Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 196: Suppressing the Ginger Witch

The two continued to walk towards the bamboo forest, only to feel that the breeze was blowing on their faces, which was cool and pleasant.

The wind blows through the broken leaves of the bamboo forest, as if someone is chanting scriptures in a low voice, which is unpleasant to hear.

If it were Miss Shi here, she would be terrified and trembling, wishing she could hide in Luo Yan's arms.

But Witch Jiang is not afraid at all. She has seen many weirder scenes than this. At this time, she just kept waving her robe sleeves as she walked, and strange black lights flew out of it, circled around and then flew back quietly.

Is that the technique of the Heavenly Demon Way to drive the devil? Wei Dongliu asked casually.

It's just a little skill. Jiang Lifan smiled coquettishly, It's not worth mentioning.

Seeing that she didn't want to say more, Wei Dongliu didn't ask, but said seriously:

Did you find anything?

The devil doesn't like this place. Jiang Lian replied, There's an aura around here that they don't like very much... Well, it's not an authentic Taoist spell, but it smells like a bald donkey.

A Buddhist monk? Wei Dongliu frowned secretly, But I don't know which Buddhist sect it is.

Taoism is divided into interpretation and division, and Buddhism is naturally not monolithic, but as a religious sect, it can be divided into radical leftists and conservative rightists.

Explanation and teaching emphasizes teaching according to aptitude, that is, paying more attention to objective conditions than subjective wishes. Those who do not have the qualifications for cultivating the Tao should not practice the Tao.

However, Jiejiao advocates that there is no distinction between teaching and learning, and they believe that people will conquer the sky, and those with poor aptitude can also embark on the road of practice as long as they have the heart of Taoism... Therefore, they tend to recruit as many disciples as possible to expand their power. They belong to the radical left .

Now that the Three Purities of the Orthodox Church are in full swing, and the Six Paths of the Devil's Cult are overwhelmed, it can be said that the Taoist conservatives have the upper hand. However, in Buddhism, the situation is completely reversed.

The Hinayana Buddhism of Buddhism emphasizes to save others, first to save oneself, so it belongs to the conservative right; Mahayana Buddhism believes that all living beings can be saved, but it is a radical leftist.

Since Theravada Buddhism likes to hide from the world, almost all those who travel outside and deal with other sects are Mahayana Buddhism.

If the people living here in seclusion were Theravada Buddhism, then there was a high probability that Wei Dongliu and Jiang Liwen would be ignored, which meant that they would neither persecute nor provide any help.

But in the case of Mahayana Buddhism, the specific situation is more variable depending on their attitudes towards cutting off teaching and casual practice.

Wei Dongliu thought carefully, led Witch Jiang to go deeper, and finally saw an ancient temple in front of him.

Although it is an ancient temple, if you look carefully, it should actually be a group of temples. As the two continued to approach, more buildings seemed to be squeezed out of the void, extending to the left and right.

Jiang Lian obviously hesitated, but Wei Dongliu knew that this was an automatic change of the Mustard Seed Array, so he stepped up the steps without hesitation and walked into the ancient temple.

Seeing that he was so decisive, Witch Jiang could only grit her teeth and follow, she had already pinched the spell in her hand.

Climbing up the steps and stepping through the main entrance, the two saw that in the huge temple, there was only one old monk with his back facing them, sitting on the futon, with his back bent, beating the wooden fish rhythmically.

On both sides are huge Buddha statues two or three feet high, with the top of their heads almost level with the beams of the house.

What's even more strange is that these Buddha statues are not benevolent, but all of them are happy, angry, sad, and happy, showing the appearance of sentient beings, with different expressions.

If you look closely, those expressions are extremely weird.

Although the smiling Buddha statue is smiling, its eyebrows droop, as if forced to smile.

Although the crying Buddha statue is crying, the corners of its mouth are slightly raised, as if pretending to be sad.

Even the angry Buddha statue, its wide-open pupils also reveal indifference and cruelty... In short, it seems that they are all the faces of Buddha statues drawn by some soul craftsmen.

