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Chapter 250 Hanging Temple

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Hanging Temple.

In the Buddhist six-character mantra 'Om Mani Padme Hum', the Xuankong Temple inherits the word 'Mi', which is said to have the effect of washing the bones and shaping the Buddha's heart. It is said that those who have achieved success in practicing the word 'Mi', their Blood is like flowing gold, which can break away evil spirits, apply it on the body of mortals, it can be invulnerable to all magic, and can use blood as a formation to seal demons. The eminent monks of Xuankong Temple often have the feat of sacrificing their lives to subdue demons.

When they go out and encounter demons, they can shed their own blood to subdue them.

This kind of blood is naturally very precious, there is only a small amount in their bodies, and it is difficult to accumulate.

Unlike other monks, as long as the original blood is not exhausted, it can be spontaneously spawned. It is not difficult for a monk with a high cultivation base to flow a river of blood.

"Amitabha, I heard that His Excellency the Buddha has won all the way, and I already feel that I have lost [-]% of the battle, but I still have to compare with the previous one."

Master Huaixu, the abbot of the Xuankong Temple, said this modestly. He is also a semi-saint. After hearing about the previous battle situation, he didn't feel that he could take advantage of force, so he said this.

"It's always good to be knowledgeable."

Luo Mo said calmly, and by the way scanned Huaixu with the True Spirit Seal, and obtained the word 'Mi' Tianyin and the scripture secret technique of Xuankong Temple.

Huai Xu said again: "I heard that the content of this competition is determined by us, I think it's not fair, what do you think, Lord Buddha?"

"You don't need to try. Since I took the initiative to come to the door to discuss Buddhism, it is natural to see the strengths of each family, so let me show you what you are best at."

"Since this is the case, the old monk will propose a method that does not hurt peace."

The old monk Huaixu smiled, his eyes under his white eyebrows were narrowed, like a cunning old fox.

"It's up to you." Luo Mo analyzed in his mind the Tianyin of the word 'Mi' he got from Huaixu, feeling a little pleasantly surprised.

There is something magical about the Tianyin of the word 'Mi'. The method of tempering Buddha's blood is quite different from the ordinary scripture secret technique, and it does not seem to be the method of this era.

Hearing Luo Mo's promise, Huaixu waved his hands, and many young monks walked out of the Xuankong Temple, all young.

Then he said: "These are all disciples of my Xuankong Siji generation, they are still young. You and I each choose one to teach for three months, after three months, let the two juniors compete, how about it?"

Luo Mo, who was analyzing the Tianyin of the word 'Mi', was amused by the old monk Huaixu's tricks.

"You are good at calculating."

"Where are you?"

Huaixu's move is ingenious, anyway, the people in front have already lost, and it is also an ancient temple that inherits the six-character mantra, so it would not be too embarrassing for them to lose, so it is better to take this opportunity to benefit the temple.

The disciples of the younger generation in this generation were originally few who were particularly outstanding and had the appearance of arrogance, so they resorted to tricks and planned to create two little arrogances, and they also had to borrow the hand of this Buddha.

Really cunning.

But Luo Mo will not refuse the challenge. He regards himself as the future Buddhist supreme, so it is a reward, not to mention that it is not harmful to him to cultivate a disciple, and it can also be promoted.

A group of young novice monks looked at Luo Mo, the outsider curiously, but when Luo Mo stared at him, they all turned their heads and did not dare to look at each other.

It's not that they are afraid, but they just don't want to be selected. After all, going to study with outsiders is a kind of thing that they don't get along well with, but for children, being in the gregarious is more important.

"March is too long, three days at most."

Luo Mo didn't allow Huaixu to refute, and directly picked a round-headed young monk, "You, come here."

The little monk was a little afraid of life, and hid behind a senior brother, but appeared in front of Luo Mo the next moment. Such methods would not scare the monks of Xuankong Temple, but the little monk was crying, "Uncle Master, can you change someone. "

"Jizhu, this is your blessing." Huaixu's tone was a little harsh, "This time we are discussing Buddhism, it is fair and just, you have to put your heart into it and don't neglect it, understand?"

The little monk was very reluctant, "Yes, Uncle Master."

"Yeah." Huaixu also picked out a young monk whose cultivation base was comparable to Ji Zhu's. He was a newcomer to the cultivation world who had opened up the sea of ​​bitterness and the spring of life gushed out divine power. Divine flight.

After the selection was over, he said, "There are secret rooms prepared in the temple."

"No need, just here."

As Luo Mo said, he took out a piece of white bone, which shocked Huaixu greatly, because it was a bone of a saint, although Ne Luomo suppressed it with divine power, he could still see it with his eyesight.

