Chapter 152 The Poor Taoist and the Master are looking for you

The master was silent.

No, how come fellow Taoist knows everything? To be honest, Guiwu thinks that he is quite intelligent, otherwise he would not have been able to practice Buddhism to this level.

But now he could only listen to his fellow Taoist explain it, and then he understood it.

What do you understand here?

At this moment, Chen Le looked at Lin Fan in fear.

Lin Fan recovered and said, "Child, go back quickly. This practice is not what you think. They want to eat you. They will twist off your head, break your limbs, and boil them in a big pot until the meat is separated from the bones and becomes pink and tender."

Chen Le's face turned pale, he screamed, turned around and ran away, gradually disappearing into the distance under Lin Fan's gaze.

"Fellow Daoist, is it okay to let this child go back by himself?" Gui Wu asked.

Lin Fan sighed, "We have to do it even if we can't. The situation here is definitely not something we can explain in a few words. Even if we follow them and explain it, the final result will only be that we will be regarded as evil spirits. Not only will they not be grateful, but they will hate us. After all, stopping someone from practicing is like killing their parents."

Gui Wu nodded, "Did you see any tentacles falling from the black cloud?"

"Yes, look at that man's body. All of his essence has been plundered by the tentacles, so it is impossible to refine it into flesh spirit incense. They use ordinary people as consumables, and this black cloud thing is also using them as consumables. In my opinion, the turbid air in the sky of our lower world must be inseparable from it." Lin Fan said.

Gui Wu looked up at the sky. Such a clear void could actually hide such a horrible thing.

It's terrifying.

They really wanted to know where those practitioners who had gone from the lower world to the upper world were.

It was eliminated by practitioners from the upper realm.

Or blend in with it, absorb the camouflaged aura along with the crowd, and become a prepared consumable.

Luo Yu, whom he met that day, said a lot, but he was wary of them and did not tell them everything. It seemed that he was hiding something, perhaps because he could not figure out their true situation.

Lin Fan searched the corpse and found some money. He didn't need it in the past, but when he came to a new place or was away from home, he always needed it. Wouldn't it be nice to order a bowl of beef noodles from the master occasionally?

He found a transparent bottle that could distinguish the grade of essence during the test, but it looked ordinary, so he crushed it directly.

A few days later, when they stepped into a place, they suddenly felt a strange fluctuation emanating from this place.

Ordinary people cannot feel it, but for practitioners like Lin Fan, even the slightest fluctuation cannot escape their perception.

In an open space in front stood a statue as tall as a person, covered with red ropes and red cloth, and with residual ashes from incense burners.

This statue is erected at the entrance of the village.

"Master, what we need most right now is to understand the general situation here. We just happened to find this person in the village and ask him." Lin Fan said.

Gui Wu looked at the statue and nodded, saying, "That's very good."

The statue has fluctuations of magical power. Many people who practice alone like to play tricks and keep all living beings in the dark under the guise of high-sounding names. This is also passed down from generation to generation. The black cloud creature disguises the spiritual energy. That is the overall situation, and all living beings are involved.

When we entered the village, we saw that a ceremony was being held. Villagers wearing strange masks were singing loudly incomprehensible content.

Some villagers were carrying a wooden frame with a woman tied on it. Her body was wrapped in green leaves and she was in a coma.

Lin Fan and the master mingled among the villagers and learned that the woman's mind had been taken over by an evil spirit and now needed to be sent to the Wuxi Temple. After being suppressed by the Wuxi Temple, she would be fine the next day.

Lin Fan and Gui Wu looked at each other.

Such a familiar routine.

This kind of routine is very common in the lower world. As expected, as long as you see it often, there is nothing strange about it. Whether it is in the lower world or the upper world, it is basically the same.

As night falls, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. The Wuxi Temple is located in the best feng shui location in the village.

All the villagers were resting in their houses, not worrying about the woman being possessed by evil spirits during the day. After all, the Wuxi Temple was here, so nothing would happen.

In the temple.

A clay statue is sitting cross-legged on an altar, with various offerings placed in front of it.

The woman was placed in the temple and lay quietly on the ground.

In the dark night, except for the chirping of insects, everything else is silent.

suddenly.

A faint light flashed on the surface of the clay statue, and then an illusory figure was seen walking out of the clay statue, walking to the ground, and gradually solidifying.

The man was wearing a long robe and had narrow eyes, giving off a sinister vibe.

