Thunder Martial

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Zichen has known the monk for many years, but he has never regarded him as a real monk, except now.

The monk at this moment is the real monk. He has benevolent brows and kind eyes, solemn treasure appearance, golden Buddha power radiates from the inside out, and there is a huge golden halo behind his head.

Compassion for heaven and compassion for people, at this moment the monk gave Zichen the feeling that he is a Buddha, a Buddha, a great Buddha who has attained the Tao.

"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. The Buddha's name was full of peace and tranquility, and one after another golden light centered on him and spread in all directions.

The monk crossed his legs, slowly lifted into the air, and whispered again: "Om."

This is the power of the mantra, forming a strange and mighty force, which oscillates in all directions, but it is different from usual, there is no danger in the power of the mantra today, but full of peace and tranquility.

The mantra passed by his side like ripples, and Zichen had an illusion in an instant, as if he had come to heaven, a fairyland that was indifferent to the world.

The power of the mantra oscillates towards the surroundings. The world is originally gloomy and full of cold air, but under the power of the mantra, this breath is dissipating.

The power of the monk's mantra is purifying the Yin Qi here.

In a blink of an eye, the power of the mantra spread thousands of meters away. Zi Chen saw that the yin energy dissipated, and many ghosts appeared. At first, these ghosts were full of resentment and negative emotions on their faces, but after the mantra passed, these ghosts seemed to remember Before birth.

They raised their heads, stared at the golden light, their eyes gradually brightened, then put their hands together, and chanted a Buddha's mantra towards the sky.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's name was full of pity and compassion, and the golden light shone down on many monks. It seemed that the back of their heads also began to glow and became a Buddha.

The power of the mantra spread, the Buddha's name kept ringing, and one ghost after another woke up.

"Well." In the air, the imprint in the mouth of the good and evil monk turned again, and the second syllable appeared.

The power of the golden mantra appeared again, and then followed the power of the first mantra. After the mantra passed, the figure of the golden monk gradually faded away. It can be seen that there is no hatred on their faces, and some are just peaceful. Like an eminent monk sitting down.

The power of the mantra oscillated for several miles,

In a blink of an eye, a place several miles away was completely purified by the good and evil monks, and dilapidated temples appeared one after another. The temples that were originally full of cold atmosphere exuded the power of Buddha again.

The good and evil monks descended from the sky, the compassionate expression disappeared, and the whole person returned to normal again.

Zichen looked at each other, and the monk asked: "Why, I have flowers on my face."

Zi Chen shook his head and said: "There are no flowers, but people have changed."

"changed."

Zichen nodded.

The monk smiled and said, "Haha, do you think I'm being more polite when I talk to you, and I don't call myself Buddha?"

Zi Chen slapped down, the monk flashed past, the two laughed, and then the monk went back to his old job, looking for useful things in these temples.

Although the monk shuttled happily between the various halls, it seemed that there was no change from before, but Zichen knew that the monk was different. This feeling was hard to describe, but he felt like a real monk.

After a while, the monk came out with a bunch of things in his arms, and when he came close, he threw all the things on the ground.

These are all subduing magic pestles, Zichen has seen it before, because the monk has one, he immediately smiled and said: "You can get so many at once, you're crazy."

The monk stared and said: "Fart, they are all rubbish, without any Buddhist power, and they are all imitations, just high imitations."

"You know it's useless, so what are you doing picking it up?" Zi Chen asked with a smile.

The monk chuckled: "I can't use it, but you can use it. Although these things have been reduced to garbage, the quality is still very good. You can bring them back to the Wuji School and use them for refining. Don't dare to say anything else. There is no problem in training adult soldiers."

"It's rare for you to have this kind of heart, but if you go out, you will be the head of the Buddhist sect. It seems that you should give it to the Buddhist sect."

"I'm not familiar with them, maybe they're going to come up with some crooked ideas." The monk said.

Zichen finally accepted these high imitation subduing magic pestles, and the two continued on their way.

No one knows where the good things left by Fozong are, and the two of them can only go from hall to hall.

Stopping and stopping like this, the monk has to use mantras to purify during the period, which has wasted a lot of time.

From the outside world, the number of powerful people coming has increased a lot.

The Five Elements forces, Sword Sect, Shameng, Overbearing, Ancient Clan, and other forces almost all came.

The appearance of the Temple of Thunder is an opportunity that no one wants to miss.

The big forces have already formed an alliance, so let the small forces come. After all, it is a fierce battle. Anyone can fight in the cannon fodder battle in the early stage.

"When you come, I know that you can come here."

Going forward again, I ran into the young monk again, but the other party looked like he was twenty-eight years old.

