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Monk Cixuan slowly opened the box. When he took a look, he was immediately surprised. Lying quietly in the box was a copper bell the size of a wine cup. It was the Sanskrit Bell from Foyin Temple that had been lost for many years.

Monk Cixuan raised one palm and chanted loudly, "Amitabha! Three hundred years have passed, and today I finally see the treasure left by the ancestor again." The three monks Huiming also looked solemn, and chanted sutras with their hands together in prayer.

After a long time, Monk Cixuan said, "Donor Shi, where did this thing come from? Is it something that belonged to Qiu Longzi?" Qiu Longzi's storage bag was collected by Shi Feng, and then Shi Feng took out the Sanskrit Bell, so Ci Xuan Monk Xuan asked this question, but after thinking about it for a moment, he felt something was wrong. Shi Feng kept talking to him and did not look at Qiu Longzi's storage bag. How could he reach out and take out a box, knowing that there was a Sanskrit bell hidden in it? In addition, if Qiu Longzi had a Sanskrit Bell, why didn't he take out the Sanskrit Bell when he was in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Eating Array just now, even if he exposed his identity as an undercover agent?

Shi Feng smiled slightly, "Probably so."

Of course he would not say that he killed the monk surnamed Zhou and snatched the Sanskrit Bell. If Cixuan or three of his disciples accidentally told it, wouldn't he be seeking death? It would be best to fall on Qiu Longzi's head now. Anyway, he is The demon clan is so careful that it is not normal to kill a fellow disciple to seize the treasure. Later, he was killed by Cixuan, so the Fanyin Bell fell into the hands of Foyin Temple again.

Monk Cixuan lowered his voice and said, "Donor Shi, can this treasure be returned to our temple? This poor monk is willing to spend everything he has to redeem this treasure."

"no!"

Cixuan was stunned, and just as he was about to plead, Shi Feng continued, "You killed the evil demon Qiu Longzi and found this bell from him. Why are you asking me if I want to return it to you? I just killed him." You helped me a little when you were evil, Master, you are so polite!"

Cixuan was not stupid. He understood immediately and was overjoyed. "Yes, yes, it turned out that the demon cultivator stole the Sanskrit Bell secretly. Fortunately, Donor Shi reminded me. Donor Shi is a great kindness, and our temple will remember it in our heart." As he spoke, he moved from Chu Chu. He took out a bag of crystal stones from the bag and said, "There are one hundred thousand crystal stones here, which is a token of our temple's wishes."

Shi Feng waved his hand, "No need, I'm not short of crystals. Master is an outsider, so crystals are hard to come by. Now that master has a magic weapon, can we save people?"

"Of course you can. The poor monk is willing to accept the benefactor's advice." Cixuan agreed immediately.

The group of people stepped onto the Yuyi flying boat, turned around and headed west, heading back towards the barren valley. Shi Feng was flying all the way, but he was thinking about another thing. He had just read Qiu Longzi's spiritual consciousness. Although it was only part of it, he also knew that Heiyu was the elder of the Cai Diao tribe. He was between the Cai Diao and Hei Diao tribes back then. During the battle, he made a big mistake and was imprisoned in the barren valley by Suo Na.

The Colorful Thunder Eagle and the Wind-Wing Black Eagle are both one of the Four Guards of the Bird Emperor. The two are feuding and fighting endlessly. Shi Feng thought of Xiao Hei's parents, who were also chased to death by the Five-Colored Thunder Eagle, but why didn't Xiao Hei's parents stay in the clan and instead ran to the Shigu Mountains where the Taiji Sect was located?

Shi Feng's flying boat was a little faster than the wooden fish, and it was already back above the deserted valley.

It was quite close to dawn at this moment, but it was also the time when the night was at its thickest. A layer of dark clouds hung over the deserted valley, with a large mass of black air below and faint ghostly screams, which made people shudder.

Shi Feng stopped the flying boat, and Monk Cixuan nodded. He raised the Sanskrit bell in his hand and muttered some words. The small bell immediately turned into a giant bell with a circumference of three feet. The inscriptions around it flashed. Suddenly, a burst of Sanskrit sounds sounded, and rays of pure light came from it. Flying down through the air.

When the pure light hits the dark clouds below, it is like boiling soup splashing snow. The dark clouds disperse quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the ghosts in the clouds heard the Sanskrit sounds, they did not struggle in pain. Instead, they were all relieved, and their smiles disappeared one after another.

After a cup of tea, all the ghosts in the deserted valley dispersed, revealing the ground. The old man Hei Yu on the high platform was full of resentment and glared at Cixuan and his entourage. However, he was indeed locked by the restriction and could not fly to attack everyone. Seeing that the ghost formation was broken and the sky was about to dawn, there was no way he could do anything to the other party, so he had to shrink into the ground bitterly. , the raised platform slowly sank into the ground.

