the mountain and sit down, listening to the Buddhist scriptures from the mountain.

Chang Qing had just asked casually, and took Luo Jiangbei up the mountain to walk around. At that time, the sun was setting in the west, and the rouge-colored sunset glow was sparse. The two hadn't seen each other for a hundred years, but they didn't feel strange at all.

"You've been in seclusion for a long time. I've come here so many times, but I haven't run into you once."

Chang Qing did not comment, but smiled and said, "Retreat for a thousand or eight hundred years is something that happens all the time, but it depends on whether you can endure it."

Luo Jiangbei: "I am different from you. It is okay to stay for three to five years, but if it takes one thousand to eight hundred years, I would rather walk in the human world, go down the mountain to experience disasters, and do some simple things."

From the time they spent together, he felt that Changqing was also a person who liked to walk in the world.

Luo Jiangbei is now famous all over the world, and many demons are terrified of him, but he is no longer as stubborn as before, and believes that all demons deserve to die.

Finally, the two of them played a few more games of chess together. The back and forth movements were quite interesting. The little monk next to them watched with his chin in his hand, his eyes full of admiration.

"Buddha, you are so awesome."

Even though he's not very good, it doesn't affect his admiration.

In the hearts of Zen disciples, their Buddha is omnipotent and is their idol. Apart from worshipping him, they can think of nothing else.

Chang Qing, with his shiny head and holding a black piece in his hand, gently placed a piece down. Luo Jiangbei looked at the chessboard with a slightly fixed gaze, feeling somewhat shocked.

He originally thought that he was awesome enough that even those masters lost to him. But in the end, he couldn't beat this guy no matter how hard he tried.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled: "I lost again, but it's not shameful to lose to you."

"Amitabha, I am just lucky."

Chang Qing had a cold expression. She didn't want to play chess with Luo Jiangbei, but Luo Jiangbei insisted on playing with her, so she could only give him a small blow.

She didn't even know how many years she had lived. There was actually no need for Luo Jiangbei to compete with her. She felt now as if she was bullying a younger generation.