Under the shroud of Buddha's light, all the evil energy pouring out of the Zanpakutō was sealed back into the sword.
The six-character mantra was imprinted on the Zanpakuto blade, firmly suppressing this ominous blade!
But it's not over yet.
Miaoji stepped forward, took out a string of Buddhist beads, and tied it to the end of the Zanpakutō's handle.
Other large knives are usually tied with a red ribbon at the end. The purpose is to wipe off the blood on the blade or handle in time to prevent it from slipping during combat.
But Miaoji tied a Buddhist bead to the end of the handle, which was very strange.
After the beads were fixed, the evil aura on the Zanpakuto completely disappeared.
Miaoji looked at Yan Qiu.
Yan Qiu nodded slowly: "That's enough."
Miaoji let out a long breath. This set of operations was not so easy for him.
The dog Taoist priest and the old yellow dog came to Yan Shouyi's side together, squatted down and pushed Yan Shouyi:
"Shouichi, you brat, don't sleep anymore, the moon is shining on your butt!"
Yan Shouyi woke up slowly, lying on the ground but raising his head: "Uncle Dog...Old Huang...What's wrong with me?"
He covered his head and recalled, remembering the time when he was knocked unconscious by the Zanpakutō.
He quickly asked: "The evil energy of the Zanpakuto just broke out, I didn't hurt anyone, did I?!"
Yan Shouyi thought he had lost control.
But I heard the dog Taoist laugh and say: "With your strength, even if you lose control, who can you hurt?"
Yan Qiu said calmly: "Get up quickly if you have nothing to do. The ground is very wet."
Yan Shouyi got up in confusion.
He found that he was still carrying his Zanpakutō, but the Zanpakutō was no longer as powerful as before.
What is going on?
Taking off the Zanpakuto from his back, Yan Shouyi saw at a glance the six-character mantra on the blade and the extra string of Buddhist beads at the end of the handle.
There seem to be thousands of golden threads on the beads, weaving out golden Buddha light.
The six-character mantra on the blade exudes a sense of tranquility. Although I hold a knife full of murderous intent, I feel extremely peaceful inside, as if I am in a mirror lake, with no ripples on the water. No, it reflects the blue sky...
"Why don't you thank you, Uncle Miaoji?" Yan Chou reminded.
Yan Shou immediately reacted and quickly held the Zanpakutō and thanked the monk Miaoji: "Thank you, Uncle Miaoji! If you put such a seal on the Zanpakutō, it won't have any bad impact on yourself, right?"
Miaoji shook her head: "It doesn't matter."
If it doesn't get in the way, that means there is something going on.
Yan Shouyi felt guilty, so he said: "Uncle Miaoji, when we return to Rongcheng, I will ask Xiaolong to take you to have fun."
Miao Ji's eyes widened, and then she smiled happily: "Good boy! My uncle's love for you is not in vain!"
The dog Taoist priest on the side was anxious: "Listen! Listen! What are you talking about! Shouyi, Uncle Dog must educate you. Miaoji Bald Donkey is a monk, how can he be contaminated with these unclean things? Let me, Uncle Dog, suffer all these hardships for him!"
Yan Qiu felt that the content of this conversation was getting more and more wrong, so he couldn't help but interrupt:
"Okay, is this the right time to talk?"
The dog Taoist priest and the Miaoji warrior monk shut their mouths. Yan Shouyi also laughed a few times and put the Zanpakutō on his back again.
Yan Chou regained his composure and said: "The Zanpakutō is sealed by Buddhism, and the evil spirit is temporarily under control. But once you use the Zanpakutō, some of it will still leak out, but if it leaks, let it leak. A little bit of evil energy can actually Let me help you.”
Evil spirit can make people impulsive. From a certain perspective, its effect is similar to that of adrenaline.
When people face danger, they secrete adrenaline, which stimulates the heart to beat and dilates blood vessels, allowing people to unleash their extraordinary potential.
Yan Shou nodded and said slightly proudly: "With the Zanpakutō true form, it's no problem to kill Jiang Wusheng tonight!"
If it were normal, Yan Chou would probably have to teach Yan Shouyi not to be arrogant, but today Yan Chou didn't.
It seemed that he didn't care much about Jiang Wusheng.
Yan Qiu skipped this topic and asked directly:
"What did you encounter when you were taking the Zanpakutō? Did the dragon and tiger on the mountain give you anything?"
