suddenly!
A burst of Sanskrit sounds sounded in the void, echoing in the rift valley, containing mysterious power and shocking the mind!
"Om-ma-na-bah-mi-hum!"
With every Sanskrit sound uttered, the entire void trembled violently.
All the corpses and bloody people in front of Su Zimo disappeared.
There are no mountains of corpses or rivers of blood.
Everything is just an illusion!
The only thing that really existed was the skinny white palm floating above Su Zimo's head!
Not far away, a young novice monk walked slowly. He was young but had a solemn appearance. Two divine lights burst out from his eyes, staring closely behind Su Zimo!
In the little novice's right hand, he holds a string of Buddhist beads and keeps chanting Sanskrit sounds in his mouth.
The palm of his left hand holds a lotus platform, emitting a mysterious halo.
As the young novice walked along, many of the illusions that had originally appeared in Su Zimo's sight quietly collapsed, revealing a winding and rugged rift valley again.
He was standing at a corner of the rift valley, and not far ahead was the dilapidated ancient temple!
When the woman in white shirt saw the little novice monk appearing, her expression suddenly became alarmed and uncertain.
The pair of bloody holes on his face were facing the lotus platform in the hands of the young novice, hesitant and seemed a little afraid.
"That ghost, why don't you leave quickly!"
The little novice monk looked majestic and gave a soft drink.
I saw him raising the lotus platform in his left hand and gently sending it in the direction of the woman in white.
This lotus platform was actually suspended in mid-air, floating over.
The white lotus petals bloom in sequence, layer by layer from the outside to the inside.
As the lotus petals bloomed, an extremely terrifying aura burst out from the entire lotus platform!
"ah!"
The woman in white shirt screamed, turned into a ball of mist, fled towards the distance, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The little novice monk stepped forward quickly, took back the lotus platform, tugged on Su Zimo's sleeves, and whispered: "Donor, leave quickly!"
With that said, the little novice monk turned around and ran towards the ancient temple.
Su Zimo's heart trembled and he quickly followed.
Fortunately, this place is not too far from the ancient temple. After a dozen breaths, the two of them have returned to the ancient temple.
The little novice monk turned around and closed the door, then breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving your life." Su Zimo bowed and thanked him.
The young novice waved his hand and said with a smile: "The donor is too polite. This is the responsibility of the young monk."
"You still don't know the friendly law number?" Su Zimo asked.
The young novice said: "The young monk understands the truth."
"Ming Zhen, Ming Zhen."
Su Zimo murmured softly.
Innocence, sincerity, truth.
This is the feeling that the little novice monk brings to Su Zimo.
The word 'true' really says it all.
"Those ghosts and monsters outside are extremely ferocious and have boundless power. Even this little monk is no match for them."
Mingzhen explained: "The fierce ghost just now was worried about the lotus platform and thought that the master was coming, so he turned around and ran away. If we wait for her to react, we will be in misfortune."
Su Zimo felt guilty and said, "I was careless just now, and I almost got you in trouble."
After eight years of practice, everything was ruined in one day, and he was reduced from the most evil evildoer in all time to a mortal. Such a huge gap and blow would be difficult for anyone to accept.
Just now, he left the ancient temple. On the one hand, he was curious and wanted to see what was outside the ancient temple.
On the other hand, I really felt a little depressed.
His state of mind was still greatly affected!
Mingzhen seemed to see the distress in Su Zimo's heart and said: "Actually, as long as you don't leave this place, there will be no danger. Although this courtyard is not big, the donor can move around at will, and he can also read the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion at will. .”
"When the time comes, we can confirm each other's experiences and understand Buddhism together."
After a pause, Mingzhen seemed to have thought of something again, and quickly reminded: "By the way, the donor must not go to the backyard of the main hall!"
After saying this, Mingzhen seemed to have thought of something terrible, and actually shrank his neck, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Su Zimo was surprised.
Just now, when Mingzhen faced that ferocious and terrifying evil ghost with overwhelming magical powers, he was majestic and showed no fear.
Why did he look like this when he mentioned the backyard of the main hall
What is there behind this hall that makes Ming Zhen so afraid
Moreover, Su Zimo noticed a detail.
Just now, when he was about to go out, Mingzhen just reminded him that it was very dangerous outside and he must not go too far.
But now, Mingzhen actually warned Su Zimo with absolute certainty not to go to the backyard of the main hall!
Su Zimo nodded.
He really didn't want to cause Mingzhen any more trouble.
After Mingzhen warned him, he sat back on the futon, took out the thick ancient book from the storage bag, opened it carefully, and started reading.
At this moment, the little fox woke up leisurely.
However, she was greatly frightened and stayed in Su Zimo's arms, refusing to leave.
Mingzhen looked at it for a while, seemed to have thought of something, handed the ancient book in his hand to Su Zimo, and said sincerely: "Donor, if you don't know which scripture to start with, why not read this scripture, you will definitely learn a lot. reward."
"This scripture, every word is exquisite, and it contains the mysteries of heaven and earth. Every time you read it, you will have different insights. It is really exquisite."
Su Zimo smiled bitterly in his heart.
Don't say he has no thoughts now.
Even if his cultivation level was still there, he probably wouldn't be able to read those obscure scriptures.
Su Zimo declined politely: "My injury has not healed yet, so I don't want to waste my energy too much. You can take a look first."
Ming Zhen seemed to believe it or not, and said with some confusion: "Chanting sutras, worshiping the Buddha, meditating and enlightening the Tao are the most enjoyable things in the world. How can it consume your mind?"
Mingzhen shook his head, seemingly unable to understand Su Zimo's words.
Seeing Mingzhen's enthusiasm, Su Zimo was a little embarrassed, so he asked, "What is the name of this ancient book? After you read it, I will go find it and have a look."
Of course, this was just a casual question from Su Zimo, not something he really wanted to see.
"The Lotus Sutra of Myoho."
"oh."
Su Zimo responded absently, and just when he turned his head, his expression changed!
"Myoho Lotus Sutra?"
Su Zimo looked at Mingzhen in disbelief and asked again.
"yes."
Mingzhen nodded naturally.
Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly and stood blankly for a while before revealing a wry smile.
"Miaofa Lotus Sutra" is known as the first secret method of alchemy.
Thousands of years ago, a shocking catastrophe struck, Fahua Temple was destroyed, and the "Miaoho Renge Sutra" was lost.
After all this time, no one has ever found any trace of the Lotus Sutra.
Therefore, there is a saying that has always been circulated in the world of cultivation.
That is, the Lotus Sutra was buried in the ruins of Daqian.
The reason why Su Zimo rushed to the Daqian ruins was not at all for Zhu Guo. Half of the reason was because of the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra"!
It's a pity that fate has its way with people.
By the time he actually saw the Lotus Sutra, he could no longer practice it.
The rumors are correct, the Lotus Sutra is indeed in the ruins of Daqian.
But who would have thought that this scripture would be at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley!
Su Zimo finally realized why there was such a weird, old and crude temple at the bottom of Dragon Burial Valley.
This temple was probably built by the surviving monks from Fahua Temple and Daming Temple!
But, what is the purpose of building such a temple at the bottom of this valley