Old Man Li asked some more questions, but couldn't get anything out of them, so he gave him two or three more cups of tea. He said he wanted to take a rest when he was tired, so he left and entered the inner courtyard. He saw He Jianfei standing by the pillar with an expression on his face. The unpleasantness startled him, and he laughed and said: "I didn't know that you had a hobby of eavesdropping. It's just eavesdropping. Are you still refusing to leave, waiting for me to expose your behavior? He Jianfei turned around and smiled: "Who said I was eavesdropping? I was just passing by and happened to overhear a little bit. Don't talk nonsense." Seeing that there was no one in the bathroom, Old Man Li said, "I'm going to take a shower first." , I will interrogate you properly when I come back." After He Jianfei saw off Old Man Li, he quickly came to the room and took out his mobile phone to make a call. "Wow wow wow..." A scream came from the other end of the phone, and He Jianfei said angrily and funny: "Yinzi, it's me, why are you yelling?" Tian Yinzhen said angrily: "How many times have I told you that I take a shower? Don't call me. Why are you looking for my aunt?" He Jianfei whispered: "I want to ask you if you know anyone who knows the three-flower body protection technique in their 20s, or has reached the state of gathering the three qi. people."
"Yes, aren't you quite familiar with him yourself?"
"Ah! Who is it? Tell me quickly! Why can't I remember such a person?"
"Master Bodhidharma."
"He'll know how to do it when he's 16."
"Hey, handsome guy?"
"... Yinzi, I'm serious!"
"I'm also serious. If you don't believe me, you can look up Buddhist scriptures."
"It's okay, my dear, remember to wipe it clean when you take a shower, otherwise you won't be able to get married."
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean..." He Jianfei had hung up his phone and placed it on the stage, looking lost.
Uncle Li wiped the water droplets from his hair and walked in. He saw He Jianfei sitting blankly on the edge of the bed, not at all like his usual sunny and active self. He couldn't help asking: "What are you worried about? I think things are progressing quite well now." It went well." He Jianfei managed to cheer up and said, "I'm thinking, it seems that Senior Aqiang's magic power does have many ulterior secrets. Maybe this is the biggest reason why he would rather commit suicide than suppress the Li Gui." Old Uncle Li Said: "It's okay if he committed suicide alone, why did he involve a group of twenty-three people? Dong Hao refused to give up after one person died, and she still refused to let go after twenty-three people died." He always admired Ah. Strong, but in this matter, I felt that what he did was too outrageous, unlike his usual cautious style. He Jianfei sighed and said: "He may not have thought of this level. Who could have expected that Dong Ou's resentment would be so deep?" Old Man Li said: "By the way, what path did the old man say the two Taoist priests buried just now?" What is a 'snake'?" He Jianfei suddenly smiled when he mentioned this, and said with a smile: "Where is the 'passage snake'? The white-haired man heard it wrong. In fact, it is made of copper to look like a deer's tongue. , called the 'Bronze Deer Tongue', is a magical weapon specially used to suppress evil ghosts who have been grudged for many years. I also thought about using it to deal with Dongyao, but later gave up. Suppression is not the right thing to do, and it will aggravate her resentment. It's my fault." Old Uncle Li said: "It would be great if we could find those two little Taoist priests..." In an instant, He Jianfei's face turned gloomy again. I don't know why he was so unhappy. It was thanks to him that he shouldered the blame for the ghost road. And we agree that we want to make him happy. So Old Man Li picked up a pillow and threw it at He Jianfei. He Jianfei was shocked and said, "What are you doing?" Old Man Li smiled and said, "Don't think I'm an idiot. You just kept calling me a white-haired man. Don't think that I don't know that you are scolding me, don't I have gray hair?" He threw another pillow over. Suddenly there were screams in the room. "No, I didn't mean it. Wow, you're not allowed to throw things made of iron—"
