Chapter 168 The Sutra of Sutras (Part 1)
After a night of fighting, none of the monks in the camp had any sleep. Even if they took a break, they were still making preparations, just like the monks in the injured tent. Although the four people have left, there are still monks watching inside. The monk is an attendant monk and can cast some incomplete secret spells, but the secret spells have no big effect.
They were only responsible for lighting the fire and taking care of it so that the injured monks inside would not freeze to death.
The whole camp is brightly lit. Many monks have bad eyesight and cannot see clearly in the darkness at night. Therefore, in order to help them work better, there are Dharma protector monks who carry torches and wander around. The whole camp is very lively. Lu Feng could see clearly that he was drinking butter tea while drinking it. Little Nima was standing next to Lu Feng, adding tea to Lu Feng. The butter tea had a thick layer of oil. If you drank it too late, it would turn into a thick layer of oil. A layer of congealed grease.
No one would think this oil is greasy. Even some high-status monks would not dislike these oils. Who would dislike oil in a place like the Tantric Realm? This is a good thing to nourish people! How many serfs could never get a sip of butter tea in their entire lives? Even some kind-hearted lords, on their grandmother's birthday, or on a wedding day, when they were competing for pasture with the chieftain next to them, Xutou slaves Let's take a sip - just a sip, not much more. Take a sip of butter tea, which is just the tea at the bottom. It has no bird flavor, and can't even taste the taste of fat.
But even so, it is a delicious gift from Bodhisattva.
It is an extremely noble etiquette to give the first bowl of butter tea to the guests. Lu Feng drank two bowls of butter tea to indicate that he had enough. Little Nima poured tea for Lao Daxia and Big Nima in turn. , they drank it, and only Xiao Nima could drink it. Lu Feng did not go to see the fighting over there, that was not something he had to worry about.
There was no idle person in the entire camp, and the Zhaju Temple did not support idle people. Everyone was busy, so I had no choice but to call "Yong Zhen" and ask him to start at the "Injured Soldiers Camp". After reading this scripture, I never thought that I would really find a great treasure.
After drinking butter tea and eating fragrant highland barley fried noodles, several people began to use medicinal materials to cure diseases and save lives. Under the guidance of the old monk Dasha, the big and small nima concocted water and smoke for treatment. Especially the cigarettes. They kneaded the pile of tobacco into the shape of a zaman and started chanting curses on the water. Lu Feng did not participate in these things.
He told them to do it. He went to watch the night outside. After a while, a man came out and went with him to the tent of the injured monks to treat them. The other two took a rest.
There is no need to say more or less.
As for Lu Feng's attainment of the six-syllable Great Ming Mantra, these medical monks had nothing to say and just followed his lead. The few medical monks did not have any status as senior monks, nor did they have any extraordinary achievements in cultivation. None of the elders in the temple were present. When several monks have no status as monks and officials, it depends on whether they are high or low in cultivation.
It can be seen with the naked eye that Lu Feng’s practice is superior to theirs, and the Dharma is also superior to theirs. Such monks, the three of them agree, naturally they all listen to the master Yongzhen. Lu Feng motioned to them Go and rest, don't delay tomorrow's rescue, they can't say anything. When the three heard this, they thought it made sense, so they all went about their own business.
Lu Feng stood guard outside. He walked around the tent holding the "Secret Mantra of King Hayato Ming" and then came to the wounded tent. In the wounded tent, a lifeless air lingered throughout the tent. Although many people had "fallen asleep", the "despair" that had almost condensed into substance shrouded the entire tent.
The monks staying inside saw Lu Feng, glanced at him, and stopped taking care of him. These attendant monks were incapable of being "self-reliant" in such a "turbid atmosphere". People who are not determined will feel hopeless in such an environment. Lu Feng gently held the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" and walked among the wounded. He knew that not everyone could be saved. .
Some people took pills or "smoke" - this should be a kind of magical smoke similar to that required by some witches to help people sleep. They made painful groans in their sleep, which made people feel uncomfortable. Feeling extremely uncomfortable, Lu Feng took a look among these people and made sure that no one was still awake, so he took out his human skin ancient scroll and stopped for a moment.
Even Lu Feng could not help but narrow his eyes.
He had known for a long time that there was no peace in this camp, but he never thought that there would be such no peace in this camp. There were many changes in the ancient human skin scrolls, and the first one to change was naturally the second one. Partly, Lu Feng saw this wisdom blessing and added it to thirty days. It should be the benefit he got when he used the "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" to dispel the evil charm, but the most obvious thing is the third part of the Human Skin Ancient Scroll. .
