Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 170 Fighting Cricket (First Update)
Lu Feng saw a lot of dark smoke surging towards him, falling on his human skin ancient scroll, and turning into material. But the more this happened, the calmer Lu Feng became. In the depths of his eyes, the two golden lotuses were constantly turning, allowing Lu Feng to see clearly many scenes outside. He saw some hidden masters appearing from the darkness, as if they had been there for a long time. As prepared as he was, he participated in the battle. .

In the shadow, suddenly, a big wolf that looked like a calf jumped out of the shadow. In one fell swoop, it bit a monk on the neck and dragged him into the darkness!

All this happened so suddenly and eagerly that people couldn't react at all. The important thing is that no one would have thought that there would be a wolf hiding in this special place!Demon wolf!Lu Feng even has a suspicion, that is, those demon wolves may have already mixed with people, eaten the monks, and turned into monks wearing monk clothes!
This place has become a colosseum!It has become a field where strange creatures are fighting.

What makes Lu Feng's head even bigger is that there are naturally a lot of charms around him that can be absorbed, but even more of them are those that are unabashedly malicious.The master of Zhaju Monastery sealed off the entire camp, preventing people from entering or exiting. Lu Feng no longer doubted it. He knew that this was a bait and a trap.

It's also a game.

Just when he changed his mind, another demon wolf rushed towards Lu Feng and hit Lu Feng's butter lamp. The light of the butter lamp was like a cover. The demon wolf crashed into the butter lamp and broke his head. Blood flow, as for the butter lamp?The butter lamp stopped touching two stars and stopped moving.

When Lu Feng saw this, he glanced at the three masters next to him. None of these three masters had ever seen this scene before. His feet and hands were numb, and his whole body was soft. As for Lao Daxia, Lao Da On the contrary, Xia became much calmer. He just kept twirling the rosary beads in his hand and looking outside, but in the end he still looked at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng glanced at him and said, "Do you know where the Buddha statues, scriptures and logistics rattan boxes are placed?"

At this place, Lu Feng was thinking about the Buddha statue. Next to the Buddha statue, there might be a Bodhisattva to protect him. Old Daxia immediately pointed in a direction and said: "Over there, over there, over there is the Buddha statue of the 'Unpure Vajra' The place……"

When Lu Feng heard this, he suddenly said: "Do you know where the Buddha statue is? Then where is the Buddha statue of Hayagriva? If you know, take me there!
If we go there, we will have more ways to survive. "

Lao Daxia didn't ask why, he pointed quickly and said not far away: "Over there, over there, there is a tall statue of King Horsehead Mingwang. That is the monk's residence of Master Liaoqiu. Master Qiu practiced the secret mantra of Hayagriva to protect the Dharma, and where he lived there was a tall statue of Hayagriva from India."

"Good good!"

Lu Feng grabbed Lao Daxia and asked the big and small nima to hold his arm. Without saying a word, he lowered his head towards that place like a bison traveling on land.He used a secret spell to cover everyone's whereabouts and curb everyone's popularity. The chaos outside was now shocking. After all, besides these wolves, there were also many evil spirits lurking in the dark. Lu Feng even looked over there from a distance. At a glance, one could see that the human skins were holding hands together.

What words?

Just like what he saw in those "witchcraft" classics, these human skins have become a layer of book cover, wrapping a layer of books inside.This was indeed the case. Lu Feng saw that inside the book cover, mantras were arranged one by one, forming a new scripture. When these words were gathered together, Lu Feng could recognize them. It’s a “witchcraft” text, definitely a “witchcraft” text!
Moreover, these words connected some of the oldest things in the esoteric realm. Lu Feng felt that the ground began to move towards these words, and together they connected a kind of "dust" that he could not understand, which seemed to be the sandstorms he had seen. Like flying dust, it gradually began to accumulate in the air, quietly clinging to people's bodies!

As for the book, every drop of ink in it is the blood of those monks, and every vertical and horizontal stroke is the lives of several people.Every word in it contains the fear of death, and fear turns into the smell of death - how should we explain the smell of death?

Is it the stench inside the mass graves, the gloominess in the morgue, the cries of relatives, or the pain with no relief in the end?Or is it the despair caused by organ failure, or the unwilling resentment?
Both and none.

It is the "unknown fear" that pervades the entire camp, the unknown about what will happen after death, a kind of confusion, which brings about a trace of panic. Under this "empty panic", Many people were speechless. Even some masters were aware of this feeling. A kind of panic and deep pain silently attached to the "hearts" of all the monks and even Li Gui.

