Chapter 298 Eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two incense wishes

Style: Fantasy Author: Bite the fireWords: 2276Update Time: 24/01/11 17:51:01
Taoist temple backyard.

The old Taoist priest was performing rituals, chanting sutras and salvation for Zhao Pingfa's body lying in the coffin.

At this time, Jin An hurriedly walked into the backyard, and there were still a lot of traces of incense ash on his hands.

Huh?

"Little brother, where did you get the ashes on your hands? Why does this ashes look like the ashes from an incense burner?"

The old Taoist priest noticed the incense ashes in Jin An's hand.

The old Taoist priest had just finished speaking, and immediately looked strange. He remembered the conversation with Jin An this morning: "Little brother, you are not really going to pick up the incense ashes of the founder of the Five Zang Taoist Temple, are you?"

Ahem.

"Nonsense."

"I'm not."

"I don't."

"I took a small amount of insignificant ashes out of my utmost respect and reverence for my ancestor. How could it be a slander? Old Master, who do you think I am, Jin An, who has acted openly and aboveboard throughout my life?"

When Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was still speaking, he glared at the old Taoist priest anxiously: "Old Taoist, aren't you sending salvation to Zhao Ping? Aren't you afraid of being disrespectful to the deceased by doing two things?"

Old Taoist priest: "?"

After Jin An dismissed the old Taoist priest's curious questions for the time being, he returned to the wing and slammed all the doors and windows, leaving only the old Taoist priest there who was a little confused. He looked at Zhao Pingfa's body in the coffin, and then focused on combing the goat. Jie Shu sharpened his sword, and finally shook his head and continued to perform his duties to save Zhao Pingfa.



As soon as Jin An returned to the wing, closed all the doors and windows, he immediately took out the handkerchiefs wrapped in layers in his arms.

I imitate the rhythm of the sound of the great road in my mind with a familiarity!

Imperial seal!

The familiar tide of the avenue appears.

Jin An watched with joy as the tide of the avenue gradually dissipated, but when the tide of the avenue completely receded, uh, Jin An had a look of astonishment on his face.

It’s not that the edict failed.

But...

The incense ashes were unremarkable, as if nothing had changed.

But the tidal scene on the avenue just now was not fake.

Qi gazing!

Lu ten thousand and eight thousand four hundred and thirty.

A total of eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two virtues were missing.

"!"

The muscles at the corner of Jin An's mouth trembled violently, and he was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and nose, fearing that if he breathed or sneezed, he would blow away the 1322 evil virtues on the table.

At the same time, he was so frightened that he did not dare to issue the edict a second time.

"Eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two virtues? The problem should be the number of virtues..."

Jin An said to himself.

Then he looked weird: "If these incense ash are counted in terms of particles, the number is more than 20,000 to 30,000 at least, right? It should be that out of so many incense ash, only 11,322 incense ash are stained with the five internal organs Taoist incense letter His spiritual willpower is why he can be sealed by me."

Jin An sat quietly and pondered.

He didn't wander around the house.

I am worried that the air current generated when people move around will blow away the pile of precious virtues on the table.

"If it is true as I suspected, it will be consistent with what the Taoist said this morning. Time has been too long, and the five internal organs Taoist temples have withered for too long. The spiritual thoughts of believers stained by the incense ashes have slowly dissipated, and there are not many left. "

After figuring out the reason.

Now there is another problem before Jin An.

Since the edict was successful, why was there no movement on these incense ashes?

"Is it the magic weapon of Yuanshen? Yuanshen Yuanshen..."

"It seems that we have to wait until dark and go on a night tour of the soul to see the extraordinary features of these incense ash..."

With this thought, Jin An carefully packed away the incense ashes in the handkerchief on the table, and then went out to buy a gourd, intending to use it to contain the incense ashes.

The folk meaning of the gourd is that it is a mascot that brings good luck, protects the body, and wards off evil spirits. It is not worth a few coppers, but it is very easy to find in folk markets. It is getting dark now and the curfew will be soon. Jin'an needs to run more. I only bought gourds at this place.

When this is done.

Sunset and moonrise.

The night has fallen.

The Five Zang Taoist Temple is still in the wing room where Jin An lives.

The lamp oil swayed gently, and the bright lamp oil shined through the window paper into the yard outside. The old Taoist priest was still performing rituals for the corpse in the coffin.

in the room.

Jin An controlled the rhythm of his breath, and his familiar soul came out of his body. The transparent soul saw his own body and a gourd placed on the table in front of him.

The gourd was sallow in color.

This is because the surface of the gourd is coated with wood wax oil and treated with anti-corrosion and moth-proofing.

At this time, the gourd mouth is opened.

Under the gaze of Jin'an Yuanshen, there was pure and flawless five-color sun fire in the gourd's mouth, rushing out from the gourd's mouth.

Condensed as a torch.

It rushed out to a height of three feet.

Very magical.

Jin An's eyes were filled with joy when he saw this scene.

He was indeed right.

This incense ash is stained with the power of spiritual aspiration and is a magic weapon of the Yuan Shen, which can only be seen by the Yuan Shen.

With a touch of excitement and expectation, Jin An tried to get closer to the gourd's mouth and carefully sensed the incense ash in the gourd's mouth.

Such pure spiritual thoughts.

During the day, it was still an ordinary ashes, but in the eyes of Jin'an Yuanshen, the crystals looked like five-color cinnabar.

There are a lot of spiritual thoughts burning in the gourd.

Count carefully.

No more, no less, exactly eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two mental thoughts.

These spiritual thoughts are pure and without impurities. They are the purest and pious aspirations in Taoism.

I don't know whether it was the relationship between Jin'an's personal edict or the relationship between the Five Zang Taoism and the same origin. When Jin'an Yuanshen tried to control these incense ashes, everything went as smoothly as a matter of course.

Jin An was overjoyed.

Then, he began to recite the Dharma Gate formula silently in his mind. According to the method he learned from Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan last night, under the control of Yuanshen, one after another crystal clear incense ash like five-color cinnabar, with the purity of incense in the world. Mental thoughts, with five-color flames that can only be seen by the soul, flew out of the gourd's mouth, forming blazing, scorching five-color flames, rolling up and down in Jin'an's hands, like arms and fingers.

Jin An was playful and playful for a while.

Had a great time.

These incense ashes carry the pure thoughts of the Yang world that have been accumulated by the Five Zang Taoist Temple for decades. When attached to the Jin'an Yuanshen, the Jin'an Yuanshen is as strong as the east sun, shining horizontally in the void, and the power of the soul is greatly increased.

Of course.

The power of these tens of thousands of incense ash.

Doesn’t it mean that there are tens of thousands of incense believers in Wu Zang Taoist Temple?

These are just the ashes from burning incense.

And when Jin An Yu sent these incense ash to defend against the enemy, it was like a torrent of magma passing through, and the fire was burning, specifically burning people's souls and souls, burning over the sky and the earth.

It was like falling into a world of fire where the sky was filled with fire and there was nowhere to hide.

These are the accumulated accumulations of the Five Zang Taoist Temple over the years.

Its power is so powerful that even Jin An is afraid of it.

Jin An wanted to continue playing, but at this moment, his soul suddenly felt a sharp pain that was almost splitting. This was the result of too much mental exertion.