Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

"The Buddha and Bodhisattvas at the Namo Shurangama Conference, Miao Zhan always holds the immovable honor, and the first Shurangama King Shirai is there..."

Xu Changsheng's mouth kept moving, the Sanskrit sounds burst out, and the obscure Shurangama Mantra was actually memorized word for word.

The level of proficiency is not even under the old monk.

The seriously injured old monk was stunned for a while, and sighed: "Xuankong, if you have a root of wisdom, I am afraid that you are no worse than the Buddha of the Great Xuankong Temple!"

Xu Changsheng said in his heart, "Although I don't have a root of wisdom, I have a system!"

"Even if the Buddha's six wisdom roots, the system is in hand, and I have it in the world."

Seeing Xu Changsheng's bright eyes and full of self-confidence, the old monk thought that Xu Changsheng was not afraid of difficulties and had a firm heart to seek Buddhahood, so he couldn't stop praising him.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"Lao Na didn't see you wrong. Although you don't have the root of wisdom, you have a supreme Buddha mind and a very high level of understanding."

"If you can survive this calamity tonight, the world will be like a pond, let you roam!"

After all, the old monk closed his eyes and adjusted his breath after death.

He was so badly wounded that he could no longer fight.

Xu Changsheng looked at the kind-hearted old monk and made up his mind secretly.

"Master, you saved my life, and today I will help you through a death catastrophe no matter what!"

Xu Changsheng picked up the cassock and wrapped it around his palms and arms.

The water tank was infused with the Buddha's blood and became golden.

Xu Changsheng dipped the water of Buddha's blood on his cassock and used this as ink to write the Shurangama mantra on the low wall of the ancient temple.

This mantra has great power, it can evade all enemies, destroy all evil witch curses, avoid all disasters and disasters, subdue all heavenly demons and heretics, and eliminate all strange and miscellaneous diseases.

It can also avoid all disasters such as earth, water, fire, wind and air, swords and soldiers, star changes, famine, prisons, demons, grievances, and diseases.

You can also get the joyful support of the sun, the moon and the stars.After death, the land of the ten directions will be reborn as one wishes.

Of course, this kind of great power also needs to be displayed by a great supernatural power-level Buddha.

Like Xu Changsheng, who was in the realm of dust, with the help of the Buddhist blood of the old monk Huiming, it was impossible to exert the full power of the Shurangama Mantra, but it was still useful to resist evil demons.

Xu Changsheng used his hand as his pen, and the dragons and phoenixes danced, writing on a low wall. It was three poles in the sun.

He leaned against the wall and saw the old monk sitting in the courtyard with his knees folded, practicing breathing and practicing, so he continued to write the Shurangama Mantra.

After the surrounding low walls were written, one wall was full of complicated Shurangama mantras, with dragons and snakes drawn away, and the brush strokes were vigorous.

Xu Changsheng continued to write on the wall of the ruined temple in the ancient temple.

After writing the three blue brick houses, the sky darkened a bit.

Xu Changsheng turned his head to look at the distant mountains beyond the mountain, the sun's rays weakened, and it was about to sink to the west mountain.

"it's getting dark!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!!"

Xu Changsheng was even more urgent, he rolled his cassocks on his arms and palms, continued to soak in the water mixed with the Buddha's blood in the water tank, and ran to the mountain gate in front of the temple to write.

Halfway through writing, the blood in the tank is almost gone.

"No, the entire ancient temple is not filled with the Shurangama Mantra, and the location of the mountain gate leaves a little flaw!"

"Master, wake up, the Buddha's blood and water are almost gone!"

Xu Changsheng anxiously called the old monk.

But the old monk's wooden sculpture was the same as the clay sculpture, completely absorbed and motionless.

Xu Changsheng secretly said, "Could this be the doomsday that Buddhism is talking about?"

"In doom, doom? I, Xu Changsheng, will challenge doom today!"

Xu Changsheng's deep star eyes turned, and his handsome face was full of fortitude and unyielding.

"Since the Shurangama Mantra still has some flaws left, then I will 'block' the flaws!"

Xu Changsheng looked into the water tank.

The Buddha's blood water left in the water tank was not much at all, and it was almost bottomed out.

It is definitely not enough to write a complete fan mountain gate (archway).

Also, there is not enough time.

It's getting darker.

He even vaguely heard the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from the wind, coming from a valley among the lofty mountains.

When the old demon of Montenegro saw the sun set, he immediately took action.

