Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 315 The Great Prophecy

Pan Yun did not explain immediately, but just looked at the five Buddhist cultivators and noticed Lu Heng standing with them. His eyes paused slightly, seeming to be quite surprised.

Next to Master Jueming, another Buddhist cultivator holding a rosary smiled grimly and said, "I'm afraid he believed some gossip and thought he could go anywhere by following us!"

Zhu Yuzhen's eyes fell on the five monks, especially Master Jueming. He looked as if he suddenly understood. He looked at Pan Yun beside him and roughly understood the reason.

Luo Qingli was still a little confused. Lu Heng didn't know what he thought of. His eyes moved slightly and he just said two words to her through the sound: "Linghu."

Luo Qingli was slightly startled, then realized that the monk who was rumored to have seen Ling Lake was the current head of Wuliang Temple, Zen Master Wu Jian?

Could it be that they thought that just by following the monks from Wuliang Temple, they could find the spiritual lake that Zen Master Wujian had seen?
If it is so easy, why have I never heard of any Buddhist practitioners other than Zen Master Wu Jian visiting the small world of Linghu Lake in all these years?
Lu Heng laughed: "Even if someone really saw it in the past, they might not tell it. Wuliang Temple is a large sect, and the team that came to Haishi was not just Taoist friend Juehui and his group, and the one named Pan was not Ergen. There is no reason for such a stupid person to catch a team of Buddhist cultivators and keep an eye on them. He would do this. It is probably because the identities of these mages are somewhat special, so that he feels that this gossip is more likely to come true in them. .”

Luo Qingli recalled that it was the first time for her to meet the two Buddhist cultivators from the Second Esoteric Sect. Juehui and the other three were fellow disciples, but when they were first introduced in the teahouse, none of them mentioned it. Who did he learn from? I only know that they are all disciples of Zen Buddhism.

She understood and asked, "Could it be that the three Taoist friends Juehui are all disciples of Zen Master Wujian?"

Although Zen Master Wujian is a Buddhist, he still treats his disciples differently. In the eyes of outsiders, it is normal for a master to open a small stove for his disciples.

Lu Heng nodded lightly, "It's very possible."

The expressions of Pan Yun and the others froze, and Lu Heng asked again: "You two had a fight, and then you broke down the barriers of the small world?"

"No." Master Jueming shook his head slowly, "The position where we started was right near the eye of the small world. At that time, the eye was broken and both sides were involved. However, they did not stop during the teleportation process. Perhaps Affected by this incident, there was a change in the jump teleportation, and when I landed, I found myself here."

Master Jueming looked around, and based on Lu Heng's previous words, he had a vague guess in his mind, but he still asked again: "Is this between the worlds?"

Lu Heng nodded slowly, "As seen by fellow Taoist."

"Between the worlds..." Master Juehui and Master Juekong looked at each other with worried expressions. The other two Tantric Buddhist cultivators looked at Pan Yun and his entourage with unkind expressions, as if they wanted to settle the score again.

Pan Yun clenched his fists, and Zhu Yuzhen stood between the two parties to mediate, "Let's put aside the past rights and wrongs. Since everyone is here, we should also know the situation in the world. The most important thing now is to find a way to leave."

The Buddhist cultivator holding the rosary snorted coldly. Master Jueming pondered for a moment and said a greeting to the Buddha, "Amitabha, it is indeed important to leave."

The two sides finally reached an agreement and put aside their grudges for the time being.

Luo Qingli and Lu Heng chatted with Juehui and others for a few more words, and learned that the other two masters were Buddhist practitioners from the Xianzong of Wuliang Temple. The dharma title of the middle period is Ling Yuan.

Jueming and the others do not kill, but Lingchen and Lingyuan are not so particular. They are all practicing Buddha, but the sin of killing in these two people is even greater than that of ordinary monks.

On the other side, Pan Yun greeted Zhu Yuzhen, "I didn't expect that I would meet Brother Zhu in Haishi, but in this world."

Zhu Yuzhen shook his head, "I would rather meet Brother Pan in other small worlds. This is not a blessing."

Pan Yun smiled bitterly, glanced at Lu Heng, and said, "So Taoist Fellow Chengfeng agreed to Brother Zhu's invitation."

Zhu Yuzhen was stunned, "Brother Pan also recognizes Brother Lu?"

"To be honest, Brother Zhu, I once invited him to go to Haishi with me, but before I even proposed it, he had already left Kundu City and there was no trace of him. It's a pity."

"That's it." Zhu Yuzhen understood, and thought that it was lucky that the person was gone, otherwise he would have lost two effective helpers.Even though he thought so, Zhu Yuzhen still showed no expression on his face, "Brother Lu and Miss Luo are indeed extraordinary. I wasted a lot of effort to invite them as senior brothers and sisters."

Senior brothers and sisters...Miss Luo?Pan Yun was confused for a moment, besides Miss Song, did Lu Chengfeng have other junior sisters in Donghai?
His eyes fell on the female cultivator in green next to Lu Heng. The more he looked at her, the more familiar she seemed. Although they were two completely different faces, their bodies and temperaments were very similar.

Pan Yunfu reached into his heart and asked: "This... Miss Luo, did you use a pseudonym, surnamed Song?"

"Indeed, Miss Luo used a pseudonym at the beginning. When traveling outside, it is always right to keep a low profile." Zhu Yuzhen didn't think this was a big problem.

