"But......" Yun Buddha looked a little embarrassed: "Can your Dharma be delayed for a month?"

Xia Qingchen frowned: "Why?"

He's wasted a month.

The purpose is to break through a level of cultivation through the Dharma of the Cloud Buddha.

Now let him wait another month.

How can he afford it?

The Hollow Master said helplessly: "That's the case, the Dharma presided over by the presiding officer himself is very draining of spiritual power, in order to save me, I have already performed it once, and I can only perform it again this month." ”

He looked at Wuhua: "But, Master Wuhua, like you, has received a promise from the presiding officer. ”

Wuhua was willing to go to the ancient bell because he had a promise of a dharma.

Master Hollow said: "The presiding ritual can also heal injuries, Master Wuhua is seriously injured now, you see ......"

Meaning:

Let Xia Qingchen postpone it, and let Wuhua, who was anxiously waiting for treatment, accept the ritual first.

Xia Qingchen said lightly: "A culprit who released the Lord of the Heaven Devouring Tuo, instead of taking responsibility, he snatched the credit openly?"

It's different if you have a background.

Replace him Xia Qingchen and do such a thing.

has long been hated by the world, and even wanted.

Instead of taking a little responsibility, Wuhua also cashed in the reward as usual.

Yun Buddha was helpless and said: "Lord Xia Shi, I have discussed with the host of Liuqing, the last Dharma service of this month will be handed over to Wuhua, if you agree, the grievances between you can be written off." ”

Liuqing nodded indifferently: "Yes, if my apprentice's injury can be cured, the matter of your killing of Yuyin will be revealed." ”

Everyone looked at Xia Qingchen.

Wait for him to decide.

Xia Qingchen didn't choose immediately, but asked Xiang Yunfo: "May I ask the host, what is the form of your ritual?"

What is this for?

Master Hollow said: "Lord Xia Shi must not be rude, the Dharma affairs presided over are secret, and ...... must not be asked."

Yun Buddha waved his hand and said: "There is nothing special, the poor monk performs the secret technique of Buddhism, and invites a Buddha light from the Nine Heavens God Buddha, which can heal the seriously ill and improve the cultivation of the non-sick." ”

"It's probably similar to a temple sacrifice. ”

The sacrifice of the temple is to invite the gods of the heavens.

The rituals of the Cloud Buddha are much the same as the sacrifices.

Hearing this, Xia Qingchen knew it in his heart.

"Yes. Xia Qingchen nodded in agreement.

He can do a ritual by himself!

I'm afraid the effect is even better than that of the Cloud Buddha.

It's just to borrow the venue and some props of Jingyuan Temple.

Seeing Xia Qingchen so easily, he agreed.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Liuqing was afraid that Xia Qingchen would regret it, and said, "Okay, then how about today?"

Yun Buddha had no opinion: "It's okay." ”

After presiding over it as soon as possible, he will deal with the affairs of the Lord of the Devouring Heaven as soon as possible.

A group of people immediately got busy preparing for the ritual.

Xia Qingchen turned around and prepared to return to the quiet room.

"Master Xia, why are you leaving in such a hurry? The poor monk hasn't thanked him yet. Wuhua shouted.

Xia Qingchen turned his head and looked at him who was extremely miserable.

"Thank you?" Xia Qingchen smiled and shook his head.

With the virtue of no flowers, how could he be thankful to humanity?

It's good that he didn't resent his injuries to Xia Qingchen.

Sure enough, Wuhua smiled and said, "After all, Lord Xia Shi gave me his own dharma, how can I not thank you?"

The pride in his words is vivid.

Xia Qingchen only smiled silently.

Where is he Jean?

Instead, I just want to preside over the Dharma myself.

The Dharma presided over by the Cloud Buddha may only allow him to break through one level.

But what he presided over himself, the possibilities are endless.

Maybe you can break through two or even three levels.

Otherwise, he will give up his place?

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Xia Qingchen was indifferent.

Wuhua was slightly surprised.

Xia Qingchen was forced to delay for a month to get the Fa, but he didn't move?

It must be known that Wuhua is the culprit, but Xia Qingchen has a lot of credit.

As a result, Xia Qingchen was trampled on the top of his head by Wuhua.

No one can stand it, right?

Wuhua continued: "I know that Lord Xia must be uncomfortable in his heart, but it doesn't matter, I am very merciful and compassionate and allow you to observe the Dharma up close. ”

"The Dharma held by the Cloud Buddha is rare to see, if you miss it, it may be rare for a lifetime, how about it?"

Xia Qingchen thought about it for a moment and smiled: "Okay." ”

He wanted to take a look at the specific process of Yunfo on the spot.

In this way, we will be more confident that we will hold a higher level of rituals.

Wuhua smiled.

The smile was a little stiff.

His original intention was to let Xia Qingchen witness with his own eyes, and the Dharma that belonged to him was obtained by Wuhua.

Xia Qingchen would not agree if he was a little angry.

Who knows, so easy to agree.

It's beyond expectations.

"Okay, Lord Xia Shi takes a good look, you must look carefully!" Wuhua shook off his robe and snorted softly.

Soon.

The group moved to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Standing in front of a huge Buddha statue.

All kinds of ritual props are available.

The cloud Buddha looked solemn and pointed to the futon in the center: "Sit up, and you must not leave half a step during the ceremony." ”

Wuhua sat down with a serious face.

Don't dare to disobey in the slightest.

Previously, he had heard from his master.

When the Cloud Buddha's ritual is successful, there will be a Buddha light from the nine heavens that falls vertically on the futon.

If you don't sit up straight, or if you deviate from your body, you may fail to receive the Buddha's light.

Therefore, he was sitting in a precarious position, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Whether or not you can be cured this time depends on that Buddha light.

With that in mind.

He glanced at Xia Qingchen and sneered in his heart.

When he recovers from his injuries, he will definitely avenge Yuyin.

As for the master's promise, the resentment is written off.

That was the grudge between Shizun and Xia Qingchen.

Not on his behalf!

Liuqing stood aside.

He also glanced at Xia Qingchen, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint mockery.

It's still young people after all.

No experience at all.

The revenge of the murderer, is it so easy to let go?

Just thinking about it.

Cloud Buddha has already begun to practice.

He recites Sanskrit in his mouth, and his Buddha power slowly emanates, which makes him look particularly holy.

The huge Buddha statue in front of him faintly became brighter.

Xia Qingchen saw it in his eyes and roughly understood its principle - communicating with gods and Buddhas.

This, he will too.

Moreover, it should be more proficient than the Cloud Buddha.

Half an hour passed.

The golden Buddha statue is already particularly dazzling.

The golden light was released all over the body, and the Daxiong Treasure Hall was reflected in golden brilliance.

Suddenly.

The hall shuddered.

The roof tiles reverberated incessantly.

The air was faintly floating.

An almost materialized Buddha light fell vertically from the sky.

Fall to the futon in the hall of the Mahavira.

Liuqing's expression was solemn, and he said, "No flowers, ready to bear the baptism of Buddha's light." ”

It only takes one time to heal all of his injuries.

Of course, it would be better if there was extra strength after the injury was recovered, so that his cultivation could be refined.

Yun Buddha's face was flat, and he put down the wooden fish.

It's done.

He has done similar rituals countless times.

Knowing that there is no problem.

However.

At the moment when the wooden fish was put down.

The eyes of the golden Buddha statue actually moved......

(I owe two more, and I will pass it at eight o'clock tomorrow morning.) ）

(End of chapter)