Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 461

Jian Wu and Qi Wei outside the hall were a little nervous. The evil spirits released by His Majesty almost filled the entire hall, but with the sound of chanting scriptures and the sound of the piano, the evil spirit carried by the evil spirits began to gradually fade.

The two of them also saw clearly the situation in the hall, Jian Slaughter was playing the guqin, using their own spiritual power to diffuse the sound of the piano, cleaning away the evil spirits in circles.

Golden Dharma scriptures also filled the hall, and the sound of chanting continued, spreading from the hall to the entire Buddhist sect.

The Buddhist disciples, from the little monk sweeping the floor, to the disciples practicing Zen meditation, and even the lotus pond where Fahua was located, all heard the solemn sound of chanting. Everyone sat on the ground in unison and began to chant the scriptures.

The little luotou resting in the meditation room, when they heard the sound of chanting, they all ran from the room to the yard and listened carefully.

"Brother Zong Fan, did you hear the sound of the piano?"

Yu Jiajia listened carefully for a while, then asked Yu Zongfan beside him in a low voice.

"Hmm! I heard it, it's the sound of Guqin."

Yu Zongfan also heard the sound of Guqin.

"The sound of the piano and the sound of chanting coincide."

Yu Jiajia nodded, then whispered:
"The sound of the piano sounds familiar!"

Then he scratched his head and began to think carefully.

The White Horse City at the foot of Fozong Mountain also heard the sound of Fozong chanting sutras. The monks who came and went turned their eyes to Fozong. They didn't know what great Dharma work Fozong was doing, and the movement was so loud.

It took a whole half a day for the first batch of evil souls to be completely purified. After the last zither sound, Master Jue Zhan waved his hand to open an exit, and gently swept out the purified souls.

The soul that came out of the Miaofa Lianhua Temple showed its original body, and after bowing to the main hall, it turned into little golden lights and dissipated in the air.

"Brother, are these the souls of monks?"

Qi Wei saw the clue, and asked Jianwu on the side through sound transmission.

"Yes! Since monks set foot on the road of cultivation, they will no longer be reincarnated, and their souls will naturally dissipate."

"It's a pity that they were also harmed by evil cultivators. If they really want to enter reincarnation, I'm afraid it's not a good thing. The karma on their bodies is too heavy."

Jianwu glanced at Qi Wei next to him, and then said via voice transmission:

"You still know karma. It seems that you have been influenced by Buddhism and have gained insight."

After hearing this, Qi Hua rolled her eyes angrily, and continued to pay attention to the situation in the hall.

The sound of chanting sutras in the hall kept going, and he simply adjusted his breath for a while, and asked Master Juezhan:
"Master, can you release the second batch of evil souls?"

Jue Zhan nodded, and simply waved at the "Evil Sealing Bottle" floating in the air for the second time. The second batch of evil souls were released, and the hall was filled again in an instant.

Everyone started the second round of purification.

In the dark and deep underground cave, Haiyan's scarlet eyes opened again, and he sensed that someone was actually purifying the evil souls in the "Wanhun Banner".

These souls were finally collected by myself, because I was locked by the heavens and could not leave the ground, so I gave the "Thousand Souls Banner" to the Fu family to help them cultivate and collect more souls. destroyed.

Tianjianzong is really good at it, he actually wants to purify all the evil souls, this time it will not be so easy.

Haiyan bit his own finger, dripped a drop of black-red blood essence on a wooden figure in front of him, waved his hand to make the wooden figure turn into himself, and chased after the clues, vowing to destroy the soul purification ceremony.

Ever since Fozong began to purify the ritual, the sky has been as clear as a clear blue, and the breeze blew by, and the trees on the hills have relaxed their swinging movements, for fear of disturbing the solemn ritual.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a man dressed in black with evil aura descended from the center of the dark clouds, and slapped his palm with lightning speed.

