Chapter 363: Climbing Mount Xumi Again (4300 words)
I heard the door creak open.

A monk poked his head out from the crack in the door and looked toward the door.

Seeing the man with a high forehead, silver hair, and an unfathomable Taoist aura, with a crane following behind him, it was none other than the Taoist of Nan Ji.

Taoist Nanji leaned on a crutch with one hand and held a crane with the other, muttering, "I am a Taoist sect member, but I am running around for this Western religion. If Yuanshi Tianzun knew about this, I'm afraid he would scold me."

"Please come in, Venerable. I saw you leaving with the saint earlier, but I didn't expect you to come back. Ananda, please forgive me for my negligence."

The monk guarding the gate was Ananda.

He had previously been guarding the Golden Lotus of Merit for Taoist Mosquito, which resulted in the theft of the lotus root of the Golden Lotus of Merit, so he was punished by Dizang to guard the door.

Yang Jian transformed into the Nanji Taoist at this moment, and transformed his three-pointed double-edged sword into a crane that followed behind him. He imitated the Nanji Taoist's behavior and said, "It's okay. The saint is going to Dongsheng Shenzhou to convert someone into Buddhism in the West. He suddenly remembered that he forgot to bring some supplies, so he sent me here to get some."

The monk guarding the mountain did not suspect anything and welcomed Yang Jian to the mountain gate, and was about to take him to see Dizang.

Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "No need to lead the way. I have been to this Leiyin Ancient Temple many times and I know the way."

Ananda thought it was fine and was happy and relaxed.

Yang Jian entered the temple and walked a distance in three or two steps. Seeing that there was no one around, he changed the crane following him into the original form of a three-pointed, two-edged sword and put it into his sleeve. Then he changed into a mosquito and went towards the Merit Pond with ease.

Just as I turned around a pavilion, I saw Dizang leading a group of monks coming towards me.

Yang Jian did not dare to be careless and quickly hid in the cracks of the rubble, not daring to reveal any breath.

Then Ksitigarbha pointed out three monks and said, "The two saints are not in the mountain now. If some villains come to cause trouble, it will be difficult to deal with them. Previously, only Ananda was guarding the mountain gate, so it is inevitable that some mistakes will be made. You should go with us."

The three monks left.

Then he looked at the other monks and said, "The Merit Pond is the foundation of my religion. Come with me to guard the Merit Pond."

After saying this, he led the monks away.

Yang Jian thought to himself that something was wrong.

Dizang was too cautious by nature, and his actions really ruined his good fortune.

Yang Jian's purpose of going up Mount Xumi again was to take the Golden Lotus of Merit and refine it into the List of Gods.

The Emperor of Heaven had previously instructed that those who did good would be made gods, and those who did evil would become ghosts, and that there would be specific rewards and punishments.

It is not an easy task to judge whether something is good or evil.

However, the Golden Lotus of Merit in Western Buddhism can solve this problem. The merits of those who do good will be deepened, while the karma of those who do evil will be deepened. It is extremely simple.

This method is a one-size-fits-all approach. If those who are bound by karma are killed, then they should be good people. However, Yang Jian does not have the energy to carefully judge good and evil. It is better to have it than nothing.

Stealing the knowledge of the Golden Lotus of Merit meant that he had the support of the Emperor of Heaven, who told Yang Jian to just go ahead and do it, and that Haotian would take responsibility if anything went wrong.

Master Tongtian also attached great importance to this matter and asked Taoist Duobao to give his full support.

That's why Yang Jian took great risks to come to Mount Xumi to steal treasures.

The Golden Lotus of Merit is the source of merit.

All the merits originally distributed to all living beings by the Heavenly Dao must pass through the Golden Lotus of Merit.

It should have been distributed to all living beings, but the Golden Lotus of Merit was under the control of the Western Religion, so the merit was intercepted by the Two Saints, leaving only karma but no merit in the ancient world.

If you want to gain merit, there is only one way, and that is to join the Western religion.

This is also the confidence of the two Western saints in promoting Western religions. Merit is a thing that has only benefits and no harm. When merit is added to one's body, practice will be like having divine help. What's more, after the merit is condensed into a golden body of merit, it is equivalent to the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, which is truly infinite power.

Yang Jian couldn't bear to see that this thing was monopolized by the Western religion, so he stole the Golden Lotus of Merit and let all living beings be rewarded for their good and evil deeds.

Dizang is being very cautious now. With so many monks sent to the Merit Pond, Yang Jian can't think of a way to steal the treasure quietly.

Just when he was having a headache about this.

I heard footsteps in the corridor, and it was the monk Ananda who was guarding the mountain gate before.

Monk Ananda walked with a burning heart, muttering to himself, "Now that there are others guarding the mountain gate, I can just take a break. I have some free time now, so I can go to the main hall to smell the incense and meditate, and meet Jinniang, whom I think about day and night. Since I was assigned to guard the mountain gate, I have really neglected her a lot, and she has become the privilege of those who love to meditate!"

