"Your Majesty, it's not too late to wait. Please give me your blessing."

The warehouse is full of people clasping their fists and saluting, please bring out the treasure wine gourd.

This gourd looks ordinary, but it is one of the Eight Treasures of the Ghost King Zhongkui and has extraordinary power.

The girl holding the mirror just now was refined by the gourd and turned into ashes.

Zhong Sheng motioned to Qingfeng Li to take a few steps back and get out of the way.

The gourd was suspended in mid-air and suddenly expanded to the size of a carriage.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Sheng jumped up. At first he was worried that the gourd was smooth and difficult to grasp.

When he sat on the gourd, he found that it was supported by airflow, making him sit firmly and not afraid of slipping.

Li Qingfeng also jumped on the gourd, grabbed it with both hands, and the air flow gathered into the reins.

"Your Majesty, have a pleasant journey."

Mancang and all the Ghost King's soldiers knelt down and worshiped in front of the gourd.

"Say hello to my second uncle for me."

Zhong Sheng waved to them, and the gourd under him spurted out airflow and flew into the air unsteadily.

Rising higher and higher, the surrounding gray air becomes thicker and thicker, and the sky above our heads is approaching rapidly.

"Mr. Zhonglang, if we don't have this treasure, we will have to spend a lot of money to return to the earth."

Qingfeng Li sighed, it’s better to have a background and a backer!

According to his original plan, finding Zhong Sheng is still the first step, and the road from the underworld to the Yang world must be full of crises.

Now the plan has changed, and the treasure gourd will fly and arrive in the blink of an eye.

The vortex in the sky rotates, and as it gets closer, the rotation speed becomes faster and faster.

Zhong Sheng took a look and felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhong, please don't look directly..."

Midway through Qingfeng Li's words, the two of them were sucked into the vortex.

The treasure gourd became empty. It stayed there for a moment, then turned sharply and fell back to the vast earth.

……

Monk Ming was very preoccupied and kept chanting sutras intermittently.

A layman can't hear anything, but if a Buddhist is present, he will be able to tell that he is thinking blindly.

In the open space next to it, the poodle was taking a nap, and the little donkey was half-kneeling on the ground, licking Zhong Sheng's fingers.

The ape's eyes widened, and he quickly stabbed the mosquitoes flying in the air to death.

Zhong Sheng and Li Qingfeng were lying side by side on the soft grass, their faces were lifelike, but their mouths and noses were not breathing at all.

This look is like that of a living dead.

Suddenly...

"Oh, ho ho ho!"

Zhong and Sheng sat up suddenly, as if they were awakened by a nightmare, or like a drowning person breathing greedily after being rescued.

They took a few big breaths, felt the rapid heartbeat, looked at each other, and laughed loudly.

Sure enough, they all came back to life after returning to the Yangshi.

Zhong Sheng glanced sideways and saw the corpse of the woman holding a mirror embedded in the tree trunk, and was sure that she was completely dead.

"Fellow Daoist Li, how come you found Mr. Zhong Lang so quickly?"

Although Monk Ming was full of worries, he was still overjoyed to see the two of them returning safely.

Qingfeng Li's face turned red. He didn't find Zhong Sheng, it was the other way around.

Just as he was about to explain, he heard Zhong Sheng shouting, "Monkey, bring me some wine."

He was so excited that he wanted to drink some delicious monkey wine. I must try it.

The conditions are difficult and there are no food or drinks.

Qingfeng Li had some idea, so he took out the salt block he carried and knocked it in half.

Take a sip of salt, drink a sip of wine, and enjoy yourself.

They were drinking vigorously when they heard an old voice falling from the sky.

"Xuan Min, come back quickly, you have caused a big disaster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the poodle stretched his body and instantly swelled into the shape of golden pores.

Its four hooves produced wind and clouds, and it picked up Xuanmin in one mouth. It was so fast that no one had time to react.

A gust of wind blew across their faces, and Monk Min, together with his golden fur, disappeared without a trace.

