The old monk didn't answer, but looked at the two children carefully. He couldn't help but look at Lin Jingyu a few more times, and thought to himself: "Good qualifications, but why are you so extreme in temperament?"
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan took a step forward and said, "Hey, who are you? Why have I never seen you before?"
Caomiao Village is near Qingyunmen, where Taoism is respected and Buddhist disciples are extremely rare, so Zhang Xiaofan asked this question.
The old monk glanced at him, with a smile on his face, and asked: "Little benefactor, your life was at stake just now. All you have to do is admit defeat. Why do you have to support so hard? If I hadn't taken action, you would have given it away in vain."
life!"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, feeling that what the old monk said was not unreasonable, but when things came to a close, he still couldn't explain why, so he could only stand there in shock.
Lin Jingyu glared at the old monk, took Zhang Xiaofan's hand, and said: "Xiaofan, this old monk is weird, let's ignore him." After saying that, he pulled him outside, and several children followed him.
, obviously always following his lead.
Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously took steps forward, but after he walked out of the temple gate for a while, he couldn't help but look back at the temple. The sky was getting dark, and he could vaguely see the old monk still standing there, but his face was blurred.
Cleared.
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Late at night.
There was a thunder, the wind swept through the remaining clouds, and black clouds rolled in the sky.
The storm is about to come, and there is a feeling of chilling.
The old monk was still in the thatched temple, sitting on the ground meditating. Looking up, there was only a hazy image of Qingyun Mountain in the distance. There was no sound in the surrounding areas, except for the rapid wind and thunder all over the sky.
What a strong wind!
A bolt of lightning cracked through the sky, and the small grass temple standing alone in the wind lit up. In this moment, the old monk was standing at the door of the temple, with a serious face, looking up at the sky, his eyebrows getting more and more wrinkled.
The tighter.
In the village to the west, a black air had arisen at some point. It was as thick as black ink and was surging. The old monk stood in the grass temple and stared at the black air.
Suddenly, the black air rolled up, spiraled up, and headed straight out of the village, heading towards the Cao Temple. It was moving very fast, and it arrived in a blink of an eye. The old monk's sharp eyes saw that there was a child in it.
, it was Lin Jingyu whom I had seen during the day.
The old monk's face darkened, and without any further hesitation, his skinny body rose up from the ground and plunged straight into the black air.
From an unknown place in the darkness, a slightly surprised voice came: "Huh?"
After several muffled sounds, the black air suddenly stopped and hovered over the Cao Temple. The old monk held Lin Jingyu under his ribs and slowly fell down, but a piece of his cassock had been torn off behind him.
With the faint light, Lin Jingyu's eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. He didn't know whether he was asleep or passed out.
The old monk did not put him down. He looked up at the black air in the sky and said, "Your Excellency has a profound Taoist teaching. Why do you attack ignorant children? I'm afraid you will lose your identity?"
A hoarse voice came from the black air, saying: "Who are you to meddle in my business?"
The old monk did not answer, but said: "This is at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. If the Qingyun Sect knows that you are doing something wrong here, I am afraid that your life will be difficult in the future."
The man made a "poof" sound, and said with disdain, "Qingyun Gate is nothing, it just relies on the large number of people. Don't say more, old bald donkey. If you are wise, please give me the child quickly."
The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, monks are compassionate and compassionate. I can't just watch this child suffer at your hands."
The man said angrily: "What a thief, Bald, you are looking for death."
Following his words, a dark red light flashed in the black air that had been hovering. In an instant, a dark wind was blowing around the small grass temple, and the ghost energy was strong.
"Poison Blood Flag!" A look of anger suddenly appeared on the old monk's face, "Nie Zhan, you dare to practice such evil things that are so heartless and harmful to the world. I will never spare you today."
The hoarse voice sneered, but did not answer. He only heard a roar, a strong red light, a stench rising from the mid-air, and a two-foot-long red flag slowly rose up. At this time, the sound of ghosts crying became more and more shrill, as if
There were countless resentful spirits crying at night, and there was also a faint sound of bones cracking, which was shocking to hear.
"Bald thief, die!" the man in the black aura shouted, and from above the bloody red flag, a ferocious grimace suddenly appeared, with three-cornered eyes, four sharp teeth, and "click, click, click, click" skeletons
At the scene of the chaos, all four eyes on the ghost's face suddenly opened, and with a "roar", they turned into entities, rushed out from the flags, and struck the old monk with an extremely bloody aura.
