In Qianjiang, Su He woke up and the big characters in the chat area filled the screen: "Senior Nanming, the altar has been built."
A ray of light fell on Suhe Island and transformed into the real person of Nanming. Immediately after the rays of light fell one after another, more than thirty people from Qianjiang gathered on the small island of Suhe.
Master Nan Ming had bubbles above his head: "My dear friend, are you going to start summoning the soul of Qianqianzi?"
The summoning method Ji Feixue had already been passed along with the altar construction method.
Su He shook his head: "I can't do the summoning and sacrificial dance. The sharks under my command are doing the sacrificial summons, and I'm on the side to protect the law."
"That's fine!" Master Nan Ming nodded. The Dragon Turtle is really not suitable for summoning souls, as its true energy and magical powers are too overbearing. Summoning the soul mainly uses the power of the altar, and the summoner is just a guide. It is naturally better to have a higher level of Taoism, but as long as you reach the realm of demon transformation, it is enough.
The inscription on the half-exploded alchemy furnace above Taoist Shenchen's head is: "Is it possible that my little friend is projecting the scene of the altar in Qianjiang River?"
"Okay!" Su He nodded.
Retrospective playback is one's own memory, but what you see is naturally retained in your mind and turned into memory. Strictly speaking, rewinding cannot be broadcast in real time. In fact, there is a momentary delay, but it is just an imperceptible trace.
After using the backtrack function, a video played in front of me. It was the altar scene, but Su He was nowhere to be seen. This was broadcast from Su He's perspective.
"The eclipse soul altar of the Spirit Clan?" Taoist Shen Chen was startled. If there is any clan in the universe that has the most thorough study of the divine soul, it is the Spirit clan. The Eldar themselves are existences similar to divine souls.
Master Nanming shook his head: "I just made reference to the Spirit Clan's Eclipse Sun Altar. Fairy Ji made changes to the altar. Otherwise, the original Eclipse Sun Altar would have taken at least a month to be properly arranged."
Taoist Shenchen nodded. At first glance, this altar looked like the Spirit Clan altar. After a second glance, you could see the difference. The Spirit Clan altar was much darker than this one.
After all, it is a race that relies on curses to rule the roost.
"Fairy Ji should know better about this altar, but it's a pity that Fairy Ji is not here."
As soon as the inscription on Taoist Shenchen's alchemy tripod appeared, everyone looked at Su He. Su He opened his mouth. He didn't know where Ji Feixue had gone. There has been no news since he left three months ago.
Su He looked around. Changing the topic: "Master Sanxiang may not have seen you for a long time."
After he first learned that Feng Yiju could forcibly transform people, Monk Sanxiang once solved his doubts, but he rarely saw him after that. It has not appeared for nearly a year now.
Taoist Shenchen laughed loudly, but he did not laugh, but the bubbles in the shape of the alchemy furnace above his head trembled up and down, showing the joy in his heart: "Monk Na Se made the ninety-sixth great vow to cultivate the body of the Immovable Ming King, and this time he still did the same. If you practice closed-mouth meditation, you won’t be able to reveal your body.”
The war cultivator next to him also made a laugh, with bubbles on his head: "Guess how long this old monk can stay here?"
The old monk could not bear the thought of being motionless for thousands of years.
Fairy Junlan was beside him and said with a smile: "Three years! It can't be any less. Master Three Phases last time lasted for three years."
Taoist Shen Chen hummed twice, and the alchemy furnace above his head turned into normal bubbles: "Last time was special, he fell asleep. This time, Master Gu Jingzhai Guiyuan is personally guarding him, and he can't sleep for up to two years, and no more." !”
Su He had a question mark on his head. He also knew something about Buddhist practice in this world. Those that require great aspiration to practice are all the Dharma of ascending to heaven, the true and profound Dharma.
And this is the ninety-sixth time I have made great ambitions... Do I treat great ambitions like cabbage? I'm afraid this is not a fake monk! Only mortals who do not practice Buddhism dare to make vows at will.
