I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 306

"The Mysterious Sutra of Protecting Fate of Taishengsheng"

"Taishang Longevity and Longevity Collected Ford Sutra"

"The Great Life-Saving Sutra of the Supreme Gods"

"Yu Qing Yuanshixuanhuang Jiuguang Zhenjing"

"Eleven Obsidian Great Misfortune God Mantra Sutra"

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Feng Bingwen's mind was immersed in the volumes of Taoist scriptures that he had engraved from the Taishang Taoist Palace. Every scripture in it was spread out, which could set off a bloody storm in the practice circles on all continents. At this time, These scriptures are nothing but Feng Bingwen's reference.

This is the background of the sect. No matter what kind of Taoism and supernatural powers you want to practice, you can find an astonishing number of Taoist scriptures. It is excellent whether it is practice or creation.

Feng Bingwen naturally created the Dharma, because these Taoist scriptures selected by him are all about eliminating disasters and disasters, and each has its own mysteries and uniqueness in protecting the Dharma and seeking the Tao.

Therefore, Feng Bingwen wanted to try to see if he could extract the mysteries from each of them and integrate them into a magical power—trying to create a near-perfect Dharma-protecting magical power.

Cultivators have a variety of attacking methods, coupled with heretical methods and methods of demons and evil ways, it is even more difficult to guard against. If there is no corresponding method, it will be a big patriot, and it may capsize in the gutter.

However, as long as the disciples of all Daoist sects have insufficient cultivation, they can practice a more comprehensive Dharma-protecting supernatural power, the Golden Light Mantra.

In the world of practice, the Golden Light Curse is a first-class body protection spell on Rotten Street, but basically it has nothing to do with casual cultivators, because the essence of this spell is to borrow power from higher-level existences to cultivate and protect the dharma.

Therefore, although the golden light mantra is extremely prevalent in the practice world, the golden light mantras of different sects and sects have their own advantages and disadvantages, and in fact, the strength of protection is also very different.

Because whether Jin Guang is strong or not depends entirely on the strength of the ancestors of each family. Of course, it is not certain, because it is borrowed power, so how much power can be borrowed from the ancestors of their own family depends entirely on their own abilities. Some monks It's more pleasing, the borrowed power is enough to deduce the Golden Light Curse to an extremely outrageous level.

The Taishang Dao naturally has a corresponding Golden Light Curse. Once the practice is successful, it can be said that it has taken the lead in the fighting. After all, if the ancestors of the Taishang Dao include the innate gods and demons who created the world, even if they are humble Some, their strength can also be ranked among the top ten in this world.

However, Feng Bingwen has no deep taboo about this, and would rather spend more energy on research and figure out a complete set of magical powers to protect the Dharma than to practice the Golden Light Curse.

It's not that he has a mental cleanliness or something. He thinks that all power should be cultivated by himself, so he is not so pedantic. It can be said that borrowing money to cultivate immortals is a very common thing.

But the problem is that before borrowing money, you must go through the process, borrow strength from the patriarch, and you will naturally be noticed by the patriarch. Ordinary Taoist monks are naturally fearless, hoping to attract the attention of the patriarch.

But Feng Bingwen didn't dare. Although he had visited the heavenly immortals and had close contact with the earth immortals, he really didn't dare to meet those big bosses who were already detached. He wished he could hide as far away as possible. , is really outrageous.

With the gradual improvement of his cultivation, his vision has gradually broadened. Feng Bingwen has realized that the heavenly scriptures can be used to exchange good fortune through good deeds, or to induce disasters and eliminate evil deeds, how terrifying it is.

You must know that even the celestial beings who have already attained the status of free and unfettered longevity can perish under disasters, and they are not truly immortal.

"Eliminate disasters, relieve disasters, reassure souls, save lives..."

Feng Bingwen summed up the measures he needed to prevent. The most commonly used method in the practice world is undoubtedly to use spiritual power as the basis to perform various Taoist methods.

But in addition to this, there are also curses to kill, witches to bewitch the heart, demons to confuse the gods... all kinds of evil methods are hard to guard against.

