Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 232 It’s the wind moving

When Monk Ming'an saw Yongzhen suddenly taking action, he immediately turned his head. He was so frightened and angry that he took out his vajra and stabbed him with all his strength!

"Yongzhen! How dare you! How dare you commit murder here!"

He was really angry. As soon as he made a move, his Dharma Protector was attached to the vajra. The blood of many people was spread all over the vajra. At this moment, it seeped out like droplets of blood. It would pollute Lu Feng's body and mind.

What he was chanting was the "Seven-Character Secret Mantra" of the "Witch Cult". In the main hall, the original butter lamp was suppressed by the strange rhyme at this moment, and the light of the butter lamp turned blood red!

This blood-red color seeped into the ground, and as the secret spell was connected to the shadow of Ming'an Monk, it transformed into a sheep-headed scorpion-shaped creature. No one knows what it was. This monster, along with Ming'an Monk and the Vajra Pestle, He was about to fall on Lu Feng's fire of wisdom, but suddenly a lion's head appeared in the fire of wisdom, making him unable to pick up the vajra in his hand.

"Heretics, heretics, heretics!"

He stopped, but the lion head suddenly spoke human words and became angry. The flame turned into a curse in an instant, and hit Monk Ming'an hard like a hammer. At this moment, Monk Ming'an flew out upside down, and all the butter lamps behind him were extinguished.

Disturbing darkness appeared in the main hall, but none of the "Buddha statues" in the main hall moved.

On the contrary, the lion head in Lu Feng's wisdom fire was furious!

Lu Feng's voice came from inside, shouting at Ming'an that he couldn't even lift his head!

Every shout of silence had an effect on his soul. With every shout, Monk Ming'an became older. Under such commands, Monk Ming'an became as sluggish and unable to move as an eighty-year-old man!

It was only at this moment that Lu Feng said: "You are just a guy with a silver gun and a wax head - I thought it was for some reason that I asked you to hang out with these chieftains. It turns out that you don't even practice Buddhism and are studying 'witchcraft'." curse!

Do you have any special status that can teach you the methods of "witchcraft"?

Which god are you a descendant of?

How ridiculous!

Just went astray! It’s really impossible to save him! Stupid! madness! "

After these few sounds, the Ming'an monk's soul was completely shattered, and the evil spirit spread all over his body. Before he could debate the scriptures, the monk actually turned into a fierce evil spirit! When Lu Feng saw this, six eminent monks Li Jui suddenly walked out from beside him. These six eminent monks Li Jui were holding magic weapons, one of them was holding a Zamaru, and he asked the new Li Jui to calm down.

The Lijue monk holding the Zamaru shook the Zamaru and slowly walked towards the outside of the temple. The Lijui transformed into Monk Ming'an also followed the Lijue monk towards the outside. , such behavior is like "a drop of water blending into the ocean." There is an extra wandering Ligui outside the secret law domain. It is not a big deal, or even a very common trivial matter.

It's useless for Elder Mingli to clean up the mess.

After Lu Feng's voice was transmitted from the package of wisdom fire, the wisdom fire gradually dissipated.

Then they saw the two "Chu Zhong" who were alive and kicking just now, now fell to the ground withered, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead, but it was better than Monk Ming'an. He didn't simply "lose Buddhism" and "turn to witchcraft" just now. He was so passive in front of Lu Feng just now. Ying Lu Feng had other methods that others definitely didn't know about.

This is the "precept" for his penance.

It was the one who brought Youbu Discipline from Quanzhou and gave Lu Feng another manifestation of Buddhism.

Everything that happened here was like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling. The attendant monks and the rest of the temple slaves did not dare to take a peek at this place. Their master, the monk of Sunrise Temple, had already turned into a strange person. After disappearing, Lu Feng piled a pile of mani here, and the eminent monk Li Gui who left also took a detour and came back. Lu Feng carried the two "Choi Chung" in his hands and went out, sitting on the white horse and left.

These "loyalty braggarts" had no worries, and Lu Feng had no intention of taking their lives. He was just asking them to swear an oath to the "Fudo Ming King," and it wasn't a big deal. What is even more noteworthy is Monk Ming'an. Lu Feng originally thought that Monk Ming'an also had some extraordinary cultivation, but now he discovered that he started practicing Buddhism instead because he had no chance to make further progress in Buddhism. "Witch" spells.

