"What if you know? The Hundred Ghosts Night Walk is a collection of heaven and earth and yin, and the resentment is extremely heavy, and only those who hold the treasures of Buddhism and have advanced cultivation can resist it. Wu Sheng didn't hide everything at all, and told Silence. Anyway, in the end, you still have to die, and it's hard for you to be able to conjure it up.

"Since you know, why don't you take out the treasure?" asked Lonely angrily.

"How could I have?" Wu Sheng frowned, very speechless.

"You have, you have a trace of Buddha aura in you, which must have been caused by wearing it on your body for many years. Silence was sure.

Wu Sheng's face was full of puzzlement, his hand unconsciously put on his chest, and then as if he had touched something, his eyes widened suddenly.

"Could it be this?" Wu Sheng removed the thing from his chest, and it was a white bead.

"Relic!" said Lonely in some surprise. glanced at Wu Sheng, and also secretly sighed at this person's luck.

"This is my Master's. Wu Sheng said.

Back then, he used the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk to trap his master in it, and the master did escape with some Buddhist treasures, and he didn't find out what he was holding, but when he buried the body at the end, a bead fell next to it, and there was an aura on it, so he picked it up and put it on his body, but he didn't expect it to be a relic.

"Then this..."Wu Sheng looked at the relics, and then at the loneliness, and his heart was reluctant.

Lonely Li laughed and said, "What do you see, will you use it?"

This sentence directly woke up Wu Sheng, yes, I don't know how to use it, and I always put it on my body as an accessory. Forget it, give it to him, he won't need it himself anyway. Thinking that his cultivation was now lost, Wu Sheng was lonely for a while.

Silence sucked the relic into his hand, and then felt a faint breath.

"It seems that because of the long-term exposure, the Buddha's energy is about to dissipate. Silence muttered to himself.

Then he threw the relics into the air, pinched the trick in his hand, and made several very strange sounds from his mouth, which seemed to be Sanskrit.

The relics were stuck in the air, and with the strange sound of silence, the Buddha statue in the body of the relics was instantly stimulated. A brilliant light burst out from the surface of the bead, and it was full of brilliance. Like a pearl of the night, countless ghosts are dissipated.

Silence closed his eyes, and the Sanskrit sound in his mouth did not stop. The relics gradually turned golden, and the light also turned into dazzling gold, and the relics hung high in the air, like the scorching sun.

Wu Sheng was even more irradiated by the golden light and couldn't open his eyes. The space enveloped in black mist was also pierced by golden light, like a hornet's nest.

"What's going on!" several elders shielded the golden light with their hands, and they couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in their hearts.

"I don't know either!" Elder Duan's face was a little unpleasant, and he vaguely felt that this golden light was related to loneliness.

Silence silently recited: "Om, man, horn, mi." This is the mantra of the six sons, which is recorded in a Buddhist scripture in the mind of Silence, and at this time Silence is recited as it is.

As if sensing something, a Buddha light rose to the sky, imprinting a huge Brahma seal in the air.

"Boom!" The Buddha's light enveloped the entire puppet sect, and all the ghosts and ghosts turned into wisps of black qi and dissipated between heaven and earth. Showing the silence and Wu Sheng in the black mist, the silence after coming out looked at several elders and showed a trace of evil smile, the figure flickered, between the lightning and thunder, a fine light surrounded several people, and several people only felt a sharp pain all over their bodies.

"My cultivation, my body!" several people fell to the ground, like a mess of mud.

Silence pointed at the head of one of the elders, and then spoke: "All your dantian and meridians have been abolished by me, in the future, be an ordinary person honestly." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned into a streamer and flew out without looking back.

Wu Sheng slowly stood up, and his rickety body slowly walked towards the door. He was once high-spirited, but he has long since disappeared, and now he is just a waste person who has not cultivated.

Coming to the outside of the main hall, several disciples were already guarding outside the house at this time, and when they saw Wu Sheng coming out, they immediately saluted: "Sect Master!"

Wu Sheng waved his hand and said, "From now on, there will be no more puppet sects, and I am no longer the sect master, so you can each leave." After saying that, he went down the mountain, and since then no rumors of him have been heard in the world.

At the same time, in the middle of a temple on the horizon.

"Knock-knock-"

The largest bell in the temple roared when no one rang it. The bell is deep, loud, and long, and continues outward. It didn't stop for a long time.

"This is..."At this time, the old host who was chanting stopped the wooden fish in his hand and looked at the sky with shocked eyes.

The presiding Buddha's eyes burst out with golden light, looking at the distant sky, only to see a red glow in the sky, and there was a faint trace of Buddha light revealed.

"It's actually the relics of a certain holy monk, Amitabha. It is our sin to be exiled like this, to summon the Zen mind. The host muttered.

"Yes. A monk immediately ran out and came to a tower. The tower is shrouded in Buddha light, and its whole body exudes a brilliant light. After the little monk pushed open the door, he rushed straight to the top floor without looking.

Generally come to receive, can enter the tower is basically a monk, but there is an exception, that is Zen heart, he was born Buddha, the day of birth, the sky Buddha light appeared, hundreds of miles around are shrouded by the Buddha's light, lasting several days. Some people even say that on the day Zen Xin was born, several Buddhas appeared beside him, and the sound of chanting could be heard.

