Self-cultivation of Dragon Palace disciples

After Elder Fa Ming saw the words Liushahe, his expression suddenly became more solemn.

On this stone tablet, he saw countless resentful souls struggling and howling in it, with hideous grimaces covering the entire stone tablet, but no matter how hard they struggled and desperately stretched out their pitch-black ghost claws to Elder Faming, they were all firmly held by the stone tablet. Locked up, unable to break free at all.

The shrill ghostly howl pierced through the mind, and Elder Fa Ming had to take a deep breath.

"How dangerous is this quicksand river, and there are so many resentful souls." Shocked in his heart, Elder Fa Ming looked up at the rushing quicksand river.

On the turbulent quicksand river, several huge merchant ships were moving forward in the tumbling waves of the river, and the busy sailors desperately maintained the stability of the merchant ships.

The owner of the merchant ship was also pale. He ordered a few sailors to push the two naked slaves out of the ship. After the two slaves fell into the water, a very ugly monster jumped out of the water.

Elder Faming narrowed his eyes. The monster's face was blue and black, his body was covered with broken armor, and his bare feet could only be covered by a piece of broken trousers.

This monster is muscular and has a very burly and strong body. Its red hair is like waves, and its eyes twinkle like a pair of big lanterns.

As soon as he came out of the water, he swallowed the two slaves in one gulp, then he looked back at Elder Faming on the bank, and then sank into the water.

As the monster entered the water, the originally turbulent river calmed down gradually, and the merchant ship could continue to move forward smoothly.

Seeing this scene, Elder Fa Ming was shocked!

If he was not mistaken, the broken armor on the monster should be armor that can only be worn by heavenly generals. This monster is from Heaven?

Just when Elder Fa Ming was stunned, the monster walked ashore with a crescent shovel in his hand.

"Haha, here comes another monk. Today I will taste the taste of you, an old monk!" The red-haired monster's voice was like thunder, and his feet were running like a gust of wind, and his speed was extremely fast.

Elder Fa Ming's face changed, the monster's momentum was so shocking, he sacrificed a Zen stick, and swiped at the opponent with the Zen stick in his hand.

The monster easily blocked it with a crescent shovel, the two weapons collided, and the violent energy exploded in the air, and the huge impact was dispersed, rolling up countless sand and stones.

Elder Fa Ming felt the heavy power in his hands, he shouted loudly, his arms swelled suddenly, and the huge force was applied to his arms, but the Zen staff was firmly blocked and remained motionless.

"Good strength." The red-haired monster laughed loudly, and easily pushed Elder Fa Ming five or six feet away.

Before Elder Fa Ming had time to stand still, he felt a bad wind blowing over his head, and he quickly put the Zen stick across his body.

winter!

Huge power was transmitted from the Zen stick, and Elder Fa Ming only felt that his whole body was affected by a huge force, and his arms trembled so much that he almost couldn't hold the Zen stick steadily.

The lungs in his body were even more injured by this force, and a stream of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at the monster in front of him in amazement, and a ray of Buddha's light flashed in his eyes, "You are a general of heaven, how could you stir up trouble in the quicksand river and do evil things!"

A red light flashed in the eyes of the red-haired monster, and his ferocity erupted instantly, "God general! When I restore the glass cup, I can return to the heaven. You monk is also here to hinder me!?"

The crescent shovel in Rolling Blind's hand slammed down heavily. Elder Fa Ming knew that he was no match for the other party. He took a step back and meditated on the Buddha's Jue, and a huge golden bell emerged to protect him firmly in the middle.

clang!

The bell rang, and the huge impact spread outwards, rolling up a large cloud of dust, and continuously rushed outwards, creating waves five meters high on the surface of the Liusha River.

The water waves came fast and fast, and the few merchant ships that hadn't gone far could not resist at all, and were swallowed by the water waves in an instant.

The rolling shutter didn't care about the death or injury of a few bugs, he held the crescent shovel and slashed at Elder Faming again.

"Amitabha." Elder Fa Ming's face was ugly. He felt a little guilty for causing the death of dozens of people on those merchant ships because of his own fault.

"Hypocritical monk, you, like the little monk before, like to read some tongue-tiring things."

The Buddha power in Elder Fa Ming's body surged, and a huge golden Buddha's palm emerged from the sky, and then slapped it towards the rolling curtain.

Roller blind looked indifferently at the Buddha's palm that was slapped head-on, a layer of dark blue aura suddenly appeared on the crescent shovel in his hand, and the sharp crescent easily split the Buddha's palm in two.

