Sacrifice

Thinking of these years of cultivation career, the white tiger would shed tears of bitterness, and offer three sticks of incense for his hard-fought encounters.

It lay at Fujiko Yin's feet, crying with snot and tears.

"Back then, you showed mercy and let the little one go, and you passed on the exercises to the little one. You kept the elixir, and the little one devoted himself to cultivation. It took about a thousand years, and finally reached the stage of refining, but not long after, there was that The sword cultivator from Yuqingmen came here and swept back and forth the little monsters nearby. The little one saw something bad and before he could escape, he was beaten up by an old Taoist in purple clothes..."

Hearing the old man in purple, the corners of Teng Ziyin's mouth twitched, and there was a little more pity in the eyes of the tiger.

"The little one finally escaped, his cultivation plummeted, and he returned to the golden core stage. He had no choice but to continue to recuperate. After spending 800 years, he finally returned to the emptiness stage..." The white tiger was full of grief and indignation, "How do you know that 200 years ago? Another female crown came, and I don’t know how she made it, so I was beaten unconscious, and when I woke up, I realized that I had returned to the Golden Core!!”

Fujiko Yin coughed, that female crown...couldn't be the one he thought of?

"Then the little ones can only continue to practice again, and only then can they reach the stage of becoming a god..."

After hearing the tragic cultivation history of the white tiger in front of him, Fujiko Yin suddenly felt that although his reincarnation and reconstruction were a little more frightening—such as the addition of Teng Xiaohong—it was much smoother than this tiger.

Thinking of this, his mood improved, and suddenly he remembered something again, "Has your lair not changed?"

The white tiger looked at Tengzi Yin sadly, "As early as that purple-clothed old man appeared, my lair was smashed into scum."

After hearing this, Tengzi Yin felt relieved. It seems that his actions and feet under the white tiger's lair should not have been discovered.

"In that case, for the sake of your hard work over the years, I will forgive you this time."

When Baihu heard this, his ears trembled and his mouth cracked open.

"However, capital crimes are inevitable, and living crimes are inevitable!" Fujiko said with a smile, "The girl just now, you escort her to a nearby town later, and then go to the mission table to hire a monk in the Void Refinement stage to use the fastest Hurry up to the other courtyard of Yuqing Gate in Ming City."

The white tiger was dumbfounded, and immediately burst into tears, "No!! Please, please let the little one go!! The first time I was cut back to the golden core by the old Taoist of Yuqingmen!! If I send this to my door Is there any life left?!"

Fujiko said with a smile, "It's okay, just say that you are already attracted by that girl, and follow her willingly."

He lowered his voice, "Or are you not interested in that girl's Yin?!"

The white tiger's round green eyes shrank suddenly, and it said righteously, "I really like her!!"

Go bullshit! !Fujiko Yin sneered, since good words are useless, then...

"Do it or die, you choose."

The white tiger flinched, and said very spinelessly, "I want to do it."

Fujiko Yin nodded in satisfaction, "Also, if you dare to share my news..."

Bai Hu quickly shook his head, "I haven't lived enough yet!"

Fujiko Yin gently touched Baihu's head, "You are so good."

He led the white tiger out of the bushes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, just when he saw the blue bird drooping its head, looking in a bad mood.

The corners of Teng Ziyin's mouth almost turned up, it seemed that Pu Ye's persuasion had an effect, and this girl might have to leave.

Seeing Tengzi Yin bringing the white tiger over, Bo Ye's eyes fluttered, "How is it?"

"Young lady was cheated." Teng Ziyin lowered his head, his tone was neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, and said to the wide-eyed Qing Que, "This white tiger at least has the cultivation level of the transformation stage!"

Qing Que looked at the white tiger in disbelief, only to find that the white tiger was looking at her pitifully, and the anger of being deceived in her heart could not help dispelling a little, she murmured, "But I think it was chased by a young wolf. hit..."

"This white tiger has some IQ problems. It is indeed a young tiger. It seems that there is something wrong with its cultivation. Although its cultivation level is high, its nature is pure." When Fujiko Yin said this, Bo Ye immediately rolled his eyes, It was meeting the white eyes of the tiger.

Qing Que felt relieved when she heard the words, she looked at the white tiger with pity, and touched the white tiger's head with her little hand, "That is to say, it has a whole body of cultivation, but it's actually not very intelligent, right?"

