Chapter 289 288. White Dragon Temple (Subscribe!)
Xu Qing's eyes burned with golden flames.
With him as the center, the scenery within a radius of ten miles came into view.
At this moment, the bustling Lantern Festival seemed to have been paused, the noise was drowned out by the howling wind, and the walking crowd stopped and looked towards where Xu Qing was.
On their faces, there was a strange, stiff smile that made people shudder at the sight of it.
At the same time, all the lights within sight were dyed green.
Clusters of faint green light cast a chilling and deadly aura around them.
Just like at this moment, the clear boundary between the world of the living and the world of the dead becomes blurred, and hell and the human world overlap.
Xu Qing's expression darkened little by little.
Something happened in the Imperial Capital City.
Moreover, the combat power of the Arctic Exorcism Institute is now at an unprecedented level.
"Inspector, what should we do?" Feng Lingchen's throat was dry.
He was not as able to see the surrounding situation as Xu Qing.
But he is not blind.
The undulating green light almost covered half of the Imperial Capital. Anyone with a clear mind could see it.
Everyone can understand what this scene means!
"what to do."
Xu Qing murmured softly, his eyes wandering around, sweeping over the oil sellers and the controlled people.
At this time, under Xu Qing's gaze, the oil sellers and the people opened and closed their lips.
"Young Master, just surrender obediently. No one can stop me from attaining Bodhi today!"
"nobody!"
Bodhi?
Xu Qing and Feng Lingchen's pupils narrowed and their hearts skipped a beat.
The ghost girl's words revealed a lot of information. Could it be that what she did was not to seek to further bring about "disasters", but to return from extreme yin to yang, and to ascend from a ghost to a god?
How can this be? !
It would be fine if it was just a little ghost, but the other party was a "disaster" of the sixth realm, and he had committed the karma of spreading fear!
The difference between the results of karma and the results of good karma is like a chasm, which cannot be broken by simply saying “Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly”.
"Young Master, please convert. Please convert."
"I was born in love and desire, and I will achieve the supreme fruition by being free from love and desire! Take refuge in me, take refuge in the enlightened nature that is free from love and desire!"
"Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum!"
The voice was a bit coquettish at first, but gradually it became more solemn and majestic.
Echoing in the sky.
Just like the sea tide, one wave after another, finally converging into a huge tide that sweeps across this place.
Xu Qing's face was solemn as he picked up the "Unrestrained Seal" corresponding to the character "者". This character and this seal corresponded to the "Pure, Tranquil, Inaction and Nothingness Mantra".
The clear spiritual light splashed, enveloping Xu Qing and Feng Lingchen. The sweeping waves suddenly hit a reef and slowly flowed past Xu Qing and Feng Lingchen.
The female ghost behind the oil seller attempted to use "ghost voice" instead of "Buddha voice" and the mantra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, also known as the "Six-Syllable Mantra", to forcibly convert Xu Qing and the other man.
However, Xu Qing broke it with the Taoist nine-character mantra.
Even so, the female ghost still did not give up. She spit out various Buddhist scriptures, which turned into chains and wrapped around Xu Qing.
"Man is in the midst of love and desire. He is born alone, dies alone, goes alone, and comes alone. He bears his own pain and joy, and no one can replace him."
“Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. The same is true of feeling, perception, mental formation and consciousness.”
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Vaguely.
The oil seller and the people below had a more solemn look on their faces; their weird and stiff smiles disappeared, replaced by an appearance of great enlightenment.
The inexplicable Buddhist rhythm quietly flows here with the wind, just like a lotus taking root in a dirty mud.
Now all that was left was the final bloom. Xu Qing frowned tightly.
In this kind of confrontation between the mind and the spirit, he always relied on the nine-word mantra and the twelve guardian gods.
But now, although the opponent's magic power is not obvious, his spiritual power is undoubtedly revealed.
He was determined to defeat the opponent with his force, completely overwhelm him with the Buddhist rhythm and the overwhelming power of the soul, and then imprint his mark on his soul.
Once the mark is left, he will most likely become the other party's guardian Vajra.
Xu Qing's eyes turned, and he realized that he couldn't fight with all his strength. Even if he won, he would still be as weak as last time.
In a flash of thought.
The "Taishang Zhengyi Yuanming Chaos Red Talisman" jumped out from his dantian and landed in his hand.
Right now, the only thing that can directly crush the mental oppression of the "disaster" behind the oil seller is the fragment of the "Red Book of Chaos" recorded in the talisman.
The "Red Book of Chaos" involves "Yuanshi Tianzun". Even if the real Guanyin comes, she will have to retreat!
At present, he has no ideas that can activate the Red Book of Chaos, but every appearance of the Red Book of Chaos is related to his life and safety.
Xu Qing gritted his teeth, removed the seal with the character "者" on it, relaxed his mind, and showed an expression that showed he was willing to be ravaged by the other party.
The Buddhist chanting suddenly stopped, but then subsided again in an instant, like water flooding the Golden Mountain, surging in mighty force.
at this time.
The "Taishang Zhengyi Yuanming Chaos Red Talisman" in Xu Qing's hand emitted infinite divine light, dazzling and pure without any flaws.
The light was everywhere, and in the deep night, it seemed like a bright sun rising.
In the palace, everything was quiet and the lights were dim.
Many fully armed soldiers stood everywhere, most of their bodies shrouded in darkness.
Only when the moonlight is floating, will a hint of metallic color appear, like the luster of the scales of a dragon swimming in the river at night and its body inadvertently floating on the water surface.
"Yuan Fu View"
A low whisper slowly floated out from the Huangji Palace and disappeared into the night with the wind, unnoticed by anyone.
Inside the Huangji Hall, sitting on the dragon throne that looked like a mountain peak, Emperor Ming's gaze was as deep as the abyss. He looked towards the direction of Xu Qing through the numerous buildings.
"The Breath of the Avenue"
"Is this what it means to be favored by heaven? After the Great Immortal, there is another person who can reach the pinnacle of the human world."
Emperor Ming's gaze finally settled on the "Red Book of Chaos" in Xu Qing's hand, which was evolved from the "Red Book of Chaos of the Supreme Righteous One Yuanming."
"The emperor's world has places that he cannot control. This old system should be changed."
"I won't allow it."
At the same time, similar inductions occurred among the various families and sects in the Imperial Capital.
White Dragon Temple.
An old monk with gray eyebrows and wearing only an old yellow monk's robe took out the cassock and staff that he had not worn for a long time.
"Old friend, long time no see." The old monk carefully stroked the glowing red brocade robes.
Since stepping down from the position of abbot, the old monk has been sitting in the forest of stone tablets in the backyard of the temple, listening to Zen.
Don't worry about worldly affairs and don't experience mundane things.
When strange things happened in the imperial capital tonight, he suddenly left the forest of stone tablets and came to the main hall of the temple.
"Master." A monk in a cassock knelt at the door with his head touching the ground.
"Good luck." The old monk slowly put on his robes, his eyes calm, "You shouldn't stop me"
"This is what His Majesty wants to do. If you get involved, Master, you will only die." The monk whose Buddhist name was "Jixiang" raised his head with tears in his eyes.
He knew that his master was not afraid of death, so he planned to use the entire White Dragon Temple to dissuade him.
"Master, this action goes against the will of the Holy Spirit and may affect everyone in the White Dragon Temple."
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