Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 168 Sutra of Conspiracy
After a night of fighting, none of the monks in the camp had any sleep. Even if they took a break, they were still making preparations, just like the caretakers in the injured tent. Although the four people had left, there were still monks inside. It seems that the monk Zhi Na is an attendant monk and can cast some incomplete secret spells, but the secret spells will not have much effect.

They were only responsible for lighting the fire and taking care of it so that the injured monks inside would not freeze to death.

The entire camp was brightly lit. Many monks had poor eyesight and were unable to see clearly in the darkness at night. Therefore, in order to help them work better, there were guardian monks who carried torches and wandered around. The entire camp was bustling with activity. Lu Feng could see clearly. He drank the butter tea while drinking it. Little Nima stood next to Lu Feng, adding more tea to Lu Feng. The butter tea had a thick layer of oil. If he drank it too late, it would turn into a thick layer of solidified grease.

But no one would think that this oil is greasy. Even some high-status monks would not dislike these oils. Who would dislike oil in a place like the Tantric Realm?This is a good thing to nourish people!How many serfs could never get a sip of butter tea in their entire lives? Even some kind-hearted lords, on their grandmother's birthday, or on a wedding day, when they were competing for pasture with the chieftain next to them, Xutou slaves Let's take a sip - just a sip, not much more. Take a sip of butter tea, which is just the tea at the bottom. It has no bird flavor, and can't even taste the taste of fat.

But even so, it is still a delicious gift from Bodhisattva.

It is an extremely noble etiquette to give the first bowl of butter tea to the guests. Lu Feng drank two bowls of butter tea to indicate that he had enough. Xiao Nima then poured tea for Lao Daxia and Big Nima in turn. They drank, and Xiao Nima Only when you drink it, Lu Feng has no time to watch the fighting over there. That is not something he has to worry about.

There was no idle person in the entire camp, and the Zhaju Temple did not support idle people. Everyone was busy, so I had no choice but to call "Yong Zhen" and ask him to start at the "Wounded Soldiers Camp" and read a scripture. I thought I had really found a great treasure.

After drinking butter tea and eating fragrant highland barley fried noodles, several people began to use medicinal materials to cure diseases and save lives. Under the guidance of the old Dasha monk, the big and small Nyima concocted water and smoke, especially smoke, for treating diseases. The pile of tobacco was kneaded into the shape of Zaman, and he began to chant a spell over the water. Lu Feng did not participate in these things.

He told them to do it, and he went to watch the night outside. After a while, someone came out and went with him to the tent of the injured monks to treat them, while the other two rested for a while.

There is no need to say more or less.

As for Lu Feng's attainment of the six-character Great Ming Mantra, these medical monks had nothing to say and just followed his lead.The few medical monks did not have any status as senior monks, nor did they have any extraordinary achievements in cultivation. None of the elders in the temple were present.When several monks have no status as monks and officials, it depends on whether they are high or low in cultivation.

Visible to the naked eye, Lu Feng's practice is superior to theirs, and the Dharma is also superior to theirs. With such a monk, the three of them naturally listen to this master Yongzhen. Lu Feng motioned for them to rest and not to delay. They can't say anything about tomorrow's rescue.When the three heard this, they thought it made sense, so they all went about their own business.

Lu Feng stood guard outside. He walked around the tent holding the "Secret Mantra of Horsehead Ming King" and then came to the wounded tent.In the wounded tent, a lifeless air lingered throughout the tent. Although many people had "fallen asleep", the "despair" that had almost condensed into substance shrouded the entire tent.

The monks who stayed inside saw Lu Feng, took one look at him, and stopped taking care of him. These attendant monks were not capable of "standing on their own" in such a "turbid atmosphere", and people with unstable minds were like this. In such an environment, one would feel hopeless. Lu Feng gently held the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" and walked among the wounded. He knew that not everyone could be saved.

Some people took pills or "smoke" - this should be a kind of magical smoke similar to that required by some witches to help people sleep. They made painful groans in their sleep, which made people feel uncomfortable. Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Lu Feng took a look among these people and made sure that no one was still awake, so he took out his human skin ancient scroll and stopped for a moment.

Even Lu Feng could not help but narrow his eyes.

He had known for a long time that the camp was uneasy, but he never imagined that there would be such unrest in the camp. There were many changes in the human skin scrolls. The first part to change was naturally the second part. Lu Feng saw it. This blessing of wisdom, extended to thirty days, should be the benefit he got when he used the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" to dispel the evil charm, but the most obvious one was the third part of the Human Skin Ancient Scroll.

