A wisp of black smoke floated out from the broken head of the ghoul and flew toward the zombie group like lightning. Although the ghoul could not cultivate into a corpse elixir, it could use the body of the zombie to resurrect the soul. After a while,

With practice, he can regain his power. Although Hai Long knew that the black energy was about to escape, at this time, his mana was completely exhausted and he had no power to strike again. He could only watch the black energy rushing towards the zombies.

At this moment, a clear Sanskrit chant rang out, "Don't run away for evil." The light flashed, and a huge golden bowl blocked the black air. The black air suddenly began to violently churn, and the screams echoed continuously, and the golden light enveloped the moment.

The time disappeared into the invisible. "Buddhism has no bounds and there is no end. Go where you should go." The golden light shone again in the sea dragon and in the center of the village, a huge pit ten meters in diameter and five meters deep appeared silently. Those who had already

The zombies destroyed by the sea dragon and the remaining zombies all flew up under the golden light and fell into the pit one after another. The golden bowl was brightly lit, and the zombies floating in the pit around it all lost their original appearance.

Some of the gray and black turned into real corpses. The dazzling light disappeared in a flash, the ground returned to flatness, and everything returned to normal.

Under the Buddha's light, Hai Long felt waves of relief coming from all over his body. The Buddha's power mixed with the mana in his body suddenly accelerated and helped him recover some of his mana in just a few breaths. Seeing the golden light disappear, Hai Long couldn't help but rub his tongue secretly.

Such a profound Buddhist practice is simply much better than myself.

In a flash of light, a figure appeared in front of Hai Long. A white hand was handed over and a soft voice said, "Donor, let me pull you up."

Hai Long looked up and saw a young monk wearing cassocks appearing in front of him. This man's face was like jade, and his whole body was covered with a faint layer of Buddha's light. He looked young and seemed to be about the same age as himself, with a bit of childishness between his eyebrows.

Grabbing the white hand, a strong force came and pulled him up from the ground. Hai Long stood up and looked at the young monk. The monk was an inch shorter than him. His handsome appearance made Hai Long feel a little ashamed deep in his heart.

.Frowned and said, "Who are you? Did you destroy the ghost's soul?"

The young monk nodded and said, "Yes! How can I leave such an evil corpse to harm the world after I destroyed it? His soul has been refined by my Buddha bowl and he has to go through many tribulations before he can be reincarnated. The donor was really

Thank you for your generous action. You are such a good person. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid the ordinary people here would be miserable.”

Hai Long snorted and said, "Why didn't you take action earlier since you were nearby? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? Looking at your monk's attire, could it be that you belong to the Brahma Heart Sect?"

The young monk was stunned and said, "You haven't heard of the Brahma Heart Sect! It's not that I didn't want to take action earlier, but I just arrived. I was practicing clairvoyance hundreds of miles away. Suddenly I saw the evil here and rushed over. Fortunately,

Brother, you withstood that corpse!"

Hai Long looked at the young monk with confusion and thought: This guy has never even heard of the Brahma Heart Sect. He is obviously a country bumpkin who has never seen the world before him. But why is his cultivation level so high? No, you must ask.

It's better to be clear. Thinking of this, he put on a righteous and awe-inspiring look and said, "Conquering demons and demons is a matter of my generation. Brothers, you're welcome. Don't you even know about the Brahma Heart Sect? I am the most authentic Buddhist sect in the world today.

Since my brother is a monk, I thought you were from the Brahma Heart Sect. Since you don’t belong to the Brahma Heart Sect, which sect do you practice in?"

The young monk said, "The little monk named Hongzhi belongs to the Zen sect. Maybe the owner has never heard of it. Our Zen sect has not been out and about for many years. And I am the only one left in the Zen sect now. Donor, you should be a cultivator. No."

Thinking of the young monk who met you just after leaving seclusion, it’s no wonder that the master said before that cultivators, like us Buddhist cultivators, have a spiritual mind. The young monk has followed the master to practice Buddhism since he was very young. He doesn’t understand much about everything in the world, so I would like to ask the donor for more guidance in the future."

