Chapter four hundred and seventy seventh young devil
Speaking of Shenqian, he wandered in the capital of the Zhou Dynasty that night as if he was lost.
He was walking slowly alone, with a faint murderous aura about him and a strong dark wind accompanying him.
His hair slowly grew longer and fell down, with different colors, like weeping willows, like fluttering catkins, like silver snakes, like flames, and like silver flowers.
The monk's robes on his body slipped off at some point and fell to an unknown place. His upper body was now naked, with vaguely mysterious tattoos appearing.
Along the way, some looked sideways, some avoided, some pointed, some couldn't stand it, and wanted to stop him and teach him a lesson. But when they stepped forward and wanted to take action, they found that he seemed like a dream, like a ghost.
The shadow was already several meters away in an instant.
This is Shen Qian using the Mandala Dharma Realm. At first, Shen Qian wanted to kill these people like it was the first time, but now he feels that killing these people with the Mandala Dharma Realm is simply tainting the Dharma Realm and himself.
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He was walking aimlessly and wandering like this. Suddenly, he saw a temple from a distance. There were three big characters on the plaque at the main entrance, "Ci'en Temple".
This temple occupies a large area, has magnificent buildings, is very lively around, and obviously has an excellent terrain. From this point of view, it must be no ordinary temple.
Shen Qian walked forward and saw that the door was closed, so he didn't mind and directly offered the mandala Dharma Realm and flew in.
At this moment, it is late at night, most of the monks in the temple have gone to bed, and the lights are dim. The gods are hiding, relying on the mandala Dharma Realm, as if they are entering an uninhabited land.
There are many halls and pavilions in this temple. Shenqian walked one by one and looked carefully at the solemn Buddha statues on the walls, pillars, and main hall. They were solemn, looming, and even looked a bit in the dark.
It was ferocious, but he was in the same state of mind as Shen Qian. Therefore, he looked at it very seriously and lingered over it, even playing in the daytime.
Suddenly, Shenqian stopped. In a dark corner, he saw a statue of the Great Sun Tathagata. This statue of the Great Sun Tathagata was engraved on a wall that was already covered with moss, and there were still some twists and turns around it.
The blurred lines symbolize the brilliance of the Tathagata Sun.
"The Great Sun Tathagata is the deity of the Dharma Realm that I cultivated myself, but I am so ignored here, just like myself at this moment..." Shen Qian thought like this. His body gently leaned against
On the wall, I stared at the Buddha statue in front of me out of the corner of my eye. The tip of my right index finger was shaking and sliding on the wall unconsciously.
Slanting ahead is the Main Hall. Inside the hall, the lamp in front of the Buddha is still on, projecting a faint light through the crack in the door. Shen Qian did not step forward, he just leaned against the wall from a distance. On purpose
He climbed over the wall and entered, but now he was leaning against the wall, unwilling to enter the main hall.
Shen Qian stayed for a while, and was about to climb over the wall again from here. But suddenly, he saw a slender black shadow flying over his head, floating into the main hall like a ghost. Shen Qian followed him by accident with a move in his heart.
Go up. As soon as he got closer, he smelled a fragrant smell.
He hurriedly offered up the Mandala Dharma Realm. Then, he came to the door and looked in through the crack in the door. He saw that the two monks on duty had been stunned to the ground, and the man in black was holding a storage bag in one hand.
With one hand, he hurriedly grabbed the tribute on the incense table in front of the Buddha and threw it into the storage bag.
It turned out to be a thief! Shen Qian watched quietly.
After a while, the tributes on the incense table were swept away. The man in black put the storage bag around his waist, flashed, and did not know what kind of skill he used, and then walked through the door of the Main Hall.
It flew out from the gap, but almost hit Shen Qian.
The two looked at each other and were about to speak to each other. Suddenly, a Buddhist chant sounded, which fell on their ears like thunder. Then, several monks flew in from all over the place, hiding the gods in this black man.
People in clothes surrounded them. These monks had restrained auras and stood with lowered eyebrows, but invisibly, all the paths for the two of them were blocked.
"Two benefactors came here late at night. What's the matter?" One of the leaders asked with a lowered eyebrow, but he regarded Shen Qian and the man in black as the same group.
Just as Shen Qian was about to explain, the man in black grabbed Shen Qian's hand and said loudly, "If you don't leave now, wait until later!" After that, he grabbed Shen Qian's hand and headed outside the courtyard wall.
Fly away.
Immediately, two monks flew over and stopped in front of the two of them. These two monks, their bodies were as if they were made of bronze. They had a black iron rod in their hands. With a slight shake, a wave of shadows of the sticks swayed, and they were thrown into the air.
The way out for the two of them was completely blocked.
