True Immortal of the Netherworld

Golden Buddha Temple, Tathagata Hall backyard.

The old monk Jiuku and the young monk Jinyu were drinking wine and eating chicken under the shade of the bodhi tree, while chatting.

The young monk asked: "Uncle Jiu Ku Master, more than a year ago, my good friend Xu Yang suffered a magical change in his body during a battle with the devil. Do you think he is a devil? Or a human?"

The old monk explained: "If Xu Yang is really a demon, how can he fight with the demon lord? Don't look at appearances. Xu Yang must be a human from the Northern Territory."

The young monk asked again: "But the four major sects in the northern region have listed Xu Yang on the list of evil gods and are wanted for the devil. Why is this?"

The old monk thought for a while and said: "Those are some characters from the four sects in the Northern Territory. They are afraid that they will get involved with the devil. In fact, the prejudice in their hearts is the real devil."

"Inner demon!" The little monk took over the words and said.

The old monk nodded, smiled and said nothing, and then took a big gulp of wine into his stomach.

"Good wine."

The old monk licked his lips and asked: "If a person likes to drink with friends, and always gets drunk and talks about everything. What will this person be called?"

The young monk followed the example of the old monk, taking a large gulp of wine, spitting out his burning tongue, and then said with certainty: "He is an alcoholic."

The old monk said with a serious face: "People first have inner demons, then fall into the devil's path, and then follow the devil's path, they are regarded as devils. But drunkards will not."

The young monk had an epiphany and added: "Drunkards are often drunk and have no heart. How can a heartless person have inner demons? If there are no inner demons, he must not be a demon."

The old monk said: "Today we are drinking the "Eighteen Downs" brewed by little friend Xu Yang. Although he is not here, he is drinking with us."

"Drink together."

The two raised their wine gourds high towards the south, and a line of light and shadow was outlined out of thin air, as if Xu Yang was sitting opposite.

The same style of wine gourd, the same style of drunkard, three people drank together.

After the wine party was over and before leaving, the old monk explained his purpose: "Holy Son of Gold and Jade, the elders of the Tathagata Hall have issued a war invitation and specifically entrusted me to deliver it to you."

As he spoke, the old monk took out a gilt post from his arms, held it in his withered hands, and handed it over.

A true drunkard will not delay business even if he is drunk.

The little monk wiped the grease from his fingers, took the gold sticker solemnly with both hands, opened it, and looked at it intently.

"Is it a Sanskrit gold sticker with a secret seal?" The words on the gold sticker are densely packed with Sanskrit characters, and the order is disrupted, making it difficult to understand.

In addition, the golden monk was already drunk at this time, and the words on the gold sticker appeared double, like fish in the water.

"Can't you see clearly?" The young monk shook his head vigorously and his expression became serious.

I saw the third magic eye between his eyebrows flickering, and a golden light rolled out and landed on the gold sticker.

As the golden light flashed, the original writing on the gold sticker turned into little goldfish jumping out of the paper, arranging themselves in order in front of the little monk's eyes, and swimming smoothly.

The young monk read: "At Devil's Blood Peak, demons are raging and purple disasters are rampant, intruding the Golden Buddha Township and damaging the prestige of the Buddha. Please invite the Golden Jade Saint to come out of the Tathagata Hall and lead hundreds of warrior monks to clean up and correct the Buddha's Dharma. Tathagata Hall The Council of Elders decided.”

The young monk closed his post and said, "No wonder there were violent vibrations in the direction of Demon Blood Peak a few days ago."

The great monk said: "Those talkative elders of Tathagata Hall are asking you to take action and lead the monks to Demon Blood Peak to eliminate the demonic troubles."

The young monk thought for a while and said: "There are countless warrior monks in the Golden Buddha Temple, from low to high, the Gray Clothes Hall, the Blue Clothes Hall, the Red Clothes Hall, the Golden Clothes Hall, and the rest include the Golden Buddha Temple Protector Vajra and so on. When will this happen? Is it my turn, the young Buddhist monk of the Tathagata Hall, to take action against demons?"

The great monk said: "You are the Golden and Jade Holy Son enshrined in the Golden Buddha Temple. You are the reincarnation of the Buddha and have a distinguished status. You have achieved first place in the Qinglian Glorious World Conference held at the Qinglian Daochang in the North Region and the Scholarly Family Conference hosted by the Yudao Sect. The honor of being a warrior. Although you are not a professional monk, your martial arts value and reputation are very famous in the entire Jinfo Township and even in the Northern Territory."

