The face was clear in his heart, and Chen Cuo was stunned at first, and then calm.

"What's terrible? The worst case is nothing more than to attract that evil ghost, but I'm in the temple, the evil ghost is coming, and the big Buddha is suppressing it, so I'm afraid he won't come!"

As soon as he thought of this, instead of stopping the thought in his heart, he recalled the face more and more carefully, for fear that if he was not meticulous, he would not be able to attract evil ghosts.

But Chen Cuo doesn't have a detailed incense cultivation method in the end, and the so-called visualization at the moment is more like outlining in the heart, and the main way is to breathe and breathe.

As the long and short breaths circulated between Chen Cuo's mouth and nose, his expression gradually became quiet, and the whole person quieted down.

This set of vomiting method, Chen Cuo has completely vomited one hundred and eight rounds, and after completing the exercise, it can be said that the body is as light as a swallow and the mind is clear.

This time, while recalling the rhythm of spitting, while controlling his breathing, he also tried to sketch a ghost face in his heart, which can be described as a three-purpose character, at first it was still rusty, and even because of distraction, he almost messed up the rhythm, but with the breathing stabilized, there was a bit of a taste of getting better.

One hundred and eight rounds of tuna are divided into 36 condensing chakras and 72 loose chakras.

As time passed, he gradually approached the number of thirty-six, the cold sweat on his body had disappeared, the pressure was gone, and the bones of his body and limbs turned comfortable, so he immersed himself in it, forgetting about things.

In a blur, half-dreaming and half-awake, there was a faint white sky in front of him.

The bruised face sketched in the bottom of my heart became clearer and clearer, and with the rhythm of breathing and breathing, it shrank and rose.

Slowly, bursts of golden light appeared around Chen Cuo, and with his breathing, they converged towards his mouth and nose, wisps of hair, like hairs, entered it, and appeared around his face......

Outside the house, there was still some noise.

The monk was already guilty, this would be blocked by Chen Hai, and it was not easy to pull down his face, so he had to retire in the end, saying that he would wait for the prince to wake up and ask again.

As soon as this person left, Chen Hai said hatefully: "This Guishan Temple is in front of the courtesy, looking down on the prince, maybe I don't know that the prince is now full of Jiankang, and it is just a matter of not arranging the upper courtyard, and even let the lord and ordinary people live in the lower courtyard together!" After speaking, he was even more indignant.

Ma Wu also said: "Isn't it, the two scholars just now, they also talked with the lord, they are very respectful, if they finally know that the lord is not treated politely, but instead belittles them to live together, it is too much to say!"

When Chen Hai heard this, he was a little more angry, and said, "The scholars from other places are more sensible than the monks of Guishan Temple!"

The empty hall, the Buddha statue sits on the lotus platform.

In front of the Buddha statue, the old monk was bowing his head and contemplating silently.

Rounds of golden light appeared behind his head, reflecting each other.

Suddenly, the old monk's closed eyes opened, the halo behind his head dimmed, and he suddenly turned around, his eyes showing surprise.

Buzz! Buzz!

The golden body of the Buddha trembled faintly, and let out a little chirp.

"It's ......"

The old monk's expression became solemn, and then he stood up suddenly, looked at the Buddha statue carefully, and noticed that a thin layer of golden light appeared on it, and that brilliance seemed to be pulled by some force, and converged towards the front yard!

"The Buddha's Light Manifests ......"

He looked in the direction of the golden light, and his eyes widened.

The high walls and houses could not stop the old monk's eyes, his eyes swept over the entire temple, and noticed that in the halls, whether it was the golden body of the Buddha, or the clay statue of the Vajra Protector, or the altar of the Bodhisattva, they were all trembling slightly!

A faint golden glow appeared on these golden statues, and then converged in one direction.

"The golden body roars in unison!"

The old monk took a deep breath, and there was a strong shock in his heart.

"Did the reincarnation of the Buddha come?"

His heart tightened, but then he shook his head.

"No, no, if it is the reincarnation of the Buddha, then it should not be like this, only a layer of Buddha light emerges, but it should be the Buddha light accumulated in Guishan Temple for decades, all of which are boiling because of resonance, and then converge towards the living Buddha! But even if it is like this, the one who can pry the golden body of the Buddha's light must at least be the power of the realm outside the world! But now, it is difficult to descend from the world, so it can only be the reincarnation of such a realm!"

Reincarnated as a true immortal!

This thought came to mind from the bottom of his heart, recalling a similar scene not long ago, the old monk could not calm down, took a step, and hurried away.

