Text Chapter 1387 Suppressing Nanbo

"Xiahou Longcheng..." Hao Defang squinted, "Tian Weng, does this belong to your family?"

Xiahou Tuo looked slightly embarrassed and said: "A useless little brat."

Guang Linggong also added, "Kou Wenlan, I didn't expect that even Brother Kou's grandson would be involved."

Kou Lingxu also said a little unnaturally: "After listening to Gao Youshi's reminder, it seems that such a thing happened."

The reason why he and Xiahou Tuo were embarrassed was that they both scrapped 20% of their members from Zhengqi Grocery Store. This was nothing, it was just a store. The key was that they were stabbed out in front of Master Qing.

Qingzhu glanced around. It's enough to know some things well. If there is no need to do it, everyone will not be able to step down. The point is, what kind of punishment can such things be for people who have reached such a status? He just wanted to know if Niu Youde was related to the demon monk Nanbo. Since it was not related, it was a completely different matter, so he was relieved. Then he continued to ask Hu Lili, "What happened next?"

Hu Lili continued to tell that after the monk threw poison once, the demon monk Nan Bo was afraid that he would cause trouble again and had to send thousands of people to guard around the canyon, but the monk never came again. However, when the next thousand years came and everyone fled again, the monk came again. Everyone was anxious to escape, but he came and collapsed the canyon and quickly buried it flat. This is what everyone wanted to do. Even if you don't dare to do something, the demon monk Nanbo can make you commit suicide at any time if you anger him, but the monk did it.

However, it was useless to bury the canyon. It could not prevent the demon monk Nanbo from recruiting everyone back again, nor could it free everyone from the control of the demon monk Nanbo. However, it caused huge trouble to the demon monk Nanbo, making him unable to see the movement outside the temple. . We had to suspend mating and dig the collapsed canyon. But the canyon was too deep, and we were unable to use our magic. It took hundreds of years to dig out the temple buried underneath. During this period, dozens of people were crushed to death by a landslide.

In order to prevent the monk from causing trouble next time, the demon monk Nan Bo sent most of his men to arrest the monk in anger. Unexpectedly, the monk seemed to have guessed that the demon monk Nan Bo was coming to take revenge on him. He actually prepared a large number of traps in advance and killed thousands of people. The demon monk Nan Bo was forced to take the person back.

Hundreds of years later, suddenly one day, another old monk came. The strange thing is that the magic of Nanbo, the demon monk, had no effect on this old monk. When the old monk appeared in the canyon, the young monk appeared out of nowhere, waving his arms and shouting: Master, go quickly. There is a demon monk sealed inside who can control people.

Only then did we know that the old monk was the master of the young monk. He came from the same sect, so no wonder he was not afraid of the magic of the demon monk Nan Bo.

Qingzhu and others looked at each other again. A young one came, and an old one came. They found the sealing place of the demon monk Nanbo, and they were not afraid of the life-threatening Sanskrit sound of the demon monk Nanbo. What is going on?

After turning around and continuing to listen to Hu Lili, the old monk saw what was happening in the valley. With a solemn look on his face, he ignored the young monk's dissuasion and rushed straight into the valley. Upon seeing this, the demon monk Nanbo ordered us to capture the old monk. Unexpectedly, the young monk became anxious and dragged a bunch of poison from behind his buttocks and threw it into the valley. Finally, he rushed into the valley and tore off the cloth on his back. There were a bunch of swords stuck behind him and he pulled them out with both hands. With one sword after another, he forced his way into the valley.

We were naked, and our storage bracelets and the like had been taken away long ago. We had no weapons at all, so we couldn't stand a chance against the monk's sword. He was hacked to death and injured a lot. Later, we picked up stones and threw them at him, causing the monk's head to bleed, his nose to be bruised and his face to be swollen. The monk, who was covered in blood, dragged his master and climbed to the roof of the temple, holding a sword to guard the vital spot. There is nothing we can do against him.

Seeing this, the demon monk Nan Bo stopped letting us make unnecessary sacrifices and asked us to retreat. And the monk who was covered in blood began to curse the old monk, saying that he had been tricked by the old monk, and he was very rude to his master.

However, the demon monk Nan Bo praised the young monk, saying that he was able to save his master at the risk of his own life.

Later, the old monk persuaded the demon monk Nanbo to put down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. The demon monk Nanbo said that he was the Buddha. The old monk asked him why he was trapped here. The demon monk Nanbo said that he suffered the betrayal of his disciples and ended up like this. Only then did we know the original six paths. The Holy Master is actually his disciple.

Later, the old monk persuaded him to put aside his grudges and started a debate with the demon monk Nan Bo. The two sides talked about the scriptures and debated for more than a year. However, the demon monk Nanbo's Dharma was so profound that the old monk was finally defeated. The old monk said that he could not defeat him. The demon monk Nanbo said that he burst into tears. He knelt down and worshiped, saying that he was willing to change his mind and asked the demon monk Nanbo to accept him as his disciple. He almost became a disciple of the demon monk Nanbo. Fortunately, the little monk took action in time and directly picked up the stones we threw on the roof, knocking his master unconscious with one stone.

Then the demon monk Nan Bo wanted to argue with the young monk again, saying that even your master thinks I am right, why don't you convert to my sect. The young monk started to argue with him, but he was full of swear words and scolded the demon monk Nanbo for more than a month. His master woke up and was knocked unconscious by him again and again. The demon monk Nanbo was also annoyed by his scolding and refused to argue with him. .