This is nothing unusual. Compared with the other monks of the "Zhi" generation, Monk Ming'an can be considered to have advanced in cultivation. At least he has not indulged in "wine, sex and wealth". But in some temples, monks are not allowed to learn the "Witch Cult" incantations. Anyway, Lu Feng is not allowed to practice the "Witch Cult" incantations, which are the "Ten Great Divine Spells" he learned before. Now there is no need to study it all the time, let alone use it.

For him, many Buddhist teachings are like a bottomless sea. What is more important is the precepts. Lu Feng has no chance to learn a few books of the precepts in that rattan box. He just has to observe the precepts first, and his mantras Naturally, he has a little more power of discipline, not to mention that after having this idea, his "Fudo Mingwang Zun" will be even more stressed about these "heretic things".

It's a pity that Monk Ming'an was originally supposed to be left to Elder Mingli, but now it seems that Elder Mingli will be able to eliminate the sheep-headed scorpion god Li Gui transformed into Monk Ming'an in the wilderness.

——Lu Feng arrived in front of the two official strongholds and sent the two "loyalty" men back respectively. He also received "enshrinements" at the same time. What Lu Feng said was that he was the one who sent these two "loyalty men" back. , brought back from the desolate place in the wilderness, their minds were blinded, and they almost became enemies of the Buddha.

He was almost killed by Li Gui.

——In the two official villages, the chieftains were both polite and offered sacrifices to Lu Feng. Lu Feng stood at the gate of the official village and did not go in. They did not know that this person was the chieftain of their power. Having harmed "Yongzhen", maybe even if they knew about it, they wouldn't be able to take revenge here.

After all, nothing is what it used to be.

If they don't get to stay forever, they will have a good life in the future.

Lu Feng looked at the gate of the official village. The official villages of these families were much larger than the official villages of the Kaqila family. They did not open the door at night. The master was carried up in a basket, and the offerings were also moved back in a basket. When Yeba sent it down, Yeba was very polite. Lu Feng said that he understood the rules of the official village.

During this period, Lu Feng observed the weather and found that these two official villages naturally had a desolate atmosphere lingering on them. Like spoiled highland barley wine, it was no longer sweet and had even begun to become rancid. Lu Feng sighed. With a sound, Wuyou was on his way at night, and he found a place and lay down in the snow nest again, observing the sky.

The stars were still bright, and Lu Feng had no intention of saying anything. He just asked Baima to turn into a white yak, blocking the wind outlet of the snow nest. There should still be a lot of time before it snows. During this time, the temple There should be an undercurrent surging inside, right?

Regardless of the rest, the big bosses and chieftains in the state capitals have already begun to sharpen their knives and want to take action on the temple property in the temple. They just don’t know what is inside the temple. What a scene.

Just thinking about it at this moment makes me feel that it is interesting.

One of the most interesting games in this state is about to start when it snows.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng took out his butter lamp and lit it. The flame on the butter lamp naturally changed from oily green to golden yellow, shining on the leather in front of Lu Feng. Lu Feng looked at the remaining residue on the leather. The few names that came down were speechless for a long time. How many of these people can go to the Endless White Pagoda Temple with them, and finally observe the collision between the presiding master and the head of the clan? How many of them can survive in the end?

When these people were inside the temple, they held such great power. They could decide the life or death of others with just one word. But outside, they all looked like this. Lu Feng thought of Monk Zhiyun again. In an environment like the Tantric Dharma Realm, it is extremely difficult not only to maintain a firm mind, but also to maintain a firm mind.

The most important thing is that in an environment like the esoteric realm, there is no possibility for people to make mistakes. If you make a mistake just once, you will never be able to transcend it forever!

It's like walking on thin ice!

Lu Feng kept all these lessons in mind. After dawn, Lu Feng set off alone to find the next monk. Similarly, after dawn, the sound of chanting sutras in the endless White Pagoda Temple also began to sound. There was a distant sound inside the temple, and the entire "Endless White Pagoda Temple" began to come alive.

Someone began to turn the huge prayer wheel and beat the gong, waking up the entire temple. The temple began to revive like a big beast waking up.

The sutra-study monks practicing in the village, dressed in yellow clothes, filed out of the village and walked in like a long queue inside the temple.

And inside the temple, there have been many uninvited guests. They look like they are not the people in the temple. They treat humans and animals, wearing otter fur coats and carrying fox or other animal skins. Hats, some with big earrings, headscarves, and lots of gold and silverware.