Moreover, making great wishes in Buddhism is very similar to praying to heaven and earth. If you make great wishes to heaven and earth, all living beings will respond. If you don’t respond to this Buddhist teaching, you will not be able to practice it, and you will be punished by heaven.
Taoist Shenchen patted Su He's turtle shell and said, "Don't compare yourself to that monk. That monk was born as a son of the Buddha. His vows are like drinking water, and he responds as he wishes. He has not kept any of the rules and precepts. Gu Jingzhai still regards him as a treasure, but …”
Taoist Shen Chen smiled even more happily: "You will die for your own sins! That monk entered Buddhism very early, and has long been young forever. But once he made a great vow, he became older. Three hundred years ago, he still had the same face. The handsome young monk is now an old monk with wrinkles on his face.”
Everyone was talking and laughing, but their voices gradually became lower, and they all looked at Su He. They are all beings who have been practicing for an unknown amount of time. Even if they have to become immortals with swords and axes, they can still laugh. But it is a matter of how heavy it is to deal with fellow Taoist souls.
Master Nanming is a bit more subdued. He has been in Qianqianzi's cave, guarding the golden lotus that protects the Tao, so he can feel Qianqianzi's state better.
At this moment, he has completely stopped talking, and his real body is running the formation, cooperating with Su He to summon the soul at any time.
Su He nodded, and the dragon turtle chanted longly on the altar. Long Min came with a staff, bowed to Su He and climbed onto the altar.
Su He got off the altar and tried his best to control his momentum so as not to affect the summons.
Su Huanian came with a sword and landed next to Su He. He stood quietly and gathered his sword energy.
Long Min came on stage and put down a comb on the altar. It was Qianqianzi's personal belongings. Master Nanming got it from Qianqianzi Cave and handed it to Su He through the mysterious world.
You can use this as a guide to summon the spirit of Qianqianzi.
Long Min adjusts his breath, burns incense for a foot, bows to all directions, respects heaven and earth, jumps up and dances, dances and sings, like a witch or a blessing.
Especially with Long Min's old figure, he looks even more like him.
The distant and clear singing voice sounded on the altar. It was not a human singing but a soul-calling ceremony, and the dragon and min witch dance caused resonance in the world.
As the singing began, everything around him fell into a subordinate position, as if the entire altar was designed to draw out this sound.
Everyone in Qianjiang held their breath and watched the scene projected by Su He quietly. Taoist Shenchen said solemnly: "Don't be distracted. Remember the sacrificial dance and the song thoroughly. It's best to imprint it in your soul and never forget it!" It’s the Word!”
Human language speaks Tao, so non-Taoism cannot speak human language. Su He could not speak human words before he passed through the heavenly calamity and prayed to heaven and earth to get the charm of heaven and earth.
In turn, the agglomeration of the avenue may also produce human voices. Even mortals have encountered this phenomenon. The wind blows through the valley, but it makes human voices. He was even warning him not to enter the valley and what to do.
This is nature, hearing the voice of the great road as a mortal. If you realize that your future is limitless, and finally act according to the Tao, it will be easy to turn danger into safety and encounter the most precious treasure.
The soul-calling ritual adapted by Ji Feixue will resonate with the Tao and use the Tao to summon souls. If you memorize this sound, you will definitely make great progress on your journey to the soul.
At the same time that Taoist Shen Chen reminded her, Su Huanian had already sent a message to Su He: "Remember this dance, lyrics and music." In terms of knowledge, she far surpassed her husband.
As the Taoist sound spread, the entire altar and Long Min fell into an illusion, as if the space was distorted and they were not in the same world. There was a feeling of alienation coming from the altar.
Taoist Qianjiang Nei Shenchen looked at the picture and said: "The altar is now half virtual and half real, half in this world, and half using a wooden comb to explore the location of Qianqianzi's soul."
Su He nodded and understood. Just like fishing, when a person is on the shore, the fishing line has been thrown into the water, and the wooden comb is the bait.
