"Childe, what a beautiful bracelet!" Sledgehammer's head leaned over, looked at the multi-treasure string in Ye Changsheng's hand, and said in surprise.

Ye Changsheng smiled: "Sledgehammer, this is not a bracelet, but a magic weapon, a tantric magic weapon." ”

Ritual weapons?

Have such a beautiful magic weapon?

Ye Changsheng explained: "You see, these twelve beads are the six treasures of the Seven Treasures of Tantra, corresponding to the six-character mantra, and this one is the nine-eyed dzi of Tantra. ”

The six-character mantra, Om, Ma, Why, Horn, Mi, and Ng, corresponds to six colors, white, blue, gold, green, red, and black.

The six tantric treasures on the bracelet, white clams, blue amber, purple gold, green agate, red jade, black pearl.

Turning a circle of beads is equivalent to blessing the six-character mantra twice.

Sledgehammer suddenly realized, he didn't expect that this colorful beads would be so exquisite.

The sledgehammer pointed at the nine-eyed dzi and asked, "Childe, why is there another one?"

Ye Changsheng said patiently: "The six-character mantra recited by the disciples of Buddhism is inherited from their own teachers, with different pronunciations and rhythms, and an extra nine-eyed dzi is to adjust the rhythm of chanting. And this is a tee bead, with an extra small hole, which can be connected and hung from other objects. ”

After speaking, Ye Changsheng handed the multi-treasure beads to the sledgehammer: "Sledgehammer, you wear it, the materials of the multi-treasure beads are all natural treasures, and they have been blessed by the monks of Cifu Temple, which is a good magic weapon." ”

Sledgehammer waved his hand in a panic: "Childe, it's too valuable, and this is a gift from Master Xuanguang, how can I accept it?"

Ye Changsheng shoved the bracelet into the sledgehammer and said with a smile: "Take it, you can use it." If the magic weapon plays a role in your hands, it can be regarded as a merit of Master Xuanguang, and the master will not mind. ”

Changsheng already has a worry-free prayer bead, plus the Dharma he blessed, inherited from the line of Master Urra, if you wear the tantric magic weapon again, it is somewhat complicated.

Miscellaneous but not refined, it is a big taboo, and it is not good for his cultivation.

Sledgehammer sighed, saluted to Childe happily, and then put on the Duobao Bead beautifully.

The magic weapon is indeed a magic weapon, and the moment the sledgehammer is worn, the light of the bracelet suddenly becomes restrained and deep, and the color becomes much thicker.

And Sledgehammer himself was also shrouded in a peaceful atmosphere, and his simple face revealed a bit of detachment.

Bracelets and people, temperament quickly fit.

The sledgehammer sensed this inexplicable change, and was amazed, but he didn't know that the magic of this bracelet was far more than that.

Ye Changsheng looked at the changes in the sledgehammer, nodded secretly, and said with a smile: "The six-character mantra of the Fayan Sect is just and calm, and it is suitable for you." When I get back, I'll let Master Daoyun guide you. ”

This string of tantric multi-treasure beads requires at least 7749 days of six-character mantra blessings to fit oneself, which is equivalent to recognizing the Lord.

At that time, Sledgehammer will naturally know the magic of this magic weapon.

The carriage left Cifu Temple, made a half-circle outside the city, and finally stopped at the foot of Zixia Mountain.

Zixia Mountain in August, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Behind the mountains, a lone peak stands tall, and the waterfall that falls halfway up the mountain is like a silver line, shining in the sun.

The master and servant got out of the carriage and looked at the bright mountain light, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

Compared with the Cangshan Mountain of Cifu Temple, Zixia Mountain is a little less thick, a little more delicate, and the layering of the mountain is also better.

Unlike the majestic atmosphere of Cifu Temple, Zixia Palace is hidden deep in the mountains, at least standing at the foot of the mountain, there is no building at all.

Ye Changsheng was not in a hurry, and simply walked along the path up the mountain to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way.

On the flat ground of the mountainside, an octagonal pavilion is built against the mountain, and many visitors sit in the pavilion and look at it by the railing.

On the lawn outside the pavilion, there are mountain guests sitting on the ground, putting the food brought up the mountain in front of them, talking and laughing while eating.

Although the sun is scorching, the light is reduced a lot by the cool mountain scenery, and the cool breeze blowing from the forest is indescribably pleasant.

Sledgehammer is indescribably happy, indescribably relaxed, looking at those resting tourists, there is also a happy smile on his face.

In the past two days, he has visited the Refiner Guild and the Cifu Temple with his son, and although the courtesy he received was very grand, it always made him feel depressed and uncomfortable.

But on this Zixia Mountain, the mood of the sledgehammer has changed, as if playing in the mountains and rivers, and the restraint and restraint do not exist.

"Childe, let's go sit down too. Sledgehammer pointed to a row of benches vacated in the pavilion and said excitedly.

Ye Changsheng smiled and shook his head, looking at the two Tsing Yi Taoist priests walking down the mountain road in front of him.

The two Taoist priests were not very old, holding their Taoist buns high, with Taoist swords hanging from their waists, and their walking posture was straight and elegant, and they came to the mountainside in a blink of an eye.

Among the resting pedestrians were believers, and when they saw these two Taoist priests, they all bowed and saluted, and the two Taoist priests also smiled in return.

The two walked all the way to Ye Changsheng, and at the same time clasped their fists and saluted: "Ye Gongzi, on the orders of the teacher, I am here to greet the two of you." ”

Ye Changsheng returned the salute and looked at the posture of the two of them clenching their fists with some surprise.

The Taoist priest on the left, the etiquette is very casual, that is, he naturally clenches his fists.

The Taoist priest on the right side has a very formal etiquette, with the four fingers of his left hand holding the four fingers of his right hand, the thumb of his left hand against the palm of his right hand, and the thumb of his right hand is naturally placed under his left hand.

In this way, the gesture of holding the fist turned into a Taiji diagram, holding Yuan Shouyi.

The different ways of saluting the two meant that their attitudes towards Ye Changsheng were also different, so Ye Changsheng was surprised.

But he didn't care, and said politely: "There are two Taoist chiefs." ”

At this moment, the young Taoist priest on the left, under his handsome eyebrows, his starry eyes showed a hint of hostility, and he looked at Ye Changsheng and said proudly: "I heard that Ye Gongzi once got the guidance of a real person, in Xiayun Zhongzi, can you ask for a lesson or two?"

Yun Zhongzi's senior brother, Yun Youzi glanced at his junior brother in surprise, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, don't be rude, Ye Gongzi is a distinguished guest!"

Yun Zhongzi sneered and sneered: "It's just a swordsmith in the countryside, relying on the family of Sister Ling'er, you will become a distinguished guest?"

Yun Zhongzi looked at Ye Changsheng triumphantly, originally he thought that his words would anger Ye Changsheng, but he didn't expect that Ye Changsheng looked calm and was not moved at all.

Not only was Ye Changsheng unmoved, but the sturdy entourage behind Ye Changsheng only had a gloomy face, but he didn't show the slightest anger.

This time, Yun Zhongzi was a little angry, his provocation was like a punch on a pile of cotton, and his heart was full of a sense of frustration.

He looked at Ye Changsheng's eyes, the hostility was even worse, and his big hand was also held on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Ye Changsheng glanced at the Taoist priest's hand holding the sword, then looked at the young Taoist priest calmly, and said lightly: "Meeting is fate, since this Taoist brother wants to ask for a lesson or two, then come on." ”

(End of chapter)