Chapter 62 Limitations of Contract

The porcelain bottle is about the size of a fist, and I don’t know what’s inside.

In Dao Ran's view, the porcelain bottle flew very slowly and posed almost no threat to him. But his brows were hot, and his spiritual sense was warning frantically. Dollington immediately understood that the porcelain bottle contained something fatal.

In the blink of an eye, Daoran couldn't tell what danger this porcelain bottle posed. The only choice he could make was to avoid it.

The porcelain bottle passed by Daoran and landed on the ground behind him.

The thin porcelain bottle fell to the ground and quickly broke into pieces. A sweet aroma filled the air, and Daoran felt dizzy after just one sip.

The porcelain bottle contains something so poisonous.

Daoran quickly used his magic power to try to suppress the poisonous gas, but the effect was not good. His dizziness was only slightly relieved, but not completely eliminated.

However, this is not the most serious problem.

The porcelain bottle shattered, the poisonous smell filled the air, and the people who gathered together fell in pieces.

They didn't have Dao Ran's physical fitness, so they immediately fell into a coma due to poisoning.

It doesn't take long for them to completely die in a coma.

Daoran managed to stand firm and looked at the only person standing in the crowd, a man wearing a bamboo hat that covered his entire face.

At this time, he lifted up his bamboo hat and revealed his true face, which was Monk Daoling who had been missing for many days.

At this time, Monk Daoling showed a arrogant smile on his face, and said loudly to Dao Ran: "Hahaha, demon monk, have you ever thought about this day? The revenge of destroying my Lingyin Temple will cost your life... uh

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Monk Dao Ling could not continue what he said because Dao Ran had already rushed in front of him and punched him in the chest.

Monk Daoling flew out like a cannonball and hit the city wall.

Monk Daoling did not slide down the wall slowly like last time, because his body had turned into a blur of flesh and blood and was directly stuck on the city wall.

Daoran didn't hold back this punch.

There was no need to listen to what the villain said. Dao Ran didn't think he would be stupid enough to reveal the method of detoxification.

The culprit was killed with one punch, but the crisis was not resolved. The sweet smell in the air has dissipated, but the poisoned people have not yet recovered.

Daoran could no longer care about so much, and communicated with Mou Zhixuan who was on guard in the government office far away.

"Bring the lyre in my room to the city gate, and immediately...wait a minute, bring Magistrate Nie and his family over."

This poison is not something that Monk Daoling, a mortal, can take out. I am afraid that the spider spirit is also involved in the conspiracy. If Dao Ran calls Mou Zhixuan over in a hurry, he may fall into the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Mou Zhixuan was very fast and quickly brought Nie Zhengyan's family and Dao Ran's lyre. But even if it was only for a short time, some people could not survive this time and had already lost their lives.

Daoran didn't have time to explain, so he took the lyre and started playing Bodhi Pure Heart Song.

This piano music can cure all kinds of diseases. Previously, a monk from Lingyin Temple was bitten by snake venom, and listening to the piano music could detoxify him.

However, this time the toxin seemed to be something serious. Daoran's piano music could only barely suppress the toxin, but could not completely eradicate it.

Daoran was about to speak when he heard the headman, Lao Xing, say: "My dear mother, please go quickly and invite all the doctors from the Three Emperors Patriarch Association to come over and save this person."

Daoran nodded towards Mr. Xing. At the critical moment, this man reacted quickly enough.

The Three Emperors Patriarch Association is the doctor association in Hangzhou. There are indeed many famous doctors with superb medical skills in it. Unfortunately, these doctors can only treat common diseases, and they are helpless in the face of this strange poison.

Dao Ran didn't dare to relax and kept playing the Bodhi Heart Clearing Song, barely suppressing the toxins in everyone's bodies.

But this requires mana. Although Daoran rested for a few days to restore his mana to its optimal state, it was impossible to continue indefinitely.

While his magic power is still sufficient, Daoran silently recites the Eight Divine Dragons' Protective Mantra in his heart. Daoran wants to summon the clone of Gandharva Xiaoqiao, and let the Buddha's royal musician play the Bodhi Heart-clearing Song, which will definitely save the people in front of him. return.

Daoran was very proficient in reciting the mantra and playing the piano at the same time, and there was no influence between the two.

With Daoran's current level of mantra recitation, Xiao Qiao responded to his thoughts.

The call... was rejected.

Daoran was quite surprised. Didn't Xiao Qiao have a good relationship with him? How could he refuse the call at this critical moment?

"Senior Xiao Qiao, life is at stake, so please come to help quickly." Dao Ran called anxiously.

"We made a contract at the beginning, and I will not be driven by you until you truly understand the meaning of Bodhi Pure Heart Song." Xiao Qiao replied.

"Is now the time to talk about such trivial matters? Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Senior, do you think the contract between you and me is more important than human life?" Daoran asked with a frown.

"The contract is between you and me, and the person is the person you want to save, but you want me to break the contract and save the person for you? Do you know that when the Eight Heavenly Dragons are summoned, all the merits and demerits will be borne by the curse holder." Joe responded coldly.

At this time, Mou Zhixuan also whispered to Daoran: "The Eight Heavenly Dragons are the guardians of Buddhism, and they must also observe the precepts. If you violate the contract you have made, your practice will be damaged."

Daoran finally understood.

The merits of summoning Xiao Qiao to save people belong to Dao Ran, the summoner, but if he violates the contract, Xiao Qiao will be responsible for the loss of practice.

"Amitabha, the young monk wrongly blamed the senior." Daoran apologized.

It's okay to do good deeds at the expense of yourself and others, but others still receive the merits. No one is happy with this kind of thing. The Eight Deities and Dragons are just Buddhist protectors, but they are not compassionate Buddhas.

Maybe Daoran can be summoned by another Gandharva, but without the real name to recite the mantra, it is really impossible to control which of the eight deities and dragons is summoned.

If the summoned Tianlong Babu can't detoxify, it's over. Daoran's magic power only has one chance to summon.

Hearing Daoran admit his mistake, Xiao Qiao's voice became gentle and said comfortingly: "Life and death are determined by fate. Maybe they are destined to suffer this disaster. You have tried your best to save people, so you can feel no regret."

"It's not enough, but you feel guilty?" Daoran glanced at the common people with a wry smile. Although he couldn't pronounce the names of the faces, they all felt somewhat familiar.

They should all be people who came to Duanqiao to listen to him playing the piano, and maybe some of them went to the government office to deliver vegetables to him. Daoran also recognized one of the children, who once shouted that he would become a monk like him in the future. I don’t know if I was beaten up by my parents when I got home.

With a clear conscience?

What a shame!

Daoran said firmly: "Sometimes, being resentful is not necessarily a bad thing."

Xiao Qiao:?

Mou Zhixuan:?

Amid the uncertainty of the two men, Daoran pressed his hands on the seven-stringed guqin again, and the Bodhi Heart-clearing Song sounded again. The previous soothing rhythm changed and became extremely exciting, like a battlefield where gold and iron clashed.

"What are you going to do?!" Xiao Qiao's angry voice rang in Daoran's ears.

Daoran wants to use the power of magic to forcefully summon Xiao Qiao.
Chapter completed!