Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 82 Dharma
After seeing each other for a day, the ghost Sun Die transformed became more ferocious.

The protruding fangs, scarlet eyes, and the barely formed fetus in her arms were even more frightening. The mother and child lay motionless on Yuanxing's body.

They seem to be sucking something.

Yang Qi?

Looking at Yuan Xing's every move at this time, it is obviously extremely difficult, like carrying a big mountain on your back, it is difficult to just raise your head.

But he didn't realize what was wrong, he just kowtowed desperately:

"Master, be merciful!"

in a blink.

The round surface was covered with blood, and the cold stone steps were soaked in blood.

"Wow..."

Master Wu Yuan's face was gloomy, he swung his cassock violently and flung round the approaching Yuan Xing, without looking back, he walked up the mountain, and said coldly:

"When to wake up, when to go up the mountain to find me."

"If you can't wake up..."

"Cien Temple does not have you as a disciple!"

"Master!" Yuan Xing raised his head, but he could only see Master Wu Yuan's resolute back, no matter how much he shouted, he would not answer.

In a flash.

The back disappeared.

"Senior brother."

A monk in the field couldn't stand it anymore, walked over and said in a low voice:

"Why do you have to?"

"The master said that you have deep roots of wisdom, and you are the favorite among all the senior brothers. As long as you say something nice, you will definitely be let go."

"Yes!" Another person persuaded:
"Beauty is the best way to confuse people's hearts. When anyone has done nothing wrong, as long as the brother sincerely repents, the master will definitely forgive you."

"Yeah yeah!"

Several monks persuaded repeatedly.

"master……"

Yuan Xing seemed to be unable to hear their voices, staring blankly at the place where Master Wu Yuan left, and kowtowed again.

Mouth whispered:

"Namo Amitabha Ye Dotagata Ye... Amitabha Do Vigarando..."

"you!"

Hearing the voice in his mouth, the faces of several monks in the field changed slightly, and one of them stomped his feet fiercely:
"Stubborn!"

"let's go!"

Several people left one after another, leaving only Yuan Xing kneeling on the spot.

He chanted Buddhist scriptures, struggled to move his legs, kowtowed again, and moved towards the top of the mountain little by little.

"Taoist." Fangzheng's eyes flickered:
"What should we do now?"

"Go up the mountain." Zhang Mingrui touched the magic sword and stepped forward:

"The ghost has already entangled Yuanxing, and killing the ghost will kill him. Yuanxing is wrong to steal people, but the crime does not deserve death, and I am afraid there is another reason for it. I'd better meet Master Wuyuan first."

"Okay." Fangzheng hurriedly followed, the two bypassed Yuanxing, and he didn't ask until the distance was far away:
"What did Yuanxing say just now?"

"The Curse of Rebirth." Zhang Mingrui said:
"Obviously, he hasn't realized his mistake. He is still attached to Ms. Sun, forgetting that he is the one who practiced."

Fangzheng frowned slightly.

He felt that Yuan Xing was already repenting, but this kind of repentance was obviously not what Master Wu Yuan wanted, and what the monk wanted was the purity of the six sense organs.

The current roundness is too obsessed, and Sun Die is all in his heart.

up the mountain.

"Two."

Zhike monk clasped his hands together and said:
"In the past few days, it is inconvenient for the presiding abbot to see guests."

"Not seen?" Zhang Mingrui frowned:

"Did you tell Taoist Zhang from the Sanqing Temple to come?"

"I said it." The Zhike monk smiled wryly:

"The abbot said that if the two of you won't go down the mountain for a while, you can rest in the guest room."

"This way..." Zhang Mingrui touched his chin:
"Forget it, just wait here."

"Is there a place for Mr. Fang?"

"Hmm..." Fangzheng thought for a while, it's hard to guarantee that he will be missed by that ghost when he goes down the mountain, but with Master Wu Yuan and Zhang Mingrui sitting here, he can be safe.

I can just take this opportunity to ask about the tricks of talisman.

Immediately nod:

"I also live here for a few days."

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Three days later.

"There is a cloud in Dao Zang: The heaven and the earth were first divided, and the yin and yang have changed. There are three elements, five virtues and eight associations to form a book of flying sky, which was later written as a chapter of eight dragons and cloud seals and bright light."

"The chapter of the eight dragons and clouds seals the bright light, the natural air of flying mystery, and the empty writing, from a square one foot, and everything inside."

"The three elements are established, the five elements are salty, and the three and five are combined, which is called the eight meetings. It is the first creation of the universe."

"Afterwards, there are dragon chapters, phoenix texts, jade slips and gold books, alchemy books and ink scripts, etc., all of which come from this."

