Chapter 180 Killing to Protect Life

The mind is quite sharp!

Mo Chuan thought to himself, and then asked: "May I ask how many years have you been practicing, brother?"

Shui Lingzi said vaguely: "About a hundred years."

Mo Chuan added: "Dare I ask if those Shuanglong River Gods come from Chengye and Dongyu Rivers?"

Shui Lingzi was shocked: "What do you mean, brother Xian?"

Mo Chuan pursed his lips: "We have to guard against it!"

Shui Lingzi's scalp immediately became numb.

Mo Chuan's subtext is very simple. If Shuanglong Temple can catch the former Dongyu River God cutting leeks, it can catch him as the current Water God!

Perhaps this is the root of the official indifference to the prosperity of folk temples.

The reason why Mo Chuan can think of this is because he is a human being, and his thoughts and actions are naturally from a human perspective.

The key is that Mo Chuan actually saw two acquaintances.

The Red Pheasant Empress, the Goddess of Fengming Cave, covered her mouth and smiled.

The two sides were arguing, and the hearts of the demons in the twenty-four living rooms were swaying. Even if they didn't know the details, they could guess the whole story from Master Dingxuan's cryptic tone.

How can one not be surprised when a Taoist suddenly breaks into such a terrible place?

What is even more frightening when you think about it is that this Taoist and this group of monsters are in the same group, which is even more frightening and inexplicable.

The little novice monk Goudan's eyes turned red, his eyes filled with hatred and happiness. He was lucky that he almost fell into the shoes of his enemy.

If his guess is true.

The sound fell, and the whole hall was filled with shock and uncertainty. Most of them had no news about the evil spirits and they looked confused.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Mo Chuan's expression changed slightly.

Mo Chuan squinted his eyes and asked: "If Pindao guessed correctly, you are Master Dingxuan, right? Before Abbot Huitong died, he used your name and begged for mercy. It is difficult to say that you did not participate in Huitong Zen.

Temple matter!"

"No, I just said that the situation is urgent and I hope the immortal will return to his position quickly." Huang Buyu said quickly.

"In this case, do fellow Taoists know that this flood has killed countless people?"

"So, the flood at Huitong Temple in Fenghe County was caused by you?"

As Mo Chuan replied, he walked straight to the empty seat left for him, flicked his long cloak, and sat down cross-legged.

"Tsk, tsk, this poor Taoist looked at Master Buddha's light like the sun's corona, and then he gave in. Unexpectedly, he did not discriminate between people. Do you know what kind of outrageous things Huitong Temple has done?"

"Your Majesty, I have misunderstood. Although Pindao and the Master are acquainted, they are not familiar with each other, so I would like to trouble you to introduce them to you."

"Disciple Huang Buyu, please welcome the Immortal!" Upon seeing this, Huang Buyu kowtowed three times and observed the etiquette.

Then he saw the palace bustling with people, twenty-four cave gods, numbering twenty-three, and he was the only one left.

At this time, the beggar Goudan standing behind the barefoot monk had his eyes wide open with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Did you say anything in the twenty-four living room?" Mo Chuan got straight to the point.

The Red Pheasant Empress was happy: "In that case, I will introduce you to fellow Taoist Mingchen. This is Master Beiyuan, the Tongzhi of the Dajing Merit Division. I came this time to ask who my fellow Taoist is."

Words."

"presumptuous!"

Mo Chuan sneered when he heard this and cursed angrily.

If you look carefully, isn't it the barefoot monk Mo Chuan met by chance in Fenghe County a while ago?

We went through familiar doors and roads all the way, entering the cave, folding into the mountain crevices, passing the archway, and stepping into the Fengming Hall.

“Fun fun!”

I don't know how much time passed, but Mo Chuan suddenly woke up, but it was Huang Buyu who presented the incense and reported that a meeting was suddenly held in the twenty-four living rooms, and Mo Chuan was respectfully invited to discuss matters.

Alas, every time there is a disaster!

He was determined to break through the realm of cultivation for a hundred years in one go, and after thinking about it, he decided to leave the Yangshen, keep a physical body, copy incense, and descend into Wanchao Cave.

"The water released into the river has put the downstream dams in danger. I don't know how many ships have been affected and capsized. Countless people have died and goods have been destroyed. Do you dare to deny the karma caused by this?"

You know, looking around, the twenty-four living rooms can be described as monsters and demons dancing wildly.

