Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 118 The Lord
Lu Feng walked on the mountain road and paid homage to the Bodhisattva with all his heart. It was not that he had never thought about it. These thoughts included the appearance of Monk Zhiyun he met when he was a Buddhist monk, and the appearance of Monk Zhiyun when he went to find Monk Zhiyun. The monk demoted the attendant monk around him to raise horses. At that time, he could decide the death of the attendant monk with one word. What is the difference between it and now?
He was a great figure who had never been "exiled" from the Endless White Pagoda Temple and was considered a great figure by Buddhist monks, but he ended up like this just because of a word from the presiding venerable.

What is the difference between what he sees in the eyes of the presiding venerable and what he sees in those attendant monks?
little difference.

As soon as this thought came up, it was shattered by Lu Feng. He let out a breath, holding the Gabala bowl in one hand, and the firewood in the other hand. The rest of the magical weapons were all absorbed into his "body" Grasping the growing Li Jui hand, Lu Feng recited the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" for a long time and continued to walk according to the guidance, throwing firewood and looking for yaks. After a while, Lu Feng saw the sun rising from behind the snow-capped mountains. The first cow.

It just stood in the snow, motionless, and looked stupid. When this yak saw Lu Feng, it had no intention of running, but a yak alone had an extremely unstable temperament. Not only did Lu Feng There was no way to avoid the yak's gaze. Instead, it stared straight ahead, step by step, full of threats. Seeing this, the wild yak spurted out clouds of white air from its nostrils, lowered its head and rushed over. Lu Feng was Hold down one hand and shout loudly!

"Buzz!"

Lu Feng vibrated his central meridians and exerted force all over his body. The chakras of the seabed emitted immeasurable light. Lu Feng seemed to be "hating the sky without a handle and hating the earth without a ring." He suppressed the yak with all his strength, but ensured that his strength was not too strong. , accidentally crushed this wild yak to death!
He firmly pressed the yak under his hands, held the yak's skull with both hands, and began to recite a curse!
It was not a special spell, but the wild yak was actually very stubborn. He wanted to keep exerting force, but Lu Feng held him tightly and pressed him into the snow. He would not relax for a moment. He stopped here and surrendered. This stubborn yak cannot be tolerated!While suppressing it, Lu Feng recited a mantra to make the yak follow him. The yak was very powerful, and Lu Feng was even more powerful than it.

"Not yet converted?"

Lu Feng angrily scolded the wild yak, suppressing it until its muscles and bones became soft and it lay on the ground, unable to move. Only then did Lu Feng feel relieved and let it get up to see how it reacted.

Just when Lu Feng was doing this, a group of people was stationed at the foot of Zahu Langnuo Mountain.

A noble man in a thick robe got off the carriage. He was well-dressed, but he was not the owner of the horse team. He was just a minor noble. He greeted everyone to start today's work. The real noble man should He came later. He came here today to do some preliminary work.

Prayer flags representing noble families were raised from the motorcade. These prayer flags looked no different from the prayer flags in Buddhist temples, but if you look carefully, you will see that the words on them are the "witchcraft" words that Lu Feng has studied. , Wai Wai, should be the name of a certain great witch family. The monks supported by the great witch families came over. They were also wearing monks' clothes, and they were also monks, but they were not the same monks as Lu Feng. They He is a monk of "Witch Cult".

After the failure of the "Witch Cult", King Zamp expelled a large number of "Witch Cult" wizards, but many "Witch Cult" wizards also left here and went to other places. For many reasons, the "Witch Cult" The "shaman religions" have also remained, but these "witchcraft religions" have also undergone changes to a certain extent.

Even King Zanpu was unable to disappear the "Witch Cult" from the esoteric realm. Until now, King Zanpu has disappeared. Above the esoteric realm is the world of upper-class monks, nobles, and lords. Among them, there are many lords who still worship Believing in "Witch Religion", there are also a large number of "Witch Religion" temples and a large number of "Witch Religion" monks in their territory. The lords can also expel all Buddhist monks from their territory.

Monks who often call others "heretics" usually ignore these things, because the number of lords who can be called lords, together with the nobles and upper-class monks, is no less than that of a Dafa temple with fewer people and wizards. , there are few means, and it will be of little use to denounce them as "heretics". If they don't send troops to attack, there will be nothing at all. As for wanting to send troops?That is even more impossible, and no one is willing to take this risk.

