Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 292 Words

Liu Qinghuan had some inexplicable feelings, sighed in his heart, and asked Tan Erzhuang: "How far is this from the Zhao Palace?"

"It's not far away. Going forward is Wuya Ridge, and beyond that is the mass grave, the place where we died." Tan Erzhuang said: "I sneaked over there to see it, and the people wandering around Wuya Ridge now are not ordinary people like us. They are not soldiers, but those who have practiced evil methods."

Liu Qinghuan remained silent.

"My lord, can I go?" Tan Erzhuang asked cautiously, his eyes slipping away from the little monk next to him.

Liu Qinghuan also looked at the little monk.

Under the torture stick, it is impossible for Tan Erzhuang to lie. He was just a poor mortal soldier, but he died tragically here and could not live in peace.Then he said: "Master, do you want to give them salvation?"

The little monk blinked and nodded cautiously.

"In this way, will they be able to enter reincarnation?"

The other party nodded again.

Liu Qinghuan said to Tan Erzhuang: "You heard it too. You have been dead for a long time, but your soul has been imprisoned here. If you are attacked by the resentment and hostility here all the year round, you will turn into a complete ghost one day soon. Would you like to Have you become a mindless ghost? You are sober now, and you can make your own choices."

Tan Erzhuang showed fear and struggle, and turned to the little monk: "Master, can I really be reincarnated as a human being?"

The little monk thought for a while, took out a wooden sign from his arms, drew on it with his fingertips glowing with spiritual light, and then held it up for Tan Erzhuang to see.

Unexpectedly, Tan Erzhuang looked bewildered, and murmured: "I, I don't know how to read."

Liu Qinghuan was sweating profusely, and replied on her behalf: "He said yes."

The little monk seemed to think of something again, took back the wooden sign and wrote a few times, Liu Qinghuan read the words on it: "Salvation is painless, it will only eliminate all the evils in your body. Then you can enter reincarnation, no longer suffer Today's suffering."

After hesitating and thinking for a long time, Tan Erzhuang finally made up his mind to accept the transcendence, but he had a final request: "My lord, it seems that I can't wait to see Zhao Wu's final end. Now he occupies the original palace, and he will replace the past All the brothers who have practiced that harmful technique are taken under their command, so now there is a ghost army. If your lord wants to go there, please avenge our brothers and beat Zhao Wu to death forever!"

Well, another request has been received.

Liu Qinghuan rubbed the center of her eyebrows, and said helplessly, "I will do my best."

Finally, the little monk raised his Zen stick, and a clear light enveloped Tan Erzhuang and all the ghosts of the soldiers.

Liu Qinghuan didn't leave immediately, but wanted to see how the little monk would behave.Speech is an extremely mysterious and profound spell, very rare.

A futon appeared under the little monk, and he sat cross-legged, laying his Zen stick flat on his lap.This time he didn't say the word "extended salvation", but started to chant scriptures.

Following the Buddha's voice, the bodies of the ghosts gradually faded away in the Buddha's light.Those soldiers finally regained their sanity, looked at each other, hugged each other shoulder to shoulder, with relieved and relieved smiles on their faces.

After doing this, the sky was getting brighter, and Liu Qinghuan said goodbye to the little monk, and continued to fly to Wuya Ridge.

Tan Erzhuang said that Crow Ridge is not far away, and the mountains ahead are getting higher and higher.

After flying for a while, he turned around: "Why are you following me?"

The little monk who had been following him flew over quickly, with a big smile on his face, holding a wooden sign.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the wooden sign, which said: I'm going to Crow Ridge too, so happy, let's go together.

The little monk tapped the wooden sign, and a large string of words appeared: My name is Jingjue, what's your name?
Liu Qinghuan was speechless, and wanted to reject him like she rejected sisters surnamed Yue, but seeing the pure smile on his face, she couldn't say for some reason: "My name is Liu Qinghuan."

It was only after I finished speaking that I realized that what I said was my real name!
He glanced at Jing Jue, and the other party happily raised his card again: "Benefactor Liu, your stick is so powerful, can you lend me a look?"
This was the first time Liu Qinghuan met someone asking him to borrow a magic weapon, and this little monk really didn't know how to be polite.And it may be that he can't open his mouth to speak casually, so he seems a bit talkative and frequently raises wooden signs.

Liu Qinghuan took out the ghost-shaping stick and handed it to him. After reading it over and over again, he said, "What are the characters next to these rain ghosts? There are so many, I don't even know them."

(For the convenience of writing, the process of holding the wooden sign is omitted, and it is directly replaced by speaking.)
Liu Qinghuan explained: "It's a Taoist rune, and the front is engraved with the words 'Killing Evil and Exterminating Witches, Executing Torture and Torturing Ghosts'. This is a Taoist magic weapon to torture ghosts."

Jing Jue looked at it for a while before returning it to him. Liu Qinghuan asked tentatively: "Who taught you your speech skills? Isn't this a spell that only eminent monks can practice?"

Jingjue said calmly: "I was born like this."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him in astonishment, it turned out to be a talent!

"Then you can't say the usual words?"

Although Jing Jue had no expression on her face, she still showed a hint of unhappiness: "You can say it, but I am afraid of making a mistake, so I dare not say it. When I was young, no one dared to play with me, and bad things happened to me. They all thought I was It's terrible, my parents don't want me anymore. But then Master picked me up, treated me very well, and even taught me how to practice..."

Jing Jue held up the wooden sign and showed a big smile.

Liu Qinghuan pursed her lips, didn't look at the wooden sign, and thought for a while before asking, "Have you lived in the mountains and rarely seen people?"

Jing Jue looked at him with clear eyes: "How do you know?"

Liu Qinghuan endured it, but seeing his inexperienced and naive appearance, she couldn't help admonishing him: "In the future, don't reveal your background and details to strangers casually, and be on guard, because you don't know the other party Is it good or bad……"

Jing Jue interrupted him holding a wooden sign: "Are you a bad person?"

Liu Qinghuan was a little embarrassed, touched her nose: "I'm not all..."

Jing Jue's eyes sparkled: "I knew you were not a bad person! Master said that my spiritual sense is the most accurate, and I can tell the good from the bad at a glance. I won't get close to bad people, they are all dirty."

Aura?

What does dirty mean?
Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully: "But sometimes people can't tell the good from the bad. Everyone has their own considerations and calculations. Maybe he doesn't have any malicious intentions at this moment, but maybe when interests conflict, the malicious will rush. come out."

"I know……"

The two of them flew forward while talking, and the mountain peaks they passed became more and more barren, almost to the point where there was no grass growing, until a tall mountain peak like a cliff appeared in front of them.

Liu Qinghuan's face suddenly became serious: "There are spiritual fluctuations over there!"

He lowered his height a bit, landed behind a big rock on the top of the mountain, and looked forward through the cracks in the rock.Jing Jue also leaned beside him, his face full of curiosity.

Beyond this mountain lies a misty plain.

Liu Qinghuan was very pleasantly surprised, because he saw Yun Zheng in the midst of a fierce and chaotic battle at the Blood River not far from the foot of the mountain ahead!
(End of this chapter)