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Text Chapter 151: A Different Legend of White Snake

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    "Little donor, if I felt it right just now, you seem to be practicing Buddhism. I wonder if I can have a look at it?" Li Muran nodded. Although he didn't know the old monk Fahai's intention, he still followed it.  Yan filled his whole body with soul power, formed a magic formula with his right hand, and made the starting gesture of "Breaking Evil Seal".  Seeing that Fa Hai still looked confused, Li Muran simply started to recite the "Ksitigarbha Heart Sutra". Anyway, the content of the sutra was the same, but the method he used was only in his mind.  "Ksitigarbha Heart Sutra! It's actually Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Amitabha Buddha!" ??Fahai's eyes flashed with excitement, and it could be seen that he was even a little excited at this time.  Li Muran stopped the movements of his hands and asked with some confusion: "Fahai Master, can you help me solve my doubts now!" No matter what image Fahai has in Li Muran's heart, but  After all, he is also a figure in myths and legends, so it is not an exaggeration to call him a master.  Suddenly, Li Muran felt the whole space shake, and a strange spiritual power spread out.  "What a bad fate, what a bad fate, I didn't expect that after more than a thousand years, this evil beast still has no intention of giving up!" Fa Hai shook his head, coughed twice, and looked even weaker.  "Master Fahai," Li Muran called smoothly this time, "Why do I become more confused the more you talk about it?" "Little donor, please be patient. I will naturally explain this matter clearly. I would like to ask,  I wonder where the little donor got the Ksitigarbha Heart Sutra?" Fahai had a warm smile on his face.  "I'm sorry, this is my personal opinion. Please forgive me for having no comment on this point." Regarding the existence of Di Ting, Li Muran would never reveal even a little bit of information, so he could only refuse it coldly.  Fahai's request.  "I'm sorry, but this matter is of great importance. Please tell the donor the truth!" Fa Hai had a solemn look on his face.  "In that case, please open the exit, Master, and let me leave!" Li Muran's tone seemed extremely firm. At this point, there was absolutely no room for negotiation.  "In that case, it's okay not to mention this." Fahai sighed, his expression looked a little desolate, and there was some struggle on his face.  Li Muran quietly observed Fahai's reaction to see what kind of decision the old monk would make next.  As if he had made up his mind, Fahai took out a golden alms bowl from his arms with a solemn expression, handed it to Li Muran, and said: "Since the donor knows Buddhist techniques, he can barely be regarded as a disciple of Buddhism, so he will  This golden bowl is passed down to you, so it is not an insult to it. " "You are" Li Muran was shocked. Fahai's golden bowl was said to be very popular in the legend of White Snake, even for Bai Suzhen.  Even a great demon who has practiced cultivation for thousands of years cannot escape the fate of being sucked into this golden bowl.  If the White Snake is really as powerful as the legend says, then the power of this golden bowl is even more unfathomable.  "This is a magical instrument given by Guanyin Bodhisattva. After thousands of years of nourishment, some spiritual consciousness has been produced. Now that I have passed away, I can only give the golden bowl to you. I hope you can cherish it."  Hai's expression was a little sad and helpless.  Li Muran waved his hand and said: "No reward for no merit, Master Fahai, this golden bowl is too valuable, I can't accept it." "Haha, I didn't give it to you in vain, I am willing to use this golden bowl.  In exchange for a promise from the donor." Fa Hai stared at Li Muran intently, as if he wanted to see into Li Muran's heart.  "This way I won't dare to accept it. I'm very afraid of trouble. Although this golden bowl is really tempting, I really can't bear it." Li Muran gave a bitter smile. He has always been  He longs to have a magical weapon in his hand, and the more powerful the better. The golden bowl in Fahai's hand is a very sharp magic weapon in legend. It would be a lie to say that he is not tempted.  However, there is no free lunch in this world. The greater the power of the golden bowl, the heavier the promise Fa Hai will make next. Li Muran does not want to get himself into such unnecessary trouble. It may be a  shackles.  Fahai shook his head gently and said: "I don't know the public's evaluation of poor monks, but the origin of this Leifeng Pagoda must be very clear to the donor." Seeing that Fahai did not continue the topic of the golden bowl,  Li Muran nodded and said: "Actually, the people are quite critical of your behavior and think that you have really done something wrong." "Haha, when the donor said this, I already knew it, but  There are some things that those ignorant people may not really understand. Even now, I still insist that I did nothing wrong! "After Fahai said this, Li Muran was surprised again. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated the old monk in front of him. At this moment, Li Muran felt that Fahai might not be as hateful as the legend said, because  Li Muran could not feel any evil thoughts from his body.  This also shows that when dealing with Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian, Fahai did not have any personal feelings, which is completely different from the legend.  Li Muran gently lowered his head and bowed his head to Fahai. No matter what, Fahai at this time was worthy of letting him do this.  "Perhaps Master can tell me what exactly I need to do." Li Muran's tone became a little loose.  "Wait a minute." Fahai waved his right hand forward, and a yellow light flashed from his hand, disappeared into the air, and became invisible.  "Why? Why? It's been twelve hundred years, Fahai, why haven't you brought Xu Xian here yet!" A voice suddenly sounded in Li Muran's ears, full of sentimentality, to the point where the questioner shed tears.  .  Li Muran only felt his mind trembled, and asked: "Is this?" In fact, Li Muran had already thought of the identity of this woman. This was obviously the legendary White Snake, and from this sentence, Li Muran  We came to the conclusion that the White Snake was suppressed under the Leifeng Pagoda not for twenty years, but for one thousand two hundred years. The reason for this is somewhat intriguing.  "I believe you have heard it. This is the white snake demon. Today is the day that she and Xu Xian were supposed to meet, so she seems very excited every day." Fa Hai looked very regretful, as if  There are some untold stories in there.  "I'd like to hear the details!" Li Muran's interest has been aroused. The legend of the White Snake told by the real people involved must be much more real than what has been passed down by the people.
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