Live in Marvel and become an immortal

Wei Qing did find traces of the Buddhist master deep in the small valley, but it was not a person, but a tomb.

Next to a small rock wall inside the valley, there is a dilapidated thatched house.

In front of the thatched house was a tomb with only a piece of wood. Wei Qing's consciousness swept through it and only saw a relic inside, but no trace of any living person.

It seems that this Buddhist man has passed away.

In just a few breaths, Wei Qing arrived in front of the thatched house and took a closer look at the tombstone above. There was nothing written on it, it was just a chipped wooden board.

After looking around, Wei Qing found nothing and walked directly towards the thatched hut.

The thatched house looks very dilapidated, and there are even two more holes on the wooden door, but the main body is indeed very strong, and there is no intention of collapsing at all.

Wei Qing walked in and glanced around the room.

There was only a dusty futon and a wooden table with a small incense burner on top.

Just as Wei Qing was about to step forward and take a closer look at my futon, a human figure appeared on it.

This is a very thin monk, wearing ragged clothes, no better than a beggar. However, his eyes are very energetic, full of vitality.

Just looking at those eyes, I would have thought that the monk was a child, not an old monk who had given money to him in his old age.

"Amitabha, this poor monk is called Zen. I don't know why the donor came to this place."

With Wei Qing's eyes, he could naturally see that the image of the monk in front of him was just a ray of remnant soul. However, it may be due to the Buddhist practice. The intelligence of this ray of remnant soul seemed to be very high.

"I have to ask the master why he is here. Doesn't he know that this is my territory?"

Upon hearing the old monk's inquiry, Wei Qing directly complained and took Xu Fu's territory as his own without any shame.

"Amitabha, donor, that poor monk was rash and thought this was an ownerless land."

Wei Qing was a little surprised to see that the monk believed his words without any doubt.

Buddhist practitioners are kind, but that doesn't mean they are fools, it just means they don't bother to argue with ordinary people about some things.

The monk didn't know why, but the old monk believed him without any doubt, which made him a little suspicious.

"Then I don't know why Master came here."

Wei Qing glanced at the monk calmly and asked.

"Amitabha, the donor forgives me, but this poor monk has no choice."

The projection glanced at Wei Qing and said again.

"The poor monk originally came from body poison and came here to promote Buddhism and save all sentient beings. Unfortunately, my Dharma is not good enough and I cannot save the donors in Chang'an. It really brings shame to Buddhism."

When the monk said this, there was inevitably a flash of sadness.

Wei Qing knew why this monk was so miserable. It was not that his Dharma was not good, but that he came at the wrong time.

The era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was definitely one of the most powerful periods of the Han Dynasty. At this time, even the Xiongnu’s mother was beaten by Huo Qubing and they didn’t even recognize each other. Chang’an was also the most developed city in the world at this time, and the Han Dynasty was definitely the most prosperous period on earth at this time. Probably the most powerful empire in the world.

Moreover, this is the time when the Chinese clan's morale is at its highest.

Chen Tang of the Han Dynasty once said that anyone who openly offends a strong man will be punished no matter how far away he is. This is not just talk.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty pursued this concept to the extreme.

Although Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had various shortcomings, he had the best military talents in the world under his command. As long as someone dared to offend his majesty, he would really command the army to fight against them.

Therefore, this was an era when the Han Dynasty was king, and the people of the Han Dynasty were all proud of being Han people.

At this time, Buddhism’s Dharma cannot be spread.

Buddhism pays attention to the afterlife, but who really lives a good life in this life will cultivate the afterlife?

If Wei Qing could become an immortal in this life and someone asked him to cultivate for the next life, even if the Buddha appeared in person, Wei Qing would dare to poke a few holes in his body with a knife.

In Chang'an of the Han Dynasty, it was not an ordinary difficulty to promote Buddhism.

It is not incomprehensible to say that filtering and mixing are like this.

But Wei Qing is still very surprised. Even if he cannot promote Buddhism, it is not very difficult to build a temple and fool a few believers.

How could this monk behave like this?

"Master, please forgive me for being rude. I don't know what happened, master, that made me like this."

The skinny monk glanced at Wei Qing and then said with compassion: "To get rid of the devil."

"Exorcism"

Wei Qing's face was full of questions, what kind of demon should he get rid of?

Could it be that the old man Xu Fu actually lied to him and arranged a trap for him to go?

Just when Wei Qing was suspicious, Zen Ding spoke.

"Amitabha, after preaching Buddhism in Chang'an to no avail, the poor monk planned to enlighten the world and understand Buddhism, so he came to Jiuwei Mountain."

"This Jiuwei Mountain is very mysterious. The fog inside can actually block the knowledge of spiritual thoughts. On a whim, the poor monk decided to explore the inside of Jiuwei Mountain. It is because of this that the poor monk became like this. "

Zen sighed and said.

Wei Qing had a somewhat troubling look on his face and asked, "I wonder what the master found here?"

Zen sighed before continuing.

"When the poor monk came here, he discovered a vein of blood marrow. At that time, the poor monk was overjoyed and thought he had discovered a treasure."

Wei Qing's heart moved, and he naturally knew that the blood marrow the monk was talking about was the blood spirit marrow vein he was talking about. He thought that no one except him and Xu Fu knew about it, but he didn't expect that a great monk would discover it. .

“What’s next?”

Wei Qing asked hurriedly. I heard that he didn't care about the monk's situation, but just wanted to know what happened to his blood marrow veins.

Zen Ding didn't hear the concern in Wei Qing's mouth and just continued.

"I thought it was a treasure land, and the poor monk came in with the intention of discovering it, but he found a demon here. This demon was hiding here, using the power of the blood marrow veins to practice. When the poor monk saw this, he naturally couldn't let the demon go. The head went out to cause harm to all living beings, so he fought with this demon."

Having said this, Zen sighed again.

"It's a pity that the poor monk is really not good at Buddhism. The demon is also powerful beyond the poor monk's imagination. He is unable to defeat him. In the end, he has to give up his skin and seal the demon here, and his soul resides on the relic. I knew that I was seriously injured and my life was short, so I had to convert some wolves to guard this place. I waited for the arrival of an expert who could deal with this devil. Who would have imagined that after waiting for so many years, only This remnant soul is left to guard this place."

Speaking of this, even though he was meditative and had strong Buddhist cultivation, there was a hint of loneliness on his face.