The big black and flowing wheel, the cunning and strange demon wolf, the hands of a woman whose face cannot be seen clearly, thousands of strange silk threads hanging up and down, I don’t know where they are hanging down, and there are also majestic, as if It is a shadow that can wrap around people at any time, and it is more chaotic than the back hill of the Endless White Pagoda Temple. This scene, let alone the "Master of the Treasure Account", Lu Feng has to run away when he sees this scene.

Lu Feng felt like he was involved in a mystery and conspiracy. Maybe it was not a conspiracy but a conspiracy. Someone used the secret treasure left in the "Lotus Flower Temple" as bait. Lu Feng even felt that that The maps are all real, and these things are brought together just to complete another plan.

'The karma has arrived, running is the best option! '

At this moment, he had not yet visualized his true deity, the "Master of the Treasure Account", but he was already very similar to his "original deity". When he encountered a problem that could not be solved, he took the best approach. Lu Feng did not know that he was a bystander. Or maybe he is a pawn in the game, but he knows that he is not the one in charge of the chess pieces, so how to deal with this?
Just stay away from one item.

Lu Feng suddenly closed his ancient human skin scroll and stored it close to his body. Then he walked out of the tent and began to circle around the camp. His eyes were like an eagle on the plateau, looking for someone who could leave quickly. roads, and from time to time he would take out ancient human skin scrolls to compare them to determine what was nearby.

Unexpectedly, half way through, before he could go back, he met a young monk. Lu Feng could not see, smell, or feel the strangeness in him, but he felt that this man had a lot of interest in him. Malicious and hostile, Lu Feng deliberately turned sideways, but kept his chest and abdomen in check, wanting to pass him between the tents.

But who would have known that when the two met, he would look directly at Lu Feng and shout out Lu Feng's name with anger: "Yongzhen!"

Lu Feng paused.

He looked at the young monk in front of him, clasped his hands together, and said politely: "Who is this, senior brother?"

He has really never seen this monk. Judging from the clothes he is wearing, he should be a monk from Zhaju Temple, possibly a sixth-level monk. Judging from the things he is carrying, he should be transporting goods here. Lu Feng had no acquaintance in Zhaju Monastery. When he heard Lu Feng's words, the monk's eyes spit out flames of hatred. He wanted to burn Lu Feng in front of him into ashes. He opened his mouth like a poisonous scorpion and wanted to kill him with his tail. The poisonous needle poisoned Lu Feng, and he said: "You should know me!
I am Ganing Renton Tashi, you damn thief!You deserve to be..."

After hearing the other party announcing his family status, Lu Feng opened his mouth and interrupted him mercilessly. Lu Feng said: "Okay, that's it, that's enough! My young master Ganing, please stop talking.

We didn't come to you, but you came to us instead. How did you practice Buddhism, and how did you practice it to become such a shameless and shameless person?How dare you speak so loudly in front of me! ?Could it be that the Dharma you practice is so indifferent to right and wrong?
My master, Elder Mingli, lost countless monks in his official residence because of your family's affairs. Each of them is more precious than the equivalent of gold, but they fell into your Ganin Manor like this. Among!That's it, Wuwu Baita Temple doesn't care about this matter, but now you want to ask me for an explanation, what kind of thief are you?

It’s really ridiculous. When you said it, did you also mean to support this temple?

Is this the intention of the Dharma King who presides over this temple?If it's not the case, just get out of the way. I'm going to recite sutras for those who were injured today. Don't delay the important events of the rest of the monks!

You are not welcome here!Master Ganing is not welcome here either!Only monks who can do something are welcome here! "

Lu Feng was eloquent and used great courage to suppress Ganing Renton Tashi in front of him!When Ganing Renton Tashi heard this, his face became even redder with anger. He pinched the rosary beads in his hand and was about to attack, but he was fast, and Lu Feng was even faster than him!

Lu Feng did not expect that he would see the young master of Ganing Manor here, but after seeing him, Lu Feng was not surprised. He just saw that the young master of Ganing in front of him was about to take action, and he counterattacked confidently. In this matter, Lu Feng is really not afraid. What's more important is that I don't want anything from you!
Your Ganing family has promised three manors but has not yet fulfilled them. Even so, you have turned your back on the Ming Lord!You must know that King Mingzhu is the protector of Wuwan White Pagoda Temple. No matter what, the Ganing family is the witch of Wuwu Bai Pagoda Temple and the people of Wuwu White Pagoda Temple!