"Yes, it is like a four or five-year-old human child. The girl just needs to treat it as a child." Fujiko Yin pursed her lips and smiled, narrowed her lowered eyes slightly, and gave Baihu a warning look, and then Said softly, "However, this white tiger's cultivation level is higher than that of the girl, so he can also be a playmate on the road."

After hearing this, Qing Que looked at Bo Ye and showed a free and easy smile, "In that case, I will take the white tiger and leave."

She waved her hand, "You don't need to send the little monk, I figured it out."

"On the avenue, walk on the same road, and one day, we will meet again."

Qing Que took the white tiger away in such a free and easy way. The 16-year-old cardamom girl rushed towards this brand new world with an unstoppable vigor. Looking at Qing Que's back, Bo Ye suddenly felt a surge of excitement. A heroic spirit, isn't it the upper bound?He would like to see what kind of place this is!

Turning his head, he saw Puyang looking at Tengziyin with hostility, Puye frowned, and just about to speak, he heard Tengziyin say with a smile, "Master, I'm Tengziyue, Tengziyue's older sister. "

Pu Ye & Teng Xiaohong: "..."

Fujiko Yin said unhurriedly, "Xiaohong and his master ascended to the upper realm by accident. If they don't hide their tracks, they will definitely be hunted down. Therefore, Xiaohong contacted me as soon as she came. The girl was here before." , I can’t explain much, please forgive me, little master.”

Pu Yang was stunned for a moment.

In his mind, it was Teng Xiaohong who escorted them to the upper world—poor child, no one told him about the existence of Teng Zi Yin—so when he saw Teng Zi Yin, he thought that his brother had broken the precept to find a girl, so he Feel hostile.

At this moment, when he heard that it was the sister of the powerful Teng Xiaohong, his eyes lit up immediately.

"You are Teng Xiaohong's older sister?" He looked at Teng Ziyin excitedly, "Then can you send us back?"

The corner of Fujiko Yin's mouth twitched, as if helpless, "I'm not strong enough!"

"Is that so..." Puyang ran to Puye's side, "Brother, what shall we do in the future?"

Pu Ye was already powerless to stop Teng Ziyin from talking nonsense, he said casually, "Let's go to Taoist Teng's residence first, at least there is a place to stay."

The place where the so-called fellow Taoist vine settled is the lair of the previous white tiger ==

Teng Xiaohong huddled in the Dream Soul Orb, Teng Ziyin put away her body, and led Pu Ye and Pu Yang along the way, finally found the white tiger's lair before dark.

The white tiger's lair was in a cave, and there was a formation outside the cave. After taking a look, Fujiziyin instantly understood why his old enemy couldn't help but twitch when he saw this tiger.

The array arranged outside the cave is a simplified version of the Ten Thousand Demons Slaying Spirit Array that the Blood Vine King is good at.

This white tiger is really bold, just put the formation here so carelessly, for fear that others will not know that he and the blood vine king know each other? !

——If you don’t die, you won’t die! !

Since it was a formation invented by himself, when Fujiko Yin walked in with Pu Ye and Pu Yang, his movements were very natural, as if this was really his home.

There are three small holes in the cave, one of which is paved with a thick meadow, covered with a layer of unknown monster fur, and there are night pearls placed on the wall, which looks clean.

Fujiko Yin nodded in satisfaction, and said to Puye and Puyang, "Let's rest here today, and we can talk about the rest tomorrow."

After that, he gave Puye a look, and Puye understood, so he took Puyang to rest.

Bo Yexu is only 8 years old, and it's time for him to go to bed early. In the past, he had already finished his evening class and went to bed. These days, there was a sudden change. He didn't cry endlessly, but obediently followed his senior brother, It's hard for him.

Seeing that it was time to rest and he was still beside his senior brother, Pu Yang immediately yawned, his face full of tiredness.

Pu Ye said softly, "Sleep, Pu Yang, I'm right next to you, don't be afraid."

Pu Yang nodded slightly, he raised his head, "Brother, can we still see Master and the others?"

"Yes, believe me, brother, we can go back."

"Well, senior brother, I don't like that rattan girl." Puyang said sternly, "Nephew Xiangruo once said that the girl at the foot of the mountain is a beast, senior brother should stay away from her."

