I am invincible in Tianshi Mansion

Chapter 302 In the Jingkong Temple, the Demon Prays (4000 words)
Zhou Xuan followed the sound and looked, and saw a novice wearing a monk's robe crouching on the bank of the river not far away, using a wooden bucket to lightly poke the surface of the river and splash the water.

Wooden barrels drain water, the sound of water gurgling.

Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, and just realized that although this empty mountain is located between the sky and the earth, it is not composed of countless suspended stone platforms like the Department of Secret Storage.

This empty mountain is a fairy mountain on the sea, with a sharp corner sprouting like a spring bamboo shoot on the endless sea.

The sky is like the foot of a mountain, and the ground is connected to the endless ocean. Zhou Xuan probed out with his divine sense, but found that his divine sense felt blocked when it spread in the evil of death, as if he was moving forward in the mud.

He frowned slightly, even though he was able to forcibly spy with his divine sense, but now that he has just entered Kongruo Mountain, many strange things have not yet surfaced, and he has not even seen a shadow of Jingkong Temple. It's too early to tell.

"The structure of the world where Kongruo Mountain is located is completely different from that of the Secret Collection Division." Zhou Xuan said to Ling Qingyi, "I read "The Old Man Pikong in Yuan and Qing Dynasties", and I know that the Secret Storage Division is a folded space, but this Kong Ruoshan is completely different, it seems that this area was taken from a certain place and placed here..."

Ling Qingyi said in surprise: "You can see it! Kong Ruoshan exists in another world..."

She stretched out her hands, and her slender, white fingers carried a faint fragrance, shaking in front of Zhou Xuan.

"This is the world where our Great Xia Dynasty is located, and this is the world where Kong Ruoshan is located..."

She pointed to the palm of her right hand with her left index finger.

"You see, this contact part is where we are."

Zhou Xuan was stunned, and his heart became more solemn.

At this moment, the novice who was fetching water had already filled the two wooden buckets, lifted the wooden bucket and turned around, and suddenly saw Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi, who was frightened and staggered, stumbled and fell backwards.

Zhou Xuan supported the novice with his mana, stabilizing his figure, and another wave of mana wrapped the wooden barrel, holding him firmly at the novice's feet.

"Little master, the mountain road is not easy to walk, so you have to be careful." Zhou Xuan smiled.

The novice put down the wooden barrel, clasped his hands together and bowed. After reciting the Buddha's name and thanking him, he suddenly realized something, stepped back quickly, looked at them vigilantly, and asked, "Two benefactors, Now it is the prayer period of this temple, and no outsiders are entertained, how did you come in?"

Just as Ling Qingyi was about to answer, at the corner of Kongruoshan's stone path, a monk suddenly climbed down the steps and came to meet Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi.

The visitor had a gentle face, dressed in sea green, and holding a string of eighteen prayer beads in his hand. He walked steadily and quickly, and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

"Amitabha." The bhikkhu clasped his hands together and bowed in salute, "Young monk Haijue, you are polite."

Both Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi returned the salute.

Haijue said: "The two benefactors came to pray in this temple. The abbot and all the masters and uncles were inseparable. The young monk was ordered by the Wuling master uncle of Liao Yuanyuan to come to pick up the two benefactors. If there is any negligence, return Please forgive me."

Zhou Xuanlian said: "It's just an unlucky time for us to come... Everything should be done according to the rules of your temple."

Haijue asked: "The two of you have come from a long way, and the boat and car are tiring. Please come to the abbot in the back and serve tea."

Ling Qingyi frowned slightly, and was about to say something when Zhou Xuan stopped her and said with a smile, "Thank you, Master Haijue."

"Don't dare to do it." After Hai Jue said, he led Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi up the climbing stone path.

"Hey! Brother Haijue, you guys wait for me! I'm such a big man, wait for me!" The novice jumped up, carrying two buckets of water, and walked like the wind.

The three climbed up the stairs, Zhou Xuan turned his head and took a look, only to see the novice following panting.

His expression didn't change, in the eyes of his Dao pupil, there was no novice, it was clearly a rotten corpse, stepping up the stone path.

The wooden barrel was extremely old, and there was no clear water in the barrel, it was clearly a bucket of filthy, filthy water, curly hair and minced meat could be seen everywhere in the water.

He moved his eyes and came to the foot of Kongruo Mountain.

Kongruo Mountain is a fairy mountain on the sea, surrounded by an endless ocean of blue waves, but at the junction of the foot of the mountain and the ocean is a shoal, no matter how big the waves are in the ocean, the shoal is a scene of calm and calm.

But in Zhou Xuan's eyes, the shoal is full of turbulent undercurrents, and the shoal is full of dirty, foul-smelling floating algae. The endless sea in the distance is surging against the waves, rolling up countless dense bones, pushing back and forth like a washing machine .

Under the vast ocean, there was no life, let alone how many bones of living beings had been deposited, and how many lives of living beings had been swallowed up.

Zhou Xuan felt his scalp go numb.

