"It is said that in the last years of Tianbao, there was a severe drought. The rivers stopped flowing, and people and animals were hungry and thirsty. The Luo River dried up, and the people died of starvation. The government conscripted troops to provide disaster relief. The prefect of Luoyang led people deep into the river to dig the Mang Mountain veins. After three months of digging, Unexpectedly, deep in the ground, a giant snake was dug up. This giant snake was covered with poisonous scales. It was more than ten feet tall and hundreds of feet long. It chose people to eat."
"The demon snake was interrupted from practicing. In anger, it wanted to flood Luoyang. However, it was surrendered by the eminent monk Shan Wuwei, leaving behind the legend of the giant snake in Mang Mountain."
Xu Xian's voice was calm and calm, and he slowly told this allusion, as if he was telling someone else's story, with a calm face and no waves.
But Song Xing's heart stirred up huge waves, giant snakes, and flooded Luoyang. He subconsciously glanced at Xu Xian who was talking, and felt that this story was so similar to the allusion he knew. He was a little surprised, and he didn't understand what it was. Coincidence or something.
Song Xing looked at Xu Xian beside him, his eyes full of weirdness.
"But what does a dead snake demon, an eminent monk from more than a hundred years ago, have to do with our current predicament?" Liu Haichan was a little confused after hearing this.
Xu Xian was also silent. Although she guessed the allusion Yan Chixia said, she didn't know why he mentioned Shan Wuwei.
He simply turned his attention to Zen Master Baiyun not far away.
Zen Master Baiyun frowned and seemed to be thinking about this issue. Seeing everyone watching, he nodded: "There is also a record of this allusion in Buddhism."
Shan Wuwei, the king of Wutu in East India, was the founder of Tang Mi and the first of the three great masters of Kaiyuan. Born in the Utta Kingdom of East India, he belongs to the Kshatriya caste and is a descendant of the Buddha's uncle, King Amrita Rice.
Shan Wuwei came to Chang'an in the fourth year of Kaiyuan and initiated the teaching of Tantric Dharma focusing on the womb realm. This was the beginning of the official teaching of Tantric Buddhism in China, so he is also called the founder of Tantric Buddhism in Han Dynasty. Together with Master Vajra Zhi and Master Fu Kong Tripitaka, they are collectively known as the Three Great Masters of Kaiyuan.
Although Zen Master Baiyun belongs to the Pure Land sect, since the Wuzong exterminated the Buddha, all Pure Land esoteric sects have declined. He belongs to the same lineage of Buddhism, and is no stranger to the deeds of Shan Wuwei.
"However, unlike Tang historical records, according to Buddhist records, Master Wuwei did not kill the giant snake, but subdued it and brought it back to Guanghua Temple in Longmen Xishan for reform. Later, An Lushan rebelled and captured Luoyang. The Hua Temple was also destroyed in the war, and the whereabouts of the giant snake are unknown."
Hearing this, Song Xing's heart moved, "Since Master Yan mentioned Master Fearless, could it be that the giant snake from back then is now in Lanruo Temple?"
Song Xinghui guessed this because he remembered that before his death, he had told Yan Chixia about the origin of Lanruo Temple. He once said that when Xuanzang was chosen to build Lanruo Temple, he suppressed a great demon in Lanruo Temple.
Although when Xuanzang suppressed the great demon, Shan Wuwei had not yet arrived in the Tang Dynasty, and there was a time conflict, but since Lanruo Temple can suppress one demon, it can naturally suppress more demons.
"In Lanruo Temple?" Everyone was surprised.
Xu Xian looked at him and said: "How can there be monsters in Lanruo Temple with the magic protection of Master Xuanzang?"
"Who said that? There is one."
After the words fell, the Fang Tian painted halberd in Song Xing's hand suddenly thrust out, pointing towards Mrs. Ximing who had been huddled quietly on the tribute platform above the main hall and was sealed by Xuan Yuan with a Taoist formation.
The void trembled, and a layer of silver light appeared on Fang Tian's painted halberd. The powerful true essence instantly condensed into a silver dragon, and it rushed towards Mrs. Ximing with its teeth and claws bared, with astonishing power.
