Starting from the Abandoned Disciple in Laoshan

Chapter 64 Meeting Kumarajiva Again
The female Bodhisattva's method of imparting the Dharma is very special. She then asked a question, and then gave an idea for Shen Mo to think for himself.

Every time Shen Mo solved the answer, his understanding of Yuan Ling deepened in his heart.

A full nine questions were thrown.

In fact, Shen Mo would ponder over these questions occasionally, but he didn't use the way of solving problems like the female Bodhisattva, from shallow to deep.

These are actually the foundations of refining gods figured out by the predecessors, and they can be used universally. Even if there is no one to point them out, Shen Mo can comprehend it by himself in three to five years.

But with his advice, Shen Mo saved this time.

The reason why Chang Qingzi didn't tell him this before was because Shen Mo didn't go to practice the gods, so if he told him, it would be a hindrance to his practice.

By the time Shen Mo refined his spirit, Chang Qingzi was gone.

With the guidance of the female Bodhisattva, Shen Mo's long-standing doubts were answered, and how to cultivate Yuanling True Fire has suddenly become clear.

It took a full hour, and the female Bodhisattva's delicate face was wrinkled, and she was a little tired: "I have something to do, and I will talk to you about the Moha Temple after I finish. There will be some weird things in the temple later, you can Find a monk's room to comprehend the true fire of the Yuanling by yourself, and if there is any accident, you can fully handle it with your ability."

Shen Mo nodded and bowed his hands.

Shen Mo, who was before he became a god, would not be able to figure out these cultivation problems even in ten or eight years.Now that he has this realm, and what he has learned, they corroborate each other, and it is a matter of course for him to be enlightened for a moment.

His current situation is actually like the Nine Suns Divine Art with great achievements, but he still lacks the top-level method of moving energy and exerting strength such as the Great Teleportation of the Universe.

Of course, Shuiyue Temple does not necessarily have such a method.

Fortunately, although Shen Mo does not have a great shift in the universe, he does have a dragon-slaying knife (hatchet).

Shen Mo floated down, just as he landed, without warning, there was an extremely strange Sanskrit sound and Buddha singing that enveloped the Moha Temple that had entered the night.

Accompanied by the strange sound of wooden fish.A large number of demonic breaths are rolling in the Maha Temple, mixed in the Buddha's light, entangled and negotiated with each other.

Shen Mo silently dispersed the demonic aura approaching around him, entered a monk's room, and closed the door.

Although there were all kinds of weird roars outside, it had nothing to do with Shen Mo.

He could see that the female bodhisattva might have borrowed the doorway of the glazed pagoda to subdue the demons and ghosts in Moha Temple with great supernatural powers.

In Shen Mo's perception, there were many horrors and strange things in the outside world, but he didn't try to enter the monk's room, and most of the movements were near the glazed pagoda.

And in the ground veins, there is an inexplicable turbulent aura converging towards the glazed pagoda. It is obviously a formation that gathers the ground veins.

Soon there will be the sound of wind, rain and thunder.

But Shen Mo had no distracting thoughts, and began to immerse himself in the Yuanling, as if a flame was burning in the Yuanling, purifying the impurities in it, and the real energy all over his body was like firewood, continuously pouring into the Yuanling to help ignite the flame.

Unknowingly, a seed of supernatural power was born.Shen Mo opened his mouth and nose, and suddenly spewed out a faint cyan flame, which landed on the ghost painting.

"what."

The strange white-clothed man in the ghost painting screamed.

Flame burst out from Shen Mo's mouth and nose.

The figure of the strange white-clothed man in the painting seems to be between reality and fiction.The black drawing paper faded under the flame.

The strange white-clothed man let out an extremely angry scream, wanting to jump out of the painting and escape from this place.

At this moment, Shen Mo's voice seemed to be the lord of the nether world in charge of hell, controlling all ghosts and monsters, and came out coldly:

"be honest."

This sound also has the vibration of thunder, which is the best way to restrain ghosts and ghosts.

It was as if a mighty thunder force swept over the strange white-clothed man, suppressing him.

Soon, the figure of the strange white-clothed man trembled uncontrollably.Boom boom boom!It actually dispersed into a cloud of dark white evil spirit, no longer in human form.