"If you don't know what it means, it's hard to know what it means!"

Fangzheng frowned, trying to understand the meaning of Zhang Mingrui's words.

Could it be that this talisman needs to be specially learned some kind of writing in Yunzhuan Mingguang Chapter?

This kind of writing can communicate the power of heaven and earth?
But it doesn't seem to be the case. Although the characters on the evil-breaking talisman are a bit flamboyant, the core of the talisman is the word 'positive'.

It can destroy evil!

"When drawing a talisman, you need to breathe smoothly, echo from beginning to end, and be sincere in your heart, otherwise you won't be able to draw the talisman."

talking room.

As soon as Zhang Mingrui's talisman was collected, the evil-breaking talisman had already taken shape, and the whole movement was smooth and smooth, with a unique charm and beauty.

"okay."

"Now this talisman has the dao rhyme of breaking evil and expelling evil spirits, but to activate the dao rhyme, it needs spiritual guidance."

"Spirituality?" Fangzheng asked:
"What spirituality?"

"The easiest, of course, is blood." Zhang Mingrui said with a smile:

"The blood of the caster is the most effective."

"Oh no!"

At this time, a shout came from outside:

"Circularity is about to die!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Mingrui stopped moving:
"Let's go and see."

Fangzheng nodded.

Li Gui is attached to Yuanxing, and once Yuanxing dies, its next target is very likely to be itself, of course it depends on how Master Wuyuan handles it.

If you can surrender and kill, that would be great.

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In front of the temple gate.

A figure resembling a skeleton tremblingly climbed up the stone steps, knocked its head on the ground, and chanted scriptures in a low voice.

His legs and hands had been worn away long ago, with white bones exposed, his forehead and skull sunken, and his eyes were dull and lifeless.

The voice was even more hoarse.

But the scriptures in his mouth did not stop.

"Zhitaka Sapoha..."

"Idiot."

Master Wu Yuan did not know when he appeared in the field, looking down at the round nature in front of him who was neither human nor ghost, his eyes showed impatience:

"Why so?"

The stone steps are difficult to walk, and it is even more difficult to kowtow one by one, especially with the current roundness, every step consumes all the strength of the whole body, and it is already tortured beyond recognition.

But he,

Still climbing up the mountain with perseverance.

"..." Yuanxing's body swayed, slowly raised his head, and then kowtowed heavily:
"Master, be merciful!"

"I can't save her as a teacher." Wu Yuan shook his head, with a bitter expression on his face:

"Now, as a teacher, even you can't save me."

Although he is a mage with superb Dharma, there are still too many things he can't do.

"Master, be merciful!" Yuan Xing just kowtowed desperately, as if he wanted to vent all his strength through this movement.

"Circularity."

Master Wu Yuan's voice was bleak:

"If you were not allowed to go down the mountain as a teacher back then, wouldn't you be here today?"

"..." Yuanxing stopped moving, and his voice was vague:

"The disciple has no regrets!"

"No regrets?" Master Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows, suppressing the anger in his heart, and asked:
"As a teacher, I would like to ask you, Miss Sun and Buddhism, which is more important?"

"Disciple fell in love with Ms. Sun." Yuan Xing said:

"Just like the disciples fell in love with Buddhism back then."

"She caused you to go astray!" Wu Yuan's face was serious, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"No." Roundness shook his head:
"It's Ms. Sun who has made a disciple."

"Evil barrier!" Master Wu Yuan raised his brows upside down, and suddenly slapped the Zen stick in his hand, the invisible coercion caused the surrounding trees to sway disorderly:

"Even now, you are still stubborn, so we know you are hopeless!"

"Amitabha." The round body trembled, and the hands with only bones were slowly closed in front of him, and the body curled up and knelt on the ground:

"The disciple loves Miss Sun, and dies without complaint."

"I have no regrets in this life. If there is an afterlife, I wish to recite scriptures for her in the next life. I only hope that Ms. Sun can get rid of the resentment in her heart and not suffer from this common thing."

"Master, be merciful!"

"You bastard!" Wu Yuan roared, acting like a glaring King Kong:

"You kowtow thousands of times, just for one woman?"

"Three days of chanting, the person who tortured me was not a ghost or a ghost, and it was also for a woman!"

"My Buddha's Supreme Dharma, in your eyes, is not as good as a woman who has had sex with you before!"

"Circularity!"

"You are hopeless!"

"Since that's the case, let the teacher personally send you on the road!"

"call……"

The Zen stick was raised high, and invisible force lingered on it, and it fell towards the round head like a thunderbolt.

"clatter……"

The void stagnates.

A ghost claw silently guarded the top of Yuanxing's head.

(End of this chapter)