Chapter 1024

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

The monk at the moment is a real monk. He is kind-hearted and dignified. His golden Buddha power is distributed from the inside to the outside. There is a huge golden halo behind his head.

He was merciful to the heaven and the people. At the moment, the monk gave Zichen the feeling that he was a Buddha, a Buddha, and a Buddha who was enlightened.

"Amitabha The monk put his hands together and recited the name of Buddha. In this Buddha's name, full of peace and tranquility, one after another of the golden light around him, spread in all directions.

The monk crossed his knees and slowly rose into the air. He drank again in his mouth: "ho!"

This is the power of the truth, forming a strange great force, which vibrates in all directions. It's just that, unlike usual, there is no danger in the power of the truth today. Instead, it is full of peace and tranquility.

The truth flashed by her side like a ripple. Zichen had a kind of illusion in an instant, as if she had come to heaven and a fairyland that was free from the world.

The power of the word of truth vibrates around. The sky and the earth are gloomy and full of cold air, but under the power of the truth, the breath is dissipating.

The power of the monk's truth is to purify the Yin Qi here.

In a twinkling of an eye, the power of the truth spread to thousands of meters away. Zichen saw that Yin Qi dissipated and many ghosts appeared. At first, the faces of these ghosts were full of resentment and negative emotions, but after the truth had been said, the ghosts seemed to remember their lives.

They raised their heads and gazed at the golden light. Their eyes began to look bright. Then they put their hands together and recited a Buddha's name to the sky.

"Amitabha

In the name of Buddha, full of compassion, more compassion, golden light, reflecting on many monks, they seem to have started to shine, become a Buddha.

The spread of the power of the truth, the sound of the Buddha's horn, one after another of the ghosts awake.

"Well In the air, the good and evil monks mark again, and the second syllable appears.

The power of the golden truth appears again, and then goes after the power of the first truth. After the truth, the golden monk's figure gradually faded. It can be seen that there is no hatred on their faces. Some of them are just peaceful, just like eminent monks.

The power of the word of truth shakes for miles. In a flash, the place is completely purified by good and evil monks. One after another, dilapidated temples appeared. The original palace full of cold and overcast atmosphere once again exuded Buddhist power.

The good and evil monks come down from the sky, the merciful expression disappears, and the whole person returns to normal again.

Zichen looked at each other, the monk asked: "how, I have flowers on my face?"

Zichen shakes his head way: "the flower does not have, but the person has changed."

"Changed?"

Zichen nodded.

The monk said with a smile, "ha ha, do you think I'm more polite when I talk to you, and I don't call myself Buddha?"

Zichen slapped down, the monk flashed by, and they laughed. Then the monk started his old business and wanted to find something useful in these temples.

Although the monk is not tired of shuttling between the various temples, it seems that there is no change with the original, but Zichen knows that the monk is not the same. This kind of feeling can't be said. It's like a real monk.

After a while, the monk came out with a pile of things in his arms. When you come near, you throw everything on the ground.

These are subduing pestle, purple Chen has seen, because the monk has one, immediately smile way: "make so much, you hair?"

The monk glared and said, "fart, it's all rubbish, there's no Buddha power. And they are all imitations, just high imitations. "

"You know it's no use. What are you doing with it?" Zichen asked with a smile.

The monk laughed: "I can't use it, but you can. It's very good that you can bring back these things. I dare not say that there is no problem in training adult soldiers. "

"It's rare that you have this heart, but if you go out, you will be the leader of Buddhism. It seems that you should give it to Buddhism."

"I don't know them well. I don't know what they're going to do." The monk said.

Zichen finally accepted these high imitation subduing pestle, and then they continued to move forward.

No one knows where the good things left by Buddhism are. They can only walk in one hall.

This kind of walking and stopping, during which the monk has to use the truth to purify, has wasted a lot of time.

In the outside world, the arrival of powerful people has increased a lot.

There are five forces, almost all the other forces.

Thunder Temple appears, is an opportunity, no one wants to miss.

The big forces have formed an alliance for a long time, so the small forces are allowed to come. After all, it is a fierce battle. Anyone can fight the early cannon fodder battle.

"When you came, I knew you could walk here."

Once again, I met the young monk again, but he was already in his 289 years old."How could that happen?" Zichen and the good and evil monks look at each other, from each other's eyes, see thick puzzled.

