Overnight, the Keqin tribe was burned by the flames, and even the territory was scorched. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The info tragedy shocked the Great Liang Dynasty, and the various departments panicked, and the Liang Emperor rushed to the foot of the holy mountain urgently, kneeling down and praying for Buddhism to protect the prairie. The Jialan Temple quickly spread the decree, and the senior monks of the temples frequently came out to track down the murderers and help sentient beings.

The Jialan Monastery personally sent a large group of mages to hold a 9981-day transcendence puja in the territory of the former Keqin Ministry. The puja is solemn, the miracles are frequent, and the treasure is full of light. Another year passed, and there was no more of the same tragedy, and the herdsmen's panic finally settled down, and their respect for Buddhism reached a new height.

In the wide scripture hall, in front of the statue of the third Buddha, eighteen monks sat on the futon. Some are thin, some are obese, some are old, and some look very young. And the form is different, or the hands are folded, the treasure is solemn, or the eyes are closed, the head is bowed, as if dozing, or the rosary in the hand is pulled at will, and it seems to be careless. These monks may seem unremarkable, but if they appear on the grassland, they will cause a sensation and make all the herdsmen worship. The eighteen Venerables of the Jialan Temple, equivalent to the Yuan Infant Monks, are high-end existences in the cultivation realm.

Eighteen Venerable Beings gathered together, which is a rare occurrence in Garan Temple. The tragedy of the Keqin Department was a serious provocation to the Garan Temple, although it was handled properly, and the wind and waves were calm, and it did not cause any impact, but it was just a feeling in the mortal world. This matter is not simple, and if you don't investigate it clearly, there are endless hidden dangers. His Holiness gathered to listen to the situation report, come up with countermeasures, and eradicate hidden dangers.

The presiding priest of the Garan Temple walked in with the archmages of each courtyard and hall. After the salute, the monks sat down on the futon, and Dao Sheng began to state the investigation and handling of the Keqin tragedy. "In other words, the whole incident was the work of a monk, and there was no expectation for its forces to intervene?" One Venerable asked, and Dao Sheng nodded his head, "Everything in the world, there must be a cause and effect, what is the purpose of this person?" Another Venerable asked, "No cause or effect can be found, and after this person escapes, he disappears without a trace." If the disciple is incompetent, please punish him. Dao Sheng bowed his head and pleaded guilty.

The scripture hall was silent, and everyone frowned and lowered their heads in thought. Dao Sheng pondered for a moment and then spoke: "The disciple is a little guessy, but he doesn't dare to speak falsely, and he has a bad mouth. "Guess what is called nonsense, you are stupid to read the scriptures, you are stubborn, say!" The fat Venerable rebuked impatiently. "With his own strength, he slaughtered one in one night, he was ruthless, and judging from the magic skills he used when he escaped, he looked like a demon. When Dao Sheng said this, he unconsciously swallowed his saliva before saying his name: "Yunmeng Demon Shao." ”

As soon as this name came out, everyone was shocked. On Yunmengze, many monks were killed, Jinguan City was destroyed with a sword, countless lives died, and the topography of the mountains and rivers of Shuzhou was changed, making this state still like a ghost domain, and no one dared to go. The true face of Yunmeng Demon Shao, no one has ever seen it, and it is unknown to cultivate to the realm, and it is impossible to know where it comes from.

The mysterious and terrifying Yunmeng Demon Shao actually appeared in the prairie. It's just speculation, but it's definitely not a good thing. This kind of demon who comes and goes without a trace is the most headache for the cultivation realm, not because he can't suppress it, but because he can't be caught.

After a long silence, a thin and old Venerable spoke. "Stop the investigation, wait and see what happens, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, we will guard the eight directions, wait for it to appear, and the thunder will subdue the demon. This monk seems to be the head of the Venerable, the words are like the decree of the law, and the monks chant the Buddha and claim to be good.

