crossing yin and yang

The hug came abruptly, but what surprised Wei Yang even more was the call. Since grandpa passed away, no one called him that.This was supposed to be embarrassing, at least a little embarrassing, but Wei Yang was only slightly stiff, so he hugged him back tightly, because there was a slight tremor in the voice calling him, because the embrace Holding his shoulder warm and powerful, like a person treating his most beloved treasure.

It had been a long, long time since anyone had done this to him.

The staggering of body temperature was only for a moment, and the tingling pain from the palm brought back his sanity. Wei Yang was not like the little celestial master who had lost all emotions and desires and only had instinct. Barely controlling himself, he moved his head out of the warm shoulder socket, and patted Zhang Xiuqi's shoulder with a smile: "Brother Qi, do you see that I did a good job this time?"

If it was another person, maybe you could see the reluctance in the little magic stick's smile, but Zhang Xiuqi was not someone else, he just looked Wei Yang up and down, and nodded.The things that flashed in his mind just now seemed to be turned off, and dimmed again, only one of them did not fade. A boy sat in the dark courtyard, his eyes were wide open, and he was clutching his sleeves tightly. The figure is merging with the man in front of him... Zhang Xiuqi squeezed Wei Yang's hand tightly, and shouted again: "Yangyang."

He said that he would protect him from being hurt by monsters.

Seeing the little celestial master calling out his nickname seriously again, Wei Yang couldn't hold back no matter how thick-skinned he was, he coughed lightly: "Brother Qi, has that monster been destroyed yet?"

After the strange mood swings passed, Wei Yang finally came back to his senses. He hadn't forgotten the horror scene just like the special effects of a movie. Now the mirror beside him was still shining, firmly covering the Iron Buddha. However, the golden light around the Buddha statue began to fade, as if it had exhausted all its strength to swallow the black shadow, and returned to the dark black iron color, and even the mottled rust marks on the Buddha's body became deeper.The dead jade that fell on the ground stopped moving, and it was as quiet as if nothing had happened.

Of course Wei Yang didn't dare to touch that thing, but Zhang Xiuqi leaned over to pick up the dead jade and shook his head: "Not killed, suppressed."

"But Iron Buddha has become like this, can it be suppressed?" Wei Yang couldn't help but feel chills down his spine. Such a big battle is still just suppression?

"Yes." Zhang Xiuqi stood up and stretched out his hand to Wei Yang.

He was the one who asked the little celestial master to help him just now, but now Wei Yang had some inexplicable dodges, pushed himself on the floor and got up directly, and shook his hand deliberately: "This hand is injured."

This is really not an excuse. The left hand holding the rosary just now was scratched by the sawdust falling from the rosary, and it was quite bloody. Zhang Xiuqi looked over and frowned when he heard the words. Wei Yang quickly explained: "It's all flesh and blood injuries. , why don't we go next door first? I don't know what's going on with Master Chizhi..."

Although there is a suspicion of changing the subject, the living room next door has indeed become quiet at the moment, unlike the Sanskrit sound lingering like just now. As long as the evil spirit is controlled here, the evil spirit in Wang Ming's body should not be able to escape, but there is no absolute. The original plan was so good, but something happened, so let's go and have a look.For this suggestion, Zhang Xiuqi did not refuse, and followed closely beside Wei Yang. The two walked out of the study and walked towards the opposite living room.

After walking through the corridor, Wei Yang couldn't help but click his tongue when he came to the door of the living room. The damage here is not inferior to that of the study room. Yes, most of the silver needles inserted into Wang Ming's seven gates flew away. Apart from the Hongwu Qisha Formation whose hands and feet were locked, there was no protective measures around them. It seemed that the situation just now was more urgent than they expected.

Master Chizhi was sitting cross-legged next to Wang Ming with his back to the gate, and instead of knocking on the wooden fish, he lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was trembling non-stop. Wei Yang couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to see the situation , but Zhang Xiuqi reached out to stop him and shook his head at him.

My heart couldn't help tightening, Wei Yang just wanted to ask a question, another voice came from the living room. There was no pause in the conversation at all, and there were some sounds like a mixture of coughing and shrieking laughter, which didn't sound like normal people could make at all.