Good and evil monks have purified many ghosts, but only the young monk can't purify them, and they can meet each other every time, even when the monk initiates purification.

This time, the young monk did not come forward, but looked at them from afar with a smile on their faces. But this smile, very inexplicable, even some strange, which made two people feel a little uncomfortable.

"Clean up quickly!" Zichen urged, I don't know why, he felt the young monk's attention, seems to have been in his body.

Good and evil monks have become real monks. They rise up in the air, and the power of the truth appears. It has to be said that the power of the truth really has an inexplicable power. It is neither innate nor acquired, but it contains incredible power.

Because he was extremely afraid of young monks, Zichen had been staring at each other with Yin and Yang eyes. When the power of truth arrived, Zichen saw a smile on the corners of the young monk's mouth. This smile is aimed at Zichen, slightly ferocious, and then he turned back, far away.

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

This discovery makes Zichen guess, in this deep place, can there be a very powerful ghost king, waiting for two people to throw themselves into the net.

This guess, make purple Chen forehead had cold sweat.

The scope of the power of truth was as high as ten li this time. The monk made great progress in a period of time.

"Go The monk first rushed to the half damaged buildings and began the treasure hunt. For this reason, the monk is not tired.

Zichen stood motionless, constantly guessing the identity of the young monk in his heart. The monk searched for ten miles and finally entered a half remnant treasure Pavilion.

A quarter of an hour later, the monk didn't come out, which made Zichen's face change and rushed in without hesitation.

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

The monk is not in the treasure Pavilion, but Zichen sees a downstairs stairway, the stairs have been destroyed, and Zichen jumps down.

After a few dozen meters, he saw the monk. At the moment, the monk was standing there motionless, as if trapped in petrifaction. His eyes were fixed on the front, where there was half a stone wall.

The monk breathed evenly, but he was distracted. Zichen felt relieved when he saw that he was OK. In curiosity, his eyes also looked toward the stone wall.

"Well

As soon as his sight fell on the stone wall, Zichen heard a voice ringing from the sea of knowledge. This was the power of the true word, the third tone of the six character truth.

The sound sounded, Zichen knew the sea was shocked, the whole person also fell into the petrochemical. At this moment, Zichen not only heard the third word of truth, as if the first word also began to shake in the sea of knowledge.

Many years ago, Zichen was not very familiar with the monk at that time. At that time, Zichen snatched two kinds of magical powers from the monk.

The first type is Luohan Fenshen, and now it has become Zichen. The second form is one of the six character Zhenyan, but unfortunately, Zichen has studied it for many years, but he has never been introduced to it. Every time he pronounces, he only has the sound without strength, which makes the monk laugh.

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

Over time, Zichen also gave up the truth. But I didn't expect that today I heard the third type of truth. The power of the third formula actually led to the first form of truth.

However, the first type of mantra, which has never been introduced to the public, has fluctuated at this moment.

"Well, ah, Ho, ah, ah!"

In addition to the first word and the third word, Zichen's knowledge of the sea, actually sounded the second word of truth, and then, the three word truth coherent, began to ring in the mind.

The concussion of this kind of strange great power is particularly wonderful. Zichen's body and mind sink into it, and gradually realize this kind of fluctuation track.

"Oh!" In the sea of knowledge, Zichen tried to pronounce, and a strange force appeared. This great force is not strong. It is a thousand miles away from what the monk said. But after all, there is the power of the truth. This is a good start.

"Oh!" Zichen was very excited and pronounced it again. This time the syllables were clearer and the effect of strange Weili was much stronger than just now.

"Oh!" "Oh!"

Zichen pronunciation again and again, the power of the power of the truth also gradually appeared. Today, to be able to enter the door, Zichen's harvest can be said to be very big, but also can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

So excited Zichen, some forget, in the first word after the truth, even issued the second word truth.

"Well

Zichen was not familiar with the first word of Zhenyan, and began to issue the second word of Zhenyan. According to reason, it was impossible to succeed. But now, the second word of Zhenyan was exported, and strange Weili was produced.

And this strange force is obviously different from the first word of truth. It is also stronger.

"I have mastered the two forms of truth. Can I master the third one today?"Zichen heart is extremely excited, followed by the third word truth.

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