Fahai rode a golden light and walked around the Jinshan Temple at night. Although he felt the overwhelming evil spirit coming from all over the place, he wandered several times but still could not find any trace of the evil spirit.
As the rain stopped, the evil spirit dissipated lightly, leaving no trace behind.
Standing in the air, Fahai's eyes sparkled:
"If my senses are correct, this is a demon from the earthly fairyland. But the strange thing is that although the demon's energy is pure and its momentum is majestic, it always feels like something is missing."
"What's missing?"
Fahai thought silently, and after a moment, a divine light passed through his eyes:
"Yes, there is a lack of richness and a kind of atmosphere. It seems that there is a lack of confidence and it is just a superficial appearance. Could it be a seriously injured monster? It can injure a monster from the fairyland. Who could be there?
Take action?"
"If I can find this demon in the Earthly Immortal Realm, kill it, and use his essence and blood to refine it into a pill, and if I take it, I can increase my Taoism by hundreds of years, even better than a Nine-Transformation Good Fortune Pill.
."
Thinking of the benefits, the thoughts in Fa Hai's heart became active. He sat cross-legged in the void and silently recited the mantra. Wisps of flying golden light emitted from his body. Each ray of golden light turned into a miniature Fa Hai, moving in all directions.
Run.
If a monk passes by here and sees all this, it will definitely cause a sensation. This is a secret technique inherited from ancient times:
"The secret technique of escaping the tribulation of the soul!"
Such a secret technique is so powerful that it can turn one's soul into countless souls. Each time one experiences a calamity, many souls can be differentiated. These souls can be combined into one, or they can exist independently.
Protected by golden light, the soul left the body and searched everywhere, but still couldn't find anything useful. When it reached the sky above Qiaojia Village, it sensed the evil energy in the air shooting in all directions, and Fahai's color changed slightly:
"Hey, can this monster also use the ancient secret technique Yuan Shen to transcend tribulation? Such a monster is definitely not an ordinary wild mountain or wild land?"
Following the breath, he searched again and found that he could not find the hiding place of the demon. Fahai took back his soul and returned to Jinshan Temple with golden light.
Returning to Jinshan Temple, Fahai sighed repeatedly:
"It's a pity that I missed this opportunity to slay demons. That's equivalent to a nine-turn fortune pill that can take away fortunes."
"Nine Transformations of Creation Pill, my Nine Transformations of Creation Pill, I wasted eighteen years of hard work, searching for rare medicines, controlling the depth of the fire, but in the end I ended up making wedding clothes for others."
Thinking of the girl who took away his Nine Transformations Pill, a thin layer of anger appeared on Fahai's compassionate face:
"Don't let me meet you, otherwise I will definitely take you in, restore your thousand-year Taoism to its original form, and use your energy to re-train my Nine Transformations Pill."
Thinking of the culprit who stole the Nine-Revolution Pill, and the lame Taoist priest who took advantage of him, Fahai subconsciously touched the string of black rosary beads hanging around his neck:
"And my string of rosary beads can turn into heavenly soldiers and generals. It is a supreme treasure, but it was taken away by that shameless old Taoist priest. Shameless, shameless, how can a person be so shameless? I
Bah, tell me, Tao follows nature and follows your true nature. I think shamelessness is your true nature."
Everything disturbed my mind, but I felt my vitality surging, and Fahai was startled:
"No, these things have disturbed my Buddha's heart. If the Buddha's heart is moved, if these things cannot be resolved, how can I calm the Buddha's heart and fly to heaven?"
Operating the supreme Buddhist Dharma, he forcibly suppressed the surging vitality and calmed his Buddha's heart, but he knew that his Buddha's heart was no longer round and flawless.
Standing up, walking to the window, looking at the silver moon in the sky, Fa Hai silently recited the Buddha's name:
"You must let me meet you, you must let me meet you. Only by meeting you can I get rid of the knots in my heart and get rid of the demons in my heart. Only by meeting you can I have the opportunity to ascend to the sky. I never thought that you would be the calamity in my heart.
The last human disaster before ascension?"
"Perhaps it is more appropriate to call it a demon tribulation."
After calming down, Fa Hai sat back on the cloud bed and meditated silently, practicing the secret method of Prajna. Silence produced wisdom, all night until dawn.
After morning classes and breakfast, Fa Hai returned to the meditation room and continued his practice. He had been doing this for more than five years. He was lonely and alone on the way to practice.
Only after enduring the loneliness did I achieve what I have achieved today.
As always, Fa Hai meditated and meditated. Suddenly he opened his eyes, and then the door of the meditation room was opened:
"Huizhen, if you don't do your homework well and understand the true state of my Buddha, what are you doing here?"
Huizhen, a novice, performs eleven rituals:
"Abbott, there are people from Qiaojia Village outside. They are asking to see the abbot outside the temple. They say that Qiaojia Village has encountered a huge disaster and the abbot must help."
"Qiaojia Village?"
Thinking of the last night when I used the secret technique of Yuan Shen to transcend tribulation to search for the traces of the demon, and when I arrived at the sky above Qiaojia Village, the demon lurked, I felt something in my heart:
"Is it possible that the monster is hiding in Qiaojia Village?"
"If it is really hidden in Qiaojia Village, it will be a happy event for me. The Nine Revolutions Creation Pill that was about to fly away has come back again. This is God helping me to become enlightened."
His thoughts turned around, and he calmly shouted the Buddha's name on his face:
"Monks are compassionate and make it easier for others and themselves. Huizhen, go and bring the people from Qiaojia Village over. I'll ask you what's going on?"
