Leaving the county guard who was desperately scratching his hair, Ye Changsheng left the county guard mansion and went to the fat master's courtyard in the city.

In the next three days, Ye Changsheng visited the dignitaries and nobles in the county town one after another, as well as cultivators like Confucianism and Taoism Zhuoyun.

Feng Laokun carries a huge amount of money every day, looking for the address to open a branch.

On the night of the third day, in the guest room of the inn, Qiu Tianzuo looked at Ye Changsheng who stood up in shock, so much so that he lost his words.

Ye Changsheng said lightly: "Great offering, I don't want to hide it from you, but from the Hong family." ”

Qiu Tianzuo reacted and nodded hurriedly, his eyes full of awe.

Their son-in-law actually hid from everyone's eyes.

In Qiu Tianzuo's heart, there was only one big word.

In front of Qiu Tianzuo, Ye Changsheng put the wheelchair into the demon space, and after explaining a few words, he flew out of the window and disappeared into the vast night.

Qiu Tianzuo was shocked again, Childe's strength is definitely not weak!

The essence of the county town has been exhausted, and Changsheng must rush back to the ancient tomb of the mass grave.

He couldn't tell what day the ghost motherwort would bloom, so he had to stay there.

Mass graves, the light of the sky gradually lifts the misty fog.

Ye Changsheng was dressed in black, and after entering the ancient tomb, he walked towards the two half-hidden stone gates.

To his surprise, every time he passed by the side room, the zombie guards inside would always pick up a big axe and cut him, but he didn't show up today.

It's probably dawn, the evil energy in the tomb is suppressed by the yang energy, and the zombie guards are sleeping.

Sure enough, when he entered the main burial chamber, he found two mottled statues standing on both sides of the gate.

Judging by the large axe on the statue's pestle and the footprints on its chest, they were the two zombie guards.

Ghost motherwort blooms.

Three black petals, shrouded in misty black gas, are like black crystal carvings, crystal clear.

The stripes connected on the petals are like a woman's facial lines, and if you look closely, you can even see the girl's weird smile.

The gloomy aura in the ancient tomb continued to converge, and the flower of the ghost mother emitted a strange black light.

At a certain moment, on the black petals, the girl's eyes were opened, and the aura was soaring!

This is the time.

Ye Changsheng hurriedly took out a flower hoe, dug out the ghost motherwort by the roots, and quickly put it into the prepared jade box.

The flower of the ghost motherwort is the essence and contains mysterious powers.

Ye Changsheng had already planned to use flower petals to transform the ethereal sword, of course, the premise was that he had to take the sword back.

And the roots and grass neck of the ghost motherweed are also rare treasures of the yin, used to forge swords for small bells.

He received one million taels of silver from Zi Qianhao, which is actually not expensive at all!

After digging up the ghost motherwort, the evil qi in the ancient tomb became thinner, and it was completely suppressed by the yang energy of the outside world.

Why don't you take advantage of the zombie guards to wake up and take a look at the mysterious partial tomb?

When the thought is together, it can no longer be restrained.

Ye Changsheng tidied up his bags and strode out.

In the dark passage of the tomb, the luminous stone emitted a faint fluorescence, reflecting the young man's nervous and expectant face.

Ye Changsheng walked to a small door on the side of the passage and stopped.

There were unseen spirits floating around, disillusioned from time to time, as if to give him a stern warning.

A cold wind came from the doorway, Ye Changsheng couldn't help but snort, and the luminous stone in his hand instantly dimmed.

It's all here, how can there be a reason to go back.

With a sigh of relief, Ye Changsheng stepped into the doorway of Hessensen.

Sure enough, the powerful zombie guard did not appear, but turned into a statue and stood quietly in front of a black stone platform.

The statue was taller than the two statues in the burial chamber, more than two meters high, covered with a tattered cloak on the outside, and a piece of iron armor in the shape of willow leaves on the inside, mottled and mottled.

