Chapter 12: The Mantra of Death, the Sutra of Creation

This also led to the fact that later on, Long Ling'er showed extreme annoyance and resentment every time he met Ning Gusheng, which made Ning Gusheng feel more and more that this fiancée was very funny, and teased Long Ling'er from time to time, and he even said that he was ordered to cultivate a relationship with you, if he didn't do it, it would be disrespectful, so that Long Ling'er, who was already not good at Ning Gusheng's image, was not light, and his image was even more down, and he was resentful in his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And every time she saw Long Ling'er angry and left her residence in shame, Ning Gusheng's heart was full of pride and happiness, and he didn't know that he had exhausted Long Ling'er's patience that he was going to endure, as a wayward princess, how could she be so provoked, not only the anger in her stomach, but also all the previous anger and resentment were stimulated, and a revenge quietly came to Ning Gusheng.

What awaits him will be the wayward revenge of this savage princess.

And Ning Gusheng didn't know it, he still took pleasure in teasing Long Ling'er every day, and every time he saw her angry and embarrassed when she left his residence, he was very happy, but he was naturally idle in this boring palace to open his mouth.

Coupled with the Creation Immortal Sutra and the Immortal Mantra that appeared in his mind that day, whenever he fell asleep at night, he would always have the dream that he had been doing for more than ten years, and the beautiful woman in the dream would appear in his mind every day, and these days were a daily necessity, which made Ning Gusheng pay more and more attention to the Immortal Sutra of Death and the Creation Immortal Sutra.

He has been familiar with the mantra of the past few days, and only then did he understand that this mantra is just a wonderful exercise left by the legendary Buddha of Buddhism, and he heard that it can make people return from the past life and live another life.

If you cultivate to an extremely high and profound realm, you will recover the memories of your past and present lives, Ning Gusheng has had thoughts since that day, is it possible that the memories you lost are from your previous life? Because in this life, he can be said to have never even gone out to Qingfeng Country, let alone lost his memory.

What kind of person was I in my last life? And why are there such terrifying immortal calamities and Buddha deaths in his eyes, what does it remind him?

Who is that beautiful woman? Is it your own wife in the previous life?

These Ning Gusheng wanted to know, so he was also very attentive to reading the mantra of the past life, only to find that the ascension of the mantra of the past life is not to rely on his own practice, but to rely on a kind of wish power to improve, that is, the power of other people's wishes, to put it bluntly, it is to let others chant for you, but now he is not a Buddha, and others who will bless their wishes on their own bodies.

However, the power of the wish is strong, so that Ning Gusheng is also excited, the mantra of the past life says that the power of the wish can make people avoid the three disasters and five calamities, natural disasters and human schemes, in short, if you can cultivate the power of will, you can even not fall into hell, do not enter the reincarnation, and cultivate into the Buddha of the past life.

However, after understanding the mantra of the past, Ning Gusheng thought of a place to practice wishing power, that is, the battlefield, as a descendant of the Ning family, he has an innate affinity for the battlefield, although Ning Gusheng has been cared for since he was a child, but he must go to the army every year to stay for a month, or even more days, this is the death order given by King Ningren, even grandma can't be disobedient.

is that he can't be too comfortable, and even sometimes follows the army to the front line, so don't look at Ning Gusheng is a prodigal son in Kyoto, but in the army, he has a nickname, called Villain King, the most elite Tiance army in Qingfeng Country, all recognize this little young master who was born with Tiance.

Ning Gusheng calculated the time, and estimated that in another month or two, when his grandfather came back from the expedition, he should go to the army for a period of time to see if he could bless the wishes of the Tiance Army on himself.

At that time, he will naturally be able to understand what this death spell is, and Ning Gusheng has tried his best to create the immortal scripture in the past few days, but he can't see it clearly, because the place where the creation immortal scripture is located in his mind is covered by chaos, and the Tao is entangled, and there are few Dao sounds outside, and his consciousness can't enter at all, but from time to time there is the sound of the Great Dao inside.

But fortunately, after a few days of hard work, he also understood this Creation Immortal Sutra, which is amazing, just the sound of the Great Dao that pops up from time to time makes him realize a lot of martial arts problems that he has not considered and understood in the past, such as why the War Dragon Technique is only yellow-level, why he is only perfect to the masterpiece, but he can't further improve it to the ground level, but after the baptism of the Creation Immortal Sutra in the past few days, he finally found the defect that hinders the cross-level of the War Dragon Technique, and finally upgraded the War Dragon Skill to the lower grade of the Xuan level, Wait for grandpa to come back and tell him, maybe he will be overjoyed.

At the same time, the true force in his body has also reached a critical point, and it has reached the standard of a nine-star great martial artist, and he has faintly touched the threshold of breaking through the general.

