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In the main hall of the dilapidated Hokke Temple, the mottled golden body reflects the moonlight and is dotted with stars. (Please search for the fastest novel website!)

The simple altar is erected, the whole body is red gold, and the scriptures of Buddhism are engraved on it, and the Zen heart is not moved, as if the brilliance is flowing uncertainly.

The mountain wind blows, whirring, faintly, there is a bleak breath, thousands of years of dissipation.

Under the altar, Dong Xin'er's bun was raised high, her skin was whiter than snow, and the corners of her goose-yellow skirt were swinging, revealing her white calves, which were as crystal clear as jade.

At this time, Fang Ziruo was not in the mood to appreciate the wonderful person beside him, he walked around the altar one after another, up and down, left and right, and looked several times before he showed a satisfied smile.

"It's time to go. “

Fang Ziruo took a deep breath, he took out a dark golden bead-like item from his bosom, and carefully placed it in the center of the altar.

The bead was half the size of a fist, dim, and there were clear cracks on it, as if it would crack into a pile of pieces in the next moment. However, if someone takes a closer look, it will be seen that the whole bead exudes a faint lotus fragrance, which is refreshing, and the heart is calm when you smell it.

"It's actually a relic, it's really funny. ”

Jing Younan, who sneaked back early, saw the beads in the center of the altar, and his eyes shrank.

The relics are the Buddhist monks after sitting, the Buddhist Zen nature is condensed, whether it is used to refine the Buddha treasure, or to meditate and concentrate, it is a rare treasure. There are even more eminent monks who have put their own Buddhist methods into the relics, which is even more remarkable.

Because of this, relics can be described as priceless and rare.

Now the two of them have actually taken out this kind of treasure, and it seems that they have a lot of plans.

Jing Younan secretly operated the three-element fetal breath technique, and the breath was like nothing, and the whole person blended into the night, without the slightest trace.

"Brother Ziruo, there is only one last step left. ”

Dong Xin'er naturally didn't know that Jing Younan was going and returning, her beautiful eyes stared at the relics that shimmered on the altar, and her face flushed with excitement.

I really didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

Now, only one step away from that crazy treasure, Rao is Dong Xin'er boasted of being calm, and her breathing became heavy.

"Xin'er, you protect me, I want to cast a spell. ”

If Fang Ziruo straightened the scholar's towel on his head, and used the Confucian method of meditation to dispel distracting thoughts, the whole person was like a big pen like a rafter, square and square, and the evil demons retreated.

"The Lotus Sutra of Three Lives, immovable fundamental Zen, great freedom, great light, great liberation. ”

Fang Ziruo chanted the mysterious and obscure scriptures loudly in his mouth, and with a shake of his long sleeves, half a page of Buddhist scriptures flew out and landed steadily on the altar.

The Buddhist scriptures are only half-cut and yellow, and at a glance you can see that they have gone through countless years. Although the above scriptures are only the size of a fly's head, they are all full of energy and have great origins.

As if feeling the breath of the relics around him, half of the scriptures suddenly bloomed with boundless light, and one by one the runes flew out and hung in mid-air, shining brightly.

A phantom image of the Buddha appeared above the altar, and the Sanskrit Buddha sang, resounding through the void.

The Buddha's whole body is red gold, with three heads and six faces, or majesty, or anger, or laughter, or compassion, or suffering, or silence, each face is different, and has its own Buddha teachings.

At the same time, the relics flew up and hung above the Buddha, hanging down thin threads of gold like a dazzling thread, shining gold, shining and dazzling.

"What is recorded in the classics at home is correct, and it really leads to the phantom of the immovable king. ”

Dong Xin'er's heart pounded excitedly, pinching the corners of her skirt like a little girl, her big watery eyes were full of joy.

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F2O is a joke, and if they see this scene, they won't regret it. ”

Fang Ziruo couldn't calm down anymore, and his fists clenched.

For this scene, he endured a lot of secret ridicule and ridicule, and now he finally came to the end.

"It's the phantom of the immovable king, is that page of the scriptures a scripture that records the immovable king?"

In the corner, Jing Younan looked at the phantom of the Buddha blooming in the sky, thoughtful.

The immovable Ming King, also known as the Bodhisattva of the Immovable Ming King, is a very powerful Ming King in the Buddhist classics. It is said that the strength of this Ming King is no less than that of ordinary Buddhas, but he has made a great wish to protect the Buddha and has always achieved the body of the Ming King.

There are a vast number of Buddhist classics that record the immovable Ming King, but there are very few classics that can trigger his virtual shadow, and they must touch the fundamental meaning of this Ming King.

Perhaps, there is some unknown connection between the scriptures and the relics. ”

Jing Younan set his eyes on the relics that were hanging down with wisps of golden light, which were already covered with dense Buddhist runes, and their appearance had changed greatly.

Just when Jing Younan was thinking about it, there was a new change in the hall.

The relics exploded with a bang, turning into a rain of golden flowers and falling colorfully. The phantom of the Fudo Ming King suddenly solidified a little, and the six faces seemed to come to life, and an unimaginable majesty descended on the temple, deep as the sea.

The eyes of the King of Fudo Ming shot out two golden pillars of light, and countless Buddhist runes rose and fell in them, deducing all kinds of incredible Buddhist Zen scriptures, with great light, great freedom, and great detachment.

The whole temple is covered with a layer of golden light, lotus flowers bloom everywhere, and the Buddha preaches, as if he is about to turn into a pure land.

"Taking refuge in the mantra?"

