This time, the wind brought more and more news, and the places in the temple where the wind could not pass were getting stronger and stronger.

The sutra said that the Guru had no waves in his heart and was not alarmed, but this time he heard countless bloody stories in the sound of the wind, and smelled the smell of blood about to spread all over the earth.

It is this time that they did the ceremony for the enthronement ceremony of the "Supreme Hutuketu", and they should see countless blood - this is what the wind told him, but it has nothing to do with him, even if they are the "presiding over the Dharma King" enthronement ceremony of the temple, there must be an undercurrent, not to mention the "Supreme Hutuketu" of the "Temple of the Source of All Laws"?

That's it!

There is no way for him to get involved, he has always been a monk who has no quarrel with the world, here, the sutra master packed up his many affairs, tidied up his monk's clothes, and walked out of the main hall barefoot, and no one stopped him, although everyone is the one who wrote the questions, but they made an oath, it is impossible to leak these topics, and the red-clothed sutra monk does not live outside, he is a "monk official" who lives in the temple.

His "Buddha-figure Guru" is the great Buddha of the scriptures in the temple at this moment, and he is the first seat and the master of the scriptures in the courtyard of the scriptures, and no one will embarrass such a monk of the scriptures.

The Master of the Red Sutra walked in the temple, and he walked very carefully, not much to see or hear, and never to go to a dark place where there was no light.

Even on the way, others called out his name, "Master Qing", and he thought he was ignorant, deaf and dumb, and would not pay attention.

He kept his head down and walked past these gurus who were hiding in the darkness, or standing in the light and calling his name, and he was completely gone. When the rest of the teachers saw him like this, they didn't say much, and everyone knew that this Guru was like this.

Over time, everyone didn't care.

It's one thing to stop thinking about it, and the next time I see my guru, I still have to call it.

That's the rule.

For a sutra monk, for a red-clothed monk, for a "monk official" and a disciple of the Great Buddha, there should be no slackness.

Along the way, the monks came to an alley without lights, although it is not said how remote it is, but there are indeed not many people.

He carefully picked up the silver igniter hanging from his neck and lit the oil lamp in his hand!

In the dark.

"Bang!"

"Sting!"

A little Mars appears.

An old butter lamp was lit.

It also illuminated the face of the monk of the Qing Sutra, as well as his flat eyes and pursed mouth.

The sutra lama's mouth was an abnormally dark purple and his eyebrows were thick.

The butter lamp in his palm glowed faintly, and it didn't look inconspicuous.

The monk looked at the alley in front of him, and followed this stop but a person passed, and it was impossible to even turn around and walk into the alleyway, this road did not know why, and the others looked very terrifying, and they should have met an attack here, and it was impossible to even turn around and escape.

But the monks, who have always been very cautious, have never been afraid of this. The surrounding walls exuded an ancient smell of time, and following this reassuring smell, the monk came to the place where he "lived".

From beginning to end, this red-clothed monk was very indifferent, and at the end of this alley, there was a small temple. The door of this hall is the size of a person entering and exiting, and there are hanging curtains everywhere, and these curtains are no different from the prayer flags and prayer curtains that Lu Feng has seen, these "prayer curtains" look more like hair - this hall is an ancient human head, and these prayer curtains are the hair of this ancient human head.

That low door is the mouth of this ancient man-headed corpse!

Lowering his head, the red-clothed monk walked in along this wide open mouth, and the entire temple was pitch black, with a taste of "castor".

The whole small temple was extremely low and solemn, and I didn't know what the reason was, but when ordinary people looked at it, they felt uncomfortable and depressed, and they felt as if they were being pressed by this hall, and Master Qing walked in and sat down in front of the only offering table in this hall.

Here, a large amount of wind poured in, more and more in his ears, the monks listened attentively, listening to these voices in his ears "chirping", talking about these kinds of behaviors, in front of him, there was no statue of a god on the offering table, there was no mural around him, in front of him, on the offering table, there was actually a "golden mask"!