They were followed by many men as majestic as man-eating bears, looking around vigilantly. They walked between the rooms of the masters every day and talked with the masters. Naturally, they were all nobles and nobles of the nearby sect. A member of the chieftain's noble family.

They appeared in the temple of Wuwu White Pagoda Temple as if no one else was around. From the looks of it, they regarded this place as their own home. When the presiding venerable was about to reincarnate, they no longer took the presiding venerable seriously. .

It was this early morning, in the monk's residence of the elder in the early Ming Dynasty, several pampered nobles were sitting here, each holding a cup of butter tea.

Sitting in the top position is Mr. Zongben of the Cangbei family. Zongben, the local official's name, can also be called the "county prince".

He had a beard, and even when he was talking, when he was proud, he would use two fingers to twist his beard and squint his eyes.

He was sitting inside, and next to him were several other members of the big chieftain family. They all brought their own yepas and monks. These people were eating dried meat and drinking butter tea together. They seemed to be gathering. We were having breakfast together. During breakfast, Lunbei Zongben suddenly said: "Knowing that that stubborn donkey-like monk still doesn't want to come over?

So, are we unable to invite him?

How can we not exchange our face for the face of a monk like him?

Or does he still have to stand beside his host?

If a guru cannot clearly see the situation, even the elder of the monastic discipline may suffer some losses! "

Cangbei Zongben spoke eloquently. After hearing his words, the others were speechless, but they all felt that what Lunbei Zongben said was right. They could not imagine that the day of the presiding officer's death was coming soon, and there were still people. It's so stupid to follow that host! At this point, how can the presiding monk avoid his own death?

After drinking the butter tea, several chieftain nobles also joined in with Cangbei Zongben. At this moment, there were many more tricks and calculations in their words. At this time, it was also time for everyone to discuss what to do. It’s time for horse racing and gold and silver matters are involved. Bodhisattva, you can’t take it lightly!

Just as people here are busy studying how to carve up the temple.

In the tower of the presiding venerable, the elder knew that he felt cold all over his body. He looked at the Li Wei in the sky not far away in disbelief. He had no idea that there would be such Li Wei in the temple?

This Li Gui was let out, not to mention the chieftain's official village, but a sect. There was no way there would be a living person in it. Such a Li Gui was now locked in the room behind the presiding master. , there is a "door" in the room behind the host. Behind this "door" are several terrifying Ligui, but no one has ever known about this.

He even wondered if he was the only one besides the host who knew about this matter now.

"No need to be nervous."

The presiding venerable person sat cross-legged on the Dharma platform, holding the pearl of wisdom in his hand.

He was not worried about anything. He stopped and stared at the bottom of the temple, as if he could see everything clearly through the wall. He said in words: "What kind of situation is this?

You know that the secrets in the temple are deeper than what you see - even the nobles down here rely on the 'housegod', but where is the 'housegod'? How can it be compared to King Mingzhu?

In the past, the Ganing family, which was dedicated to the Ming Lord, is still like this now. The other families have only taken advantage of the fortune. As of now, the birds are flying again.

One round of circulation, all things pass away. "

The presiding venerable said to Elder Mingzhi: "Mingzhi, you don't need to know what I'm talking about. As of today, I have something to say to you.

You are the monk I single-handedly promoted, and you are also my disciple. I have something that you must do now. Remember, it is you who do it, and you do not tell others to do it.

I want you to pay attention. "

Elder Mingzhi immediately knelt on the ground, prostrated himself and said: "I will obey the decree of the presiding officer."

He agreed to the request of the presiding venerable without even asking what the presiding venerable asked him to do. The presiding venerable looked at him, silently took out a knife, opened his clothes, and pointed the blade at himself. He pointed the handle of the knife at Elder Mingzhi and said: "Okay, so, the first thing you need to do is to pick off my heart with your own hands, put it in your Gabala bowl, and recite a mantra.

Hurry, don't delay the opportunity, get my heart quickly! "

He said quickly.

Hearing this, the elder Mingzhi suddenly froze up. He raised his head slightly, looked at the dagger in front of him, and then looked at the presiding venerable in front of him. As if there was a layer of phlegm in his throat, he said with difficulty: " The presiding venerable?”

The host said: "Just do as I say!"

(End of this chapter)