When he woke up again, Liangchen looked at the red rope wooden signs swaying slightly, as if they were laughing at himself, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"What kind of skill is recorded on this wooden tablet? It's so powerful! I couldn't even figure out the name twice in a row!"
"With my late-stage Nascent Soul spiritual thoughts that I have practiced day and night to forge the spirit, coupled with the tempering of my sword intention while practicing in the Sword Cave, although I dare not say that it is comparable to the monks in the Transformation of God Realm, under the Transformation of God, it is definitely rare. adversary!"
"This is just a small wooden sign, but it knocked me out twice in succession! It's unimaginable!" He stared at the wooden sign with an unbelievable expression on his face.
"The roar in this wooden tablet is as loud as a bell and as powerful as thunder. This sonic attack is similar to the Tiger Roar combat skill I have practiced, but the grade is obviously much higher than mine!"
"I wonder what else follows this roar?"
He made some guesses, but never dared to touch the wooden sign again, and quietly exited the Jing Pavilion.
When he reached the living room, he turned to look out the window, and saw that it was already dusk and the sky was dim.
I slept for a long time!
Return to the room, rest for a while, then calm down your soul, and then start practicing the Aruo Heart Sutra.
The second day.
Liangchen walked to the living room in high spirits and opened the wooden door of the Scripture Pavilion again.
After suffering two losses, he was obviously more cautious.
He grabbed it with one hand, but bypassed the wooden sign and held the other piece in his hand.
"Eight-armed Shura Stick!"
An ugly Shura jumped out of the ground and appeared in front of Liangchen. The Shura's face was like a ghost, and his mouth was like a basin of blood. Several words came from his mouth.
"The stick is like a mountain falling, the man is like a strong wind, the eight arms are spinning, the earth is falling and the sky is collapsing!"
As the mantras sounded, Ugly Shura clasped his hands together and raised them above his head, slowly drawing a semicircle on both sides. Something strange happened!
The circle was just finished, and the afterimage suddenly condensed, revealing eight arms covered with patterns. Each of the eight flower arms held a golden stick.
"Subduing the dragon! Subduing the tiger! Slaying the demon! Destroying the demon!"
The eight-armed Shura shouted loudly, and the golden stick in his hand turned into a huge stick shadow, falling in turn like a wheel!
Liangchen waved one hand, stepped back involuntarily, and the wooden sign came out of his hand.
"The power of the stick method is amazing, but this Shura is too ugly!"
Liangchen shook his head and smiled, then grabbed another jade tablet.
It's like entering a dark space, with a fat monk lying on a white lotus leaf.
"Heh~~~huh~~~"
"Heh~~~huh~~~"
The fat monk closed his eyes tightly and snored. He didn't know what he had encountered in his dream, and there was still a trace of drool hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Liangchen looked at the fat monk and listened with bated breath, waiting for the monk to wake up. One cup of tea, two cups of tea... But there was no sign of the monk waking up for a long time.
He was feeling a little depressed when he suddenly glanced at the lotus leaf and noticed a slight light on the lotus leaf, revealing a circle of scripture:
"Sleeping Arhat's Heart Sutra!"
"Haha!" Liangchen looked stunned for a moment, then smiled. He let go of the wooden sign in his hand with some depression, and reached out to grab the other one again.
In this way, looking at wooden signs one by one, sometimes there are shocking Buddhist magical powers, sometimes there are quiet and peaceful Prajna Heart Sutras, and there are also some strange wooden signs with weird monks inside that are confusing. .
He only checked five or six times in the past half day before he felt exhausted and dizzy again, so he had to give up.
In this way, in addition to reading the "Aruo Heart Sutra" twice a day in Liangchen, plus some other compulsory homework, the rest of the time was spent searching for sutras in the Jing Pavilion.
Three days have passed in a flash.
He also discovered several amazing magical powers that made people excited. However, when he carefully understood them, he found that such great magical powers required the corresponding Heart Sutra as the basic skills before they could be used.
Most of those Heart Sutras are not very different from the "Aruo Heart Sutra", and are even more profound!
What makes him even more depressed is that after listening to this kind of Heart Sutra for a while, he will usually feel dizzy and overwhelmed.
"Maybe it's because my Buddhist teachings are still shallow!" This made him cry out that it was a pity and he had to find another way!
Seven days later, go to the pavilion.
Liangchen reached forward and grabbed a wooden sign.
A golden light fell from the sky, and a monk with a golden body sat in front of him.
"Hunyuan Golden Bell Cover!"
A voice sounded like an ancient bell in my mind.
"Golden bell cover!" The monk spoke like a lotus flower, and a golden bell appeared in front of him. Then the golden bell appeared, and then one layer after another. After nine consecutive times, a radiant golden bell covered the monk.
"Hunyuan shirt!" The monk opened his mouth again and spat out. Following this mantra, the golden bell suddenly emitted a golden light. The golden light hit the monk, but in the blink of an eye, a layer of golden cassock appeared on the monk. On the body, the dense golden bell runes on the cassock were strung together by strings of small scriptures, like wind chimes covering the entire cassock.
"The relic! It can only be worn!" The monk spat out a few words again, and a crystal bead that looked like gold but not gold, and looked like jade but not jade appeared in the monk's heart.
The crystal beads exude a faint Buddha light. The light is not bright, but it makes people dare not look directly.
Liangchen looked at the scene in front of him, his heart moved and his lips curled up.
"Haha! This is good! It seems I can practice it too!"
After some research, I found that the Hunyuan Golden Bell Cover requires a relic to practice. I remember that the master once said, "The Buddha's beads are relics, and the relics are not the Buddha's beads."
"Presumably Shi'ezhu also has the effect of relics!"
"Just practice this! You don't need to practice the Heart Sutra, its power cannot be underestimated, and I just meet the conditions!"
I remember that the master once said before leaving that you should not be greedy for too much when practicing, and you can only take one wooden sign at a time. After the practice is completed, return the wooden plaque to its place.
He thought about it and made a decision.
He reached out and slowly untied the red rope, then picked up the wooden sign and walked towards his room.