The young monk curled his lips and said: "They are afraid that I am bored staying in Tathagata Hall. As the guardian of Tathagata Hall, there are always fewer scriptures in Tathagata Hall for no reason. Due to my status as the Golden Jade Holy Son, the elder of Tathagata Hall The eminent monks who attend this meeting usually don’t make things difficult for me, but they still talk about me behind my back. This time, they tried to punish me in a different way.”

The young monk turned his head and looked at the paper ashes turned into by the scriptures in the fire. The red temperature had not completely faded away. If he had a Zen thought, he said: "Tathagata Hall, Tathagata Sutra, practice Tathagata Buddha Dharma. Bodhi tree, Bodhi fire, eat the true taste of Bodhi."

Speaking of what he was proud of, the little monk smiled, patted his belly and said, "The wine is mellow and the meat is delicious."

The great monk nodded and smiled and said: "As expected of the golden and jade holy son of Tathagata Hall, he is familiar with Tathagata's Buddhism."

The little monk's face was red, and his breath smelled of alcohol. He took out his handkerchief to wipe the greasy corners of his mouth, and said simply: "What are the conditions?"

The old monk asked, "What conditions do you want?"

The young monk glanced at the remaining roast chicken skeleton on the ground, and then winked at the old monk.

The old monk nodded, stretched out three fingers and shook them.

The little monk shook his head, stretched out five fingers and shook them.

The old monk shook his head, stretched out four fingers, and shook

shake.

The little monk shook his head again, stretched out six fingers and shook them.

The old monk quickly stretched out six fingers and nodded vigorously.

When it comes to bargaining, the young monk's attainments are obviously much higher than those of the old monk.

The two high-fived and said in unison: "Six fruit wood roast chickens, it's a deal."

The young monk looked up at the bodhi tree happily and said loudly: "You are ruthless——"

Jin Wuqing was the young monk's lay name before he became a monk. Whenever he felt excited, he would often shout these three words out of habit.

The old monk Jiuku is good at the art of rejuvenating dead wood with spring. He puts his blessing on the charcoal fire of the roasted chicken, and the cooked chicken tastes wonderful and is very nutritious.

It is truly the most delicacy in the world.

Just thinking about it makes the little monk drool.

Then, the little monk's figure was wrapped in a ball of golden light and floated out of the backyard of Tathagata Hall.

The old monk looked at the young monk's leaving figure and said, "He is drunk."

…

On the morning of the third day, the Golden Buddha Temple solemnly held a meeting of the Golden Jade Holy Son to slay demons.

In the square, flags were fluttering, Buddha characters were floating in the clouds, and famous officials from all walks of life in Jinfo Township were invited to the scene.

The ceremony lasted for a long time. The elders of the Tathagata Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple spoke, the big landowners of Jinzhou spoke, the top girl of the Zuixiang House on the street spoke, and the Tianzhu spice merchant spoke...

Those who were able to speak on stage had donated a large amount of spiritual stones and put them into the merit box.

Of course, if these people show up and become celebrities, they will have more spiritual stone income.

Afterwards, the monk in charge of managing merit money at the Golden Buddha Temple did the math and found that, excluding the expenses of this expedition, he still earned 800,000 high-grade spiritual stones, not counting the extra change.

The Golden Buddha Temple is never short of spiritual stones because of its strong incense.

During the expedition meeting, the golden monk had been sitting on the back of the dressed-up green elephant. He was really bored and murmured: "All appearances are false."

Then, sit down and sleep with your eyes closed.

The only talent of the Golden Jade Monk is that when he sleeps, his body will also practice, and he will have double the effect of practice.

The sound of the golden drum leading to the expedition sounded, and the little monk was awakened from his sleep.

He looked up at the floating clouds in the sky, suddenly became energetic again, straightened his back and said, "The floating clouds are like roasted chicken."

The golden and jade young monk sat on the back of the green elephant. There were twenty monks holding sticks in front of him to open the way, and eighty monks holding sticks behind him to protect the Dharma. He walked away in a mighty way.

After the expedition meeting was over, the elders of Tathagata Hall were very satisfied. They gathered in a circle and murmured to each other.

"Intelligence has revealed that the passage to the Western Region has been opened. The Demon Lord of the Western Region has led his followers to retreat to the interior of the Western Region. There are only a few low-level demons left near Demon Blood Peak."

"The Golden Jade Holy Son's expedition to slay demons will be successful immediately."

"He is sitting on a green elephant. It should be the elephant's success."

