There is a legendary mysterious building in the northwest corner of Pengcheng Comprehensive College, of course, this strange place exists in every school, even in the college that specializes in monster hunting, but the truth of the matter is that this is just an ordinary teaching and research building in a relatively remote location. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Due to the location, it belongs to the direction of poor luck in the entire feng shui array of the college, so the professors of the college are reluctant to choose this place as their research room, and gradually, this place has become a warehouse of the general affairs team, and later even the general affairs team dislikes that it is too far away, so it has become a place to pile up the garbage that cannot be used and is reluctant to throw away.

However, there are always people in this world who are against the trend, so there is really such a research room in this large remote building, which is the anatomy laboratory, and by the way, a new electric incinerator is located at the back of the research laboratory building.

Today, this building, which is usually rarely ghostly, is a little lively, it is a group of monks who occupy this place, and they also grandly arrange a large magic circle around the building, saying that it is going to carry out a transcendence ceremony, and it is also a non-public transcendence ceremony, and even the people of the comprehensive college and Yushan Yuzhai are resolutely blocking the outside of the building, quite a bit of a magpie's nest dove posture.

Even Xu Xingkong and Lin Xiaofeng arrived with several old men from the committee, but they were also blocked out of the circle by the two young monks, no matter what Xu Xingkong said, the two monks only had one sentence, and no one could enter without the permission of the elders.

Although Xu Xingkong can easily restrain the two little monks, but doing so is equivalent to directly turning his face with the Pure Land Zen Buddhism, and the two little monks are restrained, the old monk hidden inside will definitely jump out, and he still can't go in to check what is going on, so Xu Xingkong is very patient with the two monks talking nonsense, waiting for the arrival of the qualitative Zen master.

The qualitative Zen master came quickly, seeing that he was in a hurry and walked in front of Yang Wanjiang, who was the master, Xu Xingkong almost didn't laugh, this great monk really didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't take acting seriously at all.

Although he hadn't seen Xu Xingkong, the qualitative Zen master obviously recognized Xu Xingkong at a glance, and Xu Xingkong even saw a look of relief in his eyes, and then he rushed over with a black face, and said in that loud voice:

"Elder Xu, what do you mean by this?"

Xu Xingkong took a step forward, stood in front of Lin Xiaofeng, and asked rhetorically with a calm face:

"You're a qualitative Zen master, and I'm just about to ask you, what do you mean by that? Hustle and bustle? Don't forget, this is Pengcheng Comprehensive College, not the Pure Land Buddhist Research Institute! ”

"Humph! Here we borrow it for the time being because the master of your Yang Sect agreed, but Elder Xu, you didn't come to defend it, but wanted to rush in to interfere with the transcendent ceremony we held for our senior brother, and the poor monk wanted to know what Elder Xu wanted to do! ”

Xu Xingkong was stunned for a moment, then looked past the tall old monk to Yang Wanjiang behind him, and asked with some dissatisfaction:

"Master, is this really what you promised? This group of monks can't be holding chicken feathers as arrows, right? ”

Yang Wanjiang coughed, glared at Xu Xingkong with some displeasure and said:

"This thing is indeed what I promised, people die greatly, and it is reasonable for them to borrow land to do future affairs, and it is also appropriate to provide some convenience as a landlord."

"Humph! But even so, why should we go in and see the Dharma? ”

The qualitative Zen master snorted and said:

"I, the Pure Land Zen Sect, never hold any funeral ceremonies in public, doesn't Elder Xu know?"

"Hehe, I really don't know this, since there is no ceremony, what are you going to do with a transcendent ceremony?"

"That's because Senior Brother belongs to the horizontal death, of course we have to perform some rituals before we can ask the relics to return to the temple!"

After the qualitative Zen master finished speaking, without waiting for Xu Xingkong to open his mouth to argue again, he directly crossed Xu Xingkong and said to several old cadres of the committee standing aside:

"Fellow Daoists, it just so happens that everyone has arrived, and the poor monk is trying to ask Elder Xu Xingkong about the violent death of his senior brother and the slander of my senior brother by Yushan Yuzhai, and he also drove everyone to look at the face of Pure Land Zen Buddhism and make a witness."

The qualitative Zen master moved the master out, and Xu Xingkong couldn't mess around anymore, and under Yang Wanjiang's strong gaze, he was dragged by Lin Xiaofeng and stopped making a sound.

The old cadres naturally didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and they all opened their mouths to respond to the request of the qualitative Zen master, who looked at Xu Xingkong proudly, but turned to Yang Wanjiang and said:

"Master Yang, this is not the place to speak, please arrange it."

Yang Wanjiang squeezed out a smile, nodded and said:

"Seniors, please."

......

Seeing the group go away, until the shadows of these people could no longer be seen, an old monk behind a window upstairs slowly turned around, and after passing through a few doors, he came to a room full of magic weapons, and in the center of the circle in the middle of the room, it was the remains of Dinghui Zen Master sitting in it.

