Fahai's first reaction when he saw something strange in his palm was to tighten his palm to prevent anyone from seeing it. The wound that had begun to scab suddenly burst open again due to the strong squeezing, and blood oozed out.

"master?"

Neng couldn't bear the confusion and shouted in a low voice. Fahai took his palm back and said with a calm expression:

"Put down the gauze. You all should go to rest early."

Seeing this, Xiao An took the gauze from Neng Ren and said with a smile: "Master, I'm the best at bandaging, so I'll do it!"

They didn't know if they could tolerate the misunderstanding with Xiao An. They just felt that after saying this again, the wind in the Zen room suddenly became much colder, and Fahai's entire face was hidden behind the dancing lights, and it was dark.

Something seemed to be breathing heavily, and Neng Ren and Xiao An both felt the hairs on their backs stand on end. But what made them even more frightened was that all these abnormalities seemed to come from Fa Hai in front of them.

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"The Immortal Killing Sword Qi has broken into my eight extraordinary meridians. If I don't use my power to remove it, the wound will recur. You should go out quickly, and remember to disperse everyone around you."

After a while, Fahai's slightly hoarse voice sounded in the Zen room. Xiao An had been with Fahai for the longest time. He knew that he couldn't force himself at this time, so he took the patient's hand and stood up to say goodbye. He was about to step out when he was near the door.

, Neng Renshang looked back at the master with uneasiness. Fahai, whose entire body was almost shrouded in darkness, slowly stretched out his intact hand and bowed to him. The door of the Zen room began to close immediately, and everything

Return to silence.

There was obviously no sound in the meditation room, but the candlelight on the desk kept beating and flickering, as if it would go out at any time. Fahai put the injured palm back into the place where the light could shine, and slowly spread it out

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The wound on the palm of his hand soaked in blood was hideous, just like a bloody grin. The vertical pupils that Fahai had just seen were completely gone, as if everything was his illusion.

The white hair between Fahai's brows was a bright red. After a while, silent but sharp sword energy spurted out from the wound on his palm, leaving several deep holes on the floor.

This is the Immortal Killing Sword Qi that remains in Fahai's body. They are intricately intertwined and stubborn. Fahai's magic power can only temporarily suppress them in his body but cannot be eradicated.

After expelling the Immortal Killing Sword Qi from his body, Fa Hai kept staring at the wound in his palm in a daze.

He just let Xiao An and Neng Ren go out, not because he didn't trust them, but because he was afraid.

He was afraid that the momentum of Buddhism that he had finally created would fall short. Fahai was no longer the abbot of a small Jinshan Temple, but the national master and abbot of the entire Great Qian Dynasty, the leader of the Buddhist national religion in the world. If it was rumored that he was haunted by inner demons

, one can imagine how much influence the talk of demon possession has on Buddhism.

But what really scared Fa Hai was not that, but just after Xiao An politely rejected his words, Fa Hai immediately felt murderous intent surging deep in his heart.

This is one of the closest people to Fahai since he joined this world.

Such a close relationship and affection could not stop the murderous intention in his heart. Could it be that he was really like what Master Qinglan said, with inner demons already born and the root of his troubles deep?

Fahai silently picked up the gauze on the table and began to bandage his wound. Just as he was lost in thought, a familiar but sinister voice suddenly sounded in the meditation room.

"Fa Hai, your skills are unrivaled in the world. Just do whatever you want. What do you want?"

Based on Fahai's current cultivation level, it was absolutely impossible for any ghost or god to escape from his perception in a room that was no more than ten feet long. The moment the sound rang out, he suddenly turned back to look at the place of origin, with a white hair on his face.

As red as blood.

However, what made Fahai secretly shocked was that there was no one in the meditation room at all, if the blood-clothed reflection in the bronze mirror could be called a human being.

In the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror of the Zen room, Fahai, dressed in blood, stood in it with an evil smile, looking at him coldly.

"We meet again, my Imperial Master."

