However, it is said that in the White Horse Temple, in front of the statue of the Bodhisattva King of Jizo, a red and purple light rose from the two pieces of clothing, and rushed straight into the void with boundless karma. At this time, the ninety-nine eighty-one monks recited the most vicious part of the "Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra":

“...... If there are sentient beings who come out of the body and blood of the Buddha, slander the Three Jewels, and do not respect the scriptures, they should also fall into the infernal hell, hundreds of billions of eons, and seek an indefinite period. If there are sentient beings who intrude on the permanent residence, defile the monks and nuns, or engage in selfish deeds**, or kill or harm, then they should fall into the infernal hells, eons of eons, and seek an indefinite ......."

It was not until this part of the sutra was recited that the red light slowly dissipated, and no matter how the eighty-one monks recited the sutra, there was no trace of Buddha light rising from the two clothes. A breeze passed, and the two pieces of clothing turned into ashes, slowly drifting between heaven and earth.

Barely finished singing the whole "Dizang Bodhisattva Sutra", the eighty-one monks who formed a nine-palace array could no longer support it, their faces were gray, their eyes were blank, and the monks were shocked, and hurriedly beckoned a large number of small Shani to come forward, and carried these big monks to the meditation room one by one, and offered water and food.

"Now, the Bodhisattva has a sense, this thief who killed Huikong, together with Du Aotian, who injured the foundation of Emptiness, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape reincarnation. There was no trace of anxiety on the face of the theorem Zen master, and there was only infinite joy.

The centering Zen master nodded and said with a smile: "This Dashangjue Temple is worthy of being a famous ancient temple in the Western Regions, and it must have its reason for inheritance to this day. Today, it seems that this background is profound, but it is worthy of our deliberate friendship. ”

He immediately nodded, took out a bottle of elixir from his sleeve, and walked towards Master Tongji's meditation room......

Not to mention the joy in this White Horse Temple, but it is said that in the Fu Sect that day, there is already a mess at the moment.

I saw a red and purple halo falling from the sky, directly submerging into the body of Lin Chengzhao, who was wearing a double dragon robe and chanting. The classic in Lin Chengzhao's mouth stopped, and he fell directly to the ground, and he didn't know what to do.

As soon as the sound of chanting stopped, this ritual was naturally cut off. The entire three piles and nearly a hundred talisman seals placed under the statue of the ancestor of the Heavenly Fu Sect were instantly burned to ashes. But that didn't attract the attention of these Taoist priests at all, and I saw more than a dozen Taoist priests rushing to Lin Chengzhao's side to help him calm down.

At this moment, Lin Chengzhao's face was like gold paper, and the spirit in his body was fluttering like a broken candle in the wind, and it seemed that if there was another gust of wind blowing, it would disappear in an instant. An old Taoist took out a pill that protected the soul with some pain, pried open Lin Chengzhao's mouth and took it for him.

The pill entered the abdomen, and immediately turned into a warm current, rushing directly to the Purple Mansion, forming a cyan barrier around Lin Chengzhao's extinguished soul, barely protecting Lin Chengzhao's soul, this old Taoist hurriedly said: "Poor Dao, this elixir, is not a life-saving elixir, but a life-saving treasure." I also hope that all of you Daoist friends will quickly invite the Venerable Master Linghui to come here and make a decision. ”

This sentence woke up the person in the dream, and in an instant, two Taoist priests turned into a breeze and walked towards the cave of the Venerable Master Linghui, who didn't know that the Venerable Master Linghui looked at his closed disciple Lin Chengzhao, just like the flesh of his heart?

The Taoist priests who thought of this stubble looked at this old Taoist who used pills to save his life with different eyes. Using a elixir to catch the line of the Venerable Master Linghui, so that the Venerable Master Linghui owes him a favor because of his beloved disciples, this transaction will only make money and not lose money no matter what!

After a while, a fresh breeze blew into the main hall. When the breeze dissipated, an old man who was no more than five feet tall and had a clumsy and strange face appeared in the main hall, his face full of worry and undisguised, who was it if he was not the Venerable Linghui?

In the respectful greeting photos of the elders in the hall, the Venerable Linghui blushed and used his divine sense to probe Lin Chengzhao's body inside and out. When his divine sense entered the Purple Mansion and saw Lin Chengzhao's crumbling divine soul, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and said with a cold face: "Okay, these thieves are bald, and the poor Dao has never provoked them, but they have calculated with the poor Dao." ”

The Venerable Master Linghui opened his mouth at this sentence, and there were still people who didn't understand right and wrong at the big and small old ways next to him? No one dared to ask at the moment, but there were a few vicious people who were calculating how many monks they would kill, and they would be unlucky.

I saw the Venerable Master Linghui take out a palm-sized gourd from his sleeve, pour out a pill of elixir, and stuff it directly into Lin Chengzhao's mouth. The medicinal power of this elixir is at least a hundred times stronger than Fang Cai's old-fashioned elixir. I saw that Lin Chengzhao's Purple Mansion was like a thunderbolt, and a powerful medicinal power was directly replenished into his divine soul!

