There were two waves of monks before and after, one took the Dragon Prince and the swordsman to the side room to rest, and the other wave according to Elder Fa Ming said that he wanted to take Xiaoyaosheng to a special stone room so that the body would not rot when the ceremony was done. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On this night, almost no one slept in the temple. The next day, before dawn, the temple was noisy.

A female voice as clear as a bell refused to stop at the temple gate: "Let us in!" I've traveled all the way to bring people here, what's the matter with you blocking me at the door? ”

"If something happens to Xiaoyaosheng, I'll ask you." A woman's eyebrows and eyes are slender, and although her voice is charming and beautiful, her voice is mixed with a chill.

There were a total of three women standing outside the door, the same beauty as flowers, but giving people a different feeling.

The last woman, with a pigtail, was the only one who was quite sensible, and her tone was not pressing: "Little Master, we really have something, you just open the door quickly!" ”

The little monk folded his hands and looked embarrassed, refusal, it should be, but he can't say it! At this time, the temple has not yet opened, although everyone is equal in front of the Buddha, but after all, it is a great defense for men and women, and this time to let the female donor enter the door, this is not waiting to be punished!

"What's the matter?" Zen Master Kongdu tossed and turned all night without sleeping, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious.

"Oh, you're the Zen Master of Kongdu!" The bone elf was a little excited: "We've seen it before!" ”

It turned out that the set was almost useless for these rotten wood monks. The fox beauty lifted the corner of her skirt and was about to rush in.

"Swordsman, come out for me." Although the bone elf did not break in, it was also impatient.

There was a pot of porridge outside the temple gate, and the swordsman, who was still alone and melancholy, immediately ran out after hearing the movement.

"Bones!" The swordsman recognized the small figure from afar, and hurriedly pushed away the crowd in front of him: "Borrow, borrow." ”

"Oh, you've figured it out. If you don't come out, they'll rush in. The Flying Swallow breathed a sigh of relief.

Without further ado, the swordsman immediately welcomed the three of them in. With the acquiescence of the Zen Master Kongdu, no one jumped out to oppose it anymore.

The bone elf noticed the strangeness and asked, "You don't look very good!" ”

"Ahh Is it? The swordsman didn't even have the confidence to speak, so he had to laugh.

"Swordsman, are you going to keep it a secret?" The Dragon Prince appeared behind several people at some point.

The swordsman has a headache, Prince Long has been singing against him since last night, and he doesn't plan to hide it, after all, paper can't hold the fire.

"What do you mean?" The fox beauty's beautiful eyes widened, looking a little terrifying, "Xiaoyaosheng, he, dead?" ”

The swordsman lowered his head, he always liked to report good news and not bad news, he couldn't say this.

Needless to say, everyone knows it, but they don't want to admit it.

The bone elf regretted that she didn't dare to face the fox beauty: "Fox beauty, I ....." I knew that I didn't want to get close at the beginning, and went directly to my daughter's village. Maybe now, the fox beauty can still see the last side of Xiaoyaosheng.

The fox beauty knew that she couldn't blame the bone elf for this, so she forced a smile: "It's okay, I don't blame you, if you want to blame, you can only blame God, I like to torture people too much." ”

"Amitabha!" Elder Fa Ming came out of the hall of the Great Hero: "The ritual is ready, please come with the old man." ”

So fast? The crowd looked at each other, did not dare to delay, and followed.

After bypassing the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is an open space, which is the training ground. On weekdays, the disciples of Huasheng Temple practice kung fu in this place in addition to practicing morning and evening classes.

As a result, this open space is very vast. A large table had already been prepared, and dozens of disciples were lined up on both sides, all with their heads hung down, their hands folded, ready to recite the scriptures at any time.

Buddhism is not like Taoism, and the Dharma is not to get rid of evil spirits, but to transcend the dead.

Carefree life, the person of destiny, the life of the yang, in the early morning of the day, can get rid of the yin energy, and will not be at noon, because the yang energy is too heavy, burning the soul.

After all, the soul belongs to yin, and no matter how heavy the yang energy is before death, it will be yin qi after death.

"Sit." Elder Fa Ming gave an order, and all the monks present lifted their robes and sat cross-legged on the futon prepared in advance.

This kind of ritual seems to be huge, and if it weren't for the transcendence of the soul, it would really be a wonderful performance.

"What about the loose life?" The fox beauty doesn't care so much, she rushes all the way back, but what awaits her is the news of his death, and she hasn't seen her until now.

The swordsman lowered his voice, not daring to disturb the monks' chanting, Nunu lowered: "Do you see that long table?" Behind the long table is the sarcophagus, where the free life is placed. ”

The fox beauty did not answer, and after a while, she wanted to uncover the seal of the sarcophagus with lightning speed. Even if you look at one side, it counts.

"The Bodhisattva ...... of Avalokiteshvara" began to chant the sutras.

chattering, like a swarm of mosquitoes, the bone elves are annoyed when they hear it, but they are doing a good deed, and they can't say anything, so they have to plug their ears and quietly watch the mouths of those monks open and close.

I have to say that Huasheng Temple is worthy of being the Great Gate of the Three Realms hidden in Buddhism. These monks are all really talented and learned, and they are not like other ordinary monks who have read the scriptures and are finished, and those words and phrases have turned into golden characters when they come out of their mouths.

The bone elf narrowed her eyes, she could feel that those characters contained a wealth of spiritual power, no wonder they could play a role in transcendence. With such a powerful and mysterious power, and the battle of so many people, even the most resentful anger will be dissipated!

The characters on the left and right quickly blended, reflecting the golden splendor of the sky that had not yet fully lit up, and they all flew towards the sarcophagus behind the long table.

At first, it was as simple as layers of snowflakes covering the lid of the coffin, and then, it soaked into it again and never came out again.

"Wow!" The bone elf couldn't help but exclaim, even though she knew it was rude to do so.

The golden light was so prosperous that people couldn't open their eyes, and the swordsman and the others all narrowed their eyes, and could only take the opportunity to observe the scene outside from that unintentional glance.

The golden characters envelop the thick layer of the sarcophagus, which is impermeable to the wind, making it look like a golden glow of aggregates. The feeling of tightness is like an arrow that can't be shot and a gun can't pierce.

"Tom tom", an extremely subtle sound came. The lid of the sarcophagus seemed to move slightly an inch in plain sight, and no one noticed the change, except for the fox beauty who stared intently at the sarcophagus.

She looked at the few people around her without a trace, from the swordsman to the bone elf on her side, as if no one noticed the change.

The more this happened, the more she didn't dare to relax.

The fox beauty's heart was beating suddenly, and her gaze could not be relaxed for half a minute, as if the sarcophagus would flee in the blink of an eye.