Yang Jian sneered in his heart. This guy practiced Buddhism, but he had many flaws. He was a playboy and obsessed with beautiful women.

An idea suddenly occurred to him. If he could use Ananda to cause trouble and divert Ksitigarbha's attention, it would be easier for him to steal the Golden Lotus of Merit.

Then he followed Ananda's footsteps and came to the main hall.

Jinniang was guarding the incense, flowers and candles in the main hall.

Actually, this job was arranged by Taoist Mosquito. Later, Taoist Mosquito's crime was exposed, but Jinniang was not implicated.

This matter was stopped by Dizang.

At this time, Jinniang was counting the number of incense, flowers and precious candles one by one. If one of these was missing, it would be a big deal.

As soon as Ananda arrived and saw Jinniang, his eyes started to stare.

I saw Jinniang in plain clothes, with a calm expression, a plump figure, a face like a lotus, and skin as white as snow.

Coupled with the plain clothes on her body, she looks like a white lotus.

"I am here to get a precious candle."

Ananda said.

When Jinniang heard the familiar voice, she looked up suddenly, her expression suddenly brightened, and she smiled like a flower: "So it's you, the little monk."

This was the first time she saw Ananda after she changed her job.

When she was the cauldron, she had already accepted her fate.

After all, being a cauldron for a Buddhist Arhat is much better than being a secret prostitute in Rakshasa City.

At least the people she interacted with were all Buddhist masters, which allowed her to have a little more Zen charm and was of great benefit to her spiritual practice.

Later, a young monk named Ananda came out and said he wanted to change her job.

At that time, Jinniang knew that the little monk had fallen in love with her.

Later, she really changed her job and became the one looking after the incense, flowers and candles in the main hall.

The absence of that carnal passion really made Jinniang feel uncomfortable, but after a while of emptiness, she got used to it.

This position is a good place that other furnaces and cauldrons can’t even ask for.

After all, furnaces and tripods are just consumables for those monks who love Zen.

But here, you can be a part of the Buddhist community of Mount Xumi.

"Tell me, how can I thank you?"

Jinniang's eyes were as clear as water.

Ananda was in a state of disbelief at the moment. All he wanted was to have the beauty before him all to himself.

Ever since he met Jinniang, he could no longer concentrate on meditation. His heart was beating wildly and his mind was wandering. He looked forward to having sex with Jinniang every day.

"Little monk~"

Ananda's mouth was dry, and when no one was around, he went forward to hug her and said, "Jinniang, I have missed you for a long time. I was very sad when I saw you being bullied by your fellow apprentices before. Now that you have got this good job, I feel relieved."

Jinniang frowned and looked around hurriedly. Seeing no one around, she was finally sure and tried to break free from Ananda's arms: "How can I be so shy in broad daylight?"

Ananda refused and continued to hold her tightly, as if he wanted to rub Jinniang into his body.

Jinniang said helplessly: "My dear brother, it's not that I'm heartless, it's just that it's really inconvenient right now. If the monks catch us doing those dirty things in this holy place, you and I will be in trouble. It's better to wait until those brothers are in meditation tonight, and then you and I will meet here quietly at midnight."

At this moment, Ananda felt as if a barrel of honey had been overturned in his heart, feeling very sweet, and said, "Tonight, tonight, I will come tonight." After saying that, Ananda jumped away.

Yang Jian, transformed into a mosquito, quietly lay on the Buddha statue in the main hall and listened. He saw the disgusting scene and had made up his mind.

About to leave.

Then I saw more than a dozen monks coming together. As soon as they arrived.

Jinniang greeted them with a smile: "So you are the eighteen Luohan brothers. Are you here to meditate and meditate?"

The leading monk said, "Ksitigarbha has arranged a tough job for us, so let's come here to meditate and relax."

The chief of these eighteen arhats is Bindurabaradharaja, also known as the Seated Deer Arhat.

As he spoke, his eyes seemed to want to cut a piece of flesh from Jinniang, and he did not hide his greed for Jinniang at all.

After Jinniang lit the precious candles and the monks entered into meditation.

The sitting deer arhat suddenly opened his eyes: "Jinniang, I miss you so much. If I can't get you what you want, I'm afraid the devil will enter my body and my Taoism will be ruined. That's why I'm taking this opportunity to meet you. I only ask you to save my life."

As he spoke, he moved forward and found the tip of Jinniang's tongue.

Jinniang was helpless. Although it was a good job for her to be in charge of guarding the incense, flowers and candles in the main hall, she came into contact with many monks, and there were always a few monks with poor cultivation who had inappropriate thoughts about her.

Jinniang was originally a monster prostitute from Rakshasa City. She went to Mount Xumi for better practice. She wished that all the monks in this temple would fall in love with her so that she could take advantage of the situation and achieve enlightenment one day. Thinking of this, she let her tongue sip and enjoy the fragrant breeze for a while.

