The old man's cloudy eyes became even darker, and he was completely in a daze. At this time, another middle-aged woman came out of the wooden house. She had obviously heard Hai Long's words, and she stood there dumbly looking at Hai Long, and murmured: "You, you It's Hai Long. No, no, you are a devil, give me back my son, give me back my son." While crying, the woman rushed forward, grabbed Hai Long's chest, and shook it vigorously.
Hai Long was stunned, an ominous feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, and he said anxiously: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, what's wrong with you? Where's the bean sprouts? Where did the bean sprouts go?"
Uncle Zhang was completely stunned, while Aunt Zhang was crying loudly, pointing at Hai Long and cursing: "You are not Hai Long, you are a devil, return my son, you return my son."
Hong Zhi flashed out from Hai Long's side, and said in a low voice: "Brother, they seem to be a little unconscious, let me help them. Amitabha, the Dharma is boundless. If you turn your head to the shore, you must show your Buddha nature. Use it from the body. It has infinite benefits. Prajna. That is wisdom. Wisdom uses convenience as merit. Wisdom uses decision-making as its function. It means enlightening the mind at all times. It is the Dharma of all Buddhas and Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi." Hands combined to form a dharma seal, a circle of yellow light directed toward Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang covered them, and the huge Buddha power continuously washed their bodies and minds. Under the shroud of Buddha's power, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang gradually calmed down. However, the expression is still dull. Hai Long glanced at Hong Zhi, knowing that it was not appropriate to provoke them at this time, so he said softly: "Aunt Zhang, I am really Hai Long! Look, my eyes are still so small. Do you remember? When you were young, you were right I am the best person, I don’t have parents, it’s like you raised me up, I love your boiled sweet potatoes the most. Once, I played with Zhang Hao and broke his head, you didn’t even blame me. In Hailong In my heart, you are just like my mother! Aunt Zhang, look at me, I have only been washed and dressed, but I am really Hai Long!"
After hearing Hai Long's words, Aunt Zhang's eyes finally lit up, and she stretched out her hand tremblingly to touch Hai Long. Hai Long carefully took Aunt Zhang's hand and put it on his face, and said softly: "Aunt Zhang, I am really Hai Long! What's going on? Why did Uncle Zhang suddenly become so old, where is Dou Sprout? where it goes."
"Hai Long, you are really Hai Long." As if seeing a relative, Aunt Zhang hugged Hai Long fiercely, tears welling up in her eyes, "Douya, Douya was taken away. Hai Long, Douya said you are going to learn something big." , you must save him, you must save him! I am only such a son, without him, how will our old couple live in the future!"
Hai Long comforted him and said: "Aunt Zhang, please calm down first, and tell me what happened. Who was the bean sprouts taken away?" The urgency in his heart was not inferior to that of Aunt Zhang. Friends, he still looks forward to Zhang Hao being able to meet him at Lian Yunzong as soon as possible.
Aunt Zhang wiped the tears off her face, and said, "It's like this. Since you left, Bean Sprout has been stuck in the room every day, not knowing what to do, and not watching him exercise, but she is much stronger than before. After about a year, I didn’t know that he stretched out his laziness and started to help us with farm work, and he was very strong. At that time, we were really happy. What could be more sensible than our son? Okay. Zhang Hao has grown up day by day, and he must be as tall as you. He is very handsome! Almost all the grown-up girls in our village are interested in him." Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang's face streamed There was a hint of pride, she paused, and she continued: "The life of our family is getting better and better. Just over a month ago, I was preparing to marry Douya'er, when suddenly seven or eight people came to the village , although they look ordinary, but we feel very scary. These people made a lot of money in the village, without saying anything, they took away four children in the village, Douyaer is one of them. Those people are very Powerful, when we rushed up to stop them, they had already flown away with four children."
Hai Long clenched his fists, turned his head and said to Hong Zhi: "If it can make ordinary people feel terrified, they must be people in the evil way. Why do they want to catch Bean Sprouts?"
