Chen Feng was no longer in the mood to look at the classics in the scripture building. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The ancient scrolls that appeared inexplicably disappeared soon and inexplicably, and what I gained was a sharp pain in my head and an inexplicable understanding of the "Tao" for the time being. This immature comprehension will not be transformed into cultivation for a while, and it still needs Chen Feng's continued feeling and precipitation in the long river of time.

Why did the ancient scroll disappear, Chen Feng didn't have time to think about it, and saw a phantom figure appear through the sky.

Buddha beads, robes, bald head, turned out to be a middle-aged monk.

This phantom is not a real person, someone must have manipulated it, and he is the one to deal with.

Chen Feng understood that his traces should have been discovered by Dajue Temple. What made him anxious was that he was deeply trapped in the scripture building and didn't know how to get out. If you look for an exit, you may already be surrounded by the other party. I appeared here inexplicably, and I couldn't explain it at all.

He hurriedly began to communicate with the heavens, stars, and moon beads. However, it was as if the beads were asleep again, and there was no reaction at all.

"Damn, you're fooling me!" Chen Feng couldn't help but speak foul language.

In the grass house, the old monk didn't know what kind of means he used, and the ground between him and Lu Luo turned into a mirror, and he could clearly see the situation of Chen Feng in the Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as Lu Ding saw Chen Feng's appearance, he felt that this person was extremely familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But looking at its face, it is very unfamiliar. However, the three of them saw Chen Feng's age in their eyes, and they were all surprised by Chen Feng's youth. There are also high-level secret masters who can change into young people, but most of them are very deep, like the vitality of Chen Feng's body, which is not something that older people can have.

Chen Feng was disguised, but he left too deep an impression on Lu Dingyi. Although his face was different, the form between Chen Feng's gestures still gave him a familiar feeling.

The phantom's eyes were closed, and he had no intention of striking first. However, Chen Feng didn't move.

The old monk and the other three saw Chen Feng bowing his head and muttering to himself, no matter how high their cultivation was, they couldn't guess what Chen Feng was planning.

Chen Feng pleaded for a long time, and found that the Heavens and Stars and Moon Beads did not react, and finally gave up and looked at the phantom again.

"It's offensive to accidentally break into this place." An apologetic smile appeared on Chen Feng's face.

He did break in unintentionally, but others didn't believe it!

The phantom opened his eyes, and under the control of the old monk, dozens of copper bells and wooden fish were illusory and surrounded Chen Feng.

Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo knew that this was the prestigious Sanskrit sound array of Dajue Temple.

The so-called Sanskrit sound array is to use the sound of Buddhism as integrity, elegance, clarity, depth, and far-reaching, so that it can penetrate into the hearts of the people. The hearer will not be harmed, but will tell the truth and tell all the secrets in his heart.

The copper bell and the wooden fish rang at the same time without anyone shaking or knocking, but the size, timbre and frequency of the sound were different, some were as deep as thunder, some were as light as the wind, some had a long aftertaste, and some were deafening. These sounds poured into Chen Feng's ears together, and they produced a wonderful effect.

Chen Feng only felt that he was standing in a fishing village by the sea, bathed in the bright moonlight, the tide was monstrous in the distance, but the noise of mountain springs was nearby. The sound of the tide lifted him, and the sound of the fountain sobered him. For a moment, it seemed that all the burdens had been dropped, and I only felt that my whole body was extremely relaxed.

Although there was no one in front of him, Chen Feng felt that there was a person in front of him who was extremely close to him, just like his grandparents, who could completely open his heart and tell his heart.

Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo saw that the copper bell and the wooden fish were moving, and they both relaxed their breathing, carefully observing the changes in Chen Feng.

They couldn't hear the Sanskrit sound, and they couldn't affect the Sanskrit sound, but they saw the shaking and tapping of the copper bell and the wooden fish, and saw the expression on Chen Feng's face become calm, and they seemed to have heard the Sanskrit sound washing people's hearts.

Chen Feng only felt that his situation was getting better and better, as if he was in a quiet valley at night, the bright moon shone among the pines, the clear spring stone was upstream, the bamboo noise returned to the Huannu, and the lotus moved down the fishing boat.

In the spring mountains, a song of heaven makes people forgetful.

He suddenly felt that he had so many secrets hidden in his heart. It's better to tell your own experiences and thoughts one by one, so that you can feel comfortable.

The last trace of vigilance in his heart was gradually being dissolved.

As an old monk's supernatural power, the phantom is the host of this Sanskrit sound array, and he focuses on observing Chen Feng's changes. Once Chen Feng is convinced by Sanskrit, he will naturally tell everything the truth, which is much more effective than fighting, killing, coercion, and temptation.

It was already at the last moment, and the expression on Chen Feng's face was also very subtle, joy, emotion, excitement, sadness, nostalgia, self-blame, etc. were intertwined, prying open his heart little by little. His eyes were closed, but his heart was half-open.

Finding that success was imminent, the phantom added another strength, and there were more cymbals and drums around the brass bell and wooden fish, and the phantom himself silently recited the scriptures.

In this way, the Sanskrit sound was even more subtle, and Chen Feng saw an ethereal mist on the sea, and the mist dissipated in the blink of an eye in the sun, and there was a clear blue sky overhead. The mountains behind him are full of flowers, and the fishing village is laughing and singing, this is his pastoral and his home.

The last obstacle in Chen Feng's soul couldn't help but be opened: "I ......"

Lu Dingyi and the old man surnamed Luo were relieved in their hearts, and they had some regrets. This young man has persevered under the Sanskrit sound for so long, and his heart is so firm that the two of them have a heart of cherishing talents. Even though Chen Feng told the secret in his heart, he might not be able to receive a confessional result. The people who sent him would not tolerate him, and the old monk would not necessarily indulge him. After all, this is not a simple temple, but a secret realm. But the two of them have a request for Dajue Temple, these things can't be broken, and they can't have a dislike with the old monk because of this. At the same time, the two of them had some expectations and wanted to know Chen Feng's true origin.

Just when the old monk and Lu Luo had already decided the overall situation, a terrible scream suddenly appeared.

Lu Luo and the others couldn't hear this scream, but they looked at the phantom's expression and knew that there was an accident.

The phantom who had always looked serene followed with a look of pain. The old monk in the grass house naturally heard this high-pitched voice.

Compared with the melodious sound of Sanskrit, this scream is hoarse and unpleasant, sometimes like a sharp object rubbing, sometimes like a wolf howling in the middle of the night, sometimes like a night rain ghost crying, sometimes like a woman losing a child...... Almost all the world's ugly, sad, and shrill voices have come together to tear people's eardrums apart!

This is the cry of the soul after evolution!

Although the Sanskrit sound is wonderful, but the screams of the Ming Soul are better than the piercing, this alone is enough, because Chen Feng has woken up!