The man in black, from nowhere, pulled out a small green sword, gave a light drink, and exhaled a breath of essence at the golden sword. Then he saw the golden sword instantly enlarged, releasing wisps of green light, and black
The man in clothes pulled Shen Qian, hid behind the green light, and rushed forward.
The two monks blocking the road roared, and the black iron rods in their hands transformed into the shape of dragons and tigers, and stopped them. But as soon as they came into contact with the green light, they were wrapped in the green light and transformed into their original shapes.
The power suddenly disappeared, and the speed became stagnant.
"Aoki Sword Order?!" The leading monk who had asked the question before stopped the other companions who were about to step forward and raised his eyebrows.
So, taking advantage of this moment, the man in black took Shen Qian and flew out of the temple.
There was a no-fly order in the capital. The man in black took Shen Qian and flew nearly a hundred meters in one breath. Seeing that there were no pursuers behind him, he hurriedly found a dark and sheltered place to land.
The man in black looked at Shenqian for a few seconds, then asked with a smile, "Are you a human or a demon?"
Shen Qian thought that he had seen through the presence of demon blood in his body at a glance, and said hurriedly, "The young monk is naturally a human being. He just followed the demon clan's delegation to Beijing and was contaminated by some demonic energy."
"Oh?" The man in black didn't expect that Shen Qian would show up on his own. He looked at Shen Qian with a half-smile, "I didn't expect that you are actually a disciple of Buddhism. Then why did you sneak into Ci'en Temple just now?"
Shen Qian muttered, not knowing how to answer.
At this time, an extremely gorgeous carriage drove over quietly and stopped steadily in front of the man in black. The man in black got on the carriage and entered the carriage. Just as the carriage slowly turned,
The man in black suddenly opened the curtain slightly and said to Shen Qian, "Are you interested in having a drink together?"
Shen Qian stood there, struggled for a moment, then nodded shyly, then flew straight onto the carriage, unceremoniously opened the curtain, bent down and got into the carriage.
In the carriage, a delicate face looked at Shen Qian in surprise. Shen Qian was even more at a loss. He did not expect that the man in black, after changing his clothes, turned out to be such a handsome young man with crystal eyes and white teeth.
She looks like a cardamom girl, wearing a milky white brocade robe trimmed with green silk. Her long hair is slightly tied up with a jade hairpin, and she is holding a Taoist whisk in her hand.
"Jiang Ziyu, what is the name of this master?" Jiang Ziyu waved the whisk in his hand and asked Shen Qian with a smile.
Shen Qian finally came to his senses, stood there with his palms clasped and recited, "Young monk Shen Qian, I have seen the benefactor, brother."
Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but laugh out loud. The monk in front of him seemed a bit fake and interesting. He raised his hand slightly and said, "Master Shenqian, please take a seat."
After Shen Qian sat down with a blush, Jiang Ziyu said again, "I made a bet with a few friends just now, but I lost. I was forced to steal tribute from Ci'en Temple. Unexpectedly, I met Master Shen Qian. But I didn't know Shen Qian.
Master Qian, like me, sneaked into the temple, could it be that he made a bet with his friends to relieve his anger?"
Could it be that he made a bet with his friends to vent his anger? After hearing this, Shen Qian thought of all the previous events again, and his mood suddenly dropped again.
Jiang Ziyu saw this and laughed loudly, acting like a hermit in the mountains. He put down the whisk in his hand and patted Shen Qian on the shoulder, "We are destined to meet each other. Since you have some injustice, little brother, please go with me for the time being.
Have a few drinks, you must know that we brothers are the ones specializing in fighting injustices in the capital!"
In this way, Shen Qian was led by Jiang Ziyu to a quiet and spacious courtyard. The night was hazy and the courtyard was deep. After twists and turns, the two of them came to a lake full of lotus flowers and walked along the jade railings.
, and came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake again.
In the pavilion, there were already several people gathered around a banquet table, eating and drinking. When they saw Jiang Ziyu coming, they all clapped their hands and laughed, "Quickly bring out the tributes from Ci'en Temple!"
Jiang Ziyu angrily took out the tributes he had just stolen from the Main Hall of Ci'en Temple and placed them on the table one by one. As he was placing them, someone over there laughed and said, "These tributes from the Main Hall of Ci'en Temple are all rare fruits.
.For example, this phoenix tail pineapple is only found in the extremely hot areas deep in the demon clan's territory. Unexpectedly, Brother Jiang went to great lengths to steal it for us tonight in front of the Buddha."
Jiang Ziyu pointed at Shen Qian, "Don't talk nonsense, there are Buddhists here." Then pointed at that person, "Don't be complacent! It will be your turn next time!"
"Haha! A Buddhist?" After hearing what Jiang Ziyu said, those people looked at Shen Qian and laughed, "The Buddhist you brought last time drank a lot of our wine and almost killed Qin Qian.
Miss Qin was abducted!"
