Thousands of people think that the younger brother is also collapsing today [Transmigration Book]

Xie Zhenzhou did not expect that he would meet Mingjing here.

The last time we said goodbye was three years ago.

A trip to the Mang Ancient Secret Realm.

Just now when Mingjing spoke, there was an obvious pause.

Xie Zhenzhou reasonably believes that the word 'small' should be omitted.

The faint air of death floating in the air reminded him of the abnormal movement here, Xie Zhenzhou raised a hand in front of his body, and made a Buddha ceremony with Mingjing, "Zen Master."

The latter twirled the Buddha beads, surrounded by waves of death, and smiled leisurely, which was really out of place.

Xie Zhenzhou seemed to be thinking, "How could the Zen master appear here?"

"Amitabha," Mingjing replied, "the poor monk came here to save one person."

"It's a ghost cultivator!" Xie Zhenzhou suddenly realized, "It's no wonder this place is filled with death."

The grievances and grievances between the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the underworld have to start thousands of years ago.

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Ghost cultivators suck the energy of living people, and can transform into ghost energy, which comes and goes without a trace.

Ordinary monks can't do anything, they can't even touch their shadows, which makes ghost cultivators more rampant and do countless evils.

It is recorded in the classics that Xie Zhenzhou found in Xuanyinfeng's library.

There was once a ghost cultivator who occupied a city and fed tens of thousands of people in the city. When the great immortal gates went there, there was no trace of the ghost cultivator. Only the ghost spirit permeating the whole city showed that it was indeed the ghost cultivator's disaster. .

It is written at the bottom of the classics: The old abbot of Wanfo Temple brought all the monks in the temple to recite the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" to save the dead, dispel the ghost spirit in the city, and eliminate people's karma.

Those ghost cultivators who did evil in the future were all suppressed by the joint efforts of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the immortals, and they were imprisoned in the endless seabed, where there was no possibility of trouble, and later it was called the underworld.

There was another word at the time.

When ghost cultivators cause chaos, Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple will come out.

......

In this way, Xie Zhenzhou is not surprised that Mingjing will be here.

With his current cultivation base, it is not bad to be able to detect these dead breaths. If he wants to catch the trace of this ghost cultivator, he still needs the help of Wanfo Temple.

This is why the Zongmen didn't know the inside story, so they let them come.If it is found out that the ghost cultivator is in trouble, it will definitely not be so simple to ask a group of young disciples to investigate.

just.

What kind of ghost cultivator would actually alert Zen Master Mingjing to take action.

Nowadays, apart from a few unborn masters, Zen Master Mingjing is the monk with the highest status in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. If he comes here in person, what is the identity of this ghost cultivator?

"Who can come out of the boundary gate set by the endless sea..." Xie Zhenzhou looked at Mingjing for clarification.

The fingertips twirling the Buddha beads in Mingjing's hand paused slightly, a smile that was not a smile.

Xie Zhenzhou suddenly felt.

Three years, as far as monks are concerned, is just playing the command room.

Zen Master Mingjing is still the same as before.

Thinking of the last time they met, he was the one who went to look for Mingjing, and it seemed that he was being teased.

Xie Zhenzhou thought that this expression was a bit subtle.

As expected, Mingjing did not answer who it was, or he didn't know.

Mingjing raised his lower lip to him, and said softly, "Thank you benefactor, do you still remember what the poor monk said that day?"

Xie Zhenzhou was stuck.

......

Three years was enough for him to settle down, his temperament became much more stable, and he became the senior brother of many people in the sect, and there were not a few of them who led the team to practice.

It's no longer like three years ago, the boy who would only be called "little junior brother" by everyone, with the title of "little devil in the world".

Xie Zhenzhou didn't rush to speak, but looked back, waiting for Mingjing to continue.

Mingjing smiled again, very meaningful, "You and I are destined."

"Are you here for me?"

After hearing what he said, Xie Zhenzhou hesitated to say something uncertain.

It's just this question, how strange it sounds.

It's like the sentence in the Wanfo Temple Zen Garden, 'The poor monk is waiting for you'.

Mingjing answered frankly, "Exactly."

Xie Zhenzhou stopped talking for a while.

It was also at this time that the dead air seemed to increase.

And there was another more different breath, which also came over.

"Amitabha." The smile on Mingjing's face faded, but his tone remained calm, "Thank you benefactor, please follow the poor monk."

