Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

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"Great Power Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajnapa Makong!"*

Chapter 4 Death Tribulation, Buddha's Ding Divine Curse! 【For collection】

"Master!"

Xu Changsheng shouted nervously, and immediately supported the old monk and sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard of the ancient temple.

The old monk adjusted his breath a little, and the ruddy face of the past became as white as paper.

Strong and strong muscles, like deflated balloons, quickly deflated.

The burly and strong man-like body has changed back to the skinny look before.

The old monk's breath was weak, and his eyes flickered: "Lao Na comes from the Daxuankong Temple in Zhongzhou, and the Dharma name is Huiming. Since he was in the realm of dust, he followed the master into the world to experience and traveled almost all over Zhongzhou."

"After I cultivated to the realm of relics, I left the Daxuankong Temple to find the big devil who killed the master."

"Master..."

Xu Changsheng listened carefully to the old monk's recollection and told his story.

This tone, this state.

Xu Changsheng had bad thoughts in his heart, for fear that the old monk Huiming would not be able to support it, and he would pass away the next moment and see the Buddha of the Western Heaven.

"When I was in the country of Yan, Lao Na passed by the Montenegro and saw the demonic energy in the deep mountains, so he wanted to subdue the demons in the Montenegro."

"But I don't want the power of the Montenegrin old demon to be terrifying, and the old man can't directly subdue it."

"So, the old man stayed in this ancient temple to restrain Montenegro, so as not to become the old Montenegrin demon of the climate and go out to harm people!"

The old monk folded his hands sympathetically, his eyes drooped, his long white eyebrows dragged on the ground, and the Buddha shouted, "Amitabha..."

half an hour.

The old monk was silent.

Xu Changsheng pushed the old monk Huiming.

"Master?"

Xu Changsheng groaned in the bottom of his heart, and his face suddenly changed.

"It's not good, the master has passed away!"

The old monk suddenly woke up, his white eyebrows shook a few times, and he said with a free breath: "For the teacher...for the teacher, it has not passed away..."

Xu Changsheng slapped the old monk's face and hurriedly said, "Master, you can't sleep!"

"After sleeping, you may never wake up."

The old monk nodded and ran the "Six Wisdom Brahma Heart Sutra" again.

Just listening to the sound of Sanskrit, the black air above the old monk's head was steaming, forcing out the demonic power of the old black mountain demon, and the thin upper body, a faint Buddha light emerged.

The sudden appearance of Buddha's light is one of the characteristics of a Buddhist master who is about to enter the Buddha-light realm!

If the old monk hadn't met the Montenegrin old demon, maybe he was already a powerhouse in the Buddha Light Realm.

It is a pity that the old monk was seriously injured, and he was afraid that it would be a problem to even survive, let alone enter the Buddha-light realm.

Xu Changsheng was afraid that the old monk would fall asleep, so he chatted with him.

"Master, what is the realm of the old demon of Montenegro, so powerful that even the master of the relic realm can't beat it?"

The old monk replied in a low voice, "The old demon of Montenegro was originally a tree demon, and he was afraid that it would only last a few hundred years."

"But because he grew up on the mass graves, he absorbed the resentment, suffocation, and demonic nature in the mass graves day and night, and his cultivation base was comparable to that of a thousand-year-old demon!"

Demons are no better than humans, and it takes a hundred years to become a climate.

Opening the spiritual wisdom is equivalent to the wisdom root realm or the Qi practice realm.

Cultivation for three hundred years is nothing but a dust realm or a foundation-building realm.

Five hundred years of cultivation is comparable to a mirror stage or a reborn realm.

Cultivation for a thousand years is like a relic realm or a golden core realm.

The slow cultivation of demons also allows them to accumulate deep, generally in the same realm, more powerful than the human race.

It took only a few hundred years for the old demon from Montenegro to become a demon, but because of the mass grave, he became an old demon with a cultivation level comparable to a thousand years.

As a result, even the old monk who came out of Daxuankong Temple may not be the opponent of the old demon of Montenegro.

You must know that the Daxuankong Temple is one of the three ancestral courtyards of Buddhism!

The old monk was talking to Xu Changsheng, his white eyebrows shaking violently.

