Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

As soon as the three-level Qingxin Mantra was activated, a fine jade liquid poured from a jade bottle in the void, pouring directly into Jingli's mind.

Even though Jingli was as fast as a ghost, he still couldn't avoid the pouring of the jade liquid, and his body suddenly slowed down.

Chengxu smiled.

He knew the effect of the Qingxin Mantra, and it was really like a revelation, and he instantly became more sober than ever before.

The killing intent of Asura's magic skill came from anger.

He hated the heavens, the earth, and people, and wanted to destroy all sentient beings in the world.

The Qingxin Mantra just extinguished the anger, just like pulling out the firewood from under the cauldron. Once the anger was extinguished, the killing intent naturally had no power to support it.

The Qingxin Mantra was upgraded to the third level, and its power was even stronger. It was a piece of cake to extinguish the anger, and the effect was immediate.

Jingli's body continued to slow down, slower and slower, and finally showed up.

The blood color in his eyes had faded thin, and the coldness and ruthlessness of his pupils could be seen.

At this moment, he really had no human emotions, only killing and destruction.

Chengxu shook his head.

He understood how Jingli felt at the moment.

This world is so ugly, so vicious, and so unfair.

Endless anger boiled in his heart like magma, hating everything in the world, everything can be killed, everything is a sin, and only killing can make the world clean and pure.

He knew that this emotion was too intense and extreme, but the endless anger was surging and roaring, and he couldn't stop it.

When he finally didn't want to stop it and let it go, it was the time to sink completely out of control.

He never gave up, and kept trying not to lose control, but it seemed that Master Jingli gave up.

It's not that his fire of the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata is not deep enough, but his hatred is deeper.

In the eyes of others, practicing the Asura Divine Art is to break the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata, but in his opinion, it is just the opposite.

The Asura Divine Art should have been able to coexist with the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata. The Asura Divine Art is one of the best mental methods to assist the practice of the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata.

Compared with the tempering of the Immovable Sutra of the Tathagata by the Asura Divine Art, the tempering in the mortal world is the difference between a violent storm and a gentle breeze.

The Asura Divine Art cannot completely replace the tempering of the mortal world, but it is a quick method that can push the Immovable Sutra of the Tathagata to a higher level in the shortest time.

The Heart-Clearing Mantra is still chanted.

Jingli stopped moving, sat cross-legged, the blood-red in his eyes completely faded, and he regained his clarity.

He looked at Fakong calmly, and then at Chengxu.

"Uncle Master." Chengxu put his hands together and bowed: "How are you?"

Jingli said lightly: "What is this?"

Compared with the Immovable Sutra of the Tathagata recited by ten monks, the Heart-Clearing Mantra is more bizarre, simpler, more direct, and more effective.

The former affects emotions through hearing and then affects thoughts, while the Heart-Clearing Mantra acts directly on the brain.

It's like the difference between oral medicine and hanging an IV drip.

"The Heart Purifying Mantra." Chengxu said with a smile, "We always thought that the Heart Purifying Mantra was common, but it was so magical."

"It's useless." Jingli said, "No matter how magical it is, it's still an external force."

Chengxu said, "Uncle Master, I also practiced the Asura Magic Skill, and now I can control it."

Jingli looked at him with his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised.

Chengxu laughed and said, "I almost couldn't hold it, but Fakong came in time and helped me. Now I'm here to help you, uncle master."

Jingli snorted, "Nonsense, you are such a genius, how can you follow in my footsteps!"

"Uncle Master, don't you think it's wonderful to use the Asura Magic Skill to practice the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata?"

"...You are really crazy!" Jingli snorted.

The ten middle-aged monks sitting on the Mojing stone pillar were looking at Fakong.

Fakong met their gazes and smiled with his hands clasped together.

"Uncle Master, with the help of the Heart Purifying Mantra, we can survive!"

"Hehe..." Jingli laughed strangely.

Fakong sighed in his heart.

