Along with Sanskrit chanting, a piece of golden light once again enveloped the black mist that enveloped Wuxu. From a distance, it looked like a black mass that was constantly squirming in a golden round shell.
Seeing this scene, the old monster closed his eyes and sat in the dazzling golden light pouring out from under his seat. He clasped his hands and kept chanting scriptures. Black smoke rose from his body, as if there was something evil inside his body that was being destroyed by the golden light.
Driven out. Gradually, the strips on his face were like ridges like scars. They calmed down and his face became smooth. Then the whole person, exposed to the golden light, became more and more otherworldly, looking like a king.
Bad, the solemn appearance of an enlightened monk.
Contrary to Wuxu, outside the golden halo, there is a dark round shell; however, this black shell does not seem to be able to completely isolate the golden light, but can barely restrain the golden light that wants to be emitted from all directions within a certain range.
From a distance, it seemed as if a golden spiritual beast was about to break out of the seal.
Wuxu was in the Dharma Realm and recited the "Buddha's Infinite Life Sutra". The black evil spirits that were taken into the Dharma Realm circled around the body of Wuxu's spiritual consciousness, and then gradually turned into a faint green air and merged into the body of the Dharma Realm.
The green aura lingering around the Buddha's head on the niche in the Buddhist hall. When the black evil aura surrounding him dissipated, he suddenly felt that there was endless golden light, mixed with the faint sound of dragon roars, breaking into the Dharma Realm.
These rays of golden light were so overbearing that Wuxu felt that his body of spiritual consciousness was hot, as if he were inside the sun, and his Dharma Realm Buddha Hall seemed to be slowly melting. Wuxu changed various mudras and recited "Prajnaparamita" all over
The Tantric Heart Sutra, the Prajnaparamita Diamond Sutra, and the Buddha's Infinite Life Sutra can only weaken the damage caused by this golden light, but they cannot completely resist it.
After a while, the old monster over there, now a solemn old monk, couldn't help but hum, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that Wuxu was still struggling to support himself in the golden halo, and he was suddenly shocked.
Surprised. I couldn't help roaring, popping out a jade bottle, opening the cork, and suddenly countless ferocious souls of injustice emerged from the jade bottle. When I saw them, I opened my mouth and shouted softly, "Amitabha, I will never become a Buddha until hell is empty!" After drinking,
Opening his mouth wide, the countless innocent souls emerging from the jade bottle turned into a stream of black air and were sucked into his body. The old monster's face suddenly changed, as if countless people who had died tragically and in vain had all kinds of unwilling and resentful expressions on his face.
One by one, illusions appear.
On this side of the room, Wuxu was already in a trance. He just instinctively moved to the mural on the left side and silently recited the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" over and over again, hoping to get Master Guanyin's approval like last time.
The blessing caused the blue sea and clear waves in the mural to appear, dissolving the domineering and hot golden light. But it was useless!
Seeing that the Dharma Realm Buddhist Hall seemed to be about to melt, Wuxu had no choice but to use the most primitive method, learning the method of refining the Dharma Realm that Mo En had used back then, and using up all his spiritual consciousness and magic power, he used the remaining Sumeru Precepts to be used by many real lamas of that day.
The magical instruments are taken into the Dharma Realm one by one, pulling the golden light, and taking the opportunity to refine them one by one, in an attempt to strengthen the Dharma Realm Buddhist Hall. In this way, it may be possible to delay for a while.
At this time, after devouring countless wronged souls, the old monster used evil spells and shot out black evil spirits with both hands, dispelling the golden light around his body one by one. The whole person returned to his usual thin and withered appearance with scars on his face.
Then, sitting there, staring at Wuxu who was struggling in the gradually shrinking golden aperture, he said viciously, "It turns out he is a lama who has cultivated beyond the Dharma Realm! Hehe, it's a pity that his cultivation is not enough, but he is going to die in front of his own ancestor.
In the golden light of the Great Sun Tathagata! Hehehehe, hahaha!"
On Wuxu's side, each magical weapon touched the golden light and instantly turned into liquids of various colors, and some turned into air currents of various colors, floating in the Buddhist hall of the Dharma Realm. Looking at this scene, Wuxu couldn't help but despair.
, the golden light almost ignores the magic of the Mandala Dharma Realm. Is it a higher level of the same source of Dharma? According to the scriptures I read in the Sutra Pavilion of Tianyuan Yansheng Temple, this golden light is very much like the Great Sun Tathagata of Lamaism.