Jing Younan's eyes were solemn, the fetal breath in his body was running, and a cloud of spiritual light rushed out of his head, and three bright lights lit up, protecting his body and resisting the golden light entering his body with all his might.

The golden light in front of him, Jing Younan had seen in the notes of the Baiyun Daoist, was called Refuge. If you open your mind, you will be able to receive the mantra and Buddha seal taught by Buddhism,\

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u5bf9 It is very beneficial to practice Buddhism in the future. It can be said that this is the dream of Buddhist cultivators.

However, it is different for people like Jing Younan who have laid a solid foundation and stepped into the Xuanmen, once the refuge golden light enters the body, it will strongly drive out the original Xuanmen Dao recipe and directly reshape the Dao foundation. When the time comes, the only way to do this is to re-enter Buddhism and become a disciple of Buddhism.

The heart is dead and silent, and the yuan is kept one.

At the critical moment, Jing Younan entered an ethereal state, full of spiritual wit, as if he was dead and silent, not moving and not living.

The light of refuge is buzzing outside, but it can't go any further.

I don't know how long it took for the vision to dissipate and the temple to darkness again.

The silver glow hangs down, and you can clearly see that above the altar, three items float up, a fishing drum, a silver box, and a pill gourd.

"Hey, this fishing drum," Dong Xin'er looked up and down, her eyes showed a strange look, how could this magic weapon have a Xuanmen atmosphere.

"Xin'er, don't you know, Fahua Temple at that time was a rare Buddhism and Taoism. ”

Fang Ziruo was not surprised, he learned from the ancient books of his family that Fahua Temple was a rare Buddhism and Taoism at that time, with monks and Taoist priests. Perhaps, this magic weapon of fishing drums was left by a certain Taoist.

Compared with the magic weapon, he cares more about the elixir contained in the pill gourd, which is the secret elixir of Fahua Temple, which almost has the effect of being reborn, and it is truly immeasurable. As long as you take it, you can reach the sky in one step, and the carp will turn into a dragon.

As for the silver box of the third piece, although I don't know the origin, it can be placed together with the jade ruler and the pill gourd, and it must also have a history.

"The road to eternal life begins here. ”

Fang Ziruo laughed, his attitude was flying, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the three treasures directly on the altar. As long as the three treasures are in hand, the world is big, and there is a place for it.

"Giggles, I can't imagine that I have stayed in Fahua Temple for hundreds of years, and I don't know that there is such a treasure here. Two children, that's really good. ”

Suddenly, a coquettish chuckle suddenly sounded, the blue musk was fragrant, and the sound of ringing was sounded.

"Who?"

Fang Ziruo and Dong Xin'er's faces changed drastically, and they turned around at the same time.

I don't know when, a charming woman behind the two of them was looking at them with a smile.

This woman's face is like a peach blossom, ice muscles and jade bones, and she only wears a thin gauze skirt like a cicada's wings, revealing a towering ****, slender and straight legs, in the moonlight, which is intoxicating.

Although Dong Xin'er is also a well-known local beauty, she has had countless suitors since she was a child, but compared with the woman in front of her, she is still a few points behind. This woman who appeared suddenly, as if every inch of her skin exuded a strong ****, which made people can't help but have all kinds of fantasies.

Anyone who sees this woman will want to throw her to the ground and do whatever they want. Her red lips, her ****, her thin legs, there is no place that is not beautiful to the extreme, **** to the extreme.

Fang Ziruo couldn't help but look confused, fortunately, he had just been refuted by the Buddha's light, and his spirit was the same, and he quickly came to his senses, and a layer of cold sweat immediately appeared on his back.

This woman is really a demon!

Fang Ziruo's eyes were cold, and he had already regarded the charming woman in front of him as a being more terrifying than a fierce tiger beast.

Dong Xin'er is also pretty and frosty, playing the sword for a long time, and the murderous intent on her body can't be hidden. I was almost confused just now, but after reacting, I immediately drew my sword in my hand.

"Giggles, two children, such a beautiful day, pleasing to the eye, let's sit down to drink, admire the moon, why bother to use swords and swords, spoil the scenery. ”

The coquettish woman's eyes flowed, the towering snow-white had a fragrance like an orchid and musk, and with a wave of her slender jade hand, a jade case really appeared in front of her, on which were placed fairy fruit wine, calendula cups.

Immediately, young girls walked out of the void, holding streamers and dancing.

These women are either enchanting, or pure, or gorgeous, or luxurious, all of them have sultry postures, and they can **** out the deepest **** in people's hearts.

It's like a dream, and the scenery is beautiful.

Not to mention Fang Ziruo, even Dong Xin'er is watching the heart flag swaying, and she can't help it, she wants to devote herself to it and enjoy this paradise in the world.

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At a critical juncture, the fishing drums on the altar sounded without wind, and there were bursts of clear sound, rippling like water waves, and they reverberated in the entire hall in a circle.

The lotus flowers are in full bloom, and under the blue light, the scene arranged by the charming woman is like a snow scene under the sun, which quickly melts and disappears, and is shattered and disillusioned one by one.

"Ah,"

Fang Ziruo and Dong Xin'er came to their senses and watched attentively, where are there any immortal scenes, the buildings are full of songs, only the whirring mountain wind, and the cold killing intent. Six feet in front of them, the delicate woman pointed her fingers and pounced.

"Wicked, die. ”

Dong Xin'er was furious, and the long sword in her hand turned into a match that swept all directions, pointing directly at the key point of the charming woman.