It was not until dusk that Master Chanyue came to the village. He Jianfei and Old Man Li were already waiting impatiently at the entrance of the village. They were chatting and chatting. Even Qin Shihuang had arrived. Only then did they see Master Chanyue staggering towards him. He Jianfei went up to meet him and said: "Senior Brother, soldiers are very fast. Even if a hundred thousand troops escaped safely with your procrastination like this." Master Chanyue said angrily: "You still say? It's all you! You pointed the stinky direction! You didn't tell me this place in advance. If there is no traffic, my legs will be broken!" He Jianfei was laughing secretly in his heart, when Old Man Li had already stepped forward to greet Master Chanyue. After the ceremony, Master Chanyue said to He Jianfei: "Is that temple really that powerful? You didn't coax me to go down the mountain, did you?" He Jianfei said: "I coaxed you to go to such a ghost place. What did you bring? Bring the magic weapon?" Master Zenyue said with a smile: "Don't be surprised when I take it out." He took out a shining alms bowl. He Jianfei exclaimed: "The treasure of the temple - the purple golden bowl?! Bring it and let me take a closer look." Master Zenyue hurriedly hid behind him and said: "This is the leader's token, don't touch it casually." He Jianfei shouted : "Stingy! I often hugged Master to sleep when he was here." Old Uncle Li smiled when he saw that Master Chanyue was about the same age as him, but he didn't have the airs of an abbot. He was also playing around with He Jianfei like a child. I thought to myself, no wonder the monks in Mount Wutai live long lives.
Just as he was talking, a large number of villagers came from a distance. The leader stepped forward and clasped his hands and said to Master Chanyue: "I am the village chief of this village. I heard that the master abbot of Wutai Mountain came to succumb to the demons in person. We are here to implore the master to use his great magic power. Give the villagers a real peace." Master Zenyue quickly returned the favor and said: "The donor meant what he said, and I will do my best. But how did the donor know that I would come." The village chief smiled and said: "Isn't this simple? Your junior brother brought Sun Tzu came to investigate in person, so we thought the master would definitely come too.”
"Grandson?" By the time He Jianfei figured out what the villagers meant and wanted to correct them, the villagers had already gone away, leaving only Master Chanyue and Old Man Li snickering.
He Jianfei was so frustrated that he suddenly turned around and shouted to Master Chanyue and Old Man Li who were still laughing: "Why don't you go quickly? When it gets dark, our world will no longer be ours." Master Chanyue said: " Why can't you wait until daytime tomorrow to go?" Old Man Li hurriedly explained to Master Chanyue the time when the temple appeared. The three of them stayed in the village for a while, borrowing some tables and stools. When they arrived at the open space, dusk had quietly fallen. After looking around, Master Zenyue sprinkled the Dharma water, set up the incense table, offered lamps and candles, and arranged the Dharma symbols, waiting for the temple to appear. When the clock hands pointed to six o'clock, the sky was already slightly dark, the sun had completely set, and a strong wind came up, blowing the dead trees on both sides swaying wildly, sand and dust everywhere, and a large thick fog spread, faintly revealing a temple exuding black energy. . Master Chanyue and He Jianfei looked at each other and said, "Here we come." He Jianfei picked up the yellow talisman, burned it on a candle, and flicked it toward the temple. With a "bang" sound, the yellow talisman was ejected. "Elder brother, there is a barrier outside this evil temple." Master Zenyue grabbed seven flying star knives, recited the Seven Star Mantra, and flew towards the temple one by one in the manner of the Big Dipper. Hearing a "crash", He Jianfei shouted happily: "Okay, the barrier is broken, let's go in."
Master Zenyue bowed to the incense table and said: "Please give me the treasure of the temple." The purple golden bowl slowly rose and came into the hands of Master Zenyue. Master Zenyue held the purple bowl and said to He Jianfei and Mr. Li: " Let's go in and see what happens." Walking to the temple gate, the purple golden bowl released thousands of brilliant flames. Master Zenyue was secretly frightened, and his grievance was indeed deep. Under the protection of Guanghua, the three people approached the temple gate safely. He Jianfei couldn't help but tremble all over because he clearly saw something red written on the wall. It was the word "death" written in blood. The blood seemed to be still flowing, and the atmosphere was strange. The three of them entered the temple gate. I saw that it was misty and dim inside, and the surrounding scenery could not be seen clearly. In the dust, a tattered statue fell beside the altar, a dust-covered spiritual tablet leaned against the incense burner, and a few rotting incense sticks were inserted. inside. Master Chanyue took a step forward and was about to pick up the spiritual tablet to check, when He Jianfei exclaimed: "Brother, be careful!"