The bait was thrown out, and the result was achieved in just a moment. A green flame suddenly ignited on the wooden comb, and Qianqianzi appeared in the flame, with surprise flashing in his eyes.
Found her spirit.
As soon as Qianqianzi appeared, he tried to get out of the flames, but at this moment, a big "卍" character appeared in the flames, suppressing Qianqianzi's soul.
"presumptuous!"
"Damn it!"
Qianjiang was full of people shouting and scolding, the swastika was preventing Qianqianzi’s soul from returning to its place, her soul was imprisoned!
"Roar!" Su He roared and rushed towards the altar. Su Huanian had already dodged and landed on the altar. He waved his hand lightly and sent Long Min off the altar. The fairy sword flicked into a sword light and hit the swastika.
The golden light of the swastika was strong, blocking the fairy sword back.
Huge power struck, and Su Huanian turned around and stood in the center of the altar. The flames on the wooden comb instantly weakened and were about to be extinguished at the sight of it.
Su Huanian's eyes narrowed slightly, he put the fairy sword aside, danced, took Long Min's seat, and summoned him personally. Ta Tian Er's majestic spiritual energy surged out.
The sound of Taoism gradually dissipated on the altar, and suddenly became melodious and clear. The same soul-calling, the same witchcraft dance performed by Su Huanian was completely different from that performed by Long Min. Even the sound was somewhat cold and quiet.
Su He jumped up, his consciousness quickly swayed in all directions, and at the same time he used his gaze to search in all directions.
Rocks, vegetation, and trees can no longer block the view.
The witchcraft had just started, and the soul of Qianqianzi was located and recalled immediately. Qianqianzi’s soul is not far from here!
Su He searched hard but found nothing.
Under the altar, the flame ignited again, but it could not recall Qianqianzi. Qianqianzi rushed left and right, but was always blocked by the swastika.
But the swastika tried to get into Qianqianzi's soul but couldn't. A faint golden light between the eyebrows completely blocked the swastika.
In Qianjiang Nei, Shen Chen left the chat window and directly said from his consciousness: "Nan Ming!"
Master Nanming's eyes were filled with anger and his expression was solemn: "Don't worry, there's no problem with me." He protected Qianqianzi's body and used it to protect his soul, so he was fine for the time being.
Moreover, Master Nanming had a vague feeling that in addition to the golden lotus he was running to protect the way, Qianqianzi's soul must have something else protecting him, otherwise the pressure on him would be even greater.
"Look for the Three Phases!" Master Nan Ming replied via voice transmission from his consciousness.
Even outsiders can see that it is Buddhist methods that suppress Qianqianzi's soul. For professional matters, find professionals.
When he said this, Taoist Shenchen had already landed on the island of Sanxiang Monk. With a wave of his hand, the small monastery rose from the ground and was thrown aside, revealing an old monk meditating with his eyes closed.
Master Sanxiang's practice of Fudo Mingwang and Shukou Zen did not take away Qianjiang's conscious body, but the conscious body fell into a state of being motionless, silent and indifferent to external affairs. The conscious body and the main body are synchronized, just like a dragon turtle egg in a mountain and sea.
Shen Chen rushed forward and slapped the old monk twice on the face.
"Wake up! Wake up you perverted monk!"
The slaps fell one after another, and everyone in Qianjiang was stunned. The method was rough but the effect was very good. In a moment, Master Sanxiang opened his eyes, and the bubbles above his head exploded: "Ge Laozi, your second uncle's ginseng, Buddha, I have just entered samadhi, you are a bastard seeking death..."
"Qianqianzi's soul has been suppressed!" Taoist Shenchen sent a message of thought that exploded in the monk's consciousness.
The monk was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Taoist Shenchen had already dragged him to Su He's island and pointed at the picture projected by Su He.
On the screen, the soul-calling altar is illusory, with beating flames. Qianqianzi's soul collides with it several times, but it still cannot jump over the swastika.
The three-phase monk, who was in a rage, suddenly calmed down, turned to Su He and said, "My little friend, please give me your address."