Somehow, Shen Qian was not angry when he heard their laughter. Instead, he felt it was a bit real or interesting. He took a step forward, clasped his hands and said, "The young monk was just in that Lotus Garden Tianxiang Tower, and he had already drank a lot of good food.
Wine, but I don’t know how the wine here is? If it’s not good, the young monk will have no choice but to stop drinking.”
When he said this, the pavilion suddenly became quiet.
Anyone who has been in the capital for a long time knows that Furong Garden is the place between heaven and earth in the capital. And the attic that begins with the word "天" is one of the most upscale places in Furong Garden. It is not only accessible to those with money, but is generally used for
For the use of those who have a strong background and background.
When Shen Qian said this, even Jiang Ziyu couldn't help but look sideways.
The origins and identities of people like Jiang Ziyu are also unusual, but if they were alone, they would not be qualified to book the Tianxiang House in Furong Garden.
After a while, some people were talking and laughing, and Shen Qian was welcomed into the banquet. Then, everyone began to talk and laugh, and mingled with each other.
Shenqian, soon became drunk.
"Drink slower, are you a little drunk?" Jiang Ziyu, who also smelled of alcohol, found an opportunity to laugh and whispered softly next to Shen Qian.
Shen Qian squinted and looked at Jiang Ziyu, "My senior brother said that if you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand in the sky against the moon."
"Then ask your senior brother to come over another day. We can eat the tributes from the Main Hall of Ci'en Temple and have a drink at the same time." Jiang Ziyu said with a big smile.
"My senior brother likes beautiful women to accompany him with wine. If you don't have them here, he won't come." Shen Qian laughed.
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Wuxu flew out of the sea conch and vaguely heard Shen Qian's laughter. He had a backup plan inside Shen Qian's body.
But before Wuxu could taste it carefully, he couldn't move, either physically or spiritually. Because, the sky demon was right in front of him, and there were five figures, all of whom were Tongxuan great monks, condensing rapidly.
I don't know whether it was because I went to Haiyinluo and sincerely took refuge in Guanyin Bodhisattva, or because I just vaguely heard Shenqian's laughter. Wuxu was extremely calm, looked around with a smile, and regarded death as if he were home.
"Wuxu!" Someone suddenly said, "Do you have a magic weapon?"
"Yes." Wuxu replied slowly.
"What is the name of this magic weapon? What is its magical function?" Someone asked sternly across the void.
"This magic weapon was given to the young monk by Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. It is called Haiyin Conch. As for its wonderful use? Even the young monk cannot know it all."
"Did Guanshiyin Bodhisattva give it to you?" a voice sounded, carrying an innumerable and unknown emotion.
Wuxu nodded, "That's true. How can the young monk lie about this? Back then, when the young monk visited the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva's dojo on the Putuo Island in the human world, he received this gift from the Bodhisattva's appearance."
"What is there in this cave?" another person asked.
"Bodhisattva dojo." Wuxu replied respectfully.
Suddenly, someone seemed to be sucking the sound.
After a long time, the pressure of the six paths was gone, and only the sky demon and a monk appeared in front of Wuxu.
The demon did not speak. Instead, the monk clasped his hands and said, "The poor monk Yanpin is the Supreme Elder of the Lianhua Sect."
Wuxu immediately put his palms together and returned the greeting, and asked respectfully, "The young monk has a close relationship with the Lianhua Sect. If the elder has any questions, the young monk will tell you everything he knows."
Wuxu originally thought that he was going to ask about the sea conch, but he didn't know that he was talking about Buddhist scriptures!
When he spoke of the Wonderful Lotus Sutra, there were many things, word by word, the Dharma was diverse, all living beings were suffering, and the method was like flowing clouds and flowing water. Finally, the sound was dense and dense, like a net of Dharma, filled with compassion and tenderness.
Wuxu was too lazy to deal with such mystery, so he only cast spells, sometimes escaping into the sea sound conch, and sometimes flying out of the sea sound conch.
When Na Yanpin saw this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head at the demon before disappearing.
The Heavenly Demon didn't have so many taboos, and said directly to Wuxu, "There will be a big change in the sky outside the sky. We have changed our faces and gathered in Shenjing to cope with this disaster. You have the magic weapon of the cave, so you can avoid it.
. But if you contribute and be used by us, there will naturally be a lot of benefits." After a pause, he said solemnly, "If you don't cooperate, you are our enemy. Even Master Yanpin cannot protect you.
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The Tianyao's tone was extremely serious and solemn, making Wu Xu feel an invisible murderous intention coming over him like a tide.
Wuxu was silent for a moment, then raised his head again, only to see that the sky demon was still in front of him, and his face was still solemn, even with some crazy killing intent!
Wuxu had no choice but to say, "Since there is a destiny, the young monk will naturally contribute his modest efforts."
