Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 414 Like a Dream Bubble

"Feng, please give me the strength to eliminate all the sins in this world.

Moon, please give me the light to illuminate every evil corner..."

Jing Tianshi breathed out for a while, and suddenly began to sing.

The voice is a strange tone, rushing in like a tide, penetrating through every hole, flowing in the autumn wind...

It seems to sing softly, and it seems to be full of flowers...

It's indescribably nice, and it's also indescribably brisk...

Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, she just wanted to dance lightly in this Sanskrit singing and sing on the wind.

The voice of singing became more and more urgent, and her heartbeat became faster and faster...

Almost jumping out of the throat at the end...

Ye Xuanji felt a surge of hot blood in her chest, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling...

It felt both uncomfortable and comfortable, indescribably weird...

Knowing that this is wrong, but still indulging in this kind of intense carnival...

wrong!

This doesn't feel right!

She got hit!

Such a thought came to Ye Xuanji's mind.

No, she cannot be affected by this sound, or she will die!
To die under such monstrous chant!
She bit the tip of her tongue violently, and the severe pain made her awake for a moment.

Not caring about anything anymore, she sat down on the ground and chanted loudly: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and like electricity, as such..."

This is a Buddhist gatha, which the master passed down to her back then,

When you are harassed by external voices and unable to fight back, it is very beneficial to recite this paragraph of Buddhist gatha.

She read more and more anxiously, faster and faster, and her beating heart finally calmed down.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet.

The singing has stopped at some point...

Her heart moved, she slowly opened her eyes, and froze slightly.

What I saw in front of my eyes was a snow-white robe.

Looking up along the robe, one can see Master Jing's silver butterfly mask shining coldly in the moonlight.

(End of this chapter)