Wei Yang took a closer look, only to realize that the speaker was actually Wang Ming who was still trembling slightly in the center of the formation. The oxygen mask in his mouth had flown somewhere. At this moment, his eyes turned white and his lips didn't move much. After a pause, it was getting bigger and bigger, and it seemed to be a little crazy.The ignorant monk sitting next to him also spoke, and the dry Sanskrit singing floated out of his mouth, but the speed of speaking was twice as fast as the chanting, with a sense of irritability that made people anxious.

In this raging mess of ghosts and spirits, two equally strange voices intertwined together, which is simply creepy. However, Wei Yang just froze for a moment, then remembered the "burial curse" that the old monk said before. Is he talking to that evil spirit with nonsense?

Not daring to breathe immediately, Wei Yang took a step back silently, no matter what the old monk was asking, it was obviously the key to eradicating this evil thing, he didn't dare to interrupt at this moment.However, Zhang Xiuqi held his hand and frowned slightly, as if he was afraid that he would escape.Wei Yang suddenly showed a wry smile, how can killing a fierce ghost have such an additional effect, could it be that he was really dying just now, which made Brother Qi so worried?

However, the hand holding him was so hard that even the wrist bone felt a little aching. Wei Yang felt that the weirdness that had been suppressed just now floated up again, making his heart beat faster, his mouth dry, and even his forehead felt numb. Seeing Khan, I wish I could just throw my hand away and take two steps away.However, after half a minute of stalemate, he finally relaxed his shoulders and smiled self-deprecatingly. This is Brother Qi, what the hell is he nervous about...

After he calmed down, Wei Yang focused on the center of the formation again. Wang Ming spoke faster and faster, but the trembling of the old monk gradually slowed down, and finally stopped completely with another sharp laugh. He drew a symbol on Wang Ming's forehead with his right hand, stuffed something into his mouth, and slapped the symbol with his palm at the same time, Wang Ming rolled his eyes, a stream of white foam overflowed from his mouth, and stopped moving up.

Letting out a long breath, Master Chizhi stood up with great effort from the ground. His not-so-tall body looked even more stooped, and several wrinkles appeared on his face, as if he was ten years older.As if he knew someone was already waiting at the door, he nodded slightly at the two of them: "Thanks to Mr. Wei's wooden fish and Mr. Zhang's reversal of the Dragon Tribulation Star Formation, the old man protected Wang's benefactor. How is the neighbor now?"

"Tianxing suppression." Zhang Xiuqi answered very concisely.Zhizhi sighed again as if he had guessed the answer: "It is still so terrifying hundreds of years later, no wonder the esoteric people chose this method to suppress it."

Wei Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, "Master, did you use the burial curse to interrogate that evildoer just now? Do you know his origin?"

Master Zhizhi smiled wryly: "Where is it a monster, this ghost was originally a Dharma king in the Sakya sect."

The answer was far beyond Wei Yang's imagination: "Dharma King? How could they seal the soul of the Dharma King into the Iron Buddha? Don't they pay attention to reincarnation?"

Zhizhi shook his head: "The dharma king is conferred by the imperial court, and living Buddhas can only say that they are reincarnated. This sealed ghost is the dharma king conferred by Emperor Yuan Shun himself, and he is also the one who taught him the Great Joy Zen."

Hearing the words of Daxile Zen, Wei Yang felt a little bit in his heart. There is a rumor in history that Emperor Yuan Shun was tempted by his powerful minister Ha Ma to practice adultery with the monks, causing chaos in the palace and creating the "Sixteen Heavens Demon Dance" ", dedicated to harvesting yin and supplementing yang in delusion to become a Buddha, and it was precisely because of his excessive licentiousness that the uprising at the end of the Yuan Dynasty succeeded, allowing Zhu Yuanzhang to sit in the world.However, the person teaching the Dharma here is not an ordinary monk, but a real dharma king, which makes people not surprised.

As if he had guessed the reason for Wei Yang's surprise, Chizhi sighed softly: "I'm afraid this matter is also an untold secret in the Sakya sect. The person who taught the Dharma back then was indeed a Dharma king named Zang Qinci. Bapu is the descendant of the first emperor Basiba, but because of his distant blood, he has no reputation in the Sakya Sect and has never learned the true inheritance. This person was unwilling, so he used Hama to approach Yuanshun Emperor Shun successfully became the emperor's teacher, and taught the secret law of Tibetan Buddhism to Emperor Shun. However, Emperor Shun did not know that Daxi Le Chan not only has the power of double cultivation to become a Buddha, but also absorbs the power of chaos in the world, so that the world It is the law of the tripod."

