For more than ten years, Tu Kun followed the advice of the temple master and went to the Taoist temple to meditate during morning and evening classes.
The incense filled the air, slowly letting him hear some unusual calmness. In recent years, he had changed into earthen robes, holding a golden whisk in his hand, and his wretched appearance became more fairy-like. He often went to Jingyi He ran to the hall and took the little fat man Shi Nanguan to teach him the scriptures.
I heard the temple master say that Shi Nanguan’s deep study of the profound meanings of scriptures ranks among the top five in the Eastern Continent.
Tu Kun comforted the hostess, flicked the dust, stepped out, passed through the mountain col shrouded in white mist all year round, and entered the entrance of the cave. However, the dim light inside the cave was as dark as swords, so he did not dare to rush in recklessly. He observed carefully for a while and guessed that the cold light blocking his path was the magical power of the small heaven and earth represented by the bronze lamp made by the temple leader, because he was familiar with certain auras.
Without the response and permission of the temple owner, he may disturb the temple owner's ritual by walking in.
Turning around and walking out of the cave, Tu Kun reassured Yun Qiuhe that the master was refining treasures in the cave and nothing would happen. He reassured Yun Qiuhe and sent the woman away who was in an improved mood.
Tu Kun waited for a while, looked to the right, and asked: "What's going on with the temple master? I wonder if fellow Taoists have any advice?"
In the mist of the mountain col, a blurry figure of Youmeng Chang appeared, and he said slowly: "It's impossible to talk about seeing a teacher. I traveled out for nearly ten years and only returned to the mountain gate for more than half a month. According to what I observed near the cave these days, Zhang Guan presided over the ritual practice. There seems to be some trouble with Little Heaven and Earth Heavy Weapon."
He tried several times to explore the dark light and cold air, but realized the danger and did not dare to take the risk alone.
Today, I deliberately showed my aura and alarmed Tu Kun. Only Tu Kun, the Taoist priest, could discuss it, and he was strong enough.
"Oh, how do you say this?"
Tu Kun asked tepidly. He also noticed that the array the master made at the entrance of the cave did not seem to be a sign of freedom. It was too dull and lacked spirituality. He sent Yun Qiuhe back and thought about it slowly. There was no way, but the old man Mengmei showed up on his own initiative, which further confirmed his guess.
"I went to the underworld with Guanzhu Zhang. Before he returned to the Yang world, he met Lord Cui of the fifth palace. He once mentioned to me that the bronze lamp currently being sacrificed is the underworld treasure used by Lord Cui back then."
You Mengchang first talked about the antecedents and then continued: "Zhang Guanzhu has a special nature. He can use the underworld treasure, but he is still a living monk. The way he cultivates is inconsistent with this important bronze lamp. Once he is immersed in it, The 'ghost path' will inevitably go astray without realizing it. With Zhang Guanzhu's wisdom, he will be able to get out of it sooner or later, and may even gain some different rewards, but time cannot be wasted."
His own breakthrough is closely related to Taoist Zhang's advancement in cultivation.
It was originally a rare opportunity to immerse oneself in the small world and observe the evolution of ghosts. However, "enlightenment occurs in the blink of an eye", and the lower world has the disadvantages of ebb and flow of spiritual energy. If you miss the time, it will be too late.
Tu Kun looked at the Mengmei old man who was thinking behind the scenes and asked directly: "What should we do?"
"Simple. You arrange for a few disciples who are successful in cultivating mind power to meditate and chant sutras outside the cave. For an hour every morning, they use water milling skills to summon Zhang Guanzhu who is trapped in it. Maybe in three to five years, he can be awakened."
You Meng Chang is involved in all kinds of skills, but he can't chant sutras.
There are specialties in the arts, but he does not believe in Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, or witchcraft. Reading a lot of scriptures is useless.
Tu Kun took out the yellow talisman and was about to send it to Shi Nanguan of Jingyi Hall. All the talents who had cultivated telekinesis gathered in Jingyi Hall. He suddenly stopped and asked: "Their chanting and summoning will not trigger a subconscious counterattack from the master."
Bar?"
He must ensure the safety of the Jingyi Hall monks.
Twenty years ago, he would not have thought this way, but now he has considered it thoroughly.
