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 spend the rest of their lives on the other side of the starry sky, and the possibility of returning to hell 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 just a blink of an eye.
Even monks who don¡¯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 world. It is five hundred miles long and is like a mountain shrouded in divine light.
On the divine ship, there are twenty-seven sacred mountains, twelve temple groups, several lakes, covered with sacred trees, and a mat of flowers. There are only three hundred thousand attendants and holy army guards.
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 was sitting 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 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 made of rectangular pieces of cloth of various colors.
On her slender waist, she wears a fist-sized orb, which shines like a lamp.
"The lower body has high slits. When walking, the jade legs lift up the monk's robe, and even the thighs, which are as white as fat, are looming, full of 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! Well, I am at ease, why should I worry about my heart? I am also a Buddhist practitioner. Is it possible for me to make friends with you two?"
While she was speaking, 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 jade.
Because of cultivation, many women can develop flawless white skin.
¡°However, the female Buddhist cultivator in front of me has abnormally white skin.
Just the part that is exposed gives people a fatal attraction. I am afraid that any man in the world will not be able to help but rush forward to kiss and lick it when he sees it.
Other women need to rely on their appearance, figure, and 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.
They all saw that her cultivation level 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? ?¡±
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Fanchen was speechless for a moment.
Zhang Ruochen criticized: "Look at you, are you narrow-minded? You also say that you are an eminent monk, but you can't see through this. Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! Poor Taoist Saint??, you will lose interest, then remove the eyebrow bone and make it into a coin-sized Buddha amulet. Collect his soul into the treasure treasure. Use its divine source to refine Buddhist beads and hang them around your neck. As for the cultivation level, all of it was swallowed up. "
"Each rectangular piece of Buddhist robe on her body comes from a different man."
In Fanchen¡¯s mind, he recalled the Buddha¡¯s robes, beads, and the Buddhist amulets made into a belt, and asked, ¡°Why didn¡¯t she capture us just now?¡±
Meng Twenty-eight 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 others!"
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, I'm dead!"
Meng Twenty-eight 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.
"Anyone with a level of cultivation above the Great Sage 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 Pearl 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. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com