Chapter 4105 Orb Ksitigarbha

Latest website: The Tianlong departed from Tianhuang Ferry, entered a wide tributary of the Santu River, and sailed away at high speed.

Not long after, the star of life and death disappeared from the sight of the monks.

Many people will stay on the other side of the starry sky forever for the rest of their lives, and the possibility of returning to the hell realm is extremely slim.

It takes three months to travel from the world of life and death to the Tianlong's destination, the "Wanliu Realm". At that time, we will enter the hinterland of heaven, far away from the realm of hell, and truly reach the frontier of civilization in the center of the universe.

Three months, for a monk practicing in seclusion, is a blink of an eye.

A monk who doesn't want to practice will never be bored on the Tianlong.

The Tianlong was transformed from the skeleton of a divine dragon. It is the largest divine ship of the Meng family that travels to the hell realm. It is five hundred miles long and looks like a mountain shrouded in divine light.

On the divine ship, there are twenty-seven sacred mountains, twelve temple complexes, several lakes, covered with sacred trees, and hundreds of flowers. The number of attendants and holy army guards alone reaches 300,000.

The Tianlong is the divine ship of the Meng family, and it is rarely deployed once in a thousand years.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the Yunxia Holy Mountain at the stern of the ship, looking at the gray mist of death on the Santu River and the brightly lit palaces at the foot of the mountain. Infinite sorrow emerged in his mind.

Fanchen sat on the edge of the cliff, not drinking, with his hands on his legs, listening to the laughter and the uncertain sound of the piano coming from the palaces below the mountain.

Zhang Ruochen said to himself: "There are many extraordinary characters hidden on this ship. How strong are you? Can you deal with them?"

Fanchen shook his head gently and said: "My cultivation level is very unstable, with highs and lows. In fact, you don't have to worry. As long as we are restrained enough and don't mix anything, we don't have to be afraid of them."

Zhang Ruochen said: "We are already involved, do you think you can stay out of it?"

"My body is like a bodhi tree, my mind is like a mirror stand. I am at ease, why should I worry about my heart? Taoist priest, you just have too many ties and your life is too tiring. How about we get drunk tonight and then rest? If you are drunk, then what? No need to think about it.”

Fanchen took off the wine bag from his waist and shook it towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Ding ding!"

A crisp and strange sound came from a distance.

At the same time, a burst of charming female fragrance blew in the wind.

Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen turned around and looked.

They saw a Buddhist cultivator holding a silver-white tin staff walking out of the night and heading straight towards them.

This Buddhist cultivator wears a monk's robe with a tight waist and wide sleeves. The style is quite unique. It is a wrap-around garment made of rectangular pieces of cloth of various colors.

On her slender waist, she wore a fist-sized orb, which shone like a lamp.

The lower body has high slits. When walking, the jade legs lift up the monk's robe, and even the roots of the thighs, which are as white as fat, are looming, with full curvature and extremely fragrant.

However, she was wearing a cloak hat on her head, and the sleeves of the hat were covered with "swastika" marks, so it was completely unclear what she looked like.

"Amitabha! I am so free, so why worry about my heart? I am a Buddhist nun, Baozhu. Is it possible for me to make friends with you two?"

As she spoke, she had already arrived in front of Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen. The brilliance from the orbs on her waist made her slender jade legs exposed outside the monk's robe even more white and delicate.

The skin is so white that it is no different from the fairy crystal or jade.

Because of their cultivation, many women can develop flawless white skin.

However, the female Buddhist cultivator in front of her had abnormally white skin.

Just the exposed part gives people a fatal attraction. I am afraid that any man in the world who sees it will not be able to help but rush forward to kiss and lick it.

Other women need to rely on their appearance and figure to bring attraction, but she only needs an inch of skin to achieve it.

This is definitely a deliberate practice.

It's a pity that she met Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen, one was determined and the other was in a flawless state of mind.

The two of them looked at her for a long time, and then their eyes became strange.

