Dark Sutra!

This is the real Dark Sutra!

It is often said that the blind man who learns the Dark Sutra can deduce the perpetual calendar backwards and backwards, and can calculate the Ganzhi Jiazi, but the real Dark Sutra actually comes from the place where there is never light.

The Blood Shadow Monk has been to the Dark Realm!

Although there is no sunlight in Hades, there is also a light of the underworld, and there will be a little light. The Dark Realm, on the other hand, is a place where there is no light at all.

Everything in the world is corresponding, there is day and night, there is yin and yang, and there is the dark world in the bright world now.

In the light world, there are various religions, and all kinds of scriptures have powerful energy, but in the dark world, there is only one law, and only one scripture is the dark scripture.

It is rumored that the energy of the dark world is more powerful than the energy of the light world, but it is forbidden and cursed, and the two worlds are not connected to each other.

It's just that many, many years ago, someone went to that place, learned the scriptures unique to the dark world, and returned to the light world to set off a storm and waves, and almost destroyed the world at that time.

But the man then vanished into thin air.

Since then, the Dark Sutra has been a mystery, and many cultivators have spent their lives pursuing this mysterious realm and obtaining this powerful energy.

But no one succeeded, and slowly even the legend of the Dark Sutra was about to disappear, but I didn't expect to see it here.

Unconsciously, Zifei and I held each other's hands again.

However, the Blood Shadow Monk obviously didn't learn well enough, or didn't get the entire Dark Sutra at all.

Although there was a black fog blocking the moonlight, it was not completely covered. And the Dark Book is said to be the most powerful when there is no light. Apparently this is not the time yet.

At most, it was a tie with the compassionate power of the monk master.

The car curtain on the opposite side was also lowered, and the tenth-order head descending master didn't know if he was still looking at it, and the light was too weak and too far away to see clearly.

"This Dark Sutra is nothing more than that," Zi Fei said disdainfully.

"What a lie, your hands are sweaty", strange, how could I say that, as if the words came out without going through my brain.

Zifei glanced down at the hands we were holding together, and suddenly shook them off, and hated me.

"Don't worry", Uncle Liu stared at the field without blinking and said, "This dark scripture is not so simple."

Sure enough, the picture in the field changed again, and after only seeing the painful expression of the Blood Shadow Monk once, he could no longer see it.

Because it was so dark on and around the top of the barrier that I couldn't see anything. I only saw that the rotating dark scripture slowly converged to the top of the blood shadow's head to form a symbol of the Ten Thousand Character Demon slowly rotating, and at the same time, the sound of the blood shadow's chanting became louder and louder.

"Ahh I hurriedly looked at my palm, it didn't hurt anymore, and there was nothing wrong, but it felt like the position of the big seal in my palm was burning just now.

"Master!" The little monk suddenly shouted nervously, and at the same time, a bright light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, and I hurriedly put my attention on the field.

The entire robe of the Master Monk suddenly burst into flames, and a raging fire surrounded the Master Monk.

What to do? I felt the urge to go out and save people.

But in the flames, the monk master was still as steady as Mount Tai, and it seemed that the fire did not burn him at all.

The robe burned out quickly, and hundreds of shimmering red ashes fluttered in the air around the master monk. The ashes continued to flutter upwards before I could see that they were hundreds of runes glowing red.

Hundreds of runes gathered above the head of the monk master, as if they were still burning, and slowly these runes also formed a symbol of a giant swirling Buddha.

In the darkness, I could only see the huge Buddha and the magic symbol of the swastika constantly spinning, as well as the shining Buddha beads in the hands of the master monk.

"This 10,000-character Buddha's rune is not an ordinary Sanskrit word," Zi Fei exclaimed.

"And what is this?" , I asked curiously.

"I don't know", Zifei replied dryly.

Uncle Liu's third uncle also praised, "This robe is not an ordinary robe."

"Is it blessed by a monk?" , I felt that it was wrong as soon as I asked, to say that the monk master himself is not a high monk.

Luckily, no one paid attention to me, and I was embarrassed to ask this question.

After the monk master sacrificed the 10,000-character Buddha composed of countless runes, the situation was reversed again.

