As soon as the Venerable Master reminded him, the other monks suddenly came to their senses: "Yes, it was the famous Count Guangzhao, a Zen master who had died in bliss thirty years ago, how could it be that the ghost is still in the world?"

If it was really left behind by others, it must have been the whole Honganji Temple in the past few decades, how could it have waited until today?

Wait a minute......

Could it be that the magic weapon brought back by Uncle Wuneng awakened the ghost of the holy Zen master?

Just as they were suspicious, they heard the Shengru Zen Master in the pile of old papers suddenly shouting: "The ancestors of the past dynasties, if you don't come out again, your coffin board will really be pried away by the bald cubs of Honganji Temple......

Wow!!

All of a sudden, countless spirits sprang out from the piles of ancient papers in all corners of the attic, all of them looked like old monks with white eyebrows and long beards.

Zen Master Wuneng, Otani Baixiu, and Monk Zhiguang were already stunned one by one.

The Lingmei Hall in the temple enshrines the ancestral tablets and portraits of the sages and abbots of Honganji Temple, and the spirits that emerge from the pile of ancient paper are clearly the abbots and monks of the temple.

The eighth generation of the Lotus Zen Master, the eleventh generation of the Otani Kosa, and the twentieth generation of the Hiroru Monk......

Dozens of them popped up at once.

The abbot, Otani Shiraku, was shocked, because these were the ancestors of their Otani family...... Hey, wait, there seems to be some strange existence mixed in with the old ancestor!

Otani Baixiu actually saw a slightly unfamiliar existence in that group of old monks-it was actually a traitor "Kyoru" monk who had split Honganji Temple four or five hundred years ago and created a traitor to the "True Sect Otani School" of East Honganji.

The "Kyoru" monk was the son of the eleventh generation of Otani Kosa, and the younger brother of the twelfth generation, but he resented his father for losing the peace negotiation in the battle with Oda Nobunaga and surrendered to Nobunaga, so he broke off relations with the Otani family, split Honganji, and built the "East Honganji" separately......

This is also the reason why the abbot is extremely confused - "Jiaoru" has already defected and left Honganji Temple and started a new stove, how can his ghost appear here?

Zen Master Wuneng had an instant enlightenment, he folded his hands and recited a Buddha name in a low voice: "Good, good!"

Immediately, he removed the Buddha Kingdom in his hand, replaced the black crystal ruler on the table, and entered an aura to activate the black crystal ruler.

I saw a "hum" sound, and the pale yellow aura on the black crystal ruler surged, forming a vortex of aura in the void.

The monks and ancestors who ran out of the pile of ancient papers didn't care about scolding these unscrupulous bald sons and grandsons in front of them, and greedily absorbed the aura that escaped from the whirlpool on the black crystal ruler one by one.

Zen Master Wuneng quietly glanced at him, and asked the abbot Otani Baixiu and others to follow him out of the attic, and then carefully closed the door of the attic.

"Uncle Shi, what the hell is going on? Those ...... who shouldn't have been the ancestors of the past generations just now?"

Otani Shirakuxiu really felt a little embarrassed. But if he didn't ask clearly, he felt that he couldn't let go of it.

After all, the old monk in the pile of old papers just now, the sentence "Wang Ba, he is a green ball" is really impressive, whether it is the tone, demeanor or tone, it is completely the appearance of his grandfather Shengru Zen Master, and it is impossible for outsiders to imitate it so similarly.

"Of course, they can't be the ghosts of the ancestors of the past dynasties, but they have something to do with the ancestors of the past dynasties!" Zen Master Wuneng shook his head slowly, "Of course, they are also related to the magic weapon of the master of the Hook Xuan Pavilion. ”

"Uncle Wu Neng means that the black crystal like an inferior handicraft is really a magic weapon......?" Phew, still feeling skeptical until this point.

Zen Master Wuneng glanced at him, and he really wanted to directly sacrifice the magic weapon to surpass this waste master and nephew, and he was completely hopeless!

"The owner of the Hook Xuan Pavilion is the most mysterious master I have ever met in my life, and although its magic weapon looks a little ordinary in appearance, its power is far beyond your expectations. ”

"For example, the black crystal ruler in the attic, which contains a very accompanying aura, just now after I urged the ruler with a trace of aura, you should also see that the aura emanating from the ruler is slightly tinged with a hint of blue-yellow......"

"I suspect it's no ordinary aura!"

"It's ......"

Speaking of this, Zen Master Wuneng suddenly stopped.

Otani Baixiu, Monk Zhiling, Master Paper Kite, and Monk Zhiguang all looked at him with blank eyes. In the end, Monk Zhiguang couldn't help it: "Uncle Shi, why are you stuck in the middle of what you said? Isn't this hanging our appetite?"

"Yes, Uncle Shi, what kind of aura is it?"

A gleam suddenly flashed in the eyes of Zen Master Wuneng: "Think about it carefully, it has been recorded in the classics of our Buddhism, what kind of aura can make the bewitched spirit, who originally had no life spirit or has not yet been formed, suddenly gain spiritual wisdom overnight?"

The Paper Kite Master and the Zhiguang Monk were suddenly a little ashamed, although the two of them were in charge of the White Academy and the Black Academy, they were actually not the kind of monks who were proficient in the classics of the past dynasties, otherwise, the Paper Kite Master would not have let those classics in the attic be dusted for thirty years.

Elder Zhiling Monk of Feiyun Pavilion said with a look of surprise: "Could it be...... The dragon power is incredible?"

Otani Baixiu also said: "The origin of things, its essence green dragon?"

"That's right! The aura contained in this magic weapon is the essence of the green dragon that can catalyze the birth of all things!" Zen Master Wuneng said from the bottom of his heart, "I didn't expect that among these magic weapons given to me by His Excellency Tang Zeqian, the owner of the Hook Xuan Pavilion, it actually contained the rare green dragon essence in the world!!"

- Uncle Wuneng is really still old and confused!

The Master of Paper Kite couldn't help but remind the old monk: "Uncle, the magic weapon was not given by others, but you spent money to buy it!!"

Zen Master Wuneng glared at him and said, "It only costs a mere eight million to buy more than 20 magic weapons containing abundant green dragon essence?" Come on, come, I'll give you 10 million, you go elsewhere and buy one for me!!"

Belch......

The Master of Paper Kite was silent! How powerful the magic weapon containing the essence of the green dragon was, he had already seen that as long as he had one, he could instantly create so many spirits, who would be willing to sell it?

Don't say 10 million, even if you add tens of millions, it is impossible to buy it!

In this way, Uncle Wuneng really picked up a big bargain, and bought more than 20 magic weapons with less than the price of one piece......

Another thought suddenly occurred in the mind of the person on the paper kite: I'm afraid that the owner of the Hook Xuan Pavilion is not a fool, right?

(PS: It seems that the rolling all over the ground still has some effect.,Last week's votes and this chapter said that it has increased a lot.,The editor is happy.,Hey,Recommend it to me again...... So may I ask you, do I have to continue to splash and roll around?)

(PS2: If I don't roll around, will you vote for me?, or vote for me?!)