The demonic energy was everywhere, the blood was surging, and the demons were all fierce and forced to themselves step by step. Their hands and feet were weak and there was nowhere to hide. They had to let them chew themselves all, leaving only white bones and almost no internal organs...

"Huh! Huh!!" Zhou Gan sat up, his forehead covered with sweat. After his eyes were clear, he realized that he was no longer in the naked demon country. He swept around him, three or two cushions, one sitting in the furnace, and an old arhat was painted on the wall. The arhat also drew a swastika with a golden pen behind his head, which looked very familiar.

He pressed his hands down, and the one under the bamboo mat was thatched. It was vaguely, as if he was living in a Buddhist temple at a young age, where he was located.

Hearing the movement, the small door was pushed open, a little novice monk walked in, first put his hands together, bowed, his face was solemn, and said, "Little monk Shenxiu, I have seen the donor. The donor has been asleep for seven days and seven nights. Shenxiu has not left in an inch. Now that he wakes up, it is really gratifying."

"The little master is polite, but I don't know where I am here?" Zhou Gan said hoarsely, and then he felt dry mouth and had not eaten water for many days.

Shen Xiu thoughtfully handed a bowl of water and waited for it to drink it all, and then explained: "It was Ai Zhenren who brought you, and Zhenren is now staying in my temple. Brother Jiezhao said that you were hit by Lu Mo's palm and should have died immediately. Fortunately, Zhenren used his fairy energy to protect your heart. In addition, the treatment was timely, so there was no obstacle."

"As for this, it's Xiao Leiyin Temple."

Zhou Gan slowly walked out the door, and the light was shining, a warmth was in the blue sky, with only one or two white clouds floating, and the melodious bells sounded from time to time. In front of him was a temple, Buddha pavilion, which seemed to be incense, and was filled with curling blue smoke; in the late spring, green grass was full of green forests everywhere, a stream was flowing slowly, and one or two birds were leaping out from time to time. What was amazing is that whether it was tigers, lions, leopards, bears, rabbits, monkeys, spores, deer and other small things, they were at peace with each other and were intimate, and they were completely different from the prey of the weak as seen in the past. They were happy to eat. Some of them only turned their heads and looked at them, but more of them turned a blind eye and looked at them.

"Is the donor now with the monk to meet the host and the real person? The two are playing chess. They must be very happy to hear you wake up."

Zhou Gan took a long breath, and his mind finally relaxed. He turned around and smiled, saying, "Okay."

One in front and one behind, they walked towards the back mountain along the path full of weeping willows. The deeper they walked, the more big trees such as pine, fir, cypress, and cypresses. The air was filled with fragrance, refreshing, and there were kingfishers chirping and spirit birds coming and going, which was a peaceful place.

"Senior Brother Avoid Killing also said that when you wake up, you will meet you again."

"Does this master of killing know Zhou?" Zhou Gan was a little confused.

"Senior Brother Abstained from Killing once used another name to call him Killing Monk."

He paused and breathed, "So it was him!"

"My temple still has some industries in front of the mountain, and secular pilgrims often come to worship. Many monks in our temple like quietness, except for the senior brother. He likes the excitement, so he moved his residence to the Great Hall and accompany the Buddha..." It can be seen that the young monk likes his senior brother who abstains from killing. When he mentions him, his words continue to flow. Zhou Gan didn't care. With this young monk, he was not lonely all the way.

The four seasons in the mountains are different. It is already late spring. The plum blossoms on the peaks are still blooming, with the calyx and spitting out the stamens and the remaining snow, which makes people lit up. Soon, I saw a small courtyard that looked dilapidated, but I lie alone in the empty mountain, isolating the world, planting pine and bamboo on both sides, which makes me feel peaceful.

"The door is not locked, please come in." A loud sound came from the courtyard, and it returned to purity.

When I opened the bamboo door, I saw a monk and a Taoist chess game. The monk looked fifty-year-old, with a rosy complexion, but he was quite strong, with his hands particularly thick, and there was a Buddha pestle with white jade inlaid with gold. Could this be the famous thunder sound pestle of both good and evil? On the contrary, Ai Ruzhen has white hair, which looks even older than she had seen many years ago.

"Host, donor Zhou is here."

"Zhou Gan has met Jingzang and the leader."

Zen Master Jingzang threw a few pieces at will and fell into the chessboard, and seemed helplessly said: "You old Taoist are so cunning. You can obviously eat them, but you always make a situation where you don't win or lose. You are extremely annoying."

"Haha, the Zen master's words are wrong. Every drink and peck will lead to a number of days, let alone chess, just follow the trend."

"Don't both of you stand up, sit down and chat. Then again, Lu Qingyan is so cunning. He drew the tiger away from the mountain and made the old monk and his fellow disciples play around, and he almost believed it. The ancient demon palace, Sun and Moon Palace, will be opened recently. If you, the old master, had left one trick in the end, the world would be in danger."

"I'm useless. Only two people can occupy most of the magical etiquette. One of them is you, Zhou Gan." Ai Ruzhen smiled and said, "There is still one left, the head of the Kunlun Sect Nancheng in the past. I vaguely remember that his swordsmanship is really a magical skill, and he has the fortune of heaven and earth."

"Zhou Gan didn't dare. He was caught in Lu Mo's tricks several times and almost missed a big deal. He was just the leader and senior Nan Cheng. Did you know?"

"It's just a few. It's hard to tell the right and wrong of the past. There are also something wrong with our seven sects. I didn't expect that he would repay his grudges with kindness and win over the sky at the last moment."

