Chapter VI
Zhao Kun calculated for a while: The Taoist incarnation passed the cheap fortune-telling method, half by flickering and half by spells, and finally touched the lives of the people around Rongning Erfu, and even guessed with a score of about five or six points of accuracy. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info to the back is even more complete, filled with a handful of immortals, and at the same time used some people's judgments to bury the pit of knocking on the mountain and the tiger, and dug another big pit.
As for the incarnation of a high monk, he forcibly met a prince who believed in Buddhism who went out on patrol in a micro-suit, and dug a serial pit.
So, for the sake of fairness β and the late stage of OCD can't afford to hurt β it's time for the living Buddha incarnation to make a grand appearance.
However, the living Buddha is not the same as the monk's way. After coming out once, he didn't plan to go out for a long time, and Daoist Zhao of Longkong Mountain naturally didn't need any identity identification. Master Wutai Mountain, who didn't plan to show up too much, also got a degree for backup. But the living Buddha thing is not quite the same, although there are many guys who are respected as living Buddhas or self-proclaimed living Buddhas by the common people and ZZ believers in this era - of course, there are no comparisons with the millions of living Buddhas in Asia in later generations - but either there are teachers, or there are enough people to support them, so that they can become living Buddhas recognized by officials. At least, when you ascend to the throne in such and such a temple, you have to have an official title, right?
Therefore, the first goal of the Living Buddha is to become a genuine Living Buddha, that is, to mix up an official title.
There are actually many ways to mix an official title, but since it is a pawn of the path, it is natural to mix an official title in the way of a pawn/a king.
Speaking of which, in the cultivation world at that time, no matter the side door of the righteous path, although there were many escapes, they did not recognize the status of the Manchu Dynasty. For example, the five dwarves in eastern Sichuan, the kind of father who doesn't love his mother, doesn't love enlightenment, has no hope, and simply goes to the world to enjoy himself, is simply the big guy behind the anti-Qing forces.
In general, there are no more than two types of monks who assisted the Manchu Qing Dynasty, one is the Tantric Outer Dao Evil Buddha who wants to take advantage of the national power to spread the power of faith to the Central Plains and Han Dynasty, so that the living Buddha can help the Manchu Qing Dynasty in the first class; The other type is those left path demons who came down from the West Kunlun and the Great Snow Mountains on the plateau, taking advantage of the military disaster, to obtain the essence blood and soul from the slaughtered creatures, and practice countless fierce demon methods, trying to improve their mana.
Today, the Manchu world has become relatively stable, and the second type of monks has become extinct, replaced by waste snacks that covet a little bit of earthly wealth. The people Zhao Kun was worried about were mainly first-class monksβafter all, although at this time, although the end of the law era, there were still thirty years before the extinction of the ten thousand laws!
Those who claim to be Tantra are on the verge of the base camp of the West Kunlun Demon Dao, and their deeds are quite suspicious, and those Dharma weapons in Tibetan Buddhism are really similar to the Demon Dao Dharma Weapons, and the essence and blood are really similar. In a slave society like serfdom, lamas, aristocrats and the like killed slaves, and the living Buddhas were filled with a large number of human bone weapons.
Although these tantric monks were nominally divided into various sects, they were vaguely in their own right, and they were relied on by the Jiannu. Although there are only four people in the Esoteric Living Buddha (seng) canonized by the Manchu Qing Dynasty on the surface, Zhao Kun knows that they have a deep foundation, and if one of them is not good enough to lead out those old demons who are still in the world but cannot escape the world, it will be troublesome.
Therefore, after thinking about it and considering the temptation, Zhao Kun felt that it was better to show off his magical powers than to act trickily. Just like the Dream Relic Master is to the fourth, the Tantric Living Buddha can also save the "ancient and today, how can there be a prince for forty years"......
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Zhao Kun counted several times, found an auspicious day of the zodiac, and infiltrated Dongfu as a living Buddha.
On the side of Ning Guofu, it coincided with Jia Rong's wedding. On this day, he went out to run errands with breakfast, and Rong's grandmother Qin asked her to come out from her mother-in-law You's place, but she felt lazy and boring, so she only sat in the house and wanted to take a nap.
ββAt this time, the two have not been married for a long time, and their official love affair is hot...... When Jia Rong went out to do errands, Qin Keqing had a feeling of "suddenly seeing the willow color of the strange head, and teaching the husband to find the marquis".
On this side, the Tantric Living Buddha had already sacrificed a set of one hundred and eight human bone prayer beads, which turned into black smoke and sneaked in.
