Chapter 327: The Power of the Truth
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The wind and snow have not returned for a long time, so it is really difficult for him to settle down, and he follows the induction of the demon seed to find the city.
This search was not a small surprise.
It's all because he actually found Shi Fei Xuan first.
From a distance, I saw that the graceful and light figure of the concubine jumped out of a large-scale Buddhist temple and traveled towards Chengdu.
Feng Xiao Xiao hid behind the tree, thought a little, and flashed into the Buddhist temple.
I saw the ancient cypress towering to the sky, the bamboo tree onion cage, the red wall surrounds the inner stupa volley, the temple building is majestic and tall, the scale is not small, from the mountain gate hall, the hall is heavy, although the structure of the pure thought Zen temple is complex, the shape is beautiful, but it is also magnificent and magnificent.
But now it is empty, the wind is sweeping the leaves, the branches are rustling, and it feels quite gloomy.
Feng Xiao Xiao spread in the main hall group in groups, and the thousands of bamboo trees in front of him suddenly opened up, revealing a towering tower, which was extraordinarily imposing.
The ground, walls, and even the trees to the left of the tower were stained with blood, and although the marks were dry, they were still fresh, and it was clear that there had been a fierce battle here, and it was not long ago.
To know this scale of the famous temple and ancient temple, there will definitely be martial arts strong people to take on the responsibility of protecting the temple, and the monks in the temple also have people who know martial arts, this tower must be the key place of this temple, so it has become the most tragic battlefield.
Feng Xiaoxiao's strong feeling made him know that the wind and snow were in this tower, but he suddenly stopped.
The sun is about to rise to the top of the pagoda, and under the full sun, an old monk in a gray robe on the back of the tower is carrying him to clean the garden attentively, just stopping the way to enter the pagoda.
There is a kind of grandeur in him that exists like a majestic mountain, but it does not lead to it, and it is indistinguishable from Ning Daoqi's natural indifference.
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were faintly moving, and he slowly approached, stopped and saluted: "Good morning, master." ā
The old monk's back straightened suddenly, and he immediately became majestic and straight, without the slightest trace of the old state of the dragon bell, but he did not turn around, and said slowly: "It's not too early!" It's the donor who came early! ā
Feng Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "The master may be unintentional, but he has blocked the way into the tower, I don't know if I can let it?" ā
The old monk still swept the ground rustling, and said tepidly: "It's easy to enter the tower and difficult to get out of the tower. ā
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed when he heard it, and he said in a deep voice: "What is the lesson of the past, the master may wish to make it clear, and it can also warn me about this descendant." ā
The gray-clothed monk slowly turned around and said, "Before the arrival of the benefactor, there was still a female benefactor with a violent temperament and had entered the evil path. ā
This old monk has white eyebrows, his eyes are half-open and half-closed, his eyes are introverted, his face is solemn and peaceful, and the bridge of his nose is at least an inch longer than that of ordinary people, which is unique and strange.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Feng Xiaoxiao's mouth, and he slowly approached, and said with a smile: "It's not small to be under the magic barrier, and I hope to be purified and cleaned, I am very relieved to hear that this pagoda actually has such an effect, I really can't wait to enter the tower to have a try." ā
As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden sound of "coaxing" from the ear drum, and at this moment, an indescribable spiritual force invaded the brain, and in the thinking space, thunder and lightning worked together, wind and rain were like obscurity, magma cracked the ground, and the fog was filled, like the chaos of the first equinox of heaven and earth, and like the destruction of the world in the last days.
Feng Xiaoxiao was shocked, and immediately came back to his senses and sighed: "Compared to Zhu Yuyan's Heavenly Demon Crazy Voice, it is still better. Dare to ask the master, what kind of magic skill is this? ā
The gray-clothed monk said lightly: "This is the mantra of Buddhism's power to subdue demons and subdue demons, and the key is the Donkey Kong wheel seal knotted by my hand, through the special note mantra, it can vibrate the corresponding qi veins in the main body of the donor, producing incredible effect." ā
Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at the handprint he formed, shook his head and said: "Master don't want to deceive me, the seal of your hand does have the effect of condensing the heart, but the spiritual power that invades and affects me still comes from the voice of the truth, in other words, even if the master makes a random movement with his hands, he can still emit a shocking mantra......"
He paused, squinted his eyes and said, "The master is putting the cart before the horse, is he trying to trick me into not understanding, or is he trying to trick me into the world?" ā
Feng Xiaoxiao is a veteran of the use of spiritual powers, and after learning the "Soul Transfer Dafa", he gradually integrated it, and finally made up his own "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" with "Meditation Decision" and "Ming Yugong".
His "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" was very different from the original exercise, like a torn piece of broken armor, after being re-trained, it was more in line with himself than the original creator.
Therefore, when he obtained the original copy of the "Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa" from Lu Miaozi, he only observed but did not learn it, because he had already known the most subtleties of this exercise, and he not only knew it, but also knew why it was so.
The old monk's words can deceive others, but it is impossible to hide Feng Xiaoxiao, who is well aware of spiritual attacks, the so-called Buddhist mantra is just another way of saying spiritual attacks, he can also use it, and he doesn't have to make any mudras, but the power is far less grand.
The gray-clothed monk smiled and said, "The benefactor is really a Fang family, but using the mudra to trigger the heart and spit out the truth, or triggering the handprint from the heart and spitting out the truth, is related to whether or not you have the Buddha nature of Huigen. ā
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Really? Although I don't understand the Buddha, I also know a lot about the mantra in the master's mouth, and it seems that I have completely entered the evil path. ā
He sneered and sneered: "It's the same impact on the spirit of others, you use it to be boundless Buddhism, and I use it to be the evil devil's outer way, it's really unreasonable." ā
The gray-clothed monk shook his head and said, "There is no good or evil in the sword, the righteous use it for good, and the evil for evil, isn't it a matter of course?" ā
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and said: "I don't deny this, but who is right and who is evil, and who has the final say?" ā
The gray-clothed monk said: "Merit is in the hearts of the people. ā
Feng Xiaoxiao lightly drew his sword in his hand and said, "I have been taught, dare to ask the master's number." ā
The gray-clothed monk said, "Mantra." ā
Feng Xiao Xiao Ping Jian stared and said slowly: "Feng Xiao Xiao." ā
The heart mirror suddenly unfolded, and there was no reservation.
No matter what the reason, if he can force the wind and snow into the tower and trap him, this mantra master's skill must be amazingly high, terrifyingly high, he must not have the slightest slackness, and will definitely go all out.
The wind rises from the edge of the sword in front of him, condenses the thunder, collects the clear light, the electric light is hidden, and the time wheel freezes when the storm and thunder are about to come out, but it is already unstoppable!
The Master of Shingon shot a deep and unfathomable light full of wisdom in his eyes, and his hand was sealed with a Buddha seal, and he shouted, "Pro! (To be continued.) )