As the old saying goes: It is better to demolish ten temples than to destroy one family!

This time, Ji An's oolong is even more serious than the above, after all, it is a good day for the other party to welcome his wife. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Although it was the other party who made the first move, he did make a too vicious move, but the matter has already been done, and it is useless to dwell on it.

It's a big deal to kill again, with Ji An's force, he is not afraid of that "martial arts judge" Xie Hui at all.

As for the "Heavenly Sword" Song Que, if he came to seek revenge, he would just try the methods of the great grandmaster.

The cool breeze was blowing, the rain was getting lighter, the surrounding scenery was constantly changing, and Ji An spread his arms and flew like a wild goose.

"This Song Yuhua is a little interesting, haha......"

Reflecting on what had just happened, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Just when he was about to fly away, Song Yuhua actually held his arm and didn't let him go, who was allowed to leave if he had to leave his surname.

This result was not only unexpected by him, but even the children of the Song family, who were originally frightened, were full of black lines, and they called the eldest lady crazy in their hearts.

"It's a strange woman, although this trip was made by a misunderstanding, it can be regarded as changing her fate!"

Thinking of the fate of Song Yuhua after marrying Xie Wenlong in the original book, Ji Anwan smiled, his palms closed, and his mental power surged out, like a sharp arrow from the string across the sky.

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Blood flowed like a river, and corpses were everywhere.

Song Yuhua looked at the drizzling sky, was stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses, and turned around: "Uncle Zhi, Uncle Lu, what should I do now?" ”

Song Zhi glanced at Xie Wenlong's corpse, shook his head and sighed: "What else can I do, let's go to Duzun Fort first, this matter is too big, no matter what, I have to tell Xie Hui, I hope he won't be stupid and implicate others, otherwise even the eldest brother won't be able to save him." ”

While speaking, I couldn't help but think of the young man who looked like a demon, and I was suddenly frightened, and my heart was going to be chaotic in the martial arts in the future.

Hearing his misunderstanding, Song Yuhua said shyly: "No, I mean...... What should I do? Do you see people still wearing wedding dresses? ”

Song Lu stroked his white beard and interjected with a smile: "Hehe, that Yuhua niece, what do you think should be done?" ”

"I ......" Song Yuhua's beautiful eyes were blurred, delicate as a flower, obviously still thinking about someone.

"Haha...... What do you think, Uncle Lu knows, wait for the "rain to pass and the sky is clear" to send a letter to the eldest brother, let him get his idea, maybe he can help you get your wish, go! Go to Chengdu to see the big drama ......"

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Daishiji Temple.

Searching for the induction in the dark, Ji An landed from the sky and stood on the stone steps of this temple.

Raise your eyes and look into the distance, only to see the ancient cypress towering to the sky, the bamboo tree onion cage, the red wall surrounds the inner stupa volley, the temple tower is majestic and tall.

"Funny ......"

Ji An smiled at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that since I got the mark of the Buddha, my Buddha relationship has become deeper and deeper!" An ordinary temple can interrupt my trip, hey! Then let me go in and see what is so special about this temple. ”

A thought of this, he walked into the hand with his hand, starting from the mountain gate hall, followed by the Tianwang Palace, the Seven Buddha Palace, the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the Tibetan Scripture Building, etc., the hall is heavy, although it is not as beautiful as the Dali Tianlong Temple, but it is also magnificent and magnificent.

Next to the main hall in a group, a tall tower rises among thousands of bamboo trees, which is extraordinarily imposing.

The deeper and deeper he went, instead of seeing a difference, Ji An frowned.

This big stone temple has no traces of people, is it an empty temple?

You must know that all the famous temples and ancient temples have abbots' children and stewards, especially the Tang Dynasty, which is a plane where monks are rampant, not to mention, but after nearly a quarter of an hour, I didn't even see half a figure.

Very abnormal!

Ji An couldn't help but lift his mind and walked slowly.

"Huh? It's not that no one either! ”

When I walked into the huge 'Luohan Hall', I saw an old monk in gray robe on the back of the building, who was concentrating on cleaning the hall behind his back.

"Master!"

Ji An took a look and found that this monk's spirit was not good, and the dantian was full of true qi, so he couldn't help but bow his hand.

"Since the donor is destined to come, he will play and watch by himself!"