How precious are sacred bones?Each piece is a first-class precious material, whether it is refining equipment or refining medicine, it has great effects, and now, the Buddha actually took out a piece.

Luo Mo did nothing else, but said to the little monk Jizhu, "This is the skeleton of a man whose corpse was exposed in the wilderness. Here I have a sutra about rebirth and salvation. If you recite the sutra for three days, it will also be given to you." You are lucky."

The little monk nodded, "I see."

Luo Mo passed the sound transmission into the secret, and told the little monk Jizhu a scripture, and the little monk set up his magic weapon, and began to knock on the wooden fish and chant the scriptures.

The scriptures were complicated, and everyone heard them clearly but didn't seem to hear them clearly. It turned out that the Buddha was reciting the scriptures together.

The sound of chanting sutras made the white bones glow slightly, and the dots of light flew out, falling on Jizhu's small bald head one by one, and blending in.

Huai Xu:? !
Can it be like this?
The so-called transcendence, in his opinion, is clearly transforming the saint's bone into a strange power, and then absorbing it into the body.

According to his observation, this strange power did not directly strengthen Jizhu's Taoism, but integrated into their bodies to strengthen their Taoism foundation.

There is such a Buddha Dharma?

He laughed, anyway, the benefits fell to his Xuankong Temple, not a loss.

Then he also began to teach his disciples, the method was much simpler than Luo Mo's.

For example, take out some pills from the Great Luo Realm directly, or let the little monk named Ji Yuan take it, or crush it into powder, dissolve it in the spiritual spring and apply it on him, and then start teaching him to practice a few pills. A secret technique to temper the meat shell.

Just on the first day of practice, the young monk Jiyuan's body reflected golden light under the sun, and he seemed to have made great progress.

On the second day, the young monk Jiyuan's skin turned into a golden color, and he made a sound like gold and iron when practicing boxing.

On the third day, the little monk Jiyuan was already thundering inside his body, as if a river was rushing in his veins.

Huaixu also spent a lot of money, using some elixirs bought by Da Luojie to build the foundation, and took out some precious medicines he refined to help the little monk Jiyuan lay the foundation for practicing the word "mi" Tianyin.

One must know that some materials are quite rare and expensive, and he paid a lot of money, in order not to lose the face of Xuankong Temple.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary disciples to learn the word 'Mi' Tianyin when they are in the Lunhai Secret Realm, unless they use money to pile up!

But the talent of the little monk Jiyuan is really not good. Although he is relatively good among his peers, Huaixu has invested so much resources, but he has not yet been able to gather the Buddha's heart. Practiced from the outside to the inside.

After all, three days is still too short. If it is three months, it is enough for him to cultivate a descendant with Buddha's heart and golden blood.

On Luo Mo's side, the little monk Ji Zhu was still chanting scriptures, and he had to recite scriptures for three days.

Just thinking about it, the little monk Jizhu tilted his head and lay down on the wooden fish, sound asleep.

"Hahahaha, this little guy actually fell asleep."

"Buddha knocked on his head, that little bald head, I've wanted to try it for a long time."

"Wake up quickly, sleep alone is not enough."

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The little monk Jizhu naturally didn't know about everything in the outside world. After he fell asleep, he saw the Buddha who asked him to recite the sutras for three days.

"I'll pass on to you the Great Dream Heart Sutra, the word 'Ba' for Tianyin and the secret art of Buddha's heart and golden blood."

Ji Zhu nodded, and then said: "But master and uncle say I'm stupid, I'm afraid I can't learn so much in three days."

"In the dream, everything is under my control." Luo Mo waved his hand, and a vast world evolved, where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, bodhisattvas were everywhere, spiritual springs were flowing, and golden lotuses were floating.

"Time is also controlled by me. From now on, every moment will be three days."

The speed of thinking is different from the speed of the outside world, and it is easy to adjust in the dream, and as a monk, there is no need to worry about bursting the brain.

It’s not so easy to adjust in the real world. It’s not that Wushi who can practice the law of time is basically uncontrollable, or that Luo Mo’s immortality method can only be adjusted in the real world after he has cultivated to the fourth level of the eternal life. flow rate.

The outside world is fleeting, and the inside is years.

As long as he can cultivate to the fourth level of eternal life, it will not be difficult for him to become the supreme humane or be able to kill the supreme humane within 200 years, because the time flow can be adjusted.

At that time, just burn some pure yang elixir and adjust the flow rate of time, and you will be able to practice in closed doors for hundreds of thousands of years. He can say bluntly that with his aptitude and resources, he can burn time and cultivate for 1000 years to get out of those restricted areas. It can all be cleaned up.

The flow of time in the dream is different, it is just an illusion, it is used by Luo Mo based on the word "呵" Tianyin Dameng Heart Sutra, and Ji Zhu can only get experience from practicing in it, which is relatively illusory. Daoxing will not grow at all.

