Black and white impermanence came to the store and saw the vajra was also startled, and calmed down after confirming that there was no Buddha power. After repeatedly observing that it is a serious Buddhist product, I asked where I came from?

After learning the reason, even Bai Wuchang, who had always been calm, sighed: "Brother Chen, it's really amazing. Venerable Jingjian is an enlightened monk who can go directly to the Buddha kingdom after his death. "Then Bai Wuchang told me a lot about Master Pure Vision. It makes me feel a chill down my spine when I hear it, I just talked and laughed with such a great god......

Venerable Jingjian is not only a monk who eats fasting and recites Buddha, but sometimes even helps the underworld. I also knew the city god. Fortunately, I didn't play with my face just now...... On the contrary, at this time, Black Impermanence picked up the one-strand pestle and played with it:

"This is a serious magic weapon, and it is no longer at the same level more powerful than the magic weapon we condensed with ghost qi." As he spoke, he poured his ghost qi into the one-strand pestle, but was unexpectedly bounced away.

I quickly lifted him up, I had already checked it before; There should be no such rebound. Black Impermanence was not injured, it was just bounced away. Bai Wuchang squatted down and picked up the pestle to study it carefully. Then slowly condense his own ghost qi on it; The one-strand pestle shook and bounced away the impermanence of the white ghost; It doesn't seem to be able to hold any ghostly energy.

"I just said that those monks are so kind? It must be to put the magic weapon here to suppress the ghosts passing by. ”

"Eighth Master, wait a minute. I'm sure of one thing. Bai Wuchang walked towards me with a single-strand pestle, and looking at this big brother walking over with a solemn face, I had the illusion of being asked for my life by a mistake: "Brother Chen, please input your ghost qi into it." ”

"Oooh." I took the pestle and poured my ghost energy into it as I had done before. The whole process was very smooth, and at this time, Bai Wuchang pulled down my roller shutter door in the air, turned to me and said:

"Please Brother Chen, it is possible to bless his own ghost qi more." As he spoke, he actually raised a spirit banner in my shop, and the black man also surrounded me in the middle with a chain. Looking at this posture, it should prevent my ghost qi from leaking out and affecting the living people around me, but the problem is that my physical body is still alive.

Because there is a yin and yang road in my shop, the ghost energy is constantly pouring out of the painting of the ghost gate; After being absorbed by me, it continues to gather on the single pestle. But after so much ghost qi has been incorporated, it has never been rejected again; And after the ghost qi enters, it is like a stone sinking into the sea. It's not a problem to go on like this, God knows when this thing will be fed? If it explodes, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep the surrounding people safe with the magic circle of the black and white envoys.

After seeing that I stopped, the black and white envoys also withdrew the magic circle. Looking at the sweaty head, I couldn't help but ask:

"Boy, what's going on? Why don't you bounce in your hands? ”

"Brother Chen, are you okay? Take a break. ”

Saying that, Bai Wuchang picked up the one-strand pestle again and looked at it repeatedly, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"There's not that on there." As he spoke, he handed it to me, and I took a closer look at the black impermanence; Sure enough, a line of small words appeared on the side of the single-strand pestle. I can't understand the twists and turns. I can only look at black and white impermanence, black and imperimanent, I stare at them; I can't help but be annoyed:

"What am I doing? What did I write? How can I know the things of Buddhism? ”

I was speechless for a while, I had never seen such a reasonable and inexplicably proud. Bai Wuchang thought for a while and said that this was ancient Sanskrit, but he didn't know what it meant. Either go directly to the temple and ask Master Jingjian, or go back to the underworld to consult Lord Chenghuang. But what is certain is that this one-strand pestle is indeed a magic weapon. Although the Buddha power above has been eliminated, it is also a Dharma weapon that has been serious.

It doesn't seem appropriate to go to the temple to ask for advice. As soon as the front foot walked, I went in with the back foot; I didn't do it that way. I can only go and consult Lord Chenghuang, but fortunately, he and Master Jingjian know each other at his old man's house; It won't be too embarrassing to ask. Thinking of this, I greet black and white impermanence:

"Two brothers, let's go? Take a trip to the underworld. I haven't been there for a long time, and I haven't seen it every time I have been before. ”

"It's rare for a living person to go to the underworld in such a hurry." Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile.

Black impermanence directly appeared in the Dharma body, came over and hooked my neck and said to Bai impermanence:

"How? Ever since I saw him clean up, I knew that this kid must be very good. Seventh Master, let's go? Anyway, it's daytime, and it's uncomfortable to stay here. ”

So, as before, I lay down on the couch in the antechamber. Gather the ghost qi into the heart, chant the spell to urge the waist card, and realize the separation of the spirit and the flesh.

After the separation, I also took a special look at my own spirit, which is also human. There was no sign of the Dharma Body at all, and the whole thing looked like a newly dead Yin Spirit; I guess I have to consult the old man of Chenghuang about this matter.