Immortal wind and deceit: the secret scriptures of the seven chapters of Xuanjun at the beginning Chapter 117 Bishe's teaching, cannibals and hungry ghosts
Chapter 117 Bishe's teaching, cannibals and hungry ghosts
"Ghost General, what should we do if that guy escapes? Do we want to chase him?" He Desen, a Sogdian, asked.
Zhang Tianqin shook his head: "It's just a little Mao Shen. He just goes around saying it, but who will believe it? Fan Gui, go catch that civet cat and save yourself a lot of trouble."
He Desen nodded and ran to catch the civet cat, but the civet cat jumped up to the beam with a slight jump. He Desen was so angry that he shouted: "You evil beast! I know you understand human speech, hurry up
Get off here! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!”
Zhang Tianqin cursed secretly and said: "Fan Gui, can you do it? No, let the six-armed ghost come on!"
He Desen was a little angry. He turned his head and blew out a long breath towards the beam. Wherever the breath went, it started to freeze. The air condensed into small water droplets, making the long breath he blew out appear. That breath
Spray it on the feet of the civet cat and it will freeze into a piece of ice.
The civet cat glanced at the ice on its feet and became a little impatient. It directly sprayed a ball of pure Yang fire from its mouth to melt the ice. Seeing that He Desen was still spraying ice gas from his mouth, it did not tolerate him and directly
Use pure Yang fire to light He Desen into a ball of fire and burn him into a charred corpse.
When Wu Qiudao saw this, he secretly laughed in his heart, "Good guys, just take advantage of me and take advantage of me. You will kill me later to release me. Of course, you will look good on me, so I will shoot at Senior Brother."
Tuan, who will die if you don’t die?
"What..." Zhang Tianqin opened his mouth and froze on the ground. Who is this civet cat?
The civet cat kept talking: "Junior brother, I know you must be thinking about using your own natural abilities to make a comeback, but I still hope you will be more cautious before doing anything in the future!"
A thin needle flew out of the cat's mouth. The needle grew bigger and bigger, and turned into a thin sword. It cut off the human skin wrapped around Wu Qiudao's ankle. It turned a few more times, and fell between Zhang Tianqin and Lu Mao.
After a few pokes at the tendons of their hands and hamstrings, the two of them immediately fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
"You obviously know that these three people are evil demons. Why are you still so close to them? You can't move even if you are attacked by others. If you didn't have that support, even if you have ten lives, you won't be able to kill them."
!The world is dangerous, think twice before you act!"
Wu Qiudao twisted his neck and listened to the senior brother's advice. His face was slightly red. He almost capsized again. The blame was indeed on him. In the world of immortals and heroes, there was no way to play tricks like detectives to solve crimes.
He ignored rescuing the caravan members and learned his lesson. He popped out two soybeans and turned them into bean puppets. He walked to Zhang Tianqin and Lu Mao first and checked their mouths and hair to see if there were any suicidal drugs or harmful substances.
of hidden weapons.
Although the thick six-armed Toutuo had broken his hand tendons and hamstrings and fell to the ground bleeding all over the place, he laughed as if he couldn't feel the pain: "Boy, you are too timid, why don't you come and talk to me face to face?"
A narration?"
Wu Qiudao asked: "Just think that I am a coward. Okay, now the overall situation has been decided. If you don't want to suffer more, just tell me honestly where you all came from."
Zhang Tianqin was still crying out for pain, but Lu Mao spat: "If you are a good man, what's the point of calling two puppets to come over with gongs and drums in front of you?"
When Wu Qiudao came a little closer, Lu Mao spat out a mouthful of phlegm, but Dou Puppet flew to block him.
"Is it interesting?" Wu Qiudao sighed and let Dou Puppet slowly crush one of Lu Mao's fingers. The pain made him sweat on his forehead, "Anyway, you have many hands and fingers, and let me do the math and add the toes.
, there are 39 more, let’s play slowly.”
Lu Mao twitched in pain, but still shouted: "Interesting, very interesting!"
