The first thousand six hundred and forty-six chapters remain in the heart of the Buddha
"The person who sealed the seal did not want to leave time for the spirits of Sanxuan Hall to move freely. Sanxuan Hall is actually a demon locking array, but one part of the demon locking array is damaged. Every night at 12 o'clock, the Yin Qi
When the soul energy was at its heaviest, the spirit of Sanxuan Hall relied on his own ability and the ability to control the soul energy to prop up the damaged part of the demon locking array. Only then could he have a ray of residual soul from the demon locking array.
Get out." The old monk replied.
Hearing the old monk's words, a look of doubt appeared on Zhang Fan's face, "This Sanxuan Palace spirit is a spirit. How can he have the ability to control soul energy?"
Under normal circumstances, only ghosts can control soul energy.
"I don't know about this either. I once tentatively asked the spirit of Furong Pavilion, but he didn't tell me." The old monk replied.
"However, the time he can stay outside is limited. I have observed several times that he only stays outside for an hour. After an hour, the residual soul he spilled will return to the seal. I also
I don't know why he didn't stay outside longer.
Even if his remnant soul is separated from his soul body, as long as the remnant soul is not harmed, his soul body will not be affected, and its Taoism will not be damaged. I really don’t understand why he is doing it every day
To get in and out.
Since you want to stay outside, wouldn't it save you trouble every day if you stay outside all the time?" the old monk said in confusion.
Zhang Fan glanced at the old monk. The old monk was right. Since he wanted to stay outside, he should keep it outside. There was no need for the remnant soul to come in and out.
In addition, when you are trying to kill and inquire about people like Dafeng Temple, you don’t have to deliberately make an appointment. Wouldn’t it be more convenient to let these people go over at any time?
However, the spirits of Sanxuan Palace have not done this now. There should be a reason for Sanxuan Palace not to do this, but they just don't know it.
"By the way, do you know about the Demonic God Tree?" Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"Demon tree?" The old monk raised his eyebrows, "Is there a demon tree in the Gale Temple?"
Judging from the old monk's reaction, the old monk didn't know about the demon tree.
It was Yun Shu who accidentally saved the child. Then Yun Shu kept the wooden fish in the place where she practiced Buddhism and never showed it to anyone. The old monk had never entered the place where Master Yun Shu practiced Buddhism, so I don’t know.
The existence of the demon god tree is also normal.
"If there is really anything, we must not fall into the hands of these two crazy monsters." The old monk followed up with a serious face.
"Don't worry, this thing is not in their hands." Zhang Fan said.
"That's good...that's good..." The old monk murmured to himself twice.
"By the way, Master, you just said that Furong Pavilion came to you as soon as possible to ask you for help. What did he ask you to do?" Zhang Fan asked.
"He asked me to give him a copy of the medical skills that your father left for me. The place where his body and soul are combined was very seriously injured. He wanted to use the copy of the medical skills that your father left behind to cure his injuries.
." The old monk replied.
Hearing the old monk's words, Zhang Fan nodded slightly. The medicinal soup Dawa had cooked for the Furong Pavilion monsters was to treat them.
Medicine for injuries at the union of body and soul.
"After I was crippled and my meridians were sealed, I directly destroyed the copy of the medical skills your father left for me. I was just afraid that these things would be obtained by bad people. After all, as an ordinary person, I no longer have
I can no longer protect it." The old monk replied.
From a certain perspective, the old monk's approach is very correct.
"However, I did not tell him the truth. If I told him the truth, the copy of the medical skill was destroyed by me, then I would be of no use, and he would probably kill me." The old monk continued.
"You can't tell him the truth. It's right to hang him up like this." Zhang Fan replied that the old monk's approach was a correct means of self-protection.
"Although you are not familiar with Yun Shu, you should know Yun Shu's strength, right?" Zhang Fan asked.
"You know, in just 8 years, he has grown from an ordinary person to a strong man in the fifth level of the second realm. This talent is extraordinary." The old monk said with some regret, "I have grown from
It took me 30 years for an ordinary person to grow to such strength."
Hearing what the old monk said, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that you don't know that Yun Shu has been inherited in Sanxuan Hall."
"Yun Shu got the inheritance in Sanxuan Hall?" A look of surprise appeared on the old monk's face, and then he said, "Then there should be other people besides the spirit in Sanxuan Hall.
?”
"That should be the case, otherwise, where would her inheritance come from?" Zhang Fan continued.
"I didn't expect that after living in this Dafeng Temple for so many years, I didn't find anyone else in the Sanxuan Hall." The old monk sighed slightly.
Then, the old monk raised his head, looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "What are your plans next?"
"Yun Shu and I have already made an agreement. She will help me trick the spirits of Furong Pavilion and help me find out as much as possible about the Dafeng Temple and my parents," Zhang Fan said.
The old monk glanced at Zhang Fan, thought briefly for a while, and nodded slightly, "This is indeed a good idea."
"Master, as a junior, I would like to invite you out for a meal." Zhang Fan looked at the old monk and said. This old monk and his parents are close friends of life and death. As a junior, I should express my gratitude.
"You shouldn't be allowed to invite me. I, as an elder, should entertain you well. Don't call me master. Your father is not as old as me, but we are of the same generation. You might as well call me uncle." The old monk said cheerfully.
He laughed and said.
The old monk looked at Zhang Fan with eyes full of sincere feelings.
When Zhang Fan was young, the old monk was often with Zhang Fan, and he had no children.
Zhang Fan is the child of his best friend, so he and Zhang Fan have a natural feeling of closeness.
"Okay, then I will call you uncle from now on. Let's go." Zhang Fan said with a smile.
The old monk got off the kang directly. Although the old monk looked very old, he walked without hesitation, his legs and feet were very nimble, and he was in very good condition.
"Uncle, you have become a monk, do we have to go to a vegetarian restaurant?" Zhang Fan asked.
I saw the old monk waving his hands indifferently, "The wine and meat passed through the intestines, but the Buddha stayed in his heart!"