Tan Mo stopped his movements, staring ahead, the light in this place was very bad, so that he couldn't reach out and lose his five fingers, but he couldn't see what was clear, just a very hazy pale black.

Just now, Tan Mo didn't know if he was dazzled, and in the waters on that side, there was a sudden sound of water.

It's not the sound of the water flowing, it's the sound of someone wading through the water to stir up the water.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Tan Momu had a wooden face, and he was actually very flustered at this time. Because the Mirror Void said very clearly, there are ghosts in this world!

Moreover, the monks or something, they still have nothing to do with those ghosts!

For example, the ghost called Blue-Eyed.

Tan Shaohe died because of this ghost, and even the family was killed by this ghost. And he, because he worshiped under the gate of the Lotus Temple, had the rules left by his predecessors, so he was spared death.

Otherwise, no matter where he hides, I'm afraid he will be found by this ghost.

In the end, it is just an end of early or late death.

This place where the white bone lotus is enshrined is so abnormal, Tan Mo will inevitably think about it at this time, and think about it crankily. After all, Master Lotus didn't know exactly what was here.

After a long while, there was no movement over there, and Tan Mo relieved himself, thinking that it might be some kind of stronger fish jumping out of the water, so he continued to chant the scriptures.

He was reciting the mantra as such.

This is a mantra and a scripture. It's a hundred or so words, and it's hard to read, but it's just like that.

Because before he crossed over, he had the experience of learning music for a while, and Tan Mo made up such a mantra yesterday when he had nothing to do, and he was able to hum it.

The rhythmic chanting sound came from Tan Mo's mouth, and he sank his mind, but coldly, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white shadow.

In the pale black waters, it floated quietly.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The sound of churning the water reappeared.

Tan Mo grimaced, forced himself to calm down. It's just that, unconsciously, the chanting sound in his mouth is getting louder and louder. Originally, it was humming softly, but now it is chanting aloud.

The tune is gone.

After looking at it for a while, the white shadow suddenly disappeared.

"Is it caused by the refraction of light changes?" Tan Mo thought in his heart, and then was about to continue chanting, but he was cold, he felt a little cold, and his scalp was still a little wet.

Tick, tick.

At some point, water began to seep through the top of the cave above his head.

Drop by drop, drop by drop on his bald head.

Tan Mo couldn't help but reach out and touch it, because his hand was raised too quickly, and he suddenly touched something very soft, which made Tan Mo couldn't help but look up, and then, he saw a white face, hanging upside down, close to him.

Tick.

A drop of water dripped from the white man's face, and it landed on Tan Mo's forehead, and the water droplets were blown up, splashed away, and some dripped down the bridge of his nose.

Fishy, with a slight stench.

For a moment, it was bone-chilling.

……

"How many days has it been?" Master Lotus put down the scriptures in his hand and asked Bai Gu sideways.

Bai Guzi was the first to be accepted by him, so he got along for the longest time, and the relationship between Master Lotus and Bai Guzi was also the closest.

Master Lotus accepts apprentices on behalf of the teacher, so even if Bai Guzi calls Master Lotus the senior brother of the abbot, he treats Master Lotus as a master in his heart, which is very respectful.

"Senior brother, it's the third day." Bai Guzi replied respectfully.

Master Lotus nodded slowly, then thought for a while, and said, "The things that are prepared are all foods that can be eaten less, but can ensure a person's energy for a day. Seven days is not a problem if you don't have the toilet. However, from this fifth day onwards, those things will come out......"

Speaking of this, Master Lotus had a worried look on his face.

"Mortals create spiritual roots, which is an act against the sky, and there are many difficulties, and it should be. Like that Ren family town, the method of burying the corpse in the spiritual cave to let the descendants give birth to the spiritual root takes a long time, not to mention, and it is easy to be destroyed. And once it is destroyed, the younger generations will have to suffer backlash and bad luck. It is his luck that the little junior brother can worship my Lotus Temple, and he can achieve the spiritual root by sacrificing the white bone lotus, which is ten times easier than the method of burial the spiritual cave? Bai Guzi said.

Master Lotus nodded, he naturally knew what Bai Guzi said, but what he wanted to say was not what Bai Guzi meant. He was bent on strengthening the Lotus Temple, but it was a pity that there were only a few people with blood, and those people didn't look down on his White Bone Lotus, so he could only choose from ordinary people.

But as Bai Guzi said, such as sacrificing the white bone lotus, it is already the best among the spiritual roots, and the success rate is the highest, but so far, there are only six people who can practice in the temple.

He, Bai Guzi, Mirror Void, Zhong Shenxiu, Empty Door Ghost, and Ring Bodhi.

With only six people, how can the Lotus Temple be magnified?

Eventually, Master Lotus folded his hands, didn't say anything more, closed his eyes, and recited the sutra softly.

Bai Guzi saw that Master Lotus had started his daily homework, so he was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something, and after hesitating, he couldn't help but ask, "Senior brother, what is the relationship between the princess and you?" Why do I look at the face of the little county lord, it is somewhat similar to the appearance of your youth, senior brother. ”

Bai Guzi has been following Master Lotus for more than ten years, and he knows very well what Master Lotus looked like at the beginning.

It's just that in order to break through, he cultivated a forbidden technique, which led to a great change in his face, from a handsome white-robed monk to the current sharp-beaked monkey gills.

"I guessed it, and I hid it in my heart. Otherwise......" Master Lotus said expressionlessly, without opening his eyes.

"Yes, senior brother, I must keep it secret, otherwise it will bring killing to the temple!" Bai Guzi nodded hurriedly.

"No, with the cultivation of a poor monk, that prince is not afraid to send troops to encircle and suppress. The poor monk means that from now on, if Su Su doesn't come, the poor monk will beat you once he sees you! As he spoke, Master Lotus opened his eyes and stared at Bai Guzi.

Bai Guzi really can't wait to slap himself, why do you have nothing to ask this, now it's okay, once the princess doesn't come in the future, his senior brother will have to suspect that he said it too much.

So he hurriedly promised, and swore that he would not chew the root of his tongue.

……

Tan Mo clutched the white bone relic, and at the moment, except for this thing, the three scriptures he had cultivated were all useless.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The sound of the water suddenly appeared.

Here it comes.

That's here again!

Tan Mo's nerves tightened instantly, and the five-phalange joints, because of grasping the white bone relic, were already white at this time.

Suddenly, Tan Mo felt a wave of malice.

With the appearance of that malice, his breathing was problematic for a moment.

Can't breathe and can't move.

But Tan Mo breathed a sigh of relief, because this malice was released by the white bone relics in his hand!

The sound of the water being stirred gradually became quieter.

Tan Mo didn't dare to relax, nor did he dare to blink, staring ahead.

Faintly, he saw a figure appear there, standing in the water, motionless, as if looking at him.