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Chapter 382: Respecting Buddha and Slaying Demons
Nalan Rongcuo couldn't understand. Since Lu Xiucai had this wonderful method, why didn't he use it in the first place?

In fact, Lu Xiucai has a lot of work to do, but he also has his own troubles.

Over the years, Lu Xiucai has asked himself countless times whether it was because his qualifications were too mediocre that Master Hongguang did not teach him everything he knew.

The question is not that Lu Xiucai is greedy, but looking at the process of learning skills in the mountains, apart from the boring scriptures in the eyes of ordinary people, the techniques only teach defense but not attack, and many of them can only be performed in a passive state.

For example, this move of Baoxiang Huiming Sword can only be activated when the evil spirit first shows hostility. Otherwise, it will be useless and the opponent will be the first to fire the first shot.

If Nalan Rongcuo pulled back the scorpion ghost that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye at this time, the Baoxiang Huiming Sword would be useless, since it would be useless to Nalan Rongcuo himself anyway.

Similar spells abound. It’s not that Lu Xiucai didn’t ask his mentor. After all, he went up the mountain to learn skills in preparation for going down the mountain to take revenge. These are all passive skills. How can he taste the sweet revenge?
But Hongguang’s answer was just one sentence, saying that what I taught you were the best things we had in the mountain, and besides, who said that the solemn Buddhist teachings could not help you get rid of your obsession?

I can’t figure it out. To this day, Lu Xiucai still can’t figure it out.

Therefore, he usually tried to use the ones with great power, and kept the ones that were too passive in his heart, and the Baoxiang Huiming Sword was one of them.

If the scorpion ghost tamed by Nalan Rongcuo was not too troublesome, he still would not choose to use this trick.

Several scorpion ghosts were suppressed and dared not move forward. Nalan Rongcuo knocked his teeth three times, took a mouthful of magic water, and quickly formed the four words "Gu", "Ling", "Hu" and "Gui" on his palm with the iron chopsticks.

Then magical water spurted out of his mouth, and he put his palms together, formed a sword finger and stabbed forward into the distance, while a colorful light shot out from his sleeves.

Because the speed was too fast, Lu Xiucai could only roughly determine that it was a strange-looking ant.

The colorful flying ant dragged the magic water sprayed by Nalan Rongcuo and rushed towards Lu Xiucai. Wherever it passed, the snowflakes on the ground stopped exploding and the Baoxiang Huiming sword lost its effect.

When the colorful flying ant was only a few inches away from Lu Xiucai, Nalan Rongcuo changed the sword technique into an empty grip, and the next moment, the colorful flying ant was suddenly crushed into powder, and the magic water that was dragged by it turned into mud, like a big hand covering Lu Xiucai's head.

There is no time to dodge, so you can only fight it!

Lu Xiucai opened the five fingers of his right palm, made the fearlessness seal with his right hand in front of his chest, chopped the copper-gilt Vajra hook with his left hand, and shouted the mantra of Acalanatha to free oneself from blood and swords.

"blush!"

Cut through the waves, split the sea and split the mountains.

The 'big hand' that was coming to cover the top was split into two, and it turned into talisman water again and rushed through both sides of Lu Xiucai's body. His clothes rustled, but not a drop of water got on him.

It is dangerous as it is, but when it comes to defensive skills, it is hard for us to compare with Lu Xiucai together. Even someone as strong as Qi Sihai couldn't break his magic in Northeastern University.

After barely taking on Nalan Rongcuo's move at the critical moment, Lu Xiucai did not look proud at all. He suddenly frowned and wanted to retreat as fast as possible, but it was too late.

From a distance, there were slight ripples in the air around Lu Xiucai.

Snake ghost!

Taking advantage of the free time, he drilled in through the nails, belly button, and ear holes.

"Uh--"

Lu Xiucai's body trembled violently, and he could no longer hold the bronze diamond hook, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

Think about the consequences of Tong Weishan and Kuai Ye being possessed by snake spirits, and you will know what Lu Xiucai is going through at this moment.

First, the palms and cheeks were pulled hard by the epidermal scorpion ghost. In the blink of an eye, the torn nails stood up and blood gushed out from under the torn skin.

Seeing that Lü Xiucai had been attacked by several scorpion ghosts, how could Nalan Rongcuo let him go? He took advantage of the victory and hit the drum surface with the iron chopsticks again.

"Year after year, month after month, heaven and earth will open up!"

"Auspicious days and good things will come to your mind!"

"The gatekeeper gave the order, dismount and rise!"

"Ride the smoke to the west, and sweep away good luck!"

Incantations with a special singing voice resounded throughout the courtyard, and more and more pottery jars buzzed under the stage.

Looking at Lu Xiucai again, not to mention how much mental trauma he suffered, the physical torture alone made him live a life worse than death. As long as Nalan Rongcuo was willing, it wouldn't take long for Lu Xiucai to turn into a pool of blood. However, if Nalan Rongcuo wanted to capture him, he had to at least keep him alive.

