Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 68
Sanskrit sounds resounded through the heavens.

It was not the first time for Ren Qinglian to listen to Xuanzang chanting sutras, but she had never felt this way before.

The heart is peaceful, as if all the troubles have been forgotten, the mind is empty, and there is no need to think about anything.

He subconsciously looked at the mother and daughter, and seeing their expressions, he knew that this feeling was not his illusion.

Even the giant spirit god's eyes were a little more peaceful than usual.

In order to reveal the mysteries of Buddhism in front of Liu Boqin, Xuanzang's whole state reached a state of excitement.

Although his Buddhist attainments in this life are still very limited, the part of his soul that belongs to Jin Chanzi's understanding of Buddhism and Taoism is deeply hidden in his bones.Coupled with the merits accumulated in ten lifetimes of reincarnation, the wisps of aura unintentionally revealed are all illuminated by Buddha's light, warming the heart and lungs, making the effect of his pretending to be a ghost this time surprisingly good.

Ren Qinglian woke up from that artistic conception, looked at Master Xuanzang again, and sure enough, she found strands of golden aura surrounding him.

There are few Buddha lights, but they are very real.Make every wisp of dust in the air become like gold cast, radiant and colorful.

Such a scene made Ren Qinglian a little vigilant.Xuanzang is still an ordinary person, and he can do this. If he were an Arhat, a Bodhisattva, etc., wouldn’t he be able to spit out lotus flowers, spring up from the ground, and save himself with just a few words.

Although he has no prejudice against Buddhism, he shudders at the thought of being humanized and living in this world like a puppet from then on.

The giant spirit god has seen a big scene. When the Buddha preached, there was no golden spring from the ground and golden lotus clusters.Apart from marveling at the unabated virtue of the golden cicada, he is more of a relief——

With the help of the merits and virtues emitted by Xuanzang during the process of chanting, let his father-in-law wash away his sins and reincarnate in the future. benefit.

Naturally, Ren Qinglian would not know that this seemingly simple and honest giant spirit god in front of her actually had all sorts of schemes.

But after seeing the miraculous effect of Xuanzang chanting scriptures, he began to be a little curious, whether that Taigong Liu would really come to give them dreams tonight.

On this day, Xuanzang was chanting scriptures almost all the time.Starting from the "Sutra of Rebirth", to "Lotus Sutra" and "Amitabha Sutra", every time he recites it, he will have different insights, which makes him a little immersed in it, and his belief in learning scriptures has become more and more firm.

It wasn't until Liu Boqin and others offered all kinds of incense, melted the paper horses of the gods, and burned the book of recommended death, that the Buddhist service was over.

It was already late at this time, everyone had a simple meal and went to bed.

Ren Qinglian didn't feel sleepy, and when she was meditating in the room, she remembered that Taigong Liu would give everyone a dream tonight, so she paid special attention to it.

Sure enough, not long after, there was an air of coldness and nothingness in the yard.

Guessing that this is the breath of the Nether Hell, Ren Qinglian came to the window with a flash, poked an opening, and looked out.

The courtyard was empty, but under Jiuyou Xuantong's gaze, he still found an unusual aura lingering.

Near the main house, there seemed to be a few illusory smokes, and the cold and emptiness came from those smokes.

"Is this a ghost?" Ren Qinglian murmured.

At this moment, an illusory aura has drifted into the main house.

Soon, Mother Liu, who was immersed in her sleep, dreamed of a familiar figure.

Ren Qinglian guessed that Taigong Liu must be dreaming of his wife and daughter, she was amazed, and planned to go back and continue to practice.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, those auras left in the yard suddenly came towards him.

Before Ren Qinglian could figure out what was going on, the whole room was dark, and the cold breath spread all over the place, as if she had fallen into a thousand-year-old cold pool.

When the dark wind blew, a few sparks suddenly appeared on the ground, and the next moment, a few illusory chains appeared out of thin air, winding towards him.

"Evil spirit seduces the soul?" Ren Qinglian didn't have time to think carefully, took a deep breath, and used the misty movement to avoid the entanglement of the chains.

After a short period of panic, he regained his composure, and his mind wave carefully examined the movement around him.

At this time, a gust of wind has struck.

The strong cold breath, like a palm force, made his body shake slightly from a distance.

Ren Qinglian took a deep breath, and once again used body skills to avoid it.

There was a loud noise from behind, and the original wooden bed exploded in pieces.

"Who, get out!"

Ren Qinglian's eyes suddenly burst into a cold light, her eyebrows raised, her right hand sank, and there was a soft "Chi!", and the ancient sword was out of its sheath.

Flying in the air with the sword, a cyan light curtain instantly covered his surroundings, and the faint sword aura sneered.

"Jie Jie, aren't we right in front of your eyes? Why, can't you see it?" The voice came from all directions, and at the same time, there was a flash of light in the room, and there were three green eyes, which flickered and flickered very frighteningly. people.

"The devil, you are just three jumping bastards. Are you not afraid of attracting the attention of the owner of this place if you make such a noise?"

Ren Qinglian protected her body with the sword curtain, dodged a few gusts of cold wind, and said coldly.

"Haha, don't worry, even if the sky falls here, no one will come to rescue you." One of the little ghosts said arrogantly, and with a strange laugh, he imagined a ghost claw and grabbed Ren Qinglian's head.

Ren Qinglian snorted coldly, used her finger as a sword, and slashed at him.

Hearing a muffled hum, the ghost dispersed and turned into a few puffs of black air, which took a long time to gather together again.

Seeing this, Ren Qinglian frowned secretly.

The re-condensed ghost has already exclaimed: "Brother, this person is weird, and he is full of vigor and vigor, which is just right for us."

Another ghost yelled: "Shut up, with Mani beads around, how can you allow others to be rampant. Everyone step up the attack, I don't believe he is made of iron."

After the words fell, a green light and black shadow flashed, and three ghosts flew rapidly, circling Ren Qinglian from time to time, sending out one or two harmless ghosts, as if looking for an opportunity to break through the sword screen.

Ren Qinglian was secretly surprised. He already knew from the Giant Spirit God that the vicinity of the Five Elements Mountain was covered by Buddhist restrictions. Could it be that the Mani beads they mentioned were some kind of magic weapon that made the restrictions here lose their effect.

"Who is going to deal with me!" Not long ago, he thought that it might be safer to have the brand of Zen Master Wuchao on his body, but within a few days, someone came to him.

Thinking of this, he tentatively said: "Did the ghost brothers make a mistake, I am the follower of Buddhist scriptures!"

The leading ghost stared at him and said with a smile: "That's right, you are the one the brothers are looking for. You have reached the end of your lifespan, so obediently follow the brothers to report to King Yan, and you will save yourself a lot of pain."

Ren Qinglian sneered: "Not busy, I still have a question to ask."

"So much nonsense, you are just a dying person, why should we answer you?" The kid who was severely injured by him said with a look of resentment.

Ren Qinglian no longer concealed the river of blood on her body, and even deliberately revealed the river of blood in the sea chakra.

The kid in the lead changed color slightly when he saw it, and finally nodded and said, "You can ask."

"Who wants my life!" Ren Qinglian stared at the three little ghosts.

(End of this chapter)