The dragon rushed towards Mrs. Ximing with great momentum. Waves of fluctuations appeared in the void, and it was about to bite her in her mouth. Mrs. Ximing, who was originally lying on the futon, suddenly opened her eyes, stretched out her right hand, and pointed her fingers towards the dragon. Click to go.
With a loud noise, the mighty dragon was actually crushed by Mrs. Ximing, who seemed to have no power to restrain the chicken. The power erupted from her fingers directly collapsed and dissipated into the air. Mrs. Ximing, who was originally curled up on the tribute platform, was already He sat up and looked at Song Xing coldly.
Everyone in the hall was shocked when they saw this scene. The strength displayed by Mrs. Ximing in front of them was definitely not suitable for the lantern demon who had turned on her wisdom as she had said before.
With just one finger, he defeated the dragon that Song Xingzhenyuan was concentrating on and destroyed it simply and roughly. This power made even Xuanyuan feel a little awe-inspiring.
Mrs. Ximing defeated Song Xing's attack with one finger, and sat cross-legged on the tribute platform with a rest. She stared at Song Xing and asked, "How did you tell?"
The moment Song Xing was stared at by Mrs. Ximing's crimson eyes, the hair on Song Xing's entire back stood up, as if he was being stared at by an extremely ferocious beast, but he still had a calm face and said calmly: "I guess of."
Mrs. Ximing obviously didn't believe it, "Guess?"
Song Xing curled his lips, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the Buddha statue that was high above, overlooking all living beings: "Being a demon in front of the Buddha, even rats and scorpions can make that monkey helpless. I really think I am a descendant of the God of Fire. Will I believe that you are just an ordinary little demon?"
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Mrs. Ximing was a little confused. She didn't know what the mice and monkeys Song Xing was talking about, but when she saw Song Xing's scornful expression, she couldn't help but feel angry.
"You were not moved from Lishan Mountain by Master Xuanzang, but you were suppressed here, right? The big demon suppressed in Lanruo Temple is you!"
As soon as Song Xing spoke, he was shocked. Everyone looked at Mrs. Ximing's eyes, and they were immediately wary.
There are demons outside the temple, and there is a big demon so close inside the temple. Could it be that God wants to destroy them?
Mrs. Ximing let out a weird laugh, stood up, stretched out her slender jade fingers, and grabbed it in the air.
Suddenly, a strong wind roared in the hall, the burning incense candles suddenly went out, and the hall suddenly became dim.
With a deafening roar, the Buddha statue in the main hall suddenly cracked open, and a dark sarcophagus appeared in front of everyone.
The surface of the sarcophagus is engraved with countless patterns, which are simple and desolate, and vaguely reveal an indescribable majesty.
The cover of the huge sarcophagus suddenly opened, and a strong smell of blood came from inside. A hideous and terrifying snake head poked out from the sarcophagus. The snake head was more than ten feet long, covered with purple and black scales, and had horns on its head. , staring at everyone with his scarlet eyes coldly, making people feel cold all over their bodies and chilling in their hearts.
The snake swung its body, and the huge snake body was entangled out.
Everyone was trembling with fear, and then they realized that what Song Xing said had come true. This woman was indeed the evil demon suppressed here.
And is the giant snake in the sarcophagus the snake demon that was once suppressed by Wuwei?
Everyone sacrificed their magical weapons and prepared to meet the enemy, but Song Xing did not make any move.
But after waiting for a long time, Mrs. Ximing only released a monstrous momentum, and the giant snake in the black coffin just stared at the few people in the hall without making any next move.
"Sure enough, the old Black Mountain demon doesn't dare to enter Lanruo Temple. In addition to being afraid of Master Xuanzang's magic, he is also afraid of breaking Lanruo Temple's defense and letting you out, right?"
Song Xing looked at Mrs. Ximing who made no further movements and said calmly.
Mrs. Ximing's eyes flashed with a strange red light. She looked at everyone and said indifferently: "Do you think that just by relying on you, you can prevent me from getting out of trouble?"
After saying that, she stretched out her Qianqiansu hand and gently pressed it towards the void of the hall.
In an instant, tiny vines suddenly appeared on the walls and beams around the hall. Within each vine, there were actually little green devils about the size of a thumb.
For a time, the wind was fierce and the sound of sobbing kept coming.
