Chapter 68 More people are listening to the book

Author: Dark Eggplant

Chapter 68 More people are listening to the book

Gualong Mountain, Yunxia Valley.

Originally, according to ordinary people's journey, they would not be able to reach Gualong Mountain in two days.

But Xu Mo has money.

I bought a good horse in Lingshu County and rode hard all the way. There was no delay on the way, so I arrived early.

When we arrived at the place, we headed straight to Yunxia Valley.

Like Mr. Xuanshan, Xu Mo had a clear idea of ​​Huai Yuanhui's temperament, and he was able to defeat the sophora demon in two or three strokes.

Naturally, the one used is the Diamond Sutra.

Halfway through the lecture on Buddhism, Xu Mo saw that it was already dark and remembered the time he had agreed to talk about, so he told Huai Yuanhui.

"I need to sleep for a night, Yuanhui will help me protect the Dharma, and I will continue to talk when I come back." Xu Mo ordered.

Huaiyuanhui listened with his head raised, and naturally wanted Xu Mo to continue talking, but since he had something to do, he didn't dare to force him.

"Master Xu, you asked me for some good things before, just to go to Nafang City?"

"good."

"If there are other Buddhist scriptures, Master Xu remember to help me find some."

"Don't worry about this. Even if you can't change it, I can still tell you something else, such as the Prajna Heart Sutra and the Ksitigarbha Sutra..."

Xu Mo drew a cake for him.

When Huai Yuanhui heard this, the branches trembled with excitement, and the leaves dropped two kilograms.

At this time, Xu Mo was already leaning against the big locust tree, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

It's still the same place as the world of splash-ink painting.

This time, Xu Mo was certainly no longer as cautious as last time.

Covering his face with a cloth, Xu Mo wandered around for a while but didn't encounter anything good. Then he walked towards the teahouse. Before he even got close, he noticed that there seemed to be more people here than before.

It was crowded outside.

At this time, a little girl with braids saw Xu Mo, then showed a weird smile that made people go numb, and took Xu Mo's hand and pulled him in.

While pulling, he was still shouting something.

But Xu Mo couldn't hear what the little girl was shouting.

He can't hear it, even the weird things here can hear it.

At that moment, the characters in the painting outlined by many pen and ink turned their heads and looked over one by one, with expectation in their eyes.

Everyone was talking, all talking, but in Xu Mo's place, it was like watching a silent movie.

"You're finally here."

The one who spoke was the old woman from before.

She is here too.

Xu Mo nodded slightly as a greeting. This old woman felt that she was in danger, so it was better not to provoke her.

Xu Mo had already made up his mind to finish telling Wei Sanniang's story this time. After telling it, he pulled her down and didn't break it down next time to save them from worrying about it.

When Xu Mo walked onto the stage, he realized that the 'audience' this time was indeed larger than last time.

In addition to the weird figures in the painting, there are also many immortal cultivators with their heads and faces covered.

Xu Moxin said it was strange. What I was talking about was not some immortal technique. Why do you think you were just here to listen blindly?

It’s all free of charge, just free listening.

Where can I go to reason?

"After I talked about it this time, I was completely knocked down, no matter what I love."

Xu Mo muttered in his heart, now is the time to waste time, wake up the audience and start the lecture!

"Last time we talked about Huai Yuanhui learning Buddhism and helping Wei Sanniang. This time I will talk about what happened to Wei Sanniang."

The story is made up.

Xu Mo will tell whatever the audience likes to hear.

According to normal logic, one would naturally want to hear that Wei Sanniang has achieved success in cultivation and has improved her moral character, and then she will seek revenge on the unfaithful man.

Xu Mo also followed this logic.

Because I had already drafted it, and the story was full of ups and downs, and it was still written in a refreshing way of first suppressing and then rising, this time, the following audience was mesmerized.

Addicted!

The storytellers of the past did not have this ability.

"In the end, Wei Sanniang succeeded in her cultivation. She entered the capital and found the heartless man. Unexpectedly, the heartless man was already in a high position and powerful. As the saying goes, money can make the world go round, and the same goes for power... He actually

We have found a master to deal with Wei Sanniang."

Xu Mo uses the method of tormenting the protagonist to stimulate emotions.

I felt that the audience below had been completely involved. Most of them showed terrifying ghostly looks, murderous intent, and resentment on their faces. It was obvious that they hated the unscrupulous man to the core.

Even within this teahouse, a lot of resentment and hatred emerged.

This was something Xu Mo had not expected.

Some immortal cultivators noticed it and reacted immediately, using their own methods to collect these resentments and hatred.

Of course, the final result of the story is that 'justice' defeats 'evil'.

Wei Sanniang went through many hardships and succeeded in revenge with the help of Huai Yuanhui, who became a Buddha and became a saint, and her cultivation level greatly increased.

At this moment, the plot reaches its climax, with exciting points layered on top of each other, detonating instantly.

The audience below were all very excited. Some clapped their hands, some stamped their feet, and some clapped the table and applauded.

To be honest, Xu Mo felt that what he said was really ordinary.

The effect seems to be very good, even unexpectedly good.

"Wei Sanniang's story ends here. Thank you for your support. Thank you for your support."

Xu Mo cupped his hands, thinking that he had finished speaking.

At this moment, a masked immortal cultivator below said: "What Mr. Huai Yuanhui said about becoming a Buddha and becoming a saint is true?"

Xu Mo waved his hand: "The story is purely fictional, don't take it seriously."

"Haha, I can tell whether it is true or false." The man said this. He seemed smart, but in fact Xu Mo thought he was a fool.

In saying this, it is obvious that he does not believe that this story is fiction.

Seriously?

"The Diamond Sutra mentioned in your book is only the tip of the iceberg. Can you please explain the entire Sutra?"

The other party said this.

Xu Mo said nothing.

He doesn't really want to waste time.

"Well, there's actually nothing to talk about."

As a result, the immortal cultivator on the opposite side seemed not to give up.

The moment he shook his hand, he threw something up.

It's a string of Buddhist beads.

A nine-bead bracelet, but each bead on this bracelet seems to be a ferocious human face, and it is constantly changing. The resentment attached to it is terrifyingly abundant.

"I am willing to exchange this for Mr. Diamond Sutra."

Hearing this and seeing the Buddhist beads, Xu Mo was moved.

This Buddhist bead bracelet is obviously not an ordinary object, it should be something of considerable value, and may even be a 'magic weapon'.

"this……"

Xu Mo originally wanted to be polite and say how embarrassing it was.

Unexpectedly, the other party misunderstood me.

"Not enough? That's right. If the Diamond Sutra can help a Buddha become a Buddha and become a saint, this mere string of beads is indeed not enough, far from enough."

After the other party finished speaking, he turned to look at the person next to him.

The other party understood, first put his hands together in a salute, then took a scroll and handed it over.
To be continued...