Golden light. Unexpectedly, I reversed the world and destroyed Moen that day, but today I will still die at the hands of the Lamaism. Anyway, if I die, I will die. I will put my palms together and smile and pass away. I was thinking wildly, but I heard
There was a soft sound, and the round jade plate that Qiangba Muller was rejoicing in Xiaoxue Mountain that day suddenly grew bigger, and the golden light was seen pouring around the jade plate; the jade plate rose and fell in the golden light, and soon there was
The scenes of the Great Sun Tathagata and the Bodhisattvas and the Nine Vajras of the Vajra emerged one by one. The golden light then circulated around the jade plate in an extremely mysterious form. Finally, the golden light disappeared and dissipated. The round jade plate slowly
It fell slowly to the floor of the Buddhist hall.
When Wuxu saw this, he was neither happy nor sad. He was about to get up to get the disk and inspect it. However, he felt a strong murderous intention coming towards him. He hurriedly struggled to control the Dharma Realm and wanted to escape. However, he saw a burst of murderous intent in the Dharma Realm Buddhist Hall.
Shaking violently, the spiritual consciousness was about to collapse. It turned out to be the old monster guarding this cave. Seeing that Wuxu was still "living on", he immediately reversed the Vajra Body Technique. His right palm was like a knife, and he slashed out a huge black knife, fiercely
It slashed at Wuxu fiercely. Wuxu had no time to grunt, endured the pain in his spiritual consciousness and body, humbly clasped his palms together, bent his two thumbs together, inserted them into his palms, and formed the Void Hidden Mudra, using the power of this old monster's attack
The impact caused it to fly out quickly.
When the old monster saw Wuxu flying away, he shook his hands and saw outside the cave, the diffuse black barrier under the cliff behind Pojun Mountain. It shrank rapidly and squeezed towards Wuxu. But Wuxu was not afraid of this.
For those with black obstructions, let go of the Dharma Realm and let them flow in. Just sit in the Dharma Realm Buddhist Hall and recite the "Buddha Speaks of Infinite Life Sutra".
When the old monster saw that the black barrier outside was almost completely captured by Wuxu, he couldn't help shouting in anger. He really didn't dare to get up and leave! He had to give up the pursuit, and painfully took out the jade bottle just now, and released some
The wronged soul waved his palms and turned it into a ball of black mist. The cliff valley behind Pojun Mountain once again became poisonous and gloomy, blocking out the sun.
Wuxu offered sacrifices to the Dharma Realm, hid his handprints in the void, hid his figure, and flew back to the temporary cave he had dug ten days ago. Then, struggling, he recited the "Buddha Speaks of Infinite Life Sutra" several times, and collected the people who poured into the Dharma Realm Buddhist Hall.
After all the wronged souls were saved, they could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.
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In the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, in a majestic temple, Qiangba Muller was sitting in the upper position in the main hall, holding a seal with one hand, facing the many lamas sitting there, talking about the cycle of cause and effect, the six paths of reincarnation, but suddenly his brows raised.
Wrinkled, his fingers moved slightly; there were disciples under the seat who respectfully asked each other, but Qiang Ba Mule shook his head and said nothing.
On that day, in the Yuan Yansheng Temple, out of the pagoda forest in the backyard, Pasiba, who was leading Duoji, Zhuo Da and others to burn incense around the pagoda one by one, suddenly stood up and looked in the direction of the Tenglong Hall of the Yuan Dynasty Palace, and saw Dadu again.
There was silence, and no great monk broke through the air. He pondered for a moment, took off a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and handed it to Duoji, "Just take this Great Sun Tathagata Secret Meeting Bead and go to Pojun Mountain. No matter what,
You can only check in secret, no traces are allowed, let alone take action." Duoji bowed forward, took the Dragon Hidden Pearl with both hands, took a few steps back, then turned around and took off into the air, disappearing into the clouds and mist.
Yueshu Pavilion, a separate courtyard, is locked in broad daylight, and the doors and windows of the master bedroom inside are also closed. But inside, there are four incense burners as high as one person, placed in the four corners of the room.