Wu Qiudao frowned and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death? Dou Puppet, give both of you some information."
Unexpectedly, Lu Maona had already crushed two fingers. Zhang Tianqin had just been crushed twice before he surrendered and begged for mercy: "Little Sword Immortal, Grandpa Sword Immortal, I am convinced, I am convinced! He is not afraid of death, but I am still afraid of death.
!I said, I said!”
Lu Mao raised his head and cursed: "Zhang Tianqin, you coward! Now that we have fallen into the hands of others, how can we have a good ending? If people find out that it was you who leaked the secret, aren't they afraid that they will kill your relatives in anger?"
"Shut up!" Zhang Tianqin sternly retorted, "They are just the children of a few women. They will die when they die, so why should they be afraid? I have so many illegitimate children in the world. There are not many other things. There are so many illegitimate children! The sky is as big as the earth.
But I’m a big boy!”
"The reason why I want to join the Bishezhe sect in this bastard is because I'm afraid of pain and death! If not, I could go to practice Taoism and learn Buddhism. Why do I hang out with you brainless heretics and demons? What a bunch of rough guys.
What a bastard!"
Zhang Tianqin looked at Wu Qiudao flatteringly and asked: "Little Sword Immortal, if I tell you, will you survive?"
Wu Qiudao looked at him funny: "It depends on your sincerity. Look at the front, didn't I just spare a mandrill?"
With this ironclad proof, Zhang Tianqin obviously relaxed a lot, and he began to introduce the evil cannibal cult he had joined called the "Bishezhe Cult."
What this sect worships is the hungry ghost king "Bishezha". He is living death and putrid darkness. Sometimes he will turn into an eyeless giant with a wok body and no legs. Whenever he appears, all the fire
and heat will be swept away, leaving only the biting cold and stagnant air.
Legend has it that Bishecha Buddha is the first god to be resurrected from the dead, so he is in charge of all immortal things in the world. Therefore, if you join the Bishecha religion, you can gain immortality. It is precisely because of this that Zhang Tianqin, who is greedy for life and afraid of death,
Entered the religion.
Wu Qiudao asked curiously: "How long can this immortality last?"
Zhang Tianqin replied: "The Chang Agama Sutra says, 'The lifespan of a hungry ghost is one hundred thousand years. The lifespan of a hungry ghost is one hundred thousand years. The lifespan of a ghost is one hundred thousand years. The lifespan of a ghost is five hundred years.' The lifespan of a ghost is five hundred years. Taking ten years as a day and night in the human world, that is one day."
One and eight hundred thousand years, in short, you can live as long as heaven and live forever."
Fuck! Wu Qiudao turned to look at the civet cat, obviously saying, you have to practice Taoism to death, isn't it just for the sake of immortality? Why don't you just join this Bishe Zhejiao? A guy like Zhang Tianqin can live tens of thousands.
Years old!
Li Huamao glared at him and said, "Junior brother, don't forget that there are 84,000 Dharma doors in the world, and practice must pay a price! Ask him what the price is?"
Zhang Tianqin replied: "Reporting to the Little Sword Immortal and the Cat Immortal, there is a "Holy Teaching Ritual" in Bisheze's religion, which teaches believers to pay homage to the King of Hungry Ghosts through rituals such as killing people, summoning spirits, eating corpses, and raping corpses.
Buddhist scriptures."
"If you want to transform yourself into the body of a hungry ghost, you need to practice the "Thirty-Six Paths of Hungry Ghost Maha Wheel Sutra". There are thirty-six levels of hungry ghost cultivation methods in the sutra. What I practice is the twelfth path of "Lao".
"The Sutra of Practicing the Dharma".
It turns out that this "Lao Ni Zha" is Sanskrit, translated into Zhuxia language, it means "blood-eating hungry ghosts". To practice this method, you must smear mud with blood and offer sacrifices to the King of Hungry Ghosts, Buddha, and kill and eat blood every month, otherwise
He will suffer the pain of boiling blood and internal burning, and he will suffer from burning pain until death.