Glancing outside, he saw the "monk" at the door of Ula Station, but Elder Mingli didn't react much.

He just opened the window of the watchtower and let the wind blow in from outside.

There was a rattan box beside him, and he asked the attendant monk to take out the things to clean his hands, and the attendant monk took out a shiny copper basin that was polished

Elder Mingli washed his hands, solemnly picked up the box, came to the room in the watchtower on the second floor, and opened the box.

This chest does not contain gold or silver jewelry, it contains something more important than that.

With both hands, Elder Mingli solemnly took out the tightly engraved scripture plate wrapped in red cloth from it, and cast a secret spell on it again, cutting his palm, so that his blood seeped into the red cloth, and made sure that no one could touch this thing except himself.

Then he began to hold the spell again, and then took out the scrolls and cylinders in the box, as well as the magic clothes pressed against the bottom of the box, and began to cast spells on them.

It's what he does every day.

And he kept offering incense on his hands, sifting it into a fine powder, and after applying it to his own hands, he carefully printed his hands stained with incense on the red silk cloth outside, and recited words in his mouth, and then took out the vajra bell and began to shake the vajra bell while reciting the secret mantra.

His voice floated out of the room, high and low, dull and excited, and all the monks outside also stopped their movements and joined together in worship.

No one could disturb him here, not even his new disciples, and it was his own time.

Elder Mingli cast a spell on the treasure of the vine chest, cursing anyone who touches it without his consent will be harmed by the Yaksha when they come into contact with it.

The Nakshatras will smash the hearts of peepers, the livers of peepers, the lungs of peepers, and cut off their heads, their hands, and their feet, and use them as ritual weapons, and they will be suppressed in the forest of corpses for generations.

He prayed to the Yaksha that the Yaksha would guard his wealth as if it were his own treasury, from the intrusion of others.

He made an offering to the Yakshas, imagined the flowers and trees around him, and with his hands he put the Vajra Bell on the ground, but the Vajra Bell began to shake on its own.

A faint rhyme flowed out of the vajra bell at this moment, and countless stenches emanated from the rattan box in front of him, which should be the smell of the corpse forest, and those strange rhythms turned into one incantation after another, seeping into the box of Buddha treasures in front of him, guarding the wealth of Elder Mingli.

It's just that from Elder Mingli's abdomen, there seems to be a head, as if he has eaten the internal organs of Elder Mingli's abdomen, and wants to get out of it, Elder Mingli casually glanced down, imagining that the Lord of Ming is in the center of his eyebrows, and the wrath of the Lord of the Ming Lord turned into a big red golden foot, and fiercely surrendered the Yaksha King in the belly!

Step on your feet!

"Hah!"

Elder Mingli suddenly let out a loud sound, and the terrifying rhythm appeared in the room, and a thick flame suddenly erupted from his nose, like a poisonous snake with fire poison, and a cloud of fire sprayed from his mouth, and he stomped his feet hard, and every time he stomped his feet, it seemed that the earth was trembling, and the mountain god was angry.

Immediately, the attendant monk outside the door brought eight kinds of tributes that could be used to calm the anger of the king, and one of the monks quickly put on the "armor" and "mask" to please the king, and took them with him, and danced in praise of his bravery in front of the "king of the king".

They did not even dare to look at the scroll, because if they did, they would suffer from eye disease.

The screams outside didn't make Elder Mingli look up.

In the midst of this singing and dancing, Elder Mingli gradually returned to normal, and he drove them away, and sat down cross-legged himself, looking at the treasures in the rattan box.

The engraving in this red silk cloth belongs to the printing institute of the Zaju Temple, and with this engraving, he can print the scriptures continuously, but these scriptures are protected by secret mantras, just like in the endless White Pagoda Temple, many scriptures are not borrowed.

These scriptures are piled up like a hill in the houses where the monks practice, and on top of these scriptures, evil curses are cast, unless the scriptures are willing to ask someone to borrow them, otherwise, if you peek at them, you will definitely be tormented by the secret curse that life is worse than death.

The scroll that Lu Feng looked at was taken out of this rattan box, but Lu Feng took the scroll in the hand of Elder Mingli, and the action broke the secret curse, Elder Mingli had already understood Lu Feng before the "empowerment", he came from Ganye Temple, and the temple's lineage has been completely cut off, and the special title of the Venerable of Ganye Temple has been taken back by the temple.

As for the academy, it also fell among the rest of the temples, and more importantly, the powerful trick entrenched in Gangcuo Baima had an inextricable causal relationship with the Ganye temple itself, and no one was willing to surrender to that one and let the trick wander there.

Gangcuo Baima became a dead place, and even if Ganye Monastery was rebuilt, there was no one to support it.

That is to say, Yongzhen has no place to go except for the endless White Pagoda Temple, and because of some reasons that even the elders of Mingli do not understand, the position of the presiding position of the Ganye Temple has not been revoked, and it is still "Hubilhan", that is to say, whoever performs the enthronement ceremony in the Ganye Temple can get the title of "Hubilhan" and can be reincarnated.

Until he was alone in the room, he closed the door of the room, and after sealing off the place, he fell to his knees with great reverence, threw himself to the ground, and pleaded to his deity in one body and mind.

"Lord Ming, where did I make a mistake in providing for you, and made you so angry, did you come down and punish me?"

"Lord Ming, I have enshrined my fear for you, I have enshrined my body and my soul for you."

"O Lord Ming, I offer you the earth and water in turn.

I am about to offer you fire, wind, air, sight, and knowledge. ”

"Lord Ming, is my offering on your birthday not satisfactory?"

"Lord Ming, is it because my daily offerings to you are not rich enough?"

"Lord Ming, if you have any grievances against me, please send down to me and show me the way forward."

"I have followed your instructions and accepted the disciple."

"Is it also your will to go to the Garing family?"

"Lord Ming, is the Sai you see today because of Yongzhen?"

"Your breath is getting closer and closer to me, but I can't find your existence, Lord Ming, please tell me what I should do."

"Lord ...... Ming"

In the uninhabited room, Elder Mingli respectfully asked his deity, wanting to get an answer, and outside the watchtower, Lu Feng listened to the words of the monks outside and said nothing.

He took out his own butter lamp, lit the butter lamp, and stopped in front of the door, in the light of this ghee lamp, Lu Feng saw that the monk outside was carrying something behind him!