Beginning as a Tantric Academy Monk

Chapter 98 The mystery of the sleeping manor
The pack horses were running around in a mess, and the huge Ganing Manor was as chaotic as a mule market in the morning. Those who could ride horses and those who couldn't ride horses all ran away from here. There were one person riding one, and two people riding one. Lu Feng and Monk Zhiyuan walked out from here. Looking at this place, Lu Feng looked up from below, while Monk Zhiyuan stared at the cavalry in the distance.

Their eyes fell from here and saw the frightened but not panicked cavalry in the distance. The masters brought by Elder Mingli were all organized, experienced and orderly in the chaos.

In order to leave better and faster, they abandoned the pack horses and even some of the attendant monks, so that they could have two horses for one person. Those guardian masters fed the horses some unknown objects, and the horses ran very fast. These horses should also be abandoned.

Horses fed these medicines will die of exhaustion, which is commonly known as "running to death". Seeing this, Lu Feng understood that Elder Mingli had no idea of ​​saving Ganing Manor, and even had Maybe it was because he "couldn't protect himself", so he had no choice but to make a last resort and leave here quickly.

So Lu Feng believed that Monk Zhiyuan also understood this. He suddenly said to Monk Zhiyuan: "Do you still have the medicine you posted on you?"

The medicine Lu Feng mentioned is a medicine used to appease those gods and demons. After using it, the gods and demons will fall into sleep for a certain period of time. Anyway, Lu Feng does not want Elder Mingli to "witchcraft" here and here. "Teaching" the gods, or more directly, is fighting with the gods that should originally belong here.

This is of no benefit to them at all. With Elder Mingli alone, how can he suppress the "Witch Cult" gods here with his own strength, great power, great courage, and great perseverance?

What's more, this place is adjacent to a no-man's land. No one knows what kind of people will come out of the no-man's land. Not even the great monk who entered the esoteric realm back then, even the presiding monk who founded the Endless White Pagoda Temple here. Is it possible that a great monk from the Precepts Academy, a large temple in the state capital like Wuwu Baita Temple, can accomplish the great things that Zundu has never accomplished?

Probably impossible.

It is not a wise thing for Elder Jiao Mingli to continue to entangle himself here.

If he spends too much time here, he and all the monks will be buried here. Although it is cruel, Lu Feng knows that Elder Mingli is everyone's hope now. If he is alive, there may be more monks among these monks. Some people can live, but without Elder Mingli, it is impossible for them to escape from here.

This is why Elder Mingli must leave here. Lu Feng briefly told Monk Zhiyuan his thoughts. Monk Zhiyuan heard what he said and told Lu Feng that this was reasonable. He took out a Gabala from his body. Bowl, as a guru, Lu Feng should also have a kabala bowl for worship and sacrifice. Unfortunately, Lu Feng does not have such a thing.

Again, the time he had become a guru was really too short, and he was not qualified to do or prepare for these things. Moreover, when Elder Mingli came, Lu Feng felt a "relief", as if It felt like the shackles I was carrying were suddenly gone.

Lu Feng suddenly felt something, and knew that this should be the reason why he and "Master Ganing" pointed to the big sun and completed the vows they made, and the vows turned into a shackles and were shackles on them. At this moment, the vows " "Untie" and you will naturally feel relaxed.

Just thinking of this, another thought came to Lu Feng's mind, that is, Ganing Manor has become like this now, where are the three manors he deserves?Where are the three estates that Master Zhiyuan deserves?

When Lu Feng saw the appearance of the manor, he knew that this was something he should consider after surviving. Because the Ganing Manor theoretically still existed, even if Mr. Ganing who possessed the butler died, the Garning Manor should still be considered. The eldest son of the Ning family came to fulfill his promise. The Ganing family was not extinct. The eldest son of his family was taken to Zhaju Monastery to study by the senior monks of Zhaju Monastery. If he was fine - Lu Feng felt that he should be fine. The eldest young master of the Ganing family should repay the three manors here.

But now was not the time to consider this matter, so he directly shattered this thought and turned his head to look behind him.