Originally, if one were to practice the Golden Light Curse, one would be able to stop it directly by borrowing strength from the patriarch, as long as it was not too outrageous, but Feng Bingwen didn't have the guts to waver in front of the detached existence, so he didn't dare to bet.

So he can only study and ponder it by himself, and as he gradually comprehends, mysterious and extraordinary innate dao texts emerge from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, converging into an ancient scripture with only more than [-] words.

The sound of chanting sutras reverberated in Feng Bingwen's mind, and the essence of the Dao scriptures flowed in his heart. Feng Bingwen comprehended the mystery contained in it, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.

His heart is not big, he didn't think about eating into a fat man in one go, he just planned to create a relatively comprehensive protective supernatural power first, and then gradually perfect it.

He has built the basic framework, and even condensed a true talisman, but this is not enough, he is not satisfied, and wants to continue to improve.

Although his master asked him to complete his cultivation of the Mortal Transformation Realm as soon as possible, his ultimate goal was to prepare to fight against that half-demon from the Golden Crow tribe.

The comparison of fighting skills is naturally the superiority of supernatural powers. As for mana, he does not lack at all. Instead of spending time pursuing the growth of cultivation base, it is better to carve out his current supernatural powers.

While Feng Bingwen was practicing the method, in Nanyangzhou, a wilderness where a terrifying battle had taken place, the majestic mountains towered into the sky, and the mountains were endless, but there was not much blue color, and the sharp rocks were exposed outside. Desolate, lonely.

Chaotic rocks, scorched earth, crumbling mountains, dirty blood... What you see is shocking. Even though endless years have passed, the breath left here is silently expounding. I don't know how many years ago the war that happened here was brutal.

In all directions, on the mountains with no vitality and no greenery, one after another, the powerful people of the human race stopped, and their eyes fell on a group of "people" who radiated surging heat.

No matter the hair color or the pupils of this group of people, they are all golden, dazzling, and brilliant. If the practice is not enough, just by looking at any one of them, you can feel an unspeakable burning sensation.

"Why did you move us here? Could it be that you can't afford to lose? Do you want to kill us here?"

In the surrounding mountains, one after another has a vast atmosphere, like a galaxy, with different temperaments, and there is a fairy light looming in the distance. However, in this group of unique temperaments, there is a middle-aged beautiful woman who is more and more outstanding Come out, asked without fear.

Her eyes are pure gold, with a tuft of golden feathers behind each ear, brilliant blond hair hanging down to her waist, and above her brows is a forehead pendant, a drop of red black jade falls on her brows, making her look glamorous , deportment and generous.

"King Jintong, you look down on my human race too much, and you don't have the courage to do so. Why do my human race occupy the land of Jiuzhou?"

On the top of a broken mountain, a monk with no manners spoke, his voice was loud like thunder, and he fell to the ground, holding meat in one hand, and a wine gourd in the other. The leg bone in his hand was a full foot long, and it was torn from some monster.

Seeing this posture, several old monks who rushed here frowned, but seeing the group of half-monsters from the Golden Crow tribe, they resisted the urge to clean up the door and maintain the dignity of Buddhism.

"Kill the monk? I know you, the abandoned disciple of the Landa Temple!"

The beautiful blond woman glanced at the warrior monk who was sitting on the top of the mountain, his muscles were knotted, and he was as powerful as a mountain. In his mind, he matched with a very famous Buddhist practitioner.

The dilapidated monk's robes that were dyed black, the thick beard and the scalding ring, but there was no mercy, but a face that was more ferocious than a demon, with a crescent moon sticking out beside it The shovel was stained with blood, and the cracks below were all over the mountain, which was unbearable for even a mountain.

"Looking at your appearance, you haven't paid homage to other Buddhist temples until now?"

"I broke all the precepts of Buddhism, which temple would take in a fool like me?"

The monk, who was taller than ordinary people just because of his sitting posture, laughed. He gnawed away all the meat in his hand, leaving only a bare bone. He threw it to the foot of the mountain, collided with the rock, and issued a loud noise. The sound of gold and stone.