At this time, all the maids were outside, and Qin Keqing was waiting for a henchman named Ruizhu by his side, when he suddenly heard a clicking sound, and when Qin opened his eyes, the little maid on the side had already fallen back drunk, and collapsed on the chair. She didn't know why, but she felt a black shadow in her eyes, and a puff of black smoke floated in front of her.
Qin Shi looked at it fixedly, and suddenly saw that the black smoke was getting bigger and bigger, gradually filling half of the room. Qin Keqing immediately shouted, strange to say, obviously shouting loudly, she could see the little maids outside through the crack in the door, but let her scream in the house, the outhouse was still indifferent.
After a while, the black mist unexpectedly dispersed from the middle, revealing a monk with a face full of flesh, a big red robe, and countless white bones all over his body.
The man showed a rather terrifying smile, and said to the Qin family: "The poor monk is the Great Benevolence of the West Heaven and the Buddha who leads the world to expound the teachings of ordinary Wachi Lama Erdeni, there is an important matter to find your father, but Xian'an Palace is located in the palace forbidden, even if the mana is strong, but I don't want to give birth to that gratuitous right and wrong, so I am here to find you!" β
With that, with a wave of his robe, two human skulls flew out of it and hovered in the air.
Seeing this, the Qin clan almost fainted, and his body was about to go limp. The monk hurriedly caught up and hugged him.
Qin Keqing was so frightened that he couldn't speak, he only felt that he was groped up and down, and with those white bones, he seemed to be in a nightmare. The monk sniffed on her face, and then said, "Yes, everyone in Beijing says that Jia Zhen's daughter-in-law is a fairy, and it is true." With your appearance, the poor monk has performed a secret method but he has not lost anything! β
In a daze, Qin Keqing was already held to the point, and she was frightened, and suddenly became shy, and tried to say: "You, a monk, dare to flirt with a woman from a good family in broad daylight!" β
The monk didn't answer at this time, but just moved his hands, but he made her numb, and a very intoxicating manly aura came to her, and she really didn't want to resist...... But you can't just mess with people, right? Qin Keqing was shocked, struggled wildly, and scolded loudly: "After my Jia family is the prince of the country, Master Zhen is the hereditary general of the three grades of Weilie, and my husband is also a prisoner of the Huangmen, you are bullying the weak today, and you are not afraid that he will ask the officials to take it one day!" β
"Hehe, Madam has also seen the poor monk's methods, don't say Jia Zhen, is your grandfather, that is, the short and old Mazi Emperor today, what can I do!
As soon as Ke Qing heard that this monk even said this rebellious words, he knew that he couldn't scare him, but somehow, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't alarm the outside world, and the six gods had no master, so they had to struggle blindly.
Zhao Kun naturally had a way to make Qin Keqing unable to move at all, but he silently counted in his heart, and at the same time made preparations to run away at any time. Therefore, he just blindly teased and teased, let her struggle, and make a cat-and-mouse posture.
But how long can this powerless struggle last? After a while, Qin Keqing was already sore and sweaty, but there was no result.
Zhao Kun was not in a hurry, but whenever she struggled and couldn't move, she reached out and removed one of the other party's clothes, forcing her to continue fighting. After grinding two sticks of incense like this, Zhao Kunfang's face turned straight, "There is still no reaction at this time, it seems that the protection of the twelve hairpins is not as strict as I thought, in this case, the poor monk will perform the secret method of joyful meditation and go to bliss with his wife!" β
At this time, the latter had already untied his skirt, his clothes were half-faded, and only a small coat was still there, uncomfortable, panting, and sweaty. Zhao Kun immediately took out a blank scroll and placed it under Qin Keqing, then reached out and pulled it down, and soon even the IQ of the painting scroll was slippery and greasy.
Zhao Kun smiled, and a life-size white bone demon god appeared behind him, shocking Qin Keqing. However, at this point, it didn't matter that she lost her face. Since Zhao Kun has acted, no matter how Keqing refuses to fight and make trouble, it can't stop him from moving forward bravely.
For a moment or three, Qin Keqing's eyes were soft, and he was spasmodic and trembling, and finally "belch!" With a coquettish cry, the hairs all over his body stood on end, but Zhao Kun smiled proudly: "It's done!" β
When he looked up again, the white bone demon god had turned into a woman who was three points similar to Qin Keqing, Zhao Kun stretched out his hand and wiped the liquid of the mystery upward, and when he landed, he was five or six points alike.
