River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 83 Relics

After entering the golden gate on the stone wall, as soon as he entered, Jiangling saw that the surroundings were pitch black.

Damp and rotten.

Under my eyes, I saw that this place is not in the painting, but in a cave.

The "Riverside Scene During the Qingming Festival" on the surface of the stone wall was originally just a decoration.

The inner cave is not too deep, but extremely spacious.

Near the wall of the cave, a corpse sat there, wearing a Zen robe, which was already in tatters.

'Is this the skeleton of the eminent monk? '

hum~
The bronze mirror suddenly flew out automatically,

Suddenly, something flew out of the skeleton, echoing the bronze mirror.

Jiang Ling waved his hand across the air, and took the object into his hands, seeing it as a green eyeball.

'I'm afraid these are not human eyes, are they? '

When the bronze mirror touches the eyeball, the eyeball disappears with just a flash of light.

The next moment, a glowing eye appeared on the bronze mirror.

Looking in front of the bronze mirror, within three seconds, one's mind will be lost and hallucinations will come out.

It was also thanks to Jiang Ling having the jade jue to reassure him, the illusion had no effect on him.

Hastily put away the mirror, already counting in my heart.

'It's really not the right thing to do. '

Looking at the bones of the eminent monk, there are nine golden beans falling on the cross-legged place, shining in the dark.

Jiang Ling also took it into his hands: "This should be the Buddhist relic."

The relic's statement was called internal stones by experts in later generations.

But if you say that the golden relic in front of you is a stone, no one will believe it.

Holding the relic in the palm of his hand, Jiang Ling suddenly intuitively sensed the huge energy contained in the relic.

He tried to hold one in the palm of his hand, and when he activated it with spiritual power, the essence of the relic exploded and turned into a surging force in an instant, pouring into Jiang Ling's arm.

This power is like a mountain like a sea, like a mountain torrent pouring down, and like a galaxy spraying, it cannot be restrained.

Jiang Ling felt that his arms were about to explode.

Feeling uncomfortable, he subconsciously slapped the side to vent his strength.

Unexpectedly, when this palm was struck, the rock was deeply sunken more than ten meters away.

Each fingerprint is seven or eight inches deep into the rock.

At the same time, the surrounding ground trembled, and dozens of stalactites also fell in the cave.

'This relic has such power? '

It's a pity that I didn't know its usefulness at first, but just now, it was a waste of one.

The relics that used up their energy quickly turned to ashes and fell apart in his hands.

Look at the bones of the eminent monk, and there is a sheepskin scroll.

Upload 【True Number Mahamudra】Three Seals!
Overwhelming!
Zhen Tianyin!
Open the seal of heaven!

Buddhist handprints are unparalleled in dominance, and are the first choice for subduing demons and ghosts.

After these three seals, there is a picture of the Dark Wheel Demon King.

Write a letter to the "Dalun Mingwang Dharma Xiangjing"!
In addition to the Dharma image of the Great Wheel Ming King, the following scriptures are a method of cultivating the Tao.

It is not much different from the "Qian Kun Yi Qi Gong" practiced by Jiang Ling.

The scriptures are missing,

I don't know if it is incomplete, or it was bitten by snakes, insects, rats and ants, but most of it has been broken.

'Probably the most valuable, that is, this thing. '

After collecting the scroll, Jiangling suddenly saw a hole on the left side of the skeleton, where there was a stench.

If you look closely, you can see a lot of fox hair falling off the ground.

"Dare to say that a fox lived here before, sharing the same room with this skeleton. '

He also remembered that he got the black ring from the fox back then.

Perhaps, according to the legend, this eminent monk was able to move in the void and leap ten miles in one leap, thanks to this black ring.

It's just that before he was alive, he hid the mirror inside the wall of the ancient village, and drew a picture of Shura's hell outside.I don't know why.

'The old woman and the scholar didn't dare to venture into this place easily, but they were clever and were mistaken by their cleverness. This monk is already dead, so what danger can there be? '

Jiang Ling tore the parchment in half,

Half of the incomplete scriptures were handed over to Ying Ning: "Since the old woman called you to come in, you should also bring something to give to her. This is also considered a good relationship. It may be beneficial to you in the future."

As for himself, it is unnecessary.

Before leaving, he bowed to the skeleton, and after exiting the golden gate, the [Along the River During the Qingming Festival] on the stone wall gradually disappeared.

Even the entrance of the cave was exposed.

’ Or something I took, which made this place lose its mana, and that’s how it was. '

Outside, on the two stone platforms, people in Yunyan Pavilion and Qingfengling were all looking forward to it.

Seeing that Jiang Ling and Ying Ning finally came out unscathed, they were surprised and curious at the same time.

Ying Ning followed what Jiang Ning said, and when she came out, she threw the half parchment scroll in her hand to the old woman without saying a word.

The old woman looked happy: "You are a pretty good girl."

Looking at the sheepskin scroll, it is a Buddhist classic, but unfortunately it is incomplete and of little value.

"Although the value is at a loss, what you have done is not bad. In the future, if there are vacancies for the registered disciples of Yunyan Pavilion, you may be allowed one."

This is the word of the scene.

Let's not talk about whether we will really let one,
Even if they really let it go, it's just a registration, nothing rare.

But this was already in Jiang Ling's expectation, he just wanted Ying Ning to form a good relationship with her.

"What did you get?"

The middle-aged scholar saw that Ying Ning had gained something, so Jiang Ling should also gain something.

Although Jiang Ling had offended him with his words earlier,
But if he can be satisfied this time, then it is not impossible for him to consider a little forgiveness.

"Nothing." Jiang Ling said.

"Even if she gets something, you get nothing?" the middle-aged scribe questioned.

At this time, the disciples of both of them also rushed towards the cave.

Since Jiang Ling went in all right, then they would be all right too.

Soon, they came out again.

There is really nothing in there, except for the bones, what is left now is probably only those fox hairs.

Yuan Lou came out, went to the middle-aged scholar, and reported the situation in a low voice.

The middle-aged scribe said to Jiang Ling: "I'll give you another chance. Don't hide it. Tell me what you got. You must know that there are some things that you are not qualified to have."

Jiang Ling was humble before, but he wanted to save some trouble.

But seeing that the scribe didn't give up, he still had a skeptical attitude,

He is no longer modest.

The way of speaking returned to the past, and said: "You are funny, before the golden gate was opened, none of you dared to enter.

Now I say that I have gained nothing, and you have doubts.

But in the end, even if I gain something in it, what does it have to do with you? "

The face of the middle-aged scribe changed suddenly.

If Jiang Ling was only provoking his temper before, now he is provoking his murderous intent.

"Can you say that again?"

Yuan Lou wanted to stand up, but the middle-aged scribe still stopped him.

From the looks of it, the middle-aged scribe was about to make a move on his own.

As long as Jiang Ling dares to say it again, even in front of those people in Yunyan Pavilion, he will not hold back.

(End of this chapter)