After this Venerable finished speaking, his eyes suddenly looked like electricity, staring at one of the monks, and slowly said: "Maha, what do you want to say and stop?" Maha who was in Longhu Mountain to suppress demons back then has become a great mage, in charge of the Arhat Hall, mainly responsible for dealing with mundane affairs. He stood up, and the Buddha said, "Venerable, the disciple was ordered to go to the location of the Keqin Department and transcend the soul, but the soul has long since disappeared. ”

As soon as these words came out, the monks buzzed. When a mortal dies, the soul unconsciously becomes attached to the place where it was born, and lingers for a long time and is unwilling to leave and dissipate, which is a manifestation of obsession. More than 100,000 people in the Keqin Department were burned overnight, not far from the time of the Chaodu Festival, how could there be no souls to stay. And that Yunmeng Demon is few, and he fled in a hurry after committing the murder, and it is impossible to collect so many dead souls.

Maha's words made the monks unbelievable. But the next words are even more shocking, "The disciple risked extinction, opened the eyes of heaven, looked back on the time, and faintly saw that the fire was raging, not mortal fire, but soul fire. The souls of the dead in the fire, peacefully relieved, gathered into the shape of lotus flowers, and disappeared suddenly. Maha paused for a few breaths and continued: "The fire is red, and the lotus is like blood. Maha stopped talking again, let out a long breath, and said with difficulty, the taboo words of the core layer of the Garan Temple: "Red Lotus!"

Red Lotus Temple, among the ordinary people of the prairie, among the ordinary Buddhist cultivators, does not exist. But for the core layer of the Garan Temple, the talk has changed. In secret, I don't know how many people and forces have been killed and implicated in the Red Lotus Temple. What kind of existence does the Red Lotus Temple have, where is it, and what are the evil deeds? The vast majority of the monks present here do not know, but they only know that it is the legacy of the ancestors of the Garan Temple, the culprit of subverting the Buddhist state.

The eighteen Venerables, their eyes were all sharp, and they turned flat in an instant. "Maha, there are many causes and effects for the sudden disappearance of the dead soul, your mana is insufficient, and what you see when you open your eyes to heaven is only an illusory image, and you can't be attached to it. The Venerable One spoke lightly and made up his mind. Soon, the monks retreated, preparing to go all out to capture Yunmeng Demon Shao. The Venerable One stood up, bowed in front of the statue of the Third Buddha, and muttered to himself: "Kill the three corpses, are you really beheaded?" The fat Venerable also said to himself: "This demon, is it going to the Red Lotus Temple? Demon to demon, interesting." ”

In the far west of the grassland, the pasture is sparse, there are no rivers and lakes, and it is almost a wasteland. But there is a mysterious legend, there is a towering holy mountain here, there is a wide holy lake, only people with deep fortune can see, can approach, can get the blessing of the gods and Buddhas to eliminate disasters, the effect is incomparable.

In the sacred mountain, which the herdsmen yearn for, there is a wide cave space. In the space is a huge pool, the water of the pond is like blood, there are three wide green lotus leaves in the middle, between the lotus leaves grow a few tall branches, on which there is a budding lotus bud, is surging with dazzling red light. Three people sat on the lotus leaves, wearing black robes, monk's hats covering their heads, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

The robe is black, which is not in line with the rituals of Buddhism at all, and even a blasphemy of Buddhism. The three of them had words in their mouths, and they kept playing various tricks, and the blood pool was gushing non-stop. The lotus bud emitted a heartbeat-like surging sound, and the dazzling red light flickered rhythmically with the sound.

After a long time, the blood in the pool became lighter, and the three of them stopped casting spells, came to the pool, and looked at the lotus bud silently. "A belief mind, after being purified by Requiem Lake, the power of birth is still very small. One of them sighed and said, "It can only be like this, before the birth of the Buddha, our sect can only endure humiliation and burden, pity the world, be deceived by the false law, and forget the true nature." Another sighed.

The last person, lifting the monk's hat, was a kind old man. The old man smiled slightly, and said lightly: "The fate is a catastrophe, and the catastrophe is a fate, the body of the Buddha has come, and he is ready to receive it." "Good, good" the other two joined together in response, and the three of them were silent for a moment again before disappearing.