Prosperity fairy road light brain magic weapon

Chapter 221
Jing’an Ancient Temple was built as early as the period of the Three Kingdoms. It has a history of more than 1000 years. It has been expanded several times in later generations to form a larger temple. Jing'an Temple, followed by Magic City.

Jing'an Temple, located in the center of the magic city, has long been surrounded by high-rise buildings, like a pure land in the steel jungle, and now it is also one of the must-see attractions in the magic city, but it is too early, the entire temple is empty, there is no Among the other tourists, only the monks who got up in the morning were doing morning classes.

Zhao Qian strolled on the bluestone road of the temple, looked at the Dougong hall in the temple, and then looked at the skyscrapers behind the hall, feeling a bit out of time and space.

Obviously, some kind of magic was used again. The monk cleaning the courtyard turned a blind eye to Zhao Qian who passed by. The feeling of visiting this thousand-year-old temple alone is not interesting, at least it is much better than when there are many tourists during the day Times, especially in this thousand-year-old temple, there is a feeling of relaxation.

However, Zhao came to this ancient temple not for fun, but for business. Although he just followed to watch the excitement, it was not for business.

Just yesterday at the Xuanmen Conference, Xuan Yangzi met an old friend who had been with him for many years. After the two chatted, the man learned that he had broken through to the Qi training state, so he hurriedly asked him for help.

It turned out that just over half a month ago, some strange things happened in a century-old house in Shanghai. The people living in the house suddenly fell ill. If they were not sent to the doctor in time, they might not even be able to save their lives.

The owner of that old house is also a respectable figure in the devil's capital. Although he no longer lives here and only a few people are left to clean and look after the house, this is his family's ancestral house, so naturally he can't ignore it, especially when he almost died. , So I asked people everywhere for help, and I asked a few Feng Shui masters to come and have a look.

As a result, all those masters fell inside one by one. In the end, even the well-known overseas Fengshui master, Master Chixing of Jing'an Temple in the magical capital, was alarmed and came to perform the ritual in person.

The master is the master. Others went in and made a lot of troubles, but they couldn't even see the problem, so they were humiliated. After practicing the master's method, they found that there was a problem with Feng Shui. It has become a vicious place.

But the master's ability is so far, it seems that this action has angered the evil spirits in the fierce place. At that time, a gust of wind swept through, and the master Chixing was blown directly outside the house, and he fell into a coma. It's been ten days.

That old friend of Xuan Yangzi also has a long-term friendship with Master Chixing. After Master Chixing had an accident, he also went to visit him and tried to find someone to rescue him. Unfortunately, he was helpless. This time he came to the Xuanmen Conference. I also came here with the idea of ​​asking for help, but unfortunately although I met a few new friends, most of them are at a similar level to him, and the rest are even worse than him.

As for the masters above the Qi training level, he can't talk to him, even those who build the foundation and Danjin don't pay attention to him. Now it's hard to run into a Xuanyangzi he knows, and when he hears that he has broken through Practicing the Qi state, he asked him for help without hesitation, and with Xuanyangzi's eagerness for justice, he still didn't agree.

It happened that Zhao Qian was beside him at that time, and when he heard about it, he became a little interested in it.

That's Feng Shui. Although it is a small way evolved from Xuanmen, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has already penetrated into the lives of ordinary people in Daxia. However, this thing is very mysterious, and most people only half understand it. , although Zhao Qian is now a powerful monk in the eyes of others, but he used to be an ordinary person who had fantasies about these mysticisms. Now that he knows that there is such a fun thing, he shouldn't rush to watch the excitement.

Seeing that Zhao Qian was going to follow, Xuan Yangzi quickly agreed, he was lacking in confidence in himself, now it's all right, no matter what happens at that time, with Zhao Qian around, everything will be safe.

After finalizing the rescue, the man rushed back to the magic capital overnight, making preparations early, and Xuan Yangzi and Zhao Qian set off again the next day.

