Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 56 The Wizard
The wind was howling, and Lu Feng used great courage to deal with these night-attacking creatures. The wolf king was nailed to the ground by the Dharma flags. The surrounding wolves were afraid of Lu Feng's Dharma and did not dare to step forward. A few old wolves stopped and wanted to step forward. To help the Wolf King, Lu Feng roared loudly and fled in all directions with a loud "ha".

This is also the first time that Lu Feng has done it after he has perfected his divine power, and it is also the first time that he has intuitively seen how extraordinary the Vajra Bodhi Maha Mudra is. He has such magical powers even before he has reached the perfection of God.

But the more Lu Feng studied, the more he became confused. If a large number of monks in the entire temple were learning the "Vajra Bodhi Maha Mudra", why did some of the masters he saw not express it in this way?
The way I used to study scriptures as a monk was not enough to meet the important people in the temple, so I never saw him.

Or is there some other unknown reason?

Moreover, the presiding venerable person in the temple must have learned the "Vajra Bodhi Maha Mudra". Logically speaking, it is not necessary to practice to the perfection of the body and mind. Simply practicing to the perfection of the body will not require reincarnation. When the divine power is perfected, it is already like this. After reaching it, you will not drown when you enter water, you will not burn when you enter fire, you will float with the wind, and you will achieve great tranquility.

No matter how long the life span is, it can still be more than 130 years.

However, this thought disappeared in a flash, and was cut off by Lu Feng with his sword of wisdom as soon as it appeared.

The breaths in the distance, only visible to Lu Feng, landed on the ancient scroll on Lu Feng's chest!
The strange charm on Baima's body floated in the air, like handfuls of dust thrown out by herdsmen when they patted their tents, turning into dust in the night and scattering around.

The dust was absorbed by the surrounding wolves. In an instant, all the flesh and blood among the wolves disappeared, turning into shriveled corpses lying on the ground.

The situation is extremely miserable.

Lu Feng even came to the Wolf King's side and smashed the Wolf King's head with one palm, frightening all the wild wolves into scattering.

At this moment, the harsh sound of a bone flute came from the distance.

The wild wolves that were about to disperse all gathered again and surrounded Lu Feng.

Lu Feng frowned and sat on top of the white yak to watch. In front of him, darkness boiled, and a man walked out of it.

He was wearing heavy armor and thick cowhide boots on his feet. Even before he came out of it, he was already shocked. As soon as he emerged from the dark shadows, Baima under Lu Feng's seat appeared. She began to feel extremely uneasy. She wanted to keep retreating, but Lu Feng ordered her to stop. This must have been a "life incident".

But this "life" was unusual. Lu Feng saw this life stretch out a hand, and then, that hand turned into a hundred hands, a thousand hands, ten thousand hands!
These hands were densely packed, as if they had occupied all the darkness. In all the darkness, they were his hands, his eyes, and the strange smell on these armors. Lu Feng could only feel his nostrils, eyes, and six senses. The six senses were all occupied by the sudden appearance of "life" in front of him, and Lu Feng began to feel unclean. His whole body seemed to be covered with dirt that had not been bathed, and was surrounded by sebum and wind sand.

The dirt seemed alive.

After dirtying your own skin.

You must also pollute your own Buddha nature.

Lu Feng did not dare to neglect at all.

Beside him, the butter lamp burned and turned into a green light, but those palms continued to print one big handprint after another in the light. Soon the butter lamp began to go out, and Lu Feng took it out again. The vajra bell, vajra pestle, zamaru, dharma conch, etc. all lost their effect one after another.

On the contrary, those hands, a pair of hands, firmly dragged Lu Feng, caressed Lu Feng, and brought Lu Feng into another world - the world belonging to the secret law realm.

Looking from the bottom up, streaks of red and charcoal color like diamond hell came from the dark night.Lu Feng's face was illuminated.

Lu Feng only felt the strong wind under his feet. He looked down and saw that the land under his feet had changed. The scorching wind came from under his feet, and the original land turned into a piece of land. A perfectly flat mirror.

In this mirror, Lu Feng felt like he was seeing another world.

The withered red silent wind blows continuously next to a mountain made of red copper.Although Lu Feng has not yet entered this world, he just took a look and knew that in this world, if he was blown by the withered red wind, all the water in his body would be evaporated immediately. Steamed.

In this silent and terrifying world, on that mountain made of red copper, there was a royal god. Lu Feng never looked at him, and did not dare to look at him. He just closed his eyes and imagined where he was now. The place is a pure land of infinite light, a "○". In this "○", the six-character Great Ming Mantra is like a lotus.

Each of the six-petaled lotus is a secret mantra. He stepped on this lotus and followed the unique six-character mantra to pass through the boundless Vajra Hell.

And he imagined giving away the rain, and the rain from the sky fell into the vajra hell at his feet, extinguishing the endless karma fire in this vajra hell.

The hands that grabbed him also received Lu Feng's mercy. These originally "dirty" hands gradually began to become weak. Even the dirt that originally appeared on Lu Feng's body turned into oil at this moment. Black water dripped from Lu Feng's body, turned into a stream, and disappeared.

The "Shaman Shengfan" not far away saw this and came over. He was holding a spear covered with human bones, with curses for the enemy written on it. He pointed the spear at the man in front of him. The monk wanted to dig out his heart and liver to sacrifice to his god, but as soon as he raised his weapon high, he was hit by an arrow from a distance.

Zhiyuan was standing next to the collapsed wall. He stepped on the wall with a cowhide boot. He held a wrench in his hand and pulled a strong bow. He aimed it at him from a distance and fired another arrow.

Another arrow hit the "Wizard Shengfan", and the "Wizard Shengfan" frowned. The arrows of these monks also had blessings and curses attached to them by the great monks. The blessing was a gift to the archer who would always hit the mark. Fu, the curse is a curse that doubles the harm to those enemies who harm the Dharma, and they will be cursed with bad diseases.

He was hit by two arrows, but the "Shaman Shengfan" still refused to retreat. When he wanted to continue his attack, the fierce sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the distance. Listening to this sound, it was like ten thousand horses tied to a drum. , making a sound like beating a drum with the horse's hind legs.

Encountering such a situation, the "Shengfan Wizard" had to retreat. He blew the bone whistle in his mouth, and the whole person disappeared from the shadows, and no one chased these "Shengfan".

That great "drag force" disappears.

Lu Feng slowly opened his eyes and saw some knights not far away.

These knights wore dirty armor, no helmets, and uneven armor.

They carried quivers and knife hilts made of tiger skin, and wore expensive cowhide boots. It was obvious that they were not bandits or rebels, but more like a tribe of certain people. They rode forward and saw the red shirt Lu Feng was wearing. Monk Yi, stopped.

The knights separated, revealing a monk in red who came from behind. He galloped forward, squinting his eyes with difficulty, and motioned to the knights around him to move their torches forward, so that he could clearly see the person in front of him.

The knights stepped forward as instructed and illuminated Lu Feng's face. The monk slowly asked, "But are you the monk from the Endless White Pagoda Temple?"

Lu Feng clasped his hands together: "It's us."

(End of this chapter)