Although Zen Master Dinghui sat for no more than 48 hours, the skin on Zen Master Dinghui's molten face was very seriously dehydrated, and it looked like a thousand-year-old dried corpse, almost completely dehydrated.

There were two other old monks sitting on the periphery of the circle, these two old monks looked relatively thin, and their movements and demeanors were relatively slow, just like ordinary old men, only the trace of essence that shot out when their eyes opened, could prove that their Yuan Shen cultivation was extremely strong.

"Gone?"

"Yes, Senior Brother Focus, we can start now, right? Why don't we complete the Soul Gathering Ritual before Xu Xingkong's future? ”

The centering Zen master with white eyebrows replied indifferently:

"When Xu Xingkong didn't show up, no one dared to guarantee that he wasn't hiding somewhere to watch us, once the matter of Nirvana Divine Skill was leaked, it would have a great impact, anyway, it was better to be safe."

The old monk who was standing nodded:

"I see, why does Senior Brother value Xu Xingkong so much..."

"Let's gossip, now complete the soul gathering ritual first, how should we deal with it next, we must first get the information of Senior Brother Dinghui."

The old monk who was standing hurriedly returned to his place, and the three old monks surrounded the circle according to one side, and then closed their eyes as if they were meditating normally, but if the picture could be switched to the world of the original gods, it would be found that several old monks had left the body and were busy living around the relics of Dinghui Zen Master with the help of the power of the circle.

Time seems to have frozen, and I don't know how long it has been, a faint halo of Yuan Ling suddenly appeared on the remains of Dinghui Zen Master, who had already become a dry corpse, and this halo gradually became stronger, and then condensed in one direction from slow and fast, and finally gathered together in the acupoint of Dinghui Zen Master's remains.

The three old monks' primordial gods have returned to their positions, and then the head of the Zen Master Dingxin took out a small brown wood carved Buddha statue from his arms, held it in his hand and chanted the words, the halo of the fist condensed in the chest of the Dinghui Zen Master seemed to be summoned, and it seemed to be pulled by some invisible rope, floating towards the Buddha statue, until it was completely submerged in the Buddha statue, and the halo gradually faded away.

The serious expression of the centering monk relaxed slightly, put the Buddha statue in his hand on the ground in front of him, and then pinched a treasure bottle mark with both hands, and whispered:

"Hum Boom!"

With the old monk's six-character mantra mantra issued, the woodcarved Buddha statue suddenly moved, and then the golden light flashed, and a phantom was suddenly released from the small Buddha statue, the phantom swayed for a while, and then gradually solidified, and after a while, it turned into the appearance of Dinghui Zen Master, and even the robe on his body was exactly the same.

"Amitabha, thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, how does my junior brother feel?"

The old monk still had a faint tone, as if he didn't care about the death of his junior brother and his resurrection.

Zen Master Dinghui's face was also calm, he sat down cross-legged, bowed his head and pondered for a while before he spoke:

"It's okay, I still remember everything I should remember."

Hearing this, the Zen Master sighed softly, paused and said:

"There is a hindrance in the heart, for suffering, for embarrassment, for confusion."

Zen Master Dinghui raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"Senior brother, we are all fake monks who cultivate the gods but do not cultivate the mind, how can we not be in the way?"

"That's right, let's talk about it, what do you think of Xu Xingkong, what do you think of Yushan Yuzhai?"

Zen Master Dinghui pondered for a moment and said:

"Senior brother, I think we should pay more attention to our own positioning, as well as the positioning of our allies."

"We have no choice in this matter, the general trend is the trend, as the most affected party, the position of Buddhism is our position."

"Can't you compromise? If the Daomen is determined to support Yushan Yuzhai, wouldn't it be self-defeating if we persist any longer, and the lessons ahead are not far away, senior brother..."

"Needless to say, Buddhism has suppressed Taoism for two thousand years, once this pattern changes, it may be a disaster for Buddhism, we just want to nip this disaster in the bud, if not, then we also need to try to minimize this disaster, sometimes take the initiative to show strength, in fact, it is to compromise."

Zen Master Dinghui was silent for a moment, then sighed and said:

"Well, since Senior Brother has already made up his mind, I won't say more. Regarding the details of Yushan Yuzhai, I think it should be attributed to Xu Xingkong's strength. ”

"Xu Xingkong's strength is very strong? Can it completely suppress you? ”

"Senior brother's guess is right, but as long as I still have the strength to fight, I won't be forced by him to use the Nirvana Divine Skill, and even... I doubt that Xu Xingkong has already guessed that I have used the Nirvana Divine Skill. ”

The centering Zen Master's eyelids jumped, and he still asked indifferently:

"So Xu Xingkong's actual combat ability has exceeded the middle stage of distraction?"

Zen Master Dinghui nodded helplessly:

"I can't say that, I mean I can't use the previous system and way of thinking to evaluate Xu Xingkong, he is different, senior brother, he can use the absolute forbidden space!"

"What!"

This time, even the Zen master couldn't calm down.