Chapter 176: It is better to believe in Guanyin than to believe in me
Huaguo Mountain, ancient temple on the barren mountain.
The moonlight is dim, and it can be seen that the temple has not been taken care of for a long time, the walls and eaves are damaged, and the statues inside are also covered with a layer of dust.
The mountain wind howled, as if a fierce ghost was roaring.
Rapid footsteps came.
Two figures, one large and one small, hurriedly walked into the temple, as if they were avoiding some kind of danger, their chests rising and falling.
"Goddess of Mercy bless you! I hope our grandfather and grandson can escape the pursuit of demons!!"
The bonfire is lit to dispel the darkness spreading from the outside world.
The faces of the two people were illuminated. Their bodies were thin and stooped, their skin was covered with hair, and their features were sharp-mouthed and monkey-like cheeks. They looked exactly like two apes wearing ordinary clothes and walking upright.
The most striking thing is that both the old and the young have [plant vines] growing on their backs.
The older the person is, the longer and narrower the plant vines are.
The statue they knelt down to was dilapidated and dilapidated, and they could vaguely identify it as Guanyin Bodhisattva.
But because of the moss covering the statue, the statue looked extremely ferocious, glaring angrily, as if it was a demon about to come to life.
Hoo ho ho.
The mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger.
The old monkey trembled all over and stared at the shadow of the trees outside the window in horror.
"Please Bodhisattva bless us!"
"Grandpa."
The little monkey pointed at the statue and said in confusion: "Grandpa, there are many cracks in the statue. Is the Bodhisattva about to appear?"
The old monkey looked quickly.
Click click click.
The old shell on the surface of Guanyin Bodhisattva falls off, revealing a brand new statue.
The statue is extremely fierce, with a few scales on the surface. It is wearing a gorgeous robe and sitting cross-legged on a lifelike fourth-grade lotus platform.
Immediately, rustling sounds sounded outside the window.
In an instant, the whole body of the statue was covered in scales without any warning, and its head was somewhat similar to a dragon's head, with six closed pupils.
The momentum is not angry but self-defeating!
"He, he, he is..."
The old monkey glanced at the window with his peripheral vision, and the strange and inexplicable tree shadows had disappeared.
………
Three Crossbones, a few days have passed.
The stage has been set up and singing is playing all the time.
Master Zi was motionless on the stage, with a thin layer of flesh and blood growing out, and his appearance was becoming more and more like a macaque demon.
As the troupe selects its actors, the resentment around them becomes extremely intense.
During this period, nothing happened to the Three Wishbones. Everything seemed peaceful and quiet. Gradually, seventy or eighty white-bone alchemists arrived.
By assisting ghosts in refining artifacts, they can understand the secrets of corpse refining at close range.
The outer disciples of White Bone Cave are not yet alchemists to be precise. After mastering the secrets of corpse refining, the next step is to reshape the body bit by bit.
Until he transformed into a beautiful woman and became a true disciple.
Of course, there are also many outer sect disciples who do not choose to reshape their physical bodies, and come to Three Wishbones just to let their disciples obtain the secret technique of corpse refining.
After all, once you become a true disciple, it is said that even your mind will undergo drastic changes.
“Something’s wrong, something really isn’t right.”
The Bone Old Man looked at the three-pronged bones with no abnormalities and felt creepy.
He sent a message to ask the text: "Text, have you found any clues about the fake Bodhisattva? Or is it that the ghosts have not been mixed into the three-fold bone?"
"I...don't know either."< br>
The main text looked into the distance and saw seven or eight more skeleton alchemists coming.
They all lowered their heads as they walked, with unspeakable fear in their eyes. They quickly accelerated their pace when they saw the three-pronged bone close at hand.
As the Bone Alchemist came to the Three Crossbones, fear disappeared from his expression.
Invisible taboos affect the body and soul, and the worries about fake Bodhisattvas disappear.
"Master, no matter how you search, there is no trace of the fake Bodhisattva, but according to common sense, there is indeed a fake Bodhisattva hiding in the monk's body."
