Chapter 21: Magic Buddha of the same origin

The original dazzling Buddha shadow gradually faded and disappeared in the air.

"Your strength can't be underestimated to break the first weight of our ten thousand Buddhas." Fa Ming's voice is extremely old, but vaguely with unshakable strength.

"The master is flattered." Han Ling hung his feet in mid-air and said modestly with his fists.

"But the next second heavy, I'm afraid Shi will be careful to resist it." Fa Ming warned that without waiting for Han Ling to reply, a strong and irresistible momentum came to his head.

In the array of the twelve holy monks, there are lotus thrones under the overlapping Buddha's thrones, like a lotus pagoda. Although it is only like a golden shadow, it is also full of solemnity and shocking.

Han Ling naturally did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He lifted the true qi of his whole body and filled every pore to deal with the mysterious Buddha skills that appeared in the following array.

The Buddha's name is getting more and more prosperous, just like the holy Buddha singing together, instead of only twelve voices, which makes people almost crazy and irritable.

But Han Ling is not a fragile person. He closes his eyes and listens, as if he is separated from the whole world, leaving only the tide in his heart, which is quiet and undisturbed.

The illusory golden lotus throne is stacked with ten floors high, occupying most of the space in the upper half of the cave.

Sanskrit singing is still.

As if nothing had happened, it returned to the original point.

It's just that the lotus throne is still there, and the golden light shines on the whole Buddhist cave, like the supreme treasure hall, which is unattainable.

Suddenly, the golden air waves spread down from the edge of the lotus throne like ripples in the water, one after another, from small to large, like a circle of demons, to kill all demons.

Han Ling felt that these golden waves contained boundless deep Buddha power, and he was afraid that if he touched it hard, he would only end up with his own body and bones.

At the critical moment, Han Ling had an idea in his heart.

At the head of the air wave, Han Ling flew down and quickly swept away to Chen Rufeng.

Jin*bo, who was spreading in mid-air, was about to press to the ground, and Han Ling and Chen Rufeng were about to die on the spot.

Han Ling was like an eagle pecking bird, and his hands grabbed Chen Rufeng's clothes. The huge momentum was pressed down from his back. He bit his lips and picked up Chen Rufeng. If the bird flying in the sky, it fell into a Buddha cave. The Buddha cave could accommodate the two of them, although he had to be next to the dusty. The Buddha statue of Egypt.

On the ground, it seemed to sink down a few feet, and bursts of violent vibrations echoed in the Buddhist cave, but it would not cause any damage to the Buddha statues in the Buddha Cave. Naturally, Han Ling and others survived.

However, Han Ling could still feel the destructive energy rushing from the outside like a hungry beast. He quickly carried up the real qi in his body and formed a shield at the mouth of the cave to resist. He was still extremely difficult, and his arms were covered with blue veins.

However, the violent momentum outside the cave still unremittingly impacted the shield made by Han Ling. It seemed that he would not break in and vow not to stop. Han Ling constantly urged the true anger and strengthened the invisible shield.

As time goes by, Han Ling is getting harder and harder. No one can stand the consumption of true qi for a long time. What's more, it is the strength of the twelve people combined. With the strength of Han Ling alone to resist it, there is a great tendency to lose.

Han Ling's face became tighter and tighter, and his body was unconsciously pushed back and penetrated a foot into the hole.

He looked at Chen Rufeng, who had fainted for a long time, and sighed helplessly next to the cave wall.

"I'm afraid we will be buried here today." Han Ling smiled bitterly in his heart. Chen Rufeng closed his eyes and knew nothing about the outside world. Naturally, he did not know that his life was in danger.

Just as Han Ling was exhausted and was about to give up resistance, the strong pressure outside the cave disappeared.

Han Ling relaxed his body with relief, and it was indeed a little overbearing to compete with the twelve people. With his consistent conceit, he had to worship under the ten thousand Buddhas of the twelve holy monks.

"Tianlian? Why did you disturb my phalanx?" Fa Ming's reproach sounded outside.

Han Ling poked out his head and saw Tianlian and Tiansong standing on the ground with their hands folded, while Tianlian closed their eyes and lowered their heads silently.

"Master Faming, Brother Tianlian begged you to avoid their lives." Master Tiansong explained for Tianlian.

"That person has a demonic spirit, which must be eliminated." Fa Ming said stubbornly.

At this time, Han Ling, holding Chen Rufeng, jumped to the ground and stood in front of the two monks Tianlian and Tiansong. He looked up at the twelve holy monks floating in mid-air and said, "Please listen to me."

With Tianlian and Tiansong coming forward for them, Han Ling wanted to have the opportunity to speak, so that Fa Ming could listen to him calmly and not often fight, and quickly took advantage of this opportunity to explain clearly.