"I'm here with you, right? If the monastery master subconsciously counterattacks and uses heavy weapons to attack the chanting monks, we will take action in advance to protect them and move them away."
You Mengchang didn't take it seriously and said casually.
Tu Kun nodded and sent out two summonses. In the next few years, he would have to listen to his disciples chanting sutras in the cave.
He has seen many ups and downs on the path of spiritual practice. It is not surprising that the master of the temple will step on a pit.
Not long after, the mountain chief and Shi Nanguan, who was leading several monks with profound telepathy, arrived. Tu Kun briefed them on the matter via a message transmission, discussed it for a while, and then arranged for six people to be arranged in a semicircle around the edge of the cave entrance.
Shi Nanguan selected the content of the sutra and began to chant it. Later, he took turns chanting sutras here.
You Mengchang hid on the side, watching the Earth Protector setting up the sound-proof formation in the mist. He was a little hesitant. After a long time, paper could not contain the fire.
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Bronze lamp, inside the Hall of Zhenhun.
Judge Zhang was wearing a bright red judge's robe and official hat, sitting upright on an official chair, holding a "life and death book" in his left hand and a "judge pen" in his right hand. With a cold face, he read out the evil deeds of the kid kneeling below. When the ink pen fell, he made a decision.
The life and death of the offending kid.
The small world that evolved in the Hall of Souls became wider and wider, the River Styx appeared, and there were more and more ghosts and shadows.
Judge Zhang is busy concluding cases every day and taking great pains to solve problems. The color of his official robe and the bronze fish pattern talisman on his desk are getting darker and darker.
He occasionally heard the annoying sound of scriptures, vaguely, buzzing in his ears like flies.
The noise made him upset, and he waved his right hand to drive away.
Don't disturb his interest!
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Whenever this happens, a wave of cold light will erupt in the cave, mixed with countless fragments of sword energy, roaring towards the outside of the cave, and the attack will be sudden and violent.
The Earth Protector, who never dared to relax at all times, immediately took action together with You Mengchang. One used earth techniques to resist a little to buy time, while the other had already rolled out the six monks sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave to prevent them from being hurt by the attack.
The two of them cooperated tacitly and secretly, and in the past three years, there has never been a mistake.
"The Guanzhu's attacks are becoming more and more difficult to deal with. Why don't you wake up?"
Tu Kun avoided the attack of the Nether Light Sword Qi and transmitted the message.
"Their chanting of sutras is still effective, and it has attracted the impatient attack of the temple master. If they persist for a few more years, maybe one day the temple master will completely wake up from his enlightenment and no longer be affected by this important weapon in this small world."
You Mengchang explained.
That bronze lamp is worthy of being a secret treasure used by Mr. Cui Fu. It is difficult to refine and control.
While the two were discussing, Shi Nanguan led the cold-looking Shui Qingru to fly over and stopped outside the mist of the mountain col. He said: "Qingru returned from Nanyuan Continent. I heard that the master of the temple has fallen into a certain state and needs to chant sutras."
Way to wake up, she wants to try it."
So many people took turns to appear in the back mountain and stayed there for three years. There were many smart and clever people in the sect. They probably guessed that it was related to the Guanzhu who had not shown up for a long time.
Protector Tu did not refuse, and handed Shui Qingru an array weapon, saying: "Now is the right time, the temple master has just launched a wave of attacks. When it is safest, you can go and try chanting sutras."
Shui Qingru put the array device into her sleeves and asked the thunder beast following her feet to wait for her outside. She flew to the edge of the cave entrance in the mist. After a moment of silence, she moved her lips slightly and recited the ""
"The Secret of Purifying the Heart":
"The pure heart is like water, and pure water is the heart. There is no breeze, no waves, no waves. Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, whistling and playing the piano... Freshness cures the root cause, straight path to seek life, the highest nature is perfect, the road is perfect!"
Tu Kun was secretly surprised. The female warrior who was a good fighter was hiding her secrets.
This mental attainment would have been impossible without fifty years of practice. Although there was no sound coming out, waves of highly penetrating invisible mental power had seeped into the front, blocking the cold light, like a wave thrown on the surface of a calm lake.
The stones that came in sank straight down.
Glancing at Shi Nanguan, who had a slightly surprised look on his face, he saw that the boy had also misjudged him.