The dark and flowing wheel, the cunning and strange demon wolf, the hands of a woman whose face cannot be seen, and thousands of mysterious silk threads hanging up and down. I don’t know where they are hanging down. There is a majestic shadow that seems to be able to wrap around people at any time. It is more chaotic than the back hill of the endless White Pagoda Temple. This scene, not to mention the "Master of the Treasure Account", when Lu Feng saw this scene, Lu Feng Feng also wants to run.
Lu Feng felt like he was caught in a mystery and conspiracy. Maybe it was not a conspiracy, but a conspiracy. Someone was using the secret treasure left behind in the "Lotus Flower Temple" as bait, or even Yu Lufeng felt that the maps were all real and that these things were gathered together just to complete another plan.
‘The karma has arrived, running is the best option! '
At this moment, he has not yet visualized his own deity, "Master of the Treasure Account", but he is already very similar to his "deity". When he encounters a problem that cannot be solved, Lu Feng takes the best approach. He doesn't know whether he is a bystander or a pawn in the game, but he knows that he is not the one in charge of the chess pieces, so how should he face this matter?
Just stay away from one item.
Lu Feng suddenly closed his ancient human skin scroll and stored it close to his body. He then walked out of the tent and began to circle around the camp. His eyes were like an eagle on the plateau, precise and careful. He searched for a way to leave quickly, and from time to time he would take out ancient human skin scrolls to compare them to determine what was nearby.
Who would have thought that half way through, before he could go back, he met a young monk. Lu Feng saw, smelled and felt the strangeness in him, but he felt At this point, the man was malicious and hostile towards him, so Lu Feng deliberately turned sideways, but kept his chest and abdomen in check, trying to pass him between the tents.
But who knew that when the two met, he looked directly at Lu Feng and shouted out Lu Feng's name with anger: "Yongzhen!"
Lu Feng paused.
He looked at the young monk in front of him, clasped his hands, and said politely: "Brother, who is he?"
He has really never seen this monk. Judging from the clothes he is wearing, he should be He was a monk from Zhaju Monastery, probably a sixth-level monk. Judging from the things he was carrying, he must have been transporting goods here. Lu Feng had no acquaintances in Zhaju Monastery. After hearing Lu Feng's words, the monk's eyes flashed. Breathing out the flames of hatred, wanting to burn Lu Feng in front of him into ashes, he opened his mouth like a poisonous scorpion, wanting to poison Lu Feng with the poisonous needle on its tail, he said: "You should know me!
I am Ganing Renton Tashi, you damn thief! You deserve to be..."
After hearing the other party announcing his family status, Lu Feng opened his mouth and interrupted him mercilessly. Lu Feng said: "Okay, that's it, that's enough! My young master Ganing, please stop talking.
We didn’t come to you, but you came to us instead. How did you practice Buddhism and cultivate you into such a shameless person? How dare you be so big in front of me? Yan Zhuozhuo! ? Is your practice of Buddhism so indifferent to right and wrong?
My master, Elder Mingli, lost countless monks in his residence because of your family’s affairs. Each one is more precious than the same amount of gold, but they are trapped in your Ganing Manor. Even the endless white pagoda temple does not care about this matter, but now you have to deal with it! What kind of explanation can I ask for?
It’s really ridiculous. Did you also mean what you said in Zhaju’s temple?
It’s the person who presides over this temple in Zhaju? What do you mean? If it's not the case, just get out of the way. I'm going to recite sutras for the people who were injured today. Don't delay the important events of the other monks!
You are not welcome here! Master Ganing is not welcome here either! Only monks who can do something are welcome here! ”
Lu Feng was eloquent and suppressed Ganing Renton Tashi in front of him with great courage! When Ganing Renton Tashi heard this, his face became even redder, and he squeezed his hand He was about to attack, but he was faster, and Lu Feng was even faster than him!
Lu Feng didn’t expect that he would see the young master of Ganing Manor here, but after seeing him, Lu Feng didn’t think so. He was not surprised. He just saw that Young Master Ganing in front of him was about to take action and counterattack confidently. Lu Feng was really not afraid of this matter. What's more important is that I don't want anything from you!
Your Ganing family has not fulfilled the promise of three manors, yet you have turned your back on King Mingzhu! You must know that King Mingzhu is the protector of the Endless White Pagoda Temple, no matter what the Ganing family, They are all the witches of Wuwu Baita Temple, and they are the people of Wuwu Baita Temple!