It’s better for Hai Long to not understand the Tao of the mind. Zen? I’ve never heard of it, but seeing how high his level of cultivation is, he shouldn’t be so far behind that he doesn’t know the world. That’s easy. “My name is Hai Long, and I’m a fifth-generation disciple of the Lianyun Sect.

Do you know about the Lianyun Sect? It is the leader of the seven major cultivation sects of the current righteous path. I was so careless just now that I almost let the corpse ghost escape. I am really ashamed!"

Hongzhi smiled slightly and said, "People make mistakes and horses stumble. Donors should not pay too much attention to gains and losses. May I ask how long you have been practicing?"

Hai Long said, "It has been more than four years, almost five years. I was originally going to go back to the mountain to practice in seclusion, but I was delayed because I met a corpse here. What about you? You have been practicing Buddhism for how many years?" Hongzhi said.

After hearing what Hai Long said, he was slightly stunned and murmured, "Four, five years? Has he become so strong in just four, five years? When I was refining the soul of the corpse just now, I clearly felt that it had penetrated into his soul.

I can use the spiritual energy to attack the enemy. Isn't it that the donor's cultivation level has reached a state equivalent to my Buddhist Dzogchen? The young monk is really surprised. I have only practiced for more than a thousand years.

It’s just a small consummation. I don’t know how long it will take to reach the state of the donor. Please give me more guidance in the future.”

Even with Hai Long's shamelessness, he couldn't help but blush slightly. Of course, he knew that the fairy spirit that Hongzhi was referring to was completely due to Nitianjing and had nothing to do with him. However, he couldn't help but feel a sense of ecstasy when he was complimented by the Buddhist master in front of him.

Feeling ecstatic: "I don't understand what Dzogchen is. I'm not as powerful as you say. But if you want to know anything in the future, I can help you. You said you have been practicing for thousands of years. It depends on you.

It doesn’t look like that! Don’t call me Donor. My name is Hai Long. Just call me by my name.”

Hongzhi sighed softly and said, "Shi...ah, Brother Hailong, I followed my master to practice in the mountains when I was seven years old. Most of the time I spent in seclusion practicing and studying Buddhism. It has been more than 1,200 years. Since I was eighteen years old."

My appearance has never changed and has always been like this. My master has high expectations for me. He said that I have an innate Buddha body and it is much easier to cultivate Buddha than ordinary people. He hopes that I can survive the Buddha's calamity in the future. But so far I haven't.

Even though I know what Buddha Kalpa is and I have practiced it for so long, it is still far from the state of Dzogchen."

Hai Long smiled and said, "It's only been more than a thousand years. I know many masters who have been cultivating for thousands of years. You can't rush in cultivation. Once you get anxious, you will be in danger of going crazy. Well, I know the Brahma Heart Sect, which is currently the number one Buddhist sect in the world."

The sect leader can be said to be the most powerful Buddhist practitioner in the world. Just give him some advice if you have the opportunity."

Hongzhi, who had been indoctrinated by his master for many years to be extremely persistent in cultivation, was immediately overjoyed after hearing Hai Long's words and said quickly, "Thank you, Brother Hai Long. If anything happens to me as a young monk in the future, I would like to thank you for your gift. Not long after I left seclusion, my master once told me to reach my destination."

After reaching the Small Perfection state, I need to go outside to practice. Now I don’t know where to go, so I will follow you from now on. Having a good person like Brother Hai Long to lead me will definitely be of great benefit to my cultivation."

Hai Long was secretly happy that he had such a master of Buddhist cultivation following him, so he didn't have to be afraid even if the Demon Sect sent people to chase him. On the surface, he frowned and said, "This is not good. I want to return to the Lianyun Sect to practice, and there is nothing between us."

If I take you back without any connection, I’m afraid the elders of my sect will be unhappy.”

