After hearing that he was joking, Zhong Kui breathed a sigh of relief and gasped: "Your elixir has a bigger formation, but the idea is right. The remaining demons can no longer shake the foundation of the Chang'an Shendu formation. They only need to arrange a layer of means on the formation to avoid having any impact on the formation at critical moments!"
Qian Chen thought a little, then shook his head and said, "There is a solution, but it's not a matter of one or two days!"
Yan Shu nodded and said, "If I could find eighteen flying swords, I could set up the Liangyi Micro-Dust Sword Array and let whoever touch the seal die. Even if the eighteen formation eyes are activated together, they can lower the flying sword and kill it. With the help of the power of the Heavenly Master's Seal Spirit Treasure, even the Yang God cannot touch it."
Zhong Kui's beard was almost upside down, and he stared at him and said, "Where should I find you eighteen flying swords?"
Yan Shu also said angrily: "You ask me about Chang'an in your family?"
Qian Chen calmed down at this time: "There is probably no way for Junior Sister Si. The Pingyang Merit Seal in her hand is not the Tianshi Dharma Seal in the hands of Master Tao. No matter how it is arranged, it cannot exceed the seal of Master Ye Fashan. However, if the wind shadow of the Tianshi Dharma Seal is shaken, the junior sister may have miraculous effects!"
Ning Qingchen woke up and said, "No means can be arranged for a while. Tomorrow is the Qianqiu Festival. If it is really as my senior brother thought and it will be launched on that day, it will be too late to arrange it no matter what!"
After the ear canal spirit woke up, he was so angry that he was about to pounce on Qian Chen, but as soon as it flew in front of Qian Chen, he suddenly smelled a trace of fragrance and fell down again!
Ning Qingchen glared at Qian Chen with annoyance and told him not to bully this little monster. Then he carried the ear canal god back.
Qian Chen smiled slightly, and didn't know what the little thing dreamed of, but he actually came up with such a courage!
It doesn't dare to prick it with itself like this on weekdays!
Sima Chengzhen frowned slightly and said, "The hundreds of Taoist temples in Chang'an City have prepared array bases. If we set up temporary means, we can set up a 18-door God-locking array. However, these array bases are closely related to the God-Tu Array. If we use it easily and in turn affect the God-Tu Array, then my Heavenly Master will really become a sinner for the ages!"
"Unless there is a person who has already laid many foreshadowings in Chang'an City, who can set up a second seal in a hurry?"
Ning Qingchen shook his head and sighed.
"How about let Li Mi go and invite the prince?" Qian Chen thought to himself: "It is difficult to find a second person who can be so prepared except for the royal family."
Sima Chengzhen vetoed: "Emperor Xuan will definitely not believe in the arrangement of the great demon, which has endangered the survival of Chang'an! What's more, the prince who cannot be moved lightly. It's not that everyone knows how difficult it is for the prince of the Tang Dynasty!"
"Stop talking about Your Majesty! Even I don't believe it!" Zhong Kui said frankly: "If you weren't Sima Ziwei willing to guarantee it with your head, I would have believed in you, the Taoist master. I wouldn't have been to this messy water!"
"But when it comes to such an arrangement, I have a choice here!" Zhong Kui whispered: "Do you still remember where the mural that best expresses the will of my city god came from?"
Sima Chengzhen suddenly realized: "Mural!"
As Qian Chen and others saw along the way, there were murals in the temples that could entrust gods and demons. Each of these murals was equivalent to a small painting environment. Many murals could even transform into illusions, containing ghosts and gods, and even human souls could leave their bodies and enter the murals and experience all kinds of things.
These many murals, connected to the ghosts and gods on them, were easily killed by Qian Chen.
But in fact, if the realm is lower and the methods are poor, most Taoist priests under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda are now afraid that they will be easily banned from impeachment and turned into people in the painting when facing these murals and the ghosts and gods placed on them.