Pu Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Well, I know."

After receiving Boye's guarantee, Puyang showed a small smile, and he continued, "Senior brother, my nephew also said that my Buddhist school is a pure place. What a pity."

Puye smiled, he could already imagine how nephew Xiangruo taught Puyang to say these words of persuasion when he set off. Hearing Puyang's immature voice, he felt warm in his heart, "Well, Puye will live up to it." The kindness of a teacher will not be repaid."

Puyang was already extremely sleepy, he yawned, grabbed Puye's sleeve, and murmured, "My nephew also said that he hoped that my brother would at least abide by the eight precepts, and remember to be a monk when all four things are empty..."

Pu Ye was stunned for a moment, then looked again, only to find that Pu Yang had already fallen asleep, he laughed, took off his outer robe, covered Pu Yang, got up and walked into the big cave outside.

Tengzi Yin has recovered his black wide sleeves. He leans on the stone seat with an unpredictable expression, like an emperor sitting high, looking down at the common people in the lower world.

Standing in the shadow of the stone wall, Puyang looked at Fujiko Yin quietly, thinking of how this person was wearing a girl's skirt in a hundred days, he felt a little dazed.

He is just an ordinary Buddhist cultivator who has only reached the Golden Core. If he is in the Cangmiao Realm, he is still a direct disciple of Wuyin Temple. Take care of what Youjia said.

But now they have reached the upper realm, which is countless times wider than Cangmiao Realm, and powerful monks are everywhere, just like the white tiger. Everyone's cultivation is much higher.

But even so, it will still bow down to Fujiko Yin. It can be seen that even if Fujiko Yin's cultivation level is low, he still has a way to survive here like a fish in water.

He had just woken up before, was stimulated by the news from the upper world, and hadn't reacted yet. In order to survive, he used his own blood to make a deal on his own initiative. Now that he thinks about it, he finds it ridiculous.

If Tengziyin really wanted his blood, he just had to be caught by that white tiger and collected every day.

And he didn't believe that with Fujiko Yin's means, he could only drink his blood essence to restore his cultivation.

What's more, according to what Tengziyin said before, he has struggled in his infancy since he was a child, so it can be seen that this situation is nothing to him. If there is no bodhisattva, Tengziyin must have left this place long ago and is at ease in the upper world.

That being the case, why did he stay here?

He and Puyang are simply a burden!

Because of Teng Xiaohong?Don't be kidding, Fujiko Yin exchanged the sword formula for the Dream Soul Orb, as long as he sealed Teng Xiaohong's consciousness in the Dream Soul Orb, Fujiko Yin would have no scruples.

Then why should he help him?

While meditating, suddenly there was a cool touch on his cheek, and Bo Ye hurriedly came back to his senses, only to find that Fujiko Yin had already stood in front of him at some point, stretching out his finger, stroking his cheek delicately.

"What are you dazed for?"

"...It's nothing." Boye restrained the chaotic thoughts in his heart, anyway, now is not the time to think about it, "I'm just thinking about the way to go in the future."

Teng Ziyin withdrew his fingers and squinted his eyes slightly. He naturally knew that Pu Ye was perfunctory him. He was unwavering in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, "What are your plans?"

Pu Ye sighed, "It's easy for me, but Pu Yang..."

The reason why he became a disciple of Wuyin Temple at the beginning was because he had no choice. If he had been given a chance to enter the Taoist sect, he certainly would not have thought of becoming a monk. After all, no one stipulated that only monks can use a Zen stick as a weapon.

Therefore, although he has a strong sense of belonging to Wuyin Temple, it does not mean that he believes in Buddha.

This is the biggest difference between him and other monks.

What he believes in are the good qualities such as equality, tolerance, kindness, and benevolence advocated by the Buddha, and he is also willing to dedicate his strength to this end.

Compared with the monks in Wuyin Temple, he can understand far more things than other monks about the saying that all living beings in the world can become Buddhas.

Just because those monks first set up a barrier in their hearts, becoming a Buddha is the way of a saint, but they are ordinary people.

But Bodhisattva really felt that I could become a Buddha.

In fact, it would be more appropriate to use another sentence to describe Boye's thoughts, that is: princes and generals, would you rather have a kind?

Boye doesn't think that his thinking is wrong, or that his three views have already been established and will not change easily.