But next to Pan Yun, a male cultivator in a yellow shirt suddenly asked in a deep voice: "What is her full name?"

While speaking, the male cultivator's eyes were still glued to Luo Qingli.Zhu Yuzhen also recognized this male cultivator. Hearing his tone, he felt that something was wrong. He did not answer immediately, but asked tentatively: "Brother Wanqi, what's going on?"

The male cultivator named Wanqi clenched his fists loudly, but he had an answer in his heart. He drank every word and said: "Luo, Gui, Lan!"

Zhu Yuzhen frowned slightly, and Pan Yun turned pale with shock, "Luo Guilan! Song... no, Miss Luo is Luo Guilan?"

There are frequent business exchanges between Kundu City and the mainland. Pan Yun has heard of Lu Chengfeng's name because he is the disciple of Thunder God Tao Tao Weiyang Zhenjun, and he is also the youngest alchemy-forming monk in the contemporary Central Plains. Luo Guilan's name, Of course he had also heard that the only disciple of Jinghong Zhenjun had formed pills even earlier than Lu Chengfeng.

Of course, more importantly, Miss Luo still had some old grudges with the Wanqi Chamber of Commerce. Wan Qishan died in her hands back then. That little girl was considered an outstanding figure among the younger generation of the Wanqi family. But he died young before he could grow up.

The male cultivator next to him, whose surname is Wan Qi, is named Wan Qihe. He is the brother of Wan Qishan's mother. The enemy who killed his sister is right in front of him, so of course he will not be too calm.

Pan Yun suddenly wanted to understand that the two of them left Kundu City without saying goodbye. It was probably not because of poor hospitality, but because of this underlying reason...

Wan Qihe's anger surged, and Pan Yun suppressed his shoulders and said in a deep voice: "No matter what happens, we will wait until we get out. The first priority now is to leave the world and don't cause trouble!"

Wan Qihe turned and glared at him fiercely, his eyes bloodshot, but Pan Yun did not give in at all, "In Haishi, you have to listen to me!"

The Pan family is the real owner of Wanqi Chamber of Commerce. Even if Wanqihe has a chance to enter Haishi, he will be the leader.

Wan Qihe shook off his hand, took a few deep breaths, and reluctantly acquiesced.

Lu Heng saw the movement here and sent a message: "Look, that person looks like he's an enemy when he sees you."

"He is indeed an enemy." Luo Qingli said calmly: "If you guessed correctly, that person should be a member of the Wanqi family."

Lu Heng clicked his tongue and shook his head, "This is a big problem. You need to be more careful in the future."

……

The original five-person team has now expanded to 14 people, but everyone has the same purpose. After a short rest, they began to look for a way out. However, after more than a month, the result was no different from what Luo Qingli and the others had done earlier. On the contrary, everyone became more and more anxious because of the corpses here.

Luo Qingli calculated the time. It had been almost two months since he entered Hai City. It can be said that he had hardly done anything in these two months. He was just wandering around between the worlds. This place was so vast that even more than ten people could not conquer it with the combined efforts of more than ten people. The exploration was complete, and to be honest, she felt a little anxious.

It was time for repairs again, and everyone gathered together not far or near. They were surrounded by a Buddhist magic circle set up by several Buddhist cultivators, which could effectively block the approaching corpses.

Master Ling Chen looked at the skeleton wandering outside the formation with a cold face, frowned and said: "Looking for it aimlessly, when will it end!"

Master Ling Yuan was also very impatient. He looked at the other three Zen monks who were silently reciting the Heart Sutra, and said: "Junior Brother Juehui, this is not an option. Can't you try the prophecy technique?"

Juehui pursed his lips slightly, and Master Jueming sighed helplessly, "Juehui's great prophecy skills are only scratched by Master, but I have just started to get started, and if I don't do it well, it may even backfire on myself. Master has also explained that it must not be done unless it is absolutely necessary." use."

"Isn't it a last resort now? Let's not go out any further!" Master Ling Yuan looked at Juehui and said earnestly, "Junior brother Juehui, you are the only one who has inherited Master Wu Jian's unique skill. Our wealth and lives, But it’s all in your hands.”

Master Jueming wanted to say something more, but Juehui pulled his cassock and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, let me try. Senior brother Ling Yuan is right, we have to find a way to get out."

Master Juekong took two steps forward and said, "Junior brother, just let it go. Senior brother and I will protect you."

Juehui nodded slightly.

Soon everyone discovered that the monk's camp had a few more moves.

Four people formed a circle, sitting in four directions respectively, and Juehui in the center clasped his hands together as if performing some kind of ritual, reciting the Heart Sutra, with a serious look on his face, and his whole person was bathed in the light of the Buddha.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they intuitively felt that this scene was holy and solemn, so they just watched quietly and did not disturb them.

The golden light on Juehui's body became more and more intense, but his face became paler and whiter. Finally, the golden light converged on his eyebrows. Juehui suddenly opened his eyes, and the light flashed in his eyes. With a cry of pain, his body Tilted down.

　Thanks to Shang Biebieshang, the big-tailed fox and the calico cat for the reward~
　　The air conditioner blows too much, and the old habit relapses. I often go to the hospital during this period, and I can’t hold it anymore. I’m sorry everyone.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)