The law is speechless.

"My brother, under the influence of your magic treasure Black Yuanshi, is contaminated with magic gas, resulting in mental disorder and inability to control himself, and his nature is absolutely pure and innocent." Han Ling said.

"Black Yuanshi? I have never heard of any black stone..." Fa Ming snorted coldly and was very dissatisfied with Han Ling's explanation.

Han Ling was stunned and didn't expect that Fa Ming would say such a word. After all, Heiyuanshi was given by Tianzhu, and he would not know this famous demon.

Saying how inconvenient it was, Han Ling simply took out a brocade box from his arms. When Lian and Tiansong saw the brocade box that day, their eyes were full of strange light.

Han Ling put the brocade box in the palm of his hand, carefully pulled the button, and slowly lifted the lid of the box.

The square black stone lies quietly in the red mattress, with strange runes engraved on it, with unpredictable mysteries and frightening powers on it.

Han Ling looked at Heiyuanshi and slowly raised it, as if he wanted to show it to Fa Ming.

Fa Ming's eyes changed, and his body slowly fell to the ground. He still sat and sat. His body hung five feet above Han Ling's head and stared at the black yuan stone in the brocade box.

"This... is actually the long-lost treasure of Buddhism, the holy stone of Prajna!" Fa Ming said in surprise. Tianlian and Tian Song's faces changed, and their eyes fell on the black yuan stone. The surprised color in his eyes proved that Fa Ming's words were correct.

Suddenly, Fa Ming suddenly took out his palm and turned his palm straight to the black yuan stone.

A Buddhist truth shot out from the palm of Fa Ming and went straight to the black stone seal.

As soon as the Buddha's truth touched the black yuan stone, it disappeared like a mud cow into the pool, which was extremely strange.

Fa Ming's face became very ugly. He stretched out a finger and touched the black stone.

Han Ling's hand trembled unconsciously.

The tip of the finger is about to touch the black stone.

stopped suddenly and did not reach out to the black stone.

Fa Ming withdrew his hand and said in shock, "How can Prajna Holy Stone be full of evil spirits?"

Tianlian and Tiansong also showed disbelief on their faces, full of panic, and their footsteps involuntarily moved away from Han Ling.

"This piece is indeed a black yuan stone. I have checked it from some classics. The black yuan stone is known as the four treasures of the demon family together with the 'Magic Knife', 'Van Fan Demon Shield' and the 'Heavenly Demon Classic', and is regarded as the best by our Middle-earth demon family." Han Ling said in a low voice, "But we can't figure out why Tianzhu gave it to me as a treasure in the Tang Dynasty." Han Lingdao.

A Buddhist treasure has become the most precious treasure of the demon family in Han Ling's mouth. I'm afraid that the horror in the hearts of the Buddhists present can't be exhausted in a thousand words.

Is it possible that the demon family has a close relationship with the Buddhist family?

At this moment, Tianlian took a deep breath, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

Tian Song lowered his head and said, just shook his head and said, "Amitabha..."

Fa Ming asked the two, "Do you know anything about this?"

Master Tiansong looked at Tianlian and got a positive look. Then he sighed and lowered his head silently.

Tiansong looked at everyone, as if he had something to say, and at the same time turned his guilty eyes to Fa Ming.

"This is the biggest secret of our Mora Temple. At this moment, it must be time to make it public. Tiansong said vaguely, and Han Ling and Fa Ming listened quietly.

"That's probably about the last host alive." Tiansong looked up at the sky and fell into a deep memory.

"At that time, the host, known as Tianyin, was also a rare Taoist monk in our Mora Temple. Under his support, Mora Temple became one of the best Buddhist temples in the Qu Women's City. There was an endless stream of worshippers and fireworks."

Tianlian has been hanging his head and closing his eyes, as if he was asleep and quietly confessing.

"Until one day, a man from Middle-earth stepped into the temple gate of Moro Temple. From the moment he stepped in, the fate of Master Tianyin and Middle-earth was completely changed."

Han Ling was shocked, but his face did not show anything and listened silently.

"The man said that his name was Fang Jingpo and he wanted to discuss Buddhism with Master Tianyin, but Master Tianyin had no reason to refuse. Therefore, the two of them talked about Buddhism in the room and did not go out for three days and nights, but called people to change tea from time to time.

Hearing the three words Fang Jingpo, Han Ling's eyes suddenly bloomed.

"Fang Jingpo... The demon ancestor Fang Jingpo..." Han Ling muttered unbelievably. Master Tiansong sighed bitterly, nodded and said, "He is indeed the demon ancestor Fang Jingpo who shook the Central Plains soon after, and he is also the founder of the demon family."