Is this an empty mountain?Buddhist pure land?The oldest Buddhist inheritance on the land of the Great Xia Xian Dynasty?
Fuck... Zhou Xuan's goosebumps were on the rise, but fortunately, he had enough confidence in his heart. As the ceiling just in front of the Nine Heavens Milky Way, he was the one who hit the gods of the astral world and exploded their projections with his own strength. Not at all—well, at most a little flustered.

but.

The problem is not big.

"What are you panicking about? At worst, sacrifice the 'Yuantu Sword Qi' and invite everyone to a feast!" Zhou Xuan glanced at the Yuantu Sword Qi and Abi Sword Qi floating quietly in his dantian, feeling overwhelmed with security.

Following Haijue up the stairs, Ling Qingyi looked at the sweaty novice below, and wanted to speak several times but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Hai Jue explained: "Don't blame the two benefactors, the novice over there is the younger monk's younger brother, and his dharma name is 'Hai Ming'."

"Master said, life and practice, and one of the practice of Junior Brother Haiming is to go back and forth between the temple and the sea of ​​bitterness every day, until the water tank in the courtyard is filled."

"During this period, you can only go back and forth with your physical body, and you cannot use mana to relieve the burden."

"Use this to hone the Taoist body and lay the foundation for shaping the golden body and fruit industry in the future."

"So that's the case, the master really took great pains." Ling Qingyi suddenly nodded slightly.

"It turns out that the ocean is called the 'Sea of ​​Bitterness'." Zhou Xuandao, "The Buddha said, 'The Sea of ​​Bitterness is boundless, and the shore is right when you look back'. Could it be this Sea of ​​Bitterness?"

Hai Jue was taken aback, then smiled and said, "The benefactor is joking, this 'sea of ​​bitterness' is named by later generations, not the 'sea of ​​bitterness' in the Buddha's gatha."

Zhou Xuan nodded slightly: "I understand, this sea is not the other sea...or in other words, all seas in the world are boundless seas of suffering, and only by crossing them can we escape."

Haijue smiled: "The donor's Brahma nature is amazing, no wonder he is not affected by the Brahma nature in this mountain."

"Is there?" Zhou Xuan pretended to be surprised, and stroked his full head of hair, "But I feel that my head has become bald a lot. Could it be that I have enlightened the Buddha nature and will soon convert to Buddhism?"

Haijue shook his head helplessly: "The benefactor was joking. How can there be any connection between Brahma nature and these afflictions? The world is vast and there are many people with Brahman nature, but there are not many who become monks, right?"

Zhou Xuan smiled and said no more, but began to look around curiously, and his eyes fell on the birds and beasts running in the forest.

"These birds and beasts have Buddha's light in their bodies, and wisdom is hidden in their eyes. I'm afraid they have been influenced by Buddhism on weekdays, right?" Zhou Xuan asked with a smile.

Haijue smiled, nodded and said: "The benefactor can even see this, and he is indeed destined to be with my Buddha... This space is like five types in the mountain: the scales, the feathers, and the kun, all taste the Buddha's voice, and become more and more sincere. Outside, the sky is like a mountain, and practicing Buddhism can be regarded as a predestined method."

"The Buddha said to save all sentient beings, and it is admirable for your temple to save all living beings with strength." Zhou Xuandao.

"Amitabha, the almsgiver's praise." Haijue hurriedly said.

All the way up, passing through the splendid green mountains and forests, passing through the grassy landscape of Langya, Zhou Xuan raised his eyes and looked up, only to see the shadowy towers and heavy palaces faintly visible on the mountainside shrouded in mist and mist.

Going back several hundred steps, the two of them looked intently after pushing away the mist in front of them.

There are layers of palaces and pavilions, overlapping corridors and cypresses, lying among pines, bamboos and junipers. In the depths of the temple, the Bell and Drum Tower and the Buddha Pagoda are like two solemn guards, facing the sea of ​​suffering.

Zhou Xuan looked at it with the eyes of Dao, and saw that the evil spirit of death in Kongruo Mountain was lingering and lingering, and in Jingkong Temple, there was also gray mist sneaking in, but for some reason, in the entire world of gray fog, Jingkong Temple still had a piece of immortality. Mingxia, that Mingxia is as bright as a golden rainbow, as if there is a Buddha's voice saying, the sound is like thunder.

And that bright glow is surprisingly the last ray of light in the entire gray fog, like a flickering candle in the dark night, blooming with the last brilliance.

"Kong Ruoshan... Jingkong Temple has long been a desperate situation occupied by the evil spirit of death! But in this desperate situation, there is actually an indestructible 'righteousness'!" Zhou Xuan was shocked in his heart, and wanted to use his eyes to examine it carefully. But he found that there was a barrier like a water curtain outside the entire Jingkong Temple, and no matter how extraordinary his Taoist pupils were, he couldn't see the inside.

"That formation wall, presumably, is the Buddhist enchantment Ling Qingyi mentioned..."