The old man took a breath of cold air.
The abilities of fake Bodhisattvas are so strange and unpredictable that their spiritual consciousness cannot distinguish them at all.
The white-bone alchemist who was possessed by the fake Bodhisattva would not be aware of it. In this way, the three-folded bone remained calm.
"Master, how many fake Bodhisattvas are there in the White Bone Cave?"
"I don't know." Old Man Bone said helplessly: "In every batch of comrades, there must be at least one fake Bodhisattva." The Bodhisattva is hiding in the dark. "
"Why are they here?"
"It cannot be said.
Old Man Gu has been able to determine that the fake Bodhisattva is definitely for Shen Lian. It seems that the latter has something that the fake Bodhisattva desires very much.
Perhaps it was the fourth-grade lotus platform that the main text saw at a glance?
It’s scary to think about it.
If a fake Bodhisattva refined by humans swallows the reincarnated Buddha, will a demon with a spiritual life of seven or eight thousand years be born?
The two of them did not dare to talk about Shen Lian, as it seemed that any words involving the latter would attract the prying eyes of the pawn shop owner.
"Text, let junior brothers and sisters be more careful on weekdays and try not to come into contact with others. I suspect..."
"A true disciple is coming to Sanwishbone soon."
The main text is heavy. nod.
Old Man Bone looked around, perhaps, the true disciple was already in the Three Crossbones.
It’s just that the true disciples’ magical ability to change their cognition is completely invisible to others, and they can’t help but be frightened if they think about it carefully. Bone Old Man blends into the crowd.
After a long time, a woman quietly stepped into the trident.
“Why is Madam so anxious to come to Huaguo Mountain?”
“It stands to reason that hundreds of years of infiltration do not need to be so radical. We can occupy it with just a little effort. Huaguo Mountain. "
Just a few days ago, Madam White Bones suddenly regained consciousness after sleeping for a long time, and all the true disciples in White Bone Cave received teleportation contact.
The woman smiled.
"It doesn't matter. As long as [Qinghe] cooperates with Madam, he can live forever."
She swept the three-pronged bone, "Sisters have already gone to Huaguo Mountain to take the three-pronged bone. Leave the mess to my sister."
"One, two, three, four, five...there are eight fake Bodhisattvas that have to be dealt with, okay?"
Qinghe looked surprised and looked at the pawn shop.
"Three Crossbones haven't been here for several years, but there are three more demons with good deeds. Two are from Gao Laozhuang, and one is from the Daughter Kingdom."
"Did Madam ingest it?"
Qinghe noticed that the ghost father also helped Master Zi refine the ghost weapon. At the same time, the taboo of the White Bone Cave did not exclude the three ghosts, indicating that the three ghosts were at least recognized by Mrs. White Bones.
She glanced across the backyard of the pawn shop, only lingering on Shen Lian for a few breaths.
The ghost father’s taboo shrouds the courtyard.
Whenever Shen Lian is practicing in seclusion, the ghost father will instinctively use words and magic to protect him, so that others will not notice the strangeness.
In addition, because Guanyin asked for the magical method, Shen Lian's energy and blood were restrained, and a faint resentment spread out.
In Qinghe's view, Shen Lian is an ordinary ghost possessed by a fake Bodhisattva.
"Let's arrange it first. Well, we can use outer disciples to induce the fake Bodhisattva, so as not to affect the troupe's casting."
"But then again, what's the reason for the fake Bodhisattva? Gathering three-bones?”
Qinghe's consciousness swept away, thinking of the casting of the theater troupe that was about to end, he began to adjust the terrain around the three-pronged bone, and the magic circle slowly took shape.
Little did she know that Shen Lian was watching all her actions.
"We have a good relationship, and there are real disciples to help deal with the fake Bodhisattvas. It just so happens that I will be responsible for the finishing work of snatching the heads."
Shen Lian chuckled.
He looked at Dantian with his spiritual consciousness, and there was a group of resentment that was about to take shape.