I saw dozens of red lights suddenly emitting from the eyes of the fallen statue, flying towards Master Chanyue and Uncle He Jianfei and Li respectively. At this critical moment, an almost absurd idea flashed through He Jianfei's mind. He took a half step back and half turned behind Old Man Li. The red light was blocked. The situation on Master Zenyue's side is not good. The remaining dozens of red lights were still launching waves of fierce attacks at him. Even if he held the purple golden bowl in his hand, he couldn't deal with it for a while. He Jianfei never expected that this fierce ghost's skills were so profound. Even Zijinbo was at a disadvantage when he came up. Seeing the statue of the god continuously emitting red light, he did not attack either of them, but only aimed at Master Zenyue. Master Zenyue was blocking from left to right, and it was extremely hard. He thought about the mantra but had no time to spare. He only glanced reproachfully at He Jianfei who was standing silently aside, hoping that he could help. Unfortunately, He Jianfei didn't notice his eyes at all. He just stood quietly facing the statue, as if thinking about something. Uncle Li couldn't tell at all that Master Chanyue could only parry but had no power to fight back. He thought Master Chanyue was demonstrating Wutai Mountain's exquisite martial arts and cheered loudly for him to come on.
After resisting for a while, the Zijin Bowl suddenly vibrated slightly. Master Zenyue was startled and couldn't care anymore. He shouted: "It's broken, Zijinbo is angry." While he was distracted by this, a beam of red light hit his left arm, and Master Zenyue staggered. , hurriedly stood firm, not daring to speak anymore at this time, focusing on resisting the red light, just hoping that the junior brother would not continue to be in a daze. Old Man Li was at a loss as to what "Zijinbo was angry" meant. When He Jianfei heard Master Chanyue's exclamation, he immediately woke up. Sure enough, Zijinbo's whole body began to emit a strange colorful light, which gradually spread. He Jianfei heard from his master that this purple golden bowl was said to be left by Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty who took the Western Scriptures. It had been worshiped with incense for two thousand years and had already become spiritual. When surrounded by evil spirits, it will automatically emit golden light to drive them away. If the evil spirits are strong and cannot be dispersed, Zijinbo will become angry and his power will suddenly increase dozens of times. This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that when the Zijin Bo becomes stronger, it will break away from its master's control and even bite the master back. But He Jianfei is not worried about this. With Master Chanyue's determination, it will still be difficult for Zijinbo to "break free".
"All dharma has returned to the sect, and the Buddha nature in the world has gathered in Wutai!" Master Zenyue couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that He Jianfei had finally taken action. The golden light from He Jianfei's "Returning Spell" and the golden light from the purple golden bowl merged into a thick golden pillar and attacked the statue. The statue shook violently, and thousands of red lights erupted from its body. Master Chanyue and He Jianfei immediately complained secretly. Unexpectedly, the combined efforts of the brothers could not completely defeat it, but instead angered it. "Junior brother, Zijinbo must be angry. Go outside quickly..." Master Chanyue could only manage to say this half of the sentence. The red light had arrived, and he hurriedly shut up and stabilized his spirit to fight the attack. He Jianfei retreated to Old Man Li as early as possible and set up the barrier as quickly as possible. Uncle Li saw the two of them fighting in full swing, and when He Jianfei pulled away, he asked curiously: "Aren't you going to help your senior brother?" He Jianfei had no time to explain, so he ran out of the temple gate in three steps at a time and gasped. Zijinbo has become angry, and huge energy surrounds it, causing the surrounding air to be severely distorted, gradually turning the open space into a sealed vortex. The so-called "mana field" in the magic world has been formed. The shock wave overflowed the temple gate, and the entire open space shook violently, as if there was an earthquake. He Jianfei only glanced around, seeing gloomy black mist everywhere, and his face changed drastically: "The demonic aura is soaring into the sky, and the black clouds are blocking the sun!" He looked at the senior brother who was still in a stalemate, and his withered face was already covered with beads of sweat. If this continues, none of the three of them will be able to escape, and they will be killed!
