Taoist chanting

Chapter 814

Tianchan Stone Temple, Demon Town Tower and Underground Palace.

The magic treasure monk sits cross-legged on the seven-step topaz platform with engraved Buddha patterns and scriptures, his rock-like face is covered with sweat, his forehead is bulging with veins, his left hand is placed flat on his leg to pinch the Vajra root seal, and his right hand is erected in front of his chest to form the seal of the Ming king , the upright body trembled slightly.

As the monks recite the "Diamond Sutra", the Buddha patterns and scriptures on the ground flicker and flicker continuously.

The Buddha's voice resonated in a small space, forming a circle of turbulent fluctuations, constantly washing and acting on the monk in the middle of the platform.

A cloud of fuzzy black air circled the back of the monk's head, looming a distorted face, and said:
"Monk, your Buddha-nature is not pure, you have a murderous intention, and you have demons in your heart. Stop deceiving yourself and others, and cooperate with this old man earlier, so that you don't have to suffer from the evil energy of this evil every day. The old man gave you enough time, you You can't get rid of the end of being possessed by demons, and when the two old monks in the temple collude with outsiders and beat you to death, it will be too late for you to regret it."

"Lao Tzu... is incompatible with the devil!"

Monk Fabao opened his bloodshot eyes and roared in hatred.

The demon-suppressing Buddha patterns and scriptures in the underground palace did not stop because the magic treasure monk stopped chanting scriptures. Outside the demon-suppressing pagoda, there were monks sitting cross-legged in the air. Writing the "Diamond Sutra" for half an hour every day.

"Hehe, you are actually possessed by demons. Otherwise, why would you dare not accept the magic probe test by two old monks? Why don't you ask them to help you clear the demonic energy? You are deceiving yourself and others, thinking that you can rely on your bullshit brute force , get rid of the old man's entanglement..."

"For me... shut up!"

Monk Fabao gasped and stopped, then closed his eyes again, not hearing or thinking, closed his five senses, and continued to chant scriptures.

"You are a martial arts cultivator, and your mind and understanding are not your strong points. The old man gave you a chance in the magic way, why should you ignore it? The vajra indestructible body is transformed into the vajra sky demon body. The conditions for cultivating demons are unique. Breaking through the sixth level Easy to get.

Ascend to the Demon Realm and join the ranks of powerful masters for at least a thousand years.

Your brain is broken, you don't think about yourself, but you think about the reputation of some shit old temple?My generation of demon cultivators are not burdened by foreign things, do whatever we want, stay on the sidelines when we are weak, prestige when we are strong, grab as many resources as we have, it is the most fair..."

Xuxu's magic sound penetrates everywhere, changing patterns and intermittently affecting the magic weapon monk who is fighting against the magic energy, making him suffer even more.

Half an hour of torture every day, monk Fabao doesn't know when will it end?
He didn't dare to face the many monks who helped him outside.

In his eyes, it was food that could be devoured to enhance his strength. After getting along for a longer time, the thought of devouring became more and more difficult to contain. Even if the ants were reluctant to die, he would not choose to perish with the devil until the last moment.

On the topaz platform under Monk Fabao, there is a trace of devilish energy winding towards the bottom, which has penetrated more than ten feet.

Under the underground palace of the Demon Suppressing Tower, there is a shriveled bone monster of unknown age that has wiped out the demon soul.

The chains are vertical and horizontal, and the Buddha pattern is like a mountain.

After half an hour, the pain and magic sound disappeared instantly, and the magic weapon monk let out a long sigh of relief. After another day, he slowly lay flat on the topaz platform, not wanting to move half of his fingers.

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 pagoda to help him make a decision. If he could not die and had no hope of survival, it was his last practice.

Outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, many chanting monks dispersed in silence, and Fa Yuan and Fa Dang stayed at the end, looking at each other, and they both saw each other's hesitation, struggle and reluctance.

More than ten years have passed, paper can't hold fire, and some clues will always appear.

"Wait a minute!"

……

Zhang Wenfeng resumed his normal life of practice, homework, feeding Lihuo, comprehending the rules of sword intent, and sacrificing bronze lamps. In the evening, he accompanied Yun Qiuhe to walk up and down the mountain gate. There is a huge collection of books, look for the classics about Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon and the second soul for reference.

Zhao Zhu'er couldn't help his words "bribery", and had already promised to take Yun Qiuhe and Yue Anyan on a long trip in March of next year, and stay for half a year, saying that they would let them get along peacefully.

For the sensible little junior sister, the temple master gave her another salary increase verbally.

In late autumn, the red leaves are like fire on the hills where Xiangshui Hall is located.