The land of the Desolate Valley was silent for a while. After the monks of the Hundred Beast Sect were suddenly killed by Long Kun and Qiu Longzi rebelled, there was only one Ling Jie who was a foundation-building monk. However, how could he withstand the Soul-eating Array of Ten Thousand Ghosts? He had already been taken away by the group of ghosts. The soul, essence and blood were also sucked away by Black Feather, leaving only a few mummies on the ground.

The monks in Fengwu Mountain struggled to support themselves with the ancestral secret treasure Phoenix Feather. Lang Huan's mana continued to be consumed. The range of the shield emitted by the Phoenix Feather gradually shrank from two feet to seven feet, which only accommodated Lang Huan, Huo Qingyuan, Lang Zilin and another person. Disciple, because the remaining people did not enter the shield, they died tragically on the spot just like the people from the Hundred Beast Sect.

Lang Huan's magic power was almost exhausted, and if Shi Feng came a little later, the four of them would also be dead.

The Yuyi flying boat swooped down, and Shi Feng grabbed the four Lang Huan who had fallen to the ground and boarded the flying boat. They did not dare to stay, and the flying boat soared into the air and headed west.

After flying for more than thirty miles and leaving Tieguan Mountain, Shi Feng landed his flying boat on a flat ground.

It was already broad daylight, and Lang Huan and others took the elixir all the way, and their condition improved a lot. When the flying boat landed, Lang Huan stood up, clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you, Master Cixuan, and fellow Taoist Shi for your life-saving grace. Fellow Taoist Shi, it turns out that you are also a foundation-building monk. Lang really has eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai."

Shi Feng explained, "I don't mean to conceal my cultivation. I just want to join forces with Sect Master Lang to hunt more demon crystals. Sect Master, please forgive me."

Lang Huan gave a bitter smile, "What did you say to fellow Taoist Shi? You saved me twice and showed great kindness to me at Fengwu Villa. Lang didn't even say a word of gratitude. If the master and fellow Taoist Shi have anything to do in the future, Lang doesn't dare to refuse." ”

Ci Xuan clasped his hands together, "How dare a monk say the word return? Besides, this is all the credit of Fellow Daoist Shi, I am ashamed to accept it."

Shi Feng said, "You are too kind. What are the plans of the Sect Master next?"

Lang Huan sighed, "The four of us are all seriously injured. We can't go deeper for the time being. We want to return to Yuncheng. Do you want to go back or continue to go deeper?"

Monk Ci Xuan said, "I have something else to do, so I won't go back for now." Shi Feng also said, "I also want to stay for a while."

Lang Huan nodded, "Then we won't delay you, Junior Brother, let's set off and go back now."

Huo Qingyuan thanked Shi Feng and Ci Xuan again. Lang Huan sacrificed the curved boat, Lang Zilin looked at Shi Feng, a trace of sadness flashed in her tired eyes, walked over and whispered, "Brother Shi, thank you for coming back to save me."

Shi Feng said lightly, "Since I promised you that I would do my best, I naturally cannot break my promise to you, a little girl."

Lang Zilin straightened his chest, "I am not a little girl." Shi Feng smiled. Lang Zilin said in an almost inaudible voice, "Then I ask you to promise me again that you will come to Fengwu Villa to see me when you are free, okay?"

Shi Feng said, "If you have time to go to Fengqiu, I will definitely go to see your father and you."

Lang Zilin felt lost when he said he would see "your father and you". Before she could speak, Lang Huan urged her, "Lin'er, let's go. Don't waste Daoist Fellow Shi's time." Lang Zilin said softly, "I'll wait for you to see me." She turned around and hurriedly boarded the curved boat. Lang Huan cast a spell, and the curved boat flew through the air and disappeared into the horizon in a short while.

After Lang Huan and others left, Monk Cixuan said, "Donor Shi, do you need me to do my bit to help you with what you are doing?" He was thinking about repaying Shi Feng a favor.

Shi Feng said, "I don't have anything important to do. I just want to try my luck. Master, just go and do your own thing. Don't bother me."

"Don't you want to go with me, Master? We can take care of each other."

Shi Feng was actually willing to go with Ci Xuan, but he returned the Brahma Bell to Ci Xuan. If he was entangled with Ci Xuan again and was seen by the people of the Beast Sect, they would inevitably suspect that he had killed the monk surnamed Zhou and taken the Brahma Bell.

