Chapter 13: Knowing the Demon Ship with a wise eye

Jinshan Temple is originally an isolated island in the middle of the river, surrounded by water. There is a small fishing village in the south of the island. People here rely on fishing for a living.

Fahai cleaned up all Jinshan Temple from outside, came to the merit pagoda of the back mountain, and sincerely bowed to the urn of Master Lingyou's urn three times.

"Master, disciple, you are going down the mountain today. The disciple will definitely follow the will of the master and study Buddhism carefully. The divine power is as powerful as the sea, subdue the demons of the original heart, and save the people..." After Fahai said that, he put on the snow-white, Yunlong cassock, held a Vajra Zen Staff that was taller than him and was one head taller, held a golden bowl, and walked out of Jinshan Temple step by step.

Just as Fahai walked out of Jinshan Temple, a light curtain appeared in the sky, covering Jinshan Temple. Obviously, Fahai opened the mountain protection formation of Jinshan Temple.

Fahai put away the golden light on his body and walked step by step on the stairs of the mountain road.

When we arrived at the fishing village, everyone greeted him warmly. When they knew that Fahai wanted to find a boat to leave, everyone was a little embarrassed.

During this period, the waters of the Yangtze River were very uneasy, which also caused the fishermen on the island to drive the boat out early and would not come back every day until dark.

After knowing these things, Fahai shook his head and walked towards the ferry crossing in the middle of the river step by step.

In fact, if Fahai really wants to cross the river, it doesn’t have to be a fishing boat. He just wants to make a good relationship with these fishermen.

Maybe this is the truth of nature, and everything has its own destiny. The fate of these people has long been destined?

When Fahai came to the ferry crossing in the middle of the river, it was late autumn and it was morning again, and the weather was a little cold, and white mist floated on the river, covering the entire river surface, unable to see the direction clearly.

At this time, in the fog in the distance, a black-sailed boat slowly rowed over!

Fahai's nose moved slightly. Now that he is in the Vajra realm, he has activated the six magical powers of Buddhism.

"There is demonic energy!" Fahai smelled a faint demonic energy on the surface of the river.

Obviously, this black-sailed ship was not controlled by humans.

"The wonderful Lotus Way, the Great Radical Vajra, the wisdom eyes are opened!" Fahai's right hand made seals with two fingers, placed between his eyes, and said "open", and his eyes were glowing with golden light.

At this time, where was the black-sailed boat in Fahai's eyes?

I saw an extremely huge turtle swinging its limbs hard and slashing towards it in its own direction.

"Little Master, do you need to cross the river?" The old boatman driving a black-sailed boat stood on the deck and asked from a distance.

Fahai smiled slightly. He wanted to see what the old turtle wanted to do?

At this time, in Fahai's eyes, the black-sailed boat was an extremely huge turtle, but the turtle's shell was engraved with the names of many people.

Fahai can clearly see that each of these names has a trace of causal power entangled in it.

This time, Fahai seemed to understand what the old turtle was trying to do?

This old turtle uses the causal power in the names on the turtle's back to extract the breath of life in such a name through the path of cause and effect, which is what we call the origin of life.

After a while, the black-sailed boat had already docked at the ferry in the middle of the river. I saw an old man with crane hair standing on the black-sailed boat, hunched over, and he should be around 60 years old.

"Boatman, the little monk wants to cross the river, but the little monk has just gone down the mountain and has no ordinary things on his body. I wonder if it is convenient for the boatman?" Fahai showed off his Oscar-winning acting skills.

Now Fahai wants to see what kind of backup this old turtle has.

"Little Master, what are you talking about? Old man, I was ferrying in the river. I was originally going to pick me up and send me away. The little master is a monk. Of course, the old man is willing to open a door of convenience for the little master!" The old turtle said with a smile.

"Then I'll trouble the old donor, Amitabha!" After Fahai said that, he stepped on the deck.

The current Fahai is not the kind of Fahai in the original work. It kills the demon when it sees a demon and eventually falls into the devil's obstacle.

After all, after education in later generations, Fahai knew that sometimes the sinister hearts of people were even more terrifying than those demons.

Demons also divide good and evil. If you kill them at will, you will probably have karma!

"Old donor, I wonder if the old donor is rowing on the river, how much is carrying it!" Fahai stared at the old turtle with his eyes. Although the old turtle had a faint blood, Fahai did not see the wronged soul entangled in the old turtle. I think this old turtle had not swallowed the soul, or had never killed anyone.

"My little master, the old man has been ferrying on this river for 40 years. When he meets Buddhist monks, the old man will not charge any money, because the old man knows that you monks don't have those money and vulgar things on you. The old man just treats it as a good thing and will have some blessings in the future!" The old turtle said to Fahai on his back while slashing his limbs.

At this time, the black-sailed boat in Fahai's eyes was still the same black-sailed boat. Fahai was standing on the old dirty turtle's back armor, with names engraved on the back armor.

Fahai restrained the breath of his body, and at this time he gave him something like an ordinary monk who could not be more ordinary, and he could not tell that he had the cultivation level at all!

But even so, the old turtle who turned into a boatman still felt uneasy, but he couldn't tell what was wrong!

The old turtle thought about it, then shook his head and continued to row his own boat. Now he didn't care at all. Since he got on his own boat and couldn't pay the ship's capital, he had to leave some other things behind!

Thinking of this, the old turtle slashed his limbs even more cheerful.

On the surface of the river, there is a sparkling wave and in the white mist, the visibility is probably not even 50 meters.

The old turtle turned into a black-shoulder, sailing on the surface of the river.

This old turtle has never experienced the authentic education of the old driver in the imperial capital, and has no ability to talk about Dashan!

In this way, the boat was quiet, and the old turtle that turned into a boatman was rowing on the bow of the boat. Fahai sat on the back of the turtle and began to chant the sutra of rebirth!

But I don’t know who I chanted this sutra of rebirth.

The old turtle couldn't understand at all. He thought that this little monk was just doing his daily morning class!

After reciting the sutra of rebirth, Fahai took out a note from his cassock.

This note was taken out by his master Amitabha, who asked the Golden-winged Roc to be eagled from the current Daliang Palace Sutra Pavilion.

This note records what happened in this world within a thousand years.

PS: I was so moved that I wanted to cry. The book I sent by No. 2 finally collected it today. This is a good start, and I will work hard.
Chapter completed!