The real fire from Shen Mo's mouth and nose ignited the cloud of dark white evil spirit, and it actually returned it to its original source, turning it into a stream of pure vitality.Shen Mo withdrew the real fire, and the pure vitality was pulled by the real fire, jumped out of the black drawing paper, and fell into Shen Mo's mouth.

After a while, this mass of vitality merged into the blood of Shen Mo's limbs and bones. The flesh and blood viscera benefited at the same time, and the ability to control ghost paintings naturally emerged in his mind.

After he devoured his vitality, he also acquired most of the abilities of the strange man in white.

With a thought in mind, Shen Mo took out a piece of gold leaf and put it into the painting. On the black drawing paper, there was a much smaller gold leaf immediately.

He tried to throw in the hatchet again, but cracks appeared on the black drawing paper. Shen Mo had no choice but to think, and the hatchet came out again.

The rift slowly healed with the injection of his true energy.

At the same time, Shen Mo lit a candle.

Suddenly, the door opened.

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A corridor aisle, the movement of the glazed pagoda in the Maha Temple is extremely loud, but the smile in the center of the aisle is peaceful and stable, it seems that it does not care about the turmoil outside the room, it just matches the corpse spots on his face, falling into the eyes of Kumarajiva, That would look terrifying.

Kumarajiva felt chills in his heart, the night in this temple was really horrible, but he couldn't leave the temple during the day.Relying on the guidance of the Black Fox King, he survived many nights, but recently there have been more and more weird things inside. Kumarajiva hid in XZ, but was still found by this dead monk.

"senior."

"Senior Black Fox King!"

"senior!"

Kumarajiva crazily called out to the Black Fox King in his heart, but the Black Fox King didn't respond.

He knew that the other party was still in his body, but he was unwilling to respond. What was it hiding?
"My lord, give me your heart, let's eat together."

The words in the center of the circle kept repeating in Kumarajiva's ears, repeating, repeating!
As a result, the fear in Kumarajiva's heart became bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger!
Gradually, in the surrounding darkness, monks with corpse spots came out one after another, their eyes were full of hungry green fire, very scary.

Kumarajiva was gradually surrounded by these corpse-spotted monks. He regretted it very much. He should not have left the Western Regions in the first place. If he hadn’t left the Western Regions, he wouldn’t have come to Maha Temple. If he hadn’t come to Maha Temple, he wouldn’t have Meet the scary guy posing as "Judge"...

Anyway he was wrong, he was wrong from the beginning.

Regret, unwillingness, fear...

"My lord, give me your heart, let's eat together."

Under the repeated torment of the mad words of the center of the circle, Kumarajiva was on the verge of collapse.

"You die for me!"

Dragon elephant palm!
Kumarajiva gave birth to a hurricane, and the fragrant elephant crossed the river, as fierce as a mad elephant, rampaging!
The monk with corpse spots in the center of the circle was calm and peaceful, and slowly read a passage of scriptures, "There is no hindrance in the heart, no hindrance, no terror, stay away from upside-down dreams..."

While reciting the scriptures, stretch out a finger.

Kumarajiva's movements became sluggish, but he could see the black Buddha's light slowly rising behind the center of the circle, and the gloomy Zen voice continued to echo,

"No worries, no worries, no fear, stay away from upside-down dreams..."

Kumarajiva's movements became slower and slower, and the finger in the center of the circle was getting closer and closer to Kumarajiva... The monks around him also chanted scriptures, stretched out their fingers, and kept approaching Kumarajiva.

Finally, he was about to touch Kumarajiva's heart.

At this time, thick black smoke billowed from Kumarajiva's body, and a huge black fox figure emerged from Kumarajiva's body, flying wildly around, with a faint flicker of terrifying magic light.

"Don't deceive people too much!"

The evil voice of the Black Fox King tried to disrupt the sound of the scriptures.

"No worries, no worries, no fear, stay away from upside-down dreams..."

A volume of human skin scriptures appeared on the other unstretched hand in the center of the circle.

Quiet and serene.

"Give you."

A bloody heart jumped out of Kumarajiva's chest, and then, wrapped in thick black smoke, Kumarajiva fled into a monk's room.

The door opened and Kumarajiva broke in, just as a candle was lit.

A familiar face appeared in front of Kumarajiva.

(End of this chapter)