After sending Shui Lingzi away, Mo Chuan patrolled the mountain and then sank into the earth, preparing to break through the century-old Taoist realm.

I saw a monk in sackcloth sitting on the right side of Fengming Cave God's desk, sitting in lotus position, looking at his mind with his brows and eyes.

The one who was missing was none other than the young beggar Goudan who was almost taken under Mo Chuan's command.

"The poor monk heard that a Taoist friend once used great supernatural powers in the Moon Worshiping Lake and swallowed up a whole lake of water. Is this possible?"

"I'm glad to meet you. I didn't expect to meet the Master here again!"

It was none other than Master Dingxuan, a Buddhist scholar from the inner court who was born in Huitong Zen Temple.

The man and the demon chatted for a long time, until it got dark, and Shui Lingzi finally said goodbye.

Master Beiyuan asked with a look of compassion on his face.

If you ask, who is this monk?

Master Beiyuan paused and looked at Mo Chuan seriously: "However, Huitong Temple has made many mistakes, and it still cannot cover up the mistakes of fellow Taoists. Fellow Taoists must also bear the karma of thousands of resentful souls in Fenghe.

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It is simply unbelievable that someone with such a level of cultivation can stand behind a barefoot monk.

In this matter, I am afraid that the Huitong Zen Temple was at fault first, so the Taoist priest Mingchen destroyed the Zen Temple.

Mo Chuan also showed a bit of surprise, cupped his hands and smiled.

The barefoot monk turned his head and saw Mo Chuan, his eyes showing a bit of surprise and a bit of understanding.

The old one was a monk in gray clothes who was about sixty years old. From Taixu's perspective, he had been practicing Taoism for five hundred years, and he was actually a bit taller than Shui Lingzi.

Goudan, the little novice monk standing behind Master Beiyuan, stared wide-eyed.

Only a few demons and demons had information channels from the Central Plains, and they immediately looked at Mo Chuan in surprise.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the Sea Dragon King who was so famous in his hometown would be Taoist Qing Yi whom he had met several times a long time ago.

Master Dingxuan, who was standing behind Master Beiyuan, could no longer bear it, pointed at Mo Chuan and said:

"Even if Huitong Zen Temple made mistakes, it has been punished by karma. Not only was the temple destroyed and the monks dead, but the Buddhist lineage was almost annihilated. However, what is wrong with Fenghe County?"

"Unexpectedly, Taoist friend is Taoist Master Mingchen."

"It's true."

"It turns out that you two know each other, so I won't have to introduce you now."

Master Beiyuan asked with a serious expression.

This matter has not been investigated, let alone trace the origin using immortal magic. Even by catching fish in the water, one can also determine that it is the water of Moon Worshiping Lake.

There is no time to practice.

Mo Chuan nodded, and then turned into a ray of light and headed towards Fengming Cave.

It can be called a monster on earth!

"hehe--"

"Exactly."

As the god of Shoushan Mountain, he may also encounter it.

The disaster Shui Lingzi may encounter;

Mo Chuan's expression remained unchanged and he admitted frankly.

Mo Chuan frowned secretly when he saw this, and briefly sensed his cultivation level, which was more than ninety-eight years.

"Really? I wonder what Master Beiyuan wants to ask Pindao about?"

"Fellow Taoist Mingchen, Huitong Zen Temple has indeed committed countless crimes, and Taoist friends have also punished Huitong Zen Temple. Even if there are survivors, the Merit Department will not bypass it! As for Ding Xuan, he will be punished by facing the wall.

He will never enter the world of mortals."

Mo Chuan, who was about to hand over his hand and say "I have admired you for a long time", was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were like lightning, and he suddenly realized something.

"Did you know that the flood flooded tens of thousands of acres of farmland and killed countless people?"

Now that we are looking for trouble, we can only use the people of Fenghe County as an excuse.

——It’s just that at this time, he had already shaved his head, had his scars permed, and became a Buddhist novice monk.

Behind him, there were two monks, an old man and a young man.

This is not the key.

However, while reminding Shui Lingzi, Mo Chuan also secretly became vigilant.

Master Dingxuan's expression suddenly changed: "You have karma and yet you dare to sow discord! Master Beiyuan, according to my disciples, this child is hopeless!"

Mo Chuan smiled: "So, poor Taoist shouldn't draw his sword?"

"Drawing a sword is not a reason for you to kill!

“What does the Buddhist saying ‘killing to protect life, killing karma rather than killing people’ count?”

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