The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

All I saw was a white lotus below, floating up with a woman on it.

The old Taoist Xuanwei saw that this person really had her portrait in the information, she was not someone else, but the cheap daughter-in-law of Daoist Yang Heng, Jin Chan Wen.

However, according to the information, this golden cicada pattern is just a bit of resourcefulness, and I haven't heard that she knows any spells yet.

The white lotus flower dragged the golden cicada pattern, and arrived in the middle of the sky, opposite to Taoist Xuanwei.

"Where did the wild Taoist come from? How dare you act presumptuously in my Kaifeng mansion?"

Although Daoist Xuanwei said he felt strange, he was not afraid, after all, he is an earth immortal who has practiced Taoism for many years.

For so many years, apart from the previous national teacher Pudu Cihang, the one who made him afraid in his heart was Yang Heng who was still in the four-dimensional space.

"Little baby, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, and you still have some skills."

Jin Chanwen looked at the incoming enemy, who was a white-haired Taoist priest.

What's more important is that there are some strange rules exuding in his body. Above these rules, Jin Chanwen feels a wave of heat, which keeps radiating on him.

It seems that the veteran in front of him is not easy to deal with.

Therefore, Shangjin Chanwen didn't dare to neglect him. On the lotus throne, he bowed slightly, and then said.

"Prince Daoist, the little girl asked herself if she had offended anyone, Da Neng didn't know why the chief Daoist came here!"

The old Taoist Xuanwei did not answer Jin Chanwen's words, but looked at the fireball wrapped in the white fear in mid-air.

Then reach out a little.

The orb that was originally wrapped by the white silk handkerchief suddenly started to burst into flames, and in just an instant, the white silk handkerchief was burned to ashes.

Seeing this scene, Jin Chanwen's face changed. She didn't expect that the other party's treasure was so powerful that it destroyed the magic weapon she was carrying.

"Little baby, you are sensible, so I will take a walk, and when I succeed, I will say a few words to other fellow Taoists and let your soul go, otherwise, I will let your soul die now."

After hearing this, Jin Chanwen was also a little unhappy. Although he admired the other party's supernatural powers, but the other party treated him like nothing without any scruples, and he underestimated himself, the Holy Mother of the White Lotus Sect.

So she didn't plan to say anything more to the other party, but saw her take out a bodhisattva from her arms.

This Bodhisattva is nothing but the statue of Yang Heng's body, Bright Bodhisattva.

She released the Bodhisattva into the sky, and the Bodhisattva seemed to be supported by something, just standing in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Jin Chanwen knelt down on the lotus throne, and kowtowed to the Bodhisattva again and again.

After that, a little bit of golden light flew out from the statue of Bodhisattva, and landed on the body with the golden cicada pattern.

These golden lights are very solid power of faith.

This power of faith has been slowly collected as part of the golden cicada pattern to promote the belief of Guangming Bodhisattva over the years.

After all, most of the power of faith will be collected by the Bright Bodhisattva, and it is not easy to leave some for her.

Jin Chan Wen has been storing these powers of faith in the statue of the Bodhisattva of Light that he carries with him, just in case, just in case, and today he finally needs them.

As the power of faith slowly merged into the body of the golden cicada pattern, the appearance of the golden cicada pattern also changed, only a burst of distortion was seen, the golden cicada pattern disappeared, and the person who appeared in front of Daoist Xuanwei He is a Buddhist Bodhisattva.

I saw this Bodhisattva slightly closed his eyes, a backlight appeared behind him, and a light of merit appeared on his head.

When Daoist Xuanwei saw this scene, he frowned, but it soon relaxed. The person in front of him was using the White Lotus Sect's incarnation technique.

That is to display supernatural powers, condense beliefs, and temporarily turn one's body into the gods and Buddhas they worship.

It can be said that once this spell is completed, he immediately becomes that person's incarnation.

It's a pity that this supernatural power has a very big hidden danger, that is, the ability of the whole body, all comes from the power of faith. Once the power of faith is exhausted, not only will there be no spells, but it will also cause great damage to one's body.

After all, turning a mortal body into a god is not something that can be tolerated by a small punishment.

Therefore, Daoist Xuanwei is very sure that as long as he escapes this period of time, the power of the other party's faith is exhausted, and in the end it is still in his pocket.

At this time, the Bright Bodhisattva slowly opened his eyes, and immediately two rays of wisdom shot out from his eyes, shining on Taoist Xuanwei.

"Evil, if you haven't taken refuge yet, when will you wait!"

Following this sentence, Daoist Xuanwei heard countless prayers in the void, and these prayers were all praising the magnificence of the Bright Bodhisattva.

In addition to these voices of prayer, there are also bursts of scriptures, constantly circling in his ears.

Listening to the sound of these scriptures, Taoist Xuanwei couldn't help but calm down, his mood began to calm down, and all the troubles seemed to have left him.