On this day, Ning Gusheng had just finished practicing the dragon fighting technique, drank a sip of water, waved his hand and called out to the two little palace maids who were watching him practice martial arts: "Girls, is the uncle handsome with the big gun just now?" Actually, Ben Shao not only dances well with the big gun in his hand, but also has an amazing strength of a gun, are you interested in taking a look..."

The two little palace maids had long been accustomed to Ning Gusheng's lustful jokes, and the wonderful things outside the palace that Ning Gusheng had told. Hearing that the horse master began to be serious again, the faces of the two little palace maids who were ashamed were red, they were very good-looking, seeing the two little girls so funny, Ning Gusheng said happily: "Do you want to learn martial arts, I have seen the Vermilion Bird Army in my country, where is the little girl, but the top one is a good hand, it is really a good hand, if you want to learn, I can teach you, when you leave the palace in the future, you can come to me, I let you go to the Vermilion Bird Army, majestic",

The two little palace maids said in unison: "Really? Can we really learn martial arts too? There was curiosity and excitement in his voice.

"Of course you can, what my Young Master Ning said, it's a spit and a nail, if you want to learn, I can teach you now, you go find two wooden sticks, which are about the same length as my gun, I will teach you my Ning family's war dragon skills, and definitely make you a female general who amazes everyone" Ning Gusheng's face was confident, not like it at all, his Ning family's war dragon skills could not be passed on, in his heart, martial arts were used to let people learn, anyway, it was idle, and it was fun to teach the little palace maid.

"Forget it, martial arts are not qualified to learn, we are just slaves, how can we have the right to learn martial arts, thank you young master for your kindness." One of the palace maids, who was slightly older, whispered.

"What words? Go, find two sticks, in my Ning Gusheng's eyes, you are all the loveliest people, how can there be any slaves and maids, I will teach you today. Ning Gusheng touched the little palace maid's head and said with a smile.

"Come, just like me, yes, feet apart, eyes ahead, the gun should be straight, and the hand should be steady, come, look at me, how I hold the gun" Ning Gusheng took the gun and made a basic posture of holding the gun, and said: "When you hold the gun, if you want it to be yourself, your arm must be stable and not shake"

Seeing that the tip of the small palace maid's gun was a little downward, Ning Gusheng smiled and hugged the little palace maid from behind, corrected the little palace maid's arm and posture of holding the gun, and said: "That was wrong just now, the tip of the gun should be slightly upward, and the right hand should be withdrawn a little."

Just when Jiang Liu was teaching the little palace maid with relish.

Long Ling'er suddenly appeared outside the dormitory, and when she saw Jiang Liu holding the little palace maid and pulling it around, she was extremely angry in her heart, her eyes were burning with anger, and she said coldly in her heart: "Bastard, you dare to do this under the nose of this princess, you are really angry with me, hum..."

"Huh? What's going on? Could it be that Yanran's little slut is worried about Young Master Ben! Ning Gusheng thought narcissistically in his heart, and then like a strange uncle seducing Xiao Lori, he lewdly said to the little palace maid in his arms, "Xiao Qing'er, you relax, don't be so nervous, just learn martial arts, it's very simple, relax, a little irritable at first, but when you get started, you will feel very enjoyed, make sure you are still unsatisfied, linger, and like the gun in your hand from now on, maybe one day you will also carry a gun, go into battle to kill the enemy, and defend the country." ”

After standing for a while, Long Ling'er still planned to implement her plan and try to calm down the disgust she had just now, in fact, she was still a little entangled in whether to do it so desperately, after all, it was such an ugly palace maid, but when she saw that this bastard actually seduced the little palace maid, the suppressed anger burned like a raging fire.

I couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, Chu Chu looked moving, watching Jiang Liu hold the older palace maid and pull it on the chest of the palace maid, and then touch the waist of the other person, and said angrily: "Big pervert, what are you doing?" The suppressed anger in this voice startled Ning Gusheng, and he could hear the anger.

"Ah, it turned out to be the future lady, what are you doing here to find Xianggong? Is it that if you haven't seen each other for a day, you will be lovesick? Ning Gusheng looked like a scoundrel, took his hand off the chest of the big palace maid, and said with a grin.

"Hold back, you have to hold back, let him be proud first, and when the time comes, let him look good, hold ......back" Long Ling'er heard Ning Gusheng's scoundrel's teasing, tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and made a peaceful appearance, and kept comforting himself in his heart.

"Ning Gusheng, I'm here, because I think we have to have a good talk" Long Ling'er said, just because she was trying to control the anger in her heart, and she wanted to make a peaceful appearance, she had to pretend to be the same as usual, and then seduce this pervert to be fooled.

However, she looked at the two little palace maids with wooden sticks, and found that these two little palace maids were really beautiful, which bastard arranged this, and arranged such a beautiful little palace maid, isn't this a sheep's mouth? said coldly: "You all go down!" ”