Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 135 Old Debt! (Thank you for praising the great Mr. Fool, thank you)

No one dared to restrain the guru at this time. They were all ignorant. This was a sign that Lu Feng's practice had entered the path of advancement.

The Maha Mudra that Lu Feng is practicing at this moment is the "Yoga of the Body". When practicing the Maha Mudra method, Kundalini must be allowed to spread from the bottom chakra of the central channel, like a fire. Like a stove, it emerged from the central channel, revealing its own "temperature" and melting his "golden beads" and "moon beads".

Let the liquid of the golden beads and the liquid of the moon beads flow in his chakras to achieve great happiness.

Then he turned great happiness into wisdom to help him liberate himself. At this moment, Lu Feng's breathing method can also be called "wind yoga". Unknowingly, his "wind yoga" has made great progress.

At this moment, Lu Feng no longer had any thoughts and ideas such as "never finished, no food to eat, no bed to sleep". Lu Feng stopped working at this moment, reciting incantations, working, reciting incantations, reciting incantations, there was nothing else he could do. Lu Feng didn't know that reciting the mantra had become an "instinct" for him and was integrated into his breathing.

Just like the great sun rising every day in this esoteric realm, just like the strong wind in this esoteric realm appearing so naturally every time!

Many times, Lao Tashi did not dare to speak to remind himself that what his guru was doing was wrong.

He should see that in some areas, what the guru did was actually better than what he did.

By doing this continuously, Lu Feng reached a level that everyone was afraid of.

In desperation, Cuosuo and Zhawa boldly invited Monk Zhiyuan over and asked him to advise and preside over the ceremony.

"No need to worry, no need to worry, you don't understand, you don't understand!"

Monk Zhiyuan took one look at it, showing his sincere joy, and said: "Praise all the masters, praise all the great men, praise all the Dharma protectors, praise all the Bodhisattvas, praise all the Buddhas."

He kowtowed his head tremblingly, and an unknown sound came from his lungs, like a bellows. Just listening to it made people very nervous, with a sense of despair.

Different from the past, Monk Zhiyuan can only come here with the help of Baima.

After a few days, Monk Zhiyuan's short hair turned white, as if snow had fallen on his head. His skin was also much looser, and his skin was an ominous waxy yellow.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the scene in front of him. After a while, he finally said: "Don't disturb the master, the master is practicing.

Anyone who interrupts the guru's practice will enter the Vajra Hell. "

When these words came out, no one dared to speak.

Cultivation is a very private matter. If the master doesn't tell it, others don't dare to ask. Master Zhiyuan said this, so the person who presides over the practice must have his own reasons. Everyone here is quiet.

Monk Zhi Zhiyuan had no intention of leaving.

Unable to withstand the tossing back and forth, he sat where he was and told everyone to just do whatever they wanted. He still squinted his eyes and looked at Master Yongzhen. He did know some yoga and some Mahamudra. During practice, there is a way to practice by letting the mind rest, which can also be called "wind yoga".

But no one thought that Master Yongzhen would practice "Wind Yoga" in this kind of practice situation and while working. This should be Master Yongzhen's unique practice method.

No matter what the situation is, it is normal for craftsmen to have shortness of breath when working on such snow-capped mountains. Many craftsmen contracted curses and dragon diseases during such work and died on the mountain.

Even some masters died due to this curse and dragon disease, but Master Yongzhen should be different. I don’t know where the difference is, but Monk Zhiyuan has confidence in Master Yongzhen.

Monk Zhiyuan was sitting cross-legged not far away, and Caidan Lunzhu stood beside him, a little timidly.

The rest of the people were working. Tsedan Lunzhu was watching all this. He was still young and could only hold a small stone. Monk Zhiyuan waved with difficulty and called the little novice to come over. He took out the rosary and opened his eyes. But he didn't realize that his eyes were already astigmatistic, and he said slowly: "Caidan Lunzhu, Caidan Lunzhu, a good guru is worth thousands of taels of silver at home.

Do you know these words? "

The little novice monk Caidan Lunchup said cautiously: "I know, Master."

Monk Zhiyuan nodded slowly and continued: "Yes, everyone knows this sentence, but there is another sentence that no one dares to say, but I dare to tell you.

That is a good guru who has fewer highland barley seeds than the manor owner’s farm.

