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- Fakong and Yuande met under the steps in front of the Daxiong Palace.
After Monk Yuande offered a stick of incense seriously and solemnly, he couldn't wait to look at Fakong with piercing eyes.
"Miss Zhou Jingjing is indeed dead, without a trace of life." Monk Yuande said solemnly: "I have checked repeatedly."
He vaguely blamed himself for Zhou Jingjing's death. Damiaolian Temple had already protected the Jade Butterfly Sect, but it still couldn't protect it.
He was extremely sensitive, and speculated that Zhou Jingjing's murder was probably due to some conspiracy, rather than a simple accident.
It is very likely that Shenjian Peak did it.
After the incident, the most important thing is to save Zhou Jingjing's life.
He exhausted all kinds of means and methods, and carefully inspected Zhou Jingjing, but he would not let go of any possibility.
It's a pity, after repeated inspections several times, he found a fact helplessly: Zhou Jingjing was indeed dead, unable to recover.
The only thing that can be done is to save her and help her reincarnate as soon as possible.
In terms of the power of transcendence, no one can compare to Fakong's great light mantra, and Mo Zongzhu and Fakong are inseparable, so there is no need to worry about Da Miaolian Temple.
It's better to wait for Fakong to come over and help her escape.
He never expected that Zhou Jingjing would be able to recover from the sun.
He couldn't help doubting himself, could it be that he really failed to find out the trace of vitality contained in Zhou Jingjing?
To be able to hide from my own repeated inspections, this trace of life is too hidden, right?
He was extremely unwilling.
"She is indeed lifeless." Fakong shook his head: "Have you ever heard of the Ksitigarbha Dakini mantra?"
"Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra" Monk Yuande raised his eyebrows slightly, lost in thought, and kept muttering in his mouth.
He felt that he had vaguely heard of this Buddha mantra, and it appeared in his mind, but after a glimpse, it disappeared without a trace.
He knew that this must be because the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu mantra was not in this life, nor in the previous life, and it was probably the memory of the previous life.
At that time, I seemed to be reincarnated in Dayun, a monk of Dayun.
I have practiced for several lives before I can become enlightened in this world.
Most of this kind of past and past life memories are vague, only martial arts and state of mind will be retained.
This kind of knowledge is even more Mohu.
If it wasn't for my profound cultivation, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to remember this Ksitigarbha Kinabalu mantra at all.
He thought hard, chasing after that flash of light, his face gradually turned pale, and he consumed a lot of energy.
Fakong smiled secretly.
Yuan De's temperament is really stubborn enough, the more he can't remember it, the more he has to remember it.
He formed mudras with both hands and cast the mantra of purifying the heart.
A fine nectar fell from the void and poured it into Monk Yuande's mind, making the mind that was about to boil suddenly quiet and clear.
A flash of inspiration flashed.
He was overjoyed: "I remembered!"
He finally captured the memory of the Ksitigarbha Dakini mantra.
He immediately frowned.
Although I remembered it, it was only a few words. This Ksitigarbha Kinabalu mantra is a legendary Buddha mantra.
In the monastery where he was at that time, there was an ancient book in which there was a record of the Ksitigarbha Dakini mantra.
It is said that this mantra is a Buddha mantra recited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva himself. With this mantra, one can walk in hell without hindrance, pull out the soul, and bring the dead back to life.
It's just that this mantra is too difficult, and there are many secrets to cast it, it is almost impossible for the world to practice it.
He quickly recalled the memories of his previous life.
Thanks to the help of the Purifying Mantra, he remembered the records in this ancient book, and looked at Fakong curiously: "The Ksitigarbha Kungfu Mantra is not a curse for ordinary people."
Fakong laughed and said: "It was a fluke,the situation at that time, a dead horse can only be used as a living horse doctor, so I can only try."
Monk Yuande nodded with emotion.
This is Fakong, worthy of the name of a divine monk.
What admired him most was not his martial arts practice, but the profundity of Buddhism. Martial arts have limits, but Buddhism is boundless.
Compared with him, my name as a divine monk does not match the reality, and my cultivation base in Buddhism is too far behind him.
He reflected on himself for a moment, then coughed lightly twice.
Fakong laughed and said, "Just say what you have to say, why bother to see outsiders."
Monk Yuande coughed lightly: "two disciples were killed in my temple."
"Bring it here, I'll give it a try, I can't guarantee??, and found something strange.
? Dark clouds gathered in all directions towards the sky above Yongkong Temple.
In the blink of an eye, all the dark clouds above Tianjing seemed to have gathered over Yongkong Temple, and the sky beyond Yongkong Temple returned to a sunny day, with bright sun shining brightly.
The dark clouds became more and more dense, forming a majestic and huge pitch-black mountain, which was about to fall from the void and crush Yongkong Temple.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder seemed to come from the distant sky.
"Katcha!"
"Katcha!"
"Katcha!"
A huge silver lightning flashed through the dark clouds.
Moving, the dense dark clouds were drawn into huge "zigzag" cracks.
People stood curiously outside Yongkong Temple, looking up.
Lightning illuminated their eyes and illuminated their curious and bewildered faces, and finally they all stared straight at Yongkong Temple.
After the dark clouds dissipated, the gate of Yongkong Temple opened, and a group of monks came out. The two Arhat beds were still being carried by four young monks.
But the two monks who were lying on the bed were gone.
They all shook their heads and sighed.
It seems to be buried in Yongkong Temple.
This is a bit unconventional. After all, no matter how strong Yongkong Temple is, Xiaomiaolian Temple is not weak, and Damiaolian Temple is stronger.
After the death of the disciples of Damiaolian Temple, how could it be possible not to enter the pagoda of Damiaolian Temple, but to be buried in other temples?
Then someone with sharp eyes suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "Mother!"
His exclamation startled the people next to him.
People looked over one after another.
This is a middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He is wearing a gray gown that has been washed white, and there is a look of depression between his brows.
At this moment, he was staring wide-eyed at two middle-aged monks among a group of monks.
He seems to have discovered the most incredible thing in the world.
People asked him what happened?
"Theythey used to" the middle-aged man with sharp mouth monkey cheeks said, "Back from the dead!"
Everyone immediately understood what he meant.
They all saw two monks lying on the two arhat beds, obviously dead, and guessed that they were planning to go to Yongkong Temple to invite the monk Fakong to perform a ritual.
Combining the words of the middle-aged man with sharp-billed monkey cheeks, it is obvious that the two dead monks have come back to life.
"You read that right?"
"Impossible!" The middle-aged man with sharp mouthed monkey cheeks shouted angrily, "One of them has a scar on his lip, and the other has a mole on his forehead. You can't make a mistake!"
This is a question of my housekeeping skills, which is absolutely unbearable.
How sharp my own tricks are, I can see clearly at a glance
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