This laugh contained so much helplessness and tragedy, and so much reluctance to be unable to save the situation despite wanting to kill the enemy.

Chengxu practiced the Asura Divine Art in order to practice the Immovable Sutra of the Great Sun Tathagata, so what about Jingli?

Fakong speculated that Jingli must have a great hatred that he could not avenge with the martial arts of the Great Leiyin Temple, so he thought of the Asura Divine Art.

The Great Snow Mountain Sect is one of the three major sects in the world, and the Great Leiyin Temple is the first temple of the Great Snow Mountain Sect. The martial arts of the Great Leiyin Temple are the best in the world.

What kind of person is Jingli's enemy?

...Could it be a senior master of the Great Leiyin Temple?

Fakong was shocked by his own inference.

Then he shook his head and rejected it.

The Great Leiyin Temple is very strict in selecting disciples. Even if he worships in the Vajra Temple, he can't hide such a great hatred, let alone the Great Leiyin Temple. If the enemy is really a disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple, then he must be of an improper origin and cannot enter the Great Leiyin Temple.

If he is not a disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple, then he could be a senior master from one of the other two sects in the world?

He quickly stopped and stopped pursuing this line. After all, Jingli and he were not related, so there was no need to care too much.

"Don't waste your time." Jingli said lightly and closed his eyes again.

A middle-aged monk on the stone pillar floated down and said with his hands together: "Master Fakong, can the Qingxin Mantra suppress the Asura Divine Art?"

Fakong returned the greeting with his hands together and performed the Qingxin Mantra.

The middle-aged monk had a handsome appearance and was also a handsome man when he was young. He might have been entangled in love, but now he was sitting on the stone pillar and became one of the masters of the Great Leiyin Temple.

He was stunned, closed his eyes, and carefully experienced the Qingxin Mantra.

Fakong then performed it on the remaining nine people in turn to brush up their proficiency.

If the level of the Qingxin Mantra is raised as soon as possible, the effect will be stronger, and it will be more likely to completely suppress the backlash of the Asura Divine Art of Monk Jingli.

The ten middle-aged monks were all surprised.

Not only do they know the Purifying Mantra, they have also practiced it, but they can only cast it on themselves.

This effect is far inferior to ten people performing the Great Heavenly Dragon's Yin together.

But Fakong's Heart-Cleaning Curse was several times more effective than ten people casting the Great Heavenly Dragon's Yin together.

After finishing the exercise, Fakong looked thoughtful.

Chengxu said: "Fakong, what else do you have in mind?"

"If I apply the Purifying Mantra to several seniors, and then use miraculous magic to recite the Mahavairocana Sutra, I don't know what the difference will be."

Chengxu's eyes lit up and he looked at the ten middle-aged monks.

"Okay!" They nodded slowly.

A middle-aged monk said: "In half an hour, Master Jingli will have another attack. Let's give it a try."

Half an hour later, Fakong cast the Heart-Cleaning Curse again on the ten monks, and then continued to cast it on the crazy Jingli.

A quarter of an hour later, Jingli suppressed the backlash of Asura's magical power.

The speed is far better than the first time, and the effect is obviously excellent.

After another half an hour, he did it again and stayed calm for ten minutes.

Another half hour, five minutes.

Another half hour, three minutes.

...two minutes.

one minute

…

By the early morning of the next day, Fa Kong was no longer needed and could be suppressed with the Great Sky Dragon Roar.

Fa Konggong retired and returned to the monastery.

He didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

Even if I haven't slept all day and all night, I am still energetic, not sleepy, and I don't even feel tired.

This body's qi and blood are far stronger than ordinary people's. In addition, his soul is powerful and the Medicine Buddha provides a steady stream of energy.

More importantly, he gained a lot.

He actually pushed the Pure Heart Curse to the fifth level. As expected, the target of casting it is very important.

If you apply the Heart-Cleaning Curse on the Yaogu Yu'er, I'm afraid they may not be able to reach the fifth level in ten or eight years.

When I came to Daleiyin Temple, I reached the fifth floor in just two days.

