This sword fell into his hand, exuding a rolling chill all the time, and all kinds of monsters were entangled, and now it was terrifying, wanting to bewitch him into the demon realm, and become a demon who kills people without blinking. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Fortunately, Taixuan's true qi is dedicated to dispelling evil and destroying delusion, and there is the suppression of the sword intent condensed by Taixuan's thirty-six swords, so that the gods are clear. But it is also necessary to use the true qi at all times to suppress the demonic thoughts emanating from the sword.

"What hits Allah, it is clearly a coolie, and the Taixuan True Qi that is easy to cultivate will be used to suppress the demonic thoughts in this evil sword! I want to ask the old monk Bixia, what exactly is planned, as a Buddhist monk, why don't you directly take care of the evil sword, but also do more, get some charms to ban, and finally suffer Young Master Ben." ”

Ling Chong secretly slandered himself, he noticed that the Taixuan True Qi was injected into the Blood Spirit Sword, and the evil sword gave birth to a bit of Yin and Cold Demon Qi to resist, so stalemate, fortunately, the Blood Spirit Sword was only a passive defense, and did not separate the demonic qi to counterattack, otherwise, with his newly learned little true qi, he was only afraid that he would be rushed by the evil sword, and he would either be gray on the spot, or he would fall into a demon. Monk Bixia actually allowed this sword to wander into the mortal world without restraint, which greatly violated the merciful decree of Buddhism. Either he doesn't have enough mana, or there is another reason, no matter what, he needs to ask face to face.

The old lady was old, and she didn't dare to hurry up, so she stopped and stopped, and arrived at Bixia Temple after noon. There were already two novices leading two small novices to stand at the gate of the temple to greet them. Ling Chong helped the old lady get out of the sedan chair, and the monk stepped forward and said with a smile: "Immeasurably pure and true merit Buddha! The old lady was very happy: "There is Lao Biyu Master Jade Toe, and the old woman is not guilty of a lot." Today, I came here to pay homage to incense and make wishes, but to bring me, a stubborn grandson, to see the abbot master, hoping to give him some guidance. ”

The Zhike Jade monk was already in his fifties, his old face was flushed, and he laughed and said: "Where did the old lady say, the little young master is full of heaven and has a relationship with the Buddha, and the abbot must like it when he sees it, maybe he will accept it as a disciple of a lay family and teach him supernatural powers!"

The old lady said happily: "Nan Wu Pure Buddha! That dare is good!" Ling Chong secretly slandered himself: "This old monk is old, and he actually took the name of Jasper? Are you ashamed or not? Besides, that Bixia monk, if you want to accept the young master as an apprentice in the morning or two, maybe the young master will admit it, and now I have the Taixuan inheritance and the blood spirit sword, I want to question the old monk!"

After the greetings, the monk led the way. That Bixia Temple covers an area of dozens of acres, the temple is full of flowers and trees, and the environment is very quiet. From time to time, there are good men and women shuttling, or holding fragrant flowers, or kneeling to pray, very pious. Ling Chong saw it in his eyes and shook his head slightly: "The world has suffering and calamity, and they only know how to ask for help from the gods and Buddhas, but don't they know that the gods and Buddhas have no evidence, and they are all self-cultivation." If he refuses to fight hard, he has boundless mana and can only sigh. ”

Passing through several mansions, a small house is now in front of you, which is the abbot's house. The Zhike Jade monk invited the old lady and Ling Chong to enter, and the dynasty was stationed outside the house. As for the two family members and the sedan chair man, someone had already led them to drink tea and rest. As soon as Ling Chong and the old lady entered the house, they saw a short old monk sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but his face was full of wrinkles, but he couldn't tell how old he was, it was the abbot of the temple, Monk Bixia. The decoration in the fine house is quite elegant, the tables, chairs and utensils are all made of bamboo, which is very clumsy.