The words "The world is a cauldron" are too heavy, Wei Yang opened his mouth and felt that his throat was extremely dry. Isn't this Nima the legendary method of Daji destroying Yin and Zhou?How crazy must one go to overthrow a dynasty and bring chaos to thousands of people just for the sake of success in cultivation?

Master Zhizhi's face is not very good-looking. Although the relationship between Tibetan Buddhism and Chinese Buddhism is not close, they are always in the same line. How can such a monster appear, so how can he not make him feel heavy, but the old monk did not stop. , continued.

"It's just that Zangqin Tirbapu's title of Emperor Master did not have a proper origin after all, and was soon discovered by an expert in the secret religion. It was just that the world was in chaos at that time, and his practice of kung fu was quite good. In order to kill this beast, Sa A total of seven masters in the Jiapai took ten years to really remove his body, and scattered the three souls and seven souls, sealed them in the iron Buddha, and enshrined the iron Buddha in the temple, hoping to use the true Buddha Dharma However, who would have thought that because of this person, the Yuan Dynasty would be completely destroyed. After Ming Taizu ascended the throne, the status of the Sakya Sect plummeted and was eventually replaced by other sects. This iron Buddha was also left in the temple. No one knows about this past, and naturally no one will be wary of the weirdness in the iron Buddha, so hundreds of years have passed, and finally let him wait for the chance to escape."

"Then...then what about now..." Wei Yang finally choked out a sentence, and now they seem to have only used the force of the stars to suppress the evil thing, and they haven't completely wiped it out!

"Most of his remnant souls have been scattered this time, leaving only the soul sealed here and the soul in Mr. Zhang's hands. The remaining power in the Iron Buddha should have wiped out most of the remnants. Mr. Zhang and I should be able to dispel the evil spirit in the iron Buddha, as for this soul, it will be gradually refined in the future."

Wei Yang is almost speechless, this is the real nuclear bomb level thing, it seems that not all people who practice magic and profound skills are willing to take the right path that the old monk said, but think about it, the temptation of the world There are so many, how many people are willing to be lonely, no matter how carefully selected those sects teach, there will still be many scum, right?Thinking of Wei Yang, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Zhang Xiuqi. He wondered if there was such a scum in Longhu Mountain. The little celestial master wouldn't be bullied on the mountain, right?

Seeing Wei Yang's eyes, Zhang Xiuqi squeezed his wrist as if to comfort him: "With me here, don't be afraid."

Wei Yang: "..."

How does this feel like abducting someone else's police dog home?Wei Yang cleared his throat: "Brother Qi, you still want to preside over the formation, and kill that Dharma King?"

Zhang Xiuqi nodded: "At Zishi, the star power is at its peak."

Following this movement, a drop of blood rolled down from the hair in front of his forehead and dripped onto Wei Yang's hand, as if he had been scalded. He dragged the little celestial master with his backhand and walked towards the already chaotic supply pile : "Don't worry about getting rid of the demon, let's bandage the wound first. Hiss! Heck, this Wang guy might be able to make a fuss..."

Letting the other party pull him, the expression on Zhang Xiuqi's face finally eased, the cold smell that should have been when exorcising demons gradually disappeared, and there was something that could be called "human taste".

Behind the two, the Zhizhi monk frowned slightly. Although he was blind, he still had his Celestial Eye, and he was better at watching other people's spirits.However, at this moment, in his third eye, the extremely sharp silver light on Zhang Xiuqi's body, which is so sharp that it almost tears everything, including himself, is softening, just like the three souls and seven souls returning to their original positions It brought a round luster, but the thing covering Wei Yang's body was crumbling, as if something was about to break through the barrier and float to the surface.

Could it be that something just happened?The old monk frowned in confusion, but after a while, he chuckled again.Cause and effect are implicated, and there are blessings and misfortunes in it. I am afraid that others will not be able to help with this kind of thing, but it is also a rare opportunity to have these two people help each other to eradicate evil spirits.After chanting the Buddha's name, the old monk staggered to the front of the sofa, sat down on it, loosened his shoulders, and leaned on it without the image of a superior person.It's still early, let's take a breath.