It is not difficult to locate the Xuanjie, just send a breath of your consciousness clone there. Taking over a little bit of Su He's consciousness, the three-phase monk slowly closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into the realm of Fudo Mingou again.
But just for a moment, a dull sound suddenly came from the space beside Su He outside Changyue Mansion, as if a fist was hitting the wall.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Then there was a loud explosion, and a red light smashed into the space and fell out.
The three-phase monk, covered in flames, suddenly landed next to Su He. He put his hands together and made a slight Buddha salute to Su He: "Thank you, little friend, for protecting Qianqianzi."
He flew down from the sky, walked towards the altar step by step, and bowed to Su Huanian: "Thank you, little fairy, and leave it to the poor monk next."
Fairy Qianjiang Nei Junlan spoke carefully with bubbles on her head: "Master Three Phases... is angry!"
She has never seen such a polite Three-phase Master.
Taoist Shenchen touched his beard and said with a hint of seriousness on his face: "Are you afraid that you have forgotten the origin of his name as a monk?"
Three hundred years ago, when Qianqianzi first entered Qianjiang, he was a handsome monk with three qualities. He looked straight at her, jumped over, and asked Qianqianzi: "Little fairy, if I return to secular life, can I marry you?"
Qianqianzi was stunned.
Then, the three-phase consciousness was beaten by Ji Feixue. The real body was beaten by Gu Jingzhai's master.
The three-phase monk calmed down and became honest.
Now, Qianqianzi's consciousness has been suppressed, and she is still suppressed by Buddhist methods.
One can imagine what the three-phase monk was thinking.
After sending Su Huanian off to the altar politely, Monk Sanxiang took off the beads on his neck and threw them into the sky. The flames on the comb that were about to disperse instantly rekindled, even more powerful than when Su Huanian summoned his soul. Covering the entire altar.
Qian Qianzi's whole body was no longer exposed, as if she could sense it through space.
"Senior Sanxiang, is that you?"
Qianqianzi spoke, but no sound came out, but she could tell what she was talking about just by looking at her lips.
The flames on the body of the three-phase monk suddenly started. He pointed at the summoning screen and yelled: "Sun thief! Touch me, Qianjiang Fairy, and ask the Buddha if he has the demon-subduing pestle in his hand?!"
The three-phase monk cursed and shook his fist, wishing he could smash the swastika with one punch.
"What is the purpose of the Great Brahma's Dust-Removing Curse for you to imprison the fairy's soul? You deserve to be a monk, and you deserve to have no descendants!"
Master Sanxiang didn't look like an enlightened monk at all. He cursed loudly. After cursing, he subconsciously raised his hand to wipe away the bubbles on his head. Then he suddenly realized that this was not Qianjiang, and the bad words could not be wiped away. And - what are you doing by scolding these birds and wiping them off?
Just scold him!
He scolded his eight generations of ancestors!
The more the Sanxiang monk scolded, the more unpleasant he sounded. His insults are unspeakable!
Su He landed next to Su Huanian, and the two little sailors covered the fairy's ears.
He was cursing and cursing, and the swastika flashed in the flames, as if he couldn't bear it, so he returned the favor. The three-phase monk's expression suddenly became serious.
"Got you!"
"Little friend Su He, help me kill the enemy!" Sanxiang said in a low voice and jumped straight to the south.
Su He's face was gloomy. Master Three Phases didn't know what method he used. The moment the swastika reacted, he also sensed the other party's location.
"You guard the house!" Su He groaned to Su Huanian, the water beneath him rolled over, and he jumped up and headed straight towards Dongyun.
Master Sanxiang was much faster than him. Before Su He arrived, he saw two different Buddha lights rising into the sky thousands of miles south of Wuxiang Mountain and iron ropes crossing the sky.
Buddhism, sealing the imperial palace!
Su He arrived in a boat and heard Master Sanxiang shout loudly: "Rogue! Coward!"
The old monk didn't have any compassion on his face at this moment. Instead, his cassock was thrown aside, his chest was bare and he was covered in sinews. His old face was full of murderous intent.
