Wuxu and Zhu Chongba did not expect that they and the Mongolian cavalry each showed their magical powers and fought to the death. At the end of the battle, it was these villagers who chanted the Heart Sutra and saved the day. They stood there for a while, watching these villagers without making a sound.
An old man stepped forward slightly and saluted solemnly, "All the villagers in Xiaojiang Village thank the immortal master for saving his life."
The uneasy villagers behind him immediately saluted and thanked him all the time.
Wuxu and Zhu Zhongba immediately reacted to this thank you. Wuxu looked carefully and found that among the old man and other villagers, there was no one who was practicing Buddhism.
, cultivators, or other side sects, all have an aura that mortals don’t have, which is the characteristic of beginning to communicate with the world and all things, and each of them believes in the true god. A group of mortals, chanting the Buddhist Heart Sutra, can also influence the monks to fight? Wuxu didn’t say anything, just
Looking at the string of warm blue sea beads on my hand, a purple Buddha bead was stained with an imperceptible cyan color at some point, and I felt secretly strange.
Zhu Chongba shouted loudly, stood up, and walked to the villagers, "Who just shouted that the warriors are mighty and the Great Yuan is mighty? Ah?" The villagers looked at each other. However, it was the old man who led the way.
He saluted respectfully and replied, "immortal masters, please calm down. I asked them to shout like this just now. The Mongolian soldiers are as ferocious as wolves and tigers. They came here to drive us to repair the Yellow River. It happened that the two immortal masters were very kind and compassionate.
They rescued us. It's all because of my ignorance. Seeing that these Mongolian Tatars can actually fight with the immortal master, they also used magic to cover us, so that these women and children couldn't breathe. I was afraid that they would become angry and painful.
I wanted to kill someone, so I had no choice but to ask them to shout twice. I hope the Immortal Master has a lot of people, so I will forgive you."
"Huh!" Zhu Chongba stared again, with a horse face, and wanted to speak again.
"Junior brother, don't care about it. A monk should give alms without any regrets and should not be angry." Wuxu moved the blue sea beads in his hand, pressed the cyan-dyed red sandalwood bead with his thumb, and said softly.
Chongba hummed again, clasped his hands together, and sang "Ah Amitabha".
Wuxu smiled slightly and was about to straighten his clothes when he stepped forward to talk to the old man.
Suddenly, another heavy humming sound came from the distance. It sounded like thunder next to Wuxu. Wuxu felt as if his head had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, his ears were ringing, and his eyes were filled with stars. He finally stabilized himself.
Resting on his heels, Wuxu looked up and saw a lama wearing a red monk's robe. He was blond and blue-eyed, with a ferocious expression. His two slender soles were exposed, stepping on a cloud. Yes, Wuxu could see clearly.
, this is not a magic weapon, but a person who has cultivated to the realm of real people, used the Cloud Movement Technique, communicated the aura of heaven and earth, and condensed the meaning of the body. At this moment, the blue sea beads on Wuxu's wrist had already opened automatically, transforming into waves the size of the mouth of a well.
, holding Wuxu up faintly. Unfortunately, the power of the visitor was too great, and the Bihaizhu could not even reveal the Fanyin and White Lotus.
Oops! Here comes the real-life Lamaism master! Wuxu and Zhu Chongba couldn’t help but look at each other at this moment. Zhu Chongba was okay, he stood very close to the villagers, and he had no weapons on him, so he was treated as an ordinary person and was suppressed there, and
The villagers sat down on the ground, unable to move. Wuxu was on the blue sea pearl, but he took on the main part of the anger and suppression. It was as if he was in the deep sea ten thousand meters below, and was so pressed that his flesh and bones would be separated at any time, and his soul would be scattered.
"How dare you kill the imperial guards! Give Buddha your life!" The lama saw the blue sea pearl in Wuxu's hand turning into a blue sea. His eyes flashed slightly and he shouted immediately. Then, he stretched out his right hand and turned his five fingers into claws.
He grabbed Wuxu from a distance. But when Wuxu heard a bang, his feet were in the air, and the blue sea beads turned back into a round shape, spinning in front of him, and then involuntarily, they flew into the air along with the blue sea beads.
After the blond lama got Wuxu and Bi Haizhu, he glanced at the fainted crowd on the ground, snorted again, and then flew westward like a shooting star.
That lama, whose name was Mo En, was originally a wandering Semu man in the Western Regions. By coincidence, he killed a seriously injured old man and obtained a copy of "Spiritual Mind Summoning Technique" from his body. He practiced day and night in the Loulan Kingdom of the Western Regions.
Pretending to be gods and ghosts gradually became a habit. And by chance, he met the great Tibetan lama Pasiba. At the invitation of Kublai Khan, the great ancestor of the Yuan Dynasty, he set out to recruit people to accompany him. Moen then presented the "Spiritual Mind Summoning Technique" and worshiped him.
, became a mage, ranking third. The spiritual contemplation technique that Morn originally practiced was just a spell from the Western religions. When it comes to high levels, it can only control the mortal mind, summon evil ghosts, and invite gods to come to the body.
It is almost impossible to achieve the great path. After following Pasiba, he changed to Tantric Dharma, and relied on the power of Yuanting to gain a lot of resources, and only then was he able to advance from the mundane realm to the real person realm. Therefore, Pasiba
When he resigned from the Imperial Preceptor, paid no attention to world affairs, and went into seclusion to practice cultivation, Mo En chose to stay in Yuanting to serve the royal family. Although the later Imperial Preceptor and his lamas were not happy with his status as a lustful person and his behavior of fighting for power and profit, Mo En relied on him.
Given his status as a disciple of the first-generation national master Pasiba and his cultivation in the realm of real people, he was not too afraid.
This time, the third prince took the initiative and received the emperor's order to assist the prime minister Tuotuo in implementing the river control strategy. Mo En, knowing that his abilities were very poor and had to rely on many external things, asked for the order to serve the third prince.
He also packed up the third prince and headed south, intending to search for treasures and magic methods.
Thirty miles away from Xiaojiang Village, there is a valley called Butterfly Valley. On weekdays, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and birds and animals are enjoying themselves. Recently, there is a chilly atmosphere in the valley. More than a hundred Mongolian tents are lined up along the stream.
, surrounded by a 3-meter-high fence, with pairs of Mongolian sergeants standing inside and outside holding guns, and heavy armored cavalry could be seen patrolling around from time to time.
After Moen captured Wuxu, he flew into the valley in the blink of an eye, and slowly landed at a tall tent with a diameter of 100 meters. He opened the curtain, and the aroma of wine hit his nose. He only heard a loud laugh from the end, "Master Moen
The Dharma is really profound, and it took just one glass of wine to come back." Moen swallowed the saliva in his throat, threw the unconscious Wuxu under his arm into the tent, laughed loudly, and walked to the young man in the middle.
He bowed slightly and returned to his seat. There was already a palace maid named Ruhua next to her. She stepped forward, holding the bronze wine pot, and slowly filled the wine glass on the seat.
After drinking for three rounds, the third prince frowned, looked at Wuxu who was bleeding from all his orifices, and said bitterly, "This king has been ordered to assist in the management of the Yellow River, which must be considered a great achievement. Who is this person, who dares to kill me?"
The king sent out to recruit the warriors from the people, come on, drag them out, chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs!”
As the saying goes:
No wonder ordinary people have weak ambitions, and monks sometimes look at each other.
If a Buddhist encounters a real demon suddenly, he is also afraid of death outside the steel sword tent.