Lin Su couldn't tell how big this space was, but it was very eerie and scary. The Yin Qi on the stone steps of Jinzhu Que Mountain was thin, while the Yin Qi in the Tibetan Pill Pavilion was slightly heavier. Unless it was a monk, most people would easily be affected by the Yin Qi and have hallucinations over time.
As time goes by, people's bodies become thinner and thinner, which is also called "absorbing Yang Qi".
However, compared with this place, the Hidden Pill Pavilion pales into insignificance. The Yin Qi is so rich that it has never been seen before. The Yin Qi gathered by the hundreds of lives on the Corpse Refiner's Lonely Mountain is only one ten thousandth.
The yin energy is dense and turns into water droplets. Within three hundred years, a spring based on yellow spring water will appear in Jinzhu Que Mountain.
After reciting the Rebirth Mantra over and over again, the turbid Yin Qi seemed to be instantly purified. Within three feet of the whole body, the Buddha's light shone everywhere.
Seeing that it has retreated, the yin energy and the maggots attached to the bones catch up.
It cannot be exhausted and the killing cannot be stopped.
Every time the yin energy is purified, the value of good and evil increases by about 200 every quarter of an hour. Lin Su is filled with joy. At this speed, he can read it all day and night without feeling tired at all.
call!
A gust of ghostly wind suddenly blew up, chilling Lin Su's entire body from the soles of his feet to his spine and to his Tianling Cap. A ghostly hand sneaked up from behind and grabbed his heart. He rolled over and counterattacked with a powerful Vajra fist.
With one heavy punch, the ghost hand disappeared.
Lin Su's hair stood on end. The four scratch marks on the back of his hand were unusually green. The blood dripping out was a strange dark green color. It was immune to all poisons. The Yi Jin Jing, which warded off all kinds of evil spirits, was suppressed. In the past, the injuries that could be easily healed in the blink of an eye could now be seen.
It's just a slightly lighter color and there are no signs of recovery.
After practicing the Arhat Boxing three times, the invincible Arhat's Dharma of Crouching Tiger did not manifest as expected. A drop of hot sweat rolled down from his eyebrows. Lin Su couldn't help but sigh. The true energy of the Yi Jin Jing was suppressed and the Dharma could not be guided. At the same time,
Losing two powerful weapons is no different than losing your left and right arms.
The ghost claw instantly attacked from behind. It seemed keen on sneaking up on people from behind. This time, Lin Su was not so lucky. When the ghost claw took action, his reaction was a step slower, leaving a shocking mark directly on his spine.
The scratches, if it were any slower, the heart would not be saved.
After several rounds, Lin Su had four or five wounds on his body, infected and bleeding with dark green blood. The key point was that he had never seen the owner of the ghost hand.
If you know yourself and the enemy, you can win every battle, but if you don't know anything, how can you win?
The ghost hand has the ability to move almost instantaneously. It attacks from different directions each time, dissipates as soon as it succeeds, and then sneaks up on it from another direction, making it difficult to guard against.
Exhaling heavily, Lin Su recited the Rebirth Mantra. This scripture is the most effective way to deal with ghosts and ghosts. All the good and evil values ​​​​are added to the Yi Jin Jing. This is the beginning of the martial arts that Shaolin has concealed for hundreds of years.
Dew majestic.
If the Buddha's light of the Rebirth Mantra is dazzling, then the light of the Yi Jin Sutra has lost its darkness. It is like a golden seed sown on the earth, and all the yin energy turns into spiritual energy and escapes.
A few seeds fell on the ghost hand, and a ray of Buddha's light penetrated the arm. The owner of the ghost hand roared like a wild beast, and immediately disappeared into the darkness. Perhaps he had suffered from the secret loss of the Rebirth Curse under the blessing of the Yi Jin Jing's true energy, and the ghost hand was gone.
Dare to take action, but never appeared.
There are no dusk drums or morning bells in this world, nor spring, summer, autumn, and winter. Lin Su didn't know how long he had been reciting the mantra for rebirth. His mouth became dry, his lips became cracked, and his voice became hoarse.
