Chapter 24: The Exorcism of the Demon, the Monk Departs

  Chen Jiu's voice was responded to, a golden Buddha light rose up, countless Zen chants echoed around, shaking the sound for ten miles.

  Chen Jiuxin cursed in his heart: "This monk is really a coward, with such high strength, he actually dares not to make a move for fear of the prestige of Heishan Old Monster, and ends up ruining my last magic weapon".

  Chen Jiuxin's resentment surged up to the sky, and the monk faced death and finally had the courage to compete with Heishan Lao Yao. Unfortunately, Chen Jiuxin and the monk both overestimated Heishan Lao Yao's shamelessness.

  The Black Mountain Old Monster, who was blown up by Chen Jiu's self-destructing artifact twice and left with a scorched head, must have suffered heavy losses. Moreover, there is a young monk with considerable strength lurking around him, so if the Black Mountain Old Monster doesn't take advantage of the chaos to escape, he would be the biggest fool.

  Standing on a distant mountain peak, the Black Mountain Old Monster gazed at Chen Jiu and the monk from afar. With a sigh of helplessness, he decided to let these two people off for now. After all, it wasn't easy to break through the seal and send out this divine thought, so it couldn't be wasted like that - this divine thought still had great use.

  The smoke and dust dispersed, and when he looked around the field, the shadow of Hei Shan Lao Yao had long since disappeared without a trace. The monk, however, was still using all his might, closing his eyes to recite scriptures somewhere.

  Looking at the layers of demonic energy floating in mid-air, Chen Jiuxiao smiled, and finally managed to escape with his life.

  After a while, the monk's forehead was sweating, and Chen Jiu knew that this guy had consumed a lot of magic. To prevent Hei Shan Lao Yao from coming back, Chen Jiu could only say: "Master, stop chanting, that Hei Shan Lao Yao has already left."

  Upon hearing this, the old demon of Black Mountain dared to open his eyes and looked around. The old demon of Black Mountain had indeed left. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from his forehead before plopping down on the ground: "Thanks to you, Master, for turning the tide of battle; otherwise, we would have really fallen here today."

  Chen Jiu looked at the monk's expression with a lingering fear and asked curiously: "Master, is that Black Mountain old demon very famous?"

  The monk counted his prayer beads and said slowly: "Not very famous, extremely famous".

  Looking at Chen Jiu's slightly curious eyes, the monk also felt ashamed of his previous state and explained to Chen Jiu: "About three hundred years ago, during the Hongwu dynasty, a shocking and earth-shaking evil Taoist appeared. This evil Taoist specialized in absorbing people's essence and spirit. The abbot of Lanruo Temple and the elder monks couldn't bear it, so they designed to trap him in Lanruo Temple and suppress him with the power of incense for thousands of years."

  The monk shook his head, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes: "That one battle was truly brutal. The great monks of Lanruo Temple fought to the death, only a few small shrimp escaped."

  "Fortunately, this old demon has finally been sealed."

  The monk shook his head: "This old demon is indeed formidable, and has actually cracked open a seam in the seal. It seems that today's weather has arrived at a time of many troubles."

  Chen Jiu listened and didn't think much of it. This Hei Shan Lao Yao, although its reputation was formidable, that was three hundred years ago. Now, after being sealed for three hundred years, with the erosion of countless incense fires, even if this old demon was still arrogant, how much of its power remained was unknown. Besides, hadn't this old guy not even escaped yet?

  The monk regained some strength and stood up, putting Chen Jiu on his back: "Master, where are we going?"

  Chen Jiuyi smiled: "Needless to say, of course we're heading into the city. This desolate and wild Black Mountain old demon can return at any time."

  Chen Jiu said with a hint of doubt: "I don't know if there is a mountain god on this mountain."

  The monk slightly sensed and said: "No, the mountain god here was driven away by monsters a long time ago."

  The two of them walked in silence, crossing mountains and ridges, until they finally left the big mountain behind. Chen Jiu looked up at the sky: "Master, since today's weather is gloomy, why don't we find a place to spend the night? It would be perfect for me to meditate and recover my spiritual energy."

  This monk is an honest man. Chen Jiou said so and he did not refute it. Finally, they found a good place: "Master, let's stay here for the night."

  Chen nodded: "Now it's just a matter of getting some dry firewood, I have some dried provisions in my bundle that will be enough for us to hold out for several days in the mountains".