There is a ghostly face looming in the resentment. At first glance, it looks a bit like Guanyin Bodhisattva. It can be seen that the resentment has reached the level of a lonely ghost.
The lonely ghost is eroding the middle Dantian, desperately trying to break free.
Shen Lian used his strength to wrap up his Dantian, for fear of accidentally killing the lonely ghost.
In the past three days, I had swallowed up all the resentment of the throne left by the fake Bodhisattva, and then I could barely summon up a ball of resentment of living beings.
[Avalokitesvara’s Invitation to the Gods (First Floor)]
The practice of the Guanyin Invitation Method is actually not smooth. After all, it is very different from the ordinary pile method. It is a unique pile method that requires raising ghosts.
“Fortunately, the Immortal Mysterious Technique is integrated into the sitting meditation Vajra Body, which has a certain resistance to the erosion of resentment. Otherwise, after Guanyin invites the magical method to complete, the middle Dantian will be almost useless.”
"I am the only one who can master the magical method of Guanyin's Invitation."
Shen Lian shook his head and continued to squeeze out the resentment in the throne on the soles of his feet. He could feel the ghost's Taoism gradually increasing after absorbing the resentment.
After the lonely ghost is stable, it begins to feed its own flesh and blood.
Just a drop of diluted blood.
The spirit of the lonely ghost has skyrocketed, but as a result, he kept wailing as he was burned by blood, and almost fell into disgrace.
The middle Dantian was full of resentment, and a vague statue of Guanyin appeared inside.
Proof that [Guanyin Ghost] has entered ten years of Taoism.
【Avalokitesvara invites the gods and magical method (second floor)】
Shen Lian did not benefit at all from the improvement of Zhuang Technique. Instead, he had to spend more energy to wrap his Dantian.
“Weird.”
He scanned the career panel.
[Fishing grass and tree monsters, lotus-turned-blood-seed experience +0.01%]
“Since mastering the magical method of Guanyin’s Invitation to God, the frequency of lotus-turned-blood-seed gaining experience has greatly increased, although it is only one in ten thousand Experience is better than nothing.”
At present, the experience progress of the Lianhua blood species has reached 72.34%. With the takeaway from the Trident Bone, it is absolutely certain.
Shen Lian frowned slightly, his consciousness lingering on the word "vegetation demon" for a few breaths.
"It's definitely not the demons near Yanliang Town. Is there another trouble in the Nu River? That's not right. Usually, there are more fish, shrimps, birds and beasts turning into demons in the Nu River."
Shen Lian suppressed his distracting thoughts and drank freely. After taking a sip of medicinal wine, drops of blood fell on the middle Dantian.
When the Guanyin Ghost can withstand its own energy and blood, the progress of the pile technique will be on the fast track. It can only be described as a thousand miles a day.
Tang Monk's meat is nothing more than that.
As Guanyin’s ghost journey reaches its 100th century, the appearance is no longer distinguishable from the statue.
Shen Lian found that the role of blood in nourishing ghosts began to decrease sharply, and he switched to feeding flesh and blood. Anyway, with the three transformations of the Immortal Mysterious Technique, even if a limb is broken and reborn, it will not affect his own foundation.
Guanyin ghost has reached five hundred years of Taoism, and Guanyin asked for magical methods to advance to the fourth level.
Shen Lian's Qi and blood turned from surplus to deficit. The problem was that he could not stop raising ghosts. After all, banning Guanyin ghosts required a lot of energy every breath.
"What kind of tricks can the souls of other fake Bodhisattvas create? Isn't it also an evil trick like Guanyin asking for the magical method?"
Shen Lian gritted his teeth and continued to practice.
With the presence of the Guanyin ghost, the fake Bodhisattva with three wishbones also becomes ready to move.
Perhaps the fake Bodhisattva also thinks that the Guanyin ghost is a threat. The Guanyin ghost's behavior seems to be robbing the flesh and blood lotus platform, and there is a sudden tendency to riot.
(End of this chapter)