When he was practicing Zen in Wuyin Temple, he also heard a lot of what he thought was absurd. He laughed most of them, and he didn't agree with them, but he could accept them calmly.

As Voltaire said, I don't agree with you, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.

Moreover, he is still young at the moment, and he is not in a hurry to put forward his own opinions. You must know that these interpretations are the essence left after thousands of years of tempering, and he, who has read Buddhist scriptures for three to five years, is not allowed to raise objections at all. Therefore, Boye just wrote down these inexhaustible points, and prepared to raise them slowly after he has achieved success in cultivation in the future and grows older.

But Puyang is not like this.

Puyang received the orthodox Buddhist scripture education. Eight or nine years old is the most important stage of growth. His comprehension is far inferior to that of the great Zen master in the Bodhi Court of the Zongmen. If his misinterpretation of the Buddhist scriptures leads Puyang to go astray in the future, then his sin will be serious.

Fujiko Yin didn't understand what Puye was struggling with. He looked at Puye's slightly frowning brow, raised his hand, and pressed it down naturally. Seeing Puye's surprised eyes, he calmly withdrew his hand, "Are you worried? Puyang?"

Pu Ye nodded, "I can teach him the basic scriptures and practice, but I have only cultivated to the golden core..."

What's more, this golden elixir was cultivated inexplicably ==

Besides, the kung fu practiced by Boye is Shaolin internal kung fu, which is divided into two branches: tendon-changing and marrow-washing. It is not the kung fu in the Sutra Pavilion of Wuyin Temple at all. How can he teach it?As for the method of Hetu practice... without the Hetu Scroll, Puyang would not be able to learn it at all.

The corners of Teng Ziyin's mouth turned up slightly, "Actually, there are many Buddhist practitioners in the upper world, but they haven't become monks, so not many people know about it."

Pu Ye's eyes lit up, and he focused on Fujiko Yin.

Fujiko Yin was delighted to see the bright eyes, and his tone softened a lot, "Most of these people worship Buddha portraits when they practice. You can hear it, you might as well let Puye try it."

After a pause, he added, "Of course, the Lord of Lingshan will not respond to everyone, it is said that he must be sincere..."

Hearing this, Bo Ye pouted slightly, and crossed himself silently. It seemed that he couldn't use this method, but he could let Pu Yang try it.

"Thank you, I'll let Puyang try it later."

As for success or failure... No, Puyang is an authentic Buddhist disciple, and he will definitely succeed!

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, Puyang's problem was solved, as for himself... Shaolin Kung Fu can be learned again, and he can also find a way to learn Taoist methods.

A certain great god once said that the Buddha is originally the Tao, and he used millions of words to demonstrate this point of view. In fact, the six disciples of Hongjun, the immortals and Buddhas all came from the same source.

Bo Ye felt that he had finally cultivated the golden elixir, and it was time to learn something else.

However, the big sects in the upper realm have relatively high requirements for accepting disciples. His current cultivation base is still too low, and the small sects can't learn much, so... first find a way to learn some personal skills such as alchemy and casting. Bar!

His Master Account had practiced a life skill of pharmacy, and he only hoped that the full-level pharmacy specialization could increase his alchemy success rate, so that he would not always make useless alchemy.

After planning the way forward, Bo Ye's face relaxed, and only then did he notice that Fujiko Yin was always standing in front of him and looking at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Under the wide sleeves, Teng Ziyin clenched his hands into fists. He felt a little bored in his heart, and Pu Ye was obviously thinking about something in his heart, but he didn't tell him at all, "Let's rest early today, tomorrow we will Go somewhere."

Pu Ye was taken aback, "Where are you going?"

Tengzi Yin pursed her lips, "I saved that white tiger when I happened to pass by, and I left some pills under the white tiger's lair. Now that our cultivation base is low, we just went to get them out."

Bo Ye raised his eyebrows, looked up and down Fujiko Yin, really couldn't tell, does this guy still hide things at any time?

Fujiko Yin turned his face away in embarrassment. He was chased and killed too many times, which made him bury something casually when he saw a desolate place...

Although this habit is a bit embarrassing, it is as long as it works!

Pu Ye pondered for a moment, this was obviously the backhand left by Teng Ziyin before, so he better not follow.