"There is a white bone concept in the sect of Buddhism, which is one of the five major Zen methods, but the secret method in my door can also be reversed against the white bones for the stunning red face, and the system city where the first-class soldier king divine doctor is located, all over this reverse white bone view, can make everyone a beauty, even if the sweeping aunt, is no exception, in order to achieve the great cause of the soldier king divine doctor......"
After sighing, he smiled again: "The scenery here is pleasant, I should have lost my soul with you for another time, and I won't wait for me." After speaking, he had already bitten Qin Keqing's neck, and it was bleeding. At the same time, the demon god behind him who turned into a red face immediately rolled him into a red light and flew out.
This demon god took Zhao Kun all the way to the Forbidden City, because he had a blood connection and was based on the secret method, he didn't even alarm any forbidden laws and personnel, and came to a closed palace.
The palace room is quite magnificent, but there are a large number of guards standing outside, but unfortunately there are no rules. Some are laughing together, some are humming songs by themselves, and some are pinching their voices and pretending to be women singing Kunqu opera! The demon god didn't pay attention to it, and went straight over the palace wall, going inside, and sure enough, he saw a person in the palace, describing him as withered and with a dull face.
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"Poor monk Gelejiba, I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince."
When he arrived indoors, Zhao Kun no longer concealed his figure, and showed his form in front of him, but it was still the image of the demon monk that Qin Keqing had seen before. "I don't know His Royal Highness the Prince, do you still have a big heart?"
"Who are you, who are you?" The waste prince was shocked, and his voice was very hoarse.
"The poor monk was originally practicing in West Kunlun, because he had an old relationship with your mother since he was a child, and the day before yesterday he suddenly heard that His Royal Highness the Prince had been abolished twice, and he was imprisoned, and he couldn't bear the suffering of the son of the deceased, so he came down the mountain to find you."
"What?" Yinren didn't believe this statement at all. Zhao Kun didn't care whether he believed it or not, he slapped the back of his head, and a puff of black smoke rose, and a hideous and terrifying statue of white bone floated in the smoke.
Such a scene suddenly frightened Yinren to tremble, and looked at Zhao Kun's eyes with great fear. Although this waste prince is also a san-minded, vicious and vicious person, such a scene still has full intimidating power against him.
"This golem is practiced with the bones of your mother's corpse, and today the poor monk will give it to you to complete the cause and effect." As he spoke, the White Bone Demon God shook, and he turned into the appearance that was five or six points similar to Qin Keqing. However, in Yinren's view, this image is very similar to the portrait of his mother.
Before he could come back to his senses, Zhao Kun smiled coldly again: "How you use it is your own business." The poor monk took his leave. With that, he turned around and was about to leave.
But Yinren is not an idle person after all, he has received a full prince education in the past few decades, and he felt that this was his only chance at the moment, and after calming down, he hurriedly shouted: "Master Gelejiba, please stay!" β
He gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Yinren knows that the master is a capable master, and he doesn't dare to trouble a lot, but Yinren is in danger now, and I hope the master will save me!" β
After saying that, he kowtowed on the bluestone slab, knocked and slammed, and after a few strokes, he bled out, showing a hideous color. Zhao Kun saw that there was a ruthlessness in him, and also, if he didn't have this ruthlessness, he would have been brought down by his own brother a long time ago! And for him, the more vicious and vicious, the more decisive and resolute, the easier this chess piece will be!
"This idol is made from the bones of your mother, and it is very effective, and you are born into the royal family, and after sacrificing this idol with your own blood, you can use it for your own use. When this idol kills in the form of bones, it can perform blood sacrifices, and it can manipulate the corpse of the bloodstained person. If the enemy comes, all you have to do is chant a spell to manipulate these corpses to fight, and they can devour the living. As the Demon God grows stronger, there are endless other wonderful uses. β
"It's just that you don't have mana, if you want to make this demon god stronger, you need to sacrifice a blood relative every three years, the closer the bloodline, the better, torture and die, or sacrifice the blood of your unborn child."
When Yinren heard this, his face involuntarily became hideous and terrifying, and after a while, he asked in a trembling voice: "May I ask the master, is there any other way?" β
"Yes!" Zhao Kun said indifferently: "This is just a use of the god statue, except for a trouble-free, there is no other advantage." There is also a red face pattern of the statue of the imperial envoy. It's just that the idol itself is a white bone, which can only confuse people, and if you want to have sex with people, you have to attach yourself to the host or the corpse of ** Zong. It can suck flesh and blood in copulation, and bring it to the time when the flesh and blood are restored to the old view, as long as the man sees it, he will be fascinated by it and be dominated by you. β