"How could this be?" Zi Chen looked at the good and evil monks, and they could see deep puzzlement in the other's eyes.

The good and evil monks have purified many ghosts, but the young monk in front of him is the only one who can't purify, and the two can meet each other every time, even when the monk initiates the purification.

This time the young monk didn't go forward, but looked at the two from a distance, with a smile on his face, but the smile was extremely inexplicable, even a little weird, which made the two of them somewhat uncomfortable.

"Purify quickly." Zi Chen urged, for some reason, he felt that the attention of the young monk seemed to be on him all the time.

The good and evil monk turned into a real monk again, rose into the sky, and the power of the mantra appeared. It has to be said that the power of the mantra does have inexplicable power. It is neither an innate technique nor an acquired technique, but it contains incredible power.

Because he is extremely afraid of the young monk, Zi Chen has been staring at him with yin and yang eyes. Just when the power of the mantra arrived, Zi Chen saw a smile on the corner of the young monk's mouth, which was aimed at Zi Chen , looking a little ferocious, then he turned around and walked away.

When all the monks were influenced by the golden light from the power of the mantra, this young monk turned around and left. The power of the mantra had no effect on him at all.

This discovery made Zichen guess whether there might be an extremely powerful ghost king waiting for the two of them to throw themselves into the net in this depth.

This guess made Zi Chen sweat coldly on his forehead.

The scope of the power of mantra to purify this time is as high as ten miles, and the monk has made great progress in a period of time.

"Let's go." The monk rushed to the half-remained buildings first, and started the treasure hunt. For this, the monk was never tired.

Zichen stood motionless on the spot, constantly guessing the identity of the young monk in his mind, the monk searched for ten miles, and finally entered a semi-residual treasure pavilion.

A quarter of an hour later, the monk did not come out, which made Zi Chen's face change, and he rushed in without hesitation.

You know, these days, monks have never searched for a place for more than half a quarter of an hour.

The monk was not in the treasure pavilion, but Zichen saw a downward stair passage, the stairs had been destroyed, so Zichen jumped down.

After walking forward for about tens of meters, he saw the monk, who was standing there motionless, as if he had fallen into petrification, his eyes were fixed on the front, where there was half a stone wall.

The monk was breathing evenly, but he was just staring at it, Zichen was relieved to see that he was fine, and out of curiosity, he also looked towards the stone wall.

"Woolen cloth."

As soon as his sight fell on the stone wall, Zi Chen heard a voice from the sea of ​​consciousness, this is the power of the mantra, the third sound in the six-character mantra.

When the sound sounded, Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, and his whole body fell into petrification. At this moment, Zichen not only heard the third mantra, but also the first mantra began to vibrate in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Many years ago, Zi Chen was not very familiar with the monk at that time, at that time Zi Chen abruptly snatched two types of magical powers from the monk.

The first form is the avatar of Arhat, and now it has become the two avatars of Zichen, and the second form is one of the six-character mantras, but unfortunately, Zichen has studied for many years, but has never gotten started. , Provoked the monk to laugh.

And Zichen also asked the monk many times, but when it comes to the truth, the latter either pretends to be stupid or doesn't say a word.

Over time, Zi Chen also gave up on the mantra, but he didn't expect to hear the third mantra today, and the power of the third mantra actually drove the first mantra.

And the first type of mantra, which has never been used before, has fluctuated at this moment.

"Well, well, oh, well, well."

In addition to the first word and the third word, the second mantra sounded in Zichen's sea of ​​consciousness, and then the three-character mantra was coherent and began to sound in his mind.

This kind of shock produced by a strange and mighty force is particularly wonderful. Zi Chen sank into it physically and mentally, and gradually realized the trajectory of this fluctuation.

"Om." In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zichen tried to pronounce, and a strange power appeared. This power is not strong, and it is far from what the monk said, but it has the power of truth. This is a good start.

"Om." Zi Chen was extremely excited, and pronounced again, this time the syllables were clearer, and the effect of the strange power was much stronger than before.

"Om." "Om."

Zi Chen pronouncing it over and over again, the power of the mantra is gradually revealed, Zi Chen can be said to be able to get started today, and it can be said that Zi Chen has gained a lot, and it is also a surprise.

So the excited Zichen got carried away, and after the first mantra, he actually uttered the second mantra.

"Well."

Zi Chen was not yet familiar with the first word of the mantra, so he began to utter the second word of the mantra. Logically speaking, it was impossible to succeed, but now, the second word of the mantra was uttered, and it produced a strange power.

And this strange mighty power is obviously different from the first mantra, and the mighty power should be stronger.

"I have actually mastered two mantras. Is it possible that I can also master the third one today?"

Zi Chen was extremely excited, and then he uttered the third mantra.