Chapter 1766 The Poor Monk Wants 10

Murong Yunhai's plan is very simple, since Xu Que is such a person of high moral character, it is actually the most reliable to let him hold the map.

After all, he had already said before that the purpose of finding the wicked dog was for revenge.

I am not interested in any ancient secret realm.

"Is there any risk if you do this?" Shangguan Ruiqian asked in a low voice.

Murong Yunhai shook his head imperceptibly, and said softly: "Probably not, do you know why Buddhist monks usually practice faster?"

Buddhist monks belong to a relatively special group in Xianyunzhou. Before they cultivate to immortals, their speed is often much faster than ordinary monks. The young monks were all envious.

In fact, most monks understand the reason, but after understanding it clearly, they can only smile wryly and sigh.

"Because the moment they entered Buddhism, they had already set up clear rules and precepts. The three poisons and eight precepts of Buddhism are the precepts they must abide by. It is equivalent to abandoning some ordinary people's desires in exchange for the favor of heaven to achieve rapid cultivation. The effect." Murong Yunhai said in a deep voice.

Greed, hatred, and ignorance are the three poisons, and the eight precepts are killing, stealing, sexual misconduct, lying, drinking, wearing fragrant flowers, sitting and lying on high and spacious beds, and eating at irregular times.

Once the precepts are violated, the Buddha's heart will be shaken. At the least, it will arouse the demons in the heart, and at the worst, the Buddha's heart will burst on the spot, and the cultivation base will be destroyed.

Therefore, the credibility of Buddhist disciples in Xianyunzhou can be said to be one of the best. After watching Xu Que's performance just now, Murong Yunhai completely believed Xu Que's words.

He really has a deep hatred with wicked dogs.

If he had lied, or if he was in the same group as a wicked dog, he would have already been shaken by now, his breath was weak, and he was suffering from torture.

Where is it possible to have the strength to stand up like this now?

"So we can completely trust Tang Sanzang, and he has such a noble character and morality. I believe that he will never harm us maliciously during the process of leading the way." Murong Yunhai said confidently, firmly, "Trust me, I will People are always accurate!"

A Buddhist disciple cannot lie, so what he said must be the truth.

So he must have a deep hatred with the wicked dog.

So the benevolence and justice he showed just now are all true.

The logic is clear and meticulous,

Impeccable, even Murong Yunhai feels admiration for himself.

It's a pity that he never thought that Xu Que was not a Buddhist disciple at all!

Fa Hui, the only one who knew the truth, looked at him in a daze.

what's the situation?

Isn't Daoyou Xu an old acquaintance with this dog?

Why do you still have such a look of bitterness and hatred? Has your life skipped a period of time?

Fahui, who has lived in the temple all year round and is ignorant of worldly affairs, feels his head is muddled at this moment.

"Well, Xu...Senior Brother Tang, you and that dog..." After hesitating for a moment, Fa Hui decided to ask clearly.

Xu Que's face remained unchanged, he still maintained that expression of three parts solemnity, three parts grief and four parts hatred, and raised his hand to pull Qi Qi to his side.

"If you tell me about my relationship with Er Gouzi, I'll kill myself right away so that your Buddhist sect has no disciples!" Xu Que said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Fahui was shocked at the time.

There are still threats of suicide these days!

But after thinking about it, the importance of the Buddha to Buddhism is self-evident. If it weren't for the fact that the Buddha who appeared this time was really unpleasant, it is estimated that the old monks who supervised him would come to protect the Dharma in person.

But even so, Fa Hui still consciously assumed the duty of protecting the Dharma, with the purpose of protecting Xu Que.

If Xu Que commits suicide, the Buddhist trial will not be opened again within a hundred years, and the appearance of the next Buddha will have to wait at least a hundred years later.

At that time, God knows what the Buddhism will wither into!

"Understood, senior brother Tang is really a role model for me in Buddhism, not only benevolent and generous but also full of sense of justice, I must learn a lot from senior brother." Fahui said immediately.

Xu Que was stunned for a while, thinking that the little light bulb is pretty decent when it talks nonsense.

After saying these words, Fahui's complexion changed, he took a deep breath, and whispered the Buddhist scriptures.

"What's wrong with you?" Xu Que asked with concern.

Fa Hui showed bitterness on his face: "What the little monk said just now violated the precept of lying. At this moment, the Buddha's heart is shaken."

Xu Que was silent for a moment, and almost jumped up.

You little monk is not dirty when you swear!

At this time, the middle-aged man walked over slowly, stood beside Xu Que, with a respectful expression on his face: "Fellow Daoist Tang... oh no, Master Tang, we all know that you must have been seriously injured in the process just now, so Collected some treasures to heal you."

As he said that, he handed over a storage ring: "It contains all the treasures of heaven and earth that we have just cobbled together, and it should be helpful for your injuries."

Xu Que was moved, then suddenly sighed, and pushed away the storage ring: "No, you were just robbed by that vicious dog just now, these treasures of heaven and earth are also very important to you..."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist, what we just gave was only a part. No matter how smart that vicious dog is, how could it know how many treasures we have." The middle-aged man smiled proudly.

Xu Que cursed secretly in his heart, these dogs hid a lot of good things, but on the surface they accepted them half-heartedly.

Putting away the storage ring, Xu Que used the communication jade to quietly transmit the sound to Er Gouzi.

"Pay attention, there are still a lot of good things on these guys, remember to find a way to squeeze them out later."

"The god understands, the god understands!"

"Fuck your god, take advantage of me, you are now called Tugou No. 1, and Duan Jiude is called Tugou No. 2!"

"My mother..."

Before Er Gouzi started cursing, Xu Que unilaterally cut off the communication between the two.

At this time, everyone has assembled a team and is ready to go to Ghost Valley.

Those present were basically elites, but they still maintained the greatest caution when it came to exploring the Valley of the Ghosts.

After all, among the people present, no one has really entered the Valley of Ghosts.

According to the guidance of the map, everyone stepped into the valley of ghosts, and there was nothing unusual at the entrance.

But as it continued to deepen, the sky became darker and darker, and the surrounding air began to reverberate with whining sounds that seemed to be there, as if there were evil spirits lingering here.

Murong Yunhai was the first to stop, frowning and said: "Everyone, this place seems to be different."

"According to the map, there should be a formation at the entrance, but we didn't see any formation at all along the way." The middle-aged man glanced at the map and said doubtfully.

Xu Que was walking at the back, and just as he was about to speak, his eyes blurred suddenly, and the scene suddenly changed.

In the darkness, a barely naked beauty was slowly approaching him.

"Officer..." The enchanting voice sounded, making people in a trance for a while.

Xu Que wiped away the tears from the corners of his mouth, and said seriously: "The poor monk is a monk...how can one be enough? I want ten!"

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