Thousands of dead branches swayed, ghosts and wolves howled, and the mass graves in the valley seemed to have recovered.

For a time, the entire valley danced with black energy, lingering ghosts, and it was eerie.

With a few "puffs", the palms of the skeletons suddenly emerged from the soil, which looked extremely scary.

Immediately afterwards, the soil loosened and swelled, and a skeleton in worn and rusted armor staggered and climbed out of the ground.

These skeletons shook a few times, and the rancid soil stained between their ribs fell to the ground with a "susu".

"Hey... My most loyal servants, go and demolish the Lanruo Temple, and bring back the old monk and the young monk!"

The huge black tree demon in the valley made a harsh and terrifying cry.

The tree trunk with the purple gold tin stick was still bleeding, which made the old demon of Montenegro even more angry.

"Roar……"

"Ow ooh..."

The originally stunned skeleton, with oil-green flames emerging from each eye hole, raised the rusty knife and broken sword in his hand, and set off towards the ancient temple.

Throughout the valley, there were thousands of skeleton soldiers who climbed out of the mass graves!

the other side.

Xu Changsheng had an idea, took off the cassock wrapped around his arm, and twisted it hard on the top of the water tank.

More or less Buddha blood water was twisted out and flowed into the bottom of the water tank.

Xu Changsheng shook his cassock and spread it flat on the ground.

He dipped the remaining few Buddha's blood with his fingers and kept writing the Shurangama Sutra on the cassock.

The entire cassock is filled with the Shurangama Sutra!

Xu Changsheng put the cassock on himself.

"By the way, there is also Master!"

Xu Changsheng's gaze fell on the thin upper body of the old monk, skinny and scrawny.

Looking at the water tank, there is a little bit of Buddha's blood water left.

"Don't be afraid of [-], but be afraid of what happens. In order to survive the doom, I can only make you feel wronged, Master!"

Xu Changsheng secretly said "sin", gritted his teeth, unbuttoned his pants, soaked the boy's urine, and sprinkled it in the water tank.

Then he mixed the Buddha's blood with the boy's urine, and smeared it on the upper body of the old monk, and wrote the Shurangama Mantra!

After doing this, Xu Changsheng put his hands together and bowed to the old monk who was about to die.

"Master, let's tide over this difficulty together! Amitabha!!"

After saying that, Xu Changsheng picked up the bamboo broom, turned around resolutely, and stood alone in the mountain gate, looking down at the dark mountain road below.

After cultivating the Yi Jin Jing to the third level, Xu Changsheng had already seen the night as the day.

Down the winding and rugged mountain road, it extends into the darkness.

You can see a terrifying skeleton soldier climbing up!

Xu Changsheng took a deep breath, clenched the broom tightly in his palm, and injected the Buddha's energy into the broom.

"The Arhat stick method sweeps away the demons, and Bodhidharma's stick will fix the world!"

"Tonight, I'm going to be a prisoner, and no demons can open it!"*

Chapter 6 Let Pindao Chaoduer wait [for collection]

A loud Buddha's name resounded through the mountain gate.

This little novice actually burst out with the aura of a Buddhist Dharma protector, not angry but mighty, brave and invincible.

When Xu Changsheng injected the Buddha's power into the broom, the pure Buddha's power came out through the body, affecting the cassock draped on his body together, inspiring the power of the Shurangama Mantra.

An inch of golden light burst out, and the Shurangama mantra on the cassock was projected into the air.

time.

The Shurangama Mantra of the entire ancient temple erupted in unison.

On the beams and pillars, on the blue brick walls, and on the yellow mud low walls, the Shurangama mantras shine brightly, projecting mysterious Buddhist scriptures, which are reflected in the night sky and illuminate the darkness.

Looking from a distance, the pitch-black mountains and hills were like dormant beasts, and suddenly a mountain top was seen, glowing with golden light.

Like a lighthouse, extradition of sentient beings.

After the Shurangama Mantra was activated, it illuminated the surroundings of the ancient temple, allowing Xu Changsheng to see the surrounding situation thoroughly.

I saw the black qi of the wronged souls, the madness danced wildly, and the ancient temples around the top of the mountain were broken, flying around.

They tried to collide, and when they met the Buddha's light emitted by the Shurangama Mantra, they were bounced off and screamed in pain.

The black qi of these grievances kept attacking, rushing over from all angles.

However, the defense of the Shurangama Mantra seems to be perfect, making it impossible for these wronged souls to attack.

The only loophole is in the mountain gate.

The mountain gate was blocked by Xu Changsheng.