Isn’t this the mural of the illusion array the original equivalent of a small formation, and isn’t it the formation base they need?
If many temple murals are connected together, some amazing means can be created.
Sima Chengzhen thought about it and there were many painters in many temples in Chang'an, but not many could use such amazing methods, and even fewer had painted all the temples of Chang'an. When it comes to candidates, there were a few suitable ones. Yan Liben, Wu Daozi, Lulanka, Wang Wei, and even Zhou Fang, Zhang Xuan, Han Gan, and Zhang Yu were all masters of this.
But after really thinking deeply, I found that there was only one person who met these requirements.
That is the painting saint who painted "The Picture of the Ten Fingers Zhong Kui" and "The Picture of the Catching Ghosts" for Zhong Kui - Wu Daozi!
"Only Wu Daozi can draw the hell you want to imprison these many ghosts and gods!" Zhong Kui said so decisively.
Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen were both silent. They didn't know who Wu Daozi was. Qian Chen and Sima Chengzhen knew deeply. If anyone else could draw hell and imprison many gods and demons who wanted to break into the Shendu formation, then this only one of the painting saints!
Sima Chengzhen immediately stood up and said, "Let's go... There will be Wu Daozi's murals in this Dacien Temple. I'll take you to take a look!"
At this time, Yan Shu and Ning Qingchen both looked at Qian Chen hesitantly. Qian Chen said in surprise: "Why are you all looking at me? I am not every mural, I will cut it down!"
Obviously, the various things in Tenno Temple and Ananda Temple have been deeply remembered by both of them.
Qian Chen felt wronged inexplicably. When Yan Shu cut those sculptures and stones like a head, wasn’t it very happy? Why are the places that everyone smashed together on me?
When Sima Chengzhen led them to see the statue of Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva painted by Wu Daozi, Qian Chen felt a little ashamed. Because these two murals were just under the Big and Big Wild Wild Pagoda, if they were not careful, they would be destroyed by him! Fortunately, when Qian Chen was facing the siege of demons, he still had the intention to protect these two towers. Although he was a little damaged when he killed the gods and demons of the appearance, he did not hurt these two murals.
"Wu Daozi, who painted by himself, could bring the three thousand miles of rivers into his heart and then splash out the ink. The Bodhisattva he painted looked bright, and his eyes seemed to be watching you, and he was about to speak. The painting was extremely extraordinary and almost incredible! When he finished painting these two murals at Dacien Temple, I secretly looked at it, and the Bodhisattva in the painting almost gave birth to a god."
"I immediately decided to invite him to paint the many holy murals of Emperor Xuanyuan Temple, which are the Taishang Taoist Ancestral Temple!"
Sima Chengzhen introduced with great enthusiasm. He led everyone to the mural under the tower. Everyone looked at the Bodhisattva's eyes as soon as possible. At this time, everyone was stunned!
Yan Shu whispered: "Tianshi, have you remembered it wrong? This Bodhisattva has closed his eyes!"
Ning Qingchen pulled him and whispered: "Who would draw a Bodhisattva with his eyes closed? Then isn't this Bodhisattva shameful?"
Sima Chengzhen was also very surprised. He looked at the mural and saw that the two Bodhisattvas on the mural were really closed. The divine light suddenly decreased by half. The other parts of the mural were flew, and the wind was moving across the wall, which was extremely vivid. Compared with the picture of Qilin generals painted by his family, there was almost a trace of the magical intention of the Bodhisattva, Ning Qingchen was a little startled!
She whispered: "If this person is in the Great Wei Dynasty, he should be a guest at the temples. With such painting skills, he can draw true scriptures!"
The true scriptures she mentioned are not other things, but the visualization diagrams contained in Buddhist scriptures. Many Buddhist children who do not know big words can cultivate the supreme Buddhist Dharma through visualization diagrams. Although it is the natural relationship of their wisdom roots, there is also the power of the Buddhist Dharma-like golden body, which points out the golden blood, draws the scriptures with the blood of the Buddha's body, and seals their own thoughts.
