Tianchan Stone Temple, Demon Suppressing Tower and Underground Palace.
The magic weapon monk is sitting cross-legged and carving Buddhist patterns. On the seven-step yellow jade platform of the sutra, his rock-hard face is covered with sweat, and the veins on his forehead are bulging. His left hand is flat on his lap and he is holding the Vajra Root Seal, and his right hand is raised in front of his chest to make the Mingwang Subduing Demon Seal.
, the straight body trembled slightly.
As the monk recited the "Diamond Sutra", the Buddha patterns on the ground and the scriptures shimmered and flickered.
The Buddha's sound resonates in a small space, forming a circle of surging waves, constantly washing over the monk in the middle of the platform.
A cloud of fuzzy black energy swirled around the back of the monk's head, and a twisted face appeared, speaking human words:
"Monk, your Buddha nature is impure, you have a murderous intention, and you have demons in your heart. Stop deceiving yourself and others and struggling. Cooperate with me as soon as possible. You don't have to suffer from this evil spirit that corrodes your soul every day. I have given you enough time. You
You cannot escape the fate of being possessed, and when two old monks in the temple collude with outsiders and beat you to death, it will be too late for you to regret it."
"I...are incompatible with the devil!"
The magic weapon monk opened his bloodshot eyes and roared with hatred.
The demon-suppressing Buddha pattern in the underground palace, the scriptures did not stop running because the magic monk stopped chanting sutras. Outside the demon-suppressing tower, a circle of monks sat cross-legged in the air, with the far and long fads located in the east and west directions, beating wooden fish and chanting
Write the Diamond Sutra for half an hour every day.
"Hey, you are actually possessed by the devil. Otherwise, why wouldn't you dare to accept the magic probe test from two old monks? Why don't you ask them to help you eliminate the devil's energy? You are deceiving yourself, thinking that you can rely on your bullshit brute strength.
, get rid of my entanglement..."
"I...shut up!"
Monk Dharma Bao breathed heavily and drank. Then he closed his eyes again, closed his five senses without hearing or thinking, and continued to recite the sutra.
"As a warrior who cultivates strength, your character and understanding are not your strong points. I gave you an opportunity to practice magic. Why should you ignore it? The Vajra Indestructible Body transformed into the Vajra Heaven Demon Body. The conditions for cultivating demons are unique and you can break through the sixth level.
At your fingertips.
It will take at least a thousand years to ascend to the demon world and join the ranks of powerful masters.
Are you out of your mind? You don’t think about yourself, but you only think about the reputation of the ancient temple. We, the demon cultivators, are not burdened by external things. We can do whatever we want. We can be temporarily submissive when we are weak, and we can be majestic when we are strong. How powerful are we in grabbing as many resources as we can?
It’s only fair…”
The demonic sound of Xu Xu is pervasive, changing patterns and intermittently affecting the magic weapon monk who is fighting against the demonic energy, making him suffer even more.
The torture for half an hour every day, the magic weapon monk doesn't know when it will end?
He did not dare to face the many monks outside who were helping him.
In his eyes, those are all foods that can be devoured to increase strength. As time goes by, the thoughts of devouring become more and more difficult to contain. The ants still cherish their lives, but he will not choose to die with the devil until the last moment.
On the yellow jade platform under the magic weapon monk, there is a trace of evil energy snaking to the bottom, which has penetrated more than ten feet.
Under the underground palace of the Demon Suppression Tower, a withered and withered monster from an unknown age whose demon soul was wiped out was suppressed.
The chains are vertical and horizontal, and the Buddha patterns are like mountains.
After half an hour, the pain and the magic sound disappeared instantly. The magic weapon monk let out a long sigh of relief. After another day, he slowly lay down on the topaz platform, not even wanting to move a finger.
Staring at the darkness above for a long time, the blood in his eyes gradually receded.
All the unwillingness and anger turned into a silent sigh.
He was actually waiting for his senior brothers outside the tower to help him make a decision. If he could not seek death and had no hope of survival, this would be his last practice.
Outside the Demon Suppression Tower, many chanting monks dispersed in silence. Fa Yuan and Fa Dang stayed at the end, looking at each other and communicating, both seeing the other's hesitation, struggle and reluctance.
More than ten years have passed, and no matter how hard it is, some clues will always appear.
"Wait a little longer!"
…
Zhang Wenfeng resumed his normal life of practicing, doing homework, feeding Li Huo, understanding the rules of sword intention and refining bronze lamps. In the evening, he accompanied Yun Qiuhe up and down the mountain gate, and spent an hour or two in the evening reading through the collection of Xianling Temple.
There is a huge collection of books. Look for the classics on the important weapons of the small world and the second spirit.
Zhao Zhuer couldn't resist his verbal "bribery", and had already promised to take Yun Qiuhe and Yue An on a long trip in March next year, and stayed for half a year, saying that they could get along warmly.