The 10,000-character Buddha symbol is much larger than the 10,000-character demon symbol of the Blood Shadow Monk, and it slowly rotates above the monk's master's head.

The Great Compassion Mantra began to be more ethereal again, echoing in the valley, and the power of compassion grew louder and louder, and I couldn't help but cry again.

A golden light grew stronger and stronger, and the golden light came from the huge Buddha symbol on the top of the monk's head.

The golden light dispelled the darkness, and the monk master lowered his eyebrows and looked at his face with compassion.

The power of compassion was apparently brought to the extreme by the master monk, and everything around him was silent, and all the creatures were silent, all of them came to listen to this scripture from heaven.

The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra reverberated through the valley louder and louder. It was as if at the end of the void, there was an echo in the long river of immeasurable eons.

This echo brings an even greater energy, this energy is oppressive, as if it is born to suppress the Dark Sutra, and this energy is full of compassion, as if it can influence all things in the world. This voice made people's hearts tremble, and they unconsciously wanted to kowtow and bow down for this voice.

This is the voice of a bodhisattva!!

The monk's chanting was echoed by the Bodhisattva at the end of the void!!

Immeasurable mercy!

The little novice next to him was already kneeling on the ground with his hands folded, Zifei and I glanced at each other, and also looked at the void with our hands together and bowed down, and at the same time there were Uncle Liu's third uncle, as well as many people who came in together just now.

Brighter and brighter golden light, no, that's Buddha light. Under the light of the Buddha, I saw a pair of cyan eyes coming through behind the sedan curtain, and the eyes were full of resentment, as if they were full of resentment towards everything in the world. A powerful corpse qi rushed through the eyes with a cold chill to the point that there was no anger at all, no happiness at all.

Then the eye disappeared, and another pair appeared behind the sedan curtain.

There are two people in the sedan chair! Two equally resentful and corpse-filled eyes!

"Senior brother, this Master Xuanzang's robe was destroyed by you like this, do you still have the face to go to see Master?"

Where does this sound come from?

The Blood Shadow Monk's mouth is still chanting the Dark Sutra, so who said this voice?

"When the master died, he asked you to take care of all the junior disciples, the vast sect, did you do it?"

Who the hell said that, I kept looking left and right.

Zifei reminded me, "Don't look at it, that's what the Blood Shadow Monk said."

"What?" I haven't gotten it yet.

"Ventriloquism"

Oh, the Blood Shadow Monk kept chanting on his lips, and on the other side he used ventriloquist to distract the monk master.

"Master died in your arms, that taste is not good."

Sure enough, the Buddha's light just now slowly disappeared, and even the voice of the Great Compassion Mantra in response to the Bodhisattva in the air disappeared. The people who bowed down just now returned to normal, and they each meditated cross-legged to regain their minds as if they didn't believe it, or watched the battle seriously.

"In a fire, you are the only one who survived, don't you feel ashamed?"

The Blood Shadow Monk kept talking, the weaker the Buddha's light on the Master Monk's side, and the black mist above his head began to slowly occupy the sky again.

"You killed them"

"The youngest junior brother is only 8 years old."

"Burning my head is gone"

"You killed them"

The Blood Shadow Monk's serial language was full of ridicule, provocation, ridicule, and insult.

"Shut up,,,,, it's you", the monk master finally replied angrily.

He didn't know how to ventriloquish, and the sound of the Great Compassion Mantra immediately stopped, and the huge 10,000-character Buddha spinning above the head of the monk master also disappeared, and the Buddhist magic of the power of compassion also disappeared in an instant.

Obviously, that scene was the demon in the heart of the monk master, and he didn't resist the words of the blood shadow monk, it was because the monk master cared too much.

Zifei obviously felt the same way as me, and said softly, "The power of compassion is originally incomprehensible, and the only one who wants to break this power of compassion is the master monk himself, he has his hatred, messed up his state of mind, and he has been fooled."

As soon as Zi Fei finished speaking, the monk master in the field knocked out the Buddha beads that kept rotating and shining brightly, and also took off the string of Buddha beads hanging around his neck and made a handprint.

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