Lin Chengzhao's soul, which was originally like a candle in the wind, underwent earth-shaking changes at this moment, and the originally faint shadow condensed in an instant, although his eyes were still closed, but his complexion was already many times better.

Seeing that Lin Chengzhao's condition had stabilized, the Venerable Master Linghui breathed a sigh of relief, and while pouring a breath of true qi into Lin Chengzhao, he asked, "Fang Cai, who hanged his life for Yixin?"

A burst of joy suddenly flashed on the face of the old man, and he stood up in the envious, jealous and hateful eyes of the rest of the people: "Back to the Venerable, the younger generation is just at the right time. ”

What this Linghui Master hated the most in his life was that he was verbose, and how could these old and small masters who had been practicing under the Heavenly Fu Sect for a long time not know?

The Venerable Master Linghui nodded, shook his hand and threw over a copy of the formula, and said, "If you have saved one heart, it is the lineage of the path of grace and poverty, and the path of grace and poverty. This "Compilation of the Secret Book of Spirit Runes" has been edited by Poor Dao in recent days, so you can take it and watch it. If you don't understand something, you can go to the poor road and listen to the lecture three times. ”

What a book compiled by the Venerable Master Linghui himself! Three times I had the opportunity to listen to the scriptures under the Venerable Master!

Hearing these two rewards, many veterans around showed a look of remorse. If they knew that a pill of "Continuation Elixir" could have such a miraculous effect, even if the elixir was used to save their lives, they would take it out without hesitation!

Regardless of the racing of the minds of these veterans, the Venerable Master of Linghui, who had finished that true qi, began to pinch his fingers to calculate the cause and effect. I saw a breath of fresh air rising from the top of the Venerable Master's head, and in the blink of an eye, a three-foot-radius cyan lotus flower was condensed on the Venerable Master's head!

Gathering the three flowers on the head and condensing the five qi in the chest are the most important parts that must be experienced on the way to cultivating the truth! Under the Venerable Master's careful calculations, this unintentional hand really shocked many people. For a while, I don't know how many people have calculated in their hearts how profound the Dao of the Venerable Master Linghui is, whether that realm is the stage of attaining the Dan or the stage of the primordial infancy?

As the Venerable Master Linghui continued to calculate, the nearby Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gradually stirred, and a large gray-black cloud condensed out with these Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi and gradually took shape. And the Venerable Linghui's face was like a dark cloud overhead, getting darker and darker.

A breeze blew, and a well-proportioned figure slowly appeared in the breeze, it was none other than the Venerable Qingquan, the contemporary sect leader of the Heavenly Fu Sect. I saw that the Venerable Master did not speak, but just put a hand against the back of the Venerable Master's heart, and I saw that the Venerable Master Linghui's speed of pinching the seal became faster and faster in an instant.

"What a thief bald! What a thief is bald!" Master Linghui stopped calculating, and his face turned blue for a while. Turning into a cyan thunderbolt, he was about to fly towards the mountain gate, but was grabbed by the Venerable Master Qingquan.

The soft voice of the Venerable Qingquan sounded, like a murmuring stream, with a calming power in it: "Third Elder, why are you so angry?

"The bald donkeys of the White Horse Temple, together with the bald donkeys of the Dashangjue Temple in the Western Regions, used the secret method of Buddhism to calculate the life of the precious apprentice of the poor road. If it weren't for the fact that Poor Dao came in time after receiving the news, and there was the mercy of his fellow disciples, the precious apprentice of Poor Dao would have been killed by them. Soul into the Nine Secluded Realms, even if the poor Dao has all kinds of mana, it will definitely be in vain!" said the Master Linghui through gritted teeth, the anger in his words forcing everyone around him to take a step back.

Hearing this, the Venerable Master Qingquan raised his eyebrows, and a contemplative look appeared on his handsome face: "The Great Shangjue Temple in the Western Regions, although it has been inherited for a long time, is both good and evil, if they harm their hearts, it is possible. But the White Horse Temple is the authentic sect of my Central Xuanmen, and it pays the most attention to karma and good fortune, how can it ......"

"Poor Dao's calculation, this spell is aimed at the two of them. Although the whereabouts of the other force are unknown, it must have been directed at Lin Haoyu, who had harmed the Huikong monk some time ago and was famous for the good and evil, right? These bald donkeys, with a benevolent face and a poisonous heart, carried out this plot against a disciple who was only in the foundation building period, presumably Lin Haoyu had already lost his soul!" Linghui Venerable's voice was full of disdain, but more of anger.

Master Qingquan was silent, and the death of Monk Huikong was a big deal in both good and evil, so how could he not know? But he still shook his head and said: "The third elder still needs to dissipate his anger, it is better for the sect to come forward in this matter, and you and I cannot get out of this realm in terms of cultivation and identity." ”

When the Venerable Master Linghui heard this, he also seemed to have thought of some obstacles, and his face was not very good for a while. He snorted coldly, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you, senior brother." But if there is no answer to this matter, then the White Horse Temple, together with the Western Regions Dashangjue Temple, will have a blood feud with the Dharma lineage of the Poor Dao!"

After that, the Venerable Master Linghui turned to the old Taoists who were standing aside and said, "His Buddhism has a secret method that traps and harms people, could it be that my Taoist has no tricks to save people?