White Bone Monkey King

Taoist temple backyard.

The old Taoist priest was performing rituals, chanting sutras and salvation for Zhao Pingfa's body lying in the coffin.

At this time, Jin An hurriedly walked into the backyard, and there were still a lot of traces of incense ash on his hands.

Huh?

"Little brother, where did you get the ashes on your hands? Why does this ashes look like the ashes from an incense burner?"

The old Taoist priest noticed the incense ashes in Jin An's hand.

The old Taoist priest had just finished speaking, and immediately looked strange. He remembered the conversation with Jin An this morning: "Little brother, you are not really going to pick up the incense ashes of the founder of the Five Zang Taoist Temple, are you?"

Ahem.

"Nonsense."

"I'm not."

"I don't."

"I took a small amount of insignificant ashes out of my utmost respect and reverence for my ancestor. How could it be a slander? Old Master, who do you think I am, Jin An, who has acted openly and aboveboard throughout my life?"

When Jin An saw that the old Taoist priest was still speaking, he glared at the old Taoist priest anxiously: "Old Taoist, aren't you sending salvation to Zhao Ping? Aren't you afraid of being disrespectful to the deceased by doing two things?"

Old Taoist priest: "?"

After Jin An dismissed the old Taoist priest's curious questions for the time being, he returned to the wing and slammed all the doors and windows, leaving only the old Taoist priest there who was a little confused. He looked at Zhao Pingfa's body in the coffin, and then focused on combing the goat. Jie Shu sharpened his sword, and finally shook his head and continued to perform his duties to save Zhao Pingfa.

…

As soon as Jin An returned to the wing, closed all the doors and windows, he immediately took out the handkerchiefs wrapped in layers in his arms.

I imitate the rhythm of the sound of the great road in my mind with a familiarity!

Imperial seal!

The familiar tide of the avenue appears.

Jin An watched with joy as the tide of the avenue gradually dissipated, but when the tide of the avenue completely receded, uh, Jin An had a look of astonishment on his face.

It’s not that the edict failed.

But...

The incense ashes were unremarkable, as if nothing had changed.

But the tidal scene on the avenue just now was not fake.

Qi gazing!

Five thousand eight thousand four hundred and thirty.

A total of eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two virtues were missing.

"!"

The muscles at the corner of Jin An's mouth trembled violently, and he was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and nose, fearing that if he breathed or sneezed, he would blow away the 1322 evil virtues on the table.

At the same time, he was so frightened that he did not dare to issue the edict a second time.

"Eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two virtues? The problem should be the number of virtues..."

Jin An said to himself.

Then he looked weird: "If these incense ash are counted in terms of particles, the number should be more than two to three hundred thousand at least? It should be that out of so many incense ash, only 11,322 incense ash has stained the five internal organs of the Taoist temple. The spiritual willpower of Xianghuoxin is why I can successfully seal it."

Jin An sat quietly and pondered.

He didn't wander around the house.

I am worried that the air current generated when people move around will blow away the pile of precious virtues on the table.

"If it is as I suspected, it will be consistent with what the Taoist said this morning. Time has gone too long, and the five internal organs Taoist temples have withered for too long. The spiritual will of believers stained by the incense ashes has slowly dissipated, and there is not much left. ."

After figuring out the reason.

Now there is another problem before Jin An.

Since the edict was successful, why was there no movement on these incense ashes?

"Is it the magic weapon of Yuanshen? Yuanshen Yuanshen..."

"It seems that we have to wait until dark and go on a night tour of the soul to see the extraordinary features of these incense ash..."

With this thought, Jin An carefully packed away the incense ashes in the handkerchief on the table, and then went out to buy a gourd, intending to use it to contain the incense ashes.

The folk meaning of the gourd is that it is a mascot that brings good luck, protects the body, and wards off evil spirits. It is not worth a few coppers, but it is very easy to find in folk markets. It is getting dark now and the curfew will be soon. Jin'an needs to run more. I only bought gourds at this place.

