Suddenly it turned into little golden lights and spread all over the sky.
A huge pressure appeared above everyone's heads.
Su Jiu felt that the telepathy power in her body was suddenly gone, and her whole body suddenly became horrified.
"What a powerful pressure, what a powerful aura!"
This feeling is the same as when I directly faced the pressure of Drought Demon.
Su Jiu only had this thought in her mind.
Su Jiu's pupils shrank instantly, and she looked up at the sky above her head.
Those little golden lights gathered in an instant, and a golden Buddha appeared in mid-air.
The figure of this Buddha is still a bit unreal.
However, it is solidifying and getting bigger at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As soon as the Buddha appeared, a surge of Buddha energy swept down, and everyone in the entire Youmin Temple could feel this huge Buddha energy.
"The monks invite the Buddha!"
Master Xumu also shouted loudly at this time without raising his head.
Instead, sit cross-legged directly.
Several elderly monks beside him followed him, with their right hands standing upright like orchid fingers, and the five fingers of their left hands slightly clenched, showing the shape of a pagoda.
Place on both knees.
The expressions of Master Xumu and several eminent monks instantly became extremely solemn and sacred, and a unique Buddhist aura shrouded their bodies.
The other monks heard what the abbot said.
Immediately he stood at attention and clasped his hands, shouted the Buddha's name, lifted up his clothes with his right hand, knelt down on the ground with his hands on his feet, raised his hands above his head, bent his knees forward, and bowed directly to the ground.
"The highest etiquette in Buddhism is to bow down to the ground!"
No one stood up.
The scriptures spoken by all the monks became louder and louder, and for a moment, Sanskrit sounds lingered. Su Jiu looked at everything around him, squinting his eyes and paying attention involuntarily.
In Su Jiu's eyes.
The scriptures chanted by each monk turned into little golden lights, floated into the air, and gathered in the still illusory golden body of the Buddha.
Su Jiu took back his consciousness.
He raised his head and glanced at the golden Buddha.
He took out a talisman from his pocket.
This talisman is very special because it is much smaller than ordinary talismans.
The most important thing is that what is drawn on this talisman is not the Taoist Dharma, but the Buddhist Dharma.
The power of thought in Su Jiu's body was running.
"Haw!"
With a shout, the talisman was activated.
The talisman turned into a golden light and shot directly towards the golden Buddha.
"The true Buddha returns to his throne!"
Su Jiu shouted loudly.
Following this shouting, the golden Buddha in mid-air instantly merged into the nine-meter-eight bronze statue of the Buddha. There was a burst of bright golden light and gradually became calm.
Everything slowly returned to normal.
When all this was completed, Su Jiu took a long breath.
My heart immediately relaxed.
At this moment, all the monks also stood up.
The Buddha's trumpet sounded.
"Thank you so much, Donor Su!" Master Xumu took a step forward, walked to Su Jiu's side, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly to Su Jiu.
"You're welcome, Master Xumu, this is the agreement between us!" Su Jiu said politely.
"Amitabha! Donor Su, if you are tired, please take a rest. In the next three days, I will hold a Buddhist ceremony to consecrate the true Buddha and welcome the true Buddha!" Master Xumu said.
"It's okay, Master Xumu, but I have something I don't know whether I should ask." Su Jiu rejected Master Xumu's kindness, frowned slightly, and asked.
"Almsgiver Su is a noble person of this temple. If you have any questions, just ask." Facing Su Jiu's inquiry, Master Xu Mu did not evade.
"I wonder why Youmin Temple invited the real Buddha? And this real Buddha..." Su Jiu did not finish her words.
Su Jiu knew in her heart that this Buddha-inviting ceremony was generally for inheritance, just like the secret technique of the Su family.
I spent a trace of Jiuding Qi to replace my own luck and invited the golden Buddha to Youmin Temple. Not to mention that I only had sixty-eight traces of Jiuding Qi left.
This golden Buddha did not use the body of any monk, but was directly integrated into the bronze statue of the Buddha. When Su Jiu heard Master Xumu's request, he had doubts in his heart, but he did not ask about it.
At this moment, praying to the Buddha has been completed.
This cost him a lot of effort, and Youmin Temple spent a lot of money. The real Buddha he invited had no inheritance and could not protect the temple. Su Jiu didn't understand why.
So, Su Jiu started asking.
"Donor Su was negligent. A year ago, the fortune of this temple was completely exhausted. If it hadn't been for the hard support of fellow apprentices, I'm afraid..."
Although Su Jiu didn't finish what he said, Master Xumu immediately understood what Su Jiu meant.
After a slight pause, he slowly spoke out the original story.
When Su Jiu heard this, he frowned and thought about it for a while, and the consciousness in his mind suddenly came out.
Spreading towards Youmin Temple.
Slowly extending into the ground, covering the entire temple.
"The luck is almost exhausted! It shouldn't be! Youmin Temple can be said to be a thousand-year-old temple, with a history of more than 1,500 years. Moreover, the incense has always been strong and has never been interrupted. How can the luck be exhausted?
"
Su Jiu immediately thought of the key point.
Master Xumu did not explain clearly what he said.
However, Su Jiu knew in her heart that there must be something wrong.
Su Jiu's consciousness felt the luck of Youmin Temple.
Suddenly, Su Jiu felt a trace of sinister aura in his consciousness.
"this……"
In an instant, Su Jiu was shocked, and his whole body was horrified.
The cold hairs all over my body suddenly stood up.
His spiritual consciousness was also withdrawn into his mind in an instant.
"There's something strange underground! There's such a strong evil spirit..." Su Jiu sighed in shock.
After coming back to his senses, he raised his head and glanced at Master Xumu. He was about to ask why there was such a strong sinister atmosphere under Youmin Temple, but he hadn't spoken yet.
But he was interrupted by Master Xumu.
"Donor Su, just understand!"
Master Xumu nodded slightly, his expression very indifferent. He had obviously guessed what Su Jiu was going to say. Su Jiu's expression just now was very obvious, and Master Xumu could see it at a glance.
After a pause, Master Xumu continued.
"Donor Su, I should go and hold a Buddhist ceremony to consecrate the true Buddha!" After Master Xumu finished speaking, he bowed slightly to Su Jiu again, then turned around and returned to his seat.
Su Jiu didn't say anything more, left the sacrificial table and walked aside.
Since Master Xumu didn't want to say anything, she would definitely not be able to get anything out of him. Right now, the consecration ceremony was about to be held, and Su Jiu also knew in her heart that Master Xumu didn't have much time to tell her this.