Later, when Meng Erzhuo heard about this incident, he expressed that he would also follow him. It turned out that he also had friendship with Master Mingsong, the master of Master Chixing. of.In fact, the most important thing is that Zhao Qian will also go, and he will not let go of this kind of good opportunity to make friends. You can see how Zhao Qian treats his friends, just look at Xuan Yangzi.

Since Meng Erzhuo and Xuan Yangzi both went to the magic capital, Huang Zhenxiao, who had nothing to do, would naturally follow, and just like that, the four of them made an appointment to set off together in the morning.

The three of Xuanyangzi originally wanted to ride in Zhao Qian's customized flying car, but they didn't expect Zhao Qian to give it to his apprentice, and he went away by himself in a very unethical way, and called them after they sat down When the speeding car flew to the magic capital, Zhao Qian had already walked around Jing'an Temple.

Jing'an Temple is indeed a popular tourist attraction. As soon as the gate opened in the morning, a lot of tourists flooded in. When Xuanyangzi and others flew over Jing'an Temple, they immediately gained a lot of attention. Get together, but it is still very rare to be able to afford and buy a speeding car. This thing is much more popular than the luxury cars on the road.

Accustomed to being low-key, the three of Xuanyangzi directly parked the speeding car on the Jing'an Pagoda, and then jumped into the attic.

Master Chixing has been placed in the attic on the top floor of the Jing'an Pagoda since he fell into a coma. This is the place where the aura of this thousand-year-old temple condenses. With the help of the aura of the ancient temple, he can suppress the evil spirits in Master Chixing. Although ten days have passed, the condition of the holding mage has not deteriorated.

When Xuan Yangzi and the others entered the attic, his good friend Lan Yankun had already been waiting there. When he saw Xuan Yangzi and the others coming in, he hurried up to greet him, "Hi four, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Although it was strange why there were two more people, but as a veteran of many years, such inappropriate words would naturally not be asked.

four?Xuan Yangzi was taken aback for a moment, then looked back, and saw Zhao Qianzheng standing behind with a smile, and immediately rolled his eyes at him.

It turned out that at the same time that the three of Xuanyangzi entered the attic, Zhao Qian also stepped into the attic, as if he came in with them.

"This is Master Jiheng, the abbot and abbot of Jing'an Temple." Lan Yankun pointed to a monk next to him.

"Jiheng has met all lay Buddhists." Master Jiheng clasped his palms together and saluted respectfully.

Lan Yankun had introduced him to him a long time ago, and seeing him now really deserved his reputation, and especially the majestic old man, who seemed to be a little familiar, who seemed to be more elegant than that Xuanyangzi, but he didn't know where he had seen him.

Looking at the other black-faced old man, Master Ji Heng was startled, and put his palms together again, "So it's Mr. Huang, poor monk, you're being rude."

Huang Zhenxiao chuckled, "This is only about friendship, no matter the title, the master is good at it."

"That's the poor monk's fault." Master Ji Heng smiled agreeably, but the respect on his face did not diminish at all. The person in front of him was one of the three great princes of Daxia. Can be truly free from vulgarity.

He didn't know that among these four people, Huang Zhenxiao's status was the lowest. Although Xuanyangzi was only a casual cultivator in the mountains, he couldn't help but have a good relationship with Zhao Qian. Xuan Yangzi can't even compare, let alone Meng Erzhuo, who is the national teacher of Daxia.

After everyone said hello, they turned their attention to the man lying flat on the ground. This man was dressed in a monk's robe and was about fifty or sixty years old.

At this time, Master Chixing was unconscious, and there was a trace of black air on his rosy face, which seemed to be still churning, as if he was about to break through some kind of cage.

In the eyes of Zhao Qian and others, this Jing'an pagoda exudes a peaceful atmosphere, which slowly infiltrates into the body of Master Chixing, and at the same time imprisons the black energy so that it cannot spread. It is just this peaceful atmosphere It's like rootless duckweed, gradually losing its power to succeed. If it takes another ten and a half months, I'm afraid it won't be able to restrain this black energy.