"It seems that if you want to investigate carefully, you have to enter the Jingkong Temple." Zhou Xuan secretly said.

The formation wall is not bad, but following behind Haijue, the two easily penetrated the formation wall and came to the gate of Baocha Mountain as if they were walking on the ground.

There is a memorial archway at the gate of the mountain. In the middle of the archway, there are inscriptions on the left and right, saying: "The clouds are pure and the earth is spirited, and the sky is reflected in the sky and the sea."

There are three big characters in the horizontal script: Jingkong Temple.

"Both benefactors, please serve tea in the back abbot." Haijue asked.

Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi followed immediately.

Passing by the upper hall of the Chanyuan, Zhou Xuan looked in from a distance.

I saw cigarettes curling up in the high hall, filled with immortal air, eminent monks dressed in sea clothes and cassocks and treasures were stretching their backs and stretching their bodies, laying their chests on the ground, kowtowing to the Buddha's golden elephant.

On both sides of the pillars in the high hall, monks beating drums, beating bells beating bells, beating wooden fish beating wooden fish...

On the futon, a group of eminent monks in the west hall hold Buddhist beads and sing Buddhist scriptures.

In the first place, the presiding officer fell down in front of the platform and prayed with all his heart.

Turning around the main hall and going straight to the rear, Hai Jue served tea to Zhou Xuan and Ling Qingyi, and then said: "You two benefactors, please rest here, the young monk will take his leave first and return to the head of the Liao Yuanyuan."

"Thank you, Master Haijue." Zhou Xuan nodded.

After Haijue left, Zhou Xuan held the teacup and looked at the tea in the cup with interest.

Ling Qingyi raised her jade hand, and decisively set up a breath-covering magic circle, then turned to Zhou Xuan in a hurry, and said in a voice transmission: "Zhou Xuan, you can't drink this tea!"

Zhou Xuan's expression was calm, his eyes moved from the tea to Ling Qingyi's face, and he said with a smile: "I didn't expect that your acting skills are also good."

While speaking, Zhou Xuan pushed forward with a single thought, and continuously strengthened the isolation magic circle arranged by Ling Qingyi, and finally the three-foot field around the two of them became a pure land that absolutely cannot be explored by spiritual consciousness.

Ling Qingyi couldn't help being startled, and immediately said in surprise: "You already found out?"

"Aren't you too?" Zhou Xuan put down his teacup slowly.

Ling Qingyi nodded slightly, and her face gradually became solemn: "I only faintly realized that something was wrong in this world after you woke me up, but my 'Smart Cave' is still unable to see through the high-level layout. ..."

"I can only vaguely perceive the strangeness and ominousness here, the evil aura that sticks to me and wants to invade my body, entangles me like tarsal maggots, if I didn't use the energy of the five elements Stick to yourself, I'm afraid you've hit the road."

Zhou Xuan comforted: "You can rest assured that with me here, you will never fall into the way here. Since you haven't fully seen through it, let me tell you."

"Okay!" Ling Qingyi said seriously.

Zhou Xuan used his spiritual sense to transmit sound, and told Ling Qingyi of his discovery in detail.

When Ling Qingyi heard that the little novice Haiming had been dead for a long time and was now completely a corpse, she felt chills all over her body when she thought that there was a wooden bucket called Zhihaiti walking behind her along the way.

"It's not just Haiming, that Haijue... is already a corpse!" Zhou Xuan threw a heavy bomb, his expression extremely gloomy, "Even, the monk who is worshiping the Buddha in the high hall of the Buddhist monastery..."

"And they are all made of long-dead corpses?!" Ling Qingyi replied in surprise.

"Uh...that's not true." Zhou Xuan said.

Ling Qingyi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately realized that something was wrong—wait!The living and the dead get along day and night, eating, drinking and sleeping together, talking and laughing happily. This is the most frightening place, right?
But I heard Zhou Xuan said: "In the high hall, corpses account for [-]%... the remaining 'creatures' that are not corpses do not belong to 'humans', but evil monsters!"

"The Evil Demon Seed?!" Ling Qingyi's pink lips parted slightly, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and ponder, "The Evil Demon Seed, isn't it something Xia Yi created? How could it be?"

Zhou Xuan shook his head and said: "Although Xia Yi can mobilize the power of the evil and strange demons, and even rely on them to confuse the public and perfect the Qiyao Dao Dao Feixian magic circle, but he has never been the creator of the evil and strange demons!"

"The thing Jietian teaches is called aliens, and the evil demons are purer and darker things, almost composed of evil spirits. Now this entire empty mountain is full of evil spirits of death. It is the best panacea for different demon species!"

"Now the entire empty mountain, no...even the 'sea of ​​bitterness', has become a hotbed for breeding evil and strange species!"

"Jingkong Temple...has already fallen into a terrifying demon nest!"

　Thanks to book friends 'May Oriole' and 'Daoxuan Little Panda' for their rewards! ! !

　　
　
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