"Oops, the old demon of Montenegro is afraid that the thief's heart will not die, so he will come to test it!"

"Just been repelled, are you still coming to test?"

Xu Changsheng frowned.

The old monk said: "Buddhist majors in the cultivation of the mind, and if you cultivate to the mirror stage, you can polish the dusty mirror in your heart and have a strong inspiration (that is, the sixth sense)."

"If Lao Na's inspiration appears, it will be very effective."

The old monk urged: "Xuankong go quickly and bring out the water tank in the side hall!"

It was about life and death, Xu Changsheng didn't hesitate, turned around and ran into the side hall.

The water tank in the side hall is very large, taller than a person, and it is responsible for the heavy responsibility of the old monk and Xu Changsheng to eat and wash.

Xu Changsheng just filled the tank with water today.

Even with water and a tank, it weighs at least 1000 pounds.

But for Xu Changsheng, who had cultivated the Yi Jin Jing to the third level, it was naturally not a problem.

Xu Changsheng's arms were like apes, they opened to the maximum, then hugged the water tank and drank lowly.

"rise!"

The heavy water tank rises in response.

The clear water in the water tank swayed.

Xu Changsheng took a step forward, picked up a large water tank of more than 1000 jin, walked like a fly, came to the old monk, and put it down with a "dong".

The old monk got up, his fingers suddenly cut open the palm of his left hand, and he bleed into the water tank.

The water in the tank quickly turned red.

Xu Changsheng was shocked and hurriedly stopped, and said angrily and suspiciously: "Master, what are you doing?"

The old monk pushed Xu Changsheng aside with one hand and continued to bleed, while explaining:

"Lao Na is about to reach the Buddha's Light Realm. Although the body has not produced incense, but the blood is the blood of the Buddha, and it has the power of Buddha."

"Wait for the master to pass on the Shurangama Mantra on the head of your Great Buddha, you just have to recite it, no matter how you know it."

"When the time comes, I will use my cassock, dipped in water mixed with Buddha's blood, to write the Shurangama mantra on the walls, pillars, and stone steps of the ancient temple, as many as I can write!"

"Tonight there must be a death catastrophe. If it is passed, the two of us will live. If we can't pass it, we will die!"

The old monk's tone was dignified, and Xu Changsheng knew that this catastrophe would be more fortunate and less fortunate.

After dripping the Buddha's blood, the old monk's breath became weaker, he couldn't stand at all, and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Xu Changsheng supported the old monk in time, made him sit in a cross pose, and then began to teach the Shurangama Mantra.

The old monk was seriously injured, and his chapped lips could only move a few times, resulting in a low voice.

Xu Changsheng could only listen to the old monk's mouth with his ears attached, and remember it with his heart.

"Born in all the Buddhas of the ten directions, the Tathagatas of the ten directions attained the unsurpassed right and universal awareness due to this mantra, and the Tathagatas of the ten directions adhered to this mantra, and subdued the demons and the outsiders..."

"... At that time, World Honored, from the bun, a hundred treasures of light poured out, and the light poured out. Qianye Baolian, there is a Tathagata, sitting in the treasure flower, with ten paths on the top, and the hundred treasures are bright..."

The complex and eloquent Sanskrit sounds poured into Xu Changsheng's ears.

It turned into golden Sanskrit again, lingering in Xu Changsheng's mind.

After reciting it once, the old monk stopped and asked, "Did you memorize it for the first time?"

"It's hard to know as a teacher. I remembered it after memorizing it for three days and three nights, even copying the strap."

"But time is running out. Once night falls, the old demon of Montenegro will definitely launch a tentative attack. There is not much time for you to remember, so you must memorize it!"

"I'll read it to you again for the teacher..."

"I don't need Master, I'll take it down."

Xu Changsheng, who had recited the Shurangama Mantra in his heart, said to the old monk who was about to chant the scriptures. *

Chapter 5 One husband is the one who is in charge, and ten thousand demons cannot be opened! 【For collection】

The old monk said in disbelief: "Xuankong, monks don't lie."

"Although you don't have the root of wisdom, but you have also entered my Buddhist school, you can't..."

Xu Changsheng didn't talk nonsense, he opened his back directly.