"This career has been told to the Tianmen, but it is unknown how much it can play." Jingzang sighed a little while his words.

"It's just the head, what happened after the disciple fell into a coma?" Zhou Gan couldn't help asking. What he wanted to know was just the safety of a woman.

"The Buddha collapsed, and the earth fire and Feng Shui also calmed down. Taking this opportunity, a group of fellow Taoists worked together to break the prison of heaven and earth and escape from the trap. As for the free God, he had no offering of the demonic energy and blood, and he retaliated against his master. Lu Qingyan went into the devil and disappeared, and when Empress Shiji saw that she could not do anything, she finally retreated."

Zhou Gan didn't hear what he wanted to hear, and was a little disappointed, but when he heard that everyone was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhou Gan, killing demons and eliminating demons and protecting the world's peace is something that a righteous person must do. We are not like the mortal world, so we will reward you with merits, but your contributions are too great. I have agreed with Ai Zhenren. If you have any requests, you can just make it. As long as the two schools of Xiao Leiyin Temple and Qingcheng can do their best, they will not refuse." Jingzang changed his tone and said seriously.

"I..." Zhou Gan was slightly stunned and said, "The disciple had no requests. He only asked the Zen master to borrow the Red Lotus Buddha Pool to let Zhou wash away his demonic energy, return to Yuxu Peak, and devote himself to practicing Taoism."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, as if they were very appreciating their behavior. The courtyard was rustling and a breeze blew.

After a long time, the two of them said goodbye. As soon as they left the door, they heard Ai Ruzhen's voice transmission, 'The woman has been rescued by the old Taoist, and her injuries are not seriously injured. She has been taken away by her master. Don't worry.'

Zhou Gan didn't look back, but his smile on his face became stronger and his steps were a little looser. Shen Xiu glanced at him strangely, without saying anything.

"He is a good seedling for practicing Taoism." Jingzang thought and said something.

Ai Ruzhen nodded slightly and shook again. She felt a rare feeling of regret, as if she had thought of something-

For several days, Zhou Gan lived in seclusion in the back mountain in Xiao Leiyin Temple. He listened to the morning bells and evening drums every day, and he felt at ease. After years of intense life, he had the idea of ​​seclusion.

"It's really good, the taste of this roasted pig!" A big monk with a big waist and a round waist was squatting indecently in front of the Main Hall, gnawing on the pig's trotters while praising him, and he wiped his hands on Zhou Gan's clothes.

"I didn't forget the skills of many years ago," Zhou Gan grinned and said, "Remove the filth of the squeezing hair and roast it with charcoal fire on the fork. It should be placed on all sides, with dark yellow as the degree. Slowly apply milk butter on the skin, and repeatedly apply it.

Crispy is the lower part, crisp is the second. This is the method in the "Food Sutra".

"Brother Ji Killing, where did you get this pig?"

"The old man never let me move the birds stolen by the farmer's family at the foot of the mountain. Now that he is dead, it's not easy to disobey them anymore." The master he mentioned is Shi Zhen, one of the four great saints who passed away in the battle of the naked sect. And Shenxiu's mentor is also Pu Ding, one of the four saints monks. He used his own body as a guide to summon the Dharma image of the Great Sun Tathagata, and he has already sacrificed his life. No wonder Shenxiu is very close to this great monk.

"I never thought that this little Leiyin Temple is the famous White Horse Temple in the secular world. The spiritual temple is green and green, looking at the three rivers, flowers and plants peeking at the stream, and looking for the rocky stone springs."

"It's just a big vague place in the city. The old man's thoughts, isn't there a Taoist temple in front of the Qingcheng Sect?" He turned a blind eye to the surprise of the pilgrims who worshiped Buddhas on both sides, stopped killing and tickling his mouth, threw the clean bones down the mountain, clapped his hands, and stood up.

"Shajia can finally enjoy it for a few years."

"Brother Avoid Killing, Zhou Gan still has something to do. How did Lu Qingyan understand our arrangements back then?"

"No wonder I'm so attentive today," Jiji laughed and then said in a low voice: "I heard from the above that there seems to be something wrong with the kid Broken Sword."

"Can……"

"Don't misunderstand, the Emei Sect cannot betray me what I'm waiting for, otherwise where did you get the two array maps? It's just maybe-"

"Senior brother, you stole the meat and fish again. I won't report to the host!" Not far away, the little monk Shenxiu came angrily.

"Oh no, the trouble is here." Jiji's face changed drastically: "I have to run away, otherwise I will be scolded again if I am caught."

"Shajia also asked the host Jingzang about this matter. The host replied to me with four words, 'It's rare to be confused', do you understand?" Before he finished speaking, he ran away with a whimper.

"Is it rare to be confused?" Zhou Gan murmured.

After another day or two, a golden light passed through the air. As the old horse knew the way, he drilled into a misty valley in the back mountain. The Buddha's light first shone brightly and then dissipated.

"Abstain from killing, you have forced to break into the forbidden area in the temple again!" an old monk rebuked.

He stopped killing and beat him up, and didn't care. His eyes swept across Zhou Gan in the pool, and nodded: "Is this going to start? It's not too late." Within a hundred feet, there were more than a dozen monks of different appearances and ages sitting in a small area, all of whom closed their eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"Zhou Gan, under the light of the Red Lotus Buddha, your practice will also disappear. You must start from scratch. Have you thought about it?" Jingzang said loudly.

"Disciples cannot ask for it."
Chapter completed!