I just don’t know who these “witchcraft” wizards and monks work for.

They hung up wind-horse flags, piled up piles of mani, carved the "Seven-Character Mantra" on them, piled up fire ponds, and even a monk stuffed a human bone whistle into his mouth and blew out an extremely sharp whistle. sound.

There are monks who are reciting the "Seven-Character Mantra". They exude a strong charm, connecting with the power hidden in this land, causing a faint black veil to linger here and interweave in the sky. A densely packed big net came out. On top of the big net, there were countless hooks slowly fishing down. The monks slowly took out the secretly cursed rattan box. Make plants that offer smoke.

——They took out the azaleas growing on the sunny side, the "grass of life and death" growing on the shady side, the peach blossom branches at the foot of the mountain, the cypresses on the mountain, and took out the exposed pollen. He sprinkled it on these items for the smoke offering, and then took out highland barley, tea leaves, butter, tanned cattle and sheep skins and other items to prepare for the smoke offering.

On the other side, there are materials for blood supply. A large amount of white gas is sprayed from the nostrils of the mastiffs. They are almost crazy from the bloody smell. They are strangled by the necks of the bad guys and do not scream. They rushed out, and the only sound they heard was their wild barking of "woof, woof, woof", which broke the tranquility at the foot of the mountain.

Lu Feng slowly came down from the mountain and stared at their movements. He saw the chaplains setting up tents of five colors. He saw a big monk in red chanting a mantra and holding a vajra prong in his hand to set up the tent. Hold on, the strong wind picked up and blew up the tent. The monk yelled and told the wind to stop.

The wind really paused for a moment, but at the same time, the wind followed the tent and reached Lu Feng's ears. Lu Feng heard that the mantra he recited should be a Sanskrit mantra. He was a monk practicing Buddhism, not a cultivator. A monk who practices "witchcraft".

With vajra pegs stuck on all sides, the monk began to recite incantations for the large five-color tent. A servant took out incense and walked in in advance.

Further away, on a large smooth and bright stone, the butcher raised his knife and donated fresh intestines and hearts. The monks took them out with their bare hands and placed them by the lake in preparation for blood sacrifice.

The monk with bloody hands walked on the road, leaving behind a series of bloody traces and bloody footprints.

Many monks were chanting spells around him. Their spells were different from the spells held by Lu Feng. They were spells from the "Witch Cult". They released fresh meat, heart, liver and intestines, and... With the "whimpering" sound of a creature before it dies.

It turned into a scene that pleased the fierce god, and the blood fell on the big blue stone, falling into the unmelted blood.

It won't take long for the blood to turn into ice slag. This is the blood supply that is as famous as the smoke supply.

Those blood sacrifices are not just human beings. To the great lords, slaves are also livestock. In their eyes, human beings are common things in the offerings, but they are easy to find. .

A blood supply like this requires not only these livestock, but also feathers of eight colors and some extremely rare bones. The feathers must be inserted on the "stack" and the bones must be placed on the "stack". Among the foundation stones, some gods require special-colored animals for worship.

That's what's hard to find.

Some bones were thrown into the big fire pit of the "smoke offering". Thick smoke began to rise. The smoke offering started here, and the blood offering also started on the other side. People wearing heavy clothes, similar to Armored, masked "dancer", "shaman".They also started their own performance. They held magical instruments made of human bones in their hands and made enthusiastic noises. Each piece of clothing should be something that has been passed down for several generations. The sound of drums and whistles made of human bones, All kinds of sounds fell on this silent lake.

Those armors bear traces of history.

In front of them, someone had set up a "stack". Behind these "dancers", some people were setting up bows and arrows. Some people took out golems, wrote names on them, and placed them on the "stack". Next to it, people with bows and arrows shot at the "stack", which meant expulsion.

Lu Feng looked at these black gauze and noticed that there was something intertwined in the black gauze.

He raised his head and looked up, only to see the intertwined black gauze.

Is it the breath of any god?