The Bright Bodhisattva opposite him also smiled when he saw this scene, and then stretched out a hand like Taoist Xuanwei's forehead to nod.

If it hits the spot right now, Daoist Xuanwei might really take refuge under the seat of Guangming Bodhisattva and become a puppet of the golden cicada pattern.

But suddenly, Taoist Xuanwei opened his eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After that, he stretched out his right hand, and rushed to the top of Guangming Bodhisattva's head to pat it.

However, although the Bright Bodhisattva is only transformed by the golden cicada pattern, it also has some supernatural powers of the Bright Bodhisattva.

I saw that at this critical moment, the Bright Bodhisattva didn't speak or smile, and then suddenly disappeared in the local area, making Taoist Xuanwei's attack completely in vain.

Immediately behind Daoist Xuanwei, a little bit of golden light flickered again, and the figure of Guangming Bodhisattva reappeared.

This is the divine foot power among the five powers of Buddhism.

This is also the supernatural power that Guangming Bodhisattva is relatively good at. As long as he steps out with one foot, he can span endless space and time.

Of course, the current Jin Chanwen doesn't have this ability, but even so, she can still use this magical power to shuttle back and forth in the space near Daoist Xuanwei.

As soon as Daoist Xuanwei saw Jin Chanwen displaying this supernatural power, he remembered Yang Heng's appearance in the four-dimensional space, and immediately understood what was going on. These two supernatural powers should be passed down in one vein.

Haha, it's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it's not a waste of effort to get it.

Just thinking about how to decipher Yang Heng's supernatural power, now that you come to your door, as long as you are caught, can't you find out the inside story of this supernatural power from your mouth?

In that case, I can be regarded as gaining a magical power of body protection for nothing.

Thinking of this, Daoist Xuanwei looked at Jin Chanwen, his eyes became more enthusiastic.

Chapter 582 Wisdom

After Daoist Xuanwei made up his mind, he used his supernatural powers with all his strength, only to see him turning into a stream of light in the air, flickering, making Jin Chanwen unable to freeze his figure.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the orb again, and then threw it at the golden cicada pattern again.

At this time, the golden cicada pattern has turned into a bright bodhisattva, and his mind has changed somewhat like a bright bodhisattva.

I saw this golden cicada pattern sitting upright in the void, with a magnified light on his body, which illuminated a range of dozens of kilometers in an instant.

All living beings shrouded by this light feel that their hearts are pure and free from worries. At the same time, they all kneel on the ground, pray to the Light Bodhisattva, and praise the great powers of the Light Bodhisattva.

And Daoist Xuanwei, who was scurrying in the air, was also illuminated by this light, but he is a master of Taoism. Although this light can guide his xinxing, the effect is not good.

At this moment, Taoist Xuanwei's orb, wrapped in infinite light and heat, broke through the divine light of Guangming Bodhisattva and landed on him.

Just when Daoist Xuanwei thought that this blow would definitely break the opponent's real body, Guangming gently raised his hand and held the fallen orb in his hand.

But at this moment, Taoist Xuanwei's body had turned into a shooting star, and he followed the orb and went straight to Guangming Bodhisattva.

But now the Guangming Bodhisattva had just held back the orb with his divine power, so he was a little caught off guard by Daoist Xuanwei's attack.

In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the sword in the hands of Taoist Xuanwei pierced Guangming Bodhisattva's body.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of golden blood was seen floating in the air.

Then, the heavens and the earth began to shake, and bursts of sad voices came from all directions, all praying for the Bright Bodhisattva.

And the sound of these prayers is a beneficial amplitude for the Bright Bodhisattva, and in the blink of an eye, the wounds on the Bright Bodhisattva disappeared.

But to Taoist Xuanwei, these prayers were the sounds of magic that led him to go mad.

Therefore, these voices with hatred and disgust, carrying the power of faith, merged into the body of Taoist Xuanwei, and began to destroy the mana in his body.

Just as Daoist Xuanwei was stunned for a moment, the Guangming Bodhisattva in Jinchan Cultural City also realized that he raised his left hand.

Immeasurable light was released in that hand, and bursts of Buddhist magical powers were hidden in these lights.

With both compassion and murderous aura, this supernatural power completely poured into the body of Daoist Guangming.

And Daoist Xuanwei seemed to be fine when he was hit by this blow, he just froze for a moment, and then flew into the air again with his sword in hand.

But then, Daoist Xuanwei felt that his soul seemed to be invaded by something, and the immeasurable and endless power could not be resisted by the mana in his body.

Faced with this situation, Daoist Xuanwei didn't care about confronting Guangming Bodhisattva anymore. He stretched out his hand and threw it, only to see the sword in his hand fly into the mid-air, and then turned into meteors. The body began to scurry around.