But in this way, his experience value increased rapidly, and Luo Mo's requirements were not high, and it was enough to be able to get started with these few secret arts.

After all, there are still saint bones, and Jizhu’s mana is low. Even if he uses the supernatural scriptures, he can’t completely supersede the saint’s bones, but even a little bit is enough for him to lay a solid foundation. .

A full three kinds of Buddhist heavenly sounds, plus the bones of the transcending saints, are enough for him to rule the roost in the same realm.

outside world.

Ji Zhu was still sleeping soundly, but unknowingly grasped the bone of the saint with his hands, and chanted scriptures in his mouth as if he was dreaming, the undetectable dots of fluorescence were peeled off from the bone of the saint and submerged into his body.

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Daleiyin Temple is located on the top of Mount Sumeru. It is magnificent and simple, and the tiles and ridges are covered with a layer of holy brilliance.

The copper plaques of the Daleiyin Temple are already rusted, and after 30 years of baptism, they still exist in the world. The four big characters, painted with iron and silver hooks, are vigorous and powerful, and even now there are still traces of emperor air circulating and exuding With powerful and terrifying fluctuations.

Behind the temple, there is a big bell, which rings long and loudly, deafeningly, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and there is also the emperor's aura.

The things here are not imperial weapons, but they were used by Emperor Amitabha Buddha, or they were sacrificed and refined by himself. As long as they are stained with the word emperor, they are enough to show extraordinary.

In front of the Great Leiyin Temple, there is a dead tree without a single leaf, its branches stretch out like a horned dragon, it is an extraordinary wood.

Bodhi tree!
This is the bodhi tree in the period of Amitabha Buddha. The bodhi tree was born from this old body, leaving such a dead tree and turned into a seed. Then it was left on Mars by Shakyamuni, and Nirvana again. It became a bodhi child and was obtained by Luo Mo.

Xiao Yan looked at this bodhi tree in his incarnation, and wanted to take it away very much.

After all, this bodhi tree has been nourished by the imperial spirit of Amitabha Buddha. Unlike the one on Mars, which has no essence in its dry body, this one can last for 30 years.

And during these 30 years, the story of Amitabha Buddha's enlightenment under Bodhi has been widely circulated, so this dead tree is not only a good material, but also has a huge power of faith!

Sooner or later is mine.

At the time when the deity was challenging the ancient temples in the Western Desert, Xiao Yan's incarnation came here, and it was not an ordinary visit.

He came with the great sage, the Golden King, and brought the holy prince with him in the name of visiting Dou Victory Buddha. Mount Sumeru received them kindly and kindly, telling them to hurry up and get rid of the dead monkey. pick up.

Everyone said that the Dou Sheng Buddha was enlightened by Ximo Buddhism, so he stayed on Mount Sumeru.

fart!
The Great Sage Mo Ke on Mount Sumeru was suppressed by that monkey!

That monkey went to Mount Sumeru just to find the Buddhist method of prolonging life, and he was wearing a fairy iron rod for fighting the Holy Emperor, so it was so easy for them to save him.

If Mount Sumeru did not store 30 years of accumulated belief power, this monkey would do whatever it wanted.

In the end, the monkey got enlightened by the Buddhist method of prolonging life, but the great sage Mo Ke was still suppressed.

Forced to do nothing, the Buddhist sects all called in reinforcements.

"It's not a loss to be a fairy phoenix, it really has the appearance of a fairy."

The person who praised Xiao Yan's incarnation was a woman under the dead bodhi tree, her face was like a silver plate, her wind and eyes were like lightning, she was wearing white clothes, a golden crown on her head, engraved with a picture of Buddha's enlightenment, and a beautiful jade pearl hanging on her snow-white neck Sitting cross-legged under the bodhi tree, the figure coincides with the avenue, and the Taoist image of Amitabha Buddha can be vaguely seen.

This is a female sage, and she is an extremely powerful figure among the sages, even the Golden King is intimidated by her power.

Xiao Yan's avatar smiled back, "I've seen the Great Peacock King Ming."

The woman got up from under the bodhi tree, but she didn't move her feet. Instead, a golden peacock appeared, hunched on her back, blooming with splendor, showing her majesty in the former residence of Amitabha Buddha. The aura of dominance in heaven and earth.

"You know me?" The Great Peacock King Ming asked.

"Slightly familiar with innate calculations." Xiao Yan replied in an avatar.

The Great Peacock King Ming looked at Xiao Yan's incarnation, his eyes were like lightning, he saw through this flawless fairy fetus, and secretly admired that there are such creatures in the world.

"Then do the math, where does this Buddha come from?"

(End of this chapter)