In such a heated scene, Lu Feng saw the yak he was looking for. The yak seemed to be frightened by the aura and had no way to go, so he stopped in the carriage behind, which was the carriage that had just arrived. There was something out of the ordinary on that carriage. Lu Feng took a look and saw the imprint on the butt of the horse pulling the carriage, similar to the imprint of the "Zhuoge Dunzhu" master's family.

It's not that the two have the same mark, but that they both have some similarities. "Should he be a great noble? I don't know if he is a noble of the clan or a noble of the chieftain?"

Lu Feng thought, he was staring at that place - mainly looking at his black yak, because when he looked at it, there were also a few pairs of eyes looking towards him.

He saw Lu Feng at a glance and recognized how extraordinary he was.

After all, in such weather, a monk came down from the mountain, wearing no monk's robes and only covering his lower body with a blanket. He was dragging a Gabala bowl in his hand, holding a leg bone in his right hand, and a Gawu box hanging around his neck. He stood like this. Watching from the mountain, there were seven yaks following behind him, so everyone knew something was wrong with him.

More importantly, after cultivating into the Water Element, Lu Feng's skin was as white as snow and without calluses. This was the characteristic of the upper class nobles who were "off the job", "enshrined", and "who did not have to work to support themselves". So, then, Someone said something in the carriage next to him, and several people came towards this side. They must also be a messenger, with many slaves.

Lu Feng also walked towards the poor skin and tender meat, continuing to recite the rebirth mantra in his mouth. He was unable to save those people, because this was an offering to the gods, and no one would do it because of his actions. Stop making such offerings.

Of course, another reason is that his Dharma is not that special. If his Dharma were so special, he would stop it and these "witchcraft" sacrifices could be stopped. After all, the boat was not big enough, so Lu Feng suppressed his compassion. Under the lotus platform, he walked down the mountain with a normal expression.

When the two met, the housekeeper said respectfully: "Master, my master has invited the master to come over."

After finishing speaking, a slave knelt down and asked Lu Feng to stand on his back. He carried the unbooted monk over. Lu Feng picked up the slave and asked him to stand beside him and said: "Let's go, let's go. I will stop practicing like this. No one needs to carry me. You can just follow me."

When the housekeeper heard this, he thought that this master was an ascetic yogi. In the Tantric realm, there are many ascetic yogis. If this monk was an ascetic yogi, then it would be normal for him to look like this, even for someone like Lu Feng. The appearance is "normal" and "not uncommon" among many ascetic yogis.

As Lu Feng walked towards the carriage, voices came from the carriage. They were a woman and three men. The woman's voice was childish and she must be young. The woman asked curiously: "Dad, why is it such a cold weather? People don’t need to wear clothes, right? If only everyone could wear no clothes, those Chabas wouldn’t have to wear clothes, and Badayeba wouldn’t feel sorry for the clothes on those Chabas.

Can we ask this person to teach us how to keep clothes off? "

In the carriage, the slightly older man smiled and said: "How can a person not wear clothes? He would freeze to death if he didn't wear clothes. Even the slave had to squeeze together with the cattle and sheep to prevent himself from being killed. freeze to death."

"Then let them freeze to death. Badayeba has lost his temper several times recently because of these things."

The female voice said.

The man continued: "Sangzhuo, my little daughter, you should remember that those slaves are property. You cannot let them freeze to death. Your Badayeba is just a slave. Of course ten ordinary slaves are Not as good as one Badayepa, but one hundred or three hundred ordinary slaves?

Badayepa’s head is a wise one. When he is old and can’t even turn his head, Sangzhuo, we should cut off his head and make his head into a kabala bowl. Grandpa You I like the smart man’s gaba bowl the most, Sandra.

They are just slaves, there is no need to have any feelings for them. You will not be allowed to go to the place where you will settle accounts in the future, and you will not have to see Bada. He has something to do recently, so you do not need to see him. "

When he was talking, Lu Feng had already arrived. There were no monk robes, and those people couldn't tell what level of monk Lu Feng was. A monk came out and faced Lu Feng. Lu Feng faced him with his hands clasped together. , he also clasped his hands to Lu Feng.

The monk asked Lu Feng what was going on.

Lu Feng pointed at the yak not far away that had been surrounded by Chaba. The monk suddenly understood and signaled Lu Feng to take away the yak with the rattan box on it.

(End of this chapter)