"If the master has nowhere to go, you can go with us. I can recommend the Demon Emperor for the master. There is no Buddhist temple to take in a talent like the master. If the master is willing to enter Tanggu, there must be a place for him."

"Well, enter Tanggu? Hahaha!"

Hearing these words, the killing monk laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and he couldn't hold the wine gourd in his hand. After laughing too much, he shook his head and said to a nearby Taoist,

"Brother, did I hear correctly just now, this bird man just complimented me and wanted me to go to Tanggu."

"You heard me right. If you go, maybe with the support of the Golden Crow Demon Emperor, you can build a Buddhist temple where you can drink, eat meat and play with goblins."

The Taoist who was questioned glanced at him and responded solemnly.

"Hahaha, that's really good."

The killing monk laughed again, as if he had eaten and drank enough like a bandit leader, leaning against the back of the mountain, a rock that could just support his body appeared naturally behind the empty space.

"It's a pity, although I have no place to stay, but the world is so big that I can do whatever I want without restraint. I really don't intend to be a dog for a few golden-haired birds, but if there is a chance, I really want to." Go to Tanggu, I haven't tasted the meat of this Jinwu, so I don't know what it tastes like?"

"presumptuous!"

"Insanity!"

"how dare you?"

After the monk's words fell, many powerful people of the human race who rushed here showed smiles on their faces, but the envoy from the Golden Crow tribe on the other side was furious.

"What the hell, a bunch of mixed bastards, who do you think you're talking to?"

The posture of the killing monk did not change, but his eyes stared, and a strong and substantial evil spirit permeated his body like a black cloud. Behind him, there was actually a Shura Ghost Land, in which thousands of demons could be seen wailing terribly However, in its depth, there is a little golden light looming, and Zen sounds burst out in it.

"If it weren't for the crowds today, I would have met you bastards by myself, and I would have hanged you all up, cut off your heads, and piled them up in Beijing to admire!"

"What an arrogant monk, come here and fight with me. I would like to see what you are capable of. How dare you utter wild words and want to taste the flesh of the Golden Crow!"

A burly man with disheveled blond hair stepped out, directly pointed at the monk, and started an invitation to fight.

Although they were arranged to protect Xi, such a provocation was really intolerable and must be responded to.

"It's a pity, it would be great if you were a pure-blooded Golden Crow!"

The killing monk stood up holding the crescent shovel, his eyes, which were more ferocious than a tiger, were full of regret.

"I can't say that today I can taste the taste of the Golden Crow in advance."

"Amitabha, Dharma wisdom, please be calm and calm!"

A recitation of the Buddha's name, the mighty Buddha's light swept across this ancient battlefield, and the killing aura that was born was immediately calmed down. He was obviously a half-monster man who was furious in his heart, but at this moment he felt that there was no anger in his heart. I have no desires, I just feel that everything in this world is so ordinary.

"Can we wait for Kong Xuan to discuss the law with this benefactor of Xi before killing them?"

The old monk who became the focus of the audience put his hands together and asked the monk with a smile.

"It's all up to you!"

The killing monk who was flying wantonly met this monk, but he was very honest, without any dissatisfaction, and his words were quite polite. This contrast made the group of half-monsters very surprised.

"Good!"

The old monk recited another sentence, and then his eyes fell on a young monk who was wearing a moon-white monk's robe beside him. He had red lips, white teeth, and a handsome face. If he took off the monk's robe, he might make many women fall in love with him.

"Kong Xuan!"

"master!"

The young monk bowed slightly, then took a step forward with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of the group of half-demons.

"Great Mercy Temple, Kong Xuan, wants to discuss the Dharma with His Highness Xi, please enlighten me!"

The monk's gentle voice made no one feel any sense of threat, but who dared to underestimate the monk's step just now?
Amazing!
Also known as Shenjingtong, Ruyitong, one of the famous six-tongs in Buddhism, it is said that after being refined, you can be free and unhindered, and you can show your own abilities as you like, big or small, going to heaven and earth, moving mountains and seas, it is not a problem.

