The Sanskrit sound is loud and resounding throughout the sky.

It is not the first time Ren Qinglian has heard Xuanzang chanting, but she has never felt like this now.

The inner peace seems to have forgotten all the troubles, the mind is empty, and there is no need to think about anything.

He subconsciously looked at the mother and daughter, and when he saw their looks, he knew that this feeling was not his hallucination.

Even the giant spirit god had a little more peace in his eyes than usual.

In order to show the subtleties of Buddhism in front of Liu Boqin, Xuanzang's whole state has reached a state of excitement.

Although his Buddhist attainments in this life are still very limited, the part of his soul that belongs to the golden cicada's Buddhist comprehension is deep in the bone marrow. Coupled with the merits accumulated in the tenth reincarnation, the wisps of breath inadvertently revealed are all Buddha's light shining and warming people's hearts and lungs, making the effect of him pretending to be a ghost this time is surprisingly good.

Ren Qinglian woke up from that artistic conception, looked at Master Xuanzang again, and sure enough, he found wisps of golden aura surrounding him.

There is very little light in the Buddha, but it is very real. So that every wisp of dust in the air becomes like gold, flowing bright.

Such a scene couldn't help but make Ren Qinglian a little vigilant. Xuanzang is still a mortal, he can do this, if he is an arhat, a bodhisattva or something like that, wouldn't he be able to spit lotus flowers in his mouth, and the ground gushes with golden springs, and he will be able to temper himself in a few words.

Although he has no prejudice against Buddhism, he shuddeers at the thought of being humanized and living in this world like a puppet from now on.

But the giant spirit god has seen a big scene, and the Buddha preached, which time is not the earth gushing with golden springs and golden lotuses. In addition to marveling at the unabated Taoism of this golden cicada, he is now more of a relief-

With the help of the merit aura exuded by Xuanzang's chanting, let his old man wash away the sins on his body and be reincarnated in the future, which can be regarded as cutting off the red dust for his wife and mother, which will be of great benefit to the next practice of the two.

Ren Qinglian naturally wouldn't know that the seemingly honest and honest giant spirit god in front of her would actually have a thousand calculations.

However, after seeing the miraculous effect of Xuanzang's chanting, he began to be a little curious, whether that Mrs. Liu would really come to give them a dream tonight.

On this day, Xuanzang was almost chanting. Starting from the Sutra of Past Lives, to the Lotus Sutra and the Mida Sutra, every time he recites it, he will have a different understanding, which makes him a little immersed in it, and his belief in learning the scriptures becomes more and more unswerving.

It wasn't until Liu Boqin and others offered all kinds of incense, turned the gods into paper horses, and burned the dead Wenshu that the Buddhist work was completed.

At this time, it was getting late, and everyone had a simple meal and slept peacefully.

Ren Qinglian didn't feel sleepy, and while meditating and practicing in the room, she remembered that Mrs. Liu would give everyone a dream tonight, and she deliberately kept a mind.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the courtyard to have a cold and void atmosphere.

Guessing that this was the breath of the Netherworld Hell, Ren Qinglian's body flashed, and she came to the window, poked a hole, and looked out.

The courtyard was empty, but in the gaze of the Nine Mysterious Pupils, he still found an unusual aura.

Near the main house, there seemed to be a few more illusory smokes, and those cold and empty breaths came from those smokes.

"Is this a ghost?" Ren Qinglian muttered.

At this moment, an illusory aura had drifted into the main house.

Soon, Liu's mother, who was immersed in her sleep, dreamed of a familiar figure.

Ren Qinglian guessed that it must be that Mrs. Liu was dreaming of his wife and daughter, and she was amazed, so she planned to go back and continue her cultivation.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the few breaths left in the courtyard suddenly walked towards him.

Before Ren Qinglian could figure out what was going on, the whole room was dark, and the cold breath spread everywhere, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into a 10,000-year cold pool.

When the wind blew, he saw a few sparks suddenly appear on the ground, and the next moment, several ethereal chains appeared out of thin air and wound around him.

"Yin Misery Soul Hook?" Ren Qinglian didn't have time to think carefully, took a deep breath, and used the ethereal body technique to avoid the entanglement of the chains.

After a brief moment of panic, he calmed down, and his mind carefully probed the movement around him.

At this time, a dark wind had already struck.

The strong cold aura was like a palm force, making his body shake slightly from afar.

Ren Qinglian took a deep breath and used her body technique to avoid it again.

There was already a loud bang behind him, and the original wooden bed exploded in all directions.

"!"

Ren Qinglian's eyes suddenly swelled with a cold divine light, her eyebrows furrowed, her right hand sank, and with a soft sound of "snort!", the ancient sword was already unsheathed.

Riding the sword in the air, a cyan light curtain filled his surroundings in an instant, and the pervasive sword qi sneered.

"Aren't we right in front of you, why, can't you see?" At the same time as the voice came from all directions, the room flashed with a ghostly light, and there were three more green eyes, which were very terrifying.

"Ghostly ghosts, three little ghosts jumping off the beam, aren't you afraid of attracting the attention of the master here?"

Ren Qinglian protected her body with a sword curtain, dodged a few cold winds, and said coldly.

"Haha, don't worry, even if the sky falls here, no one will come to save you. One of the little ghosts said arrogantly, laughed strangely, and conjured up a ghost claw and grabbed Ren Qinglian's head.

Ren Qinglian snorted coldly, used her fingers as a sword, and slashed at it.

I heard a muffled hum, and the ghost figure dispersed and became a few black gases, and it took a long time to reunite together.

When Ren Qinglian saw it, she frowned secretly.

The recondensed ghost had already exclaimed, "Big brother, this person is strange, and his blood is masculine and strong, just right for us. ”

Another ghost shouted, "Shut up, there are Mani beads, how can you allow others to run rampant." Everyone stepped up their attacks, and I don't believe he was iron-clad. ”

When the words fell, the green light and black shadow flashed, and three ghosts flew rapidly, sending out one or two painless ghost techniques around Ren Qinglian from time to time, as if they were looking for an opportunity to break through the sword curtain.

Ren Qinglian was secretly surprised, he already knew from the Giant Spirit God that the vicinity of this Five Elements Mountain was shrouded in the prohibition of the Buddha Gate, could it be that the Mani Bead they mentioned was some kind of magic weapon that made the prohibition here lose its effect.

"Who the hell is going to deal with me!" Not long ago, he thought that it might be safer to have the brand of Wuchao Zen Master on his body, and it was only a few days before someone came looking for him.

Thinking of this, he said tentatively: "Are there any mistakes in the ghost brothers, but they are the entourage of the Buddhist scriptures!"

The leading ghost stared at him and smiled: "That's right, the brothers are looking for you, your longevity is over, obediently follow the brothers to report to the Lord of Yama, and you will be spared some pain." ”

Ren Qinglian sneered: "I'm not busy, I still have a question I want to ask." ”

"What nonsense, you're just a dying man, why should we answer you?" said the little imp who had been badly injured by him.

Ren Qinglian no longer covered up the blood and qi on her body, and even deliberately revealed the blood river breath of the undersea chakra.

When the little ghost in the lead saw it, he changed color slightly, and finally nodded and said, "You ask." ”

"Who wants my life!" Ren Qinglian stared at the three little ghosts.