I collect gold fingers in the heavens

Chapter 891 Curse, Suppression

Zen Master Baiyun held the Golden Buddha in his hand and recited scriptures silently in his mouth. The Golden Buddha in his hand immediately shone brilliantly. There were Sanskrit singing sounds in the air, golden lotuses gushed from the ground, nectar fell from the sky, and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.

The dark, tyrannical atmosphere in the room was immediately suppressed.

The roar that seemed to hurt to the bone also became inaudible.

"Master..." At this moment, Yan Shi'er looked at the closed door, her face was full of heartache, "My master..."

"I'll go in and have a look. You wait outside." Zen Master Baiyun stopped chanting, and the vision of the Buddha's light disappeared immediately. He thought for a while and said to Yan Shi'er.

It's not that Zen Master Baiyun has some ulterior secrets that he doesn't want Yan Shi'er to know.

But Yan Shi'er's strength is still a bit low, but in the later stage of foundation establishment, Zen Master Baiyun was afraid that something would go wrong in the follow-up, so he hurt Yan Shi'er.

"Thank you, Master." Yan Shi'er clasped his hands together and said gratefully to Zen Master Baiyun.

"Amitabha!" Chan Master Baiyun chanted a mantra, dragged the golden Buddha, and walked towards the door.

The door opened automatically, and the inside was dark, like a bottomless abyss, just looking at it would make people shudder.

Zen Master Baiyun's face remained unchanged, and he walked in calmly. After he entered, the door closed automatically.

Outside, there was only Yan Shi'er with a worried face left.

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The outside of the room and the inside of the room are two different worlds.

in darkness.

There are howling winds and howling ghosts.

Zen Master Baiyun is successful in cultivation, but in such an environment, he can't see things.

But his spiritual sense is still there, and he feels that there is danger approaching in the dark.

Zen Master Baiyun took his time and began to recite the [Heart Sutra].

The Buddhist scriptures inspire the power of the golden Buddha in the hand.

The Golden Buddha shined again, and the golden light and Sanskrit singing appeared at the same time, radiating in all directions.

Darkness is dispelled.

There was soft light in the room.

And Zen Master Baiyun's eyes can finally see the situation inside the room clearly.

The house was corroded everywhere, emitting black gas.

But what attracted the most attention was an old man with disheveled hair who was tortured to the brink of death in the middle of the house.

Above the old man, there is a phantom shadow of a black mountain pressing down, like a huge burden.

But there were countless female ghost heads wrapped around his body, frantically biting the old man's flesh and blood, making shrill ghostly screams.

There was a golden light on the old man's body protecting the most important mind, but under the bite of the black female ghost's head, it was like a candle in the wind, and it would be extinguished at some point.

"Hero Yan..." Zen Master Baiyun looked at this scene with a look of compassion on his face, and once again the scriptures in his hands, the light of the Buddha from the Golden Buddha seemed to become softer.

[Ksitigarbha's Vow to Rebirth Sutra]!
After Zen Master Baiyun recited this scripture, the nature of the Buddha's light also changed. When it shone on the old man, the distorted and crazy meaning of those female ghost heads with mournful and ferocious faces subsided a lot.

As Zen Master Baiyun continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures, Ksitigarbha wished that the Buddha's light continued to shine on these ghost heads, and finally the faces of these female ghost heads showed liberation, and then slowly dissipated in the Buddha's light.

Only then did the old man have the strength to raise his head, and said hoarsely, "Thank you!"

Seeing this, Zen Master Baiyun cast another [Sweet Rain Technique] on the old man.

The old man's face gradually became a little ruddy. Although he still looked like a ghost overall, he felt much better about himself.

This old man is none other than Yan Shi'er's master, a generation of swordsman Yan Chixia.

"Thank you." Yan Chixia said to Zen Master Baiyun again.

Zen Master Baiyun shook his head, his eyes fell on the [Black Mountain Phantom] above Yan Chixia's head.

This is demon power, unlike Yan Chixia's ghost aura, which is naturally restrained by Buddha's light.

In fact, Zen Master Baiyun did not solve the problem of ghost energy in Yan Chixia.

That's a curse.

A curse issued by a ghost far beyond the level of the ghost king.

With the power of the Golden Buddha, Zen Master Baiyun only suppressed the curse temporarily, but this is a temporary solution, not the root cause. Sooner or later, it will still erupt.

Zen Master Baiyun collected his attention, looked at Yan Chixia who had been tortured by the curse these years, pondered for a while, and told the truth about the situation.

"I know!" Yan Chixia didn't take it seriously, and Zen Master Baiyun admired her carefree demeanor.

Zen Master Baiyun asked, "Hero Yan, I see that your curse aura is caused by the [Old Black Mountain Demon] in the Underworld?"

"That's right! It's that old monster!" Yan Chixia looked up at [Black Mountain Phantom] that was weighing heavily on him like Mount Tai, and said.

"As far as I know, [Black Mountain Old Demon] usually doesn't come to Yangjian because of his inconvenient movement." Zen Master Baiyun said.

"I took the initiative to deliver it to my door." Yan Chixia laughed at herself.

Seeing that Zen Master Baiyun looked inquiringly, he explained, "There was a thousand-year-old tree demon in Lanruo Temple back then, and it kept killing the creatures of the past."

"I couldn't see it, so I fought with it."

"Although the Millennium Tree Demon is powerful, he is still no match for me, so he fought and fled, and fled to the Underworld."

"I'm chasing after."

"It turned out that after arriving in Netherland, I discovered that the backer of this millennium tree demon is actually [Old Black Mountain Demon]!"

"Of course, what I met was not the main body of [Black Mountain Old Demon], but just a clone of it!"

"But with the nearly endless ghost soldiers, I have almost no strength to resist, and I almost collapsed there!"

Yan Chixia shook her head.

"Fortunately, I had a few treasures that I bought at the No. [-] pawnshop back then. I blew myself up with the treasures, so I managed to escape with my life and return to the underworld. However, I didn't notice myself at that time. The curse of the demon!"

"So all these years, I have been making no progress in my cultivation, but the power of the curse has become stronger and stronger until later, it is completely unstoppable." Yan Chixia said with a sigh.

"So it is like this!" Zen Master Baiyun said.

"This time I have to thank Master, otherwise, I don't think I can last long!" Yan Chixia said to Zen Master Baiyun very sincerely.

"Hero Yan, you are too polite! I admire you for eliminating harm in the world. For your treatment, any capable practitioner will help you." Zen Master Baiyun said.

After a pause, Zen Master Baiyun said again, "However, Great Xia Yan... the Golden Buddha only temporarily suppressed your curse. If you want to cure the root cause, unless there is a major repairer comparable to [Black Mountain Old Demon] to remove the curse for you, Or, we have to go down to Netherland and get rid of [Black Mountain Old Demon], so that the curse can be truly wiped away."

"I know!" Yan Chixia's expression was serious. He knew all the methods Zen Master Baiyun said.

However, these two methods are not so simple.

(End of this chapter)