Hearing this, Yan Shou was stunned.
My father would ask such a question because he clearly knew something about the Dragon and Tiger God on the mountain.
Is it possible that my father knew about the secret text of Dragon and Tiger from the beginning?
Could it be that my father deliberately asked me to get the Zanpakutō, obtain the Dragon and Tiger Secret Text, and become the heir to the Heavenly Master? !
After thinking about it carefully, Yan Shouyi no longer found it strange.
The Zanpakutō was originally sealed on Stone Mountain by Grandpa and Zhang Shantongqian, and later the Dharmakaya was passed on to Yan Shouyi for use. Isn't it clearly prepared for him?
It can be said that when grandpa sealed the Zanpakutō at the feet of the divine tiger, he was already prepared for Yan Shouyi to retrieve it in the future.
Making him the heir to the Heavenly Master is something that Grandpa has planned for a long time!
Yan Shouyi's eyes became much clearer, and he asked Yan Qiu: "Dragon and Tiger Secret Text, heir to the Heavenly Master, is this the path you and grandpa want me to take?"
Faced with his son's clever question, Yan Qiu nodded slightly.
He said in a deep voice: "Everything is just to keep you alive."
"Is it also true to become a Heavenly Master?"
"That's right."
"I see."
Yan Shouyi sighed.
Although he really didn't want to make his life more complicated, only by surviving would he have the chance to stay with Lin Zitong forever.
Therefore, he cannot escape the competition for the position of Heavenly Master.
Yan Qiu said: "Be prepared and get over Jiang Wusheng's hurdle first, and then think about other things."
"My child understands."
Yan Shou nodded, packed his things, said thank you to the Ma family brothers and sisters, and then set off for Beishan in Chenjia Village.
The Ma family brothers and sisters were standing aside, dumbfounded. What just happened shocked them beyond measure.
First, Monk Miaoji showed his strength and sealed the Zanpakutō.
Later, Yan Shouyi told him about becoming the heir to the Heavenly Master.
When will Longhu Mountain, the Taoist holy land, be inherited by a descendant of a folk sect who was born among the people? ?
This is news that is completely beyond the understanding of the Ma family brothers and sisters!
They wanted to drag Yan Shouyi to ask clearly, but now was obviously not the time to discuss this.
It was already dark, and in a few hours, Jiang Wusheng would come out of King Jian's tomb and compete with Yan Shouyi on Beishan Mountain.
At this time, Yan Shouyi must be carrying huge pressure on his back. Ma Jinxuan thought so in her heart.
At this time, Ma Xingping noticed that Yan Chou was waving to them.
He walked up to Yan Chou fearfully.
"Senior, do you have any advice?"
Yan Qiu lit up a cigarette and said very contentedly: "You guys are looking at Captain Jin, are you interested in robbing an emperor's tomb?"
Ma Jinxuan was surprised and said: "Emperor's Tomb?"
Throughout the five thousand years of China, the names of emperors can be clearly counted, and most of them have been patronized by seniors.
Now, if they could enter the emperor's tomb once, it would be more difficult for the two of them than winning the lottery!
Just listen to Yan Qiu say: "Yes, a super emperor's tomb."
"Of course we are interested!" Ma Xingping's breathing became rapid, "May I ask who the emperor is?"
Yan Qiu did not answer directly, but said:
"For the specific information, I will naturally let someone explain it to you later. I have only one condition for this - you go to the emperor's tomb and get something for me. Apart from that thing, you can do whatever you want with anything in the tomb. take."
Ma Xingping asked curiously: "Is that kind of thing for Brother Yan?"
"Yes," Yan Qiu said, "So, are you interested in helping?"
Ma Xingping didn't think about it for long before he agreed: "Brother Yan has been so kind to us, and we, brother and sister, also want to repay him. This emperor's tomb is our heart's desire. If we can use this to repay Brother Yan's kindness, it would be great." but!"
"Okay, after today's business is over, you can go to the Zhicheng Hotel in Zhicheng to get a room and wait for a few days with peace of mind. My people will naturally contact you."
Yan Qiu smiled, left something for Ma Xingping, and left with the Dog Taoist and the others.
Ma Xingping watched Yan Qiu and the others leave, then opened his palms and saw in his hand only a palm-sized token.
"What token is this?" Ma Jinxuan couldn't help but ask.
Ma Xingping's voice became a little trembling: "Sister, there is only one word on this token."
"What word?"
"Qin."
