Chapter 211: White Bone Incense
Fang Yanying would not refuse Uncle Shi's request, so she asked, "Uncle Shi asked me to pick up something?"
Shen Lian's eyes drooped, and he gently tapped the sword body of the Five Elements Divine Sword with his index finger, and said lightly: "You went, and when you saw the monk in the temple, you asked him for a drop of 'Amilido'." ”
Fang Yanying lowered her head, saluted her uncle slightly, and prepared to go, without asking what would happen if she didn't give it.
She just went to take it, and if she didn't give it, she could still take it.
Seeing that she was just about to start, Shen Lian handed her the divine sword wrapped in strips of cloth in his hand, and said softly, "Take it with you." ”
Fang Yanying took the sword, then went down the mountain and headed towards the majestic city in front.
Her breath was no different from the breath of the sword, and as she walked over, she felt the vitality of heaven and earth, like a tidal wave, the person who hit her and the divine sword wrapped in cloth in her hand, but her whole person and the sword were like a bottomless black hole, let the spiritual tide wash away, always silent and unchanged.
From a distance, I already feel that the city is very high, and when I get closer, I feel even more vast.
As she walked into the city, she gradually saw a plaque, and then a text appeared, which she did not recognize, but understood the meaning of the text - 'Katsukanji Temple'.
Fang Yanying easily entered the Shengguan Temple, and also felt that after entering, Uncle Shi's gaze on her disappeared.
She saw a monk, very old, very old, with a slumped body, and the appearance of a candle in his last years.
"What is the donor doing here?" asked the old monk.
Fang Yanying said extremely politely: "I want to ask the master for a drop of 'Amilidu'." ”
The old monk shook his head and said, "There is no 'Amilidu' here. ”
Fang Yanying knew that Uncle Shi would never lie to her, she knew that there must be, so she stared at the old monk tightly, but if he didn't say it, what should she do with him.
The old monk was stared at by her for a long time, but instead of being annoyed, he suddenly smiled and said, "Do you know what Amiletus is?"
Fang Yanying paused and said very frankly: "I don't know." ”
The old monk showed a mysterious smile and said in a quiet tone: "It is the immortal medicine of the Buddhism, the same as the immortal elixir of the Taoism, if a person takes a drop, he can be immortal, but its appearance is the gathering of the power of countless deceased, and there is only such a drop." ”
Then Fang Yanying smelled a faint fragrance, and her eyes were full of boundless white bones.
She understood, the fragrance was coming from the white bones, and it was the fragrance of the white bones. The bones moved, quickly piled up, the old monk sat on the hill of white bones, his shriveled skin was full of flesh and blood, there was a crackling sound, his bones were changing, and the whole person looked extremely tall.
This is a victory made of white bones, here is a temple of the dead, the old monk's spirit has changed, looking at all things, there is a kind of domineering spirit.
He said in a loud voice: "Donor, if you don't leave, just stay here." ”
Fang Yanying knew why such a large city-like temple could be built in the wasteland, because the people in the temple didn't have to think about eating, drinking, and Lazar at all, even if there were people here, they were still dead.
Those bones, which were once living creatures, are now dead.
The monk was only dressed in a hundred robes, but at this time, there was a soft light like water, flowing from his sleeve, covering the entire Shengguan Temple with a thin veil.
Fang Yanying could clearly feel the vast power of the monk, and it was also a Buddhist power that was very different from the Taoist mana, and he had an extremely advanced Dharma, but Fang Yanying didn't know if he was a deceased person.
Shen Lian stood on the top of the city in the distance, Fang Yanying couldn't feel him, even the monks couldn't find him, he quietly watched everything inside, those soft white Buddha lights, easily passed through his body, as if he didn't exist in this heaven and earth.
A long time ago, Shengguan Temple was a huge temple in the north, and there were countless monks living in it, until one day a high monk passed away, and all the people here became dead overnight, and they were not allowed to exceed, and the resentment was so great that people and gods were angry.
Later, all the grievances were concentrated on the Dharma body of the high monk's death, and a corpse king was achieved, because he got the Dharma and the grievances of the dead, and the unity of good and evil, so no matter which master of the Taoist Buddha, it was difficult to help him, and he could not leave the Shengguan Temple, and over time, he was forgotten in the far north.
Even if there are living creatures living in this area, they know that this place cannot be visited by living creatures, so there is no one around.
Xu was because he hadn't met a living creature for too long, so the Corpse King said something more.
The corpse king's eyes glowed red, and the white bones of the Sen Sen who sat down turned bloody, and then one by one the dead souls crawled out of the white bones.
Groups of revenants wrapped Fang Yanying in groups, and she clung to her sword, not daring to be careless.
When she didn't have an uncle, she could keep the concept of killing, and now she has increased her magical powers, and she also has the Five Elements Divine Sword.
So under guard, it is a clear sword heart, and she can clearly perceive the emotions of each soul, unwillingness, resentment, and a trace of unbearability buried in the deepest part of her heart.
Because most of these dead souls are monks in Shengguan Temple, and they have a compassionate nature.
Fang Yanying let out a sigh from the bottom of her heart, even if she didn't know the origin of the dead soul, it was not grass and trees, and she knew that she was afraid that there were few evil deeds in her life.
She tore open the strip of cloth, and the sword body sank like water, without five colors.
Fang Yanying's slender fingers flicked on the sword body lightly~lightly, and the soft Buddha light emitted from the body of the corpse king was engulfed by a black hole in an instant, and the heavens and the earth fell into darkness.
Then a chilling ghost fire lit up, almost burning the corner of Fang Yanying's clothes.
With a low groan, the sword body was agitated, and the soft Buddha light that was swallowed up, accompanied by the endless wave of heaven and earth vitality, like a flood of sea water pouring, in the blink of an eye, it was already a surging tide, and the entire Shengguan Temple was submerged in the wave, and all the dead souls and white bones were washed away.
Fang Yanying's body floated in the air, his toes were on the high waves, his mood became more and more gloomy, and suddenly there was a finger in front of him, piercing out of the waves, and in an instant, it turned into a divine peak that reached the sky and the clouds, which was bound to destroy the small Fang Yanying.
This was the power of the Golden Body Arhat Level, and Fang Yanying knew that he couldn't defeat the other party.
But she still wanted to give it a try.
At this time, she faced the blow of this peerless Buddha power, her mind suddenly drifted away, remembering the time when she was on the road with her uncle in the past, in the cold night, her uncle held the sword against Ziwei Yuan, the endless star power was more vast than the peerless mana of the person in front of her, she became more and more ancient, and the stars of Lingtai Zifu were lit up, which were all the stars of Ziwei Yuan, shining with starlight, and the vast and mysterious universe was her strongest backing.
The wave of vitality that flooded the surroundings was inspired, and gathered between the square inches of the Five Elements Divine Sword, the law ~ like a wonderful life, like the heavens and stars.
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