The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

Chapter 179: Eight hundred bhikkhus, the city **** prays

Only killing is the origin of the heart,

"Ghost, let's punish it!"

The woman let go of the ghostly spirit, and threw the Buddhist beads in her hand forward,

It hit the big-eyed ghost directly,

In an instant,

The big-eyed ghost was beeping white smoke and dust, and then a cloud of dark fire burned it to death.

"Good is good, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, I hope you can regret it soon."

With two simple hands, the ghosts in the ghost realm were also destroyed.

Huang Xian was also dumbfounded,

Maybe it's because I have been in the deep mountains and old forests for a long time?

There is another powerful human monk outside who appears to be unsuccessful.

Such a cultivation base is terrible.

After killing the big-eyed ghost, the woman in white did not leave directly, but went straight to Huangxian.

I saw her say politely,

"Dare to ask your Excellency, but a family member of the Yin Cao Jifu."

"Forehead……"

"The Eight Hundred Bhikkhus of the poor nuns came to the Central Plains not far away. I would like to see the mundane people who want to see the majesty of the Yin Cao Underworld, please call me."

Eight hundred bhikkhus?

Not far away?

Huang Xian knows that the farthest place is probably the sea of chaotic stars, is there any further place?

But for the sake of its life-saving grace,

Huang Xian still answered her question,

"Although I am under the jurisdiction of the Yin Cao Jifu, if you want to see them, I am not qualified to introduce them."

Huang Xian went on to say, "You are gracious to save me. The Huang Xian clan are not ungrateful. If you sincerely want to see you, then I can take you to the Lord of the Lands. He may have the authority."

"The Eight Hundred Bhikkhus thank you very much here."

The woman respectfully said,

Looking at her with a faint aura,

Huang Xian really thought that this was a rare sage in the world in a century, otherwise, this merit in his life would be a waste.

He killed the big-eyed ghost,

Huang Xian took the eight hundred monks to the Earth Temple in Lijia Village,

At first, the Lord of the Land was not there yet, so they waited a little longer,

Outsiders came to the earth temple in the village, which attracted a lot of villagers to come and watch, and many young people felt a little hormonal agitation towards this beautiful woman.

People are as beautiful as gods,

Such a beautiful woman has never been seen in a century.

Huangxian accompanied the eight hundred bhikkhus in the form of a fairy, and all the surrounding villagers couldn't see him.

"Girl, do you have relatives in my Lijiacun? I am the head of Lijiacun. Maybe I can help you."

The village chief also heard that there was a big beauty in the Temple of the Earth, thinking that his son is still playing a bachelor now, can he use the opportunity to make a match.

Although the origin of the woman is not yet clear, but if it is true,

Just look at this handsome look,

His dad who is the village chief also has face on his face, isn’t he?

"You misunderstood the old man, the poor nun is here to find the land master."

"Looking for the land master?"

The village chief and others looked at the stone statue of Lord Land for a long time and did not understand what it meant.

"Girl, are you here to honor your wish?"

Knowing that the eight hundred bhikkhus did not understand the true purpose of their trip with the villagers, they simply smiled and stopped talking. As long as the landlord came back, he naturally knew what he should do.

The villagers asked,

But the young woman never said the purpose of this trip. Everyone thought it was a weird person, so they gradually dispersed.

Only a few unwilling young people are still with the eight hundred bhikkhus,

"Master Land is back."

When the eight hundred bhikkhus were helpless with these villagers, Huang Xian said,

Sure enough, a wisp of wind blew into the earth temple,

Then a celestial figure fluttered in front of the eight hundred bhikkhus,

Like Huangxian, Lord Land also appeared in the form of a fairy, so mortals couldn’t see him at all.

"Didn't you go to Ah Zheng's house to protect him? Why did you come back so soon?"

The landlord first asked Huangxian, and then looked at the eight hundred bhikkhus on the side.

This woman is so extraordinary that she is no ordinary person at first glance.

The landlord did not expect to meet such a person in a remote place like Lijia Village. It is really rare.

"Don't mention it, I almost went to the Yincao Difu to report. The ghost had been designed and waited for me to be hooked. If it weren't for her, I guess you could have dinner now."

Huang Xian complained,

That's right,

Without eight hundred bhikkhus, he has now become the ration of big-eyed ghosts, can he not complain?

"Oh, I didn't expect your luck to be so good, thank you girl, there are only a few Baojiaxians in Lijia Village who are guarded by my landlord. Is the strength a bit worse, but there are no ghosts who dare to come here to make trouble. Ah, this is the first time."

"Duke Di, she is here to find you, but I was lucky enough to be met by her."

"Find me?"

