Look In the Mirror

  Chapter 181 Renyuan Doll

  Sasheng Temple, Send Zen Palace.

  The three elders, the heads of the five Buddhist monasteries, gathered here.

   "Uncle, the disciples who sent the invitations have already been sent out.

   It will take less than ten days at the latest to deliver all of them. "

   "Never miss the ceremony on August 22."

   Chan Master Jiyun respectfully handed over a list to Zen Master Obscure.

   The obscure Zen master took over the list, his brows and eyes lowered.

  He has an aura of Dinghaishenzhen all over his body.

  This list is the sect of ceremonies invited by the Shasheng Buddhist disciples established in the Shasheng Temple.

   And this day is also the Christmas day of the Lantern Ancient Buddha.

  Sasheng Temple wanted to formally announce its comeback through the ceremony.

   There are more than a dozen names densely packed from top to bottom in the directory.

  Each one is a well-known sect in southern Xinjiang.

  The top one is particularly eye-catching, and it is the Ghost Cult, the largest sect in southern Xinjiang.

  The 200 years since the rise of Ghost Sect is exactly the 200 years since Shasheng Temple was closed for practice.

  There are occasional conflicts between the old and new sects, and disciples who go out to practice.

   But there has never been a formal fight.

   This meeting will definitely attract a lot of attention.

  Under the Phantom Sect, there is the Diancang Sect, the No. 1 Righteous Path in Southern Border.

  Dian Cang Sect has a long heritage and its background is also extraordinary.

  Although a lot of territory has been encroached upon by the Ghost Cult in recent years, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

   It is still the number one righteous path in southern Xinjiang.

  Under the Diancang Sect, there are Nujiao Gang, Xiangfei Valley, Danxinmen, etc.

   They are all famous southern Xinjiang schools on the "Zhou Tian Xing List".

  Looking at the list, the obscure elder nodded slightly: "This ceremony observation meeting is related to the foothold of my Shasheng Temple in southern Xinjiang."

   "So there must be no mistakes."

  Chan Master Jiyun clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

   "Amitabha~"

   "It's just... Our Shasheng Temple has been silent for too long, if they don't come, what should we do?"

  The obscure elder snorted coldly, his snowy eyebrows trembling slightly.

   "They won't come? Then let's ask for directions."

  Zen Master Jiyun was taken aback for a moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a bit of joy.

   "Amitabha, good and good."

   After speaking, he bowed and stepped back.

   Kill life to ask the way, clear the door.

   This is the slogan left by the sixth generation abbot when he was in power.

  The sixth-generation abbot is good at evolving the formation of monks. Whenever there is a storm, it must be mighty and full of momentum.

  The monk formation is extremely powerful, and wherever it passes, there is nothing but misery.

   Therefore, no one in southern Xinjiang dared to touch Shasheng Temple's brow.

  When Shasheng Temple was founded, it took the meaning of "killing life to protect life, killing karma not beheading people" to kill life and eliminate karma.

  Although it is advocating killing to stop killing, it is fundamentally good.

   Moreover, Monk Bukong killed the Chixiao Demon Emperor with one move. At that time, the Shasheng Temple was divided into the righteous camp.

   This is true for the second and third generations that follow.

  Until the fourth generation abbot, he practiced "Happy Zen Art" and began to harm mortals and strayed into the way of magic.

  The reputation of Shasheng Temple plummeted.

  Since then, Shasheng Temple has been included in the magic way again.

  Who knows that since then, Shasheng Temple has gone farther and farther on the road of magic.

  The abbot of the fifth generation was also a martial idiot monk, and he didn't control the monks in the temple much, so his reputation for killing animals gradually increased.

   By the sixth generation, it has become a common practice to destroy people's sects and people's inheritance.

  That's why there is a saying of "killing life to ask the way, clearing the door".

   It's just two hundred years of silence, I don't know how many sects still remember this sentence.

  …

  Southern Border, ghost religion.