Hongzhi frowned and said, "I heard from the master that there is a way of magic to brainwash people, make them forget all the things that happened before, and then take it for their own use. Did they arrest your friend to go back and train them to fight against our righteous way?" "Hai Long nodded heavily, and said: "It's very possible. It will be difficult if we are captured by evil ways. We don't even know where the evil ways are!"
Aunt Zhang held Hai Long's hand tightly, and said, "Xiaolong, you must save Dou Sprout! Aunt Zhang begs you."
Hai Long nodded vigorously, and said, "Aunt Zhang, don't worry, even if I die, I will fight against evil to the end." Although he said so, his heart has already cooled down. Even if all the seven sects of the righteous way are dispatched, they may not be able to find the lair of the three sects of the evil way. With his current weak cultivation base, how can he do it? I'm afraid Zhang Hao is in danger.
Hongzhi's expression changed suddenly, and he said, "Brother, there seems to be an evil aura coming over here." A yellow light flashed, and a string of crystal-like transparent rosary beads appeared in his hand. A yellow barrier quickly enveloped the entire village.
Hai Long's heart moved, and he said: "Xiao Zhi, lure those evil people over, maybe they are the ones who took Dou Sprout. We must find out the news, otherwise we will have no chance in the future."
Hongzhi nodded, and the body-protecting Buddha light was bright, and the rosary beads made of eighteen gemstones in the air suddenly shot more than ten rays of light toward the north. The light is very thin, and it seems that its power is not strong.
Hai Long turned his head and said to Uncle Zhang and his wife: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, please go back to the house. We will take care of it here."
Aunt Zhang looked at Hongzhi's spellcasting in surprise, and couldn't help but increase her confidence in Hai Long. She nodded and helped her husband back to the wooden house. Hai Long quickly put on the star blue armor, holding a small iron rod in his right hand, and the bloody gossip in his left hand was shining brightly. After several narrow escapes, he was much stronger than before in the skill of fighting the enemy.
Hongzhi's expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head and said, "Brother, the people from the evil way seem to be very strong. You must be careful later, we will use the village as the basis to fight against them. There are six people in total." The sky suddenly darkened, and a large swath of dark clouds swept over. Outside the realm covered by the rosary beads, it was full of evil spirits. This sudden change caused the villagers who were working in the field to quickly run back to the village. As soon as they entered the defensive barrier of the rosary, their sense of fear disappeared immediately.
Hai Long said: "Xiaozhi, I have seen Sect Master Wuyun cast a spell called Vajra Mantra before, it is very powerful. Do you know it? If there is such a spell, we can at least remain invincible."
Hongzhi nodded, and said, "The Vajra Mantra has been taught to me by the master. It is a great supernatural power, but I have only completed the small perfection state now, and I am afraid that I will not be able to exert its true power when I use it."
Hai Long said: "It doesn't matter, just use as much as you can. It's better to have something than nothing."
Hongzhi smiled wryly and said, "That will consume a lot of mana. But with the Buddhist crystal rosary, I should be able to exert some power." While talking, he made a move with both hands, and the rosary in the air slowly descended on his bald head, unprecedented The huge Buddha power erupted in an instant, Hongzhi Baoxiang stood there solemnly, his body slowly floated up, and under his feet, a huge golden lotus with a diameter of about 1.5 meters quietly emerged, setting off him like a Buddha descending to earth, Hai Long clearly felt that Hong Zhi had pushed his Buddha power to the limit. Although he also knew that Hongzhi was very strong, he did not expect his Buddha power to reach such a level. The peaceful Sanskrit singing sounded. Although Hongzhi's voice did not have the magnificent momentum of Wuyun Buddha, it was clear and distant, "Buddha It is said that space has no bounds and cannot be measured. Bodhisattvas have no abiding appearance to give. The merits and virtues obtained are also like space. They cannot be measured. There is no limit. Nothing in the world is greater than space. Among all natures, nothing is greater than Buddha nature. Why? Those who have form cannot be called great. The void has no form. That is why it is called great. All natures have a limit. They cannot be called great. The Buddha-nature has no limit. Therefore it is called great. There is no east, west, north, south, or north in this void. If you see east, west, north, south, it is also the appearance of dwelling. There is no liberation. The Buddha nature has no self, people, and life. If you can see these four appearances, it is the nature of living beings. It is not called Buddha nature. He said in his heart that there are east, west, north and south. There is nothing in reason. The so-called east and west are not real. The north and south are different. The self-nature is originally empty and mixed. The Buddha Dharma is boundless, and it can save all sentient beings." The mantra he recited was exactly the same as that of Master Wuyun. Arouse a sense of devotion in your heart. Hongzhi's cultivation was obviously insufficient, the golden lotus under the seat was constantly flashing, and the eighteen Buddha crystal rosary beads above his head were shining brightly. Under the infusion of the Vajra Mantra, the invisible large golden light firmly covered the village. The villagers who just ran back to the village almost all saw Hongzhi in the sky. For ordinary people like them, what they saw could only be described as miraculous. In unison, the villagers knelt on the ground one by one, praying devoutly Blessed by the Buddha.