The Buddha's palm that was divided into two halves fell on both sides of the rolling curtain, and half of it smashed a huge half-palm deep pit on the river bank.

The other half fell into the Quicksand River, causing waves to soar into the sky.

The water waves shone with crystal brilliance under the sun, and in this brilliance, there were three or four spots of cyan light and some golden stars twinkling in it.

Rolling shutter, who originally wanted to continue working, saw the cyan light, and immediately stopped in his tracks. He directly left Elder Fa Ming and crossed into the river, and grabbed the pieces of cyan light in the palm of his hand.

"Shards... My Shards...!"

As if seeing a beloved treasure, the roller blind murmured frantically while holding the palm of his hand.

Elder Fa Ming was stunned. He saw that what the rolling shutter was holding was a few pieces of things that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Only when he operated his Dharma eyes could he see that they were a few pieces of gravel shining with special brilliance.

He stood on the shore for a while, seeing that the other party seemed to have no intention of fighting, and Fa Ming didn't miss it either. He raised his hand to grab the few golden rays of light in his palm, and left quickly.

Hurrying back to Huasheng Temple, Elder Fa Ming looked sad. He looked at the golden light in his hand and sighed heavily.

"Amitabha." Zen Master Kong Du walked slowly, "Junior brother, there should be such a calamity in our destiny, so don't feel sad."

Elder Fa Ming adjusted his mood and nodded heavily. He looked at the golden awn in his hand and sighed: "I know, it's not too late."

……

Three years later, a young monk was brought back from his travels. The young monk had delicate features, bright eyes, and a root of wisdom.

Seeing this, Zen Master Kongdu nodded secretly.

The little monk is very talented, he can understand the meaning of Buddhist scriptures almost once, and he can draw inferences from one another. In a few years, he has thoroughly grasped all the scriptures of Huasheng Temple, and faintly became the No. 1 Buddhist scriptures in Huasheng Temple.

When the little monk was 16 years old, he had his own dharma name, Hong Ji.

Monk Hongji has outstanding talent, but he also doesn't like to practice, which makes Elder Faming and Zen Master Kongdu very worried about this.

After getting his own Dharma name, Hong Ji had the idea of ​​traveling abroad. He is a monk with his own opinions, so he bid farewell to his master Faming Elder in the second year, and then left Huasheng Temple.

This time, the moment Hong Ji left Huasheng Temple, Elder Fa Ming felt a wave of heartache.

Not long after, the news of Hong Ji's death came again, and the place was Liushahe.

Elder Fa Ming was shocked when he saw this, and he came to Liusha River again, but this time he did not meet the fallen general, took away the aura and left.

After returning to Huasheng Temple, Zen Master Kongdu also rushed over. He looked at Elder Faming solemnly, "This matter may be his catastrophe, and it cannot be avoided."

Elder Faming nodded, and then said to Zen Master Kongdu: "Brother, I believe he will get through this, and next time I will protect him in secret."

Zen Master Kongdu frowned. He was just about to persuade his younger brother, but seeing his firm expression, he finally turned into a sigh.

Elder Fa Ming left Huasheng Temple again to travel, this time it took him five years to bring back a baby who was still in its infancy.

Eighteen years later, the baby has grown up, and the Dharma name is widely believed.

Maybe it was fate, but Pu Xin also died in the Liusha River and was swallowed by the rolling curtain of the Liusha River.

Elder Fa Ming's face was extremely ugly. He was obviously guarding by the side, but when he was about to save his disciple, he was blinded by an inexplicable wind and sand.

This seems to be repeated again and again.

……

Just after Rolling Blind devoured the young monk for the fifth time, he accidentally discovered that the monks he devoured were vaguely related.

Surprised, he threaded the skulls of these monks into chain beads and hung them around his neck, and then he found that these skulls could absorb a lot of resentment.

So he continued to refine these skulls as a magic weapon to accommodate resentment.

Thirty years later, another monk came to Liushahe, and he swallowed him without hesitation, without even giving him a chance to speak.

After eating the monk, the magic power in the scroll shutter body increased a lot, which surprised the scroll shutter, he didn't expect the monk's meat to have such an effect.

Then, while he was collecting the fragments of the glazed lamp, he ran across the Liusha River. He also expanded his team of collecting the fragments of the glazed lamp, and captured people from villages farther away to find the fragments of the glazed lamp for him.

At the same time, if any merchant ships passing the Liusha River did not offer him blood and flesh sacrifices, he would directly set off storms and overturn the merchant ships.

A full 150 years later, he refined the skulls on the neck of the roller shutter into rosary beads, and there are eight rosary beads.

