Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters Buddha's voice fights death
"Oh, Master Xiong is... what, Master Xiong? That damn fat cat monster that deserves to go to the eighteenth level of hell? I want to crush its balls with my own hands!"
Kanna turned back abruptly, with a ferocious expression on his face, and gritted his teeth.
However, he quickly reacted, put his hand to his mouth, coughed twice, and returned to his dignified appearance as a Buddhist monk.
"Amitabha, you are so good. I lost my composure and made the two donors laugh. Ahem... In fact, Mr. Xiong, this cat demon, is not bad in nature. It's just a little, a little bit..."
Before he finished speaking, Shenxu smiled awkwardly, showing a "Senior brother, I understand you" expression. The two of them walked into the Guanyin Temple together.
Gu Jianyang was speechless for a while, with a black line on his head.
He murmured to himself: "It seems that Uncle Xiong's reputation has become so bad that it has exceeded the limit of my imagination."
Walking into the Guanyin Temple, the main hall is very spacious. A huge statue of Guanyin stands in the hall, with a solemn appearance and a compassionate face.
As for the floor of the main hall, there are some futons, which are already filled with monks with their hands folded.
Each one is covered in golden light, with Buddhist chants and Sanskrit chants resounding within his body, exuding a solemn and grand aura.
Obviously, the strong Buddhists from Mount Duputuo!
They are the bosses of various Buddhist temples and pagodas. Just like the elders at Daomen Longhu Mountain...
"Donor Fu Yang, the evening class is about to begin. You can come forward and sit cross-legged. Listen to the Buddha's voice, comprehend and cultivate your mind. Perhaps it will be helpful to weaken or eliminate your death energy."
Kanna nodded towards him and pointed to a futon surrounded by monks.
Fu Yang responded to him with a Taoist etiquette and said, "Well, thank you, Abbot Kanna."
With that said, he walked forward and sat cross-legged on the futon.
At this moment, the death aura on Fu Yang's body became even stronger.
The originally gray hair and eyes have turned completely gray at this time. And there is a trend of changing to gray and black!
Sitting cross-legged among a group of Buddhist monks covered in golden light, the picture looks very strange and the contrast is very strong.
Shenxu also walked into the crowd, sat down on a futon not too far away from Fu Yang, clasped his hands together, and slowly closed his eyes.
Kanna sat cross-legged on the futon at the top, under the statue of Guanyin. He glanced at the monks and said, "Brothers, today's evening class is to recite the "Chunti Meditation Mantra". Sincerely
Worship the Buddha and gain great freedom!"
"Worship the Buddha sincerely and gain great freedom!"
These abbots, abbots, and pagoda owners all chanted along.
Gu Jianyang was listening nearby and felt very uncomfortable.
After all, his cultivation level is not high yet, and his Taoist heart is not stable. If he is not careful, he may be confused by the ideas of other sects. So he quickly cheered up, silently recited the Three Purities in his heart, and at the same time spread the power of psychic all over his body.
"Ji Shou took refuge in Emperor Su Xi and bowed with his head and face to Qi Ju Hao. I now praise Mahazhunti and only hope for his mercy and protection. Na Wu Sa Duo Nan, Sanliu San Bodhisattva..."
Suddenly, the entire main hall of Guanyin Temple was filled with Buddhist chants and chants. Along with the soft golden light flowing freely, there were also lotus petals falling in the void, and flying phantoms emerging.
It is indeed a beautiful Buddhist scene!
Follow the recitation of this "Zhunti Meditation Mantra".
Fu Yang was entrenched among them, feeling calm and peaceful. He seemed to have been partially comforted by the pain in his heart caused by Wei Ke being taken away by the sea monster.
The sorrow and depression of the past two days seem to be slowly loosening in my chest...
It can be seen that Buddhism is indeed better than Taoism in the mysterious cultivation of the mind!
Of course, this does not mean that Buddhism is better than Taoism. In fact, Taoism has more advantages in terms of the diversity and power of spells, as well as the connection with the way of heaven.
It can be seen from the fact that the three giants in the supernatural world who have zero group checks and balances all belong to the Taoist sect.
After all, the Taoist sect is powerful!
It's just that there are specialties in the art.
Once the human heart falls into a miserable cycle of death, this weird "death energy" will be born. Buddhist methods are indeed more effective.
What's more, time waits for no one, and there are no Taoist sects nearby. Originally, the East China area, except for the Ling Group, was the territory of Mount Putuo...
Otherwise, Fu Yang himself would of course prefer to go to Longhu Mountain or Maoshan for help.
Back to business.
But it was said that Fu Yang was surrounded by the "Zhunti Calming Mantra", and the extremely rich death energy in his body seemed to be attracted. It radiated out from his body rapidly!
The original gray death energy was most concentrated in his eyes and hair. The rest was only vaguely attached to the surface of Fu Yang's body.
Now that I was stimulated by this Buddhist mantra, I was surging and trying my best to drill out!
Hooray, hooray!
A large mass of gray dead air, like a miniature tornado, surrounded Fu Yang's body and swept out in a funnel shape from bottom to top.
For a moment, the entire Mahavira Palace looked miserable, and an aura that made people shed tears of sadness and that life was worse than death filled the air.
This is death!
Although it cannot be said to be evil, it is a kind of mysterious negative energy. It is pervasive and directly affects people's soul, mind and thoughts, making it difficult to resist.
"Amitabha, the sea of suffering is boundless, and you can only turn back to the shore. The world is a sea of suffering, and many of the sufferings in it are natural. Why bother to be determined about life and death?"
Kanna sighed.
At the same time, the voices of the monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name became even louder.
Waves of golden Buddha light swept towards Fu Yang like a tide. It wrapped around the gray mass of death and started to tremble with it. It was very magical and magnificent.
Because whether it is death energy or Buddha light, they are all illusory things.
Now the fight between the two has turned into reality, and the scene is very shocking.
Sizzling...
A sound like the sound of a boiling oil pan resounded in the void. The gray death energy, entangled by the golden Buddha light, immediately canceled each other out. The two phases disappeared.
However, the death energy in Fu Yang's body was constantly flowing out, frantically burrowing out from every pore on his skin, and then blending into the whirlpool of death energy like a miniature tornado.
"Oh, this death energy is so strong. It seems that the incident of Wei Ke being snatched away by the sea monster this time really shocked my soul. If I were stronger, how could such a thing happen?"
Fu Yang still felt an inexplicable feeling of self-blame and guilt in his heart.
As soon as this feeling of guilt appeared, the gray death aura immediately became more intense. It actually whirled around, trying to bounce away all the golden Buddha light approaching from all around.
When the monks saw this, they immediately increased their intensity in chanting sutras.
At first, they were just doing evening classes and doing the daily routine of chanting sutras and chanting Buddha. Now, they have a bit of a competitive mind. They must want to get rid of this dead energy! (Second update)