He came to the woman, bent down and looked at her carefully, took a deep breath, smelled the unique fragrance of the woman, and showed a look of intoxication.

"As expected, I chose her myself. She is so beautiful."

"It's been a great night."

Suddenly, the man was startled and noticed footsteps outside the door. He quickly turned around and turned into a stream of light and returned to the clay statue. The man who returned to the clay statue was quite unhappy.

How could there be such ignorant villagers?

Don't you know that after sending people to Wuxi Temple, no one can get close to them? It seems that the dream is not enough. After this matter is resolved, he must enter the village chief's dream, explain the matter, and severely punish this person. He disturbed this seat's dissatisfaction and still wants to live. It's just a dream.

With a creak, the temple door was pushed open.

Lin Fan and the master walked into the temple and then closed the temple door.

Lin Fan glanced at the woman still lying on the ground, then looked at the clay statue on the altar, and said, "Aren't you going to have fun tonight? Why don't you come out? I really want to know how you have fun."

The man hiding in the clay statue was horrified. The visitor had bad intentions, a Taoist and a Buddha. Could they be people from Liuli Mountain and the Ku Zen Sect?

Suddenly, thick fog appeared in the house out of nowhere, and the man wanted to take the opportunity to escape.

"Amitabha."

The end of the staff in Guiwu's hand lightly touched the ground, and instantly a ray of Buddha's light spread out like a wave, covering the walls of the Wuxi Temple.

There was a bang, as if something hard hit the wall.

The fog dissipated.

I saw a figure collapsed to the ground in a mess, covering his head and grimacing, obviously hurt.

He knew that he had met a tough guy. This bald donkey was very skilled and was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Who are you? I am..."

Before the man could finish his words, Lin Fan stepped forward, grabbed the man by the collar, raised his hands and slapped him left and right, and slapped him twice, making the man dizzy, seeing stars, and standing there in a daze.

"Don't bother with all this nagging. Poor Master and I are looking for you. Our target is very clear." Lin Fan hated those who pretended to be gods and ghosts the most. They practiced some evil techniques and thought they were lawless. He had practiced so many techniques but had never pretended like this.

The man's confused look disappeared, replaced by clarity, and he said in awe: "Master, what do you want from me?"

Lin Fan looked at the master with a smile on his face, and pointed at the man, "Master, he became obedient instantly. I once said that if you want to make a person sober, preaching is the worst option. The best option is this."

After saying that, he stretched out four fingers, and the meaning was very clear: a slap.

"Amitabha." Gui Wu knew that what his fellow Taoist said made sense, but he was unwilling to agree.

The man observed the two carefully and felt that they were not from Liuli Mountain and Kuchan Sect. After all, he had always been careful to stay here and never extended his hand to the territories of those two major forces.

You can't just sit there doing nothing and deliberately come to cause trouble for him.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you something." Lin Fan said.

The man felt a little aggrieved. You wanted to ask me something, but you just slapped me without knowing the truth. Is this the right attitude to ask questions? Is there anyone who asks questions like this? "Excuse me, seniors. As long as I know, I will tell you everything." The man lowered his posture and was extremely respectful, fearing that he would be killed on the spot because of some small questions.

"What's the situation with this woman?" Lin Fan asked.

The man said: "Master, this woman has been possessed by an evil spirit..."

Pah! Lin Fan slapped the man's mouth, breaking all his teeth. The teeth were covered with blood and splattered. "I want to ask you, what's the situation with this woman?"

As soon as the other person opened his mouth, he knew he was going to make up a story.

Mao Miaomiao said, "You are such a dishonest fellow. Our Taoist priest has seen all kinds of situations. When you squat down, our Taoist priest knows what shape of poop you are going to poop. And you still want to talk nonsense, huh."

Proud, complacent, and proud of the Taoist priest.

"Miao Miao, how can a girl say such vulgar words? Who did you learn this from?" Lin Fan felt that there was something not very nice about what Miao Miao said.

"Rat taught me."

The blue rat lying on my shoulder glared at me and said, "It's none of my business. I didn't say anything."

The man was frightened after being beaten, and trembled as he said, "I just felt lonely at night and wanted to have some fun."

"Happy? How do you feel happy?" Lin Fan asked.

“That’s the kind of joy.”

"What kind of happiness?"

The man was confused by Lin Fan's repeated questioning. Was it necessary to ask in such detail?