Ghost Xiu's hiding skill is extremely high, if there is no clear and clean, Xie Zhenzhou will not be able to detect the exact location of the other party.

But the mission of the sect has been accepted, and he still needs to complete it.

"Thank you Zen Master." Xie Zhenzhou nodded and followed.

***

Most of the villages are thatched huts, with crops such as peppers and corn hanging in front of the door, and all passers-by carry hoes.

It was originally a thriving trend, but now it is mixed with an ominous atmosphere.

Xie Zhenzhou took out another sound transmission token, and it was Zhao Hong who answered the call.

"Brother Xie, where are you?" He asked hastily.

Due to the sudden closure of the Manggu Secret Realm, the Zongmen Grand Competition held every five years in the sect has been postponed, and the ranking has not been changed.

Because Xie Zhenzhou's strength has reached the late stage of Jindan, he has become the senior brother of most people.

Zhao Hong thought, if it is ranked again, Senior Brother Xie might not be ranked low.

After transforming into a god, one can be promoted to an elder of the inner sect, so the competition is only held in Zhujindan Yuanying.

Xie Zhenzhou's Jindan late stage has already surpassed many of his classmates.

Seeing Mingjing walking towards a small courtyard ahead, Xie Zhenzhou said: "You guys wait outside the city."

"Yes." Zhao Hong had no doubts. When they were on missions, they had long been used to obeying his command, and they did what they said.

Xie Zhenzhou took back the sound transmission token and hurried forward.

"It's here."

The ghostly aura became stronger and stronger, Xie Zhenzhou stared at the door with a solemn expression.

Yuying, whose whole body was glowing with a silvery white halo, was held in his palm, and the red silk thread was wrapped around her knuckles, making the white palm more bright.

Mingjing recited the Buddha's name, and then recited the scriptures.

The Zen sound reverberates around.

"Jie."

A sharp, strange sound came out that made people's backs tingle.

"Where is the bald donkey?" The strange voice screamed, revealing evil.

......

As soon as the word "bald donkey" came out, Xie Zhenzhou almost couldn't hold back.

Looking sideways, I saw clear and clean three thousand black hair like a waterfall, long hanging down at the waist, not 'bald' at all.

Xu was offended by his 'bald donkey', so Mingjing stopped chanting.

"Almsgiver, you have committed oral karma." Mingjing persuasively and persuasively.

"Fuck, I'm going to commit murder today, old ghost, what can you do to me!?" The old man's voice was hoarse and ugly, and his tone was not condescending.

The old ghost inside seemed to realize that the monk was not alone standing outside, and let out another strange cry.

"Okay, okay," the old ghost suppressed his excitement, "I happen to be very hungry, so you two will be my appetizer."

The essence of monks is purer than that of ordinary people, and it is a great tonic for ghost cultivators.

Or maybe really hungry.

Ordinary ghost cultivators have no time to run when they meet Buddha cultivators. If they don't run, they will wait to be saved.

But the old ghost inside seems to have something to rely on.

Still talking nonsense.

Xie Zhenzhou's expression froze, and he was about to speak to remind him, when he saw the courtyard door was wide open, and thick black smoke spread out from inside.

"Amitabha." Mingjing's face was calm and peaceful, "That poor monk will save you today."

Xie Zhenzhou also put Yuying to his lips.

The black mist should be the old ghost's body, and when he saw Ming Jing, he obviously stopped in mid-air, but he was still rampant.

May be ignorance.

"It's still a hairy one," the old ghost laughed. "Little donkey, you can't be shaved because your six roots are unclean, or you are rejected by the monk temple and won't shave you."

The old ghost is nicknamed blindly, it seems that he is extremely disgusted with the Buddhist cultivator, and it becomes more difficult to speak after seeing Mingjing.

Facing the old ghost's speculation, Mingjing remained motionless, as if it had nothing to do with him.

......

The old ghost seemed to like to criticize others with words. He turned his eyes to Xie Zhenzhou, sucked his saliva, and his eyes lit up, "Big tonic! How about letting the old ghost eat you!"

Before the words fell, the Zen voice began to sound again, but the old ghost didn't seem to have the slightest influence.

Xie Zhenzhou followed suit with sound percussion.

A slender young man, born handsome, but with an awe-inspiring and inviolable attitude.

Mingjing on the other side is also dressed in snow and dust, with his eyes closed, muttering Buddhist scriptures.

