Enchantments seem to be called forbidden in the mouth of mages, right?

In short, it is a means of protection driven by mana.

The old monk in front of me didn't shoot me there, but it was obvious that this place should be under the enchantment, so even if the window sash was not fastened, it could not be opened, unless there was a way to break the enchantment, and then I could enter the Scripture Pavilion.

He patted his forehead in annoyance and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Sure enough, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is an important place for Buddhism, which means that you are not allowed to enter, alas, it is really unattainable, the more mysterious it is, the more it means that there are good things in it, and it will definitely help me fight against evil, but unfortunately, I can't get in, what can I do in vain?"

Suddenly understood why Li Daochang did not propose to find a suitable tool in the Falong Temple.

It turned out that people had long known that many areas in the Falong Temple were not accessible to outsiders, and apparently Li Daochang judged that he himself could not enter, so he rushed to the moral spiritual view of Lincheng to ask for help.

The prohibition that no one like Daochang Li can break can break, and I am even more beyond the reach of mortals.

Shaking his head, he gave up his plan to open the window of the Scripture Pavilion and prepared to leave this place.

At this moment, the foot that had just been lifted stopped halfway.

Because there was an unusual sight in my eyes.

Or was it the window that wasn't fastened, but in my field of vision, it was glowing golden?

A golden light, to be exact!

It meandered like a swimming dragon, and fell on me in an instant, and after circling left and right for a few times, there was a buzzing sound, and the two window sashes actually opened inward?

The golden light was also hidden.

I kept my feet up and fixed there, and my heart was shocked.

"What do you mean?"

The chaos in my mind, followed by the old saying that I had thought of again and again, there was a great horror between life and death, and there was also a great opportunity!

"My big opportunity is coming?"

With wide eyes, I looked at the self-opening window sash in disbelief, and froze for several minutes before I came back to my senses.

"It seems that the dead lady of Yundao favored me once, and yes, two fierce nights in a row, I was scared to death, my luck has fallen to the bottom, it's time to bottom out."

Inexplicably, another old saying bounced up, Buddha is destined for people.

This Scripture Pavilion is heavily prohibited, and Daoist Li can't open it or enter it, but after I touch it, a golden light is triggered, and that thing seems to test my qualifications, so it will be automatically opened? It's really fateful to be counted like this.

"Is it really time to run?"

I landed with joy and wanted to enter through the window.

"Wait, that's not right!"

The figure suddenly stopped.

"If the golden light is to test the qualifications for entry, then after passing, it should be the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that is opened, how can there be a reason to open a window to show welcome?

No, no, can't enter! There could be a trap. ”

For a moment, he was horrified, and hurriedly retreated five meters away, watching the two pages of the window sash close again.

Again, there was a gap between the sashes.

"Who is the one who walks through the window and not the door? Thief! If I enter through the window, what will I wait for? Could it be a net? ”

I suddenly thought of what Daochang Li had said to me.

His words revealed a very important message, the existence of moral spirituality and other Taoist holy places that ordinary people regard as Taoist holy places is actually extremely ferocious, once they trample on the bottom line that they can tolerate, killing people is just a simple trick and a spell.

As a Falong Temple with the same reputation as the moral spiritual concept, I really think that the monks here all have good thoughts, and God knows which one is the bloodthirsty demon?

A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and this time, I was really scared.

"Go to the gate to try, walking the gate is the right choice, if there is really a big opportunity, the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is open for me, that is the right way!"

After some consideration, I made a decision.

Be an upright person and do the same thing, and I firmly believe that this choice is the right one.

Walking back to the gate, which could not be pushed at all, I carefully looked at the patterns on the door and found that they were all strange patterns.

Looking down at the Taoist talismans on the back of my hand, I realized: "Could it be that these are all Buddhist talismans?" It's completely different from Taoism, they belong to different systems, and these Buddhist talismans are the source of the ban, right? ”

Taking a deep breath, I tried to push the door again, but I still couldn't shake it, it was like a mountain, and I didn't want to push half a point even if I ran out of strength.

I tried to knock on the door and call ...... in a low voice, and after dozens of minutes of experimentation, the sun was in the middle of the sky, and the door was still silent and unresponsive.

"Look at this meaning, how can I be qualified to enter the Scripture Pavilion?"

Shaking his head self-deprecatingly, he was about to give up, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered a method that had not yet been tried.

After a deep groan, I bit my index finger in pain, blood leaking out, and I was pressed against the door.

"Boom!"

The sky shook like the earth, and the golden light in front of my eyes shone brightly!

The boundless Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded, and strange images appeared one after another.

I saw the Great Day Buddha smiling with flowers, and I also saw the South China Sea Guanyin Bodhisattva holding a jade bottle, and there were 800 Arhats, the Five Directions Jiedi and the Six Ding Liujia chanting in unison, and the boundless Buddhist talismans traveled at high speed in the golden light.

The sound of the yellow bell was deafening, boundless and solemn.

Like a moment, more like eternity.

By the time I came back to my senses, the illusion had long since vanished, and the two tall doors in front of me had opened outward.

"The Scripture Pavilion really opened its arms to me!"

I was really dumbfounded.

This kind of bloody method of dripping blood verification is rotten in many and movies, I really didn't expect the Zangjing Pavilion to really use this to verify qualifications, it's too vulgar, right?

It doesn't matter if it's vulgar or not, it just works.

The door enters, and it is bright! I don't think there's a trap.

The bottom of my heart is full of joy, there is no apprehension and suspicion at all, although a man's sixth sense cannot be compared with a woman, but at this moment, I choose to believe in my own feelings.

After sorting out my clothes and straightening my back, I strode into the Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as I stepped into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I felt that the air seemed to have changed. That is, the air is much cleaner.

Take a breath and be clear.

When I walked in completely, the door behind me slowly closed, as if there was a pair of invisible hands controlling everything, and it looked mysterious and mysterious.

But if you use the remote control of modern society to control the opening and closing of the roller shutter door to compare, then there is nothing unusual, nothing more than the driving force is different, one is electronic, the other is the so-called mana, they are all things that cannot be seen and touched, but who dares to say that it does not exist?

I stood there for a while, with no boulders falling from above, no sign of the slabs under my feet opening, and no arrows shooting around.

"Very good, accurate judgment, there are really no traps."

When I put my mind at ease, I was in the mood to look at my surroundings.