At first, everyone didn't believe it, until someone thought that the eminent monk went down the mountain to travel, passed by here, and blessed the people, and saw the Zen heart of a child, and was shocked at a glance.

So he begged his parents to let him bring Zen Xin back, and Zen Xin's parents were also very happy to learn the news, and naturally sent the holy monk away with great gratitude.

When he returned to the temple, Zen showed a talent beyond ordinary people, and he never forgot every scripture, and he was even more familiar with the Buddhist exercises taught by the holy monks. He was called a rare Buddha by the holy monk for a thousand years.

Therefore, this tower, in addition to the abbots of the past generations and the monks who returned from traveling down the mountain, also has his Zen heart. Except for completing the daily tasks, the Zen mind spends all its time in this tower and does not go anywhere. You can even spend months in this tower.

As soon as the monk entered the door, he saw Zen Xin facing the outside of the tower, playing with a bug in his hand. Seeing the monk coming in, Zen Xin gently put the insect on the ground, then stood up and saluted the monk and said, "Senior brother." ”

"Zen heart, the abbot is looking for you, you can go quickly. The monk was a little overjoyed by Zen Xin's senior brother's call, and hurriedly replied with a salute and said quickly.

"The abbot is looking for me, okay, senior brother can go by himself, and I will arrive later." Zen said.

After taking the monk away, Zen picked up the worm from the ground, placed it in his own hands, and then descended the tower to the place where the abbot was chanting. Along the way, all the monks were surprised when they saw Zen Xin, and then they all showed very kind smiles, they all knew that their junior brother was powerful, although he was the youngest in the temple, but he was indeed the smartest. The abbot was very optimistic about him, and they naturally loved the house and Wu.

Zen Xin bowed back to the brothers along the way, while thinking about what the abbot was looking for himself.

When he arrived at the courtyard, Zen stood outside the door and bowed deeply inside, chanting something in his mouth. After hearing the abbot's call again, he walked in.

"Abbot, what do you want from me?" Zen said respectfully.

When the abbot saw Zen Xin, he found that the Buddha's light on Zen Xin was faintly visible, as if he had merit, and he couldn't help but be a little curious.

"Zen heart, have you been down the mountain recently?"

Zen Xin was slightly stunned, not understanding what the abbot meant by this.

"The disciple has never descended the mountain recently, nor has he helped anyone. ”

"That's strange, I saw that there was a Buddha light around you, and it seemed that there was merit, so I thought you were going down the mountain to help people. But you didn't go, so where did this merit come from?" The abbot couldn't help but wonder, and couldn't help frowning when he looked at Zen Xin, and then he saw that something seemed to be moving in Zen Xin's hand.

"Zen mind, what is in your hand?"

Zen Xin spread out his palm, revealing the insect inside, and said, "It's a flying insect." ”

"Why are you holding a worm in your hand?" the abbot couldn't help but ask.

"The disciple copied the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and accidentally found a flying insect, and the disciple saw that it was mutilated and unable to move, so the disciple adopted it, and it took a few days to recover. Zen replied truthfully.

After hearing this, the abbot couldn't help but show a look of approval. Looking at Zen's gaze is more gentle.

"You have done a very good job, and the monks should have compassion in mind, and they are saying that they are facing all sentient beings, and this time you save them, and they are grateful to you, and you have merit. Zen mind, remember that all living beings are equal, people are the same, animals are the same, and grass and trees are the same. ”

Zen Xin nodded slightly: "Zen Xin has written it down." ”

The abbot nodded, and then continued as if remembering something: "I called you here this time because of a very important thing for you to do, are you willing?"

Zen Xin's expression was flat, and he bowed slightly and said: "Amitabha, the abbot said yes, and the disciples naturally obeyed." ”

"Well, that's right, today the temple bell rang innocently, as if something was pulling, so I used the Buddha's eyes to look, but found that in the sky, there was a trace of Buddha's light, and then I saw a relic. ”

"Relics?" Zen couldn't help but wonder, how could there be relics left out?

"Yes, the relics are transformed by the eminent monks, and only those who have extremely strong merits in their lives will be transformed into relics after death, and the relics are treasures of Buddhism at every moment, and they must not be left behind. Therefore, I want you to go down the mountain and travel to find that relic in an instant, bring it back, and enshrine it in the Scripture Pavilion. The abbot folded his hands and looked very solemn.

The relics are the things of Buddhism, not to mention the treasures of Buddhism, and the Zen heart of a disciple of Buddhism is duty-bound.

"The Zen mind can set off and bring back the relics. Zen said resolutely.

The abbot was very pleased, looked at Zen and said, "Before you go, let me see how your homework is lately." ”

"Yes. Zen replied.

On the second day, before dawn and before the rooster crowed, Zen Xin packed his luggage and stood outside the temple, bowed to the temple three times and bowed nine times, and then went down the mountain. When Zen Xin left, the figure of the abbot flashed from the side. Looking at the Zen heart in the distance, there was a lot of reluctance in his eyes.

"Go, you belong to the world, not here. ”