The ghostly air invaded the two of them, as if it could block their voices.

Xie Zhenzhou used his spiritual power to block, and looked at Mingjing in a blink of an eye.

The ghost energy was within a short distance from him, unable to advance an inch, and a faint golden light gathered faintly to disperse the attack from the ghost cultivator.

"How could it be! Impossible!" Seeing this scene, the old ghost became angry, and he also had confidence in facing the Buddha.

There was another cloud of black mist covering a huge ghostly aura. The entire space seemed to be alienated, and the air was twisted and condensed to attack the ghost fog.

Urged by the spiritual power, Yuying moved towards the old ghost with a cold, sharp blade, wrapped in the spiritual power of the late Jindan stage, as if it was invincible.

"court death!"

The old ghost shouted angrily at Xie Zhenzhou.

"You too." Xie Zhenzhou slightly raised the corners of his lips in return.

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The old ghost was so angry that he exploded, only to see that black smoke that was his own body, constantly twisting and folding.

If he has a face.

Xie Zhenzhou could imagine how the other party stared at him with a ferocious expression and extremely cold eyes.

The attack aimed at Mingjing still couldn't get close, the old ghost's ghostly aura surged due to the two ends, and the surging aura was frightening.

Xie Zhenzhou pays attention.

I only heard "Amitabha" from the side.

Mingjing opened her eyes, everything was in full bloom inside, without waves or ripples, "Benefactor."

"It's time to hit the road."

Clear way.

... ...

Following Mingjing's words, the old ghost let out a scream.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" the old ghost roared hysterically, almost trembling with fear, "That person won't lie to me..."

Before he roared out the last sentence, the black smoke all over the sky became invisible.

The golden light enveloped him.

The most deadly thing to ghost cultivators.

The spiritual power of Zhigang Zhiyang is transformed into the golden light of Buddha's gatha and imprisoned, just like the essence.

"Ah—" the old ghost let out a ghostly howl in unstoppable pain, still saying, "Impossible! How could you hurt me!"

In an instant, the ghostly aura of the riot gradually dissipated.

Xie Zhenzhou was still a little dazed.

Ghost Xiu is so careless?

Compared with the ferocious beasts hunted and killed in the past, it looks vulnerable...

Xie Zhenzhou looked sideways at Mingjing, who smiled softly at him without changing his relaxed posture.

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The task this time was too simple and ended too quickly.

Until a group of brothers asked, Xie Zhenzhou answered truthfully.

"The ghost cultivator has come out again to cause trouble!" A disciple exclaimed.

Mingjing said goodbye to Xie Zhenzhou after getting rid of ghosts.

About the rest, he didn't have time to ask.

"The boundary gate of the endless sea, it really can't hold them down anymore."

The once mighty prophecy seems to be gradually fulfilled.

"Thank you, brother."

Zhao Hong glanced at Xie Zhenzhou who was deep in thought.

Xie Zhenzhou's eyelids were half drooped, "Huizong."

***

A group of people set foot on the road back to the clan again.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Chongyunzong, he found something unusual.

The two door sweepers below are looking towards the top of the mountain.

Among the clouds and mist, there are auspicious clouds slanting down.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

Three bells resounded through Chongyunzong.

These three sounds mean that all the disciples of Chongyun Sect, regardless of inner or outer sect, must rush to the main peak, Chongyun Hall.

The head summons.

Unlike the summoning order, the ringing of the bell is more important.

This is a sign to all Chongyunzong disciples.

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"The head summons, what happened!"

Just after getting off the flying boat, a female disciple said in surprise.

When the two doormen heard the movement behind them, they quickly turned around and called out to their brothers and sisters.

Immediately one of them replied: "Back to Senior Sister, the Manggu Secret Realm has been opened, and the two Daoist Masters have returned with all the Senior Brothers."

The opening of the Manggu secret realm represents the return of all the disciples who went to the secret realm.

"I guess it's time to start the Zongmen Grand Competition!" Du Qi had a strange focus and was a little excited.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is held every five years, but this time it has been postponed for a full three years, which really makes people wait for a long time.

"The Manggu Secret Realm has been opened, have the senior brother, the second senior brother and the third senior brother come back too!" The female disciple exclaimed again.

Xie Zhenzhou stood still for a long time.

Hearing this, I suddenly felt a 'buzz' in my head.

It seems that something broke open.

pouring.

came back.

The author has something to say: There is a small change at the end of the last chapter~

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