The sky demon nodded slowly, and before disappearing, he said, "We are treating you like this as a courtesy and show of sincerity. You should take care of yourself and don't break your promise!"
When Wuxu heard this in his heart, he couldn't help being awe-struck, clasped his hands in greeting, and said no more.
After the demon left, Wuxu looked around. The Buddha statues and beads were smashed to the ground, and the sea conch was all alone under the bed.
Wuxu picked up the sea conch with one hand, held it in his palm, and looked at it quietly.
At this point, Wuxu felt a little regretful. He should have put Shen Qian in the sea sound conch earlier and let him practice in the sea sound conch. Then he would come out with a solid foundation. In that case, Shen Qian would not be destroyed.
The sky demon plots, and if Shen Qian had not been plotted by the sky demon and had a change of heart, he would not be so timid on his own, and would not even be able to escape. After all, his current control and use of the sea conch,
It’s different than before.
Suddenly, a wave of waves came from the sea sound conch, which turned out to be a method of how to control the sea sound conch to hide its breath and change its form. Wuxu couldn't help but feel overjoyed in his heart. If he could do this, he would be more powerful in front of those old monsters.
Means of maneuvering.
But this section of the Dharma is obviously just a section, and after Wu Xu understood it, he still had some unfinished ideas.
"Perhaps, I still need to continue to devoutly worship Guanyin Bodhisattva as the deity of the Dharma Realm?" Wu Xu had a clear understanding in his heart and said silently to himself, "Then continue!"
Wuxu put aside these thoughts, offered up the mandala Dharma Realm, and once again wholeheartedly visualized and paid homage to the deity of the Dharma Realm - Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. This sea conch was originally a dojo of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. At this moment, Wuxu was in his own Dharma Realm, worshiping Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva.
Bodhisattva is the deity, and I immediately feel that I
The natural closeness to Haiyinluo led to many inexplicable connections. Then according to the newly learned method, Wuxu ordered the Dharma Realm deity to slowly make his hand seals towards the Haiyinluo outside the Dharma Realm. Then he saw Haiyinluo.
The sound conch then continued to hide its breath and transform into various things.
If the breath is hidden, it will be empty. Even if a great monk crushes the void with his palm, he cannot find it. If it changes form, it will not only be lifelike and extremely hard, but also move slightly, revealing the slightest trace of Buddha's light, and it will change according to the different forms.
It has many magical uses. For example, if it is transformed into Buddhist objects such as alms bowls and wooden fish, it will be slightly moved, and a protective barrier will appear; for example, if it is transformed into lotus flowers, jade pendants and other objects, it will have a hint of sandalwood fragrance, which can calm the mind.
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After comprehending and playing with in this way, Wuxu gave up, turned the conch into a prayer wheel in his hand, and followed the methods he had laid in Shen Qian's body to find it. Soon, he stood there
By the lake, through the blooming lotuses, I looked far away at the god Qian in the pavilion in the center of the lake, who was making friends with everyone and calling him brothers.
Wuxu looked at Shen Qian quietly, as if he was seeing himself when he was young.
Young people don't know the feeling of sorrow, so they forcefully talk about sorrow in order to compose new words.
A young man is used to reading books from saints and sages, but when he goes out he encounters only worldly things.
Young man, with a glass of wine, he can do whatever he wants. How much nostalgia, how much parting, how much disappointment, how much hesitation, how much confusion...
Wuxu did not step forward anymore and looked at these young people quietly.
They come from different places and different classes, drink and have fun together, all based on their feelings and fate.
They despise authority, but worship heroes.
They think they are noble, but they also like dirty jokes that someone pretends to tell casually.
They like to show off carelessly and pretend to be reckless and heroic.
They drank and had meat, laughed and cursed, had no inhibitions, ridiculed everything in reality, and were obsessed with the troubles of reality.
Shen Qian, on the other hand, was among them, laughing and cursing with them, pretending that he knew everything and had experienced everything.
Wuxu could even read in Shen Qian's eyes the disdain and loneliness that could be tolerated because of someone else's occasional vulgar or boring words. He considered himself noble, but he had to speak secular words to others, otherwise he would lose his friends.
Facing that unbearable loneliness.
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Wuxu stood there quietly, watching all this, but his heart was surging.
The prayer wheel spins without wind, and the hazy Buddha's light rises. The divine being not far away is like myself many years ago. All of this is like reincarnation, and it seems to have become my own inner demon.
Wuxu slowly raised the prayer wheel, recited the Buddha's name, stepped on the water, and opened the lotus when he encountered it, and walked towards the pavilion in the center of the lake, intending to absorb the divine potential into the Haiyinluo Dojo.
We also gathered together late at night to pray for the Bodhisattva of the Dharma Realm.
The boy turned out to be my inner demon, and the prayer wheel turned like the wind.