Not to mention the craftsmanship of the prairie now, but from the perspective of the skilled craftsmen of Tibet, Central Asia, and the Tang and Song dynasties at the peak, this golden mask as thin as a cicada's wings can also be regarded as "ingenious"!

This is one of the masterpieces of the "Prairie Witch Cult".

This golden mask, you can't see joy, anger and sorrow, this thing looks like it is completely "the gaze of the gods", the gods are using this thing as "themselves", overlooking the world, and more importantly, this "face of the gods" is hidden in the dark, under it, there are colorful robes and armor, but in addition to this ribbon vestment and armor, there is also a mirror as a magic weapon!

In this way, a "face of the gods" is formed as if it were alive.

Even this red-clothed monk couldn't see clearly whether there was really something supporting the "mask" in this Dharma robe and armor.

He didn't dare.

And on the offering table under this object is a stick.

Speaking of which, others may not believe that this stick is the most noble and special thing in this temple.

On top of this object, there were traces of blood, which had long since dried up, showing a black color.

This is also extremely rare.

There should be blood on it!

If there is blood, it is unlucky, it is unlucky!

This is also the reason why the old man asked Ganing Rindun Tashi whether he wanted to "see blood killing" or "not seeing blood killing" for Yongzhen!

"Prairie Witch Cult" believes that human blood contains the most important thing for people.

The prince of the year, even if he touched the scale of the person in power, the person in power would choose to kill without blood!

He was killed alive and saw no sharp energy.

In the eyes of the wizards of the "Prairie Witch Cult", the most vicious curse will be released through the blood of the other party, and the most important thing in the other party's body will be dissipated between heaven and earth! Teach them that they will never rest in peace.

And around this stick.

There are several "Weng Gons".

These "onggons" made of wood are bleeding from the inside and out all the time.

The blood flowed to the ground, but it didn't pollute the ground.

All this blood was devoured by an invisible mouth.

Guru Liqing turned out to be also a "Lai Qing/Lai Qing" - a monk who studied the "Prairie Witch Cult" on top of the Dharma, this kind of monk is called "Lai Qing", and in this temple, Paul everything, this temple is like a gluttonous mouth, devouring everything close to him.

No matter what "strange" they are, traces of them can be seen in the temple.

Master Liqing sat cross-legged in his place, listening to the sound of the winds that were becoming more and more disordered, and these winds were suddenly chirping and telling him that there were some other "winds" in today's wind, which was very annoying.

The red-clothed sutra monk seems to be a rock in the tantric domain, unmovable for ten thousand years.

In the tantric realm, the wind and the wind are not exactly the same.

At least among them, the Bodhisattva's "Wind Horse" and "Wind God Lou Luo Nabao" and "Wind" are all called wind, but none of them are wind things.

Among them, the entire tantric domain, where there are monks, is the place where the great sun shines, and the place where the Dharma is sheltered, and all the winds are "the wind horses of the Bodhisattvas" and the "messengers of the Dharma".

"Fengshen Lou Luo Nabao" is a witch god who can be banished, and he is banished into the "no man's land" with the "Lord of Destiny Hutu Ketu Taishi".

And the wind that can deliver news to the monks of the Red Sutra is the wind.

At least in the case of the monks, this "wind" is a "spirit", the earliest existence between heaven and earth.

After other monks entered the temple, a different kind of wind came in. ’

The monk closed the door of the temple and sat alone in the darkness.

Maybe it wasn't just the wind that came in, something else wanted to come in and see what was in the temple he was, but the "silent" charm wanted to penetrate outside the door, but unfortunately, it didn't come in, and everything stopped.

Even the wind paused for a moment for some reason!

Then it scraped even more violently!

The wind blew outside, sweeping in a massive smell of blood.

The most precious thing in the blood, swept in by the wind, slowly fell on the mirror under the mask, mending the "shattering" of the mirror itself.

Master Qing calmly glanced at the mirrors and saw the countless "tricks" reflected in those mirrors!

Among them, there are even a few "tricks", showing ten different things, but he still has to look at it again, the "mask" suddenly lowered his head and looked directly at the red-clothed monk.

