Chapter 483 Dawei Tianlong [Happy Chinese New Year]

"You seem to hate that white snake."

Leaving the Broken Bridge over the West Lake, walking on an unknown mountain path, you will be guided by the falling snow.

"To be precise, as long as they are monsters, I hate them."

"Lawless, wanton, monsters, there may be good and bad things, but generally speaking, there are not many good things."

Zhu Houzhao said coldly that he did not deny that he was biased against monsters. From his perspective, the only people he could see were people.

All kinds of frosts compete for freedom and treat all things equally. It's not that he doesn't understand the truth, but understanding is one thing, and whether to practice it is another.

"Evildoer, suffer death"

There was a sound of fighting, and Zhu Houzhao took Ying Feixue and Zhu Qinghuang away in search of the sound.

In the dense woods, a handsome monk with a bald head was fighting a fierce battle with a group of demons.

Bang

"The Tao is in the human heart, follow your heart."

As for Fahai, the cassock he was wearing, and the whisk he was holding in his hand were all good things, there was no guarantee that Zhu Houzhao would not be tempted.

Zhu Houzhao pointed at Fa Hai, then at himself, and said: "Master is the Tao, I am the Tao, people are also the Tao, and existence is the Tao."

There was a trace of confusion in Fa Hai's eyes. Even if he hadn't met Bai Suzhen or Xiao Qing, he still had self-denial of his own Tao.

Hearing this, Fahai breathed a sigh of relief. If Zhu Houzhao really had evil intentions, he would not be sure to defeat Zhu Houzhao even if he possessed several powerful magic weapons.

Sitting cross-legged on the grass casually, Fahai extended an invitation to Zhu Houzhao: "I would like to discuss the great road with fellow Taoists."

Zhu Houzhao told the truth that eminent Buddhist monks like Fahai may not have learned his mental skills, but their ability to observe words and emotions must be extraordinary, and lying is useless.

The two sat face to face and started a discussion on Tao in the mountains and fields. Fahai was the first to ask: "In the eyes of fellow Taoists, what is Tao?"

As soon as the fly whisk was pulled out, a demon with a wolf head and a man whose cultivation reached the level of refining gods and returning to the void was blown up in the air. Blood rained everywhere and no bones were left.

Killing people to seize treasures is too common in the spiritual world.

"Zhu Shou?"

Killing demons and slaying demons was right in his opinion. If the demons did not die, there would be no peace in the world. However, the disapproval of many of his fellow disciples made him start to reflect on whether he was wrong.

Not only is this great monk ruthless, but his own cultivation is also impressive. He is also only one step away from becoming an immortal.

A glimmer of golden light flashed in his eyes. Looking at it with Buddha's eyes, he confirmed that Zhu Houzhao was a human and not a demon. The great monk said in a polite manner:

"Killing monsters is like killing lackeys. Master, you have such a good method."

In fact, he didn't take the lives of the demons seriously at all, but he was a member of the Buddhist sect after all, so he still had to pretend to be a little bit superficial.

Buddhism is compassionate and treats demons and evildoers mainly by converting them. It is really rare for a great monk like this one to kill directly without asking any questions.

Fahai murmured to himself, seeming to have some enlightenment. After a while, he came back to his senses and said: "The poor monk has a friend. According to my fellow Taoist, what should be the right choice?"

"He is truly a genius."

Sure enough it was him!

“What is the way to go?”

Zhu Houzhao walked over and praised him without hesitation.

Ying Feixue looked slightly sideways, she had never killed a monk with such high desire.

Although he was sure that the three members of Zhu Houzhao's family were human beings, he was still a little wary. As a Buddhist monk, Fa Hai knew very well that sometimes, human hearts are more unpredictable than demons.

Zhu Houzhao was convinced that when he encountered a monster, he would act like a mad dog. He would strike cruelly and show no mercy, and his fighting style was so violent and fierce that there would be no one else but Fahai.

Putting on the monk's robe, clasping his hands together, he recited a rebirth mantra, wishing all the demons a good journey on the road to hell and no evil in the next life.