And in the halls, the golden clay sculptures trembled, still faint, and the people who came to worship the Buddha and burn incense did not notice it, even if they found a little abnormality, they thought it was their own dazzling illusion.

However, ordinary pilgrims don't see the truth, but there are also clues that can be seen-

In the corner outside the temple, there was a little white pig, hiding in the shadows of the farmland, looking at the temple in the distance, smashing his mouth and salivating.

On its head, the little green turtle "cooed" and said.

"I know the proportion, this temple is the territory of the bald head, I will not steal its incense, I came here to follow the smell of the ownerless incense before, I pounced on it before, and I will not ......miss it this time."

As the little white pig was talking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he was immediately startled when he saw many golden phantoms appearing in the temple!

"The gods are coming? Good fellow, in this monk's temple, there must be some great gods who have descended! No, hum! We have to hurry up, otherwise the ownerless incense may be snatched away!"

Anyway, it's ready to go!

On a tree not far from here, two figures stand looking at the temple from afar.

It is two Taoist priests, one tall and one short, who are the two people who have spoken to Chen Cuo outside the temple.

After the two of them separated from Chen Cuo, they did not go away, but directly hid here and observed carefully.

Before the temple vision, the two brothers were still talking, and their words revealed a bit of uncertainty.

"That Linru County Marquis, if it is really the reincarnation of a true immortal, if not, senior brother, wouldn't it be a taboo for you to reveal the method of incense?"

The young Taoist sneered: "How about committing taboos? Our Taihua Mountain lineage is also orthodox, but after several calamities, no one cares, and now there are only a few people up and down? If it weren't for the remnants of the ancestors, how could we know the news of the reincarnation of true immortals? This is also an opportunity for our Yunxiao Sect to recover, where can we worry a lot!"

"But ......" the young Taoist shook his head, "The reincarnation of a true immortal should be a cultivation of the true Dao system, but you revealed the method of the incense fire Dao system, if it is the reincarnation of the true immortal, it must be extremely talented, draw inferences from one another, if you really comprehend the incense method, wouldn't you go astray......?"

"Pedantic!" the young Taoist had a disapproving expression, "Our Taihua Mountain is also an orthodox inheritance, with historical precipitation, you have heard the deeds of several ancestors of the three generations of ancient times, you should know that the cultivation of the truth was born from the Yuan Shi Dao, strictly speaking, the Qi refiners of the Yuan Shi Dao are the right way, how can they all practice the Tao of the Truth now? So, don't take these too seriously, and the things of cultivation do not look at people's opinions!"

Before the young Daoist could say more, the young Daoist waved his hand: "Compared with other immortal sects, what advantages does our Taihua Mountain Yunxiao Sect have? The Hou of Linru County has not been recognized as a reincarnated immortal, what are we here for? It's not a first opportunity! Otherwise, if it were you, would you choose our mountain gate? For my brother, I was deceived into the mountain gate by the master back then!"

"I've heard of it, it's a few strings of ......," the young Taoist was about to say.

"Shut up!" the young Taoist was already dark, and he reprimanded, and was about to say more, but his expression changed suddenly, and then he turned his head in unison with the young Taoist.

In their pupils, bursts of golden body phantoms appeared, golden brilliance, reflecting each other!

The young Taoist exclaimed in surprise, and said: "The Buddha's light is shining! This is similar to the scene of that day, that prince is really the reincarnation of a true immortal!" When the words fell, he couldn't wait a little, and many of his previous worries were all forgotten.

The young Taoist priest took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and stopped his junior brother.

"Now and in the past, do you want to challenge Guizenji Temple, or do you want to publicize this matter to the whole world?"

As soon as these words came out, the young Taoist was also a little sober, knowing that he was still lurking, and he couldn't help but be unwilling in his heart.

The two brothers stared at the continuous temple, engrossed.

Suddenly, I saw a little white pig, rushing out of the farmland, like an arrow from the string straight to the temple, but just halfway there, but was found by a farmer with a sickle on the side, and then a greeting, several people responded, surrounded by, and caught the little pig.

The little pig writhed and struggled, but was eventually dragged away.

“......”

The young Taoist shook his head and said with emotion: "It is worthy of the Buddha's light, even this ordinary livestock has been tempered and converted to dementia!"

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In the wing room, Chen Cuo's expression was as usual, he didn't know the changes in the outside world, and he had already spit out thirty-six rounds, and the number of condensing wheels had been accommodated.

Outside.

The golden body of the Buddha statue in many halls is shaking more and more obviously, the lights and candles on the tribute platform are shaking, and then some of them are dumped, and even the melons and fruits in bloom have fallen!

Finally, the pilgrims who visited the Buddha discovered the strangeness!