But Daoist Xuanwei himself hurriedly sat in the void, chanting a spell, trying to drive out all the strange forces in his body.

However, it was better that he hadn't concentrated his attention very much just now, but now he concentrated all his energy on that weird power, not only did not expel this power, but it seemed to encourage it.

The strange power of the Buddhist sect poured into his sea of ​​consciousness along with his spiritual power.

Immediately afterwards, Daoist Xuanwei felt that there was an extra Bodhisattva in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This bodhisattva magnified the light in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the infinite light power began to erode his own soul.

Sitting in the distance, the Bright Bodhisattva transformed into a golden cicada pattern also began to recite scriptures at this time.

"This is how I heard: At one time, the Buddha was in the country of Sravasti, and there was only a tree for the Lonely Garden. There were 250, [-] people together with the great monks. At that time, when the World Honored One was eating, he put on his clothes and held a bowl, and went to the great city of Sravasti to beg for food. In the city, After the second begging, return to this place. After the meal is finished, the robe and bowl are collected, the feet are washed, and the seat is covered and sat..."

As the Guangming Bodhisattva scriptures were read more and more deeply, although Taoist Xuanwei didn't want to listen, the voice involuntarily penetrated into his mind, and then merged into his original god.

At the end, during the time of Daoist Xuanwei, the soul of Daoist Xuanwei had already sat cross-legged, opposite the phantom of the bright Bodhisattva, listening to the "Diamond Sutra" recited by the bright Bodhisattva.

As the Diamond Sutra continued to deepen, Taoist Xuanwei seemed to have realized something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his face became more peaceful.

What is even more surprising is the original god of Daoist Xuanwei. He used to be dressed as a Taoist priest, but now he has the appearance of a monk without the bun on his head.

After reading one of the Diamond Sutras, Taoist Xuanwei's body shone brightly and his face was serene.

Jin Chanwen, who was sitting opposite him, smiled slightly seeing this, knowing that Taoist Xuanwei had been surrendered by him and became a member of the Buddhist sect.

Therefore, the golden cicada pattern didn't bother him, and sat in the void as a bright bodhisattva, slowly waiting for Taoist Xuanwei to recover.

After about an hour, Taoist Xuanwei finally woke up from the endless Dharma.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the Bright Bodhisattva sitting in the void not far away, looking at him with a smile on his face, and still dragging his orb in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Daoist Xuanwei quickly stood up, turned into a stream of light and landed in front of the seat of Guangming Bodhisattva, and then threw himself on the ground.

"Praise Namo Bright Bodhisattva."

Bright Bodhisattva smiled slightly and stretched out his left hand to touch his head, and then all the hair on Taoist Xuanwei's head fell off.

Then with a touch of his hand on the bright head, the Taoist robe worn by Taoist Priest Xuanwei turned into a cassock.

"Since you have taken refuge in Buddhism, you should have a Dharma name."

"Please Bodhisattva be merciful and give me my name and surname."

"That being the case, from now on your Dharma name is Wisdom."

"Thank you Bodhisattva for giving me the name!"

Huijian stood up respectfully, then stood aside and waited for the Bodhisattva to give orders.

"That national teacher, Yang Heng, has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and he is currently being besieged by the enemy. He is in danger. Go and help him out of trouble."

"Follow the Bodhisattva's decree."

After Daoist Xuanwei finished speaking, he bowed to Guangming Bodhisattva, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared.

When Daoist Xuanwei completely disappeared, the Bright Bodhisattva suddenly changed his face, followed by a burst of changes in his body, and finally changed into the appearance of the golden cicada pattern again.

But now Jin Chanwen's face is pale, and there is still a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. It seems that the fight with Daoist Xuanwei just now was not as easy as others saw.

Now that the golden cicada pattern has exhausted its magic power, it can no longer stand upright in the void, so it can only fall to the ground, sit cross-legged and perform magic skills, slowly recovering from its injuries.

And at this time, a monk with a wide robe and long sleeves came from a distance.

The monk looked young and good-looking, but his face was serious, only his eyes were filled with compassion.

He stopped and walked to Jin Chanwen's side, and saw her sitting cross-legged on the ground performing magical skills.

So he stopped and sat beside Jin Chanwen, silently doing his best to protect her.

After a long time, Jin Chanwen finally opened his eyes again, looked at the monk sitting not far away, smiled slightly, and then asked.

"Little monk, what are you doing? Could it be that you have taken a fancy to the beauty of the slave family?"

Hearing Jin Chanwen's teasing words, the face of the monk opposite did not change in any way, he just looked at Jin Chanwen calmly, and then said.

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention seeing a member of the same sect being injured, so it's natural to protect him."

Jin Chanwen frowned when she heard this, she had never seen this monk before, so why did she say that the same sect is different?

"You little monk is so ignorant, when did I meet you, and when did I become a fellow student? Could it be that I want to take advantage of the slave's family?"