Compassion, compassion, saving demons and demons, to promote the Buddha's mind, is just false compassion. Sending all demons and demons to hell is true compassion.

Seemingly aware of the arrival of Zhu Houzhao's family of three, the great monk no longer planned to continue fighting with the demons, and used all his firepower to slay the demons.

"Follow your heart, follow your heart"

The great monk is wearing a white monk's robe and holding a whisk. He looks like an Arhat from the West. He is so strong and powerful that he fights against the monsters with his own strength and has the upper hand.

The smile on Zhu Houzhao's face became stronger and stronger, and he deliberately guided Fahai to stabilize his Taoist heart.

Zhu Qinghuang, on the other hand, amazed him. Not only was he young, but his cultivation was superb, and his swordsmanship was at its peak. It was as pure as the blue sky and white sun. In time, she would definitely be an extraordinary female swordsman.

"I think this monk is very suitable to my taste. What's the point of keeping a bunch of monsters and monsters? The underworld is where they belong."

I couldn't help but admire and asked Zhu Houzhao: "Why is Brother Tao here?"

"Amitabha."

"When did such a great practitioner appear in the world!"

When dealing with demons, whether he should be merciful or merciful, or kill them all, became a flaw in his Taoist heart.

Especially in the world of spiritual practice, a skill, a magic weapon, or a pill may become a reason to fight for one's life.

The heavenly dragon was rampant and invincible. In just a few breaths, all the demons had gone to hell, leaving only blood red on the ground.

"The poor monk Fahai of Jinshan Temple dares to ask where my friend comes from?"

Fahai's eyes narrowed. He knew most of the powerful practitioners in the world. Some of them he didn't know had heard of their names. But Zhu Shou, forgive his ignorance, had never heard of them.

He pulled off the moon-white monk's robe, revealing his muscular body, and then the famous scene came!

"The mighty heavenly dragon, the World Honored Ksitigarbha, the prajna buddhas, the prajna prajna are empty."

The famous sword in Zhu Qinghuang's hand clanged against the blue water, and the majestic sword intention turned into a green phoenix, soaring into the sky. His heart was racing with endless excitement, and he wanted to prove the sword with the blood of the demon.

"Zhu came here with his wife and daughter on a trip. He didn't want to accidentally see the master subduing demons. He stopped to watch for a moment. I hope the master won't be weird."

"What a fierce monk."

His eyes moved towards Ying Feixue and Zhu Qinghuang. Ying Feixue had a great background, but he couldn't see many clues about it. He just assumed that Ying Feixue's cultivation was average.

Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly. It was also his wish to have a long discussion with Fa Hai.

A pair of wise eyes looked Zhu Houzhao up and down, and he was horrified to find that Zhu Houzhao's energy seemed to be there or not, and his state was unfathomable. According to preliminary estimates, he was not inferior to him.

But there was a calm smile on his face: "It turns out that it is Fa Hai Da Da Da, Shanye Sanren Zhu Shou, you are polite."

After enlightenment, he didn't like the compassionate Fahai, so he still killed the demons. The ruthless Fahai was more pleasing to the eye.

The whole body exudes bright Buddha light, and the Buddha's power flows through the limbs and bones. A majestic dragon flies out from behind. The dragon is so powerful that it subdues demons.

With a gentle sweep of the fly whisk, a large hole opened in the ground instantly, burying the corpses of the dead monsters. The Buddha's light turned into rain and dew, washing away all the blood and leaving no trace of mud.

Zhu Houzhao admired the great monk quite a lot.

"It's my wish, but I dare not invite you!"

He told Zhu Houzhao about the dilemma he was facing in the way of "having a friend", hoping that this unfathomable Taoist friend would give some advice.

After taking a deep look at Fahai, Zhu Houzhao did not expect that this great monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also play the trick of "I have a friend", but his face was calm and he said after thinking slightly:

"I can't give you a specific answer to the dilemma that my friend, Master, is facing, but I have something to say, and you may want to refer to it for details."

Fahai said seriously: "I would like to hear the details!"

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu! I wish everyone a happy Spring Festival, peace and all the best!
Chapter completed!