"Tomorrow, I will take Puyang to look around the neighborhood. If I can find other villages and towns, I will try to settle down."

Fujiko Yin is a monster, it's okay to live in a cave, and he doesn't care, but Puyang can't! !

After hearing this, Tengziyin's face changed, and he was so gloomy that he could even drip water. He said hoarsely, "You want to leave here?"

Pu Ye looked at him strangely, "I still have some medium-grade spirit stones in my hand, I exchange some spirit beads, first buy a yard in the town, and place Puyang well, I have learned some things from Brother Bojia in the Yaowangyuan. Herbs, if possible, I would like to find a herb shop as an apprentice."

He is only 15 years old at the moment, golden core stage, most ordinary teenagers in the towns of the Upper Realm are like this, put on a wig to become an apprentice, live for a year or so, no one will be able to tell that he is a smuggled person.

A surge of anger surged in Fujiko Yin's heart. He didn't know where the anger came from, but he understood a little.

Pu Ye has planned the future path, but there is no him in this path.

For a moment, he felt a little cold in his heart.

Puye didn't notice the sullenness in Fujiko's heart, and said calmly, "First figure out the common sense of the upper world, and then save some spiritual stones. I will leave here with Puyang in the future. You once said that the Changming Continent is north. There is a heavy city named Ming City in Huangyou, where Qingque went to join Yuqingmen. I don't think there is only one sect in the upper world. There are always some middle-level sects that other monks with average aptitude can choose. When the time comes to find a sect, maybe Then we can get news from Ling Han and the others."

Before, he didn't know that there were Buddhist practitioners in the upper realm, but now it seems that these Buddhist practitioners have not entered the Buddhist sect, and I am afraid that they all have their own sects. That is to say, the monk sects in the upper realm do not prohibit their disciples from practicing other methods , he can find a sect to continue practicing Buddhism and meditation, and he can also find people to find materials and opportunities to go home by the way.

After talking for a long time, he found that Fujiko Yin hadn't said a word, and looked at Fujiko Yin in surprise, and was immediately shocked.

Tengzi Yin's eyes are black, different from Teng Xiaohong, Pu Ye thought black eyes looked kind before, but now looking at these eyes, a chill rises in his heart.

There is a faint purple-red light in these black eyes, as if it can grab the soul and devour everything. Just looking at the eyes, the whole soul is intimidated, and I don't even have the idea of ​​​​running away. I can only watch dully. Get close to yourself, and then the other party stretches out his finger, and gently taps on his forehead...

Immediately, a burning pain rose from the bottom of my heart, Pu Ye let out a muffled snort, a golden light flashed in front of her eyes, and the sound of Buddha suddenly flashed in her ears. The next second, Fujiko Yin took a step back and spat out a mouthful of blood , looking at Boye in shock.

Pu Ye stared at Fujiko Yin vigilantly, and the Buddha Karma quietly appeared in his hand.

Fujiko almost vomited blood in anger, "Teng Xiaohong concluded a slave contract with you?!"

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A certain day of a certain year.

The first Bodhisattva of Yaowangyuan got a pot of high-quality Hongyun camellia. In order to better nourish the pot of Hongyun, he planted this camellia on a three-meter-high rockery, and chanted scriptures under the camellia every day. drink tea.

One day, Puye happened to come to Yaowangyuan to help, and when he saw this camellia, his eyes immediately became straight.

——Will Xiaohong be so beautiful when it blooms? !

After that, he and Puyun chanted scriptures and drank tea under the camellia every day.

After Teng Xiaohong learned about it, she ran to the camellia, stared at the Hongyun camellia gloomily, radiating murderous intent without money.

One day Puyun was going out for a trip, and he solemnly entrusted this flower to Puye, who also solemnly promised to take good care of it.

That night, he hugged Teng Xiaohong and slept next to the Hongyun camellia. Teng Xiaohong took advantage of the deep sleep of the bodhi leaves and tore the camellia into pieces neatly.

In the early morning of the second day, when Bo Ye was watering the camellia, he always felt that the petals of the camellia were not in the right shape, and there were faint purple-black patterns on them.

But he thought it was a mutation after many days of chanting, so he didn't care.

Teng Xiaohong thought guiltyly, the petals pretended to be with leaves and tentacles should be able to deceive the little master... right?