Hongzhi blinked and said, "What should I do? The young monk really wants to travel with Brother Hai Long. Please help me." He had just left the mountain and his mind was still stuck on the intuition he gained from practicing Buddhism after meeting Hai Long as a child.

Telling him that this person is completely trustworthy is like catching a piece of driftwood in the roaring waves. He really doesn't want to leave Hai Long now.

Hai Long suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "Okay, you accept me as your eldest brother. As long as you become my brother, even the elders of the Yun Sect won't say anything. How about it?"

Hongzhi said doubtfully, "I accept you as my eldest brother? But I am over a thousand years old and much older than you! Isn't this inappropriate?"

Hai Long said sternly, "The so-called master has been practicing Buddhism for many years to respect you, but he can't even see through such a little thought of the mortal world. No wonder you can't reach the state of Dzogchen. This is also one of my tests for your practice. Not only do you have to recognize me as your big brother, you must also

Everything must be obeyed my arrangements. Be respectful to me and don't be proud of your age or advanced cultivation. This is the best test for your character. Do you understand?" After saying this, he said, "I am doing this all to help you."

appearance.

After hearing what Hai Long said, Hongzhi suddenly broke into a cold sweat and murmured, "Yeah! Why can't I see through the worldly things? Brother Hailong, no, Brother Hailong, thank you for your advice. From now on, Hongzhi will be your little brother, no matter what."

Everything will be done according to your orders." He said with his hands clasped together and bowed to Hai Long.

Hai Long was surprised to see the ring scars on Hong Zhi's head. Normally, monks have nine ring scars, but he has as many as sixteen. With such a strong and obedient younger brother, he doesn't have to worry about being bullied even if he returns to Lianyun Sect.

. Thinking of the excitement, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Then I will call you Xiaozhi from now on." After saying this, Hai Long couldn't help but find it funny. Xiaozhi felt as if he was talking about hemorrhoids. Regardless.

Anyway, my nickname is Spittoon, so it’s normal for a guy with hemorrhoids.

At this time, the people in the village finally realized that things outside were over. Some of the bolder ones tentatively got out of the tents. When they saw that all the zombies had disappeared, they couldn't help but cheer. After a while, the entire tribe suddenly changed.

It became a sea of ​​joy. They removed the fence and hundreds of people ran together in the direction of Hai Long and Hong Zhi.

Hongzhi was startled when he saw the crowd rushing towards him like an overwhelming force and said, "Brother Hailong, what are they doing?"

Hai Long smiled and said, "We have eliminated the ghouls and zombies, so of course they are here to thank you. Don't make a sound when they come over. I will take care of everything."

Hong Zhi was most afraid of dealing with people. When he saw Hai Long taking care of him, he immediately said gratefully, "Brother, it's great to follow you. If I can help you with anything in the future, please just ask."

The villagers finally rushed to Hai Long. Without anyone's command, they all knelt down and said to Hai Long, "Thank you so much for saving our tribe." Before, they only saw Hai Long's action and ran back.

Hiding in the tent, he didn't even know that the most important work was completed by Hong Zhi. He immediately regarded Hai Long as a savior.

Hai Long said calmly, "Everyone, please get up quickly to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. It is our duty to fulfill our duty. There is nothing to be grateful for. Which one of you is the chief?"

The villagers were still kneeling there, with heartfelt gratitude in their eyes. The first one, an old man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties, said, "I am the chief and my benefactor, please give me your instructions."

Seeing the crowd of people kneeling in front of him, Hai Long gradually became uncomfortable and stepped aside and said, "Chief, please get everyone up quickly or I will leave soon."

The chief was slightly stunned. After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to command everyone to stand up. Hai Long said, "Chief, do you know a man named Sha Si?"

The chief trembled all over and said, "Of course I know him. He is my good brother! He is so miserable that his whole family was killed by zombies. Do you know him, my benefactor?"

Recalling what Shasi was like before, Hai Long couldn't help but feel sad and told the story of how he met Shasi: "...After listening to his story, I really hated that someone was so cruel to cultivate the ghoul, so I hurried away.

