I have a book of ghosts and gods

Chapter 439 Limitations

"Bah-!"

A Sanskrit sound suddenly resounded, almost shaking half of Yangzhou.

As one of Yangzhou, Jiangdu is the first to bear the brunt.

Not long ago, Jiangdu City, which had just calmed down on the surface, was thrown up again because of Baoyue and Jiangzhou's incident.

"Six-character mantra!"

The same exclamation sounded from many places.

In Zunsheng Temple, the Dharma King in red and Venerable Miaohua broke up unhappy, and they were walking out of the Buddhist hall.

But when he heard this Sanskrit sound suddenly, his expression changed slightly.

The six-syllable mantra, each word is supernatural, can make people convert.

For example, the "Om" mantra has immeasurable majestic mana power, just like the heaven and earth are just opened, and a ray of light first appears, which can make people see the Buddha.

The mantra "Nah" is like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening. It is peaceful and solemn, and can purify people's mind and soul, and eliminate people's desires. How many evil thieves fell under the mantra of Dafan Temple, put down their butcher knives, and converted to my Buddha.

The "ba" mantra in front of me also has the supernatural power of conversion, but it focuses on suppressing and sealing, and suppressing "demons" with supreme magic power.

Seeing this movement, it actually came from the wilderness.

This shook half of Yangzhou!

With such three links, there must be a sacred monk from Dafan Temple who is using these six-character magical powers, not just one!
Scared, the Dharma King in red muttered to himself: "What kind of 'big devil' is it that can make Dafan Temple so inspiring?"

"Couldn't it be that Baoyue came back from Xiaojiang, lost face, and went back to bring reinforcements?"

"No...the timing is wrong..."

The reason why he said the timing was wrong was because of the unfathomable "Tianwei" just now.

That can't be faked. With the protection of this "Tianwei", Dafan Temple will not easily touch Xiaojiang.

Even if he wanted to move, he would never dare to be so aboveboard.

"A mausoleum guard? That's not right. If it's a mausoleum guard, it's not just the Dafan Temple. I'm afraid these righteous sects have already lost their minds..."

"It's not Xiao Jiang, it's not the mausoleum guard..."

The Dharma King in red suddenly opened his eyes: "It's that insane monk!"

"No, the poor monk has to go and see,"

His complexion changed for a while, and then he strode out of Zunsheng Temple.

……

When the Dharma King in red came to Jiang's house, he was about to call the door, but saw the door just opened.

The person who came out made his face darken.

With a bit of reluctance on his face, he said, "Hey, where's your master?"

Tie Dan glanced at it and was immediately happy: "Hey, isn't this a big rice dumpling?"

The red-clothed Dharma King said angrily, "Bah! You bastard! The poor monk is an eminent monk, how dare you be rude like a mere servant?"

"Bah! You still have to be an eminent monk?"

Tie Dan squirted back without showing any weakness: "I don't even piss and take pictures, who is the worse of the two of us?"

"you!"

The red-clothed Dharma King stared, his chest rising and falling.

He has always been the one who leans on the rough and sells the rough, showing off others with a naive look and taking advantage of others, but now when he meets this guy, it's the other way around.

After finally swallowing a breath, he said with a dark face: "The poor monk doesn't care about you, what about your master?"

Tie Dan's eyeballs rolled, and he wanted to embarrass him for a while, but Jiang Zhou's voice came from the courtyard: "Tie Dan, let someone come in."

"Oh, I got it, my lord!"

Tie Dan responded, curled his lips at the red-clothed Dharma King, and said, "You're lucky, go in."

"..."

The red-clothed Dharma King passed by without saying a word, with a gloomy expression on his face.

I'm afraid that something will happen to this rough guy.

Entering the Jiang residence, he saw Jiang Zhou standing in the courtyard, looking up at the sky in one direction.

That piece of sky was reflected by the Buddha's light into a piece of gold, in which mantras can be seen faintly flickering, and all kinds of wonderful appearances change in it.

The Dharma King in red said, "Benefactor Jiang is indeed a great general, yet he is still so indifferent at this time."