Perhaps because he was under great psychological pressure from being asked, the man answered without hesitation: "Just take off her clothes and then have some fun."

Lin Fan asked, "Have you always used this method to play with women? You use evil methods to make the woman's family think that she is possessed by evil spirits, and then send her to the temple. Then you defile her body without anyone noticing. Not only does she not know, but you also want her to be grateful to you, right?"

"There's no need to be grateful, I just feel a little refreshed." The man was extremely nervous, he never expected to encounter such a thing.

Lin Fan saw the other person off, and with a wave of his hand, he conjured up two benches out of thin air with his wood energy, and sat down with the master.

"I would like to ask you how the realms of the Foundation Establishment Period are divided?" Lin Fan asked.

As soon as these words were spoken, the man looked up abruptly, and was sure that the other person was not from Liuli Mountain or Kuchan Sect. He did not know the boundaries of foundation building, so he could only be from the lower realm.

But that's not right. You don't even know the differences between the Foundation Establishment Stage, so how did you achieve this level of cultivation?

Don't be fooled by the fact that he is huddled here and seems very weak, he is actually a real foundation-building master.

As if he felt the gaze was a little offensive, the man lowered his head and said, "To break through the foundation building stage in the Qi Refining Stage, one needs to visualize, that is, visualize the magic that one has practiced. To visualize a perfect magic that has been practiced to the extreme, this is the first stage. The second stage is solidification, which is to materialize the visualized object. The third stage is hard to say. This stage is different for each person, and different people have different perceptions."

"Senior, I am a humble person and don't know much. I have been trapped in meditation for more than seventy years. I have said everything I need to say."

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Hearing this, Lin Fan thought that he could understand what the other party said.

With his current situation, when he broke through to the foundation-building stage, he had already skipped the first stage and directly reached the second stage of solidification.

The three objects on the altar in his body are the embodiment of supernatural powers.

Gui Wu was also in deep thought, and then he said to himself, "Illusion, observation, and self-nature. When self-nature becomes consciousness, it is Buddha. I have cultivated into an Arhat in the realm of Qi Refining. Why is the realm of cultivation so chaotic? Could it be that the truth is in the hands of man? All changes are what we think and understand. I have understood, I have understood."

As he spoke, Gui Wu sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, sealed his five senses, and entered a mysterious state of enlightenment.

Lin Fan looked at the master and saw Buddha's light flowing around him. There was even a Buddha lotus blooming, and a vast and solemn aura permeated the air.

Lin Fan knew that the master had a very deep background and his understanding of Buddhism was incomparable to that of ordinary Buddhist monks.

As the master entered into meditation, Lin Fan was too lazy to ask him more questions. He absorbed his soul into his body and directly checked the frozen memories. He then refined the man into flesh spirit incense, not giving the black cloud disaster any chance to absorb it.

"Master, what happened to the master?" asked Fox Daji.

Lin Fan said: "Master, he has realized it."

"ah?"

"The master is a high monk in Buddhism, and he cultivates his mind. Practitioners who follow this path are unreasonable. They either break and then build again, or they die if they don't break. Shu Shu has done immeasurable merits, and you have opened up a brand new path for the master." Lin Fan said.

The rat, who was lying on his shoulder pretending to be dead, immediately raised his head and said, "Master, I just did what I should do."

Lin Fan touched Shushu's head and said, "The master will definitely become a Buddha in the future. If that day comes, you should go find the master and settle this karma with him. You will also become a Buddha."

Others could not see it, so how could he not see it? Master Guiwu had a very high Buddha nature, and his eye of merit would not deceive people. It was not long after he had just come down the mountain that he met Master Guiwu.

When I first saw him with the eyes of merit, I was shocked by the Master’s Buddha nature.

If it weren't for the restrictions of the lower realm, the master's achievements would be unimaginable.

The master seemed to have said that his own talent could not be considered top-notch, but Cui Wushuang was not inferior to him. However, talent is talent, and understanding is what is really important.

One day of sudden enlightenment, he became a Buddha instantly.

Some people have studied Buddhism for hundreds or even thousands of years, but are still not as enlightened as the master did in one day.

At this time, Qingtian Shu Li said loyally: "No, Shu Shu, I am a Taoist priest's rat in life and a Taoist priest's rat ghost in death. Shu Shu, I am a Taoist priest's rat and will never enter Buddhism."