A good guru is rarer than a noble man with a kind heart, like gold in a river.

Those are all things that can be heard but not seen. You are so talented. It took me many years to meet a bodhisattva-like master like Master Yongzhen.

It's a pity that I don't have the blessing to be with my guru all the time, but you are different.

Caidan Lunzhu, the words and deeds of the guru are the most precious wealth. You must watch, listen and know the words and deeds of the guru.

There are some things that you don’t know or understand, and that doesn’t matter.

Because there are some things you will always know and you will always grow up.

But a good guru, a good guru..."

When Monk Zhiyuan said this, he felt a little sleepy. The words in his mouth had obviously reached his throat, but he just couldn't say them out.

No more strength to spit out.

It felt like a chicken bone was stuck in his throat.

It was like a mouthful of thick phlegm was lodged in his throat. Monk Zhiyuan felt very sleepy, but he knew very well that this was nothing more than sleepiness, but that his lifespan had expired.

At this time, he opened his mouth, clearly feeling that he should be speaking, but nothing came out. In the end, he felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he could not open them no matter what. , but there is no pain and no relief. Monk Zhiyuan has also forgotten many of the secret techniques used here in previous practice.

He stopped talking.

The head also slowly lowered.

Caidan Lunzhu said something beside him, but he could no longer hear it. He only felt waves of chills coming from his body, and a strong and strange rhyme was transmitted from his body, as if Something seemed to be reviving in his body.The "human" side was quickly suppressed.

The "cunning" side has undergone great changes.

Without the appearance of the bardo, the bardo will be swallowed up by the charm before it appears. When the protector Pema discovered this, he immediately turned into a white yak. ​​At this time, a stone from Lu Feng It was placed on top, but it fell down, hitting his toes squarely!

At the same time, the ancient scroll stacked by Lu Feng on his lower back suddenly emitted enough heat to wake up Lu Feng!

Lu Feng suddenly felt as if something had been opened!
What's broken!
Suddenly he got furious!
A burst of anger suddenly emerged from his heart!

A burst of angry fire came out of his nostrils and turned into the fire of wisdom at the back of his head. The "energy" that rushed out of the lotus platform followed the central channel and headed towards his left and right channels. The pulses even flowed towards the miscellaneous veins in his body.

Lu Feng opened his mouth and suddenly shouted in two accents: "How dare there be such a filthy thing? How dare there be such a filthy thing!
How dare you impregnate Buddha soil?

How can it be impregnated with Buddha soil! "

Lu Feng pointed a finger, and the protector Pema quickly stood in front of Caidan Lunzhu. She was afraid that just by accident, Caidan Lunzhu would be frightened by the appearance of the guru and become stupid and stupid. Stop this. Suddenly, Lu Feng was facing Monk Zhiyuan, but not just Monk Zhiyuan!
The moment the stone landed on his toes, Lu Feng felt like "the silver bottle was suddenly broken and water slurry burst out", a burst of great liberation power inherent in the human body, from his "budding" lotus platform. It rushed out and fell into his eyes, causing some changes in his eyes.

With that finger, he saw a figure appearing behind Monk Zhiyuan. The figure was about to get out of Monk Zhiyuan's body.

In the body of Monk Zhiyuan, there are also countless connected threads, like sticky threads connected in the dark swamp. These threads are pulled together with this figure, and they want to become one with this figure!

Without knowing why, Lu Feng knew that if he waited until the shadow behind Monk Zhiyuan and Monk Zhiyuan merged into one, that would be the time when Monk Zhiyuan transformed into Li Wei!
Lu Feng held the Zhi Fist Seal with his hand and without saying anything, he was already at the side of the Zhiyuan Monk. He didn't care whether the Zhiyuan Monk was still breathing. He just stared at the black figure. The black figure was still alive. He saw Lu Feng, but he made no move.

Lu Feng took action!
Lu Feng picked up the three-branch vajra in his hand, and then, six hands "grew" out of his body. The six eminent monks transformed into sharp and strange arms, with a magic weapon in each hand, and the black figure appeared. Looking at Lu Feng like this, Lu Feng looked at him like this, and suddenly, three strands of the vajra pestle pierced him hard!