Even if it breaks the law, this matter is still Wuwan Baita Temple's own business. So what if he becomes a monk of Zhaju Temple?Can he still sue this matter to the Dharma King who presides over this temple in Zhaju?Did he really think that Zhaju Temple was a compassionate temple?
Even if he is a child of the magic witch family, he has nothing special about him after his worship and inheritance are cut off. What should be afraid of now is the people in this camp. Unknowingly, the entire people protected by the master of the treasure tent The camp was full of evil spirits, magic wheels, and demons. Things were very bad, so Ganing Renton Tashi angrily stopped in front of Lu Feng. He must have wanted to cast some secret spell. He used his methods, but the distance between him and Lu Feng was only two or three steps at this moment.

Within two or three steps, Lu Feng made no quick movements. He just covered his mouth and then raised and lowered his hands.

The young master of the Ganing family fell to the ground and fainted, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Lu Feng threw him to the ground, but heard the sound of the gong. Lu Feng followed the sound and looked out. He also saw many people putting down their hands and looking over there with him.Another group of people withdrew from the mountain, pulling a large number of injured people behind them. From the looks of it, the monks who were injured in the "Lotus Chinzo Dharma Temple" last night were transported down the mountain, and three medical monks also rushed over. , everyone was in a mess, and no one paid any attention to Lu Feng, so Lu Feng observed outside. The monks who came down this time were different from the others.

Their bodies were covered with blood, like sharp knives cutting their bodies. The blood on their bodies should have been stopped, but their faces were very bad, and there was even a strange charm wrapped around their bodies. Monk Dasha looked up and down and touched it. Touching their foreheads, I had no idea for a while.

He looked around and saw Lu Feng. He walked over anxiously and said, "Master Yongzhen, Master Yongzhen, please save them. The Chiba heat in their bodies is so powerful that it will kill the others." I was so angry in both places.

Even a big cow can't withstand such heat. "

Lu Feng, Master Yongzhen, heard the words and saw the eyes around him looking at him. He walked over and carefully inspected the monks. He found that the monks' bodies were full of traces of fire and knife wounds.

No one knew where so many flames came from in the Lotus Temple. Lu Feng said: "It's Chiba's energy that has entered their souls. I used the rhyme of great compassion to stabilize their souls temporarily. Stabilize their situation first, then what happens next is beyond my control.

You need to be careful and carry them into the big tent. "

Lu Feng said. At the same time, he felt the hidden charm in these people, and knew that there was something wrong. He didn't believe that what he could see could not be seen by others.

What do the masters of this temple want to do?
"Do as the master says."

Old Daxia said, everyone actively sent everyone to the tent. Lu Feng was very busy. It was only at night that he stopped for a while.

He could feel that his "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" Great Compassion Rhyme temporarily warmed up the red fire energy in the bodies of these monks who had been "burned", and the Great Compassion Rhyme also increased. This was his rest karma. The blessings I received, but the frightening feeling became more and more intense.

At night, Lu Feng felt his eyelids begin to beat.

This is a very unlucky symbol. Lu Feng took a look and found that the only people who could move in the tent now were Da Nima and himself. The rest of the monks and attendants went to prepare medicinal materials. Lu Feng asked Da Nima to hurry up. Go out quickly to find Monk Dasha and drive him away.

As for himself, he immediately came out of the tent and started walking along the path he took earlier today. As he walked, he recited the secret mantra silently. The rhyme of great compassion emanated from his body and connected with the footprints on the ground. Together.

On the way.

His eyes fell on the outside of the tent curtains illuminated by fire, and he saw the short and fat "Treasure Master" above began to disappear, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

'Ran. '

Seeing this, Lu Feng felt that his scalp was numb. Before he could go far, he met Lao Daxia who was coming over. Da Nima, who was sent out by Lu Feng, was holding the rattan box beside him. Lao Daxia saw the man who was on the road. Lu Feng came and said, "Master Yongzhen?"

Yong Zhenzhi thought he couldn't hear and walked quickly. Da Nima chased after him and reached Lu Feng's side. Lu Feng grabbed him and dragged him away. Da Nima looked weird. Just as he was about to speak, he heard something. There was a voice coming from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw Master Yongzhen grabbing him with a very bad expression on his face, refusing to tell him to go back.

Damima asked: "Master, what's wrong?"

Lu Feng said: "Don't go, it's just the Sutra of Thoughts. Grab Lao Daxia and let's leave quickly."

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