"You have ambition." Lin Fan was very pleased and touched Shushu's head. "As long as I can succeed, I will make all of you ancestors."

Not only did he eat meat, he also made his followers eat meat.

Who is he? He is the Lim Doo-hwan of the spiritual world.

After a long time, Master Guiwu opened his eyes with a smile, "Daoyou, I have finally realized that the so-called foundation building is not static. It is just as that person said. Everyone has their own understanding. I have figured out my own path."

"Congratulations, Master." Lin Fan said with a smile, "Now that Master's Buddhism has advanced further, let's go. Wuxi Temple has a high status in the village, and nothing we say will be of any use. But without him causing trouble, there will be no evil spirits entering the body. Let them regard Wuxi Temple as a souvenir."

Gui Wudao: "Fellow Daoist, you have obtained the Qi Yuan Yin Shen Feng Shen method in the Imperial City. Why don't you use this method to become a god and lead these people to the right path?"

"The Qi Source Leading Body to the Gods Method is a method of the lower realm. It is useless to me to practice it. It is a waste of energy... Oh, that's right." Lin Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, "Daji, Miaomiao, Shushu, you can practice this method to establish yourself in the upper realm. With your current situation, you absorb the essence too slowly. If you enter the foundation building stage, I am afraid that you are not smart enough to improve. But if you practice the God-conferring method, although your foundation is not stable, you will make rapid progress. What do you think?"

Yes, it would be a great idea to let the three demons be deified.

The incense and fire add to your body, forging a divine body of incense and fire, and washing away all the foul air.

"We listen to the Taoist priest." The three demons had unconditional trust in the Taoist priest and they did whatever the Taoist priest told them to do.

"Well, then, let's practice the Qi Source Leading Body to Seal the Gods Method."

…

Early in the morning, it was daybreak.

When the people arrived at the gate of Wuxi Temple, they were all staring in shock, with confusion in their eyes. How did the name of the temple become "Fox Fairy Temple"?

They rubbed their eyes, thinking they had come to the wrong place.

Just when they were confused, the temple door opened and the woman who was sent came out wearing clothes. The woman's clothes were the ones Miaomiao stole last night.

"Xiao Cui, what do you think?" a citizen asked.

The woman called Xiao Cui said: "Village head, fellow villagers, I have seen the Fox Fairy."

"ah?"

The people were stunned. A fox fairy?

What was going on? Xiao Cui told the people about what she had encountered in her dream. The people were stunned, as if their previous cognition had suffered a great shock.

Some are skeptical.

Suddenly, a vast Buddhist sound rang out.

The people were in a trance. The scenery in front of them changed. There were many villagers around, but why was he standing alone in front of the temple? Just when the villagers wanted to shout loudly.

The temple was shrouded in a rosy glow, and in that glow, a woman whose beauty could not be described in words descended from the sky.

The common people in their respective illusions knelt down and shouted "Fox Fairy".

Daji was a little nervous but also a little expectant as she acted as a charlatan for the first time.

She told him what the Taoist priest had taught her.

In Lin Fan's eyes, a picture is more effective than ten thousand words, especially in this world full of spiritual practice, it is very easy to play tricks.

Especially when there is a great monk like the master dubbing the text.

The Buddhist Sanskrit sounds are very high-end.

Even if you don’t understand it, it doesn’t matter, because the Sanskrit sounds give people a feeling of dignity and sacredness, which will make people’s hearts calm down involuntarily.

After this series of operations, the local people firmly believed in the Fox Fairy.

Especially after seeing the appearance of the Fox Fairy.

They felt that this was the true god.

At this time, it was not far from the village.

“Daji, you have to practice this Divine Art well. Your innate magical powers will play a big role.” Lin Fan said.

"Yes, Taoist priest."

Daji was very happy and felt an indescribable motivation.

Miaomiao and Shushu were very envious.

But there was no other way. They had not yet mastered the method of conferring the gods, nor did they have the illusion ability of sister Daji. Only after they had mastered the method of conferring the gods could they enter the dreams of the people.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Master, I still have to rely on you in the early stages."

Master Guiwu looked at Lin Fan and said, "Amitabha, I am so sorry for my sins."

The master never expected that his own Sanskrit chanting would be used in such a place.

It's really a sin.

If Jiekong were here and saw this situation, he would probably jump out and scold the master.

Look, I told you to spend less time with Taoist Master Xuan Dian, but you didn't listen. Now you have been led astray.

(End of this chapter)