Hearing the noise outside, the monk took a cassock and put it on, then led a few little monks towards the deepest part of the courtyard.
"Divine monk?"
Bai Wuchang muttered to himself, and he understood in his heart that the divine monk might also stay here, and this monk was so greedy, so he just followed and watched.
After a cup of tea, the monk walked into a courtyard outside the forest. It was very quiet in the courtyard, without any other voices. Bai Wuchang saw a thin monk meditating.
The young monk was wearing a spotless robe, the room was clean, and the table was shining brightly.
Although he was sitting there, his eyes were like the abyss, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking. Moreover, he sat there motionless like a mountain, making people dare not look directly at him, as if his eyes could see everything in the world clearly.
Outsiders couldn't see clearly, but Bai Wuchang could see very clearly that there was golden light flowing around this holy monk. Bai Wuchang's heart tightened when he saw it, and he didn't dare to get too close for fear of being discovered.
"I have seen the divine monk. Today, a wealthy man in the city, who is extremely filial and pure, begged the divine monk to save his mother's life and pray for his mother to live ten years longer. He also specially sent offerings and incense money to the Buddha..."
The middle-aged monk waved his hand and had someone bring in a box of yellow and white things, but Bai Wuchang looked a little strange.
The old man carried three boxes of yellow and white things into the middle-aged monk's residence. How come they became just one box when they came to this great monk?
And he made the way of collecting money sound so refreshing and refined.
Offerings and incense money in front of Buddha?
"Well, you can arrange your time tomorrow. While we are still here, you can do more for the people in the city. As for these yellow and white things, just keep them. You can use them to build temples or for other purposes in the future..."
This divine monk was actually Jin Chanzi. He nodded, looked at the middle-aged monk, and agreed readily. This made the middle-aged monk very happy. After bowing to him, he prepared to leave.
"Since you are here, why don't you come in and sit down?"
Jin Chanzi actually shouted this to Bai Wuchang who was outside the house. Bai Wuchang was surprised when he heard this, but thinking that Zhang Fan was behind them, he went in without hesitation.
Golden cicada
As soon as Bai Wuchang entered the room, he originally planned to ask Jin Chanzi why she allowed her eldest disciple to kill the Yellow Lion Monster. Since monks are compassionate, why do they have to take people's lives?
Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he heard Jin Chanzi's loud shout as he entered the door.
"How dare the evildoer stay in the human world?"
Without asking any questions, he raised his hand and made a Buddha's hand seal and began to chant a spell. Bai Wuchang saw golden words coming out of his mouth, and those words suddenly became bigger, like a mountain, and smashed down on himself and the yellow lion monster respectively.
Bai Wuchang was horrified.
I am better off, at least I still have a human body, but the yellow lion monster is a soul. In the eyes of ordinary people, these souls are just wandering ghosts, and the Buddhist scriptures are most afraid of these things.
Many Buddhist scriptures have a purifying effect. The Buddhist scriptures recited by a great monk like Jin Chanzi can directly scare away the soul of the yellow lion monster.
All the Bai Wuchang were very anxious.
The Yellow Lion Monster was taken in by his master. I am going to bring him out tonight. If something really happens to him, how will I explain myself?
His master has been so kind to him, how could he let the yellow lion monster's soul fly away?
Thinking of this, Bai Wuchang rushed directly to the front of the Yellow Lion Monster, wanting to protect him, but the golden characters not only affected the Yellow Lion Monster, but also had a great impact on him.
Because he was also one of the ten great ghost commanders in the underworld.
Buddhist scriptures have a restraining effect on natural evil spirits.
Jin Chanzi's Buddhist scriptures can not only scare the Yellow Lion Monster to death, but also seriously injure Bai Wuchang or even kill him.
A huge golden word fell on Bai Wuchang's body, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body felt like it was hit by a huge rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds. He gritted his teeth in pain and felt that his bones were almost broken.
Is Buddhism so terrifying?
It really caught him off guard, and in panic he threw a soul-collecting mirror.
This is a treasure bestowed by Zhang Fan, and it is also the most powerful magic weapon on Bai Wuchang. At this moment, Bai Wuchang can only use this to save himself. Otherwise, getting injured is a small matter. He is afraid that both of them will be killed here inadvertently.
It turned out that the soul-calling mirror was indeed not simple and was much stronger than the mirror in the underworld.
As soon as the mirror appeared, Jin Chanzi, who was originally reciting scriptures, felt dazed and had a splitting headache. He could no longer recite the scriptures. He looked at the soul-calling mirror with great surprise.
This baby is so powerful?
It made him feel as if his soul was leaving his body for a moment. He even had the illusion that if he continued to recite the scriptures, his soul would really leave his body in the next moment and be taken advantage of by the soul-calling mirror.
In all the desperate situations, Jin Chanzi chose to keep his mind focused, which allowed Bai Wuchang and the Yellow Lion Monster to escape calmly.
Then there was a sound of footsteps, and a skinny, short monk with a monkey head jumped in. He was none other than Sun Wukong, the companion of Jin Chanzi who crossed the sea to the Tang Dynasty to preach, and also Jin Chanzi's eldest disciple.
Originally, Sun Wukong was of great origin. He was the Buddha of Victory in Battle. However, although he was canonized as a Buddha, he was ostracized in Lingshan because of his outspoken and hot-tempered personality. For Sun Wukong, being able to cross the sea to the Tang Dynasty this time was a good thing.
Jin Chanzi was the Buddha's direct disciple, and although Sun Wukong had a high status, he was ultimately a marginalized figure. When they went down the mountain, the Buddha repeatedly reminded them to protect Jin Chanzi's safety.
They were equivalent to Jin Chanzi's bodyguards, but in order to win people's hearts, Jin Chanzi allowed them to call him Master.
This master is not that master!
As soon as there was any movement from Jin Chanzi's side, Sun Wukong rushed over immediately.
"Master, there was a demonic aura just now, but a demon has come. Is Master injured?"
In fact, although Jin Chanzi looks thin, he is not powerless. He is the disciple of Buddha and his position is higher than that of Guanyin Bodhisattva. How could he not know how to catch demons and monsters?
Whenever Monkey King saw the evil spirit, he was not particularly worried about Jin Chanzi's safety. If the evil spirit encountered him, it was hard to say who would live or die.
"No problem. One is just a ghost messenger who has returned to life from a dead body, and the other is actually the soul of a lion demon. I'm afraid it is the yellow lion monster you killed during the day. But these two low-level demons actually have a treasure in their hands. It made me so uneasy that my soul almost left my body when I was reciting Buddhist scriptures. This is a great treasure..."
Jin Chanzi thought about the appearance of the treasure and described it in detail to Sun Wukong, but Sun Wukong slapped his thigh and said something else.
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