The monk's expression changed slightly.

Another monk was about to take action immediately.

"Slow down."

The monk who was pulled by Su Ting immediately spoke out, looked at Su Ting, and bowed: "I don't know where Tan Yue came from?"

Su Ting then let go and said with a smile: "I'm coming from heaven."

The two monks' expressions changed slightly. Due to their low cultivation, they could not tell the truth about the false words. However, this young man was definitely not an ordinary person.

"I want to know how a layer of haze is shrouded here and makes people panic?"

Su Ting carried his hands on his back and said, "You two are in such a hurry, where are you going?"

The monk did not hide it, but said, "Recently, a great demon king with a profound cultivation came from the river outside the city. He made waves and was powerful. At first, waves rose and drowned many people. Later, he put down his words. As long as he worshiped sixteen boys and sixteen virgins every year, he could keep the weather smoothly."

He sighed and said, "The master in the temple went to subdue demons, but was eaten by the great demon king. More than a dozen senior brothers packed the package and fled to their lives. Only the fourth senior brother is still in charge. He is now leading the remaining fellow disciples to save the dead in the city."

Su Ting frowned, as if he remembered something, and asked again: "What about you two?"

The monk replied: "The fourth brother asked me to invite the master of Xianyun Temple to subdue demons and demons, so that he could find a quiet place to pray quietly, hoping to make the Pure Land of the Western Paradise with sincere heart."

Su Ting thought for a moment and asked again: "Where is your temple?"

The two monks looked at each other, pointed in one direction, and said, "It's outside the city."

Su Ting waved his hand and said, "You two, let's go for yourself."

The two monks were worried, not knowing where the boy came from, not knowing whether the boy was a friend or an enemy, and they were quite panicked at the moment.

Su Ting ignored it and headed forward.

——

As I walked along the way, I felt sad and bleak.

Every household here worships Buddhas or Bodhisattvas.

Now that we are suffering from disasters, many people are chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha's name, which seems extremely pious.

Su Ting's expression was calm and there was no change.

In his previous life, he did not think there were ghosts and gods between heaven and earth, so he sneered at this act of seeking gods and worshiping Buddhas. But in this life, he knew that there were ghosts and gods in the world, but he still did not think that seeking gods and worshiping Buddhas would have any use to turn the world around.

For example, every household in front of us sincerely worships the Buddha and still suffers disaster.

At present, all families are chanting scriptures sincerely and are in a panic, but there is still no Buddha who comes down to the realm to subdue demons and demons to save them.

"Um?"

Su Ting suddenly stopped and walked towards one of them.

This family has white silk hanging, which is obviously a mourning situation.

Along the way, there was only one family, and they did not ask God to worship Buddha.

Su Ting saw that this family was also worshiping great Bodhisattvas. It was obvious that this family did not have the intention to worship Buddha, but that there was a mourning at home. According to customs, incense and worship could not be worshipped for a year.

"My eldest son has been suffering from disaster. I hope the Bodhisattva will be merciful and merciful, and will protect the rest of my descendants and will not suffer any more disasters. I will ensure peace in this area and save the monster."

There is an old man in this family who did not worship incense, but kept muttering to himself, his eyes dazed.

Su Ting approached and asked, "Old man, you have been praying to God and Buddha for your whole life, but you ended up sending a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Obviously, you have received incense in this life, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens have received in vain, but they have not protected you. How can you still be so sincere now?"

When the old man heard this, his face suddenly changed and he angrily said, "What nonsense is it? Everything has a certain number! Since my child's life is like this, it is naturally destined. How can I blame the gods and Buddhas? This time I lost my eldest son, how can I know that the gods and Buddhas will not resolve the smooth flow of my family?"

Su Ting frowned and said, "Since everything has a fixed number, and gods and Buddhas cannot change the fixed number, then what's the use of asking gods and worshiping Buddhas?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then took the broom, swept over, and said angrily: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

Su Ting retreated, thinking about something.

He turned and left, frowned slightly.

He looked at the people in the city again and asked gods to worship Buddhas, and vaguely felt strange.

"I pray to God and Buddha, just to ask for peace of mind?"

Su Ting murmured to himself: "At first I just wanted to be at peace, but there was a disaster. For peace of mind, they could only push everything to the two destiny and then to themselves, and they did not dare to blame the gods and Buddhas at all. Perhaps the old man would feel that he had bumped into the gods and Buddhas, and then worshipped him several times with great fanfare. To be honest, this is quite similar to some customs in Middle-earth."

He is now a celestial immortal, and can bear incense like a god and a Buddha.

But he has not built a temple yet.

But he was vaguely resistant to this.

After seeing this time before him, he even felt the cause and effect from incense and the thread that was involved behind it.

"Before I can divide my mind into hundreds of millions of people and to eliminate disasters and solve doubts one by one for thousands of believers, I must not receive the power of incense and vows."

Su Ting cursed inwardly: "From this time, it is not a good thing to be obsessed with incense and be entangled with cause and effect."

——

The fourth senior brother in this temple is a monk in his forty years, but his face is fair and looks like he is about thirty years old.

This monk is still dressed as a monk from the Western Land. His clothes are not as delicate as those of the Middle Land monk. He is a little rough, but he is full of gentleness.

"This fourth senior brother has a cultivation level comparable to that of a Taoist master."

Su Ting nodded slightly and said to himself: "In theory, the higher the cultivation level, the more stable the temperament, but in fact, people have their own temperaments, not single. Even if the Buddha has a thousand-faced Dharma appearance, no matter the monks and Taoists, no matter the level of Taoism, their temperaments are different... Even if it is the righteous immortal path, which is known for its tranquility and inaction, the little immortal man is not truly a tranquility and inaction."

He walked forward, with a little appreciation in his heart, and recited: "But this monk is calm enough than the two monks just now."

The fourth senior brother bowed and said, "What are the doubts about Tan Yue?"

Su Ting clasped his hands together and said, "I have something to ask."

The fourth senior brother said, "Please tell me Tan Yue."

Su Ting said: "Before this big demon king appeared, did there be any abnormal movements around him?"

The fourth senior brother thought about it, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe it's because I am not profound enough in Buddhism."

Su Ting nodded and said, "It seems you don't know anymore. I'll just ask if I'll just ask if it's a different guy."

The fourth senior brother nodded slightly and said, "Tan Yue asked as soon as possible and try to leave here. The big demon king is really difficult to deal with. I am no match for it. I can only recite scriptures to save these dead people and help them to rebirth. I will do my best to do my best."

Su Ting looked at him deeply and said, "I have seen many monks asking for rewards from the people. They go to their houses and recite a few useless scriptures at will. But you, a monk who is really capable, don't want rewards."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, waved his hand, and said, "All people in the world, no matter how monks, Taoists and secular people are, no matter how they practice, they always have all kinds of temperaments. Today I see you like this, it's okay... I don't need to thank me for the disasters here today."

When the fourth senior brother heard this, he was slightly stunned and a little confused.

And Su Ting's figure has gradually faded away.

He stayed away from this place, his clothes gradually changed, and he returned to the True Lord's robe and clothes.

His breath no longer restrains, and his eyes gradually become colder.

Since receiving the imperial edict, I felt a little depressed. After going down the world, I felt in a bad mood throughout the journey and needed to vent my feelings.

This big demon king bumped into Su and had bad luck.

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