The old monk's face became even more angry. He knew that the more powerful the poisonous blood flag was, the more innocent people would be killed during the practice. To achieve such power, he would have to sacrifice the blood essence of more than 300 people to the flag.
Can.
This evil man is really heartless!
Seeing that the ghost was about to rush in front of him, the old monk did not let go of his child Lin Jingyu. He only used his left hand holding the jade rosary to draw a circle in the void in front of him.
It emitted a golden light, and in a moment a golden wheel of law appeared in front of him. The golden light was brilliant, and it stood against the ghost in mid-air.
"A little trick, let's sell it..." Before he could finish the word "play", he suddenly felt a shock all over his body. He felt that where he was holding the child Lin Jingyu in his right hand, his wrist was bitten by a foreign object.
A numb and itchy feeling spread all over his body immediately, his vision went dark, and the Falun in front of him was shaking.
But at this moment, the ghost in front had another strange change. In the center of its forehead with its four eyes on the left and right, there were two "click, click" sounds, and another giant blood-red eye opened.
Hearing a ghost howl, a bloody red light flashed, and the ghost smashed the golden Falun to pieces and hit the old monk hard on the chest.
The old monk was hit so hard that he flew backwards. Lin Jingyu, who was under his ribs, also fell to the ground. There were several muffled sounds along the way, and it was likely that all his ribs were broken. A moment later, his skinny body hit the Cao Temple.
There was a "boom" on the wall, dust flew up, and the entire wall collapsed.
"Hahahahaha~~~~~~~~" The man in the black air laughed wildly, extremely proud.
The old monk stood up tremblingly, his throat felt hot, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of hot blood, dyeing the monk's clothes in front of him red. He felt stars flashing in front of his eyes, severe pain all over his body, and the numbness and itching feeling became more and more intense.
It's getting closer to the heart.
He forced himself to calm down, and glanced at Lin Jingyu, who was lying on the ground unconscious, and saw a colorful centipede slowly crawling out from his clothes. It was as big as the palm of his hand. The strangest thing was that it had seven parts in its tail.
The fork looks like it has seven tails. And each one has its own color, different from each other, the colors are gorgeous, but the beauty is a bit scary.
"Seven-tailed centipede!" The old monk's words sounded like a groan.
The black air on his face became heavier and heavier, and blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that it was difficult to hold on, but he still held on and refused to fall. He looked at the black air in the air and said: "You will destroy this world."
You put a strange poison on that child, and you deliberately hid your strength and saw the opportunity to hurt me. Are you here for me?"
The man in the black air sneered "hehe" and said: "Yes, I came here specifically for you, the universal wisdom bald donkey. If not, you would not be easy to deal with because of your Buddhist practice in Tianyin Temple. Okay,
Now quickly hand over the 'blood-devouring beads' and I will give you the seven-tailed centipede antidote and spare your life!"
Puzhi laughed miserably and said: "It's a waste that I have the word 'wisdom' in my name. I never thought that you could refine this poisonous blood flag and not covet the 'blood-devouring beads'." His face became solemn and resolute.
He said: "It is a delusion to ask me to give you the most dangerous thing in the world."
The man in the black aura was furious: "Then you go see your Buddha." The red light flashed, the poisonous blood flag swayed in the wind, the ghost cried, and the huge ghost reappeared, hovering slightly in the air, and rushed towards Puzhi again.
Puzhi shouted loudly, and his robes swelled without any wind. His originally thin body seemed to have grown a lot. When he exerted force with his left hand, he heard a crisp sound, and the string of jasper beads had been pinched by him, and more than a dozen crystal clear beads were broken.
The rosary beads did not fall, but kept spinning. Each one emitted a green light and floated in front of Pu Zhi. Only the dark purple round bead fell straight down.
Puzhi turned his palm over and grabbed the deep purple bead in his hand. His hands formed the left and right water bottle seals. His eyes were wide open, and there was a golden light all over his body. He chanted word by word: "奄, 马, 尼, ba,"
Mi, moo!”
"The Six-Character Great Ming Mantra." The tone of the man in the black air suddenly became more solemn.
As the word "moo" of universal wisdom fell, all the jasper beads shone brightly in an instant. At the same moment, the ghost sacrificed by the evil man rushed forward, and the bloody air rushed towards his face. But as soon as it came into contact with the jasper green beads
The light suddenly became invisible, unable to move forward, and remained stagnant in mid-air.
Even so, Puzhi's body shook again. The seven-tailed centipede is the most poisonous thing in the world. Even with his hundreds of years of practice, it is still difficult for him to resist it. However, there was a faint smile on his face that was filled with black energy.