The Lord Earth looked at the Eight Hundred Bhikkhus carefully. He really couldn't remember. Did he know each other?

"The poor nun eight hundred bhikkhus, this time I came here to hope that the landlord can make it convenient for the eight hundred bhikkhus to meet the cloudy sky."

"what!?"

The voice of the earth has changed,

Meet the cloudy sky! ! !

Isn't she crazy?

A mere mortal, even if he saves Baojiaxian, it can be considered a big deal, but he wants to meet the cloudy sky in person,

Don’t say it’s her, I don’t even have a chance to meet the cloudy sky.

What does she want? !

"Duke Land, after listening to her, don't rush to refuse."

Huang Xian explained,

indeed,

A mortal wants to see a side of the cloudy sky, unless it is the cloudy sky and his old man has some new ideas, otherwise it is absolutely impossible.

"The eight hundred bhikkhus of poor nuns came from Dongying thousands of miles away. I heard that the Yin Cao Jifu under the jurisdiction of the Yin Tianzi specializes in killing ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Otherwise, Dongying will probably become a paradise for ghosts, a purgatory on earth."

"Girl, it's not that I don't help you, it's that I don't have that qualification."

"I'm just a small landlord. In the Yin Cao Jifu, there are not a million people who are older than me, and there are seven or eight hundred thousand. I really can't speak."

"Duke Di, who has this qualification, the cloudy heavenly son that the Eight Hundred Bhikkhus must request this time to give grace, otherwise they will never go back."

"this.……"

The Lord of the Land looked at the Eight Hundred Bhikkhus, and then at Huangxian,

"Hey, since you saved Huang Xian, I can only help you."

"I'm not qualified, but there is a Chenghuang Temple in Zhuangcheng, a hundred miles away from Lijia Village. The Chenghuangye there must be able to help. I have some friendship with him, and I can only help you so much."

"Yin Cao Jifu has always been that strangers don't enter. You mortal want to seek help from Yin Tianzi. I am afraid it is not easy. I can only do this. The rest depends on your good fortune. "

"Thank you for your understanding, and eight hundred bhikkhus are here to thank you very much."

"It's easy to say if you don't want to thank you. If I go to Zhuangcheng, I can't help it. You don't have to come back and look for me. See what I mean."

"Don't worry, Lord Earth, eight hundred monks understand."

Thanks to the guidance of the master of the land,

The eight hundred bhikkhus rushed to Zhuangcheng immediately,

"Land, you are not honest."

Watching the eight hundred bhikkhus leave, Huang Xian couldn't sit still anymore.

Huang Xian is not yet in the Xian class, but he knows one thing.

Whether it’s the Baojiaxian in the immortal class or the landlord, everyone has a token of the Yin Cao Difu on his body. This is a token specially gifted by the son of Yin Tian. When the holder has something to do, he can use this token. Make emergency contact with Yin Cao Jifu,

The Land Gong clearly was able to contact the Yin Sizhong, but why didn't he agree to the request of the Eight Hundred Bhikkhus.

"What do you know, the token can only be used once, how could I use it casually as the landlord? If there is any danger in Lijiacun, I will ask the soldiers for help. Although the woman is kind to save you, she can be peaceful. Compared with the lives of an entire village, it’s still not enough."

Hearing the words of Duke Di, Huang Xian didn't say anything anymore.

It’s not easy for a mortal to see the son of a cloudy sky.

I just hope that the eight hundred bhikkhus don't come here in vain.

Zhuangcheng, Chenghuang Temple.

Since ancient times,

Pray for children, be safe, get promoted, get rich, and fulfil your vows,

Chenghuang Temple is the favorite place of people,

The Lord Chenghuang will also make appropriate gifts based on the merits of each person who prays.

When the eight hundred bhikkhus came to the Chenghuang Temple, it was the time when the incense was at its peak, and there were hundreds of people coming and going.

The Eight Hundred Bhikkhus didn't bother the city **** so quickly, but stood outside the city **** temple quietly waiting for the crowd to disperse, and then walked in.

Her prayers are completely different from those of others,

Others are for themselves, and she is for sentient beings.

"The poor nun eight hundred bhikkhus, see Lord Chenghuang."

The calm voice slowly drifted in the Chenghuang Temple,

The majestic city **** has no waves, solemnly placed there motionless,

"The poor nun eight hundred bhikkhus, see Lord Chenghuang."

The Eight Hundred Bhikkhus repeated his own words again,

The image of the city **** is still motionless,

"The poor nun eight hundred bhikkhus, see Lord Chenghuang."

After three beeps,

The Chenghuang Temple is still silent.

The eight hundred bhikkhus were not discouraged, and knelt on the ground and waited silently.