"Mo,
The three men carry the burden of the sun, and Luo pardons them,
Take the battle,

Maha Lusana, Sa Pozha also,

Moo,
Talaka,
Awesome comic! "

As the curses turned around, his face became more like "Fudo Mingwang Zun". With his great anger, the Vajra Bell also started ringing. This time, the Vajra Bell sounded unusually, as if there was something inside. The monk was chanting a mantra, and golden lotus petals were flying on the other single vajra.

The Great Compassion Yun surged another three inches around him, and there were gems turned into Yingluo around him, and there were six-character Great Ming Mantras in the gems.

The sounds of the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" were heard in the surrounding wind horses, and the sounds of the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra were brought from all directions.

Lu Feng's "Six-Character Mantra" even evoked a certain charm not far away. On this mountain where eminent monks walked every step of the way, a lot of charm was evoked by Lu Feng's "Six-Character Mantra". From the iron rod, from the prayer flags, from the wind horse flag, from the mani pile, it was slowly passed from everywhere.

The angry look behind Lu Feng's head became more and more lifelike. Lu Feng visualized the "Emperor's Sword" and slashed at the back of Monk Zhiyuan!

Cut off that black shadow completely!

The black shadow glanced at Lu Feng, then suddenly turned into a ball of violent wind and disappeared!
The surroundings suddenly turned into a black storm. The storm came quickly and quickly, frightening the packhorses and yaks around. Lu Feng opened his eyes wide and called out the "Great Wind Spell"!
"Gah! Da da da! Da ga ha! Moo! Lou Luo! Om ha la!
"Gah! Da da da! Da ga ha! Moo! Lou Luo! Om ha la!
"Gah! Da da da! Da ga ha! Moo! Lou Luo! Om ha la!
Lu Feng's voice became louder every time, and in the end, it was almost roaring. Lu Feng visualized "Fudo Mingwang Zun" in his mind, and used the "lion's roar" technique, and the surrounding people were stopped by drinking. , all settled down.

Baima rushed out quickly to protect the frightened yaks and pack horses, preventing them from rushing out. Zhi Lufeng felt that the ancient scrolls behind him were still heating up. He frowned and suddenly looked at Cai Dan. On Lunzhu.

"Cai Dan Lun Zhu" has a mysterious charm.

He spoke.

Because what happened here was so sudden, no one dared to speak, so no one expected that the little boy Cedan Lunzhu suddenly spoke, so his voice was extremely clear, and everyone had to listen. clear.

Lu Feng looked at Cai Dan Lun Zhu and said, "You should give him to me. If I don't take yours, I will take his."

Lu Feng's anger continued, and he continued the duet: "What should I give you?"

"Caidan Lunzhu" said: "Gan Ning Manor, you should give it to me!
I don’t want what’s yours, you’ve already given it to me.

I must take what was promised to me! "

Lu Feng thought of it, it was red nectar!

It's the red nectar mixed with his blood and that of Zhiyuan Monk!
But because of this, Lu Feng became even more angry!
Because this is against the rules!

"You have received the offering, how can you return the two great monks as offerings!
duh!duh!duh!
Say your name. Since you dare to ask for it and take it, then say your name!

I know who wants to get these two great monks!

Who dares to give you such courage!Who are you, who are you, who are you! "

Lu Feng stamped his feet and asked again and again, "Who is the Master Hutuketu?
Is it still the one-legged monster, or is it the dragon?Or the Fengshenlou Lonabao?
Who is it, who is it!
You dare to come and get it, but don't dare to say anything? "

When Lu Feng said this, the great compassion rhymes around him actually merged into Lu Feng's single-stranded vajra. Lu Feng pressed forward step by step. As of this point, Lu Feng actually already had an answer in his heart, but the other party No matter what, Lu Feng wanted to build a stack, set up a "demon", and write a name on the demon.

"Lulu Napao!"

"You don't want me to hold a Dharma meeting to exorcise evil spirits! Lou Luo Na Bao, you are so greedy and stubborn!"

At such a moment, Louluo Nabao was driven away and turned into unwilling winds, which were about to escape from Caidan Lunzhu, but he still refused to admit defeat and said: "Both you and him must win." After death, he transforms into the companion god of his master Hutuktu, and you two have no way to escape, no way to escape!"

Lu Feng directly struck the vajra pestle into the wind, and said angrily: "Don't worry, I will never die!"

(End of this chapter)