Everything happened too fast, within three breaths, the huge black palm print attacked the Lotus Palace of Miaofa. Jian Wu and Qi Wei were already in the air, one wielding a sword and the other wielding a stick, attacked the huge palm print.

At the same time, a golden Buddha's palm was lifted into the air. The two palms collided in the air. The force of the collision centered on the two palms and spread to the surroundings. Jian Wu and Qi Wei in the air also teleported to the ground.

"Hmph! My Buddhist sect is not a place for you to run wild."

The next moment, Master Jue Song had ascended into the air, and the golden palm prints were frequently slapped, hitting the black-clothed evil cultivator in the air.

The Buddha sect's protective formation has been opened, and the Buddhist sect's protection will not be affected in the slightest.

There was naturally a lot of movement in the fight between the powerful. White Horse City had already been affected by the aftermath. After the first wave of attacks, the defensive cover also rose rapidly. The monks in the city were all nervously watching the battle.

Jian Jian in the hall let out a soft breath, and the sound of the piano continued to sound. She actually wanted to go out and meet that evil cultivator. She hadn't made a move after she advanced into a body. Because of this little thought, the sound of the piano unconsciously brought out a little rush .

"Sword Killing Fellow Daoist, calm down!"

Master Jue Zhan on the side reminded him that Jian Jian immediately restrained his mind and continued to play the guqin after calming his mind. This time, Jian Jian's spiritual power was infused with a little bit of golden light of merit and virtue, making the purification more rapid.

Master Juezhan seemed to be aware of it, and he didn't make a sound to stop him. He continued to recite the Shurangama Mantra with the power of the Buddha, and combined with simple methods to speed up the purification of evil spirits.

The battle over the Buddhist sect naturally attracted the attention of the nearby sects, and powerful monks took to the sky to watch the battle.

Master Juesong didn't take a single step back, forcing the opponent to a higher altitude, and then attacked the opponent with the Zen staff. The golden and black light scattered the clouds in the sky, and a vacuum halo appeared where the two were fighting.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a purple thunder like a waterfall fell from the sky, hitting the evil cultivator accurately, and the "storm waterfall thunder" fell for a quarter of an hour, completely bathing the black figure in the purple thunder. In the middle, until Zilei stopped, there was not even a piece of garbage left in the air.

Haiyan in the black hole in the ground looked up to the top of his head, as if he wanted to look up to the nine heavens through the dark cave roof, but in the end he could only withdraw his venomous gaze. He knew that it was his blood essence that locked the sky This is why he never left the crypt here again.

A powerful battle ended in the thunder of purple thunder. Master Juesong proclaimed the Buddha's name and returned to the place of Buddha sect. The second purification in the hall was over, and another batch of souls floated out of the hall and dissipated in the air.

Seeing that the fight had subsided, Jian Wu and Qi Wei also breathed out a foul breath and continued to wait outside the hall.

Jian Jian was not in a hurry to release the third batch of souls, but said to Master Juezhan beside him:

"Master, the last batch is the souls of mortals. It should be collected by that evil cultivator in the early stage. To send them into reincarnation, please Buddhist disciples recite the mantra of passing away!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Juezhan nodded with a smile.

With approval, the last batch of souls was simply released. This batch of souls is obviously weaker and less than the first two batches of souls, but there is a lot of resentment and evil in them.

"Namo Amida Poye, Dotagata Ye, Dode Yeta, Amitabhavi"

The familiar sound of chanting sutras sounded, combined with the simple sound of the zither, slowly the resentment and evil spirit in the soul was purified, and the pure soul showed its true form, saluting to a group of Buddhist disciples.

The moment the protective cover was opened, a black door slowly appeared in the void, and two figures, one black and one white, appeared on both sides, and then the souls pulled each other and poured into the black door.

When the last soul entered, the two figures saluted the Buddhist sect, and then escaped into the gate, and finally the gate disappeared without a trace.

"Amitabha!"

Following Master Juezhan's voice, there are also golden lights of merit and virtue.

(End of this chapter)