"Since it was announced that the Holy Son Jinyu will go out to conquer the demons, the rumors of panic in Jinfo Township due to the demons in the Western Region have been self-defeating. The incense in our Golden Buddha Temple has not only returned to the previous level, but has greatly surpassed it in the past two days."

"The golden jade monk is a holy monk in people's eyes. He is the reincarnation of the Buddha and has extraordinary appeal."

"In this way, our Golden Buddha Temple can be regarded as setting an example for the reappearance of the demon clan in the Western Region, and solemnly announcing to the world that we are the responsible sect of the Northern Region. Tomorrow, we will immediately send a hero note to the other three sects in the Northern Region, and write about the Jinyu Holy Son's expedition. Go up, our Golden Buddha Temple also has face.”

On a higher roof beside the street, the skinny old monk Jiu Ku stood like a solitary bird.

He stood on tiptoe and looked at the direction in which the Jinyu Little Monk's group was retreating. His face was solemn and he transmitted the message ten miles away: "These guys from the Demon Clan in the Western Regions are very powerful. Little Monk, take care of yourself along the way."

Monk Jiu Ku participated in the war between humans and demons thousands of years ago.

In the last Purple Disaster incident, they directly fought against the Demon Lord of the Western Regions in the mysterious world of the Golden Light Tower. He knows best how powerful the Demon Lord of the Western Region and his men are.

"I hope that the golden jade young monk will not encounter those masters from the demon clan in the Western Region. However, the golden jade young monk's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is already at the peak level of the Daoming Realm. His real combat power is even stronger than the ordinary Heavenly Tribulation Realm monks. I believe it. This time he will come back safely. Little Monk Jinyu, I will select the best chickens and the purest thousand-year-old fruit trees for you, and wait for you to come back and drink together." The old monk thought to himself.

The young monk entered the Golden Buddha Temple as a holy son since he was a child. Except for Monk Sanjie, the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple, who is his nominal master, no one else is qualified to become his master.

But the monk Sanjie had already ascended to the immortal world, leaving only the scriptures stored in the Tathagata Hall for the young monk to learn.

Among the many disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple, Old Monk Jiu Ku was one who had advanced cultivation, strong martial arts, and was familiar with the classics of the Tathagata Hall.

The little monk was smart and the old monk liked him very much.

On weekdays, if the young monk doesn't understand anything, he will ask the old monk Jiuku for advice.

The old monk Jiuku was of high seniority in the Golden Buddha Temple. The new monks all respectfully called him uncle, and the younger monk followed suit.

In fact, the young monk grew up under the eyes of the old monk. The relationship between the two is quite good, they teach like a master and a disciple, and they love each other like a father and son.

The old monk vaguely saw the young monk sitting on the back of the green elephant turning his head, stretching out his two hands, gathering six fingers and shaking them, making a proud face.

…

Golden Jade Monk

A group of people set off from the Golden Buddha Temple.

Along the way, they promoted the Dharma of the Golden Buddha Temple, expressed condolences to the people affected by the disaster, and stabilized people's hearts.

In addition, according to Buddhist rules, traveling is a form of spiritual practice, and alms must be given every time you eat or drink.

Fortunately, the people along the way knew that the Holy Son of Gold and Jade was coming, so they prepared delicious food and waited on the roadside.

It took more than a month for the Golden Jade Monk and his team to slowly arrive at the Demonic Blood Peak area.

"Is that the Devil's Blood Peak opposite?" The golden jade monk sitting on the back of the green elephant looked up.

Viewed from a distance, the edge of Demonic Blood Peak and the sky clearly outlines the shape of a spear.

The demonic energy on the surface of the mountain is overwhelming, the purple atmosphere is like blood, and the evil energy is rushing.

The area around Demon Blood Peak was filled with purple rocks rolling down, and there was no way forward.

The golden monk waved his hand back and the team stopped.

"If we go any further, the evil spirit will be so strong that inhaling it will turn the human devil into a purple misfortune. Pass the order and everyone should quickly take a prepared "Golden Buddha Soul-Reinforcing Pill". After taking this pill, you can I spent six hours in the evil spirit.

After six hours, no matter what the outcome of the demon fight is, return to the Golden Buddha Temple immediately. "The golden jade monk made arrangements carefully.

A group of monks took the elixir prepared in advance, led by the Golden Jade Monk, and continued towards the Demon Blood Peak.

Along the way, they encountered several demon warriors. They were directly killed by the monks without using the Golden Jade Monk. They didn't even give them the chance to put down their butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately.