It brings a bit of awe.
"Bah!"
Puzhi shouted loudly, like a lion's roar, the sound shook the world. The jasper beads in front of him were driven by the Buddha's power, and the light became brighter. Suddenly, a beads shattered with a "pop", imagining a "Buddha" in mid-air.
Word, rush forward and hit the ghost in the face.
"Wow~~~~~!" The ghost howled horribly, and immediately took a few steps back. The red glow around its body had greatly faded, and it was obviously injured. The man in the black spirit said angrily, "What a bald donkey!"
He was about to make a move, but it was just as late as he said. In a moment, seven or eight rosary beads turned out to be Buddhist mantras and hit the ghost. The ghost kept howling and retreated, making a fearful gesture, before being hit by the ninth jasper rosary.
When it hit, there was finally a long howl, all five eyes burst open, the bones cracked, and it fell to the ground with a "boom". After struggling for a few times, it became stiff and motionless, and slowly turned into blood, which was extremely fishy.
At the same time, Puzhi said "Wow" and spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the color of the blood had turned black.
"Ah!" A scream came from the entrance of the Cao Temple at the critical moment of the battle between these two masters.
Both Pu Zhi and the evil man were startled. There was a movement of black air in the sky. Pu Zhi also looked towards the door at the same time. He saw Zhang Xiaofan, a child he had seen during the day, who had come to the grass temple for some reason and stood at the door, gaping.
Watch this strange scene in the temple.
The man in the black air snorted coldly, but no one could see how he moved. The seven-tailed centipede that was originally crawling on Lin Jingyu's body suddenly flapped its tail and took advantage of the momentum to fly up, as fast as lightning, towards Zhang Xiaofan.
Puzhi raised his eyebrows, pointed with his right hand, and a jasper rosary rushed towards him. The seven-tailed centipede seemed to be psychic. It knew it was powerful and did not dare to resist. When its tail flapped, it flew up like wings and flew into the black air.
There was no sound in it.
The man in the black air said grimly: "Hey, you are indeed one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple. Even though you were seriously injured, you were able to break my 'Poisonous Blood Corpse King'. But with your attack from the Corpse Collector, you were hit by the seven-tailed centipede."
Poison, how long can it last? Just give me the 'blood-devouring bead' obediently."
At this moment, Pu Zhi began to bleed black blood from the corners of his eyes. He laughed miserably and hissed: "Even if I die here today, I will get rid of this monster like you."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the jasper beads in front of him lit up at the same time. The man in the air immediately became alert. Suddenly there was a roar, and something flashing green light hit the black air from behind, but it was the one that hit the seven-tailed centipede just now.
The jasper rosary flew into the air for a while, and was secretly controlled by Puzhi. It folded behind the black air and suddenly launched an attack.
Just listen to a roar in the black air, obviously the man was caught off guard, "Bang, bang, bang" several random sounds, the green light flashed, the black energy scattered, and finally scattered everywhere, disappearing. A figure slowly fell from the mid-air.
The tall and thin man was tightly wrapped in a black robe, and his appearance and age could not be seen clearly. He only had a pair of eyes with fierce glare. There was also a long sword tied behind his back.
Puzhi whispered: "Your Excellency is so virtuous, why do you dare not see others?"
The man in black's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said sternly: "Bald donkey, I will let you die without a burial place today!"
After saying that, he pulled out the long sword from his back with a "swipe" sound, and saw that the sword was as clear as autumn water, bright and not dazzling, with a faint clear light attached to it.
"What a sword." Puzhi couldn't help shouting.
The man in black hummed, held the sword in his hand, stepped on the seven stars, walked seven steps in a row, the long sword stabbed into the sky, and muttered something:
"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder.
The splendid power of heaven, lead it with the sword!"
In a moment, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly surged, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed from the edge of the black clouds. There was a sense of solemnity between the sky and the earth, and a strong wind.
"The True Secret of Divine Sword Controlling Thunder!" Puzhi's face turned pale as gray in an instant, followed by a kind of surprise, a trace of despair and a little bit of inexplicable fanaticism.
"You are actually a disciple of Qingyun!"
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ps:
The words "奄, 马, 尼, ba, mi, moo!" recited by Universal Wisdom in the article are the famous "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra", also known as "Avalokitesvara's Inspired Mantra" in Buddhist classics. It is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures: This mantra is universal
Heaven and earth are created by nature, and chanting it can cast off the dust, cleanse the mind, and reach the state of great joy and bliss. It is one of the most famous classic mantras in Buddhism.