Everyone could see that her cultivation was frighteningly advanced.

Fanchen spoke very directly, saying: "Are you a Buddhist cultivator? A Buddhist cultivator reveals so much?"

The female Buddhist cultivator named Baozhu was not angry at all. She said with a smile: "Master can drink and eat meat with ease. Why can't a poor nun be more comfortable with his clothes? It's human nature. Naturally, we should be sincere. Why hide it? ?”

"this……"

Fanchen was speechless for a moment.

Zhang Ruochen criticized: "Look at you, are you narrow-minded? You even say that you are an eminent monk, but you can't see through this. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! Poor Taoist Shengsi, I don't know where Master Tai came from, why did he get on the Tianlong number?"

The orb pressed down gently, and the tin staff was firmly planted on the ground, and said: "You two are rare and profound people with a deep state of mind that a poor nun can rarely see. Why don't we all drink and chat at the same time? The poor nun treats you two the same way. So curious."

Just when Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen didn't know how to answer, Baozhu grabbed the wine bag in Fanchen's hand and took it.

Never let go.

However, the orb was still taken away.

Baozhu sat down on the left side of Fanchen, with her extremely slender legs hanging naturally on the cliff. She lifted up her swastika cloak and hat, revealing a young and charming face, with long black hair and dark eyebrows like willow leaves. , eyes clean from dust, red lips like gems, very spiritual temperament.

She has both a beauty that transcends the worldly world and a free and uninhibited freedom.

If you look at an inch of her skin, you can't help but want to kiss her. Then after seeing her face, people will want to hold her in their arms, take everything from her, and not want to share it with anyone.

Compared with Venerable Cihang, it is completely another extreme.

The beauty of Venerable Cihang makes it impossible for anyone to feel any blasphemy, but his character is a little too reserved.

Zhang Ruochen had seen many stunning women, but the orb still made his eyes shine. This kind of beauty is no different from that of Luna and Wuyue!

After unscrewing the lid of the wine bag, she thought for a moment, handed it to Zhang Ruochen first, and said, "How about you go first, Taoist Master?"

"How about...him first?"

Zhang Ruochen pointed at Fanchen.

Fanchen waved his hands quickly and said, "The young monk doesn't like drinking that much either."

"hehe!"

Bao Zhu smiled and drank directly from the wine bag without thinking about whether Fan Chen drank it with his mouth.

"This...can't be done, can't be done..."

The mortal world wants to stop it, but it is too late.

When a beauty drinks wine, it is extremely pleasing to the eye, and the orb is elegant but not artificial.

Some wine spilled from the corner of her mouth, flowed down her slender jade neck, and soaked her clothes.

"Next, which of you will go first?"

After taking a sip of Baozhu, he was very intoxicated and handed it to Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen.

"Amitabha!"

Fanchen closed his eyes and could no longer face his own wine bag. How could he still dare to pick it up?

I have never seen such a bold and unrestrained female Buddhist cultivator.

At this moment, Fanchen finally realized that his practice was still not enough. He can be calm in the face of death, but he is still afraid of women.

Baozhu smiled like a silver bell and said: "The little monk has been frightened to death! Taoist priest, what about you?"

She raised her head like a flower and the moon, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Zhang Ruochen, who was standing upright two steps away, with a provocative attitude.

There have always been very few men who can see an inch of her skin without going crazy.

But the monk in front of her was so incredible that he could maintain his composure even after seeing her face, which naturally aroused her desire to win.

"Drinking, Pindao has never been afraid of anyone. But his wine is too ordinary, how can it be intoxicating?"

Zhang Ruochen, minding his own business, took out a bronze wine pot from the space in his sleeve, held the spout in his mouth, took a long sip, and then said: "I am a poor man, this is the fine wine, drink it yourself!"

"Since it is fine wine, why doesn't Taoist Master know how to share it?"

As Baozhu finished speaking, the bronze wine bottle somehow fell into her hands.