When this is done.

Sunset and moonrise.

The night has fallen.

The Five Zang Taoist Temple is still in the wing room where Jin An lives.

The lamp oil swayed gently, and the bright lamp oil shined through the window paper into the yard outside. The old Taoist priest was still performing rituals for the corpse in the coffin.

in the room.

Jin An controlled the rhythm of his breath, and his familiar soul came out of his body. The transparent soul saw his own body and a gourd placed on the table in front of him.

The gourd was sallow in color.

This is because the surface of the gourd is coated with wood wax oil and treated with anti-corrosion and moth-proofing.

At this time, the gourd mouth is opened.

Under the gaze of Jin'an Yuanshen, there was pure and flawless red flame and sun fire in the gourd's mouth, rushing out from the gourd's mouth.

Condensed as a torch.

It rushed out to a height of three feet.

Very magical.

Jin An's eyes were filled with joy when he saw this scene.

He was indeed right.

This incense ash is stained with the power of spiritual aspiration and is a magic weapon of the Yuan Shen, which can only be seen by the Yuan Shen.

With a touch of excitement and expectation, Jin An tried to get closer to the gourd's mouth and carefully sensed the incense ash in the gourd's mouth.

So majestic! Pure spiritual power! Jin An was surprised!

During the day, it was still an ordinary ashes, but in the eyes of Jin'an Yuanshen, the crystals looked like cinnabar.

There is a large amount of spiritual aspiration burning in the gourd.

Count carefully.

No more, no less, exactly eleven thousand three hundred and twenty-two pure spiritual wishes.

These spiritual aspirations are pure and flawless, without impurities. They are the purest and pious aspirations in Taoist temples. When so many spiritual aspirations come together, they are as turbulent and majestic as the Milky Way and Heavenly Fire.

I don't know whether it was the relationship between Jin'an's personal edict or the relationship between the Five Zang Taoism and the same origin. When Jin'an Yuanshen tried to control these incense ashes, everything went as smoothly as a matter of course.

Jin An was overjoyed.

Then, he began to recite the Dharma Gate formula silently in his mind. According to the method he learned from Mr. Yi and Zhong Laosan last night, under the control of Yuanshen, one after another crystal clear cinnabar-like incense ash carried the pure spirit of incense in the world. The wish power, with the bright red flame that can only be seen by the soul, flew out from the mouth of the gourd, forming a blazing, scorching flame, rolling up and down in Jin'an's hand, like an arm moving his fingers.

On these incense ashes are carried the power of worldly aspirations accumulated by the Five Zang Taoist Temple for decades.

When attached to Jin'an Yuanshen, Jin'an Yuanshen is as strong as the east sun, shining horizontally in the void, the sun is scorching, and the power of the soul is greatly increased.

It's like there are tens of thousands of spiritual wishes blessing his soul.

Of course.

These tens of thousands of spiritual wishes.

It does not mean that the Five Zang Taoist Temple has really had tens of thousands of incense believers in the past few decades.

It can only mean that these incense ashes are contaminated with the power of worldly wishes.

And when Jin'an Yu used these incense ash to defend against the enemy, it was like a torrent of magma passing through, and a fire burned, specifically burning the soul and soul.

It was like falling into a world of heavenly fire, burning the whole place overwhelmingly.

These are the accumulated accumulations of the Five Zang Taoist Temple over the years.

Such a large number of red bright sun fires were burning, and even Jin An was afraid of its power.

But before he could hold on for twenty or thirty breaths, the sudden stinging pain in his soul made Jin An hurriedly put back the red flame incense ashes and his soul returned to his shell. Then he opened his eyes and woke up with a pale face.

This is the consequence of too much mental exertion.

He controlled more than 10,000 incense ash stained with great spiritual power at one time, but it was still a bit reluctant after all.