Opposite him was an old monk, with a sad face and clasped hands. At a glance, he was an enlightened monk.
The Master of Three Phases is a rogue compared to him.
Next to the master, a member of the Fenghuang Palace clan stood in the sky. An iron rope stretched out from the palm of his hand, spanning the entire space, suppressing the Buddha's light of the three-phase master.
However, the three-phase monk was unafraid. He clenched his hands into fists and his muscles were pulsing. He looked at the monk opposite with a cold snort: "Rogue! I just didn't dare to face the Emperor Feng back then, but now he is colluding with the Feng Huang Palace!"
In ancient times, the Xuanhuang World was known as the Xuanhuang World, the first place among the heavens and the place where the Tao was revealed. The method of cultivation in all heavens and worlds was born from here. The two gates of Buddhism and Taoism are worshiped in all realms.
Until Xuanhuang was plotted by the Emperor of the Great World to steal the origin of the world. That war almost overturned three thousand worlds.
Even though Xuanhuang World hastily faced the enemy, it has never been at a disadvantage. As long as it slows down, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose.
It happened that at this time, there were two Buddha gates, and a Buddhist disciple led nearly 60% of the power of the Buddha gate, escaped to the starry sky, opened the Buddha realm, closed the mountain gate, and escaped the battle.
This is the origin of what Monk Sanxiang calls a fugitive. The monk opposite is not a monk from the mysterious world, but from the Buddhist world!
I don’t know how many hundreds of millions of years have passed since ancient times, but Buddhism defected and a great war broke out. The Xuanhuang world became the Xuanhuang world.
Which of the top forces in the world doesn’t know it?
The Buddhist sect that remains in the mysterious world has no face to show to others. It is difficult for future generations to know exactly what happened. They only know that more than 80% of the Buddhist disciples left behind were killed or injured in that battle. After the war was calmed down, several large temples formed the ancient Jingzhai, where Buddhist traditions were transmitted, but they were almost half-hidden and never appeared in the world again.
Occasionally, they usually appear in the mortal world. Wherever ghosts are raging and wherever demons disrupt mortals, the disciples of Gu Jingzhai will appear wherever they are.
"Amitabha!" The Buddhist monk looked at the three-phase monk, clasped his hands and chanted the name of the Buddha.
"Who can you and my descendants clearly explain the various causes of what happened back then? Besides, I am a compassionate Buddha, and monks are not stained by the mortal world. How can I, the true Buddha, participate in such killings and grinding millstones of flesh and blood?"
The three-phase monk jumped to his feet and yelled: "Fuck you! I didn't mess with the world of mortals at that time, but now that I'm here with your grandson, you come to snatch my Qianjiang girl? Isn't this like being in the world of mortals?!"
The monk's face became more compassionate: "Monks are not destined to be doomed in the world of mortals, but they still have to take responsibility. How can monks stand by and watch this evil woman? You should suppress evil and eliminate demons!"
"Evil mother!" Before he could finish his words, Master Sanxiang suddenly flashed and punched him. The red flame of the Buddha's light in his fist crashed onto the monk's body-protecting Buddha's light. There was a loud sound and the two bald heads changed color at the same time.
The man in the imperial palace beside him rolled his iron rope and swung it into a whip straight towards Master Three Phases.
Su He's expression changed drastically, and he yelled for an assistant.
However, he saw a sword light coming from a distance, making a crisp clang sound, and bounced off the iron rope.
A middle-aged man dressed in Xuantianmen's costume landed in Dongyun Mountain with a smile on his face: "I was invited by the head of Qingyuan to suppress the two realms of war. I didn't expect that before I went to the two realms of war, I ran into the bastards from the Fenghuang Palace. , we are quite lucky."
The man from the imperial palace said nothing, his eyes were gloomy, and he broke the space with a swing of the iron rope and jumped in. The middle-aged Xuantianmen did not hesitate and chased him with his sword.
"Senior Sanxiang, don't worry, I will kill this thief!"
