Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 37 The Invisible Mandala

A strong strange charm emanated from Yongqing Monk's body.

There is a difference between Gui and Gui. Those yellow-robed monks have never worshiped the deity or recited the incantation, so even if they turn into Li Gui, they are only the lowest level, the sixth level and below.

The most wandering in the wild are this kind of evil spirits. When they encounter the closed gates of the chieftain's official village and the Zongben city, these evil spirits are powerless. There are even some pastoral settlements where there are magic witches who can fight against these evil spirits.

But Monk Yongqing is different. He is a monk who has practiced "immovable mind", received initiation from a superior monk, and developed a spiritual deity.

The reason why he turned into Li Wei was not just because he died, but also because of his "broken Buddha heart", which can also be called "broken Buddha nature".

The skeleton fell to the ground.

The stronger charm evaporated from Yongqing Monk's body.

Yongqing Monk's skeleton actually grew flesh and blood again, and the rhyme changed from pale white to a more frightening rhyme. He began to grow a thousand different hands, each with Different ribbons.

He began to grow a thousand different eyes, and those eyes revealed a terrible magic power.

he started...

His behavior has nothing to do with the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara in Buddhism.

On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to Zhuoge Dunzhu.

It was as if something was resurrected from his body.

The yellow-robed monks who saw this scene screamed and wanted to leave, but were grabbed directly by invisible hands and photographed to the side of Yongqing Monk. They were then seen by the Discipline Master who rushed over.

"Monk Yongqing was led away by the protector guru with blood nectar. Hey, Yongzhen, now is the time to ask you."

In a watchtower in the Discipline Academy, Elder Mingzhi himself sat at the top, Elder Mingli sat on his left hand side, and there were attendant monks behind them. It was Elder Mingli who was asking Lu Feng a question.

At this time, two periods of time for making butter tea have passed.

Lu Feng had already drank several bowls of butter tea, but he still looked sluggish and sleepy.

This was the sequelae left behind after he forcibly used the Great Compassion Rhyme and the mudra to turn into a sword of wisdom to cut off the impurity.

Both Mingli and Mingzhi take this into consideration.

There was an attendant monk sitting on one side, boiling precious medicine there. He was the Chinese medicine monk at Mingli's "official residence". Various precious medicines were boiled into the medicine pot, and the smell of herbal medicine reverberated in the watchtower.

He clearly saw this in his eyes and said nothing, but it was already clear that Yongzhen was a person Mingli was extremely optimistic about, otherwise, he would not have cultivated this monk in this way.

"Well, what happened today, Mingli, since you are Yongzhen's true master, I will leave this inquiry to you."

Originally, this matter involved neither Mingzhi nor Mingli.

But if Monk Mingli came here like this, it would cut off the possibility of Mingfa and others to hold them accountable and raise objections.

Facing the inquiry from his own master.

Lu Feng answered truthfully, and took out the thangka dug out by the black sheep and presented it with both hands.

"The black sheep dug this thing out from outside the hall and pushed it in front of the disciples."

Lu Feng just held his hands in front of him.

No one spoke.

Elder Mingzhi said nothing, and so did Elder Mingli.

His eyes were fixed on Lu Feng's offering hands.

He frowned slightly.

It's not that he doesn't trust his apprentice.

On the contrary, he believed in Lu Feng.

Because of this, he knew there was some trouble in this matter.Because he can't see.

Lu Feng's hands were clean and empty of anything.

But judging from the process of taking out the object, his clothes moved due to contact with something.

Therefore, his apprentice must have taken out something.

Disciples will not deceive or deceive themselves about this kind of matter.

Moreover, there is something fishy about the fact that the Buddha nature of the Yongqing monk has been shattered and turned into something strange today.

What Yongqing Seng’s master and Yongqing Sang have blessed and offered are the “Infinite Stain Holy Fire Dharani”, which can be translated as the Infinite Stain Holy Fire Long Mantra. Even if the Buddha’s nature is broken and turns into something serious, it will not Become what it is today.

The evil spirit transformed by the Yongqing monk has exceeded the sixth level of evil spirit and is very dangerous.

In the end, a great monk in red robes used manza and blood nectar, sweet human blood and the blood of mashed frogs and roosters, and played his favorite music on a shin trumpet to lure him elsewhere.

Therefore, Elder Mingli believed what Lu Feng said.

"Is it because my practice is not perfect enough?"

Elder Mingli said this. He stared at Lu Feng's hands. He made the six-character Manjusri Sword Seal in his hands and recited a secret mantra.

“唵
"Bajita Namo".

Something was obviously different around him. Lu Feng saw a special pale golden light emanating from Elder Mingli's hands, as if an eye flashed past.

However, in an instant, Lu Feng felt that something suddenly appeared between his hands.

Before he could see clearly, Elder Mingli became furious.

He roared angrily and made an angry gesture.

"How can heretics be so arrogant and still not surrender when they see me?"

Elder Mingli slammed his iron rod on the ground, making a strange "duang" sound!

The sound spreads!
Lu Feng really felt like he saw an extremely terrifying Wrathful Lord appearing here.

Appear before your eyes!
Under the endless weirdness, even the surrounding wind stopped moving.

Outside, bursts of darkness enveloped the entire tower.

Elder Mingli is the only one left here. He has not seen what King Mingzhu looks like because he cannot lift his head at all.

Just like the White Vajra who met Master Zhuoge Dunzhu, King Mingzhu, as a mountain god and a fierce god, was surrendered by the great monks who created the endless White Pagoda Temple through Buddhism, but he still needs to be worshiped. He has several legs. Feng could only barely see that one of his feet seemed to be stepping on a female corpse.

But whether this meant that he had surrendered to death or something else, Lu Feng didn't know, but he also noticed changes in himself.

Although he was protected by ancient scrolls, he could only stay awake before, but now he could think a little. Then, he felt the endless curse seal, turned into a tadpole, and climbed towards his hands!

The thangka seemed to have turned into a curse seal.

"not good!"

Lu Feng immediately sensed something was wrong, and he immediately closed his eyes.

“I have never seen it, I have never thought about it, it is self-empty, it has no inherent nature.”

Nothing exists, it is "empty", it is a persistent thought, only oneself is "real".

For a moment, Lu Feng thought of the "Great Sun Tathagata" he saw in the ancient palace, but the strange thing was that he clearly remembered that what he saw was clearly the Great Sun Tathagata, but when he thought about it, in that picture, the Great Sun Tathagata The Buddha statue of Sun Tathagata continued to slowly shrink in the void, shrinking, as if it had turned into a bright point.

Finally, it landed on the lotus platform of Lu Feng's umbilical cord meridian chakra.

(End of this chapter)