The idiot monk beckoned gently, and the lotus platform in the air flew over, and when he pointed it, the lotus platform disintegrated, and a bunch of people appeared on the ground, which were those pilgrims.

At the same time, there was a gust of yin wind around him, and Li Qing opened his eyes to see that all the yin souls in the sky were gone, and they were hovering in the air.

The Jingwei bird on its shoulder suddenly let out a cry and circled around one of the small ghost creatures.

Li Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, the aura around him surged, and he said unceremoniously, "Great monk, since the Yaksha has something to do with you, I'm afraid the cause and effect here is not so simple, right?"

"There is no treasure in the south. "The idiot monk folded his hands," in the past, the Taoist ancestor turned Hu into a Buddha and established a Taoist system in the side door, which is the way to liberation and the method of self-crossing.

At the end of this road, all the troubles can be broken, and the reincarnation will be forever lost, but unfortunately if you go up, the road ahead has been broken. The old monk was obsessed with his life in his heart, and his golden body was broken, so he cut this thought away, and he was afraid that he would do evil, so he gave his heart to him. The Yaksha seen by the Taoist friends is the infatuation of the old monk.

The old monk became obsessed because of seeking Buddha, and if he wanted to become a Buddha, he needed to practice the Bodhisattva path, and it happened to be a hungry tiger eating people, and the Yaksha fed the tiger with his heart, which was a good root and a good cause. ”

The monk sighed when he said this.

Li Qingdao said, "Good roots produce evil fruits, that Yaksha is originally a yin ghost, and he has no heart, so he can only eat people's plasma to survive." If you have committed such a sin, you will not want to erase it all without a word, will you?"

After a pause, he looked at Xiao Jingwei, who was screaming from time to time in the air, and said fiercely, "I only ask you, can these people still be saved?"

As Li Qing's mind changed, the infinite aura surged, the law and meaning were outlined and manifested, and an illusory mountain in the air loomed.

"Buddha Amitayus. The monk smiled slightly, "Great cultivators, there is no cause and effect. The Buddha still has a golden spear to pierce his feet, and the report of Mamai in March, the old monk is inevitable. ”

The monk sat cross-legged, folded his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and said a word.

"The supreme and profound subtle Dharma, millions of calamities have been encountered, and I have seen and heard it today, and I am willing to understand the true righteousness of the truth. ”

Buddha chanting.

"I respectfully ask for the merciful support of the Bodhisattva of the Great Compassion of the Nam No Great Compassion. ”

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was in Litian, speaking for the mother. At that time, the ten directions of the immeasurable world, it cannot be said that all the Buddhas, and the great Bodhisattva Mokossa, came to assemble. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha ......"

The monks recite it in Sanskrit, but everyone can understand the true meaning.

The sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus. The monk has a golden light on his body.

For a while, night was like day, and within a radius of 100 miles, everyone felt their hearts and bowed to the head of this place.

A group of evil ghosts will be illuminated by the Buddha's light, manifested, smallpox falls on their bodies, their demeanor becomes serene, and their bodies are less evil.

The dejected pilgrims were wrapped in the golden lotus by the heavenly flowers, and the lotus flowers fell off in a moment, and everyone seemed to be reborn, regained their true nature, bowed to the idiot monks, sat cross-legged on the ground, and recited the scriptures.

"The disciple is an idiot, and he is willing to dedicate himself to the creditors who have been wronged for many generations. Pray to the Bodhisattvas of the Great Compassion of Nam Mu to exalt them, so that their karma will be eliminated and they will be free from suffering and happy. ”

"May this merit be a solemn Buddha in the Pure Land. Report the fourfold grace, and the three hardships of the next aid. ”

"Nan no Great Compassion Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

The monk's words fell, and he set himself on fire without fire, and in a moment there was only one relic left in the air.

The relics are shining with golden light, and the light of the Buddha shines down.

Those yin ghosts who were victimized by the Yaksha and only had their souls left, were swept away by this Buddha's light, and their karma was completely eliminated and their minds were revived.

All those who had reached the end of their longevity bowed to the relics, followed those bad ghosts, and went to the underworld.

They are all blessed with profound merit, and they will be able to enjoy a lifetime of prosperity and freedom from disease and disaster in the next life.

Yang Shou is not over, but he died in vain, and he was reborn with his body through the relics, and his soul returned to his place, and he could also have peace for the rest of his life.

The body of the small stone, which had already become a dry corpse, gradually swelled, as if it was filled with flesh and blood, and the soul was attracted by this, returned to its place, and slowly opened its eyes.

The Jingwei bird let out a cheerful cry, and its body fell, revealing the shape of a sycamore, holding a small stone and chirping to vent its excitement.

The colorful tiger suddenly opened its mouth, spit out a heart with golden light from its abdomen, and as soon as the Buddha's light fell, dozens of ghosts drilled out of the heart, and they were also transformed by the Buddha's light, eliminating karma.

"Daddy!" Sycamore exclaimed as he looked at one of the hunter-like ghosts.

The ghost beckoned to the sycamore and the small stone, and a big smile appeared on his face.

Sycamore was about to pounce, but the ghost had already turned and followed the bad generals.

The heart that emitted golden light in the air turned into a "swastika" character, which was printed on the forehead of the tiger, and the colorful tiger bowed down, raised its forelimbs, and performed a Buddhist salute.

The relics gradually dissipated, and the phantom of the wandering monk re-manifested in the air, smiling at Li Qing's chin.

Li Qing bowed slightly, and snorted, "Supreme Heavenly Venerable!"

The idiot monk turned his head to look at a certain place in the void again, and gave the Buddha salute, "Nan Wu Duo Bao is like a Buddha!

Li Qingfa's eyes opened, and then he looked at it, and saw that there were divine beasts in the void, with horns like deer, heads like camels, mouths like donkeys, eyes like turtles, ears like cows, scales like fish, whiskers like shrimps, belly like snakes, feet like eagles, and full of nine dislikes, which are the divine beasts under the throne of the King of the Earth.

Di Ting replied to the idiot monk, his body shook slightly, and he had already broken through the space.

The idiot monk's eyes were closed, and his expression was peaceful. The figure gradually dissipated, and there was nothing left in the air.

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable!" Li Qing's heart was touched, and he didn't stay any longer, rolled up his sleeve robe, and urged him to carry out the golden light method, and he had already returned to the Taoist temple with the sycamore and the small stone.

......

Spring rain is as moist as oil.

It has been more than half a month since the Thousand Buddha Temple, Li Qing supported himself with clouds, standing on the roof of the Taoist temple, the drizzle of cow hair fell tricklingly, and it didn't take long to wet Li Qing's Taoist clothes.

The country of bhikshus is thousands of miles away from Qiyun Mountains, and it is natural to see nothing when you look at the past here.

But Li Qing always likes to stand here and look in that direction, he will not forget that there is a big demon entrenched there, and he will not forget that there was once a big city called Qiyun.

Sending cold stars to Quan without noticing, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.

"Sir. A Jingwei bird flew over, swirling around Li Qing, and said, "What are you looking at?"

Li Qing pointed in the direction of Qiyunling and said, "There used to be a big city there. ”

The Jingwei Bird flew into the air, saw nothing, and landed again, curious, "Is it bigger than our bhikshu country?"

"I don't think so. ”

"Oh. Wutong hasn't been out of the country of bhikshus yet, what's the name of that big city?"

Li Qing was silent for a while, the clouds swirled, and his figure fell back into the view, "Now that big city has disappeared." ”

"Ahh