The four hundred and 19th chapter pick up the head Tuo (2)
Lu Qian removed the Dream Bubble Bead and revealed his true identity.
The old monk has already said everything, so there is no point in hiding his figure anymore.
After shaking his burly body and stretching his muscles and bones, which had been squeezed a little sorely by the constant movement in the void, Lu Qian made a series of loud joint sounds. He took out a new monk's robe and put it on.
I was too lazy to talk to the old monk and continued to look at the environment here.
The old monk didn't say anything, just looked at Lu Qian with a smile.
The black lotuses in this pool can be said to be the top Buddhist heritage treasure, and its value cannot be estimated... At least wherever Lu Qian glanced, he saw several clusters of black lotuses, and among the words gushing out, there were words
Written records of magical powers such as 'Reincarnation Tribulation Finger' and 'Tianlong Yin'.
Fortunately, there are only three chapters on life, death, and reincarnation in the chapter on the calamity of reincarnation, and it lacks the two most deadly chapters, the eighteen hells and the endless purgatory.
And the magical power of Tianlong Yin is not complete, and it lacks the most important essence of Tianlong Yin's "continuous and endless sound that spreads thousands of miles".
This fragment of Tianlong Yin is generally as powerful as the Buddhist lion's roar. It has become a sonic magical power with extremely explosive power. However, it only kills instantly and loses the "long, mellow, and repeated washing" of Tianlong Yin.
The power of purification...
However, even so, the value of this pond of spiritual liquid, the spiritual objects in the pond, and the scriptures and magical powers in the black lotus can no longer be measured.
Next to this pond with a radius of thousands of miles, there are towering peaks.
On these mountain peaks, caves of various sizes have been dug, in which there are countless images of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajras, strong men, Arhats, kings of heaven, and even flying gods, yakshas, rakshasas, and celestial dragons.
Each of these sculptures is lifelike, the big ones are more than ten miles high, and the small ones are as tiny as sesame seeds.
But no matter how big or small, these statues all release a faint light of Buddha at all times, with different colors and endless changes, as if the rainbow in the sky has been rubbed and stuffed into these statues, which makes people dazzled.
On these statues, every carving mark has its own Taoist charm, filled with various inexplicable Buddhist charms.
Either mighty and majestic, or sacred and supreme, or pure and cool, or peaceful and free...
And around those mountain peaks, there are Buddhist halls and Zen courtyards scattered around. They are surrounded by green pines and cypresses, and even bodhi trees, dragon blood trees, etc. There are Buddhist pagodas and wind chimes standing next to the Zen temples.
Hanging under the eaves, the breeze blows, and there is a crisp sound everywhere, giving people a sense of washing the internal organs and cooling the whole body.
Look at some of the mountain peaks in the distance.
There are also countless exotic flowers and plants on its peaks. Because the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this cave is particularly rich, and the charm of heaven and earth is particularly vivid. In these peaks, as far as the eye can see, there are extremely rare elixirs and herbs.
From time to time, you can see the transformed Zhi Man and Zhi Horse wandering in the mountains and forests. The transformed Polygonum multiflorum turned into a little old man, fishing by the stream like a human fisherman, but accidentally got hooked.
The eel staggered greatly and almost fell into the stream and drowned.
What a wonderful paradise.
That is, the crowds are a bit sparse.
As far as Lu Qian could see, in a radius of more than a thousand miles, apart from him and the old monk, there were seven or eight sparse old monks in the monastery under several nearby peaks.
None of these old monks are doing serious things.
There was a corpse lying on the bed.
One of them was dozing off against the wall.
One of them was carrying a wooden mallet and smashing a large vat of grapes with a bang, apparently preparing to make wine.
There is another one that is even better. I stole a big yellow dog from somewhere and was peeling it off with a smile on my face... There was a bonfire next to it, and there were more than a dozen dishes and dishes, and all kinds of condiments such as chili noodles were readily available.
There are several others, and the things they are doing are even more bizarre.
For example, an old monk was carrying a ruler and was facing an ordinary grass carp in the water tank, teaching him how to transform into a five-clawed golden dragon... If the big grass carp moved a little, a ruler would hit its head.
superior.
Poor, poor, Lu Qian thought, this master must have found a reasonable excuse to beat this poor grass carp to death and throw it into the oil pan to cook, so he would do such a difficult thing.
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"How about here?"
The old monk floating in front of him asked Lu Qian with a smile.
"Wonderful, a supremely blessed land." Lu Qian did not take things lightly and praised this good land outright.
Tsk tsk, monks don’t lie, this cave is indeed good, extremely good.
"It's just that there are fewer people around." Lu Qian continued to speak the truth.
"There is no way around it. Not everyone can know the existence of Mahakala, and not everyone can just come here and be qualified to join Mahakala."
The old monk smiled and said: "Not to mention, most of the members of Mahakala are walking outside."
Lu Qian said "Oh": "That's it."
He looked at the old monk: "So, if the young monk comes here, he is qualified to join Mahakala?"
The old monk smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Lu Qian immediately climbed up the pole: "May I ask the master's name?"