Jiang Zhou didn't turn his head back: "Is the monk here to see Jiang's panic and ugly appearance? I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

The Dharma King in red hurriedly said: "Benefactor Jiang misunderstood the poor monk too deeply, there is absolutely no such thing!"

The piece of Buddha light in the sky did not last long.

From the time when the red-clothed Dharma king rushed over to when the Buddha's light disappeared, it was only about the time for a cup of tea.

Seeing that the calm seemed to have returned to the other side, Jiang Zhou withdrew his gaze and turned around: "Monk, what are you doing here? Do you want to get back the place?"

The Dharma King in red quickly shook his head: "What Miao Hua did, he has to bear it himself, and it has nothing to do with the poor monk."

"Looks like Benefactor Jiang has already guessed it? I'm afraid that senior insane has fallen into the siege of the eminent monks of Dafan Temple."

Jiang Zhou asked back, "So what?"

The Dharma King in red said: "Benefactor Jiang, as far as the poor monk knows, the Dafan Temple has been tracking down the whereabouts of the eminent monk who came out of the ruined temple for many years. Will let him go, benefactor Jiang must never be impulsive."

How did Jiang Zhou not know?

Just now when the Sanskrit sound was resounding, the epileptic monk used some supernatural power, but his voice suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart, warning him.

Otherwise, with his temperament, when he saw this movement, he might have to search for it.

The Epilepsy Monk probably saw through his temperament and told him not to pay attention to his grievances from Dafan Temple.

It is said that he "stealthly learned" the Ninth Meeting of Vajra, and Dafan Temple will not pursue it again in the future.

Jiang Zhou didn't know where the epilepsy monk got his confidence.

But he heeded the warning.

Didn't care about the fight over there.

But it's just because he knows that he can't control it even if he wants to.

As for later...

I only hope that the self-confidence of the mad beggar monk is not arrogant, and don't fall into the hands of those monks...

Jiang Zhou said to the Dharma King in red: "Monk, is that why you came here to tell me this?"

"This……"

Jiang Zhou's reaction was too indifferent, which made the Dharma King in red a little at a loss.

I had no choice but to say: "I'm afraid Yangzhou is not peaceful recently. Although Benefactor Jiang came from a high-ranking family, his roots are not here after all. It is inevitable that he is alone and weak. If you want to use the place of the poor monk, just ask."

"It's as if...the poor monk apologized to Benefactor Jiang for the matter of Miaohua."

Jiang Zhou nodded: "It's easy to say."

Seeing that his reaction was flat, the red-clothed Dharma King sighed inwardly, said a few words casually, and left.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to show his kindness and make up for it, but it seemed that it was not that easy.

Damn Miaohua...

Jiang Zhou watched the Dharma King in red leave, somewhat guessing his thoughts.

But he is not a big-hearted person.

Baoyue bald donkey, and Miaohua, they offended him today.

Let's not talk about what will happen in the future, but if you want to shake hands with him, it is impossible.

Jiang Zhou quickly forgot about the Dharma King in red.

Thinking of the epilepsy monk's words, his heart sank.

It seems that he has really been a little slack recently, although he practiced the magic method every day, he was too leisurely.

Although he had some scruples and didn't want to expose his "thirst" for demons, he was somewhat less cautious than when he first came here, walking on thin ice.

And his shortcomings are gradually revealed.

Although there is a catalog of ghosts and gods, he has no shortage of cultivation resources.

He can also get some common sense from books.

Even if it's secrets that ordinary people don't know, there are quite a few collections in Su Jingsi's collection.

But those things that were passed on by word of mouth, taught by ears, and even the secrets of practice, are nowhere to be obtained.

There are also various sources of information, which are too closed.

The information that can be obtained from Su Jingsi is too limited.

What the red-clothed Dharma King said just now, "Yangzhou is not peaceful recently", was alluding to it, but he didn't know anything about it.

I have to find a way to accumulate some catalog rewards as soon as possible.

Among other things, as long as the true spirit is enough, at least it can be invincible.

It wouldn't be so embarrassing to be chased by Monk Baoyue like today.

　Transition

　　
　
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