Rolling shutter also discovered that these skull rosary beads that he sacrificed had unexpectedly produced hostility at some point.

And when he met the monk passing by for the ninth time, he could not only feel the huge Buddha power in the other person's body, but also the hostility in his body that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Monk Tong Guang was also very puzzled, he didn't know why when he came to this river named Liusha River, a monstrous resentment burst out from the bottom of his heart.

This resentment became more intense and violent when he saw a red-haired monster appear. He resisted this inexplicable resentment and looked solemnly at the other party... the skull rosary hanging around his neck.

Those eight pale skulls instantly froze his eyes, endless resentment impacted his mind, and the blazing Buddha power in his body continuously washed away his soul, trying to keep him awake.

Just when these two forces were constantly entangled in his body, the red-haired monster had already stepped onto the shore, and without saying a word, the crescent shovel directly chopped off his head like a beam of moonlight.

At the moment when the corpses were separated, Monk Tong Guang seemed to see the figures of eight Mohus. Although their appearances could not be seen clearly, their experiences were firmly imprinted in his soul.

"It turns out that those are all me..."

Leaving such a thought behind, the Buddha light in his body rushed out instantly, smashed open the rolling curtain and turned into a golden light and flew towards Huasheng Temple.

Rolling shutter didn't care about getting the Buddha's light to escape, what he cared about was the monk's flesh and head!

"Nine."

Opening his mouth, he ate up the monk, rolled out his bare skull, and turned back to the Liusha River.

……

In Huasheng Temple, Elder Fa Ming left silently, but this time he looked much older.

Ten years later, he returned to Huasheng Temple with a baby in his arms and named him Xuanzang.

Xuanzang was completely different from the baby he brought back in his arms. This child was not only intelligent early, but also knew a lot.

He read Buddhist scriptures at the age of three, and when Elder Faming thought he would be as unwilling to practice as before, he did not expect Xuanzang to find him on his own initiative.

"Master, I want to practice." Xuanzang looked serious, completely unable to tell that he was just a three-year-old child.

Elder Fa Ming was stunned for a long time, but soon he smiled.

"Okay, Master will teach you."

Xuanzang's talent is very high, whether it is in Buddhism or in practice, he has learned everything from Elder Faming in just ten years.

Xuanzang, who was 13 years old, already had the cultivation base of Arhat, and if he were divided into immortals and gods, he would be the cultivation base of earth immortals.

Xuanzang, who had acquired the cultivation base of Arhat, did not leave the Huasheng Temple, but silently retreated in the temple to practice hard, and at the same time, he did not leave behind the Dharma.

Occasionally he would go out to save the souls of the dead and kill ghosts.

No matter in terms of cultivation and Buddhism, Xuanzang is making rapid progress, and this speed of practice has made Elder Faming and Zen Master Kongdu praise again and again.

Not only that, Xuanzang also has a high reputation in and around Chang'an City, because Xuanzang can properly deal with ghosts every time he makes a move.

"Junior Brother, I think this time, he should be able to break the Mandate of Heaven." A smile fell on Zen Master Kongdu's face.

Elder Fa Ming shook his head: "That monster is powerful, and at most I can only share with him equally. If Xuanzang is not in a hurry to go out this time, and his cultivation level improves, this will be possible."

Zen Master Kong Du said, "I think he will do that."

In Huasheng Temple, under the Bodhi tree, Xuanzang stood quietly in the shade, looking at the Bodhi tree without blinking his eyes.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled light and shadows on the ground. Xuanzang stared at the cicada on the bodhi tree branch.

The cicada seemed to have some kind of magical power, and it locked Xuanzang's gaze firmly.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the leaves swayed and made a rustling sound, and the mottled light spots fluttered along with the leaves.

At that moment, a ray of sunlight fell on the cicada.

The golden sunlight seemed to cast a halo on the cicada, and a faint phantom flew out of the cicada.

It was a golden cicada.

The golden cicada fluttered its wings, and slowly flew to Xuanzang's eyes, and then stayed between his eyebrows under Xuanzang's calm gaze.

The Buddha's light, like the second sun, shines between Xuanzang's eyebrows.

The golden cicada turned into a golden mark on Xuanzang's eyebrows, Xuanzang's eyes were filled with Buddha power, and the huge Buddha power hidden in his body was awakened at this moment.

The ocean-like Buddha power did not get out of control, it flowed in Xuanzang's body very calmly and naturally.

"Amitabha." Xuanzang clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to the Bodhi tree. The moment Xuanzang spoke, the cicada flew into the leaves and hid itself as if frightened.