The old monk taught the scriptures in his mind to Yu Dao, and used the only remaining mana to condense the cultivation into Sanskrit, which was imprinted on Yu Dao's forehead, and suddenly the oil lamp dried up, and his spirit was weakened.

The golden points of light spread out, like the light of the setting sun.

Yu Dao watched the old monk sit on the spot, his heart fluctuated, but there was no sadness on his face.

The two of them were originally strangers, even if they had just passed on the Fa and called each other brothers, they couldn't reach the point where Yu Dao was moved.

"That's it, when I have cultivated the Tao and met a good talent, I will teach you this method to ensure that your Taoism will not fade. Yu Dao finished speaking softly, no longer looking at the golden light in front of him, he stretched out his hand and pointed at his eyebrows, sensing the Buddha seal imprinted on it.

The cultivation method of the six-character mantra is different from the method that Yu Dao encountered before, it does not have a step-by-step cultivation step, it is more like the so-called bloodline inheritance of the demon sect monks.

If a monk wants to practice the six-character mantra, he needs the great monk who has already cultivated the six-character mantra to condense the wisdom in his mind and give a seed of the mantra to be planted in the monk's spiritual platform.

In this way, the monk will have the opportunity to cultivate the so-called six-character mantra and master the great power.

If you don't have the seed of mantra, unless you are the reincarnation of an ancient Buddha, it is possible to use your own talent to start from nothing, break through the obstacles, and create a new six-character mantra.

This method of transmission also has the benefits of this method of transmission.

When a great monk condenses the seed of mantra, he can condense his own spiritual experience and perception into the seed, so that the inheritor can concentrate on understanding and avoid many problems.

At the same time, the Great Monk was able to condense his power into seeds, so that the inheritor could cultivate the so-called Shingon Secret Technique and control the power within a day.

Just like the seed of mantra that Yu Dao got at this time, the old monk has condensed his life's skills in the seeds, and Yu Dao only needs to thoroughly refine the Buddha seal to inherit the old monk's skills for a hundred years, and there is no need to spend time and effort to practice the secret art of "Saying Words".

Yu Dao's eyes fluctuated, but he didn't rejoice, because the old monk still had a back hand in the seed of mantra.

The best way to practice the six-character mantra is to perform the spell over and over again after learning it, and constantly comprehend the mysteries in the mantra, which is similar to the mystery of the demon sect monks digging into the bloodline.

The more you use it, the more you perceive, and the stronger your cultivation, the greater the power of the mantra.

The old monk happened to be based on this and made a move in the seed of mantra.

If Yu Dao wants to inherit the seed of the mantra and learn the secret art inside, he first needs to influence others, make them happy and convinced, and be willing to serve it as a teacher, so as to dissolve the seed.

Before that, Yu Dao could not use secret arts, and could only rely on his own efforts to gain the approval of others. And because the seed of mantra was planted on his forehead, he couldn't cultivate other dementor spells to overpower others in an opportunistic way.

If he was so powerful, the seed of the truth on his forehead would immediately wither and fall.

Yu Dao's brows furrowed slightly, he estimated the number of people who needed to be influenced to unlock the seed of the truth, and a little surprise appeared in his eyes.

If you want to unravel it, Yu Dao just needs to influence a thousand mortals, so that these thousand mortals can place their spirits on him and regard him as a reborn parent.

"A thousand people ......" Yu Dao said lightly, this number happened to be similar to the number of mortals in the mountains, and it was a little lower, leaving room for Yu Dao to be damaged.

In Yu Daoka's place, this was obviously carefully calculated by the old monk.

Although the other party verbally said that he didn't need to settle those mortals outside for him, he was very honest in his hands and feet.

Yu Dao shook his head slightly, his brows still furrowed.

The rest of his life will only kill people and set fires, and what good results will be cultivated there. To influence others, I am afraid that he himself needs someone to influence him.

Yu Dao didn't know, in fact, this step was carefully arranged by the old monk.

Although the old monk was relieved and boldly handed over his own Dao system to him, he didn't want Yu Dao to do evil with the truth after he got it. On the one hand, I don't want to trust non-people, improve the cultivation of the rest of the way, and guide the rest of the way to goodness, and on the other hand, it is also for the sake of the rest of the way.

If Yu Dao is really reckless and reckless, he may be recognized by the master one day and lead to death.

This hand arranged by the monk requires Yu Dao to spend a certain amount of time, relying only on his own actions to influence others. If Yu Dao has wisdom, it will not be long for a monk to be in this world.

As for the thousand mortals outside the temple, they were just arranged by the old monk. If Yu Dao's probation target is a thousand mortals outside the temple, it is naturally excellent, if not, there is no problem.

After all, everyone in the world is the same, even if there is a difference between relatives and aliens, but how can they not all be people?

"This monk ......" Yu Dao frowned, his fingertips rubbing the sword pill in his sleeve.

In his opinion, the old monk really gave him a big problem.

"Abbot!"

"Master, Living Buddha ......" A noisy voice poured into the broken temple, and more than a thousand mortals stepped on their feet and squeezed into the broken temple shoulder to shoulder.

After a while, the small temple was covered with crowded heads, and some people were hanging on the walls and broken roofs.

Yu Dao ignored them and raised his eyes to the top of the Buddha Hall.

Dust to dust, soil to earth, the old monk turned into golden light and drifted away, permeating the entire hill, making the temple empty.

"Where's the master?"

More than a thousand mortals were delirious and didn't understand the reason, so they looked at it vigorously and shouted, which made Yu Dao feel upset.

He narrowed his eyes and said in his heart, "It's really noisy." ”

The attitude of mortals towards the old monk before had already disgusted him, and now they have come to disturb his purity, so that he can not participate in enlightenment, and he cannot recuperate from his injuries.

If it was at the beginning, Yu Dao might have to kill these mortals, so that they could have a good look at what "ingratitude" is!

Yu Dao snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and prepared to walk into the room. But who knows, under the push and push of mortals, a rumbling sound sounded.

Smoke and dust splashed up, and the broken walls on all sides collapsed directly, shattering into bricks and tiles, and smashing many people.

"Oh! my arm!"

"My head is ......" screamed, at least more than 100 people were smashed, and the people who fell from the roof and the wall were the most miserable.

The whole temple was moved, and the house where Yu Dao lived was implicated, and it also collapsed one after another, and a burst of ash was thrown out in front of Yu Dao.

Seeing that the place where he was sheltered was destroyed, Yu Dao's eyes lifted.

Before everyone's screams were lowered, a loud laugh suddenly came from a distance.

"Hahaha!

Two points of black light bounced on the mountain in the distance, and rushed towards the Mantou Mountain where the ruined temple was located......