"Amitabha. ”

I saw that at the moment when Fuxian's fingers just touched the blood jade, he saw countless black objects pouring into the magic crystal, and the blood jade became brighter and brighter, the red light became more and more dazzling, and the surrounding air seemed to be burning and boiling.

With a Buddha horn, his fingers were separated from the magic crystal, but Fuxian's face was pale.

"Master Fuxian, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Ya immediately stepped forward to support Fuxian.

"Nothing. Fuxian gasped for breath in his mouth, looking very weak.

Chu Ling'er shrank her hand. Although Fuxian didn't shout, he didn't shout. But his face and body have proved that the short momentary contact between Fang and the magic crystal has caused him a lot of internal injuries.

Chu Ling'er said in her heart: I'm afraid this magic crystal is not so easy to get, how can this stinky monk say it, there are two times, this is just a touch, and it becomes this bear, I ...... But think about it again, but all the powerful treasures in the world are probably not so easy to get. Thinking about it like this, Chu Ling'er felt a lot better.

But Yu Guang inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jiang Ya who was in a daze next to him...... Chu Ling'er was suddenly angry!

"Master Fuxian, you ...... What the hell happened to me, I ...... This...... Blood Jade ...... The magic crystal ...... "Jiang Ya looked at Fuxian, and then looked at the blood jade magic crystal in his hand, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Yes. Chu Ling'er echoed: "Stinky monk, tell me, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly ...... all of a sudden?" Chu Ling'er said, and couldn't help snickering in her heart: I haven't even gotten what I have in my hands, how can you, a stinky monk, get it easily? But think about the red-eyed Fuxian...... Chu Ling'er moved her body slightly towards Jiang Ya's side.

Fuxian sat on the spot, and then said to Jiang Ya: "Amitabha, the little monk is fine." It's just that this blood jade can still let the little monk look at it again?"

Jiang Ya said "um", then handed the blood jade to Fuxian, and said, "Take it!"

"No, no, no. Fuxian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Master Jiang, you take it, let the little monk take a look." ”

Chu Ling'er snorted and said in her heart: This stinky monk, there are really a lot of troubles. Hurry up and get rid of him and go down the mountain, can you be entangled with him like this?

"Hey, stinky monk, are you still finished?" Chu Ling'er said angrily: "Although you sent us out." Well, although we are grateful, this gratitude should be counted to the next life, none of us owe anyone, we should go, farewell. After saying that, Chu Ling'er got up, and then pulled Jiang Ya up again, and said, "Stay woody, let's go." ”

However, at the moment of leaving, Chu Ling'er suddenly remembered something, and immediately turned to stare at Fuxian and asked, "Stinky monk, tell me quickly, what is your relationship with the ghost hand?"

"Ghost hands, what kind of ghost hands?" Jiang Ya asked curiously, "Are ghost hands delicious?"

"You're going to die!" Chu Ling'er glared at Jiang Ya fiercely, "It's none of your business, you have less mouths!" Then he turned to Fuxian and asked, "Tell me quickly, what is your relationship with the ghost hand?"

Fuxian sighed, silently recited "Amitabha", and said: "It seems that the little monk still can't hide this matter. Two donors, you have a life-saving grace for the little monk, and the little monk should answer your question. Fuxian folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name again, saying: "This matter has to start from decades ago-

At that time, the little monk was just a little monk of Pukong's age. That year, there was once a person who claimed to be a 'ghost hand' in the rivers and lakes, he was fierce and ruthless, and he was even more murderous, and the 'ghost sect' he founded made the whole rivers and lakes uproar for a while, and even the head of Shushan was plotted by him and was seriously injured. Therefore, ghost hands are not tolerated by the rivers and lakes. As a result, the major factions have surrounded and suppressed the 'ghost cult' in the demon altar.

And the little monk's master, Elder Hui Fang, was one of the many martial arts people who besieged the Demon Altar back then. I think it was ...... then" Fuxian said, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, silently recited "Mum no Amitabha", and then continued: "In that battle, Anguo Temple also suffered heavy losses, and among the several senior monks sent, only the master of the little monk, Elder Hui Fang, was left, and the rest of the hundreds of disciples were all killed. ”

Jiang Ya and Chu Ling'er couldn't help but be moved when they heard this.

"The wounded ghost is heavy and flees all the way. Fuxian said: "In the end, he was caught up by Elder Huifang, the master of the little monk, and the great disciple of Shushan for thousands of years, and then killed together." I remember that Master said that when he was dying, the ghost hand put a poisonous spell on himself, so that his body after death was eroded by ten thousand ants, and there was not even a grain of dregs left. The Master was merciful and could not bear to endure such pain after the death of the ghost hand, so he used the Dharma to exorcise the ten thousand ants, and brought his body back to Anguo Temple for cremation and recitation, so that his soul would not have to suffer and be ......reborn as soon as possible.

Speaking of this, Fuxian's eyes were full of tears, it seems that the death of Elder Huifang hit him very hard, and now when it comes to Elder Huifang's affairs, Fuxian can't help but show a lot of sadness.

"And then?" Jiang Ya asked with some impatience.

But seeing Chu Ling'er's eyes move to other places, it was obvious that what she wanted to hear was not this. But what is certain is that Chu Ling'er must know something, or want to determine something from Fuxian's mouth.

Then ......," Fuxian folded his hands, "O sin, sin! ”

"What's going on?" Jiang Ya hurriedly asked again.

"It's a ghost hand! No, it's a ghost of a ghost hand. Fuxian said: "That night, the little monk and the master were talking about the Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly, the master bled through the seven orifices. The little monk was frightened for a while, but he didn't know what to do. Who knew that at this time, the master suddenly sealed the little monk with a lotus treasure array, and the little monk couldn't move for a while, and he couldn't move. This lotus formation was used to deal with ghosts and monsters at the beginning of its establishment, but the master used it to deal with the little monk I, who only dared to have a tearing pain in his body at that time, and then he was no longer awake...... When the little monk woke up, he saw the master's face like a ghost.

In the end, the little monk finally understood that the master was one of the ten eminent monks of Prajna (Prajna is a name for the Buddhist Alliance, in which the ten leading temples rule the world's temples, and Anguo Temple is one of its ten temples). Master delved into the world's magic, and he was even more obsessed with those special techniques. After teaming up with the millennium to kill the ghost hand, he was even more fascinated by the mysterious magic of the ghost hand.

At that time, the biggest reason why he brought the corpse of the ghost hand back to the temple was to satisfy his own selfish desires. A person's corpse, especially someone like Ghost Hand, will inevitably have the mysteries of his life's practice remaining in his corpse after death.

The ghost hand curses his body after death, but it is also a curse on the person who violates his body after death. The master knew this, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of the mysterious magic of the ghost hand. And because of this, suffered the curse of the ghost hand... thus becoming a puppet of the ghost hand walking in the world......"

"Puppet?" Chu Ling'er was suddenly startled, but she didn't seem surprised, and then immediately asked, "Then, Elder Hui Fang's death ......?"