Shi Feng didn't want to provoke such a powerful enemy as the Hundred Beasts Sect, so he shook his head and said, "No need, I want to try my luck alone."

The monks all have their own secrets. Shi Feng insisted again and again, so Ci Xuan naturally didn't want to delve into it. He nodded and said, "With your magical powers and resourcefulness, it shouldn't be a big deal for you to be alone. Donor Shi, please return it, no, no, help this temple find the inheritance treasure, but you are unwilling to accept the crystal stone, which makes me feel uneasy."

Shi Feng said, "It's just a trivial matter, no need to mention it again." Monk Ci Xuan took out a string of prayer beads from the storage bag. This string of beads was not the nine Buddha beads he used to defend against the enemy before, but a chain of beads worn on his wrist. Each bead was half the size of the nine Buddha beads, totaling thirteen beads.

Ci Xuan said, "I have nothing to give you before we part, so I'll give this string of pure beads to Mr. Shi."

Shi Feng took it and looked at it. This string of prayer beads had no spiritual power and was not a magic weapon. "Thank you, Master."

Monk Ci Xuan said, "Don't underestimate this prayer bead. Although it is not a spiritual weapon, it is made of agarwood from the Western Regions. It can calm the mind and drive away the inner demons."

When Shi Feng heard the words "drive away the inner demons", he was immediately surprised. When cultivators are practicing, especially when they are advancing, they are most afraid of the invasion of inner demons. At the least, their cultivation will decline, and at the worst, their bodies will explode and burn. If this bead can drive away the inner demons, it will be very useful.

Monk Cixuan said, "This bead is the personal belonging of the abbot of Qianye Temple, the holy monk Benyin. After the great power of Master Benyin's prayer, its function is incomparable to that of ordinary agarwood. I made a great contribution to the temple that year, and only then was this thing given by the master."

"Then this rosary is very valuable, how dare I accept it!"

Monk Cixuan said, "Donor Shi, just accept it. I see that you are practicing Taoist skills and supernatural powers. You Taoists talk about existence, while we Buddhists talk about non-existence. You Taoists talk about happiness, while we Buddhists talk about suffering. The inner demon is a big obstacle for you, We are fine. If I were a Zen monk, and I had a demon in my heart during my practice, it would only mean that my six senses were not pure. "

Shi Feng smiled and said, "In that case, I will not be polite. Thank you, Master! But as a Taoist monk, it would be a bit strange for me to read Buddhist scriptures with a rosary in the future."

Monk Ci Xuan said seriously, "Practice is in the heart. Buddhism and Taoism have the same origin. Why bother about the scriptures? But speaking of scriptures, I have one for you."

He took out a blank jade slip, tapped his fingers, and in a moment, several words were written on it. He handed it to Shi Feng. Shi Feng took it and scanned it with his spiritual consciousness. There was a text in the jade slip. It was very short, estimated to be only more than a thousand words, four words per sentence, with flat and oblique rhymes, and it was easy to read, but the meaning of the scripture was messy and confusing.

Ci Xuan saw Shi Feng frowning and said, "This is called the Pure Heart Mantra, with a total of 1,064 words. Don't underestimate it, it has a great origin."

"I would like to hear more about it."

Monk Ci Xuan said, "This sutra was created by a monk in Brahma Continent, five or six thousand years ago. Buddhism is flourishing in the western Brahma Continent. The monk's Dharma name is Xuan Huai, and the Prajna Temple where he resides is the first Buddhist sect in Brahma Continent. Master Xuan Huai finally achieved Nirvana and was certified as a Buddha in the West."

"It turned out to be created by a monk in Nirvana, so it really has a great origin."

Taoism and Buddhism have different names for the realms of cultivators because of their different principles of cultivation. From mortal to immortal, Taoism is divided into seven realms: Qi refining, foundation building, Dan formation, Yuanying, refining emptiness, fusion, and tribulation. When going through tribulation, one experiences thunder tribulation, washes away the mortal world, and can ascend to become an immortal. Buddhism is divided into seven realms: all aspects, freedom, no aspect, Bodhi, Hinayana, Mahayana, and Nirvana. Finally, the body is nirvana, ascends to the west and becomes a Buddha.

The two realms are called differently, but their strengths are similar. The Nirvana monk is equivalent to the Taoist tribulation cultivator. He is no longer a mortal cultivator and has one foot in the immortal world.

Shi Feng couldn't help but read the Purifying Heart Mantra again, "Master Xuanhuai has such a high level of cultivation, why didn't he leave some skills and magical powers, but left a difficult scripture that is unclear?"

Monk Cixuan smiled and said, "Does Daoyou Shi suspect that there is something mysterious hidden in this Purifying Heart Mantra?"