Qingfeng Li took a sip of wine and swallowed it, then opened his mouth and spit out two blades of grass.

"The monk just left like this?

Zhong Sheng stood up and was about to catch up, but he pulled him back and said, "Stop chasing. You can't catch up."

Qingfeng Li looked melancholy, as if he had guessed something.

"Is there something urgent at home? But I won't tell you what it is,"

Zhong Sheng shook his head repeatedly, "It's too unreasonable. Let's talk about it. Maybe we can help?"

"Don't ask, don't ask! The water in Buddhism is too deep, deeper than the sea of ​​suffering."

"We killed the girl holding the mirror, which involved internal forces in Buddhism. Xuan Min is no longer suitable to stay."

Li Qingfeng spoke in a lively manner, but Zhong Sheng said he didn't understand and it was better to drink.

"Come on, let's see the monk off and have a safe journey!"

……

On the mountain peak shrouded in mist, an old monk is dressed in red robes, followed by several respectful monks, standing in awe with their heads bowed.

The roar pushed away the clouds and mist, spreading far and wide.

The golden retriever landed on the top of the mountain and lowered his head to the old monk with a very docile attitude

After Monk Ming landed, he was surprised to see the old monk, "Why did the Great Virtue come to greet him in person? Xuan Ming's sin, sin!"

The old monk stroked the golden haired animal's head and sighed softly, "Xuanmin, your wandering is over."

"Return the golden retriever, choose an ancient temple in the forest to practice, and don't go out anymore."

If it was Zhong Sheng or Li Qingfeng's temperament, they would definitely explode in front of them. Why?

Monk Danmin has a temperament as gentle as water, and does not raise any eyebrows. When he heard the words, he just put his hands together.

"Xuanmin respects the decree of the law."

The monks who were standing next to them came forward one after another, took the golden fur, and walked along the mountain road to the top of the mountain.

The old monk looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds and sighed.

"Everything is impermanent; it flourishes and then declines."

"Xuanmin, our Buddhism has spread from west to east to China. After several dynasties, it has become a trend."

"However, when Li and Tang established the dynasty and annexed the Central Plains, the trend of unification could not be contained."

"We are at the height of the storm right now. Try not to get involved in Luoyang's affairs."

When Xuan Min heard this, he couldn't help but said, "There are secret rumors that the pagoda has appeared in the world, and there is also a black Maitreya messenger walking in the world."

"Great Virtue, we must not ignore this matter."

"Absurd!"

The old monk heard this and scolded him, "What are the overt and covert rumors? They are all heresies."

"The two worlds of light and darkness are in opposition. Only the Huoyao sect has such a superficial view of all things in the world. The foreign religion is so vulgar."

"My Buddhism has no good or evil, no light or darkness, and is essentially one."

Monk Ming felt chills all over after hearing this. The great virtue in front of him could at least represent the attitude of most senior Buddhists.

He said that light and darkness are one, doesn't he approve of the behavior of the pagoda in secret?

Right!

The royal family of Li and Tang Dynasty recruited Taoist sects from thousands of mountains and rivers in the world, and even more deliberately went through the details, and actually the family tree continued to the ancient sage Lao Tzu.

Who is I?

Taoism is derived from the Huang-Lao school. Huang is the Yellow Emperor and Lao is Laozi.

The entire royal family is descended from the Taoist ancestors, how can they still respect my Buddha and continue to worship me?

Buddhism is about to usher in a dark moment that will last hundreds or even thousands of years.

The tendency of the Tang Dynasty is already obvious, and it is inevitable to worship Taoism and suppress Buddhism.

At this time, Buddhism must be united as one, and no matter what is transmitted openly or secretly, we must not hold each other back, and we must give in to the overall situation.

What’s the big picture?

When Monk Ming thought of this, he felt sad in his heart.

He just hoped that the two friends he had just met would not get involved too deeply.
Chapter completed!