"Yes, Abbot."
The young novice monk Huizhen bowed and exited. After a while, he led two young people from Qiaojia Village and slowly came from outside.
"Qiao Feng, Qiao Wangsan has met the master."
Seeing the compassionate and kind-hearted old monk sitting on the cloud bed, the two of them very smartly and obediently bowed deeply:
"Master, we are from Qiaojia Village in West Lake. The people in the village have admired the master for a long time. We have given some money to add some incense to Jinshan Temple. I hope the master will not dislike it."
Fahai looked at Qiao Feng with a smile on his face. Qiao, Wang and the others took out a money bag and said to Huizhen:
"Huizhen, take it and write down the names of the people in Qiaojia Village on the merit book. Buddha will bless them."
Taking the money bag, Huizhen bowed slightly:
"Yes, Master Abbot."
Immediately, he took the money bag and backed out.
"You two came to Jinshan Temple for other things besides paying respect to my Buddha."
Fahai said with a smile:
"My Buddha is merciful and opens the door of convenience to help those who are destined to be saved. If you have any questions, just tell me."
Qiao Feng and Qiao Wang looked at each other and knew that the matter was urgent and did not dare to delay, so they told the whole story.
Fahai frowned slightly after hearing this:
"The God of Water is the righteous god of heaven. He was entrusted by the Emperor of Heaven to manage a water area and benefit all people. His merits are immeasurable and he enjoys the incense of thousands of families. Besides, he only wants to find a few boys and girls to serve him. It is not a big mistake. If it is an old monk
It is unreasonable to take action to surrender."
"It's just that he said that if boys and girls are not given, a flood will flood a village, but that's a bit extreme. Anyway, the old monk has nothing to do, so he went to make peace and save you from this disaster.
."
The two were overjoyed when they heard this:
"Thank you, Master Abbot."
Fahai made arrangements in the temple and followed the two of them towards Qiaojia Village.
When they arrived, the two of them walked quickly for more than an hour. Seeing that it was already noon, they were hungry. At this time, they rushed back, but they felt that they were not energetic enough, so they stopped at the roadside and bought some food.
Yes, prepare to eat and walk on the road.
While shopping, Qiao Wangsan looked at the car parked nearby and patted his forehead:
"We are such bastards, how can we let the master walk away? Hurry up and get a car, it will be faster."
"Really, the sharpening of the knife will not waste the time of chopping firewood. We all lost our normal minds because of the emergency. I hope you will forgive me."
Fahai smiled faintly:
"As a monk, I don't care about these things. As long as it's convenient, I can do whatever I want."
"This is Master's compassion and magnanimity. We must not be ignorant of the ways of the world. Please wait for a moment while I call for a car."
They found a carriage and horses, and the three of them got on the carriage and rushed towards Qiaojia Village.
Cars rattled, horses roared, and they started running, much faster than their feet. Soon Qiaojiacun was in sight.
…
After a long conversation with Xu Jiaorong last night, my heart was full of pain, and I lost control of my emotions. I couldn't help but cry loudly in Mrs. Zhang's arms. I was so tired that I slowly fell asleep.
After sleeping until dawn, Zhang Yutang regained his energy, washed himself, walked out of the room, and practiced swordsmanship in the open space. With a flash of light in his hand, the Star Chasing Sword shot out like a streak of clouds and condensed into a sword shape.
In the past five years, Zhang Yutang has made great progress in his cultivation. Even Li Yong could not see how deep his master's moral conduct was. He only felt that it was unfathomable.
The sword energy dances without any abnormality, it is smooth and natural, like the gentle breeze blowing, like the ripples of the pond water, the man and the sword are in harmony, and the sword technique is natural.
There is no sword energy, no murderous intention. When dancing, the posture is graceful and full of vitality. It doesn't look like a sword technique at all, but more like a sword dance.
The sword dance contains the turbulence of water and the thickness of mountains. Sometimes it is like a trickle, sometimes it is like a waterfall falling straight down, sometimes it is like the majestic Cangshan Mountain, and sometimes it is like the earth collapsing and the mountain cracking.
Everything is so natural and so wonderful.
"I have integrated the unique landscape skills that I have learned over the years into sword skills, but I don't know how powerful it is."
After withdrawing his sword skills, the Star Chasing Sword disappeared from his hand and appeared in the Dantian. Below the Dantian, the sea of Qi surged, like a roaring wave, and the wisps of true Qi were so thick that they seemed to turn into liquid.
And in the sky above Dantian, there is a simple and green small sword, glowing with wisps of sword light, and faint thunder vibrations. The small sword occupies the center of Dantian, hiding its sharp edge.
A silver moon rises into the sky next to it, its rays of light illuminate the entire Dantian. The light shines out repeatedly, tempering the internal organs. This is the magical power of the bright moon on the sea, and it is finally completed at this time.
"Master, get up and practice."
A Bao walked over from the side, saw Zhang Yutang, and quickly saluted. With Mrs. Zhang here to control the family affairs, A Bao did not dare to be presumptuous, but Mrs. Zhang said:
"There is no rule without rules. Anyone who dares to act recklessly, take advantage of the power of the Zhang family to do evil, and do anything rude will at least be beaten to death and dragged out to feed wild dogs."
"Well, Po, are you out again?"
Abao nodded and said:
"Yes, sir, I heard something strange happened in Qiaojia Village near us, and they are worshiping the Qiantang Water God."
Looking at Zhang Yutang, Abao was slightly startled:
"Master, why are your eyes red?"
Zhang Yutang said calmly:
"It's nothing, the wind blew sand into my eyes and rubbed them." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)