Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 98 Wisdom Bodhisattva
"Don't be afraid, Master Lu. My purple gold bowl has been blessed by Buddhism for 20 years. This evil spirit has been imprisoned in the well by my master uncle for 20 years. There is not much left in his cultivation. We will definitely persist until dawn, and he will not retreat after dawn." , the soul will fly away.” Beside the well, a young monk in his 20s held this purple gold bowl in his hand, and the purple gold bowl bloomed with a golden halo. If you have the real soul realm, if you listen carefully, you can hear the meaning contained in it. With bursts of chanting sounds, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, urging the golden light.

But at this time, the black hair in the well stretched out densely, covering a golden mask supported by the purple gold bowl layer by layer. The mask was precarious and seemed to collapse at any time.

"I'm not afraid. I think it's all thanks to Brother Wang Lin that I stayed here safely for so long. I thought I was upright and free from evil. Thinking about it, it's ridiculous, lamentable, and pitiful." Lu Ziting said loudly.

"Benefactor Lu, which friend of yours is very powerful? Can your little fox come back? Although my cultivation is not bad, this evil spirit seems not as weak as I imagined. It was originally calculated according to time. My uncle Foyin will come back tomorrow morning." It will disappear, and by then this evil spirit will be gone, but I never thought it would disappear tonight, it was really a miscalculation, a miscalculation." The little monk saw that the golden mask was getting more and more suppressed, and suddenly said a little anxiously .

"Of course, Mr. Wang is powerful. His character is noble, chivalrous and benevolent. He is a model for scholars of our generation." Lu Ziting looked at the densely packed black hair and said in a deep voice.

"I don't mean this, I mean how is his cultivation, whether he is a Qi refiner of the middle three realms or an upper three realm of Qi refiners. If it is a Qi refiner of the lower three realms, I am afraid that it will be for nothing if he comes. For example, I, my age Just over 21, he is already equivalent to a third-level Qi refiner, and he is second to none in our Fayin Temple.

The host said that the suffering of the world is about to come, and my Buddha will open the door of convenience to universally save those who are predestined.I think Brother Lu, your aptitude is pretty good, why don't you follow me to practice, what's the point of studying. "The monk babbled.

"Hey!" Lu Ziting pointed helplessly at the black hair that was about to break through the golden mask.

"Don't worry, with my cultivation base, it's no problem to last until dawn." The monk said casually, but he didn't dare to neglect. He quickly recited the scriptures loudly, and the golden light suddenly lit up, slowly closing the gap that was about to crack. blocked.The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and started chatting with Lu Ziting again.

Lu Ziting frowned and looked at the dense black hair outside. Hearing the monk's rambling words, he suddenly felt that such a terrifying night had changed in the monk's place, and his mood seemed not so fearful and heavy.

"Chi Chi Chi!" Finally, the golden mask began to crack, and strands of black hair seeped in with blue smoke, rolling towards the inside.

"Ah, ah! Amitabha Buddha, the sound of the Dharma shines everywhere, town, town, town." The monk held the purple gold bowl and chanted loudly, urging the golden light, but the gap in the golden light cover was getting bigger and bigger.

"No, I'm a rare genius in Fayin Temple in a hundred years. I can't die here. Brother Lu, find a way, or our souls will be devoured by ghosts. Pity me for my cultivation of the fourth level of Qi Refining. The soul is a great tonic, you can't take advantage of this evil spirit." The monk also panicked.

"I'm sorry for my mother and wife!" Lu Ziting also sighed sadly.

"Prajna Paramita!" At this moment, a voice of chanting came to mind, and golden lights shot towards the black hair. The hair was chopped off inch by inch, and the black hair seemed to be on fire, with blue smoke rising.

At the same time, a girl flipped her palm, and with the little sword, streams of green wood air penetrated the black hair, and the green smoke rising from the black hair became more intense, completely cutting off the black hair's escape route into the well.

The black-haired ghost was attacked from the front and rear, and was isolated from the source of Yin Qi in the well water, especially the flame on the Xiaofei Sword was extremely restrained. That girl's Green Wood Qi secretly invaded and burned, and absorbed his ghost Qi to strengthen itself, which was difficult to get rid of. He had been imprisoned here for 20 years, and his cultivation level had dropped, so he withdrew and hurriedly retreated.

"Where are you going! Get out of the way, and watch Buddha, I will kill this evil spirit." Seeing that the help arrived, the monk immediately gave a solemn and majestic roar. It cannot escape.

"Huh!" Wang Lin was taken aback. This purple gold bowl seemed to be specially set up for evil spirits, and it could even entangle hair so that they couldn't leave. Hearing what the monk said, she stopped and watched the battle.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses of hair!"

"Brother Wang, hurry up, this monk likes to brag, he has no real skills!" Lu Ziting said anxiously.

"My lord, hurry up, this monk likes to brag, we can't let the ghost escape." The little fox also said anxiously.

"Prajna Paramita!" Wang Lin quickly chanted Buddhist scriptures loudly, golden light burst out and blessed the purple golden bowl.After the last battle, Wang Lin's soul cultivation has increased after meditation and rest, and her understanding of Buddhist scriptures has become more profound, so her power has improved, but compared with the power of the purple golden bowl, it is still a lot worse .

However, Wang Lin's reliance was not on the Buddhist scriptures, but on the burning of the little sword and the Qi of Jiamu from the green flute. Under the suppression of the two, the haired ghost was immediately suppressed. shrunk into a ball.

"Shoot!" After a full hour of stalemate, Wang Lin's soul power was almost exhausted again, and the internal energy of the little sword was also exhausted, and the energy was replenished through the altar seven times in the middle. Jiamu Qi is exhausted.The golden light of the purple gold bowl was dim, almost cut off.Finally, under Wang Lin's silent recitation, a ball of black hair shrunk to the size of a fist was suddenly captured by the altar.

"Amitabha. The presiding abbot knows gold with his eyesight. If he sends other brothers and sisters to come, he will definitely fall into the hands of this evil spirit. And Buddha, I am very talented, and I am fortunate to fulfill my mission." After the mission was taken away by Wang Lin's altar, this The monk didn't realize it, and suddenly sat down on the ground, closing his eyes and meditating while not forgetting to recite the Tao.

Lu Ziting and the little fox also turned their heads away at the same time, unable to bear to look directly.With the support of the green flute, Wang Lin also swayed to the bluestone seat in the middle of the courtyard, closed her eyes and meditated to recover her spirit.

"Solemn introduction, this little monk is Zhibo, the third generation chief disciple of Fayin Temple in Daxue Mountain. Senior brother chanted Buddhist scriptures last night, and his cultivation is not easy. Could it be that he is a lay disciple?" In the early morning, the sun slowly rose When she woke up, Wang Lin opened her eyes, and saw the monk standing solemnly in front of her.

"No, it's just that I got a piece of Buddhist scripture by chance and realized the method of recitation." Wang Lin got up slowly and said.

"The benefactor has such a root of wisdom, and he really has a relationship with my Buddha. Now my Fayin Temple has opened the door of convenience to save all sentient beings. If the benefactor is willing, I can recommend you to my Fayin Temple to practice Buddhism. From now on, you can enjoy the bliss and carefree Isn't it wonderful!" said the monk Zhipu.

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