how so? how so? How can this be! He Jianfei held his head and squatted down in pain. Huge shock and surprise kept hitting his head. Did he predict wrongly? Its power should be weakened a lot, but why is it still so strong? It's completely beyond the scope of my imagination! If it were based on its power back then, it would probably have destroyed all ten Wutai Mountains. Yes, the eldest brother is the abbot of Wutai Mountain. He is bound by the honor and disgrace of the sect, but he must not die. "Evil arises from its origin, and freedom is its solution." He Jianfei remembered these words from his master, stood up and ran back to the temple. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth, took off the relic necklace from his neck and stuffed it into Old Man Li's hand, and then said nothing. Said, rushed out the door. Old Uncle Li caught the relic necklace and said in shock: "He Jianfei, what do you want to do?"
By the time He Jianfei rushed out the door, his face had already turned pale. Is this world or hell? A vague white shadow jumped out of each temple, and each temple was shaking violently. The sky was covered with endless dust, and it was spinning faster and faster as the vortex intensified. He Jianfei examined the situation around him, and without saying a word, he took out the black smoke from his arms and threw it into the air. The black smoke breaks through the black fog, reaches the blue sky, and blooms into beautiful fireworks. Old man Li originally wanted to rush out, but he didn't have the power to break through the shock wave, so he had to stand on the threshold and watch blankly. When he saw He Jianfei setting off fireworks, he couldn't help but cursed: "Are you still in the mood to set off fireworks at this time? Come in and help your senior brother. I'm busy!" Over there, Master Zenyue had big beads of sweat on his forehead, and his expression changed drastically when he heard the word "fireworks." How did Mr. Li know that those were not ordinary fireworks, but life-saving fireworks that were not used in critical situations as a last resort? He called the nearby Taoist and Dharma brothers to come to the rescue immediately. What Master Chanyue was afraid of wasn't that there was no one nearby or that he wouldn't be able to save him in time. He just said, "He Jianfei is not allowed to use that spell!" Thousands of red lights rushed out in an instant. Master Chanyue quickly shut up and sighed. I thought in my heart that this was fate. We two brothers will go to see Master here. But if you want to find a way to rescue Old Man Li, he is not a member of the magic world.
He Jianfei stood outside and looked quietly at the black mist that kept approaching, as well as the blurry white figures jumping over. At this critical moment of life and death, his mind was empty. Everyone remembered clearly. Everything is organized. "Actually, ghosts are quite afraid of people's yang energy. The reason why ghosts dare to harm people is because the human body blocks the complete dispersion of yang energy. If you use spells to explode your body and then use spells to protect your soul, you will be in trouble in the ghost world. You can become invincible in the world." The master's words echoed in He Jianfei's ears for a long time. After a while, a faint smile appeared on the corner of He Jianfei's mouth. He slowly raised his right hand, condensing his lifelong skills, and was about to cut to his heart. In front of him, Yinzi's smiling face flashed quickly, as well as his parents and Zhang Chuanxun, whose face was covered in blood. He Jianfei closed his eyes in pain: "I'm sorry, Chuanxun, I couldn't avenge you with my own hands." Master Zenyue in the temple worked hard and spared part of his mana to help Old Man Li rush out of the temple, and Old Man Li rushed to the outside of the temple. The rushing sand and stones glanced outside the temple, and were immediately blown back into the temple by the dusty wind. He said to Master Chanyue: "He Jianfei has a smile on his face, and puts his right hand diagonally in front of his left chest. He doesn't know what he is doing."
