Chapter Seventy-Four: Seeking the Temple of Hungry Ghosts
Caixia Fairy, as a thousand-year-old demon and a spider spirit, can naturally feel the protection and reward contained in this colorful spider silk, so she immediately detains the jade lady and puts it under her own protection.
In fact, the biggest reason is that the Caixia Fairy is also a colorful spider, and the seven colored spiders in the Hundred Poison Valley in Taoshan belong to the same family, and the number is extremely rare, I am afraid that there are only eight of them in this world, so they are naturally eager to know their news.
The remorseful fragrant meat monk called some women to put out the fire with full of anger, but he didn't know that the countdown to the Xiangyou Temple had begun, and he was still obsessed with women's sex and didn't know it.
The Hungry Ghost Temple is on the side of the Shitan River, if you don't say it, you really can't recognize what kind of thing is made of dead wood and gravel, you can imagine what it looks like to be simple, and the monks here are all yellow and thin, skin and bones, just like refugees.
But Yan Xu could feel the vigorous vitality from the other party's dry skin and flesh, obviously these monks had cultivated some kind of special exercises, and the essence and spirit of the body were restrained into the bones, although the skin became unsightly, but it effectively reduced the excess consumption of the outside world, it should be some kind of Buddhist miracle skill.
Yan Xu saw it at a glance because of his familiarity with the Buddhist exercises, it seems that he is not looking for the wrong place, the banner of the Hungry Ghost Temple is quite good, and he killed the Xiangyou Temple, just inserted there.
Bei Yidao has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and he faintly noticed the abnormalities in these monks, but Hua Mantian was a little worse, and after seeing Yan Xu and Bei Yidao's expressions, he realized that this place was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but this also proved that they did not come to the wrong place.
Yan Xu nodded secretly, and was about to enter the Hungry Ghost Temple, which didn't even have a door, but as soon as his feet were raised, he was suddenly stunned, frowned, and suddenly turned to look at a clearing not far from the temple gate, and said to the north with a knife and a flower.
"It's such a powerful illusion that I almost didn't even hide it. ”
Bei was stunned for a moment, a little unclear So, although Yufeng's illusion is good, it is rarely used, not to mention that he is a martial arts practitioner and does not understand these.
Hua Mantian no longer despised this beggar's den-like place, took out a handful of copper coins, threw it into the clearing, and Bei Yidao also clenched the musket and prepared to shoot.
More than a dozen copper coins, with the slightest sound of breaking the air, swept through the clearing like lightning, and I don't know where they fell, but there was nothing abnormal.
"It's useless, I don't know how many layers this illusion covers, and it is fused by a strange force, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is half virtual and half real, ordinary means are not effective at all. ”
Yan Xu said with a solemn face, and at the same time let the two of them stay, and walked step by step to the seemingly unabnormal open space, who wanted to ignite a raging fire just after stepping under his feet, this is not illusory, but a real flame, burning out of thin air, Yan Xu remained silent, pinched a fire curse, the fire could not hurt him at all, and still stepped on the fire.
Halfway through, the fire went out, and streams of water poured out from the cracks in the stones, enveloping Yan Xu, and he wanted to drown him, but he couldn't help Yan Xu's water spell, so he could only subside.
Since then, no visions have occurred, but only Yan Xu knows that the real test has just begun.
Hua Mandi, who stayed in place, suddenly rubbed his eyes, and was surprised to find that the weeds under Yan Xu's feet grew rapidly as if they had accelerated time, and then withered rapidly in a very short period of time, and then rejuvenated again, as if one reincarnation was constantly being staged, what a terrifying power this was, even Bei Yidao was stunned.
One step is a reincarnation, one step is a year, and the clothes on Yan Xu's body seem to have really gone through this long time and began to become old and damaged.
But Yan Xu was not affected by the outside world at all, he didn't know when his expression became solemn, his hands were also closed in front of his chest, and the Diamond Sutra recited in his mouth became more and more low, but it seemed to resonate with himself.
The robe on Yan Xu's body turned into countless fragments, revealing a flawless body of muscles and bones, even Hua Mantian couldn't help but think that this was the best-looking body of muscles and bones in the world, it was simply a work of art, Bei Yidao touched his chest muscles, shook his head, and admitted defeat.
As the Diamond Sutra continues to resonate with itself, Yan Xu's body gradually changes into a bright brass, and then with the baptism of reincarnation in his footsteps, it gradually fades away a little bit of fire, becomes deeper and deeper, and finally becomes like the bronze color of the Buddha statue in the temple, at this time, the power of reincarnation also loses its effect, like water drops falling on the Buddha statue in the main hall, leaving no trace.
When a Diamond Sutra came to an end, Yan Xu slowly pushed out a palm, the palm of which was concave, and there was a feeling that the space was collapsing towards the palm.
In the eyes of Hua Mantian and Bei Yidao, with Yan Xu's palm, the clearing gradually faded and turned into black and white, and finally shattered to reveal a strange ancient tree under the cover.
The tree is said to be one, but it is divided in two from the roots, and one side is lush and vibrant, and even the dew on the leaves is full of life.
On the other side, like a demon, the branches were twisted, the body of the tree was dry, and a deep dark red faintly appeared in the cracks, like a dark fire about to be extinguished or dried blood vessels, which contrasted sharply with the other side.
Yan Xu walked to the tree, sat down cross-legged in front of the ancient tree, and in the blink of an eye, a tall and thin old monk appeared under the tree opposite Yan Xu, even if he sat cross-legged, he was as tall as ordinary people, and the appearance of the other party was like the ancient tree behind him, half withered and half glorious, Hua Mantian suddenly remembered a big man, the other party was obviously one of the four generals under the Tiger Head Taibao, the dead wood general Kurong old monk, I didn't expect the other party to have been living in seclusion here.
"This is the second time in the life of a poor monk to see the golden body of Buddhism!" Kurong Old Monk's eyes revealed a little excitement, which was very inconsistent with his appearance, obviously the cultivation of his heart was not at home, or Yan Xu's performance shocked his mind.
Yan Xu in this state was ethereal, and asked directly, and the old monk Kurong did not hide it, and told him about the past that no one knew so far.
It turned out that the body of the old monk was the ancient tree behind him, which had been growing beside the Shitan River until the arrival of a monk who was hunted down hundreds of years ago, and finally changed the fate of this ancient tree.
This nameless monk no one knows his origin, but he cultivated into a Buddhist golden body at a young age, but he was deeply trapped in love and couldn't extricate himself, and finally went mad and became a half-demon and half-Buddha, he killed the world when he was a demon, he saved sentient beings when he was a Buddha, and hated him as many people as those who believed in him.
But because of this, he was not tolerated by the righteous path and the devil's way, and was hunted down by both sides, and in the end, although he fought a bloody path, he also exhausted his vitality, chanted and sat under the tree, and ended his contradictory life.