Because behind him, there were strands of charisma wrapped around his body. Lu Feng looked back and saw old Sageton standing in the building, with strands of charisma wrapped around him like spider silk. At Lu Feng's feet, Lu Feng turned back to look at Old Saredon, wanting to know what he wanted to do. Was it because he took away the classics that he was dissatisfied and wanted to keep him?Or is it other reasons?
——Old Sariton did not appear when Elder Mingli came in. Although Lu Feng was confused, he still clasped his hands together and asked politely: "How is it, does the housekeeper not allow me to leave? Or do you have any words to tell me?" I?"

Shaking his head, Old Saridon pointed behind Lu Feng. From that direction, he should be pointing to Lu Feng's shadow. After he pointed, he disappeared. Lu Feng looked inside his own shadow. , although his expression did not change, his eyes still moved.

Monk Zhiyuan also saw Lu Feng's movements. He also glanced over there, but didn't see anything.

Zhi Lufeng temporarily saw that at his feet, where the shadow should have been, what appeared was not a human figure, but a black shadow that was not a human figure. This black shadow looked like a suppressed movie. A rare book made of solid porcelain and sandwiched together by two wooden boards.

It is also the secret book of the "Witch Cult" scattered in various places, the Dragon Scripture that only the Lord Ganing in the family can read and watch!

Lu Feng never thought that the Dragon Sutra would hide in his shadow. This was not a good thing for him, and he had never forgotten what Master Long Gen said: Don't let the Dragon Sutra appear in the sun. Next, it should disappear during the day.

I wanted to ask again, but Old Saridon had already left. At the same time, the chariot at the door began to slowly move to the door. Lu Feng and Zhiyuan Monk also followed the "intestine" down, those "Li Gui" who was kneeling on the roadside had no intention of stopping them. The two of them walked very fast. They were not walking on an ordinary path. Sometimes they passed through the "capillaries" and jumped directly from above.

The actions of the two were not unpleasant, and so was Baima. However, Zhiyuan Monk asked Lu Feng to leave his Dharma Protector first. Otherwise, if the potion was used next, Baima would also be unable to help but step forward. They wanted to snatch, so they stopped here, and they went down the mountain very fast.

Even Lu Feng was faster than Monk Zhiyuan. When they were going down the mountain, they noticed the vague obstacles around them. It seemed that there were a thousand or ten thousand hands on their bodies. I want to catch them all and hinder their movements.

Just as the pine amber gradually solidified, the two slowed down their movements. After noticing all this, Zhiyuan monk immediately spat on the ground and recited the secret mantra. Lu Feng did the same. He could not make a sound with his feet on the ground, so he kept flapping his hands and making an angry sound from his mouth. This sound was also mixed with the sound of his diamond bell, which made it even more... Showing mighty power.

Lu Feng angrily shouted: "Gah! Da da da! Xia! Hoo! Ha!" "Gah! Wu Zha gah! Xia! Hoo! Ha!"

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His various spells were not without effect. Repeatedly, at least the aura and feelings around them that were blocking them were dispelled, and their actions returned to nature. Lu Feng even took out the Vajra Bell and Vajra Pestle, and shook them Various sounds were made, but the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" did not come out of his mouth. Instead, he began to recite the "Witch Cult" prayer mantra.

It was the words from the Dragon Sutra. It was the first hymn he remembered. It was praising the God of Winds, Luana Bao. Strangely enough, when he recited it like this, Monk Zhiyuan felt that even the wind here was helping him. He was going down the mountain very quickly. Monk Zhiyuan couldn't help but take another look at Lu Feng. He saw that Lu Feng's red monk's robe was filled with the wind, and it was almost like a big, swollen urine bubble. Roll down from above.

Monk Zhiyuan tried his best, but he couldn't catch up with Yongzhen who was going down the mountain!

At the foot of the mountain, where everyone hoped, Elder Mingli stuffed the wrapped books and the young Sariton steward on the horse, and asked the guardian guru to take them away. When he wanted to go back again, he A "thunder-like sound of rolling water" was heard.

That was the sound that the "Wheel of Death and Reincarnation" should make. As this sound came out from the back mountain, the torrential evil water gradually flowed down from the back mountain, and the fierce and strange breath began to flow along the river network. It flowed downwards, like a spider web, covering the entire mountain, as if there was an invisible evil god holding the entire mountain range with one hand.

Started to push the entire mountain range to rotate.