"My Highness is ill and cannot do anything. Please choose another day to discuss the Dharma."

The beautiful woman looked at the young monk in front of her, feeling jealous. The monk was standing in front of her eyes, but his aura was connected with the mountains, and the sky and the earth, so she couldn't see the depth, and couldn't figure it out.

"Young monk has no intention of hurting anyone!"

The young monk replied calmly, he could feel the gazes falling on him, some with good intentions, but also some gazes, which were not so good.

He knew that this was the case. A half-demon hidden in the team in front of him had already defeated the three Daoists of the Taoist sect, and he appeared at this moment, stopped them, and challenged the half-demon by name. It can be said that it is obvious.

Although this was not his original intention, how could those great cultivators of Taoism care about this.What he represents now is the Da Ci'en Temple behind him, as well as the Buddhist gate, and the next level up is the human race.

"Hey, if His Royal Highness the birdman of yours is the one who is cowardly, then keep the Haoyang mirror on his body!"

Killing monks are not afraid of meat and fish, and they have no scruples about their demeanor as a great monk, just like a bandit blocking the way.

"Aunt Jin, you don't have to worry about me. He is in the same realm as me, and he has not used force to deceive others. I can fight him."

A slender, handsome, and indistinguishable half-demon walked out. He also had blond hair and golden eyes, but when he appeared, all the light that fell from the sky gathered towards him. At this moment, this ancient battlefield seemed to become his home field.

"Your Highness!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman wanted to stop her, but she didn't know how to persuade her. She knew the real purpose of their business. The three Taoists who challenged before were just challenges that must be carried out in order to achieve the ultimate goal. That's all.

Their goal this time is to be too superior, and they are purely targeting the Xuanzong lineage of the Taoist sect of the human race, and have nothing to do with the group of bald donkeys in the Buddhist sect.

But who would have thought that this group of bald donkeys came to the door by themselves in order to compete for fame and fortune, and moved them here, forcing them to fight.

"No problem!"

Born from the Golden Crow and the human race, Xi, who could even be called His Highness, had a faint smile on his face, as if he was born in the morning sun, bright and moving, bright and lively.

"Tang Gu, Xi! Also ask the master to give advice!"

The half-demon who also looked young walked to a place less than a hundred feet away from the young monk, and after saying a word, he saw behind him towering ancient trees and luxuriant branches and leaves.

quack!
A strange sound of melon chirping sounded, a three-legged divine bird spread its wings and sang in the crown of the tree, and the golden rays of light engulfed the branches and leaves of the tree crown, followed by the second sound, and the third sound... Golden crows appeared one after another. In the dense canopy, with the appearance of the tenth Golden Crow, this tall and majestic ancient tree has been completely dyed golden, and a vast ocean emerged under the tree.

Vision, ten sunset hibiscus!

The manifestation of the vision seemed to be slow, but it was only in an instant, and the ancient trees were seen standing in the dilapidated and lifeless ancient battlefield.

That astonishing sight surprised many great human monks who saw this scene for the first time. It was a scene that only appeared when the Golden Crow clan commanded the world and was at its most prominent in ancient times. You can see There are not many such scenes. Although this scene is just a manifestation of vision, it is shocking enough.

"That monk should be a Buddhist disciple of this generation in Da Ci'en Temple. I thought he would have a chance of winning after seeing that he had practiced the supernatural power, but with this situation, wouldn't he be defeated again? How can he win? "

"Let's see, that old bald donkey has already practiced fate, he must have seen something, if he is not sure, he will not bring his disciples here to block people, otherwise he will just lose face and provoke people joke."

Even the Taoist monks who rushed over could not help being moved when they saw the astonishing conjectures. For the time being, they put aside the dispute between Taoism and Buddhism. As humans, they still have to maintain their due position and rational judgment in front of big right and wrong.

"Amitabha!"

The young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe chanted the Buddha's name, and then spread his palms, and countless Buddha lights emerged, and a country was gradually revealed in it.

　I broke my promise, only five thousand words, alas.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)