Monk Bixia put a chessboard in front of him and was talking with people. Ling Chong's eyes rolled and he saw the person opposite him, his eyebrows were delicate, he was very young, it was the mad monk Sanzhi monk who wanted to let him enter the Buddha Gate on Chu Mountain yesterday. I only heard Monk Bixia laugh and said, "Senior brother, you lost this game again." The three angry monks pushed the chessboard and said with a wry smile: "I just can't get rid of this hatred, I have no patience, I lose three games in a row, I can't play this chess!" Suddenly turned his head to Ling Chong and smiled: "Little donor, yesterday the poor monk said that you have a relationship with the Buddha, and today it is convenient to meet in the jungle, isn't it wonderful?"

No matter how you look at it, the monk is just a teenager, but the wrinkled Bixia monk actually opened his mouth to call him senior brother, which was originally a funny thing, but Ling Chong couldn't laugh. He raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "Great monk, in this way, you are a person from this Bixia Temple? It's a pity that I have another teacher, but I'm afraid that I can't be a person in Buddhism." ”

Monk Bixia smiled, got up from the meditation bed, and saluted the old lady: "The old lady has worked hard from afar, please take a seat." This is the elder brother of the same sect, and his legal name is Sanyi. The three elder brothers have profound Buddhism and have a good way to stay there, so don't be surprised by the old lady. The old lady nodded, and saw that Sun Sun and the three-hated monk seemed to be on the wrong path, but she didn't speak, and just sat down on the side.

The three angry monks also got off the meditation bed, and just about to speak, their faces suddenly changed, and their eyes fell on the blood spirit sword in Ling Chong's arms. Monk Bixia also saw the evil sword, and chanted the Buddha in a low voice: "Nan Wu is pure and return to the true Buddha!" Ling Chong simply waved the blood spirit sword and said: "Monk, I was about to ask you, this sword is so evil, why don't you care about it as a member of the Buddhist sect? and let it flow into the mortal world, the treasured pavilion shopkeeper was almost ruined by this sword!"

Monk Bixia shook his head lightly: "The number is determined in advance, and you can't escape." Although the old man has the power to reduce magic, this sword should not enter the hands of Buddhism, so it is really a last resort. Ling Chong sneered: "What a last resort! Three angry monks, you were on top of Chu Mountain yesterday, regardless of the indiscriminate, and used your magic power to trick my Ling Mansion housekeeper, I don't know what the number is predetermined?"

The old lady was more and more surprised on her face, she didn't expect this little grandson to talk eloquently in front of the two Buddhist monks, without any cowardice, which was very different from her usual playful and active character, and she was relieved, but also a little sour: "Chong'er, this child has also grown up, I didn't expect such amazing words, but I don't know how these two monks should deal with it?"

The smile of the three angry monks remained unchanged, and he bowed together: "There is no pure Buddha in the south! Yesterday's incident was indeed a poor monk's abruptness, and I hope the donor will forgive his sins." Ling Chong pursed his lips: "Monk, you have found the wrong person, the owner is outside the door!" The three hats were also respectful and respectful to him, so that the dynasty was embarrassed and waved his hand: "The great monk doesn't need to be polite, just don't mention yesterday's incident." ”

Monk Bixia had a look of surprise on his face, this senior brother has always been like a fire, and his thoughts are dyed for a long time, who knows that today is actually abnormal, and he is willing to bow his head and apologize, which really makes him feel impressed. I only listened to the three angry words: "Ling Xiao's donor is talented, if he can enter my Buddhism and practice Dacheng Buddhism, he can expect positive results in the future." The poor monk is willing to accept apprentices on behalf of the teacher, the head of the second generation of lay disciples of my Lenga Temple, the seven secret teachings of Buddhism in this temple and the four volumes of the "Lenga Sutra".

The old monk Bixia's face was slightly different, he glanced at Ling Chong three times, looked Ling Chong up and down, pinched the lotus god number in his sleeve with three fingers, and after counting his breath, he nodded. But when he saw that the three were sincere, there was no joke. Ling Chong's eyes also widened, he didn't expect that the three hats actually threw out such a condition, yesterday I saw him exert his magic power, and I didn't think that he was under the Great Ghost God Monarch, so what kind of Lenga Temple still has seven great inheritances, and the "Lenga Four Scrolls Sutra" seems to be a great Buddhist inheritance, how did it fall on his head so easily?

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