Qingzhu and others were a little dumbfounded when they heard this. You look at me and I look at you. I want to meet the little monk.

Hu Lili kept talking.

However, the old monk had been persuaded by the demon monk Nanbo and fell into the devil's barrier. The young monk knocked the old monk out more than ten times. However, the old monk was still obsessed with it every time he woke up. As a last resort, the young monk took off the rope that bound the sword on his body. He actually tied up the old monk directly.

After that, the young monk tried every possible way to persuade the old monk to wake up, but it was useless. As a last resort, the young monk sat cross-legged on the roof and began to recite scriptures to the old monk devoutly, reciting a scripture over and over again devoutly. The evil monk Nanbo seemed to have found a way to deal with the young monk, and also sat cross-legged in the hall below to recite scriptures. The valley began to be filled with the sound of the two people chanting scriptures one after another. The two scriptures were competing with each other, and we had a splitting headache and were in great pain.

The young monk's Buddhist Dharma was not as good as the evil monk Nanbo, and the scriptures recited by the evil monk Nanbo seemed to have cracked the scriptures recited by the young monk. The young monk who sat with his hands folded was almost crazy, and his tied master was howling in pain. We were also in great pain, and there was a wailing in the valley.

The evil monk Nanbo was indeed a master of Buddhism. After chanting for one day, the valley began to blew again. After chanting for two days, dark clouds covered the sky, the wind in the valley became biting, and frost condensed on the mountain wall. After chanting for three days, he summoned the resentment of heaven and earth from somewhere, and ghosts and ghost fire floated over, howling in the wind.

The temple embedded in the mountain wall had been condensed by frost, and the little monk was also wrapped in frost. He was shivering with cold and had the urge to escape, but he couldn't escape at all with his burdened master. The almost collapsed little monk suddenly took a sword and stabbed himself. After waking up again, he continued to chant scriptures quickly and fight the evil monk Nanbo. In short, the scriptures became slower and slower. Every time he was about to collapse and surrender, the little monk stabbed himself with a sword. In a year, I'm afraid he stabbed himself with no less than thousands of swords, and stabbed himself with more than ten swords almost every day.

Hearing this, Qingzhu and others were in awe. Although the monk who was full of foul language did not look like a monk, they did not expect him to have such great perseverance.

Several people looked at each other and continued to listen to Hu Lili.

Fortunately, the little monk had made more preparations when the restriction was out of control in the thousand years, and stuffed Xinghua Xiancao into his mouth in advance, otherwise he would not be able to bear it at all.

However, it is inevitable that the little monk will become numb to the pain perception after stabbing himself for a long time. Later, no matter how much the little monk stabbed himself, it was useless. Under the suppression of the evil monk Nanbo, the whole person became violent and restless, and the scriptures were also read intermittently.

But the little monk still insisted, and finally even began to bleed from all seven orifices.

Unable to bear the pain, the little monk suddenly punched the roof of the temple, and his fist was bloody and bones could be seen. However, after this blow, the restriction in the temple was triggered. A bell rang in the temple, and the evil monk Nanbo, who was chanting scriptures, immediately shut up.

The sound of the bell also helped the monk find a way to crack the situation. He grabbed the sword and pierced a large stone thrown on the roof. He took off his robe and wrapped it around the sword. He then tied the stone tightly with a rope and made a wooden fish club. He sat cross-legged on the roof again and chanted again. As soon as the demon monk Nanbo, who was trapped in the temple, chanted, he immediately swung his sword club and knocked on the roof. The bell in the temple immediately rang, and the suppressed demon monk Nanbo could not continue to chant.

The monk finally suppressed the demon monk Nanbo with this method. From then on, only his devout chanting could be heard in the valley, and the demon monk Nanbo had no way to deal with him. The monk chanted on the roof for a hundred years. It took a hundred years to disperse the yin energy, drive away the ghosts, and dispel the resentment of the demon monk Nanbo who was summoned to the canyon.

The monk's pious chanting for a hundred years also made him recite the scriptures very skillfully, his tongue was as eloquent as a lotus, and every word was like pearls, and every sound was imprinted in our hearts.

Suddenly one day, in the canyon where it never rained, a sweet rain fell from the sky amid the chanting of Buddhist scriptures. A rainbow crossed the sky above the canyon, and the little monk sitting on the roof looked solemn. After being rained on, we were actually calm in our hearts, and the torment and pain in our hearts were actually dissipated a lot. The scriptures that the little monk chanted day after day have been engraved in our minds. Some people sat down and began to chant along, and then everyone followed suit.

When we chanted the scriptures, we found that we had escaped the control of the evil monk Nanbo. Some people immediately took the opportunity to escape, but who knew that they would fall into control again in an instant, so we dared not have any other thoughts, and sat cross-legged in the canyon and chanted devoutly with the little monk.

So many people chanted the same scripture in unison, endlessly, and it seemed to have a huge impact on the evil monk Nanbo trapped in the temple. The evil monk Nanbo roared in pain in the temple, and then the evil monk Nanbo also vomited the scripture to suppress us. The little monk casually hit the bell with a stick, and immediately suppressed the evil monk Nanbo. From then on, the evil monk Nanbo could no longer do anything to us. (To be continued)