Chapter 191 Good and evil in a single thought

When something dirty approached him, Ghost Buddha Wu Mian, who was chanting sutras, suddenly opened his eyes.

The two red awns are particularly dazzling against the white snow.

The hand that had touched the bronze mask suddenly put it down, and gradually reached for the black dagger next to it.

"Jie Jie Jie! Namo Amitabha!"

"Asura beast, are you deceiving that there is no Buddha here?!!"

At this moment, the solemn and angry master at the head of the Luohan Hall in Mount Wutai suddenly stopped chanting.

Opening his mouth like a lion's roar, the sound shook the world.

"Chituo, Agara, Mitsuzhu, Pansitalaya, Jiexi!"

It is one of the "Five Great Mantras of Shurangama" in Buddhism, which is designed to break all the evil spells of demons and heretics.

The bald mummy fell to its knees on the ground with a plop as if struck by lightning.

But then, black energy flashed in his eyes.

He actually raised his hands with difficulty and smashed two black clay pots filled with corpse oil at Ghost Buddha Faceless.

Who is Ghost Buddha Faceless?

When he is alive, he is a great Buddhist monk who is rare to meet in a thousand years;

Before death, he will be full of evil and cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth;

After death, he struggled between ghosts and Buddhas for nearly two thousand years.

Now that his evil aura and Dharma have reached a level that attracts people’s attention, how could he be hit by two jars?

(eye-catching: a derogatory word, side: squinting. Looking at people with squinting eyes. Describes hatred or fear and resentment.)

(From "Historical Records and Biography of Jizheng": "Today, people stand on their feet and look sideways.")

Amidst Jie Jie's weird laughter, Ghost Buddha Faceless waved his bloody monk's robe, and the clay pot filled with corpse oil suddenly flew back.

There was a loud explosion, and the bald mummy was instantly blown to pieces.

With the killing of Gui Buddha Wu Mian, the evil energy in his body could not be suppressed.

When it soared into the sky, there were actually dark clouds covering the starry sky above.

A howling wind was blowing all around.

The two masters, Angmu and Kongchan, looked at each other and chanted sutras more rapidly.

Animals that can speak, as well as lonely ghosts and ghosts in the mountains are so frightened that they kowtow repeatedly.

"Master is merciful, Master is merciful, never act rashly with murderous intent."

The young monks in the distance even shouted in unison.

"Namo Amitabha."

"I and other descendants will ask the ancestor for mercy."

Ghost Buddha's faceless eyes flashed with ghost fire, and he slowly turned his head to look at the young monks.

"Jie...Namo Amitabha!"

"What do you call me? Patriarch?!!!"

Master Kongchan led the young monks to kneel down and worship.

"Namo Amitabha."

"All the unworthy descendants of Jinguang Temple pay their respects to the fifty-second-generation abbot of our temple."

The ghost Buddha's body began to tremble, and the ghost fire under the mask and in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"You admit that this poor monk is the founder and the abbot of the great monk?!!"

Master Kong Chan recited the name of the Buddha and took out a yellowed wooden slip from his cassock.

Unfold one of the pages and hand it to Gui Buddha.

It clearly says:

The fifty-second abbot of Jinguang Temple: Faqing.

(Readers with good memories should remember that Gui Buddha and his brothers are all from the generation of "Dharma".)

Born in Guiyue, the year of Zhenguan... Year of death: Unknown...

And above the name of Gui Buddha, it is the name of his teacher. There is no name of Senior Brother Gui Buddha or Dharma Precepts.

Master Kong Chan explained with tears.

"The temple records record that Patriarch Fajie had instructions: He was only temporarily serving as the abbot on behalf of Patriarch Faqing."

"When the Patriarch returns from his studies at Mount Wutai, he will give way..."

After hearing this, the black energy surrounding Gui Buddha quickly dissipated.

Even the bloody monk's robes turned gray.

He looked up to the sky and cried out sadly: "Brother! Faqing is guilty, Faqing deserves to die!!!"