There was a trace of tiredness on Hongzhi's face, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes. It was also his first time to use the Vajra Mantra. Although it was far from being as powerful as the real Vajra Mantra, it was already very difficult for him to successfully use this mantra. If Buddha Wuyun was here at this time, he would be surprised from ear to ear. The Vajra Mantra is one of the great supernatural powers of the Buddhist sect, and it is impossible to use it without a cultivation level equivalent to that of the non-falling realm. At this time, Hongzhi's cultivation is still a certain distance away from Buzhuo. Although he borrowed the power of the magic weapon, being able to use this spell is a testament to the purity of his Buddha power.
The sky has completely darkened, and Baoxiang Hongzhi sits majestically cross-legged in the air. He knows that a powerful enemy is coming, and with a flash of light in his eyes, he said in a deep voice: "All benefactors, please follow the poor monk to recite the Prajna wave." Luo Mi." His soft voice spread throughout the village in an instant, and the worshiping villagers raised their heads, sitting cross-legged on the ground one by one, as if they were controlled by Hongzhi. Hongzhi closed his eyes and murmured: "The Prajna Paramita mantra is a great god mantra, a great Ming mantra, an unsurpassed mantra, and an inexhaustible mantra. It can get rid of all suffering. It is true and true, so I say, The Prajna Paramita Mantra said the mantra: Prajna Paramita, Prajna Paramita, Prajna Paramita..." The lips kept moving, and the Vajra Mantra shone brightly under the urging of the Prajna Paramita Mantra , the villagers below clasped their hands together and chanted along with Hongzhi. Eighteen streaks of golden light were emitted from the Buddha crystal rosary beads, which rushed into the dark clouds in the sky, and the dark clouds fluctuated violently. In an instant, a ray of sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and drifted down, immediately bringing some warmth to the small village in the Western Regions.
Hai Long thought to himself: Compared with Hong Zhi, he is still far behind! Hongzhi's Buddhism is so profound, far beyond his imagination. The current him doesn't look like a wine and meat monk.
At this moment, there was a mournful long howl, and six black shadows loomed out of the dark clouds. One of them was the first, and with a wave of his hand, a mass of black and purple light rushed into the dark clouds, immediately blocking the sunlight that Hongzhi had just led outer. The six people were just floating out of thin air. The leader was a graceful figure, wrapped in a big black cloak, and looked like a woman. They did not launch an attack on the Vajra Mantra, they floated and stayed in the air a hundred meters away, and a soft and deep voice sounded, "It turns out that a master is here, and the Mozong has no time to be justified."
Hai Long roared fiercely, jumped onto Hongzhi's golden lotus, pointed the small iron rod at Li Wuxia, and said, "Demon girl, did you capture the people in this village, and let them come back quickly. Otherwise, we'll beat you like hell All gods will be destroyed." Under the protection of the Vajra Mantra, he could not feel the threat from the six people at all, and when he thought of Zhang Hao being arrested, he couldn't care less about anything.