The white-haired wind began to blow, and the entire Ganing Manor seemed to have entered winter in one step. Those cold winds were like the bone scraper used by the head man when eating beef bone marrow, ruthlessly blowing away the only heat and vitality in the body. , the livestock and people who had not yet escaped felt an astonishing trembling. If Lu Feng had not blessed them with the bright butter lamp on his shoulders before leaving, this first strong wind might have turned them into violent creatures. sly.

However, at this time, the horses under them were also moving slowly, and the "divine shaman" of "Master Hutuktu, the Master of Life" who was walking forward had now entered the gate of Ganing Manor, and was also slowly moving. He walked slowly upwards, ignoring the back and forth movement of the wind. He had never thought that the dragon demon would appear so quickly. It would only take a while for him to come out. The wind had no effect on him. He just said : "That little Puning kid, I'm afraid he's going to be in trouble!"

Having said that, he had no intention of blocking any party. He also had his own things to do. He wanted to follow this path to release Lou Luo Na Bao and free him from the "iron-like sea of ​​blood." He was released from the "prison" so that he could appear on the ground in the secret law realm. Moreover, he also knew that he had more things to do. He wanted to establish their "Witch Cult" in Ganin Manor. "The temples enshrine the gods of the "Witch Cult".

And as the "wheel of death and reincarnation" began to rotate indefinitely, something seemed to be about to break out under those back mountains and some of the land of Ganing Manor - the great Ganing shaman of the year chose This is a mistake. No matter what the reason is, this is also "the internal organs that a wild wolf took out from no man's land." In fact, even the Ganing family doesn't know what is in it.

He didn't even know the fate of his own family. He didn't know that the first-generation Dharma Master entered into a bet with a failed "Great God Witch" family in order to temporarily truce with the enemy in the "Abandoned Land of the Buddha". There was a battle of wits, which delayed enough time for both parties. So far, it seems that the "Witch Cult" wizards from the "Buddha's Abandoned Land" have won.

The presiding venerable lost quite a lot, and even the true nature and dharma nature were left behind. It is hard to say how much dharma nature the current presiding venerable received from the original presiding venerable.

Lu Feng went down the mountain very quickly. Before he even got down the mountain, he felt the human skin ancient scroll in his arms emitting huge heat, which made him feel a little distressed. Lu Feng turned around slightly and saw Master Zhiyuan's face turned blue and white from the cold. Erse, Leng Buding saw it suddenly, and might have thought that he was also a Li Wei. For a while, Lu Feng only felt his back sinking again. Lu Feng felt that his back was about to collapse. When he saw Zhi Zhi Yuan Monk, he is even more unbearable.

There was something on Monk Zhiyuan's back, and his expression was already in a trance.

Lu Feng said: "It's time! Master Zhiyuan, take action!"

At this moment, I couldn't care less to see where Elder Mingli was. I could only use the potion I had treasured for a long time to save my life!

No matter what, if this continues, the two of them will freeze to death.

The cold was so terrible. Lu Feng could still hold on, and Zhiyuan Monk could hold on for a long time, but something suddenly appeared behind them - Lu Feng couldn't see it, but it was this last thing, that is This was the last straw for the two of them. Lu Feng was crushed so hard that his bones rattled, but he was still able to squeeze out the lion's roar mark, and then imitated the lion's roar that day to instill "sobriety", " The true meaning of "wake up", "wake up", and "the true nature is the same", facing the dazed monk Zhiyuan, let out a "lion's roar"!
A lion's roar completely woke up the Zhiyuan monk. He tremblingly took out the Gabala bowl he was holding, and put the pill in the Gabala bowl - it was just a fragrant pill. in.

"It must be dissolved with red nectar!"

Monk Zhiyuan said tremblingly, reaching out to cut his wrist - red nectar refers to red nectar. In different dharma meetings, there are different choices, it can be blood or specific blood. , it can be water with red ore added. Where can Zhiyuan Monk and Lu Feng find water now?

There were only two of them here. Monk Zhiyuan felt that he was far inferior to Lu Feng at this moment. How could he order Lu Feng to give blood?

As a last resort, it is better to do it yourself.

Lu Feng also cut open his wrist. As the blood dripped, the medicine was completely dissolved, and a fishy and unpleasant smell spread out from the "fragrance pill". The two monks did not raise their heads, only feeling that it was dark.

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(End of this chapter)