Mysterious World Tour

Tan Mo stopped his movements and stared ahead. The lighting in this place was very bad, so he couldn't see anything, but he couldn't see anything clearly. It was just a very hazy light black.

Just now, Tan Mo didn't know if he was dazzled, but the sound of water suddenly appeared in the water over there.

It's not the sound of water flowing, but the sound of someone wading in and stirring up the water.

Crash, crash.

Tan Mo had a expression on his face, but he was actually very panicked at the moment. Because Jing Xukong made it very clear that there are ghosts in this world!

Moreover, eminent monks and the like can’t deal with those ghosts!

For example, the ghost named Green Eyes.

Tan Shaohe died because of this ghost, and even his whole family was killed by this ghost. And he was spared death because he became a disciple of Lotus Temple and followed the rules left by his predecessors.

Otherwise, no matter where he hides, he will probably be found by this ghost.

In the end it's just a matter of dying early or dying late.

This place where the white bone lotus is enshrined is so abnormal, Tan Mo will inevitably have random thoughts at this moment. After all, Master Lotus didn't explain clearly what was here.

After a while, there was no movement there, and Tan Mo felt relieved. He thought it might be some kind of stronger fish jumping out of the water, so he continued chanting.

What he was reciting was this mantra.

This is a mantra and a scripture. The whole article has about a hundred words, which is very difficult to read, but once you get used to it, it will be like that.

Because he had the experience of studying music for a while before traveling through time, Tan Mo compiled the score of such a mantra yesterday when he had nothing to do, and he was able to hum it.

Rhythmic chanting came from Tan Mo's mouth, and he calmed down, but suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow.

It was floating quietly in the light black water.

Crash, crash.

The sound of churning water reappeared.

Tan Mo had a expression on his face and tried to keep calm. However, unconsciously, the chanting sound in his mouth became louder and louder. Originally humming softly, now he is chanting loudly.

The composed tune is gone.

After watching it for a while, the white shadow suddenly disappeared.

"Is it caused by the changing refraction of light?" Tan Mo thought in his mind, and was about to continue chanting sutras, but he felt a little cold, and his scalp was still a little wet.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

At some point, water began to seep from the top of the cave above his head.

Drop by drop, it fell on his bald head.

Tan Mo couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch it. Because he raised his hand too quickly, he suddenly touched something very soft. This made Tan Mo couldn't help but look up. Then, he saw a white human face. Hanging upside down, very close to him.

Tick ​​tock.

A drop of water dripped from the white man's face, and landed on Tan Mo's forehead. The water droplets were exploded, splashed away, and some flowed down the bridge of his nose.

It's fishy and has a slight odor.

For a moment, it was chilling to the bone.

…

"How many days is it?" Master Lianhua put down the scripture in his hand and asked Bai GuZi.

Bai GuZi was the one he accepted first, so he spent the longest time together. Master Lotus and Bai GuZi also had the closest relationship.

Master Lianhua accepts disciples on behalf of his master, so even though Bai Gu calls Master Lianhua abbot, he treats Master Lianhua as his master in his heart, and he treats him with great respect.

"Senior brother, it's the third day." Bai Guzi replied respectfully.

Master Lotus nodded slowly, then thought for a while and said: "The food that I have prepared is food that can be eaten in small amounts, but can ensure a person's energy for a day. It is not a problem to go to the toilet for seven days. However, from now on Starting from the fifth day, those things will come out..."

Speaking of this, Master Lotus showed a worried look on his face.

"Creating spiritual roots by mortals is an act that goes against the will of heaven. It is very difficult, and that is why it should be so. The method of burying corpses in spiritual caves in Ren's town to allow future generations to grow spiritual roots takes a long time, but it is also easy. Destroyed by others. Once it is destroyed, the younger generation will suffer the backlash and suffer a lot of bad luck. It is his luck that the younger brother can worship in my Lotus Temple. Sacrifice to the white lotus can achieve spiritual roots. It is not only ten times easier than the method of burying corpses in the spiritual cave? "Bai GuZi said.

Master Lianhua nodded. He knew clearly what Bai Guzi said, but what he wanted to say was not what Bai Guzi meant. He wanted to strengthen the Lotus Temple, but unfortunately there were only a few people with blood, and those people didn't like his Bone Lotus, so he could only choose from ordinary people.

But as Bai Guzi said, sacrificing the White Bone Lotus is already the best in cultivating spiritual roots and has the highest success rate. However, so far, there are still only six people who can practice in the temple.

He, the white bones, the empty mirror, the beautiful bell, the Buddhist ghost, and the precepts and bodhisattvas.

How can we prosper the Lotus Temple with only six people?

Finally, Master Lotus clasped his hands together, closed his eyes without saying anything more, and began to chant the sutra softly.

When Bai Guzi saw Master Lotus starting his daily homework, he was about to leave, but something suddenly occurred to him. After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, what is the relationship between the princess and you? What do I think?" The face of the little princess is somewhat similar to what you looked like when you were young, senior brother."

Bai GuZi has followed Master Lianhua for more than ten years and knows very well what Master Lianhua looked like.

But later, in order to break through, he practiced a taboo technique, which led to a big change in his appearance, from a handsome young monk in a white robe to the current one with a pointed face and monkey cheeks.

"If you guess it, keep it in your heart. Otherwise..." Master Lianhua said expressionlessly, without opening his eyes.

"Yes, senior brother, I will keep it secret, otherwise it will bring disaster to the temple!" Bai Guzi nodded quickly.

"No, with my cultivation, I am not afraid of the prince sending troops to encircle and suppress. What I mean is that from now on, if Su Su doesn't come, I will beat you every time I see you!" As he spoke, Master Lianhua opened his eyes and stared at Bai Guzi.

Bai Guzi really wanted to slap himself in the face. Why did he ask this for no reason? Now, once the princess doesn't come, his senior brother will suspect that he is the one who talked too much.

So he quickly promised and swore that he would not gossip.

...

Tan Mo held the bone relic tightly. Apart from this thing, the three scriptures he had practiced were all useless.

Splash, splash.

The sound of water flow suddenly appeared.

It's coming.

That thing is coming again!

Tan Mo's nerves were instantly tense, and the joints of his five fingers had turned white because he was holding the bone relic tightly.

Suddenly, Tan Mo felt a sense of malice.

With the appearance of the malice, his breathing became problematic in an instant.

Unable to breathe, unable to move.

But Tan Mo was relieved, because the malice was released by the bone relic in his hand!

The sound of the water being stirred gradually became lighter.

Tan Mo did not dare to relax, nor did he dare to blink, staring at the front.

Indistinctly, he saw a figure appear there, standing in the water, motionless, and seemed to be looking at him.