Lanruo Temple in the early morning is not as spooky as it is at night.

Hong Kang and Zhang Sanfeng looked from a high place.

Hong Kang said: "The aura of this place has changed slightly, and it doesn't feel so gloomy anymore!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "The so-called real person's place is the Blessed Land Dojo."

"The tree demon was almost killed by the real thunder. Without the big demon, the originally harsh environment here has been improved."

Hong Kang said: "It's just too messy..."

From the perspective of the two of them, the clouds and mountains are green and misty and misty, but the place where the four people and one demon fought was a mess, with scorched earth, residual wood, dead trees, gravel, and grass everywhere...

Viewed from the sky, it looks like a dark spot in the green shade.

Hong Kang thought for a while and said: "For the tree demon, manipulating vegetation is an innate instinct. When the time comes, let him repair everything here. He will also be able to escape from the earth. Then the job of manipulating earth and rocks and leveling the ground will be enough."

Leave it to him."

In a few moments, Hong Kang made arrangements for the tree demon's future.

Zhang Sanfeng turned around and asked: "Fellow Taoist, we now have a general understanding of the situation in this world, what are your plans?"

Hong Kang tilted his head slightly: "This tree demon has lived for a thousand years, and there is still a lot of value in him that can be mined."

"Moreover, in the world above, thanks to the blessing of the mirror heart, I was given a great gift. I have no doubts about my practice for the time being. I just need to follow the steps step by step."

"Anyway, this world is so chaotic, I plan to stop here first."

"When your cultivation is complete, you can then find an opportunity to go to the underworld to find out what's going on."

"What do you mean, Brother Dao?"

Zhang Sanfeng sighed deeply.

"This kind of world is even darker than the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties~!"

"The poor Taoist can open a mountain gate, recruit disciples, and teach them martial arts, but even so, it is only a drop in the bucket. The key is that people's hearts are not easy, and demons and ghosts will still come back..."

"After all, this is not a mortal world. Even if Zhu Hongwu comes again, it may not be useful~~!"

Hong Kang added: "Another problem is the order of heaven and earth, where yin and yang are in reverse, causing good to go without good and evil to go without evil."

"For example, during the Ming Dynasty, although no one had seen the underworld with their own eyes, everyone, whether it was ordinary people or dignitaries, believed in this and behaved somewhat restrainedly..."

"Even if there are those who are bold and reckless, people believe that even if they escape the punishment of the law in life, they will definitely go to Abi Hell after death."

"But this world..."

Hong Kang shook his head and sighed leisurely:

"If there is no reward for good and evil, then there will be selfishness in everything!~"

"If you want to rebuild the mountains and rivers and rectify the original source, it is not enough to just focus on the human world, you must also consider the underworld."

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At night.

Inside Lanruo Temple.

Dongfang Bubai's head enjoyed being gently rubbed by Xue Qianxun's slender fingers, and he was slightly intoxicated.

This feeling reminded him of a woman who served him like this, gentle and obedient, in the Chengde Palace in Heimuya many years ago...

It's a pity that at that time, I was obsessed with "Sunflower Collection" and ignored her existence at all...

Thinking of her later lying in his arms with blood on the corner of her mouth, Dongfang Bubai's heart was agitated, and the lines on his eyebrows suddenly brightened.

"Ah~!"

With a painful moan, Xue Qianxun felt her fingers burn.

Dongfang Bubai instantly calmed down the fire in his body. His Sunflower True Fire could harm even a tree demon at this level, let alone a female ghost like Xue Qianxun!~

However, his eyes glanced at another female ghost in red.

"Your urn has been destroyed, and the tree demon cannot enslave you. Logically speaking, you can go to reincarnation now, so why are you still here?!"

Honglian came with her waist twisted and leaned over to sit.

"What's so good about reincarnation?!"

"In these days, being a ghost is more comfortable than being a human being."

Dongfang Bubai became interested and sat up.

"You really think so?"

"Being able to become a lonely ghost means that you have not lived a good life in this life. Have you never thought about living a better life in the next life?!"

Honglian's big eyes blinked.

"Mr. Dongfang, let me calculate it for you."

