Originally, news like "Lingguan Cliff's founding patriarch and biggest backer, the land true immortal king Jiu went crazy and died", for his disciples, it was absolutely shocking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Even Zhang Fengchao, who can only be regarded as a disciple of the side branch, is angry and angry, but as a real heir, Zhang Ziru's performance as a little girl is extremely calm.

The whirlpool in her eyes turned again and again, and the little girl lightly paused the branch in her hand and smiled at Ren Song: "Cousin, I really can't see anything now!" Could it be that as the Venerable One said, we are still in a dream? ”

"Good, good! What the female donor said is not bad, but I don't know who the owner of this dream is? The old monk on the side hurriedly answered when he heard this, but he was surprised by the calmness shown by this girl in his heart, the master has changed dramatically, but he can still be so rational, could it be that there is another talent in Lingguan Cliff?

Thinking of this, the old monk looked at Zhang Ziru carefully. Short and thin, the aura is thin, except for the black vortex that slowly turns in those eyes, there is nothing special at all, let alone many Taoism. He was slightly surprised, how could such a small child ...... As soon as he thought of the word "child", he slammed it, looked at the little girl's bland expression, and finally understood that he was thinking about it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring out a wry smile.

Today's world is not what it used to be, flesh and blood affection is still thin and alienated, not to mention the kindness of the teacher, although this girl is the descendant of Lingguan Cliff, but it is a young man who grew up under the influence of modern society, and the concept of the teacher is very vague, not to mention the reverence for the founder of the mountain. Listening to what she said just now, in addition to disturbing Ren Song to grab the territory, she was thinking about how to leave, and she rarely mentioned the safety of her own grandfather Zhang Sanque.

"Alas! …… Amitabha! Thinking of this, the old monk sighed and recited a sentence of Buddha, but he turned his mind and remembered the disciple Zhao Jinxiu beside him, but he was afraid that he was better than the little girl in front of him, and he originally wanted to advise Zhang Ziru for a few words.

"Master, you don't have to sigh!" Ren Song, who was on the side, saw that he was suddenly depressed, and hurriedly spoke: "Even if you can't find the dream master, it's nothing, you only need to recite that Vajra Arhat Puxian Manjushri Manjushri Mantra twice, and you will definitely be able to shatter this dream!" I just read it several times before I got out! ”

"Huh? It's the Vajrasattva Dharma Body Mantra, right? Hearing this cowardly words, the old monk was stunned at first, but then he understood, and asked with a smile: "Master Ren, where did you hear the name?" ”

"Yikes!" Hearing the old monk's question, Ren Song's face was embarrassed, and in his mind, there was a distracted and gloating laughter, needless to say, he was tricked by this bastard again......

"Hehehe, that ...... Maybe I misheard, but Master, let's cast the spell quickly! If you add me, the two-wave Vajra Iron Hammer spell should be enough for this dream! The cowardly laughed a few times and hurriedly diverted the subject.

"Sin, sin, the donor is wrong again, it's not the hammer, it's the sa, it's just ...... This mantra is extraordinary, if you can't cast it without more than ten years of hard work, how do you learn it? ”

"Ah...... I don't know! But master, I really know how to use it! Seeing the old monk asking, his face was full of disbelief, and the coward hurriedly said: "I heard you read it twice last time, and I learned it......"

He didn't realize that Venerable Ming had known his body and secrets for a long time, and he didn't want to shake out the thoughts of good and evil in his heart. I also heard that the distracted man had heard this mantra from the old monk, so he said perfunctorily.

Who knew that the old monk still didn't believe his words, and at the moment he put his hands together and shouted: "Bah! Female donor, everything you see now is just a dream bubble, don't wake up at this time, and wait for when, sigh and regret. Hello kiss! As soon as his voice fell, he saw the golden light flashing in the courtyard and the white lotus flying, and everyone on the field felt refreshed, and the haze and fatigue in their hearts were reduced a lot.

"Idiot! I don't know where you came from in whose dreams you came from! Yourself, can you use your brain? As soon as the coward finished reciting the mantra, he heard the distraction in his mind and scolded: "The first few sentences are all, and the last two sentences in Sanskrit are the real mantras!" ”

"Good, good! ......"Seeing the golden light and white lotus in the courtyard, the old monk suddenly realized that most Buddhist disciples are difficult to cultivate this Vajrasattva Puxian Dharma Body Mantra, and the most important reason is not that the Tao is not enough, but the merit is insufficient.

For Ren Song's good thoughts themselves, there is nothing else, but this merit and wish power is how much or how much, the eight million nine ghost ants in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave are simply a heaven-sent merit extraction machine! Although the real power of the mantra is less than one-tenth of that due to the lack of guidance from the guru, the golden light of merit on the body merges with the mantra on its own, turning into white lotus, and the power is no worse than the real mantra!

"Amitabha, it's a pity that the donor has great merits, but he has never entered my Buddhist ......" Seeing that Ren Song actually cast a mantra only with his own merits, the old monk looked envious, but then said with a straight face: "If the mantra is not guided by the master, you must not use it indiscriminately, otherwise there will be a miracle!" He originally planned to persuade this coward to worship the Buddha, but seeing that he had no intention of doing so, he warned again.

"Extraordinary times, very treated, master! Brother Ren Song was not in the mood to be a monk, if he wasn't trapped in a dream like this, he wouldn't have used it at all! So you don't have to be nervous! Now in order to be able to get out of here, it's okay to cooperate! Sun Qiuhong, who was beside Ren Song, suddenly interjected nervously, and didn't know what she was worried about, whether she was afraid that Brother Ren Song would become a monk, or that she would be trapped here and not be able to get out......

"Good, good, this is not going to work!"

"Oh, yes, yes, Buddha Pudu sentient beings, it will definitely not be strange!" Seeing that the old monk was so stubborn, Ren Song on the side couldn't help but interject.

"Alright! Cousin, don't make a noise...... I thought about whose dream it was! Zhang Ziru, who was silent for a while, suddenly interjected: "It must be the guy from the Qinglong Monster, at the beginning, the Laurel Immortal was hiding in its dream!" ”

"I see, it's wonderful, but why don't you see that green dragon monster come out?" Hearing this, the old monk's last doubt was completely solved. He asked with a smile......

(To be continued.) )