Well, I probably made a mistake earlier, Wei Dongliu thought to himself. This is neither Mahayana Buddhism nor Theravada Buddhism, but some kind of strange heresy.

He set his eyes on the old monk in front of him again, and said in his heart:

A mirror, scan it.

If it is scanned by the mind, it may be noticed by the opponent, but there is no similar problem when the Kunlun mirror is shot.

Ah Jing, God forever!

Buddha candle demon. Kunlun mirror replied, The cultivation base is probably in the demon king realm, I don't know the specifics.

The so-called Buddha candle demon is the burning of the ever-burning lamps in the temples, which is a common phenomenon in many dilapidated temples.

But it is really rare to be able to reach the Demon King Realm, which is almost equivalent to the fairyland of monks.

At this point in his thoughts, Wei Dongliu saw the old monk in front of him suddenly stand up slowly, turned around and said:

There are few visitors in the temple, and the hospitality is not good, please forgive me.

Before the words were finished, the two saw a long table suddenly appeared in front of them, on which were placed two plain flower and celadon cups, the tea in the cups was fragrant and steaming.

The corners of Wei Dongliu's eyes twitched. Although it's Shen's time, it's suitable for drinking tea, but who dares to drink this tea of ​​unknown origin?

Jiang Lifan also didn't dare to drink, but just stared at the old monk, hesitating whether to try it out.

As if aware of what she was thinking, the old monk suddenly raised his eyebrows and shouted at her:

What a devil! You almost got in the way, but you dare to sneak into my Daxiong Palace!

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Lian stretched out his robe sleeves, and several black lights rushed out from it, viciously biting at the old monk!

The old monk was expressionless, just stretched out his hand and flicked his fingers, and immediately extinguished a few black lights. Jiang Liwen's face changed drastically in shock, and at the same time he hurriedly retreated out of the hall, he shouted:

Immortal! Fellow Daoist Wei, go!

Before she escaped from the main hall, a huge purple gold bowl fell from the sky, like a fly swatting a bug, and slapped Jiang Lian to the ground.

Fortunately, the old monk didn't seem to attack with all his strength, so Witch Jiang didn't become a puddle of flesh, but was only half of her body pressed down by the magic weapon of the bowl, unable to move, showing an uncertain expression.

Strange, weird. The old monk murmured, walked to the side of the alms bowl, and stared at Witch Jiang with a tired expression, You devil, how can you still speak human language? You know how to remind your companions to escape?

Master~ Jiang Li'an was about to cry, pleading with pear blossoms in the rain, The little girl came from a poor and humble background. Although she strayed into the devil's way, she often regretted and felt sorry for herself. If the master is willing to show mercy, the little girl will immediately turn her back on her ways after she leaves. , find the Taoist orthodox sect and take refuge in goodness!

She swore again and again and begged softly, but the old monk ignored him and just turned to Wei Dongliu and said:

You practice orthodox Taoism, who is this devil?

Wei Dongliu hesitated a little, and noticed Jiang Lian who was being held down by the bowl next to him, with a pleading and miserable expression on his face.

Indeed, if I admit that I have something to do with her, I might be killed by this old monk as an accomplice of the devil...

But you are also a monster yourself! Pretending to be a human eminent monk, beheading what rape and what evil?

Putting all the current clues together in one place, Wei Dongliu immediately made an inference and said:

Jiang Daoyou came here with me. We are old friends. If there is any offense, please forgive me, master.

The old monk was a little surprised when he heard that, while Jiang Lian opened his mouth slightly and looked at him with a complicated expression.

How could you... Oh, Amitabha. The old monk held up his palms and said in a verse:

Once you lose your body, you will never be able to recover. Temporarily sent to the human world, you will always live in hell. The rewards of suffering are boundless, and it begins with the three poisons. Love is implicated, and you are bound by yourself. Don't get bored, when can you get rid of it?

While shaking his head and chanting, he sat back on the futon and began to knock on the wooden fish.