For the sensible little junior sister, the viewer verbally gave her another salary increase.
In late autumn, the red leaves on the hills where the Xiangsui Hall is located are like fire.
Zhuang Yu received the invitation from Shi Nanguan Feijian and returned to the sect. After burning incense and worshiping his ancestor, he came to the Xiangsui Hall to pay homage to his master, pay his respects to his master's wife, and presented the treasures he had collected as gifts.
"...In the area around the Demon Suppression Tower of Tianchan Stone Temple, layers of Buddhist formations have been set up. Most of the fourth-level monks from various Buddhist temples in the vast continent are concentrated in Tianchan Stone Temple. It is said that starting from the beginning of the day every day, there will be monks on the three floors inside and three outside.
After reciting the Diamond Sutra for half an hour around the Demon Suppressing Tower, Mr. Lu, Mr. Gu and Qian Yan, a new fifth-level monk from Heming Mountain, have gone to Tianchan Stone Temple three times this year. I don’t know the specific discussions. Starting at the beginning of the year,
The Haohan Cultivator Association has strengthened the monks' garrison near Tianchan Stone Temple and arranged many formations."
Zhuang Yu briefly talked about the spy information that he spent a lot of effort to collect and organize.
Zhang Wenfeng flipped through the thick file, which contained detailed information, including the deployment of personnel of the vast cultivators, etc. He stared at the dazzling words on one page, "The magic weapon monk is suspected of being possessed by a demon." After a long time, he continued
flip.
"My disciple has collected two items that were used by the magic weapon monk before, an old futon and a rough bowl. Master, if you think they are useful, please keep them. If they are of no use, I will take them away."
Zhuang Yu knew some fortune teller skills, took out a small bag and said with a shy smile.
Zhang Wenfeng had already finished flipping through the book, took the bag and said with a smile: "You are still thinking carefully, I will ask an expert to do the math. You are in a dangerous place, pay attention to your own safety, if anything big happens, stay away from Tianchan as soon as possible
Stone Temple, don’t stop there.”
"Disciple understands, Master, don't worry."
The two discussed behind closed doors for more than an hour. Zhuang Yu had an amulet on his waist that was hand-drawn by his master and resigned.
Zhang Wenfeng paced the hall thoughtfully. After a long while, he sent a Feijian summons to Mr. You who was wandering somewhere, asking him to come back and calculate the life and death of Monk Algorithm. He also sent a message to Rong Shuzhi, Yang Shuilan, Taoist Supervisor and
Zhou Fushi of Lingbao Temple sent out separate messages to share the information collected by Zhuang Yu so that he could make early preparations.
Don't let the devil cause trouble and sneak into the Eastern Continent before you know it.
He is considering looking for Zhu'er later and traveling far away in recent years. He can avoid the vast continent for the time being. He can go to the Western Continent, Nanyuan Continent, and then go around to the Tianqian Continent from the south, waiting for the matter of Tianchan Stone Temple to be settled.
, it’s never too late to go.
Fang Bailan was so famous that he could intimidate monks from five continents, but it was a pity that he only had one powerful sword left to attack.
Zhao Zhuer used a sword near Tuofeng Mountain that time, which made her feel bad. Even now, she still occasionally asks him for compensation and a raise in salary.
You Mengchang returned quickly, floated into the hall, showed his figure, and sat down on a chair.
"What's the urgent matter for me?"
Zhang Wenfeng handed the dossier to the old man and briefly told the story.
After flipping through the book quickly, You Mengchang picked up the pouch and said with emotion: "No wonder I've been feeling something in recent days. I feel that a disaster is approaching and will affect me, but I can't find the source. It turns out that the disaster is far away in the vast continent.
."
These days, he has been running around the eastern continent, but he has found nothing.
With a wave of his hand, a dense fog was placed in the corner of the hall. He said "Wait a moment" and escaped into the fog.
Zhang Wenfeng prepared a pot of tea.
You Lao had finished calculating and walked out of the mist. He said with doubts on his face: "It's strange that a demon has been born in the vast continent within ten years. There are signs, but I can't calculate the life and death of the magic weapon monk. That guy is a huge
variable."
"Variable? Is he not possessed?"
"Can't figure it out, unless..."
You Mengchang lazily spread out on the chair. Unless they rush to the vast continent now, he doesn't want to join in the fun. He said: "We'd better be wise and protect ourselves. Let others wade in the muddy water in the early stage and let them wear out. We
Finally, I’ll pick up the bargain and clean up the mess.”
Many people will die. Every time a demon is born, it is a catastrophe.
The impermanence of heaven is no joke.
Zhang Wenfeng did not respond, but asked thoughtfully: "Can you figure out when and where the devil was born?"
"Can't figure it out."
You Mengchang simply dismissed it with three words.
Now that he knows that a demon has been born in the vast continent, he doesn't panic in his heart. How can he be so careful about consuming his soul power and risking being struck by lightning if he reveals the secret?