"Master."

"Ok?"

"I have already learned the meaning of the sutra you taught me."

"Have you really learned it well?"

"I can recite it backwards. If you don't believe me, I'll recite it to you." "This is a temple, and no one is testing your memory. Well, if there is a Buddhist college in the future, maybe they will test you on recitation, but I'm not asking you to memorize the scriptures by rote. I want them to become your unshakable strength."

"The meaning of the scriptures is the meaning of the scriptures. I have read it over and over again but have not found any magic or techniques taught in it. To be honest, I don't think it is of much help."

"Come on, come on."

"Ouch—"

"Listen carefully, silly disciple. I am not accepting you as my last disciple to make you a bald donkey who speaks classics and ridicules every day. Remember, the more powerful the magic, the more powerful the three poisonous fires will be. Only a stronger mind can suppress it. Some geniuses are different. For example, there is a blind man in Northeast China. It takes many years for such a person to appear. I don't know when he will pay me back for the half a dollar he owes me. Let's get back to business. If you want to be determined and undefeated, the meaning of the scriptures is the shortcut you can take."

“I don’t understand.”

"Nirvana is immortal, Buddha has a true self, Buddha is the self-creation of all living beings. When you are not afraid of the three poisons and evil fires in yourself, the outsiders will not be able to invade you. If you win, I can't teach you, but if you don't lose, it should be about the same. Come, recite it to me."

".Master, didn't you just say that I didn't need to recite it deliberately?"

"Just now was just now, and now is now. If you can't even memorize it, what will you do when you need it? I'll give you a start. Don't forget it if you don't recite it for ten years. At that time, a hundred treasures of light emerged from the top of the Buddha's head, and a thousand-petaled precious lotus emerged from the light. A transformed Tathagata sat in the precious flower, and ten hundred treasures of light emanated from his head."

In the face of life and death danger, Lu Xiucai's mind emerged with memories of his childhood in the mountains. The sound of his master Hongguang's chanting was still ringing in his ears, and his wrinkled face was full of a loving smile. He followed the chanting of his master in his memory and slowly spoke.

"Each and every light is manifested everywhere."

"Ten Ganges sands, the secret traces of the Vajra."

"Holding the mountain and the pestle, they travel through the universe."

“The public looks up to them with awe and love.”

Lu Xiucai's facial features were no longer painful and ferocious. As he recited the scriptures, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, with an indifferent expression, allowing the snake ghost in his body to destroy him at will.

"The pure light without stain, the sun of wisdom, dispels all darkness."

"It can suppress disasters, wind and fire, and illuminate the world."

"The body of compassion guards against the thunder formation, the mind of kindness is a wonderful cloud."

"The nectar of Dharma rains down, extinguishing the flames of afflictions."

"In the court of law, one is afraid of the enemy."

"Recite the power of Guanyin, and all the enemies will retreat and disperse."

The torn skin of Lu Xiucai gradually healed. He held up his bloody palm, which was bubbling with blood.

Then, a bunch of colorful strange scorpions appeared from the blood bubbles, struggling violently, but their colorful colors quickly faded, and they stopped struggling, until they turned into ordinary scorpions. They raised their claws and worked together, gently waving at Lu Xiucai.

"Possessing all merits, he looks upon all living beings with a kind eye."

"The accumulation of blessings is immeasurable, so we should bow down to it."

"Go."

As soon as he spoke, several snake ghosts disappeared in the wind and snow, as if they had never existed.

Outside the City God Temple in Xiaozhan, southern Tianjin, the local wandering gods were preparing to lead the dead souls into the underworld, but suddenly saw several scorpions appear behind the ghost team.
During this period, Nalan Roncuo tried his best but was unable to control the snake ghosts that he had kept for many years, and could only watch them disappear.

What surprised Nalan Rongcuo the most was that this young man, at such a young age, had such a Buddhist nature that he could force out all the evil spirits in his body and transform them one by one!

"Fuck, this guy almost killed me with all that pain, don't run away if you dare!"

Lu Xiucai covered his wound with his hands, grimacing, and jumping up and down in pain. He was no longer as calm as before. There was no way to bandage the wounds effectively in such a short time. There were too many of them, especially those on his ten fingers. All the nails had been torn off, and the blood kept flowing out.

Seeing this situation, Nalan could no longer be allowed to make mistakes.

I thought this guy was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but I was overthinking it? He was pretending to be a pig to eat the feed? Maybe it was just a trick before, and he must have used some other secret method to get rid of the scorpion ghost in secret.

"Alas, it seems that I overestimated you. Rude words will not burn out relics."

Lu Xiucai was rubbing the copper-gilt diamond hook with his palm. The blood was still hot, so he had to not waste it.

When he heard Nalan Rongcuo's contempt, he responded with the most contemptuous sneer.

"No thoughts are righteous, and any thoughts are evil."

"I should respect Buddha as Buddha, and slay demons as demons!"

(End of this chapter)