Monk Sanxiang did not answer, and the two men had already moved across the space battlefield. There is Yunmengze in the west and Xuantianmen in the east. No one from the Imperial Palace would dare to stay here longer even if they were brave enough.
Monk Sanxiang looked back at Su He and said, "Little friend Su He, the soul of Qianqianzi is under the underground palace here. I'm sorry for bothering you little friend."
Su He took the flying boat away and nodded.
The three-phase monk's eyes fell on the monk opposite, and he reminded: "Little friend, be careful, there is a third level of the Imperial Palace below."
Is it just the third level? That way you can be invincible the next time.
Su He slowly fell into the water.
I saw three monks facing each other, clasping their hands together: "Poor monk Yuanyi, this senior brother, how can you and I fight in Buddhism like ordinary people? You and I fight in the Lingshan Mountain!"
After he finished speaking, he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" In an instant, the Buddha's light shone all over his body, and the treasure was dignified. There were thousands of Buddha's lights. Su He sensed a great crisis from the Buddha's light.
Fighting in the Lingshan Mountain is a unique method of Buddhist disciples. It is probably a battle between the high and low of Buddhism and Buddhist rhyme. Comparing it with only the light of Buddha, outsiders seem to be in the Buddhist land of Lingshan, where only the light of Buddha shines. In fact, there are many dangers, and people are killed without blood!
The three-phase eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he clasped his hands together: "As you wish! Amitabha——"
Seeing that the three phases agreed, Yuanyi closed his eyes with compassion and slowly closed them. In Biling Mountain, the monks in the Buddhist world are never afraid of the monks in the Xuanhuang world, even the monks from Gu Jingzhai.
Such a barbaric monk makes you realize that my Dharma is vast! I ask you to enter my Buddhist realm with piety!
He closed his eyes, and the Buddha's light on his body flourished and unfolded completely.
But I heard the Master of Three Phases finish reciting the Buddha's name: "——Amitabha, your second uncle!"
The three-phase monk suddenly took a step in the void and landed next to Yuan Yi, punching him in the head.
"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and Yuanyi's eyes suddenly flashed with stars. When he opened his eyes, he saw another punch coming. Sanxiang said angrily: "Are you worthy of Amitabha? The Buddha taught you not to mess with the world if it is not beneficial to you. You can’t just sit back and watch if you want to benefit yourself?!”
Boom!
Another bell tolled.
The three-phase monk asked while fighting: "Which evil spirit do you worship? Why do you worship me? If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?!"
Boom!
"Why do I practice Buddhism? I won't become a Buddha until hell is empty?!"
Boom!
"Why do I teach me? Even if I become a Buddha, I should still fly like a merciful sail to save the world!"
Punch after punch, Yuanyi resisted with his palms turned back, but Sanxiang had already taken the advantage. A Buddhist bead was fixed in the void to suppress his power, and the punches hit the flesh.
"Your uncle! It belongs to me!" Sanxiang punched him and scolded: "You forced me to break the body of Fudo Mingwang, you forced me to break Shukouchan."
Punch after punch.
Yuan Yi resisted desperately, but there was surprise in his eyes.
The underground palace was discovered, so this mission was bound to fail prematurely, but it was still a great achievement to force an ancient Jingzhai to reach the sixth level of the sky and break the body of the Fudo Ming King.
Even today's defeat is worth it!
The King of Ming Dynasty had to make great aspirations before he could practice cultivation. How many times can a monk make great aspirations in his life?
With one punch from Master Sanxiang, the muscles on his body swelled and the wrinkles on his face shrank, making him look like an old monk in his seventies or eighties, regressing year by year.
Every time you get younger, your power increases. Su He was stunned when he hit her.
The wrinkled old monk, who is seventy or eighty years old, has no discernible appearance. Now that he was getting younger, Su He felt that the bald head was becoming more and more familiar.
Mou Wan!
The bold man who made a fortune with the white spirit talisman and was reincarnated into reincarnation together with the witch girl!
(End of chapter)