She held the wine bottle in both hands and raised it to the height of her eyes. She gently moved her lips forward. When she was about to touch the spout, she glanced at Zhang Ruochen affectionately and then slowly took it in her mouth.

His movements and eyes are full of "desire".

For a moment, Zhang Ruochen only felt that what she was holding was not the spout of the wine pot, and it was a very subtle and immersive feeling.

Fanchen on the side took a sneak peek and immediately closed his eyes. His lips seemed to be trembling, and he seemed to be just chanting sutras quickly.

Zhang Ruochen is much freer and freer than ordinary people, and he is calm in the face of "desire", saying: "I have never seen a woman like Shitai. Her lust is clearly written on her face, but she is not annoying."

"You don't hate it, you just like it?"

Baozhu wiped the corner of his mouth and handed the bronze wine bottle to Zhang Ruochen.

"There are two ways to look at people. Either look down on them, or look up to them, and those passers-by who are ignored are naturally not one of them. I look at Shitai in the third way, neither light nor heavy, neither disgusted nor happy."

Zhang Ruochen took the flask and took a sip without any joy or disgust, without any restraint.

"The Taoist priest's Taoist conduct is higher than that of this young monk, which is beyond the poor nun's initial expectations. The cultivation level of this peak demigod is too low to be concealed from others. Who is the Taoist priest?" Baozhu asked, The eyes are serious and sincere.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said nothing.

Bao Zhu took a sip of wine from the mortal wine bag and said, "If you don't tell me, and I won't tell you, how can you make friends? Well, let me start by saying that this poor nun was invited by the Meng family to be a guest in Tianhuang. , help the third master of the Meng family resolve the curse."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I took refuge with Mr. Twenty-Eight and went to the wilderness to avoid the turmoil."

Baozhu stared at Zhang Ruochen and said: "Fake, too fake! Why is a person with your state of mind so fake? What you say is fake, your appearance is fake, and your identity is fake. But I am all real."

Without waiting for Zhang Ruochen to speak.

She suddenly laughed and said: "But you are such a fake person, the person I should hate the most, why can't I hate it? Shengsi, right, I remember it!"

Baozhu put down the wine bag, put on the swastika cloak hat again, stood up, looked at Meng Twenty-eight flying in the distance, left in no hurry, touched Fanchen's bald head, and said: "You are still very serious, don't He was led astray!"

Meng Twenty-eight landed lightly on the top of the mountain, immediately bowed his head and saluted, stared at the ground, and said: "Greetings to Baozhu Ksitigarbha. The uncle is hosting a banquet in Yuntai Palace. Please come and attend. Tantuo Ksitigarbha and Baoyin Ksitigarbha have already arrived. ! The uncle said that there are important guests from the Buddhist world in the West, and he wants to introduce you to them."

"knew!"

Baozhu lifted the tin stick, and a "ding-ding" sound sounded as he walked past Meng Twenty-eight.

The fragrance came to him and he caught a glimpse of the jade legs under the monk's robe. Meng Twenty-eight trembled all over and immediately closed his eyes, not daring to take another look.

terrible!

It wasn't until the fragrance dissipated that Meng Twenty-eight opened his eyes with lingering fear.

"You have already left. Are you so shy? Mr. Twenty-Eight is a great god. A great god must have the courage of a great god. What beauty have you not seen? What storms and waves have you not experienced?" Fanchen said.

"It's not shy, it's scared."

Meng Twenty-eight frankly admitted the fear in his heart.

Fanchen said: "What is there to be afraid of? This master is so beautiful and has a good personality. He even drank with us. Mr. Twenty-eight is alarmist!"

Meng Erba didn't believe Fanchen's words at all and said, "You really don't know who she is?"

"Does it matter who she is?" Fanchen asked.

The monk who can survive from the hands of the orb Ksitigarbha cannot be an ordinary monk.

menu It’s unfathomable, even when you see her, you have to be respectful.”