With just a painting technique, you can imitate the essence of the soul's power imprinting thoughts. Wu Daozi's paintings are truly unprecedented.
"But why do Bodhisattvas always have their eyes closed?" Yan Shu still said inexplicably.
Qian Chen was a little aware, and he whispered: "Wu Daozi is indeed well-known! These two Bodhisattvas closed their eyes just now!"
"What?"
Ning Qingchen repeatedly confirmed that the mural did not contain ghosts and gods. Although it contained the divine light, it was just a dead object. How could he close his eyes by himself?
Qian Chen said calmly, "They can't see my sword light!"
Qian Chen's first two swords were fine, but the last sword was the essence of the Supreme Mantra and the subduing of the Demon Thunder Sound. Although these two Bodhisattva statues were not demons, they did not dare to hear them. Seeing the sword light that merged with the Supreme Mantra, they could only close their eyes. Even if they damaged the charm of the Congregation for many years, they would not be as good as before when they opened their eyes, and they would not be able to do anything.
Otherwise, at this moment, the eyes of the Bodhisattva they saw would be the shadow of the Supreme Taoist ancestor riding a green cow.
Over time, the portrait may become Manjushri Taoist and Samantabhadra Taoist!
After knowing that this was an erratic incident, several people went to see the dragon map of the Demon Subduing Plate under the corridor on the west side. This time, the dragon and the Arhat did not close their eyes, which made everyone see the power of this painting saint, especially the dragon beard as vigorous as iron, which made Yan Shu feel a tingling feeling when he approached, and was even more amazed.
After walking around, it was almost time for the morning drum again.
Zhong Kui bid farewell to everyone and said to Sima Chengzhen: "If you want to protect Chang'an, it is not enough to prevent the Shendu formation from changing. You also need to find out the true body of the great demon. An Lushan should arrive soon after the day of the sky, and you will enter the city to celebrate His Majesty's birthday..."
Sima Chengzhen closed his eyes and said, "I have heard of An Lushan for a long time. He once slaughtered creatures outside the border and refined the magic skills of demons."
After saying that, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes made people feel stern: "I have wanted to kill him for a long time!"
"He can slaughter the Hu people, how can he not slaughter the people of the Tang Dynasty? It's just that he has always done neatly and Emperor Xuan protects him." Zhong Kui sighed and said, "So, Yang Guozhong, Taizhen, Li Heng and others cannot become a climate. The only ones who can truly cultivate magic skills to an extremely high level are those frontier generals who are accustomed to killing, and whose essence and blood can be obtained by souls and souls!"
"The empress removed the evil roots of the demonic path and opened up the new demonic path. The reason why it was able to flourish for a while was because many demonic cultivators in the new demonic path were around the empress. At present, the evil deeds of the emperor were difficult to show. Although there was violence, compared with the old demonic path that relied on massacre, blood sacrifice, blood refining, and soul cultivation at the root, the roots of turbidity were shallow. You can rely on restraining the demonic thoughts by restraining your mind."
"From the way this great demon acts, he is extremely cruel and crazy, with no intention at all. He is like the devil of the old demon!" Zhong Kui said solemnly: "So, if there is such a great demon, I think An Lushan's possibility is the highest!"
Qian Chen nodded slightly: "I feel so too!"
He suggested: "Why would you rather take advantage of Dongfang Weiming and join forces to kill the demons and kill An Lushan, whom we suspected, first?"
Sima Chengzhen shook his head and said, "No, who killed An Lushan? In the eyes of Emperor Xuan, he was like a rebellion! What is the crime of killing the generals of the frontier without permission?"
Qian Chen complained in his heart: "That is, the Tang Dynasty. If you go a little further, you will know that killing the generals of the frontier without permission is not a great crime!"
"I'll go!" Sima Chengzhen said decisively.
Chapter completed!