The operation went smoothly, and Jinyu Xiaoseng and his team arrived at the foot of Demon Blood Peak.

Looking at the demonic energy rolling on the Demonic Blood Peak, the third eye between the golden jade monk's brows suddenly became round.

In the Dharma Eyes, a golden light shot out, and immediately rolled into the shadow of a golden dragon, flying upward.

After a while, the young monk with golden jade put away his spell, but he murmured in his heart: "It is said that this Demon Blood Peak was thrown down by a Yuan Demon God of War from the outer star field in ancient times, and it turned into a mountain peak over time. When I saw it today, it was indeed the case. But why do I feel an inexplicable familiarity with this magic gun? I seem to have seen it somewhere but I can’t remember it.”

The monk guards beside the golden jade monk saw that he was lost in thought and did not dare to come forward to disturb him.

A team of one hundred warrior monks, holding fine iron demon-suppressing sticks, were waiting for the golden monk's order to rush to the Demon Blood Peak.

"The battle of slaying demons at Devil's Blood Peak is a complete success. Let's set off back to Golden Buddha Village!" The young golden monk raised his right hand and suddenly announced loudly.

"What? Go back to Jinfo Township?"

"We came all the way here just to slay the demons, and we just eliminated a few demon soldiers."

"Didn't you say you want to go to Demon Blood Peak to slay demons?"

"Is it because we are too powerful that the demons on Demon Blood Peak were scared away?"

"Golden Buddha Temple, mighty!"

"The Golden and Jade Holy Son is mighty!"

Hundreds of warrior monks held high their fine iron devil-conquering sticks and chanted slogans in unison.

The golden jade young monk's face immediately fell, and he whispered to himself: "Don't be so loud, okay? If you really attract those masters from the Western Region Demon Clan, it will be difficult for me, the young monk, to protect a hundred of you."

The golden and jade young monk said loudly: "It is said in the Tathagata Sutra that demons are not demons. Demons are in the human heart, and subduing demons is also subduing demons in the heart."

The hundreds of warrior monks behind him only know how to practice stick formations on weekdays and have little time to study Buddhist scriptures.

Hearing what the young monk Jinyu said, everyone seemed to understand but not understand, and looked at each other in confusion.

The little monk Jinyu explained: "Our trip to Demon Blood Peak is not only to kill a few demons from the Western Regions, but also to eradicate the inner demons of the people in Jinfo Township. If there are no demons in the hearts of the people, they will no longer be afraid, and their lives will be stable. . When people live smoothly, there will be no demons in the world. "

After hearing the simple explanation of the young monk Jinyu, everyone suddenly became enlightened and the tension in their hearts was swept away.

"The Golden Jade Saint is worthy of being the reincarnation of the Buddha." Someone shouted.

"The cultivation of Buddhism is many times higher than that of monks like us." Someone boasted.

"Hearing what the Holy Son of Gold and Jade said, the fear of the Yuan Demon that I originally had in my heart is gone. It's like a spring breeze, like a spring breeze." A monk gestured with his hands and said.

Immediately afterwards, the voices of Amitabha Buddha came and went one after another, and then became uniform.

The golden monk waved his hand and the scene became quiet.

The young golden jade monk focused his eyes and carefully observed the Demonic Blood Peak in front of him, and whispered to himself: "The demonic energy here is too strong, and the terrain is steep and complicated. If you go deep into it, there is a risk of the demonic energy invading your body, and you may be ambushed by the demons." , It’s really a very bad situation. I must ensure the safety of the monks behind me.”

Hundreds of warrior monks, led by the Golden Jade Monk, changed direction, and the front team turned into the back team, preparing to return the same way.

At this moment, something strange happened.

On the other side of the foot of Demonic Blood Peak, the ground rumbled, and a demonic atmosphere suddenly arose, as if a group of demonic snakes were rolling in it.

"There is indeed an ambush!"

The golden jade young monk had a stern look on his face, and the third golden eye between his brows flickered non-stop, and he said quickly: "All the warrior monks obeyed the order, retreated a hundred feet, put down the demon-suppressing array, and used the iron barrel style to defend against the enemy."

Hundreds of well-trained monks stood back a hundred feet, with their heads facing outwards, and the fine iron devil-subduing sticks in their hands were stacked together, making them impregnable.

But the little golden jade monk stood alone in front a hundred feet away, with his white wrought cassock flying like clouds, and golden light dots rolling on his body, like a Buddhist god.