Opening his eyes again, he saw a huge Buddha sitting upright, with the Buddha's light reaching into the sky. Lin Su was sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha, without the three thousand worry threads on his head. He was wearing a cassock and holding a cat-sized eye-catching tiger in his arms. At this moment, he was
Sound sleep.
The Buddha asked: "What is a Buddha?"
Lin Su replied: "Saving all sentient beings and benefiting the people is a Buddha."
The Buddha asked: "What is a Buddha?"
Lin Su replied: "Killing evil spirits and exorcising demons and eradicating evil spirits is a Buddha."
The Buddha asked again: "What is a Buddha?"
Lin Su replied: "Living under the overpass, sitting on the ground, eating beef and drinking rice wine, using the ground as a bed and the sky as a quilt, looking at the meat of dogs in the royal family, and seeing floating corpses of hungry people, this is a Buddha."
The Buddha smiled and said: "Good!"
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When the Yi Jin Jing was completed, Lin Su caught a glimpse of the Crouching Tiger Arhat meeting the Buddha. The Buddha asked three questions and gave three completely different answers. Only the last one was praised by the Buddha. He seemed to understand something in his heart, but he seemed to understand nothing.
not understand.
"Let's break up."
With a wave of his sleeves, the yin energy dispersed like snakes and scorpions, and the space immediately became clear.
This place is just a cave, and the spiritual energy is so thin that it is negligible. There is a man in a robe with his hands behind his back, facing Lin Su, "Young monk, you are so talented. The cave's yin energy gathers into a stream, but you are able to remove it with just one hand. I admire you."
"Taoist Priest, you're welcome." Lin Su would not mistake those haggard hands. The mark of the Great Vajra Fist could still be seen carefully, but the hands purified by the Yi Jin Jing's true energy had grown again.
The Taoist smiled and said: "The young monk has entered Pindao's retreat cave. He is also a destined person. Are you willing to listen to Pindao's chatter?"
Lin Su sat down and said, "I would like to hear the details."
The Taoist turned around, his face was ferocious and scary. Although he was wearing Taoist robes, his face was sinister and terrifying, with a green face and fangs. He also sat cross-legged in front of Lin Su, and said softly: "Heyi Guan, before the great calamity comes, he lives happily in this high mountain.
There are thirty-two people on it, the master of the temple is Zhenren Taixu, seven disciples, and twenty-four disciples."
"One day, a great catastrophe came and Heyi Temple was wiped out. None of my disciples or disciples were spared. Master Taixu also fell in the great catastrophe. I saw a demonic man carrying a nine-foot-tall body on his shoulders in the cave.
After the corpses went up the mountain, he used the corpses to set up a ghost-raising formation on the mountain, intercepting the ghosts of thirty-one people and warming the corpses."
"The man looked at Pindao from afar, and Pindao's body collapsed. Only his soul was left wandering in the dark cave, but could not get out. Over time, the Yin Qi eroded, and Pindao became like this.
"
Lin Su Gujing said calmly, "Dare I ask what the identity of Chang Zai is in Heyi Guan?"
The Taoist said: "The poor Taoist view of unity is too empty."
"Where is the great calamity?"
"here."
It turns out that the so-called catastrophe is a tragedy caused by Master Taixu. Master Taixu was famous in Longbang a hundred years ago. Although he practiced Taoism, he was not a pure and inactive Taoist. His false reputation blinded his eyes, and he went further and further on the wrong path.
One day, Master Taixu got a book of exercises, which was a profound exercise that contained Taoist philosophy. Overjoyed, he secretly practiced it. Unlike ordinary Taoist exercises, which are difficult to enter and even harder to improve, this exercise is difficult to enter.
Very fast, almost a thousand miles in a day.
After three years of seclusion, his skill reached a terrifying three hundred years. Even though he was not as strong as him at the top of the Dragon Ranking at that time, before he could exert his remaining energy, he lost his mind and killed his disciples and grandsons on the mountain with his own hands.
Then, the demon went up the mountain, collapsed his body, and imprisoned his soul in the cave. The demon reversed the spiritual veins in the mountain and introduced the Yin energy into the cave.
"I can never forget the look in that man's eyes. He was vicissitudes of life, unruly, and ruthless. He might be a devil crawling out of hell."
Chapter completed!