When Zuolu Luohan wanted to take a step closer, Jinniang stopped him in time.

She said, "You evil one, this is a holy place of the sect. Doing such things here will pollute the eyes of the saints. I will go to your room to find you at 11:00 tonight."

The Deer-sitting Arhat immediately knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "I will never forget your kindness, Lady Jin."

After the Eighteen Arhats had entered into meditation for three quarters of an hour with the help of incense, flowers and precious candles, the monks took their leave.

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little admiration for Jinniang. She seemed to be like a fish in water in this Western religion.

He arranged Ananda at the hour of Zi and the Arhat sitting on the Deer at the hour of Mao, one before and one after, which is really amazing.

Yang Jian decided to revise his original plan and let the Western religion make a fool of itself in the ancient times.

The leading monk, Sitting Deer Arhat, had a private appointment with Jinniang and felt very happy. He returned to the monk's room, took out a pot of good wine from under the bed, and drank it until he was a little drunk.

He was burping and thinking about calming down first to refresh his spirit so that he would have some strength when the beauty came in the second half of the night.

He was already plagued by inner demons, and as long as he had sex with Jinniang, he would be able to meditate normally.

Suddenly, I heard the window frame make a noise.

The sitting deer arhat's forehead suddenly tightened, cold sweat broke out, and he sobered up a lot.

Looking towards the window, he saw something strange. He quickly stood up and looked outside the window, and saw a slim figure walking away.

It’s Jinniang!
He was about to give chase when he subconsciously looked at the difference on the window sill and suddenly discovered a line of small characters, which told him to go to the main hall at midnight and to carefully conceal his tracks and never reveal his true identity.

The Deer-sitting Arhat was certain in his heart that the little goblin also had feelings for him and was obviously impatient.

It's night.

Jinniang was fiddling with incense and candles when she suddenly heard a strange noise.

The sound came from behind the Buddha statue.

Behind the Buddha statue was deep darkness, and Jinniang could not see clearly, as if someone had used great magical powers to obscure the aura.

As soon as Jinniang approached, she felt a strong masculine aura that made her legs go weak and her heart burn.

Is it Ananda?
Jinniang was delighted, but she scolded him, "Didn't I tell you to come back at midnight? Why are you so impatient?"

Suddenly, a big hand stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Jinniang.

Jinniang subconsciously hugged him, but was pushed away.

Jinniang felt a little disappointed: "What's going on? You think about me day and night, why are you hiding it now?"

She was about to get closer again.

Suddenly, I heard a voice beside my ear: "Ding!"

Jinniang suddenly felt her whole body stiff and her head had difficulty turning.

She felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

Yang Jian used his immobilization technique to immobilize Jinniang, then extinguished the fire in the hall and practiced his seventy-two transformations, waiting for good things to happen.

It didn't take long.

"Squeak~"

A ray of light shone through the crack in the door of the hall, and under the light was a shiny bald head.

"Jinniang~Where are you?"

Ananda called out.

The hall was extremely dark, and even though he used his magical powers to fill his eyes, he could hardly see clearly.

"Come with me~"

In a trance, Jinniang's voice appeared, bringing with it a gust of fragrant wind that made Ananda dizzy.

He felt someone leading him to the center of the hall.

Ananda suddenly felt uneasy.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get ready."

Jinniang's voice came.

Ananda had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and wait patiently.

In a trance, a breeze blew in from the crack of the door of the hall. When the Deer-Sitting Arhat came in, he saw the beauty waiting in the hall for a long time. He immediately jumped over.

The next moment, Ananda felt a pair of hands coming towards him.

The two of them wondered in their hearts: "Could it be that Jinniang is a demon? Otherwise, how could there be such a job?"

The sitting deer arhat asked in a low voice: "Jinniang?"

Ananda heard this and realized that the person in front of him was not Jinniang. He was confused by lust and could not perceive clearly. Now he realized that the person in front of him had a strong Taoist charm. It was actually an Arhat. He responded, "Disciple Ananda."

The Deer Arhat recognized Ananda and wondered why Ananda was here!

That Jinniang is always plotting to harm me!
Poor him, he thought coming here would be a good thing.

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Merit pool.

Dizang heard from a disciple that there was an unusual movement in the main hall. The bright lights that were usually on were extinguished today. The hall was dim and nothing could be seen.

Dizang's pupils trembled: "Incense, flowers, precious candles!"

Incense, flowers, precious candles are the most precious treasures of the Western Paradise, second only to the golden lotus of merit.

I originally thought that there would be no problems as there were many monks coming and going in the main hall.

Who would have thought that the villain would actually set his sights on the fragrant flowers and precious candles.

He did not dare to be careless and quickly gathered the monks and soldiers and marched towards the main hall in a mighty manner.

(End of this chapter)