The blood-clothed Fahai's eyes were evil, and his smile contained a hint of crazy distortion. Even though his magic power was as high as Fahai's, he couldn't help but feel an unspeakable fear from the bottom of his heart at this time. But equally, for a practitioner with such advanced Taoism as him,

It is said that the best way to eliminate fear is to kill fear!

Fahai's whole body was filled with qi, and the wind in the Zen room was like roaring dragons and tigers. His powerful strength made him feel calmer, and he asked calmly:

"Inner demon?"

The blood-clothed Fahai slowly opened his arms in the mirror: "I am..."

A loud bang interrupted the inner demon's self-introduction. Fahai directly slapped a palm and shook the floor-standing bronze mirror into countless pieces without any effort.

Yes, yes, is it you? Yes! Do you still want to be Iron Man?

After the palm passed, the entire Zen room became calm again, and Fahai's originally heavy heart suddenly felt much lighter. However, before he could sit down again, the sinister laughter of the blood-clothed Fahai sounded in his ears again.

"You can't kill me!"

This voice was very close at hand, as if someone was whispering softly to his ear. Fahai's heart became more alert than ever before. He suddenly turned around, but there was nothing behind him.

"Are you looking for me? Why not dig out your heart and see, I'm inside!"

Fahai stopped doing unnecessary actions. He sat down at the table again and started to bandage the wound with gauze. He didn't say a word to anything that the blood-clothed Fahai said in his ears, as if he didn't hear it.

When Fa Hai wrapped his hands again, he began to sit cross-legged on the bedside and recite Mahayana Buddhist sutras in a low voice. The Buddha's light shone brightly in the Zen room for a while.

The voice of the blood-clothed Fahai beside him finally began to gradually become smaller and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Fahai slowly opened his eyes from his trance, and saw only a beam of sunlight coming from the window, illuminating his whole body.

I actually recited Buddhist sutras all night long without realizing it.

Advanced practitioners can practice meditation instead of sleeping. Therefore, after reciting Buddhist sutras all night, Fa Hai did not look tired at all. He continued to recite morning prayers and open the forum with the monks of Jinshan Temple as usual.

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After the morning class, Fahai was preparing to open the forum for lectures. Suddenly, a disciple came to ask for instructions on what to do with the Immortal Killing Sword that was seized by Fahai yesterday. The Taoist sect had already sent someone to ask for it.

"The Immortal Killing Sword is kept here. If anyone in the Taoist sect wants to take the sword back, just come to me."

Fahai looked down at his hand, which was wrapped in gauze. There was a faint murderous intent in his plain eyes, and he didn't even notice the murderous intent in his tone.

"Come on!"

Fa Hai brought the Immortal Killing Sword and the Immortal Killing Sword in Xiao An's hand together, and placed them on the chalcedony carved from the four heavenly king statues. However, what Fa Hai did not expect was that the Immortal Killing Sword was originally powerful and unparalleled.

The formation was not strengthened because of this, but rather weakened due to the balance issue between the formations.

In the previous sword formation, the Absolute Immortal Sword could be used as the formation's eye to control the Qi of the entire array, but now there is an Immortal Killer among the four images, which inevitably breaks the original balance.

As a last resort, Fahai gave the Immortal Killing Sword to Xiaoan for self-defense, and then put the Immortal Killing Sword into the main sword formation.

After this small interlude, the opening lecture was carried out as scheduled. However, the disciples who were listening to Fahai's lecture below were a little puzzled. They felt that the Master's lecture was not as attractive as before.

Well, if Fahai’s tongue was like a lotus flower when he was teaching sutras in the past, now it is bland and tasteless.

However, naturally no one dared to say this to his face, because the image of the eminent monk Fahai was deeply rooted in people's hearts, so the first thing everyone suspected was not Fahai, but themselves.

Could it be that the scriptures taught by the Imperial Master were too profound, and I only half understood and half didn’t understand them, so that’s why I became like this?

