In fact, Wu Dazhi's guess is completely wrong. The wheel-like thing is called a wheel treasure (also called a wheel treasure), which is a very powerful magic weapon in the esoteric religion. However, the magic power of the wheel treasure is also different from that of the person who holds it.
It has a lot to do with how strong a person's cultivation is.
If a person has profound cultivation and possesses the Encrypted Spell of the Wheel Treasure, he can basically defeat all the invincible ghosts in the world.
Hu Xue glanced at the wheel treasure and was a little surprised before saying, "When did Mr. Zhou change his gender? I even gave you the treasure that was the housekeeper!!"
"Is it very powerful?" Wu Dazhi leaned over and asked.
It turns out that the wheel treasure in Zhou Zijing's hand is the treasure of the Hadasana Tantric Temple. No one can tell clearly what era it is from.
Where it came from, no one knew. Wu Dazhi later found out that if the wheel treasure in Zhou Zijing's hand could be matched with the cultivation level of the King of **, it would be a big deal to destroy Hu Xue and Chang Qiye.
A matter of seconds.
Tantric Buddhism is different from other sects of Buddhism in that it adopts the method of inheritance through master initiation and oral transmission from master to disciple. In other words, there are only a few people who can truly inherit the master's powerful ability.
The master's magic weapon is not passed down casually. Only disciples who can pass the exam to inherit his mantle can obtain it. At this time, Wu Dazhi couldn't help but have a strong interest in Zhou Zijing. It seemed that this fat man was an expert without showing off his skills.
Compared with Zhou Zijing, Wu Dazhi's equipment seemed much shabby. Apart from thangkas with talismans on them, he didn't seem to have much to offer.
Zhou Zijing frowned and looked at Wu Dazhi's things, and said helplessly: "You'd better put these thangkas away. With your current cultivation level, using these is a waste! To put it mildly, this thing is similar to
Are you embarrassed to use non-renewable resources?"
After some education from Zhou Zijing, Wu Dazhi realized that the thangka talismans used in esoteric Buddhism were very different from the yellow paper talismans in the hands of Maoshan Taoist priests. The most obvious thing is that when a thangka talisman is drawn on it, the
The time spent is calculated in months.
Moreover, the use of thangka talismans is completely different from the use of yellow paper talismans. It is not a one-time thing. Most of the thangka talismans are engraved with talismans on the thangka, and the user activates the talisman by reciting the incantation.
strength.
When the talisman is activated, if the holder is highly cultivated, a scene similar to the special effects in movies will appear. A large talisman will appear in the air, emitting Buddha light, and all ghosts and monsters will be touched by a little light.
, will be wiped out.
Under normal circumstances, thangka talismans are ultimate-level weapons that are only used in large-scale battles. Wu Dazhi curled his lips after listening to the brain-replenishing course given to him by Zhou Zijing. It seemed that he had been tricked by Wu Youyou again.
"I've seen those spells of yours, and they are all quite powerful. But if you really want to use their power, it probably won't take more than a few decades!"
This sentence left Wu Dazhi completely speechless. How many decades would it take? He would probably be an old man by then, so why would he still use these things?!
"Where did you get these things?" Zhou Zijing seemed to have thought of a very critical question and suddenly asked urgently.
"My grandpa gave it to him, probably Mr. Zhou gave it to him!" Wu Dazhi answered casually without thinking, "However, my grandpa doesn't seem to know how to use this thing!"
"Impossible!" Zhou Zijing categorically rejected Wu Dazhi's answer, "If my master had such a thing, I wouldn't know about it, I wouldn't have seen it, and I wouldn't let him give it to your grandfather!"
Wu Dazhi cursed secretly in his heart, "Damn it, the last sentence is the key!"
"So this thing definitely didn't come from my master!" Zhou Zijing thought for a moment, "Did your grandfather steal it from somewhere else? No, I'm going to ask him about it when I get back!"
Wu Dazhi was depressed. Zhou Zijing was too greedy. Mr. Zhou had given him so many good things. Why did he come to snatch his thangka? He was afraid that Zhou Zijing would not give up and secretly take away his things.
Wu Dazhi almost used his hands and feet to put the thangkas into his arms, and then glanced at Zhou Zijing with a victorious look.
"Idiot!" Zhou Zijing replied unceremoniously.
Inexplicably, the atmosphere between the three people suddenly became lively and became less repressed than before.
"Fat man, you said you are such an ink, it takes you a long time to pack everything!" Wu Dazhi, who finally finished his work, glanced at Zhou Zijing, who was still struggling, and said deliberately to find trouble.
Zhou Zijing walked up to Wu Dazhi, waved his fist deliberately, and said proudly, "Don't mess with me, be careful I leave you in the dojo, just stay with the ghost mother every day!"
Hu Xue was very smart and decided not to get involved in the feud between the two of them, lest her IQ be lowered.
Seeing that both of them had packed up, Hu Xue was the first to jump out of the window. He was a fox, so his movements were naturally very light. Wu Dazhi had many years of experience of jumping over walls to skip school, so jumping out of the window was not considered a problem for him.
What a difficult thing.
Zhou Zijing is in trouble. Jumping off a building is not a problem for him, but the moment he lands on the ground, it can be said that the earth is shaking. Think about it, he is more than 1.90 meters tall and weighs more than 200 pounds.
The weight of the food made the earth shake even for a moment, compared with the rice that Zhou Zijing ate.
"Can you be more gentle!" As soon as Zhou Zijing landed, Wu Dazhi kicked him on the butt, "If you get that Xie Rusi up, you will look good!!"
"Shit, it's more than 200 pounds, please show me how light it is!!" Zhou Zijing touched his useless butt and retorted dissatisfiedly.
At this time, Hu Xue cast a sharp look, and the two people immediately stopped talking simultaneously.
"Hurry up, I'm not responsible for saving those who are left behind!"
In the night, Hu Xue's eyes were shining with green light. At this moment, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing truly realized that the person with them was a fox, not a human.
Foxes are beasts, and beasts eat people! After the two came to this great conclusion, they decided not to speak again.
Hu Xue was obviously faster than Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing, especially Zhou Zijing, whose huge body brought a lot of inconvenience to the night walk.
After walking for a while, Hu Xue put a short distance away from the two of them.
"I said, Fatty, can you hurry up? That fox has run ahead! If he really disappears after a while, will you protect me?!"
Although Wu Dazhi kept complaining, he held Zhou Zijing firmly with one hand and pulled him forward desperately.
Wu Dazhi knew in his heart that at this time, if Hu Xue was really lost, there was only one way for the two of them to go, and that was a dead end.
"I said that fox of yours is really careless, so he can't wait for us!" Zhou Zijing panted and kept talking to Wu Dazhi, but he didn't dare to stop.
Despite this, Hu Xue's figure seemed to be getting farther and farther away from them, and in the end it seemed that only a small light spot remained.