Unknown medicinal materials were burned in it, which not only made the room smell like early summer, but also had a strong aroma constantly wafting out. Four or five women in luxurious clothes were laughing and drinking in front of an Eight Immortals table. One of them,
Men dressed up, dancing with jade fans, looking and looking, with a hint of enchantment in their reserve, talking and laughing, with a hint of frivolity in their humor, coaxing the remaining beauties into bursts of charming laughter.
Eyes connected. It was Guo Min.
Suddenly, Guo Min turned around and took out a jade plaque. He saw a red dot flashing in the south, and his expression suddenly changed. He paused, then turned around again, smiling as usual, but secretly playing with his fingers on his left hand. After a moment,
All the women in the room said shyly, "Why is it so hot and why does it smell so good?" As they spoke, they all blushed and took off their coats. Then Guo Min turned her beautiful eyes and said with a smile, "Sisters,
Then let's rest for a while." After saying that, he turned around and waved his long sleeves, and sent a group of drowsy women to the fragrant bed in the room. When the bed curtains fell, Guo Min turned around, opened the window, and stepped away.
go.
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But when the old monster saw Wuxu escaping, he ordered Han Shangshu to come after him. The Han Shangshu held a black bead and soon flew to the door of the cave where Wuxu was hiding. After feeling melancholy, he gritted his teeth.
He broke in. When he saw Wuxu unconscious on the ground, he sighed, "In these decades, you are the only one who can escape from the clutches of that old monster. But why don't you run farther away?
So easy to find? In this case, you can't blame me for killing you." After saying that, he raised the green wooden staff in his hand and killed Wuxu.
But he heard a cold snort, and then a long "buzz", and Han Shangshu felt that the murderous aura of a real monk froze him. Then, he saw a monk wearing purple robes with an angry face.
The thin lama stood next to Wuxu and looked at him coldly. After that, he felt dizzy. He inexplicably arrived in a temple, and transformed into a camphor tree in the form of his own body, sinking deeply into the temple.
In a place of mud, I couldn't move or speak. After that, I heard the sound of the six-character Great Ming Mantra again, and it turned into white lotus flowers and floated out of the temple.
But at this moment, under the cliff at the back of Pojun Mountain, in the cave at the bottom of the black barrier valley, there was a graceful masked woman standing in front of the slightly panting old monster. After listening to this thin and ferocious monster, the woman
After the old monk told the story, he frowned slightly and said, "This person is Master Huiming under Pasiba of the Lama Sect, a monk in the Dharma Realm. Uncle Ascetic, if you provoke this person, the Lama Sect will probably not stop. Sooner or later, we will find out here."
The old monk, whose face was covered with scars, laughed and said, "He is just a lama who has cultivated the Dharma Realm. He was seriously injured by his uncle just now. At this moment, his uncle has sent people to chase him, and he can't escape even if he counts. Amin
, you don’t have to worry.” As soon as he finished speaking, his expression changed, “My Grudge Bead was destroyed by someone.”
The woman named Xiao Min turned around and seemed to be secretly relieved. She turned her back to him and said, "Today there was such a commotion, which caused the dragon vein restriction to move. It must be that Ba Si Ba, Qiang Ba Mule and other real spirits
Monk, you have already gained insight." He paused and then said, "For this purpose, we don't have to worry about the lama's life or death. How to cover up the actions here is the most important thing!"
The old monster who was called the ascetic uncle lowered his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Uncle Master has his own clever plan. These lamas used many sinister methods to seal the dragon veins. As a Buddhist monk, Uncle Master,
What's wrong with accidentally noticing the evil spirit leaking out here?"
The woman thought for a while and said, "In this case, Xiao Min needs to go out in person and protect the uncle in front of those lamas." The old monster smiled and said, "You are so weird.
The ghost girl comes out and makes sure that the lamas are confused and confused! Hehe." The woman said coquettishly, "Uncle, don't talk nonsense." After that, she flew out amidst the old monster's hey.
After reaching the cliff, the woman took off her face scarf and watched the black barrier below quickly dissipate, followed by a faint golden light. Then with an inexplicable expression, she walked to the mountain wall and used her nails as a pen.
"Guo Min came here alone."
Then, he started another line, below "Here for a trip", while swiping lightly, he whispered,
"I don't know what night it is"
As the saying goes
Wandering into a cave to do asceticism by mistake, I don’t know what to use as a seal.
Duojiming cursed to photograph camphor wood, Guo Min's nails were inscribed with feelings.