On the chest of the statue, the part that was corroded by the rooster's blood last time still has large traces, and there is a black hole the size of a fist.

It held a heavy long-handled axe in both hands, the handle of which was pestled on the ground, standing upright, mighty and eerie.

Although he knew that the statue would not wake up, Ye Changsheng still took it lightly, and after bypassing the statue, he came to the black stone platform.

The half-man-high stone platform is made of a single block of obsidian and covered with a thick layer of dust.

Ye Changsheng untied his waist and wrapped it around his hands, and gently wiped the dust off to the sides.

The smooth stone surface is exposed, carved with intricate scriptures and images.

In addition to this, there are some cracks and smashing marks on the slate.

It is believed that the tomb robbers tried to smash the stone slabs, but they did not have enough strength, so they left these traces.

Fortunately, the picture was carved relatively deeply, and the preservation was quite good.

Ignoring the traces of smashing, Ye Changsheng held the luminous stone and squinted at the three paintings on the stone slab.

Interesting, interesting.

The first picture depicts a scholar, wearing a crown and a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on his knees, but his hands are made with handprints that can only be found in Buddhism.

The scholar's left palm points to the sky, and he casts the fearless seal, which means that the vajra is fearless and removes the suffering of sentient beings.

And the right palm hangs down, and the wish seal is given, which means to fulfill the wishes of sentient beings.

The seal of fearlessness and the seal of wish are often sealed at the same time, and most of the Buddha statues enshrined in the temple are in this position.

In the second image, a young female nun stands under the linden tree with a melancholy expression, and her mouth seems to be reciting words.

There are two lines of poetry inscribed next to the Bodhi tree: The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to the truth.

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but wonder: "This is the little nun Sifan!"

The third painting depicts two sloppy Taoist priests, with high buns and hideous faces, like bulls fighting horns, fighting for a piece of bread, and no one will let anyone.

The three paintings, with concise lines, are lifelike, and the people on them seem to come to life.

It's just that in the three paintings, Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are indiscriminate, which makes Ye Changsheng a little confused.

The owner of the tomb wouldn't be so bored and carve three paintings at random, right?

Whose tomb will be engraved with Sichun's little nun, and "live up to it"!

Ye Changsheng stood in front of the black stone platform, his eyes constantly wandering the three paintings, his brows furrowed.

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his heart couldn't help but move.

Do these three paintings refer to the three karma of the body, mouth, and mind of Buddhism?

Physical karma refers to actions that cause evil, such as killing, stealing, or committing adultery.

Oral karma refers to bad words, bad words, and bad words.

Karma refers to the three poisons of greed, hatred, and ignorance.

The so-called cultivation and cultivation is to purify the three karmas, emptiness of the five aggregates, and comprehension of supreme enlightenment.

Not only Buddhism, but also Taoism and Confucianism, the practice of "body, mouth and mind" should also eliminate the evil consequences of "body, mouth and mind", but the words are different.

In the Tianxuan Continent, after countless years of collision and integration, the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are actually connected in many places.

Then the first painting, if you ignore the identity of the scholar and use the mudra to eliminate the karma, it is the practice of Buddhism, to be precise, the practice of Tantra.

Holding the seal and giving birth to the precepts, keeping the precepts will give birth to determination, and wisdom will be born from determination.

In the second painting, there is no doubt that the little nuns have said that they have lived up to their lives, it must be Qi language, it is "oral karma".

In the third painting, two wandering Taoist priests snatched food, not to mention being greedy and hateful, and the vicious appearance was almost murderous, which can be seen as "karma".

The thought was clear, and Ye Changsheng smiled.

He moved forward a little, facing the first painting, and imprinted his left palm on the scholar's left palm, and his right palm on the scholar's right palm.

Dreadnought to dreadnought, and wish to and wish.

Eliminating one's karma is nothing more than practicing one's own actions, just doing it.