After being invited by Shi Nanguan Feijian, Zhuang Yu returned to the Zongmen, and after burning incense and paying homage to the patriarch, he came to the Xiangshou Hall to meet the master, greet his wife, and present the treasures he had collected as gifts.

"...Tianchanshi Temple Town Motana area, layers of Buddhist formations have been laid down. Most of the fourth-level monks in Buddhist temples in the vast continent are concentrated in Tianchanshi Temple. Reciting the "Diamond Sutra" around the Zhenmo Pagoda for half an hour, Mr. Lu, Mr. Gu, and the newly promoted fifth-rank monk from Heming Mountain said that they have gone to Tianchan Stone Temple three times this year. I don't know the details of the negotiation. The Vast Cultivation Association has strengthened the monks' defense near the Tianchan Stone Temple and arranged a lot of formations."

Zhuang Yu briefly described the spies he spent a lot of energy collecting and sorting out.

Zhang Wenfeng flipped through the thick dossier, which contained detailed information, including the dispatch of personnel from the Haohan Cultivation Society, etc. He stared at one of the harsh words on one page, "The magic treasure monk is suspected of being possessed by a demon." After a long time, he continued flip.

"The disciple collected two magic treasures that the monk used before, an old futon and a thick bowl. Master, if you think it is useful, keep it. If it is not useful, the disciple will take it away."

Zhuang Yu knew a little about divination techniques, took out a small bag, and smiled shyly.

Zhang Wenfeng had already finished flipping through the booklet, took the bag and said with a smile: "It's better that you think carefully, I'll ask an expert to figure it out. You are in a dangerous place, pay attention to your own safety, and if there is any big movement, stay away from Tianchan as soon as possible Shisi, don't stay here."

"The disciple understands, the master rest assured."

The two closed the door and discussed for more than an hour. Zhuang Yu had an amulet hand-painted by his master on his waist, and he resigned and left.

Zhang Wenfeng paced back and forth in the hall thinking, after a long while, he sent a flying sword message to You Lao who was wandering somewhere, asking him to come back and calculate the life and death of the magic treasure monk, and then to Rong Shuzhi, Yang Shuilan, Taoist and Zhou Fushi of Lingbao Temple sent out separate messages to share the information collected by Zhuang Yu, so as to make early preparations.

Don't let the devil be a disaster, and sneak into the Eastern Continent without knowing it.

He is thinking about going to Zhu'er later, traveling far away in recent years, avoiding the vast continent for the time being, he can go to the West Continent, Nanyuan Continent, and then go to the Tiangan Continent from the south, and wait for the dust of the Tianchan Stone Temple to settle. , it’s not too late to go.

Fang Bailan has a great reputation and can deter five mainland monks, but unfortunately only one sword is left to attack with great power.

Zhao Zhu'er used a sword near Tuofeng Mountain that time, but it made her feel bad, and now she still talks about asking him for compensation and salary increase.

You Mengchang returned quickly, floated into the hall to reveal his figure, and sat down on a chair.

"What's the urgent need to find the old man?"

Zhang Wenfeng handed the file to the old man and briefly described the matter.

Quickly flipping through the booklet, Yumengchang picked up the pouch and said with emotion: "No wonder the old man has felt something recently, and feels that there seems to be a disaster approaching, which will affect him, but he can't find the source. It turns out that the disaster is far away in the vast continent. .”

These days, he ran around the Eastern Continent, but found nothing.

While waving his hands, a cloud of dense mist was placed in the corner of the hall, and he said "wait a moment" before escaping into the mist.

Zhang Wenfeng cooked a pot of tea.

You Lao had already finished counting and came out of the mist, and said with a puzzled face: "Strange, within ten years in the vast continent, a demon head was born, and signs have appeared, but this old man can't calculate the life and death of the magic weapon monk. That guy is a huge monster." variable."

"Variable? Is he not possessed?"

"Can't figure it out, unless..."

You Mengchang lazily spread out on the chair, unless they are rushing to the vast continent now, he doesn't want to join in the fun, said: "We'd better protect ourselves wisely, and let others go to the muddy water in the early stage, so that they are almost exhausted. Finally, go pick up the cheap and clean up the mess."

Many people will die. Every time a devil is born, it is a catastrophe.

The way of heaven is impermanent, not just for fun.

Zhang Wenfeng didn't respond, and 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 knew that a demon was born in the vast continent, he didn't panic in his heart. How could he be so careful in consuming soul power and risking the risk of revealing the secret and being struck by lightning?
He's out of his mind.

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(End of this chapter)