The red-clothed monk bowed his head and stopped looking.

However, in his ears, the sound of the wind came again, and this time the wind still told him that another monk was coming, but the strange thing was that these winds, this time, kept mentioning the remnants of the "Ganye Temple".

This remnant is not the name that the red-clothed sutra monk put on that guru.

He is not qualified to give the title of "remnant" to a monk with the lineage of the "Hutu Ketu" throne.

The fact that the monk does not speak does not mean that he does not know some secrets, and in the Zaju Temple, he has left traces of the "Ganye Temple".

This remnant of evil comes from the "witch family" near the "mountain pass where the dragon is angry" and the "great glacier" that entered the temple.

The "Wicca family" is the one who hates the temple of "Ganye Monastery" the most.

However, for this reason, this red-clothed monk who "listens to the ten directions" really doesn't know!

The monk closed his eyes, this time, something outside came to disturb him again, but it didn't affect him.

"Weng Gon"'s blood is still flowing slowly, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with him, he needs to be careful about the next "Supreme Hutu Ketu" enthronement ceremony, all kinds of things that may happen!

The wind was still telling, and they told the monks in the red-clothed scriptures that just now, more than one "tricky" had entered the temple.

There was also news from the winds from the halls of "Tengyur" and "Kangyur", both of which have not yet been fully built.

In order to welcome his own sutra masters, he brought the "Lotus Collection" from the "Lotus Chin Dharma Temple" in the "Six Heavens Snow Mountain", and set up two halls in the temple to commemorate the occasion.

But it was in such a special place that there was a "trick" stepping into it.

Feeling these many incredible things, the brows of the monk finally frowned.

If it is too contrary to common sense, there will be a great disaster!

He didn't speak, but he looked up again and looked at the mask, wanting the mask to give him some reminder!

This time, above the broken mirrors of the mask, as if in the darkness, a large amount of flesh and blood gradually made up for it, spreading out from the armor and robes, as if to form the complete "mask"—"mirror"—"armor" along the invisible "backbone".

From all these "deaths", "come back to life".

The rhyme emanated from the darkness of the robe, but the strange thing was that the strange artifact that was "stained" with the "blood killing" fell there, unmoved.

The revival of this "mask" also reached a certain level, and the darkness and flesh began to retreat.

No more reaction.

Seeing this scene, the red-clothed monk couldn't help but flash a trace of disappointment.

In his calm expression, there was finally a little flaw.

Still unable to do it? ’

'Dry thunder, no rain. ’

'There is a lot of trickery in the temple, why, why, still can't be revived? ’

The Qing Sutra discusses the mystery of the monks' understanding.

So he had to wait.

Fortunately, as a teacher of the "fourth order", he is not a "reincarnated Buddha", he is not a "Khubilhan", and he can wait here for a long time.

But the sand of the Ganges is fleeting.

Thinking of this, the monk picked up the scriptures around him, and began to "confess" in the darkness devoutly, he sat alone in the darkness, and hid in the darkness, as if he was a member of the darkness.

The same was done by Lu Feng, but at this moment, Lu Feng walked out of the darkness, his eyes were clear and he looked at the door of the Jingshe that he didn't know when it opened, and he didn't speak.

He walked out of the ashram, and just then, in the last "vision", he saw a lion.

It was watching him from the outside, waiting for him to finish!

Lu Feng originally didn't have much of a sense of it, but now it's different, he knows that he has come out of this "illusion", and his "human skin scroll" has no intention of continuing to bless, so Lu Feng sees that it is not false, this may be the guidance of the real "Treasure King", Lu Feng thought of this, although he had no regrets, but he still remembered - those were three treasures, Lu Feng could see one or two, but he didn't see the third.

I don't know where the third one went.

Lu Feng walked out along the fine house, looked at the dark alley outside, and knew that he had arrived at the place where he was guided.

All he has to do now is watch.

Look at what the Bodhisattva wants him to see and understand!

(End of chapter)