Jinshan Temple is crowded with people, with countless believers in ordinary clothes who come to offer incense and officials wearing court uniforms walking around. The most important affairs of the country are sacrifice and military affairs. The full power of the state religion and teachers of the current dynasty is far greater than that before Fa Hai.

estimate.

Nowadays, there are widespread rumors in Kyoto that the Taoist sect came to challenge Fa Hai, but was defeated miserably. It is an established fact that the reputation of Buddhism has surpassed that of the Taoist sect. Many Taoist temples have been forced to close their doors. Instead, temples have begun to prosper.

Even

There are many Taoist disciples who can't survive, so they simply shave themselves and want to enter Buddhism to make a living. However, Fahai feels that such people are not reliable, and even if they are admitted, they will be a disaster in the future, so he is very strict with such people.

Those who seek refuge are not allowed to enter.

So gradually, there began to be some bad voices towards Fahai, saying that they were hard-hearted and arrogant, and so on. One of them found an acquaintance to introduce him, and the old Taoist priest who had shaved himself but was not allowed to get started every day.

Talking bad things about Fahai everywhere on the street.

When the Taoist sect was prosperous, the old Taoist priest could make a living by relying on the great reputation of the Taoist sect by fortune telling and other things. However, after the Taoist sect fell, Buddhism began to spread among the people, and those who had been in the Taoist sect for most of their lives

The old Taoist priest is hungry and full.

, he simply arranged a good relationship with someone, and after getting shaved, he planned to escape into Buddhism. For him, any Taoist belief was just a way of making a living. But who knew that after Fa Hai’s order was issued, he would

This Taoist priest who had shaved his head was unable to get started.

The old Taoist priest who was cut off from his job immediately became a true fan of Fahai, telling the so-called dirty things about the current master of the country on the streets every day. Ordinary people may

He could not clearly see the current situation and did not know the truth, but he was most enthusiastic about this kind of gossip that was difficult to distinguish between true and false. For a while, the old Taoist priest actually found a new livelihood because of this, and he was living a very comfortable life and became a guest at a neighborhood teahouse.

When people are at high places, there will always be sounds of one kind or another below. Fahai is not intolerant of this, but now he has to recite sutras every night to resist the intrusion of inner demons, and his temperament gradually begins to change, so whenever he hears

Occasionally, when officials came to tell them who and where they were spreading rumors about, Fa Hai could not help but feel a faint murderous intention in his heart.

Even the inner demons have noticed Fahai's looseness in recent days, and every day they have added some black material about the old Taoist priest spreading rumors on the streets to Fahai's ears, tempting Fahai to come forward and teach him a lesson.

Yes, it's not killing, it's just a simple lesson. Fahai wants to insist that the ordinary people's thoughts in his heart are not in conflict with it. Besides, let alone teaching such a person, what if he is killed? What does he have in the world?

What's the use? Isn't it just spreading rumors and smearing other people's garbage?

"Master? Master!"

Fahai, who was lost in thought about this matter, suddenly heard the call of the disciple beside him. He came back to his senses and asked what?

Can endure the distress on his face: "Master, my disciples have been falling asleep while meditating recently for no reason. Am I... is there no hope of progress in my practice in this life?"

Fa Hai smiled: "You are not falling asleep, but you are in samadhi. This level of practice means that you are about to cross the threshold of innateness and reach the Netherworld."

Only those who can bear the sudden excitement on their faces can truly step into the world of cultivation. It is said that it is not difficult to enter and exit the Qingming and fly in the sky.

"Really? Is it really fast?"

Fahai looked at the smiling face that could bear to cheer, but what he was thinking about was about the old Taoist priest who spread rumors on the street, and whispered: "Soon, soon..."

Things in Jinshan Temple gradually began to get on the right track with the support of the imperial court. More and more monks scattered across China began to rush to Jinshan Temple to practice Mahayana Buddhism in an explosive situation. Fahai regarded the Buddhist disciples who really came to practice Buddhism.
To be continued...