Even if it breaks the law, this matter is still Wuwan Baita Temple's own business. So what if he becomes a monk of Zhaju Temple? Can he still sue this matter to the Dharma King who presides over this temple in Zhaju? Did he really think that Zhaju Temple was a compassionate temple?
Even if he is a child of the magic witch family, he has nothing special about him without his worship and inheritance. What should be afraid of now is the people in this camp. Unknowingly, he has been treasured. The entire camp protected by the tent master was filled with monsters, magic wheels, and demons. Things were very bad, so Ganing Renton Zhaxi angrily stopped in front of Lu Feng. He must have wanted to use He wanted to use some secret spells, but the distance between him and Lu Feng was only two or three steps at this moment.
Within two or three steps, Lu Feng made no quick movements. He just covered his mouth and then raised and lowered his hands.
The young master of the Ganing family fell to the ground and fainted, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Lu Feng threw him to the ground, but heard the sound of the gong. Lu Feng followed the sound and looked out. He also saw many people putting down their hands and moving towards that place with him. While looking over. Another group of people withdrew from the mountain, pulling a large number of injured people behind them. From the looks of it, the monks who were injured in the "Lotus Chinzo Dharma Temple" last night were transported down the mountain, and three medical monks also rushed over. , everyone was in a mess, and no one paid any attention to Lu Feng, so Lu Feng observed outside. The monks who came down this time were different from the others.
Their bodies were covered with blood, like sharp knives cutting their bodies. The blood on their bodies should have been stopped, but their faces were very bad, and there was even a strange charm wrapped around their bodies. Monk Dasha looked up and down and touched it. Touching their foreheads, I had no idea for a while.
He looked around and saw Lu Feng. He walked over anxiously and said: "Master Yongzhen, Master Yongzhen, please save them. The Chiba heat in their bodies is It was so powerful that it crushed the other two areas to death.
Even a big bull can’t handle such heat. "
Lu Feng - Master Yongzhen. Hearing this and seeing the eyes around him looking at him, he walked over and examined the monks carefully. He found that the monks' bodies were full of traces of fire and knife wounds.
I don’t know where so many flames came from in the Lotus Chin Temple. Lu Feng said: "It’s Chiba’s energy that has entered his soul. I used the rhyme of great compassion to stabilize it. Their sexual souls, stabilize their situation for the time being, and what happens next is beyond my control
You need to be careful and carry them into the big tent. "
Lu Feng said, at the same time he felt the hidden charm in these people, and knew that there was something wrong. He did not believe that what he could see, others could not see.
What do the masters of the Zhaju monastery want to do?
“They all do what the master says. "
Old Daxia said, everyone actively sent everyone to the tent. Lu Feng was very busy. It was only at night that he stopped for a while.
He could feel that his "Six-Character Great Ming Mantra" Great Compassion Rhyme temporarily warmed up the red fire energy in the bodies of these monks who had been "burned", and the Great Compassion Rhyme also increased. This was his rest karma. The blessings I received, but the frightening feeling became more and more intense.
At night, Lu Feng felt his eyelids begin to beat.
This is a very unlucky symbol. Lu Feng took a look and found that the only people who could move in the tent now were Da Nima and himself. The rest of the monks and attendants went to prepare medicinal materials. Lu Feng Feng asked Damima to go out quickly to find Monk Dasha and drive him away.
As for himself, he immediately came out of the tent and started walking along the path he took earlier today. As he walked, he recited the secret mantra silently, and the rhyme of great compassion radiated from his body. Connected with the footprints on the ground.
Walking on the road.
His eyes fell on the outside of the tent curtains illuminated by fire, and he saw the short and fat "Treasure Master" above began to disappear, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
‘Run away. '
Seeing this, Lu Feng felt his scalp was numb. Before he could go far, he met Lao Daxia who was coming over. Da Nima, who was sent out by Lu Feng, was holding the rattan box beside him. , Lao Daxia saw the oncoming Lu Feng and said, "Master Yongzhen?" Next to Feng, Lu Feng grabbed him and dragged him away. Da Nima looked strange. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice coming from behind. Just as he was about to turn around, he saw Master Yongzhen looking very unhappy. They grabbed him and didn't ask him to go back.
Da Ni Ma asked: "Master, what's wrong?"
Lu Feng said: "Don't go, it's just the Sutra of Strange Thoughts. Grab Lao Daxia and let's go quickly."
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