  In the central tomb.

  On the altar, a ghostly fire flickered, revealing a strange human face.

   "Killing Buddha's children? Watching the ceremony?"

   "Jie Jie Jie, interesting and interesting."

   "Our people haven't arrived yet, but they invited them first."

   "That's just right, let's meet the No. 1 Demon Dao two hundred years ago."

   "My seat, but I have prepared a good meeting gift for them."

   "Jie Jie Jie~"

  …

  In an inn more than twenty miles away from the Ghost Church.

  A man stands on the second floor, looking out the window.

  He was red-haired, at least nine feet tall, heavily muscled, with round eyes, a square mouth, and an upturned nose.

  He has a natural wild temperament.

  At this time, he was holding a secret letter in his hand, the content of the letter should be what he wanted, and his face could not help showing ecstasy: "It's done!"

   "I will liberate the killing forest!"

  The strong man clenched his fists, the ambition in his eyes seemed to turn into flames.

   There was a vicious air all over his body.

   bang~

   Excited, he raised his big hand and clapped it.

  The window sill was directly reduced to ashes.

  The whole inn was shocked.

   "Yaoshou!"

   "The idiot upstairs is demolishing the house!"

   "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't control it for a while."

   "There will be another time, pack up your things and get out."

   "Good, good~"

  The man wiped his sweat, nodded and bowed to the proprietress outside the window.

  …

   Not an empty mountain.

  In the cave of the fourth generation abbot.

  Li Chen collected his work and stood up, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a feeling in his heart.

   It was the blood-winged devil mosquito in the rosary.

   In the next second, he has arrived at the Blood Sea Lingzhu Realm.

  The person Yuan Dan on the giant bone tree last time was about the size of a peanut grain.

  But in just a few days, the giant bone tree has already borne fruit.

   Except for one of them, which has not changed much, the others have grown a lot, and the smallest is the size of a walnut.

  And He Cangwu's human origin fruit grows into a human shape the size of a palm.

   At this time, a cloud of black air lingered, emitting golden light.

   It seems that the evolution is about to be completed.

   No wonder, the Blood Wing Mosquito would let itself come here.

  Renyuanguo evolved a Renyuan doll, which can give birth to divine thoughts and has the ability to perceive.

  Thinking of this, Li Chen summoned Misty Smoke and wrapped himself up.

   Misty smoke can block the human spirit, that is, the perception of the five senses.

   It is impenetrable from the outside to the inside.

   Soon the human yuan fruit finally stopped changing.

  【Renyuan Doll: (He Cangwu)】

  【Human Yuan Doll: The Giant Bone Tree received the vitality fed back by the demon seed, and it bears the human Yuan fruit when it is conceived.

  After the human yuan fruit matures, it can separate a ray of soul from the body, give birth to spiritual wisdom, and grow into a yuan doll. 】

   This Renyuan doll is really a baby image, with a chubby body and a small braid on its head.

  Hanging on a branch, trembling.

   It's just that he pretends to be indifferent, vaguely like the Q version of He Cangwu.

  …

  Southern Border, ghost religion.

  In a dark tomb.

  He Cangwu, haunted by a ghostly aura, sweating profusely on his face.

   During this period of time, he has been practicing in closed doors, and the injuries on his body have finally recovered.

  It's just that in the dantian, there is a little vermilion 'blood drop' hanging on the top, and a 'black hole' on the bottom.

  Especially since the black hole appeared at the bottom of the dantian, I feel that the efficiency of cultivation has dropped a lot.

   Could it be because the use of 'Ghost King's Fury' hurt the foundation of the body this time?

  Thinking of this, He Cangwu became more and more worried.

  So he took the courage to separate a ray of primordial spirit to probe into the black hole.

  Originally, everything was normal, but suddenly there was a suction force, and the wisp of primordial spirit began to get out of control.

   was torn apart and sucked into the black hole.

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  (end of this chapter)