Chapter Ninety-Five: Suffering in This Life and Cultivating the Afterlife? [Fifth Update]
The middle reaches of the Shuanglong River.
Late at night.
Yi Bai is entrenched in the bare riverbed.
He erected his pupils to face the old monk.
The old monk's face was full of disbelief, and he kept muttering 'impossible' in his mouth, as if he couldn't understand it.
"Tan Yue, can you use the word Om technique to show the old monk?"
The old monk pleaded.
"You can't do it."
Yibai did not refuse.
He raised his head high, and in his mind, the Sanskrit word 'A' came out of his mind.
The golden word 'A' was condensed in his mind, and after a while, the word 'A' turned into an angry eye, and the image of King Kong was a growth king.
Yi Bai raised his head suddenly, opened his mouth and spit out the true voice: "Om! ”
The man of God coalesced in front of him, and his sword stabbed into a great tree.
Rumble!!
The sword stabbed the tree, and with a loud bang, the tree did not move much, and the leaves fell with a clatter.
Buddhism and Buddhism only hurt evil spirits.
It didn't hurt much else.
"Really, really a word trick?"
The old monk was stunned.
"Mage, can I make a mistake with this wording technique?"
Yibo asked.
"No, this is a word technique, correct, dare to ask Tan Yue, how to recognize the growth of the Tianzun King?"
The old monk was puzzled.
To practice the art of Om characters, you need to face the Buddha statue head-on, write down the charm, and be in harmony with the Buddha in body, speech, and mind.
For monks, there is no difficulty, the only difficulty is understanding.
But for youkai, it's almost impossible.
The Buddha statue doesn't care who the monster is, it will be suppressed directly, and the monster won't have a chance to look at the Buddha statue.
So, in front of Yi Bai, how did he learn the art of Om calligraphy?
"By chance, I recorded and increased the charm of the king, and I learned the art of writing."
Yibai explains.
"Tan Yue has such a Buddha nature, it's really good."
The old monk had to praise.
"Mage praise."
Yi Bai didn't dare to hold it up.
"It's not a boast of Tan Yue, Tan Yue is such a Dharma, and ordinary monks are not as profound as Tan Yue's Dharma, it's really ......"
The old monk didn't know what to say.
Buddhism, monks, and Buddhism are not as profound as monsters.
It's a shame to say it.
"Speaking of which, Master, do you know that there are Buddhist monks who like to make drums from the skin of girls as magic instruments?"
Yi Bai suddenly thought of the human skin drum he had sealed in the Demon Pill Pot, and thought of the evil mage.
"Huh? Tan Yue said, when it is another sect of Buddhism, there is a group of lamas, who like to do such things that hurt nature and reason, Tan Yue has met? ”
The old monk frowned and asked.
Yi Bai told the matter of Jiming Temple in Jiangshui County and the fact that outside the lock dragon well, the suspected evil mage bought girls everywhere to make human skin drums.
When the old monk heard this, he was silent for a while.
After a long time.
The old monk sighed and said: "The lama acts, like evil and evil, I have long known, there is a heart to change, there is no way to start, all the time, Buddhism is against the lama to act, there is no great use, Tan Yue said that the lama appeared in the area of Sanjiang County, and later, I will go to Sanjiang County, if I can find the lama, it will be suppressed." ”
There is nothing Yibai can do.
What the old monk said, no different from his guess, the human skin drum is actually a sister drum.
He came from the Tibetan region he knew, and so did the lamas.
Lama, in layman's terms, is a disciple of Tibetan Tantra, and his character 'Ma' means to treat all living beings as compassionately as a mother cares for her own children.
However, what you do is not worthy of the word 'well'.
"Mages need to be cautious, lamas have the ability to seek good fortune and avoid evil, and their methods are secretive and difficult to deal with."
Yibo admonished.
"It's okay, Tan Yue said, the host of the Jiming Temple, I have also heard of it, but I have not found out about the presiding of the Jiming Temple."
The old monk folded his hands and said.
Yi Bai shook his head, without words, he couldn't describe the matter of the host of Jiming Temple.
From youth to old age, just to seek the Dharma.
Nothing.
The old monk statue saw what Yi Bai thought, shook his head and smiled, folded his hands, and said with a smile: "The host of Jiming Temple, he has gone through a lifetime, the Buddha does not know, but the Buddha suffers in this life and cultivates the next life, and the Jiming Temple hosts, the suffering of this life, the next life will be repaid to him twice." ”
Hear this.
Yi Bai muttered to himself.
Although he has attained the Dharma. But he doesn't believe in suffering in this life and cultivating in the next life.
He died once, and he died again, and he didn't know what would happen.
Yi Bai didn't want to talk too much about the old monk's 'this life and the next life'.
Yi Bai and the old monk made it clear that they would find the old turtle in the river and explain it, so that he was optimistic about Shuanglongjiang.
The old turtle thought that Yi Bai was going to find the authority of the Chen position, and urged again and again.
……
After the tea effort.
Yi Bai left Jiangzhong.
He found the old monk and went on the road with the old monk.
Yi Bai spat out the water balloon, used the 'prayer for rain', and flew by water.
The old monk walked.
The heavy rain hit him, automatically bounced away, the rain did not invade, and he crossed a large area of land in three or two steps, shrinking the ground into inches.
A dragon and a monk hurried together.
……
Two days later.
Late at night.
Six hundred miles away, on the edge of Dongjie County, outside Tanggu County.
Yi Bai and the old monk came to the mountains outside the county, looking at the peaceful and silent county town from afar.
Tanggu County is protected by ghosts and gods.
Yi Bai is entrenched among the stones, and the secret road is that the entire Dongjie County is poor in the area of the Shuanglong River.
Is the Shuanglong River area dragging Dongjie County back?
The other counties of Dongjie County have at least the power to worship the city god, the ghosts and gods protect the city, and the city god in the area of the Shuanglong River retreats, if it is not for his constraints, several county towns will inevitably wither.
"Master, Tanggu County has arrived, let's go in together?"
Yi Bai spoke.
"No, no, Tan Yue, the matter of Tanggu County will be handed over to you, my old man is the Li family of Sanma Street, Tanggu County, you can know if you inquire, remember to enter the city people, don't disturb the city god here."
The old monk waved his hand and refused, and repeatedly admonished.
"Why is the mage so flustered?"
Yibai wondered.
What is the identity of this old man?
I don't think there's something strange about it.
Master Daozen, it's not like this on weekdays.
"How can you panic, Tan Yue and go."
The old monk urged.
"If the mage has something, he can tell me clearly."
"What's the matter, I can't stop talking to Tan Yue."
"Really?"
"Really!"
"Take care, mage."
Yi Bai didn't ask any more questions, and wanted to go to Tanggu County.
"Tan Yue!"
The old monk called out to Yi Bai.
"What else is the matter with the mage?"
Yi Bai turned his head to look.
"Tan Yue has a way to hide his demonic energy? Do not disturb the city god here, for if there is a conflict with the city god, it will be of no benefit to the people here. ”
The old monk asked again.
"Yes."
Yi Bai used the Taoist technique 'invisibility', and shouted 'hidden' lightly in his mouth, and all the demonic qi was restricted.
Seeing this, the old monk nodded with satisfaction, and let Yi Bai leave, his eyes have been fixed on Tanggu County under the mountain.
As if thinking about something, the old face showed fear from time to time.
Yi Bai was surprised again.
He had a different mood in his heart.
What is going on with this old man in Tanggu County.
Three Horse Street Lee's.
Yibai remembers the name.
He went to Tanggu County under the mountain......
(End of chapter)