Mortal Bones

When Xu Taiping heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Actually, Brother Xu, you don't know something. Our lineage of ascetics in Yunyin Temple is different from other lines of Zen. Our lineage emphasizes treating oneself with compassion first, then treating others with compassion, and saving oneself first and then "

The young monk suddenly became serious again.

"Master Xuanzhi is right."

Xu Taiping nodded after hearing this.

He became more and more curious about this little monk who looked timid on the surface, but was actually not afraid of things and was a little sinister.

"By the way, Master Xuanzhi, how much corn did you use when you cast the spell on Shi Kai?"

Xu Taiping asked the young monk again.

"Not many, just a small handful, about thirty."

Little monk Xuanzhi spread his hand and found that there were only a few grains of corn left in his palm. He immediately raised his head and replied to Xu Taiping.

"fine."

Xu Taiping nodded.

"Brother Xu, this mantra of yours is somewhat similar to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mantra mentioned in the Buddhist Notes of Yunyin Temple. However, these Six Paths of Reincarnation Mantra have long been lost in that Buddhist catastrophe. Could it be that you are the one Did Master’s inheritance come from before that great Buddhist tribulation?”

Young monk Xuanzhi asked Xu Taiping very curiously.

Xu Taiping was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young monk knew more about the power of creation than he thought.

"Amitabha, it's the young monk who is being abrupt."

Seeing Xu Taiping's hesitation, the young monk Xuanzhi immediately apologized.

"Master Xuanzhi, it is inconvenient to reveal the identity of my master, but this Buddhist mantra is indeed passed down from that time."

Xu Taiping smiled and shook his head.

"Amitabha, although the young monk also has a Buddhist mantra that was passed down at that time, but this mantra requires a lot of creative power to cast, so the young monk cannot cast it until the critical moment."

"Now that I have this Buddhist mantra from you, Brother Xu, this trip to the Blood Rain Forest can just make up for the shortcomings of the young monk's Buddhist mantra."

Having said this, the young monk Xuanzhi saluted Xu Taiping with a grateful expression and thanked him.

"Master Xuanzhi, you don't need to be polite. You Buddhists are most concerned about cause and effect. If I help you, Master Xuanzhi, I might be helping myself."

Xu Taiping smiled at the young monk Xuanzhi.

"Amitabha, Brother Xu is indeed someone who is destined to be my Buddha."

The little monk Xuanzhi said very seriously.

After the two casually chatted about Zen Buddhism and other things, they began to meditate and practice separately.

Until a gust of cold and biting wind suddenly blew out from the Blood Rain Forest.

Even Xu Taiping, who was full of energy and blood, was shaken by this sinister wind.

However, the young monk Xuanzhi was completely oblivious to this. He was still meditating and chanting sutras with his eyes closed, but a white halo would appear around his body from time to time.

It should be this layer of white halo that helped him block the cold air.

"No wonder this little monk was able to walk through the Blood Rain Forest alone."

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping felt that another layer of doubt in his heart was solved.

As for the evil wind, he had already guessed it - the mandrill spirit.

So he looked towards the opposite cliff, and sure enough, he saw that the writing on the cliff began to bleed, and then a beautiful woman appeared out of thin air under the cliff.

It was dark at this time. If Xu Taiping hadn't known in advance that the mandrill spirit would appear, he would have been unaware of it like everyone else at the Ghost Ax Gate under the cliff.

"Brother Xu, do you want to cast a spell on that spirit?"

At this moment, Xu Taiping's soul transmission suddenly sounded in Xu Taiping's mind.

He glanced at Xuanzhi with some surprise and found that he was still chanting Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed. He suddenly murmured in his heart: "This little monk is really capable. He actually noticed the mandrill spirit."

But it was also a good thing for him, as he didn't have to bother explaining anything to the young monk.

"When I came here, the monk had already told Brother Xu that the evil monk was here to deal with evil spirits. Brother Xu only had to deal with the monsters and cultivators."

The young monk seemed to see Xu Taiping's doubts, so he sent another message to explain.

"Let's put a hog-eating spell on her. It's time to test whether this six-animal prosperity spell is effective against mountain spirits and ghosts."

Xu Taiping nodded calmly.

In the Six Livestock Prosperity Mantra, the Pig Food Mantra is to help the pigs and hogs in the pen increase their appetite. After casting this mantra, the pigs and hogs in the pen will have a great appetite.

Hearing this, the young monk nodded slightly, quietly grabbed a handful of corn from his sleeve, and then began to recite the mantra.

"Help, help, help!..."

At this moment, the beautiful woman transformed by the mandrill suddenly began to cry for help in a panic.

Although she was asking for help, her delicate voice had an irresistible charm.

This mandrill looks like an expert at first glance.

But for Xu Taiping, who had a bracelet of jade bone grass and lotus pupils, this voice was like scratching an itch and had no effect on him at all.

"It's not effective for me, and it's even less effective for the young monk... right?!"

While Xu Taiping was thinking this, he turned to look at the young monk.

But what he didn't expect was that the young monk was frowning and blushing, looking like he was trying his best to resist temptation.

But even so, the little monk finally succeeded in casting the Six Livestock Prosperity Curse on the mandrill spirit.

"Make Brother Xu laugh."

The young monk wiped the blood from his nose calmly, and then explained to Xu Taiping in his heart:

"When I was ordained in Yunyin Temple, when I was removing lust, my master mispronounced a word, and as a result, among the six desires, he didn't remove lust for me. That's why you, brother Xu, saw me in such a mess."

Xu Taiping heard this and said in a somewhat amused voice:

"Young monk, you are not using your master as an excuse, are you?"

The young monk immediately argued in a voice transmission:

"Brother Xu, I am definitely not that kind of person!"

When the young monk said this, the mandrill spirit called again from the opposite side, and then a nosebleed immediately flowed from the other nostril of the young monk.

Immediately, the young monk's face turned red like a ripe apple.

Xu Taiping reached out and gently patted the young monk on the shoulder, and at the same time comforted him in his heart:

"Don't blame yourself, it's all your master's fault."