——If Li Gui is serious about it.

The big and small nima were trembling, as if they were frightened and dumbfounded by the cold. Old Dasha was even more unbearable. He was older than the big and small nima. What was important was that the faces of many monks he had seen in the temple He suffered more consequences than them. He had already begun to swing like a pendulum, and was slapped up and down by Lu Feng several times to wake him up.

The great compassionate rhyme of the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" bothered them, forcing them to cheer up. Lu Feng rushed to the place where he should go - the place where the "Horse Head Ming King" was worshiped. The tent was still empty. After all, it was the place where a deceased master lived. Lu Feng also asked Master Luo Ren about the power structure of Zhaju Temple. When Master Luo Ren was still alive, the deceased master had already Very famous.

Seeing Lu Feng dragging the monks over, and seeing the "Charm of Great Compassion" extending from Lu Feng's body at this moment, and the lotus flowers under his feet, the monks did not bother Lu Feng at all, and took him in. In response to his appearance, It is a monk with good practice. At this time, a monk with good practice is the fighting power.

Before entering the tent, Lu Feng turned back and looked at the scripture.

Lu Feng didn't know what this scripture was, but after seeing it, he immediately felt that this scripture might not be a good thing.

At the very least, it shouldn't appear in Zahulang Nol Mountain here.

Nor should it appear in the esoteric realm.

This is not a scripture that humans can understand.This may be a scripture that only Li Gui can understand.

This may not be the Dharma passed down by Tathagata Maharashtra!

……

Mountain ice wall.

Zahu Lake is next to Mount Lang Nol.

Different from the camp that is turning into a "hell on earth", there are several masters hiding in the darkness. They are ruthlessly watching all the things happening in front of them. More importantly, Lu Feng is among them. The yogis I saw in the "Shadow Grove" are indeed people who are together.

It can also be seen that they are all on the same journey, even the lords of the "Witch Cult" are among them. They look at the camp surrounded by the "Master of the Treasure Account" and seem to see everything inside. Tu Deng Master Dawa is also inside.

When seeing the sutras appearing, Master Thubten Dawa said: "Is this supposed to be the 'Li Kuai Endorsement' in the Sutra Printing Institute?

In this way, the map is true, but there is no such thing as "簰论" in the "Lotus Flower Temple", and the door of the "Printing Institute" has been opened, and a few words have come out. Secret mantra, this is impossible.

Is it because Li Gui inside doesn't want to come out, or is something else going on? "

Among these people, Master Thubten Dawa is not the highest-ranking monk, but in their words, they seem to be very familiar with the Lotus Chinzo Dharma Temple. Another "Witch Cult" lord, judging from where he is standing, He should be the most noble and distinguished lord among all the lords and nobles.

He is also dressed differently from others. He is wearing bright yellow silk clothes underneath. On the silk are the symbols of the "Witch Cult". Even here, he is not walking. Under his feet is a deaf man. and dumb slaves as his oxen and horses.

This slave is deaf and mute, but he can walk on the road like the wind. This reflects his family's special skills and skills.

As for the various Buddhist treasures on his body, there is no need to say more. What is more noteworthy is that there is also a mark hanging on his body, as well as a cow horn with a big key. Each of these is his family title. , the specific manifestation of nobility, such as the "Witch Cult" lord and noble nobleman of his status, who never wears his clothes in a haphazard manner.

Over the bright yellow precious silk, he just wore a common robe.

He was skinny and had a mustache, like a skinny tiger from the north of the secret realm.

After hearing what Master Thubten Dawa said, he said: "Yes, yes, but the Buddhas, haven't you discovered some strange things?
According to legend, the last generation of the presiding venerable person of the Lotus Chin Dharma Temple is called the Nirvana Lord of the Supreme Mantra Power and the Wisdom Dharma King. He can be called the Three Thousand Secret Mantras and can recite all the secret dharma fields. Secret mantras of various sects.

Even if there is something in the Tantric Dharma Realm, he can recite it, and even if it doesn't exist, he can also recite it.

He knew what had been passed down.

He has secret spells that have never been handed down.

Even the 'Temple of the Origin of All Laws' at that time was suppressed by him and could not stand up..."

When the noble lord of the "Witch Cult" said this, a big monk next to him snorted coldly.

He interrupted the noble man mercilessly and said sternly: "Master, the master of the dragon's outlet! If such a devil is passed down, it is better for Master Dalanghua not to hear or say it. Master, what you say is not ours." It is blasphemy in your ears! You must remember it!"

(End of this chapter)