Zhang Ruochen looked thoughtful and said: "The sense of existence of Dihuang is indeed lower than that of Tianhuang."

"That's because when Ksitigarbha and the Sixth Patriarch competed, they lost half a move. From then on, Dihuang Buddhist cultivators could no longer set foot in the heavenly universe and the hell universe. Dihuang's strength is much stronger than Tianhuang, and even Fengdu The Great Emperor, Xu Tian, ​​and Chief Yan are all quite afraid." Meng Twenty-eight said.

Fanchen said: "The Sixth Patriarch is by no means a bully, how could he make such a rude request?"

"No, the requirement was not set by the Sixth Patriarch, but by Ksitigarbha. It was a bet. If the Sixth Patriarch lost at that time, the price would be to hand over the Western Heaven Buddha Realm to Ksitigarbha." Meng Twenty-eight said .

Fanchen suddenly realized, and thought to himself that Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha was an extraordinary being who could fight with the Sixth Patriarch and only lose half a move.

I wonder if you are still alive?

Zhang Ruochen asked: "What is so terrifying about this Orb Ksitigarbha? It stands to reason that with Mr. Twenty-eight's cultivation at the realm of a great god, he would not be able to even see her skin. It is impossible not to have this kind of state of mind and will."

Meng Erba's eyes were strange, and he smiled and said: "Why don't you two reveal your true identities first, and then we can continue talking."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Venerable Cihang and King Erjia know our identities. Mr. Twenty-eight can ask them."

Fanchen followed suit and said: "When we were in Tianhuang Holy City, the poor monk was brought into the city lord's palace by King Erjia."

"They have a very deep friendship." Zhang Ruochen added.

Meng Twenty-eight immediately stood in awe, secretly guessing that the monk in front of him was a helper invited by Venerable Cihang. He was hiding in the dark and was definitely a great and powerful man.

He released a corner of the divine world, isolated from the outside world, and said: "Legend has it that Baozhu Ksitigarbha likes to hunt men with profound minds. Once captured successfully, he will lose interest, then remove the eyebrow bone and make it into a coin-sized Buddha amulet. . Collect his soul into a treasure chest. Use his divine source to refine Buddha beads and hang them around his neck. As for his cultivation, all of them will be swallowed up."

"Each rectangular piece of Buddhist robe on her body came from a different man."

In Fanchen's mind, he recalled the Buddhist robes, Buddhist beads, and the Buddhist amulets made into the belt, and asked, "Why didn't she capture us just now?"

Meng Erba said: "Maybe it's because it's inconvenient!"

"Why is it inconvenient?" Fanchen asked.

Meng Twenty-eight said: "Master may not understand what I mean. This capture is not that capture. The capture of Baozhu Jizo is to make those men willingly climb onto her bed and have a good night with her. She thinks that this way That man belongs to her, and she can decide whether he lives or dies."

"So, what Orb Jizo captures is the will and desire of men, and makes them fall into the trap. She will not take the initiative to harm people!"

Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen looked at each other.

"You two must not say these words to anyone else," Meng Twenty-eight said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No wonder Mr. Twenty-eight acted so reserved and fearful just now. It turned out that he was just pretending to be afraid of being spotted."

"With my state of mind and will, once someone is targeted, they will be dead!"

Meng Erba didn't want to continue talking about this topic and said, "Do you two want to attend the banquet tonight?"

"Are we qualified too?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"As long as you have a cultivation level of a great saint or above, you can participate."

Fanchen said: "We won't go..."

"So what if we go and have a look? Master Fanchen, are you afraid of seeing the jewel Ksitigarbha? Don't worry, she will definitely be very reserved in this kind of situation. How could she not give face to the Meng family? Besides, didn't Mr. Twenty-eight just say Yes, Jewel Ksitigarbha will not take the initiative to harm others, he is a profound Buddhist cultivator." Zhang Ruochen said.