"No!" Master Chanyue heard the second sentence and couldn't help roaring any longer, "He Jianfei, in the name of the abbot, I order you not to use that spell! Come back! I promised Master to take good care of you." , what shame do you have for asking me to go underground to see the master like this?! Old man Li, call him back quickly!" Master Zenyue was distracted, and thousands of red lights hit him at the same time. Master Zenyue groaned and fell to the ground. On the ground, the purple golden bowl fell down with a clang and rolled several times. Even though Old Man Li didn't understand spells, he knew what He Jianfei was doing from Master Chanyue's tone. He rolled and crawled like crazy and broke through the barrier and went out. Without saying a word, he rushed forward and hugged him tightly. He Jianfei shouted: "Don't move again!" Now things changed. He Jianfei opened his eyes and saw that it was Old Man Li, and his expression changed: "Why can you rush out?" Suddenly his face turned gray: "By the way, of course you want to rush out. You can break out." Old Uncle Li had no idea what he was talking about. He just remembered Master Chanyue's instructions and hugged He Jianfei tightly. Seeing those white figures approaching, He Jianfei said anxiously: "Old man Li, let go! If I don't do this, how can I save you and senior brother?" Old man Li cut off and said: "Neither your senior brother nor I are running for our lives alone." He Jianfei used all his strength to squeeze Old Man Li's hand and said: "You are bound by the mystery-solving lifeblood of Yuanguilu, and the elder brother is burdened with the century-old honor and disgrace of Mount Wutai. Neither of you can die, only I'm going to die. You... let go!" Is the mystery-solving lifeline of Yuengui Lu tied to my body? Old Man Li was stunned, how could He Jianfei say these words? He Jianfei took advantage of his daze to break free from his restraints, raised his right hand and aimed it at his heart.
At this critical moment, I suddenly heard a clear and loud voice from the distance: "The devil is not a devil, and the Tao is not the Tao. On the other side of the light, there is darkness. In the depths of the blood pool, there will never be golden light." There is a small one in front. The bright spots slowly become bigger and bigger. "You lonely ghosts, I promised to spare you and enjoy the offerings, but now you have the guts to come out and cause trouble. Do you really think that what I said fell on deaf ears?" Bai Ying seemed to be afraid of that bright spot, and they fled back to their respective temples. Hiding in. He Jianfei couldn't help but be surprised and stayed where he was. Because that sound seemed to have been heard somewhere. Just when I was suspicious, I saw a person walking slowly out of the black mist in the distance, Dao Guan He, holding a fly whisk in his hand, standing there looking at He Jianfei and smiling. He Jianfei exclaimed in surprise: "Is it you?" It turned out that the man was the old man he met on the train. The old Taoist smiled and said: "I came today just to settle this case. At this time, the enemy's vitality is seriously injured. It is a good time to subdue him." Old man Li was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Thank you for your generous help. Please come to the temple quickly." Here, Master Chanyue is no longer alive." He Jianfei suddenly stopped him with his hand: "Wait a minute! What I just heard from you seems to have something to do with this place..." Seeing the hostility in He Jianfei's eyes, the old Taoist laughed and said: "Intelligent Collection What a good disciple. He is calm in times of crisis and extremely intelligent. Why can’t I, a seasoned man, meet such a person? Do you suspect that I am with them? I might as well tell you the relationship between them. I believe you know the last years of the Qing Dynasty. There are two Taoist priests who came here to slay demons and monsters, and they are the master and the little Taoist." Seeing that He Jianfei was still half-convinced, he sighed: "Silly boy, if I don't know this origin, how can I know the path of the unjust ghost? ?Whether you believe it or not, time waits for no one. If I don't save your senior brother, I'm afraid I won't be able to save him." When He Jianfei heard that he mentioned Master Chanyue, his heart was confused, so he had to give way and said, "I don't know. What magic weapon did you bring?"
The old Taoist laughed loudly and said: "Where is the magic weapon used? Didn't you already bring a perfect one?" He Jianfei said: "You mean the purple golden bowl? But it is already angry and can't be controlled." The old Taoist said: "Your purple gold bowl is extraordinary among Buddhists. Even the most evil ghost can be subdued in just a few seconds. How can you wait for it to get angry? The reason why you fought so hard is because you don't know how to use it. ." He Jianfei was puzzled. Master has taught all the Zijinbo spells, why does this old Taoist priest still say that we don't know how to use them? It's really impressive.