The ghouls that came here are really powerful. Brother Hongzhi and I worked together to get rid of them all. You can rest assured that no ghouls will bother your tribe in the future. In fact, if you think about it, it should be Sauce who saved you. I have already

He is buried dozens of miles east of here. There is an obvious slope there. I hope you can set up a cup for him. Since he has corpse poison on his body, let him rest in peace there." Hailong said with a slight red eye.

Hongzhi lowered his head. Behind him, Hongzhi nodded secretly and thought that the elder brother he had just met was really a good person. From then on, he followed Hai Long completely and became his most loyal younger brother...

Chang Zao, with tears streaming down his face, said respectfully, "Thank you so much for helping Brother Shasi bury our benefactor for what we have done today. We in the Circan Tribe will never forget it. Please come to our tribe to have a rest. Let's do it all."

The friendship of the landlord." The villagers moved out of the way. Hai Long was indeed a little hungry. He had been sleeping outdoors these days and wanted to find a place to have a good rest. He turned to look at Hong Zhi and then walked towards the tribe surrounded by the villagers.

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The tribes in the Western Regions are very hospitable, not to mention that Hai Long is their great benefactor. Every household treated Hai Long with the best things they had, and the two of them were very busy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle.

What surprised Hai Long was that as soon as he had eaten in the evening, Hongzhi couldn't wait to tear up a leg of lamb and started chewing it. Looking at his greasy hands, he looked like a monk.

"Hey, Xiaozhi, aren't you Buddhist practitioners all vegetarians?" Hai Long asked doubtfully.

Hongzhi chewed the fragrant mutton with a satisfied look on his face and said, "Our Zen sect does not taboo these things. Master, he likes wine and meat the most. When I practiced with him, he would go out to buy it every once in a while. The old man often said that wine and meat pass through the intestines and pass through the Buddha."

Practicing Buddhism in your heart does not have to be too formal. As long as you devoutly believe in the Buddha, it is okay to eat some wine and meat. Wow, brother, this mutton tastes really good, fragrant and tender. It is much more delicious than the meat that the master brought back. You also

Eat!" He said and immediately downed a large glass of kumiss.

Hai Long looked at him dumbfounded and smiled bitterly, "So you are still a fair-weather monk. But I like it. I hate the restricted life the most. Eat more."

Seeing the two Hai Longs eating and drinking, the chief of the Circan Tribe immediately beamed and toasted to the two Hai Longs. Hai Long was born with a strong alcohol capacity and the stamina of mare's kumiss was small. After drinking dozens of cups, he still didn't feel drunk at all. While eating, he proposed to

The chief asked, "Do you know there is a Lianyun Mountain in our western region?"

The chief was stunned for a moment and said, "It seems so. My dear, where are you going? Why don't you stay with us for a few more days? Although we are not very wealthy here, we guarantee that you can eat fresh beef and mutton every day." Regarding the young man in front of him,

He has a good impression from the bottom of his heart. And from a selfish point of view, if Hai Long can stay here for a long time, it will only be good for the tribe.

Hai Long shook his head and said, "I still have to go back quickly. That is my home! Chief, please think carefully and just tell me the general direction of Lianyun Mountain."

The chief sighed. He also knew that he could not force it to stay. "My benefactor told you that there is a treasure in our clan. With it, you will definitely be able to find it in Lianyun Mountain. I will come after you wait." After saying this, he turned around and left.

After leaving the tent for a while, he turned around with a leather roll.

He handed over the leather scroll with both hands and said, "My benefactor, this is the ancestral treasure of my family, so I will give it to you." Hai Long was stunned and thought to himself, could it be a treasure map? If it was really him, he would be rich. Thinking of this, he hurriedly received it.

The chief explained, "This is a map of the entire Western Region. It was obtained accidentally by our ancestors. However, there were no names on it originally. Our ancestors of the Kerdan tribe marked some known place names through continuous exploration. I just took a look at it and found it."
To be continued...