Chapter 457: Grandma (2) (Page 1/1)

As a result, Ye Xinlu was very "happy" to find that she couldn't work either of these two energies. Yes, how should I live this day, the hardware does not support it, what can she do?

She began to try to run an internal force that could be used by mortals...... Alas, this time it was a real tragedy, and even the internal forces could not work.

Ye Xinlu sighed for a long time, and found that the live broadcast room that had been opened since she crossed over now has very few barrage areas. Crossing into a tree that can't move, and waiting here for nothing else except the wind and sun, the stars are moving, and nothing else can be seen, and the audience will love to watch it.

After a while, as soon as the sky was bright, she heard the humming sound of monks chanting scriptures from the depths of Lanruo Temple. At this time, Lanruo Temple is not as full of ghosts as it was after the plot began, but a serious temple with many monks and incense.

Ye Xinlu was drowsy by the chanting of the monks in the morning class, and he was worried that he would fall asleep, and someone would cut down the branches to use as firewood, or make charcoal or something, so he always supported and didn't dare to sleep, it was really difficult for the tree to live!

She suddenly remembered that the reason why there were no more monks in this monastery later, but was completely entrenched by Grandma, the locust tree spirit, was because Grandma couldn't stand the chanting of these monks later, and sucked them all out of yang energy one by one.

Ye Xinlu thought to himself, this Huaixiang was an immortal in the past, it stands to reason that this head should not have such evil thoughts of murder, arson, soul sucking, etc., it shouldn't be that listening to these scriptures can go crazy!

Therefore, not only did he not be transformed, but he was completely reduced to a demon.

Listening to these scriptures, he felt very bored, and Ye Xinlu was confused by them, so he just cheered up and found a way to cultivate. The original owner itself is a locust tree in the fairy world, and has a set of methods for absorbing the immortal power of the fairy world, Ye Xinlu relied on the memory of the original owner, tried to run this set of methods, and found that it could actually be!

It's just that this set of methods is the orthodox method of immortal cultivation, and the cultivation is extremely slow, plus this is the mortal world, there is no immortal qi, and the progress of this big locust tree can be said to be equal to nothing.

If this continues, Ye Xinlu will not need to cultivate a little aura, and it is estimated that this big locust tree has already died because it is too old.

In the plot, this grandmother is because of the method of transfer passed by the monk who passed here, and then deduced the method of absorbing yang energy, so that she was able to cultivate into a demon and turn into a human form. But at that time, grandma was not divided into men and women because of the tree spirit of the main body, and the human form she transformed was neither male nor female, which made people frightening and disgusting.

As soon as Ye Xinlu thought that he might become like that, he suddenly felt that sorrow came from it and could not be broken. She had better hurry up and find another way to cultivate, otherwise the image she has built up in the minds of the audience for so long will have to be ruined.

She felt that the power of the immortal family could be integrated into this locust tree, so the Dao power she brought over should not be unable to be integrated, the immortal power belonged to the energy higher than the Dao power, and the immortal family method could successfully operate in this body, and the Dao power should also be able to.

Maybe it was because she had previously operated and cultivated according to the human method of the Ziwei Sutra, so she couldn't run the Dao power successfully?

She tried to follow the cultivation method of the original owner when he was in the immortal realm, and began to operate the Dao power, this time the Dao power actually operated a few root systems, but halfway through, she didn't know if the meridians were blocked, or the next operation path was wrong, anyway, it couldn't run halfway through.

Ye Xinlu had to compare the physical characteristics of human beings with the internal meridians of the old locust tree and the original owner's immortal tree in detail according to her past cultivation experience, and she gradually found a relatively suitable method for the operation of Dao power.

Time is like a white horse, in the blink of an eye, the monks in the temple have changed for unknown generations, and a monk with a young appearance but old bone age has come to this temple.

Ye Xinlu could already use her Dao Sense to clearly probe the area of dozens of miles nearby at this time, and further away, she could release the tiger head and Xiao Tang to help her investigate. Therefore, she knew very well about the situation within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The monk approached with a staff full of Dharma, and before the person arrived, Ye Xinlu heard the familiar bell and was shocked: "Why does this bell sound so like a soul awakening bell?" ”

Her heart tightened, and she said secretly: "Could it be Miaozheng?" ”

Her Dao sense can't detect the other party, which shows that she has a deep sense of law. However, when the monk entered the Lanruo Temple, she found that although the other party had a handsome face that was not inferior to Miaozheng, he was not Miaozheng.

It's just that his beautiful eyes make Ye Xinlu so familiar that he can't be more familiar. And the staff he was holding in his hand was indeed the one in Miao Zheng's hand, and there was a waking bell hanging on it.

"Ouch, how do you feel like I've traveled to Myosho's past life?" Ye Xinlu transmitted Lin Sen.

Lin Sen was silent and did not answer.

Ye Xinlu wanted to pout, but the body of this tree was still stiff, and it was still far from turning into a human form.

"Master Baiyun can come to my Lanruo Temple to give lectures, which is really a blessing for the monks of my temple and the believers around me."

The abbot led the young and beautiful monk into the temple, and Baiyun should be his Dharma name. And next to him was a young monk named Shifang.

Ye Xinlu remembered that when the third part of the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story" appeared, it seemed that there were two masters and apprentices, as if at the end, grandma and the other villain of the plot, the old demon of Montenegro, died at their hands.

However, looking at this time period now, it seems that it is the time when a Tianzhu monk taught the original owner the method of transferring, could it be this white cloud?

Because the original master of the plot didn't have any mana during this time period, he didn't find out the appearance of the monk who taught her the method, and the other party just taught her the method of transfer by the sound of his mind, and also said that he hoped that she would be able to practice quietly in the future, and not let down such a rare opportunity for Buddhism.

This Baiyun monk came, and he only chanted the scriptures all day long, otherwise he would have held a Dharma meeting to give lectures to many believers and monks, methods, etc., Ye Xinlu still felt bored, so he continued to practice according to the method he found.

However, she found a strange thing, this monk would leave the temple quietly in black clothes late every night, if it weren't for the fact that she now has a considerable degree of Taoist knowledge, she wouldn't have been able to "see" this scene at all. At this time, the monk and his apprentice Shifang were asleep, so that no one knew that he had left the temple.

And as soon as he left Ye Xinlu's "line of sight", Ye Xinlu didn't know what he was going to do after leaving the temple.

In the early morning of this day, the monk Baiyun came to the tree, and the awakening bell hung by the Zen staff in his hand was automatic without wind, and it rang non-stop. Bai Yun looked up at the tall locust tree, the tree hung with snow-white locust flowers, and when the morning breeze blew, it followed the fragrance of locust flowers one after another.

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