"If I want to be reincarnated, first of all, it is not certain whether I can be reincarnated as a human being. What if I am a chicken, duck, pig, or dog in my next life?"

"Secondly, even if I become a human being, I don't care about my gender. In this world, who dares to say that I can live a comfortable life?!"

"If you die unexpectedly one day, won't you become a ghost again?"

"Besides, isn't it bad to be a ghost?"

"As a ghost, you don't have to endure hunger like a human being. You only need to breathe in some Yin Qi every day to survive. You don't have to suffer from human illness. I also have magical powers such as flying and invisibility. It's not much better than being a human~!?"

"Pa bang bang..."

Hong Kang came in from the outside with a smile and applauded.

"According to what Miss Honglian said, humans are indeed worse than ghosts."

Seeing Hong Kang, Hong Lian felt a chill in her heart, immediately stood up and stood with her hands down.

He said respectfully: "I have met you sir, just call me Honglian."

This person looked kind, but Honglian didn't dare to be as casual as he was in front of Dongfang Bubai, not only because that person was as powerful as a god of thunder that night, but also because the female ghost who entered his room that night never appeared again.

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Hong Kang sat down, followed Shan Ruliu, and asked: "Honglian, what did you do during your lifetime?"

Honglian's face changed slightly, and her voice also became much lower, as if it was a bit sad, but she returned to her hearty smile in an instant.

"I was sold into a brothel when I was a child. When I grew up, I started to work in a brothel. However, not everyone can enter my door. If you don't have five hundred taels of silver as a backing, you can't show my face."

"People at that time said that the red girl from Cuiyu Tower only loved Chao'er but not Qiao'er..."

Hong Kang asked again: "When did you die?"

Honglian tilted her head: "Let me think about it, it's probably more than fifty years ago!~"

Hong Kang looked at her and asked: "Then when you were alive, have you ever heard of the current national preceptor - Pudu Cihang?!"

Honglian was at a loss: "National Preceptor? I've never heard of it~!"

"I know this."

Xue Qianxun's voice sounded at this time.

All eyes of the people immediately turned to her.

"My father was an official in the court during his lifetime. I heard him mention it."

"The national master's name is Pudu Cihang. He is a great benevolent person and can be called the living Buddha!

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"My dad said that the person he respects the most in his life is the Imperial Master~!"

Xue Qianxun's face showed respect and admiration.

"Pfft...ahem...!"

Even with Hong Kang's qi-nurturing skills, he was shocked by these words.

"Your father said that Pudu Cihang is the living Buddha??"

Did I understand it wrong? Or have things changed?!

"Miss Snow, please tell me in detail."

Xue Qianxun said: "Master Pudu Cihang was named a national teacher about forty years ago. Since he appeared in the world, he has vigorously promoted Buddhism, guided people to do good, and helped all living beings."

"No matter where a disaster occurs, the national master will lead his disciples there in time to save the dead and pray for the living."

"At the beginning, some people thought that the National Master was just assuming the throne, pretending to win people's hearts."

"But five years, ten years, twenty years, until my death, the Imperial Master still did not change his mind and will. Wherever there is suffering, the Imperial Master will appear. Even if he cannot go, he will let his disciples take his place..."

"He also distributed all the money and food rewarded by the court to the victims of the disaster. He always wore the same old cassock, and so did his disciples."

"In this way, the reputation of the Imperial Preceptor became wider and wider, but he did not get carried away because of this. He was still compassionate and modest. He neither expanded the temple nor collected incense money wantonly. He just lived in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion given by the emperor..."

"He also often advised the emperor to use less corvee and less tax, be kind and caring to the people, and treat the people well..."

"Many officials even angered the emperor and wanted to be executed, but it was only through his earnest persuasion that they were spared."

"With decades of good deeds, the reputation of the Imperial Master has been soaring. No matter whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people, some people have spontaneously enshrined the Imperial Master's longevity tablets..."

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There is a monk in the country who is compassionate and frugal. He has an unparalleled reputation and is regarded as the teacher of the country. He performs one good deed every day and is a universal monk. The wind and rain do not change his ambition. People at that time praised him and said, this is not a human being, he is a holy Buddha. Those who heard it raised their eyebrows.
Chapter completed!