"This Fang Jingpo is also a person who is proficient in Buddhism. He has discussed several profound issues with Master Tianyin, including reincarnation, life and death, seven emotions and six desires, etc. Master Tianyin praised him, saying that if he is not still in the secular world, he must be one of the best monks. He proposed to stay in the Mora Temple for a while, and Master Tianyin also agreed.

"I don't know that one day, Fang Jingpo made a strange request." Tiansong unconsciously lowered his head and said, "He wants to discuss Buddhism with Master Tianyin, and ask Master Tianyin to use the treasure of the temple and the holy stone of the temple as a bargaining chip. If he wins, the holy stone of Prajna will belong to him. If he loses, he will disappear in the world from now on."

"Amitabha... How can Master Tianyin agree to such a rude request?" Fa Mingdao, at this time, Tiansong took a breath of cold air, as if he couldn't resist the horror gushed out of his heart.

"Fang Jingpo said that if Master Tianyin did not agree to this request, he would kill everyone in the Moro Temple!"

The people present were also appalled.

"Master Tianyin knew that Fang Jingpo had killed countless people in Middle-earth and thought that he was regretful, so he came to the Mora Temple to discuss the Buddha's atonement. How could he know that he came for the holy stone of Prajna?" Tiansong continued, "In order to go up and down the Moro Temple, and also in order for the world to no longer suffer the difficulties of this demon, he agreed. Fang Jingpo also said that Master Tianyin would use the Prajna Holy Stone to fight with him."

"The boundless Buddha power contained in the Prajna Holy Stone, coupled with the profound Buddha's work of Master Tianyin, how can that Fang Jingpo be invincible?" Fa said clearly, but Tiansong shook his head and showed a sadness on his face.

"I heard that the duel took place in this Buddhist cave. As a result, Master Tianyin was seriously injured and defeated and finally died. Prajna Holy Stone was also swept away by Fang Jingpo!" Tiansong's voice became extremely miserable. When Fa Ming heard the words, his face turned white and he whispered a few words of Buddha in disbelief.

"So, why did the Prajna Holy Stone become today's black stone?" Han Ling was still puzzled. Although Fang Jingpo took away the Prajna Holy Stone, how could a Buddhist holy stone with boundless Buddha power become a magic treasure full of magic?

"According to what Master Tianyin said when he was dying, Fang Jingpo's martial arts actually blended with the essence of Buddhism and the evil spirit of the demon family. Fang Jingpo integrated the true martial arts with the magic skills of the demon family in order to explore martial arts. The final creation of martial arts was recorded by him in the Heavenly Demon Classic, but how can Buddha be compatible with demons? Question mark Master Tianyin asked the hosts of the Mora Temple to keep this secret, making everyone think that the Prajna Holy Stone has been safely preserved in the Mora Temple.

"This is a sin brewed by our master Tianyin! He also knew that Fang Jingpo was a genius, and there must be some bad plan to take the Prajna Holy Stone. Although our Moro Temple sent countless people to find the Prajna Holy Stone, even after the death of the Demon Ancestor, there was still no trace. As for why he was sent back to the Tang Dynasty by Tianzhu, and returned to Tianzhu after all kinds of ruggedness. , this is not what we can know." After saying it in one breath, Tiansong lowered his head and said no words like Tianlian.

Han Ling stroked his chin and said to himself, "In those years, the Demon Ancestor was shocked by the battle with the Sword Sect and was defeated by the Thousand Swords of the Sword Sect. After that, the Red Demon Altar created by the Demon Ancestor reigned for a while, but now the Red Demon Altar is not the sunset..."

"In this way, as long as the magic gas in the Prajna Holy Stone is removed, it can be restored to the Prajna Holy Stone?" Fa Ming asked, but no one here can give him an accurate answer.

"This brocade box is specially made to prevent the evil spirit of the black yuan stone from leaking out, and this teenager only became so evil because he came into contact with the black yuan stone and was stained by the evil spirit inside. I hope Master Faming can forgive me." Tiansong pleaded for Chen Rufeng. Fa Ming looked at Chen Rufeng, who was unconscious, and nodded with understanding.

"Although this teenager has magic in his body, it is also accompanied by magic poison. He can't clear it early. I'm afraid there is a risk of his life." Fa Ming said to Han Ling, "Remove the evil spirit in his body, and also to prevent him from harming the world. If I know what harm he has done, I will definitely not let him go."

"Thank you for your advice! I should find a way to remove the evil spirit of the demon family in his body!" Han Ling gratefully bent his waist and hugged his fist and said, "This black yuan stone will be kept by the holy monk first to see if there is any way to restore it to the Prajna holy stone!"

Faming took the brocade box, closed the lid, looked at Tianlian and Tiansong with their heads down, and shook his head sadly.