The old monk's back straightened suddenly, and he immediately became majestic and straight, and there was no longer the slightest trace of the old state of the dragon bell, but he did not turn around, not angry, and said slowly.

"Thank you, Master!"

Although Ji An was puzzled by the old monk's behavior, he didn't think much about it, and watched it intently.

The statues in the Luohan Hall are like a forest, covering the entire hall.

It is roughly divided into two groups, the center is dozens of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, with the thousand-armed Guanyin in the center of the temple is the most eye-catching, not only the treasure is solemn, and because the shape of each hand and the Dharma instrument held are not the same, people give birth to the feeling of vast supernatural power and boundless mana.

The five hundred Arhats are arranged on all sides, facing the statue in the center, forming a vertical and horizontal lane.

Ji An seems to be in another world of gods and Buddhas that is different from reality, the statue next to him is in the sunlight that penetrates, the shape is delicate and exquisite, the color is gorgeous, whether it is standing and leaning, sitting and lying, all have different postures, as if they are real people, their expressions are vivid, and they are suspicious and real.

When he came to the Thousand-Armed Guanyin Throne, surrounded by rows of Arhat Buddha statues, it was as if he was trapped in a maze under the statues, and the feeling was really indescribable in words.

At this moment, the "swastika" mark on the arm of the soul in his sea of consciousness emitted immeasurable Buddha light in vain, illuminating the entire dark and boundless sea of consciousness.

Ji An was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, waved his hand to summon a futon, pinched the Buddha seal in his hand, and sat down, looking at the Buddha statues around.

Suddenly, his constricted Buddha nature naturally emanated, and his body seemed to be steaming with a peaceful Buddha light.

"It's... It's..."

The old monk, who was cleaning and tidying up the hall, felt the Buddha nature in him in vain, and hurriedly turned around and stared at him with horror on his face.

Ji An completely ignored the old monk's words, and he was immersed in the form of handprints on the many Buddha statues in the hall.

Influenced by the Buddha's "swastika" character seal in the sea, at this moment, an endless variety of handprints floated in his eyes, and he couldn't help but follow the handprints and practiced.

The mudras are complex and fantastical, and with the continuous transformation, they are gradually summarized into nine kinds of mudras.

These nine kinds of mudras are all too familiar to Ji An, who has understood countless Buddhist classics.

They are: the Immovable Root Seal, the Donkey Kong Wheel Seal, the Outer Lion Seal, the Inner Lion Seal, the Outer Binding Seal, the Inner Binding Seal, the Wisdom Fist Seal, the Sun Wheel Seal and the Aquarius Seal.

It can also be the Taoist often said that the proximity, the soldier, the fight, the person, the all, the array, the column, the front, and the line.

"Hey! Buddhism is so funny, it actually took all the entries in the inner volume of the Taoist treasure book "Hug Puzi" written by Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty......"

Ji Anbao looked solemn, with compassion on his face, suddenly raised his hands above his head, clasped like flower buds, his ring finger was obliquely raised, his fingers were fit, and he shouted "Pro".

In an instant, the feeling he gave to the old monk next to him turned into a towering mountain, and no matter the wind or rain, he could not shake him in the slightest.

"It's... This is the nine-character mantra mudra – the immovable root print!! ”

The old monk was shocked and looked at Ji An with an incredulous gaze, because he would also make this mudra.

For more than 100 years, he has traveled to 5,652 famous temples and ancient temples at home and abroad, comprehended Buddhist scriptures, and finally summarized all the seals in the "nine-character mantra mudra", but he did not expect that this young man just looked at the Buddha statue for a moment, and then learned! Coupled with the Buddha nature that permeates this person, he really asks: Are you the Buddha in the world?

In fact, after Ji An fused the Buddha's imprint, as long as it is something related to the mysteries of Buddhism, he can be clear with a little understanding, and he is completely plugging in!

"Yes, today's harvest is not small, this "swastika" is really a good thing! In the future, even if you encounter demons and monsters, you can use this nine-character mantra handprint to subdue demons and subdue demons! Let's go to Chengdu for a visit. ”

Ji An stood up, arched his hand at the old monk, and left.

However, just as he reached the door, the old monk suddenly stopped him.

"Donor, wait!"

"Oh? I wonder what the master commanded? Ji An stopped and turned around......

At the same time, a group of more than 200 knights guarded a carriage and entered the city of Chengdu. (To be continued.) )