Zhao Qian secretly sighed in his heart, although this Jing'an ancient temple has a history of more than a thousand years, with the legacy of the predecessors and the accumulation of more than a thousand years, this Jing'an pagoda has the Buddhist spirit of the Buddhist forest, but after all, there is no monk now, It is possible to consolidate and utilize the Buddhist aura of this Zen forest. Although the monks here are proficient in some Fengshui secrets and rely on the methods of the earth masters to lay down the Fengshui formation, the use efficiency is too low, and it is only ineffective. all day.

Looking at these Buddhist auras in the Chan Forest, Zhao Qian stroked his chin and thought to himself. It seemed that these Buddhist auras were born naturally and had not been contaminated with the power of faith. So, could he also absorb them?

Just do it when you think about it, Zhao Qian didn't see any movement, just stood casually, and entered the state of meditation like this, the Buddha energy that was originally guided by the feng shui formation suddenly poured into Zhao Qian's body like a bird returning to the forest.

After a while, [-]% of the Buddha energy was removed, leaving only a few scattered around the pagoda, and the entire Jing'an Pagoda seemed to be dimmed.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, as if he didn't feel anything, um, maybe he absorbed too little, and looked back to the thousand-year-old temple to absorb it. Anyway, there are few Buddhist monks nowadays, and it would be a waste not to absorb it.

After all, this Buddha Qi is just a kind of breath that is more inclined to spiritual power, rather than any special spiritual energy. Naturally, it will not feel anything. If it is a monk who practices Buddhism, it will help his practice. If you have the idea of ​​​​killing the wrong one, you should inhale it first, and then talk about it. As for the mystery, you can go back and study it.

Putting the Buddha's energy aside, Zhao Qian became interested in the black energy in Master Chixing's body again. From his point of view, it was clearly a trace of extremely pure magic energy.

At this time, Xuan Yangzi had already signaled others to help Master Chixing to sit up, and he sat cross-legged behind Master Chixing, and channeled enough qi into Master Chixing's body to expel evil spirits for him.

In the end, after a lot of tossing, Xuan Yangzi was so tired that he was half dead, but he didn't even touch the black air, he was playing hide-and-seek with it.

Xuan Yangzi smiled wryly and shook his head. Lan Yankun and Master Jiheng who were waiting at the side couldn't help showing disappointment on their faces. They couldn't even do anything about the innate Qi training state. Could it be that there was really no way out?

Xuan Yangzi twisted his head, looked at Zhao Qian and said angrily, "Didn't you see that my old man is exhausted and half dead, it's okay, don't hurry up."

Zhao Qian chuckled, "I've never seen someone begging for help like this."

Lan Yankun and Master Zhiheng looked at each other, and quickly bowed to Zhao Qian, "Please help me, sir, I will never forget the grace of saving lives!"

"That's not necessary, I was joking with him," Zhao Qian waved his hand with a smile, and then pointed at Master Chi Xing, the black energy entrenched in Master Chi Xing's body shot out immediately, and disappeared into Zhao Qian's fingertips .

Everyone was still in a daze, then the Master Chixing snorted and woke up just like that.

Xuan Yangzi looked at Zhao Qian with glowing eyes, "Boy Zhao, what kind of spell is this, can you teach me?"

Zhao Qian squinted at him, "I dare to teach, do you dare to learn?"

"What?" Xuan Yangzi was taken aback when he heard this.

Zhao Qian spit out two words softly, "Devil Qi."

Everyone present was startled, Xuan Yangzi shrank his neck even more, "True evil, you dare to even touch the devilish energy."

At this time, Master Chiheng had supported Master Chixing to stand up, and briefly explained what happened to him. Master Chixing hurriedly bowed to Zhao Qian and Xuanyangzi, "Thank you two laymen for saving your life." !"

"Great kindness without words of thanks," Master Chiheng said with palms together, "From now on, you two will be assigned, even if you are ordered, I will go through fire and water in Jing'an Temple without hesitation!"

"There's no need to go through fire and water," Zhao Qian waved his hands with a smile, and then looked at Master Chixing, "Just take me to that haunted house."

"Are you going to that haunted house?" Xuan Yangzi was taken aback for a moment, but then he was relieved, "Then you go, it's okay to go anyway, and help them solve the problem by the way."

(End of this chapter)