The old monk squinted his eyes, and his black and white eyes once again turned into pure black... It was deeper and more subtle than the most extreme black that Lu Qian had ever seen or imagined.
Deep down, I feel an inexplicable... attraction!
The old monk's eyes seemed to be telling Lu Qian subtly at all times, 'all things will eventually perish, and I will be the end of your silence'.
If the mind is a little weaker and the self-control is a little less, ordinary cultivators may not turn to him like moths to a flame when they see this pair of eyes of the old monk, and then... worship him with all his life.
All your soul, all your everything, believe in him, worship him, and eventually turn everything you have into flames, burn them out and merge with him!
Lu Qian shivered with excitement.
"My Buddha... is compassionate!" Lu Qian chanted the Buddha's name, and a Vajra Dharma image rose up above his head. A magnificent, majestic, blazing, and fierce brilliant Buddha power washed over his whole body, extinguishing that weird feeling of being willing to sacrifice himself. Peel off little by little and wash.
"Old monk Jie Yin." The old monk smiled with satisfaction: "The brothers and sisters in Mahakala call me Old Monk Jie Yin Toutuo."
Making a follow-me gesture towards Lu Qian, the old monk clasped his hands behind his back, turned around and took small steps, slowly walking towards the hill in the distance where a giant Buddha statue with a height of more than ten miles was located.
The hill is about twenty miles high. Above the grotto of the giant Buddha statue, there are hundreds of grottoes of various sizes. Inside are various statues of various sizes, ranging from two or three miles to three to five feet in height.
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And on the top of the mountain, there is a small thatched cottage.
It is said to be a thatched cottage, but it is actually just dozens of green bamboo poles propped on the ground, with a layer of bamboo strips braided on top of the poles, and some thatch and the like spread on top.
It's just a ceiling cover, with no walls at all.
The ground was also covered with a thin layer of thatch, and a few thatched futons were randomly thrown on the ground.
Next to the futon, there is a bamboo table with the Four Treasures of the Study and some Buddhist scriptures and other objects stacked on it.
The most eye-catching thing is that next to the four treasures of the study, there is a wooden fish, a jade chime, a small tripod, and a small clock. At first glance, these four treasures have a dim luster and are densely covered with mottled traces of time.
However, when I looked carefully with my Dharma Eye, I discovered that these four treasures all contained divine light, and all the mottled traces on the surface were full of Taoist rhymes and patterns that were so dense that they condensed into essence. Every trace contained a suffocating power. Terrible pressure.
Seeing Jieyin Toutuo leading him step by step towards the thatched cottage, Lu Qian couldn't help but grin.
The aura of these four powerful treasures is even a bit stronger than that of the current Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain. They are clearly powerful spiritual treasures from the other side of the world, containing great power.
The old monk was walking outside, but he didn't carry such a valuable treasure with him.
Is it because he is too confident in his own cultivation...or is he carrying a more powerful treasure, are these four treasures just sitting here idle?
Jieyin Toutuo didn't look back, but he seemed to have seen Lu Qian's grin.
He smiled and said: "Those four treasures, do you like them?"
Lu Qian said straightforwardly: "Yes, I like it very much."
Jieyin Toutuo smiled and said without looking back: "If you like it, I'll give it to you... Well, pick one for yourself!"
Lu Qian raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Really?"
Jieyin Toutuo smiled and nodded: "It's true."
Lu Qian continued to ask: "Will you not return?"
Jie Yin Toutuo kept nodding his head: "Monks don't lie about things outside of themselves..."
Lu Qian laughed, and immediately took a step forward to reach the thatched cottage on the top of the hill. He looked at the four treasures on the table and grabbed the one. The color was like bronze, with countless mottled marks on the surface.
A small tripod with four legs.
This small tripod has a strange shape, with four legs, no ears, and its whole body is densely covered with Taotie patterns.
All three sides of this small cauldron are the same, except for one side in the middle, where an inexplicable and heart-stopping big mouth is embossed in the continuous Taotie pattern.
There are no other facial features, just a big mouth.
The big mouth made a smile, but in the gap between the lips, a line of blood loomed, giving people an inexplicable bottomless feeling.
Because of the blood, the big smile was filled with a certain evil feeling.
Inexplicably, Lu Qian fell in love with this small tripod.
The other three treasures have pure and peaceful breaths, which are the ways of Buddhist treasures.
Only this small cauldron has evil spirits rising throughout its body, and it is a path of killing... But Lu Qian now has more than enough defense, and his offensive power is slightly lacking in comparison.
Especially the Little Vajra Sumeru Mountain also focuses more on defense.
He needs an attack treasure.
Although I don't understand the beauty of this small cauldron, such a fierce aura is exactly what Lu Qian needs.
"Have you fallen in love with him? That's your destiny." The old monk appeared silently behind Lu Qian: "This cauldron is called 'Blood Taotie'. It is a fierce thing that swallows everything and turns into gluttonous blood."
Light swallows nothing, corrodes nothing, is extremely ferocious, and extremely powerful in killing."
Lu Qian gently grabbed the bloody glutton and said with a smile: "It's him, I won't change..."
An extremely ferocious roar came from the depths of the small cauldron, as if an unparalleled beast was awakening.
