Clap clap clap!
The monk's staff struck the Earth God of Huangye Town. With each strike, the Earth God's spirit would dim a little, and his wails echoed in the cave.
The staff can scatter the souls of ordinary monsters. The local earth god of Huangye Town wanted to curse the pig demon's ancestor. Why did he have to use the staff? He was practically trying to kill it!
Chu Peiran watched as the pig demon staff struck the Earth God and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "This kind of punishment is quite interesting."
"Finally finished."
The pig demon was sweating profusely from exhaustion.
The land god of Huangye Town was almost defeated.
Qin Luo arrived outside the cave and used his supernatural powers to move the Earth God Temple of Huangye Town to a remote mountain fifty miles away, where only a few poor families lived. "Reform yourself properly in the future. If there is a next time, I will make sure you are completely destroyed."
"Yes, sir!"
The local earth god of Huangye Town slunk away.
The pig demon waved his hand, "Old Huang, come back and visit often."
Chu Peiran chuckled and joked, "Brother Dao, are you planning to keep this pig for the New Year instead of slaughtering it?"
Thump!
The pig demon knelt before Gui Chen, pleading, "Master, save me! I, this old pig, am willing to convert to Buddhism."
Gui Chen said earnestly, "The pig demon did not kill without cause, Brother Chu, please spare its life."
Chu Peiran laughed heartily, "I was just trying to scare it, to let it know what it feels like to be scared."
The pig demon answered truthfully, "It's fun to scare people, but when I'm scared, I miss my mother."
"What are your plans, fellow Daoist, to deal with the pig demon?"
"Let Master Guichen deal with the pig demon."
Qin Luo dislikes acting arbitrarily, and since Gui Chen has agreed to handle the chaos caused by demons, this matter should be entrusted to him.
Gui Chen smiled kindly, "Since you are willing to convert to Buddhism, then come with me."
"Master, are you serious?"
The pig demon looked surprised.
Gui Chen raised the golden bowl in his hand.
A golden light enveloped the pig demon in the golden bowl.
"Amazing!"
Chu Peiran came to Gui Chen's side. He looked at the pig demon that had turned back into its original form in the golden bowl and joked with a smile, "It seems that I am the only one who is truly traveling on a shoestring budget."
Gui Chen said in a serious tone, "Brother Chu, I am penniless and should be the poorest."
Chu Peiran looked at Qin Luo and joked with a smile, "Brother Dao, you must be the richest."
Qin Luo shook his head and chuckled, "We're all poor guys. This Taoist robe of mine was a gift from a female benefactor."
“Tell me more about the female benefactor.”
"Brother Chu, there are beauties in books."
"Hahaha."
Qin Luo and the others returned to the town. It was already late. They arrived at the door of the house they had just visited. Gui Chen stepped forward and knocked on the door. "Benefactor, the monster in the mountain has been subdued."
"real?"
The middle-aged man was skeptical.
Gui Chen handed the golden bowl to him.
The middle-aged man was both surprised and delighted to see the pig demon in the golden bowl. He quickly bowed and said, "You truly are a master. On behalf of the people of Huangye Town, I thank you for your great kindness."
Gui Chen retrieved the golden bowl, bowed in return, and said, "Benefactor, this humble monk would like to ask for a piece of rag."
“Uncle, if you give him a piece of cloth, it’s like sharing some of your family’s good fortune with him. You should think it over.” Chu Peiran wanted to know if he was willing to bestow his blessings.
"Master, you helped us subdue the monster. This is nothing of a blessing." The middle-aged man didn't hesitate. He tore a piece of cloth from his robe. "Thank you, Master."
Gui Chen put away the tattered cloth and bowed, saying, "Amitabha."
“Master, it’s so late, why don’t you stay at my house for the night?”
"No need, we still have a long way to go."
Qin Luo and the others left the town.
Gui Chen only asks for a piece of cloth wherever he goes. Chu Peiran asked curiously, "How do you know his family is blessed?"
Chu Peiran felt that Qin Luo and Gui Chen both knew which family was blessed. Qin Luo smiled and said, "A family that accumulates good deeds will surely have abundant blessings."
Gui Chen nodded, "If you have a kind heart, even if blessings haven't arrived, misfortune has already departed."
“I understand the reasoning, but I can’t see any good fortune in him. If you could tell me his literary talent, I could probably tell.” Chu Peiran shook his head and sighed softly.
Qin Luo asked with great interest, "Brother Chu, how much literary aura do I possess?"
Chu Peiran observed carefully and was somewhat surprised, "I didn't expect you to be a scholar, with five pecks of literary talent."
What is "literary spirit"?
"Literary spirit is the spirit of righteousness. Scholars use this spirit to cleanse their marrow and temper their bodies. The threshold for becoming a scholar is lower than that for a martial artist, but it is more difficult for a scholar to stand out than for a martial artist. There are fewer scholars who can cultivate literary courage than martial artists who have cultivated the Golden Core of martial arts."
"Been taught a lesson."
"They're all buddies."
"Hahaha."
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