  After the monk lit the fire, he took over the dry food handed over by Chen Jiu, and the two of them ate in silence. Then Chen Jiu ignored the monk and sank into the creation of heaven and earth.

  After a while, the monk came back to his senses and looked at Chen Jiu who was meditating, then quietly closed his eyes to recover his spirit.

  The sun rises and the moon sets, Chen Jiu and the monk's luck wasn't that bad, they spent a peaceful night, occasionally one or two fierce beasts came over, but were subdued by the monk.

  Early in the morning, amidst the chirping of birds, Chen Jiu opened his eyes and looked at the wild fruits that had been picked. Suddenly, he found this monk to be quite interesting, except for being timid, there seemed to be nothing else about him that was annoying.

  It is human nature to fear death and cling to life, and it's also understandable for a monk to be afraid of death. One can't despise him just because the Buddhist family takes life and death lightly; after all, he is now only a monk, not a Buddha.

  "Hey, where is Master going?"

  The monk took a bite of the fruit and looked at Chen Jiu: "I heard that the capital wants to hold a Dharma Lotus Assembly, I'm not talented, but I want to go and join in the excitement."

  Chen Jiuyi nodded upon hearing this, but he didn't know where Beijing was or what a Fahua Conference was.

  "Congratulations, Master, on your triumphant start."

  "Amitabha Buddha, I have broken the precepts. A monk should not harbor a competitive spirit. Well done, well done."

  Chen Jiu looked at the monk with interest, shook his head and stood up, looking around at the lush trees, feeling great. After a good rest last night, his body was in top condition, and his magical powers had recovered by more than half.

  "In that case, Master, you can go ahead and leave. I'll stay here for a few more days until this injury heals before heading out."

  "This is it, Master and I have been through thick and thin together. Now, it wouldn't be right for me to leave you behind and go on my own, would it? Besides, there are wild beasts in these mountains, what if something happens to you?"

  "Shut up, Chen Jiubai gave him a glance, I'm not an ordinary person either, this injury has already recovered more than half, what can a mere beast do to me? Besides, I heard that the Fahua Conference is about to open soon, what if you're late?"

  The monk heard this and was slightly depressed: "Since that's the case, I'll have to take my leave, but I still want to protect the donor for one more day before leaving."

  Chen Jiubiao hesitated for a moment, this day should not delay the Fahua Conference: "Since Master has the intention, I will not decline, and thank you, Master".

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiuban began to sit cross-legged and absorb the spiritual energy from the surrounding land.

  Time flies, a day's time is not long, and the monk has left, leaving only Chen Jiu sitting here.

  Looking at the fire in front of him, Chen Jiu's eyes slightly narrowed. Yesterday, he heard a monk talk about some interesting things under heaven, and he had offended Hei Shan Lao Yao, so he couldn't stay here anymore. The only option was to go read books and take refuge in those academies.

  The power of the imperial court is absolutely not to be underestimated. Even the sects that cultivate immortals have to retreat when faced with the imperial army's collection, because the imperial court represents orthodoxy and the great trend of human morality. As long as this great trend does not decline, these cultivators will absolutely not dare challenge the imperial court, except for those who are not afraid of being counter-killed by the great trend of human morality.

  There is a kind of extraordinary person in this world, that is the reader. The reader will nurture a positive energy in his heart, which is in harmony with heaven and earth, vast and boundless, it is the majestic energy of heaven and earth.

  The great Confucian is the foundation of the imperial court, and only when a great Confucian with a broad mind suppresses those evil spirits will they retreat one by one. Even if a great Confucian lets out a loud roar, it can communicate with the vast and profound energy, killing cultivators who have achieved success in their cultivation.

  To say that this Hei Shan old demon is absolutely the greatest evil among all evils, now only a wisp of divine thought remains, and it is absolutely not daring to go to those places where great Confucian scholars are stationed to seek death.

  Looking at the flying birds returning to the forest, the sky had completely darkened, a pair of blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Chen Jiu.

  Facing this killing intent, Chen Jiu couldn't help but say: "You're a good-for-nothing, you've delivered yourself to my doorstep. For the past few days, I've been eating vegetarian with that monk and I'm fed up with it. My stomach hurts, and unexpectedly, you know I want to eat meat now."

  After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu's hand waved lightly, and a sharp blade instantly brought up waves of whistling sounds, cutting off the wolf's head.