Although the Pure Heart Curse cannot be used against enemies and is of little use to improve his own strength, he is still very happy. It is an instinctive joy of upgrading and becoming stronger.

Standing outside the courtyard of the monastery, just as he was about to open the door and enter the courtyard, he heard a violent cough.

This coughing was heartbreaking, as if he would not stop until his lungs came out.

Coughing so hard that I feel out of breath, as if I can't breathe and will suffocate to death.

He judged that Chu Yu was coughing and that the royal nobleman was ill.

Treating such diseases is his specialty. The rejuvenation spell can easily cure it. Whether it is chronic or acute, or congenital or acquired, it can be quickly eliminated.

But he had no intention of taking action at all.

The more powerful a person is, the more trouble he has. If it is cured, it will be trouble, and if it is not cured, it will be even more trouble.

Even if I become invincible in the future, I will not cause this trouble.

Lian Xue can provide him with the power of faith. These powerful families have cold and black hearts and will never believe in anyone.

——

He returned to his monastery, slept on the couch, and ignored the commotion outside.

It was cold in the yard, but warm as spring in the house.

The fire dragon was burning extremely brightly, and it was a completely different world from the cold wind outside.

He sat on the couch, hugging the quilt and listening to the cold wind blowing outside the window, feeling increasingly safe and warm.

There is a faint scent of sandalwood floating in the air.

The few pieces of furniture, simple and unremarkable, were actually made of sandalwood. He couldn't help but sigh, this is the real low-key luxury, grand style, grand style.

When did the Vajra Temple have such grandeur!

After listening to the cold wind for a while, he lay down and fell asleep, hugging the quilt. The solid bed made him fall into an especially deep sleep. He slept until noon, when he was awakened by a knock on the door.

He stretched out against the cold wind and went out to the yard and opened the door.

Chengxu stood outside holding a lunch box, which looked very small in his tall, burly and strong hand.

Fakong smiled and titheed, closed the courtyard door, came into the house, and sat down at the square table to eat.

Chengxu folded his hands, watched Fakong open the lunch box, and said with a smile: "It's done."

A wooden sign flew out of his sleeve and landed on the table.

Fa Kong suddenly smiled.

He picked up the wooden sign and looked at it.

It is still the style of the Great Leiyin Temple, a simple round card that can be held in the palm of your hand.

One side is engraved with the word "Tibetan" and the other side is engraved with the word "经".

It is also engraved with fine lines that are difficult to see with the naked eye. If you don’t look carefully, you will think that they are the texture of the wood itself.

His facial features were keen, and he could detect that these fine lines were scattered and not messy, and there was a faint word for "thunder" on the other side, and the word "yin" on the other side.

"You can only read the books on the first floor." Chengxu shook his head: "Actually, there is nothing to read on the first floor. I don't understand why you insist on reading. Don't be fooled by the reputation of our temple."

Fakong said: "These books are all collected by the disciples of Daleiyin Temple in the past generations."

"The first level is miscellaneous books, without martial arts, which are precious to those who study. For those of us who practice martial arts, if we have time, we might as well practice more martial arts."

Fa Kong smiled and said nothing.

His current time is conflicting.

There is both plenty of time and not enough time.

In reality, we have plenty of time. We can be leisurely and contented, enjoy flowers, grass, and fish, and enjoy the beauty of life, the beauty of the world, and the beauty of life.

There is not enough time in the Kalachakra Pagoda, and a lot of time is needed to practice the Sword Control Sutra and the Thunder Sound Marrow Cleansing Sutra.

It's a pity that Leiyin Marrow Cleansing Sutra hasn't been obtained yet.

One of his two major goals in coming to Daleiyin Temple has been accomplished, but the other depends on luck.

It is possible that no eminent monk from Daleiyin Temple passed away for a year and a half.

He had always intended to demonstrate the power of his mantras, so that when the great monks of the Great Leiyin Temple passed away, they could ask him to use the Great Bright Mantra.