Blood dripped down Huijue's palm.

His blood was not bright red, but pale red, a faint red with a hint of gold mixed in.

The great virtues of Buddhism who have achieved success in cultivation can cultivate into a golden body and positive fruits.

At that time, all the blood will turn into gold, and even after the Zen master of the Heart Sect who does not cultivate the physical body has cultivated to a high level, he will have all kinds of physical visions.

Visions are not supernatural powers.

A vision is a strange phenomenon in the physical body that is different from ordinary people because it is influenced by the Dharma of inner practice.

Most of them are not of any particular use per se.

Such as blood gold, body sheng Sanskrit incense and so on.

But in fact, the blood is still the blood of itself, and the real difference lies in the change in the inner realm.

The practice of the Heart Sect is roughly divided into four realms: determination, vow, diligence, and liberation.

Huijue's master, the Guangfa monk, until the time of his death, only practiced to the realm of vows.

And Huijue is now only the realm of aspiration.

There are three stages of aspiration.

Ask, repair, give.

Seeking truth and tranquility, seeking Buddha with a pious heart, and practicing the initial state of Buddhism.

The practice of the Heart Sect is the most important thing to pay attention to the wisdom of the heart.

Therefore, at the beginning of cultivation, a cultivator must first aspire to cultivate and sincerely seek the Buddha before he can enter the true Buddhahood.

After that, it's repair.

After entering the Buddha's door, it is the practice of the Dharma.

Huijue is at this stage of cultivation.

There are no shortcuts or even specific Dharma practices in the practice of the Heart Sect.

There is no real experience and path to follow.

Some are just the meditation of the mind that is different from each other.

Therefore, the cultivation of the Heart Sect is the most difficult.

But once the cultivation is successful, the monks of the Heart Sect are also the most powerful and admired.

Because the practice of the monks of the Heart Sect is the most authentic and closest to the real Buddha.

It's just a pity that many monks in the Heart Sect often spend their lives and can't even enter the realm of the original seeking.

All day long can only be a monk for one day, hit the bell for a day, chant scriptures, and achieve nothing.

Huijue led the way with his own blood, and used his chanting to move the Zen sound, so that the snow demon could not get close.

In this way, he took Wang Laohan along the mountain road and slowly descended the mountain.

Gradually, the blood was lost a little too much, and Hui Jue only felt that his palm had almost lost sensation, and the arm of his left hand looked a little pale.

But he still gritted his teeth and persevered!

Behind the two people, the icy wind and snow were still howling.

Hui Jue could see clearly, the snow demon in the distance was still unwilling to give up, and actually followed them all the way!

"This evil obstacle!"

Although Buddhism practice, it pays attention to making people's minds calm and peaceful at all times, without anger or anger.

But in this case, this snow demon is so ignorant and bent on harming people's lives, which also makes Huijue feel a trace of anger in his heart.

It's just that even if this snow demon follows them, there is no way to deal with them.

Although she used witchcraft and lost the mountain road, Huijue pointed the way with blood, which was equivalent to breaking her witchcraft.

From time to time she wanted to get close and stir up a violent snowstorm.

But as soon as she got closer, the sound of Sanskrit Zen immediately made her feel miserable, and she had to retreat.

Finally, in the stalemate, I don't know how long I walked, Huijue finally saw the boundary monument at the foot of the mountain.

A black old stele stands crookedly in the wind and snow, the stele is buried by the heavy snow, but you can still see the word on the upper half of the stele!

"Finally down the mountain! Bodhisattva bless! Bodhisattva bless!"

Wang Laohan behind Huijue said in a trembling voice,

"My daughter is saved!"

Hui Jue also showed a slightly relaxed look on his face.

After going down the mountain, less than half a mile is Wangjia Village, and when you arrive at the village, there are people and incense, and the snow demon is not to blame.

But at this moment, the snow demon who followed Huijue along the way seemed to be in a hurry!

She let out a loud roar, and in the midst of the terrible ghost howl, she actually forcibly drove the violent snowstorm to pounce.

All of a sudden, the terrible wind and snow swept in, and the icy and biting wind turned into a grimace and roared!

"Woooooooooo

In the terrible ghost cry, Hui Jue and the two of them were directly engulfed by the violent blizzard!

For a while, the surrounding ice and snow were howling, the cold wind was biting, and the sky was spinning.

The violent storm and snow rolled upside down, threatening to kill Huijue and Wang Laohan.

However, Hui Jue suddenly shouted,

"Duh!"

He pinched a handprint, and from his body, the golden Buddha light flashed, and a hazy solemn Buddha figure flashed away, and the dazzling Buddha light directly pierced the wind and snow!

"Ahh

Inside the screams of terrible pain, the surrounding storm and snow suddenly stopped!

Not only that, but a miserable white figure retreated violently, like a flash of light, and suddenly wanted to escape.

But Huijue tore off a corner of his monk's robe, dipped his right index finger in blood, wrote a Buddha character, and then threw out the corner of the monk's robe with a shout.

The moment this corner of the monk's robe was thrown out, it suddenly turned into a golden light and flew out, and the golden light hit the figure of the snow demon fiercely, and the figure of the snow demon was shattered on the spot!

"Got it!"

Huijue's heart was overjoyed.

This snow demon also doesn't know what to do.

If she gave up early, in such a violent storm and snowy weather, Huijue would not be able to do anything about her.

But she followed all the way, using witchcraft in a vain attempt to confuse Huijue and them.

In doing so, her own soul power naturally consumed a lot.

Moreover, along the way, the snow demon was invisibly affected by the curse of the past life, and his own sinful karma and Taoism were constantly washed away, and his cultivation had already been greatly damaged.

At this time, if she is interested in leaving, Huijue can't care about settling accounts with her.

Who knows, she doesn't know what to do, and she wants to come up and harm others.

Then taking advantage of this opportunity, Hui Jue naturally took action to break her Dharma Body and Dao Xing, and captured her true spirit.

After the golden light hit the snow demon, it turned into a corner of cloth again and fell quietly to the ground.

Huijue hurriedly ran over, and in the snow, the corner of the monk's robe was really lying quietly on the snow, and there was a pale golden Buddha character on the corner of the clothes.

The golden light of the Buddha character flickered slightly, and it could be faintly seen, and under the Buddha character, among the pieces of cloth, a white figure was suppressed.

This is the true spirit of the Snow Demon.

was suppressed by Hui Jue, this white figure still looked violent, she looked at Hui Jue fiercely, screaming, constantly impacting, trying to break the ban of this Buddha character and escape.

It's a pity she can't do it at all.

Seeing her violent and hideous, like a beast, Huijue frowned slightly, and sighed softly,

"Good!

This snow demon has deep karma, and most of her sinful karma has lost her mind.

Of course, it is also possible that her spiritual sense can still know what she does, but to this extent, she herself has no control over herself at all.

All she had left was her beast-like instincts.

But that's what hurts the most.

"If you know that you are in the path of hungry ghosts, but you can't extricate yourself, how miserable should this be?"

Huijue said softly.

Looking at the corner of the clothes in his hand, finally Huijue sat down cross-legged, put it in front of him, then closed his eyes and muttered the Vajra scriptures,

"Namor Gavati, Balamitaya, Om Nadadi...... Ministry of Yuye, Ministry of Education Yasha Ha ......"

Hui Jue chanted over and over again, accompanied by a solemn recitation, a faint golden light sprinkled from his body and fell on the cloth in front of him.