"Wind, please give me the power to eliminate all the sins in this world. [Baidu search www
Moon, please give me light to illuminate every evil corner..."
Master Jing Tian breathed out for a while and suddenly started singing.
The voice is a strange tone, coming in like a tide, penetrating all the way, flowing in the autumn wind...[
It’s like soft Sanskrit singing, and it’s like flowers blooming all over the sky...
It's indescribably nice, and it's indescribably brisk...
Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat, she just wanted to dance and sing in the wind.
The chanting sound became more and more urgent, and her heartbeat also became faster and faster...
It almost jumped out of my throat at the end...
Ye Xuanji felt a surge of hot blood in her chest, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling...
It felt uncomfortable yet comfortable, indescribably weird...
Even though I know this is wrong, I still indulge in this intense carnival...
wrong!
This feels wrong!
She's been tricked!
Such a thought came to Ye Xuanji's mind.
No, she can't be affected by this sound, or she will die!
Die under such strange chants!
She bit the tip of her tongue sharply, and the severe pain made her wake up for a moment.
Not caring about anything anymore, she fell to the ground and sang loudly: "All conditioned Dharma are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, just view them like this..."
This is a Buddhist verse that Master passed down to her back then.
When you are harassed by external sounds and unable to fight back, reciting this Buddhist verse is of great benefit.
The more she thought about it, the more anxiously she thought about it, the faster she thought about it, and her beating heart finally calmed down.[
She breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly felt that the surroundings were unusually quiet.
I don’t know when the singing stopped...
Her heart moved, she slowly opened her eyes, and froze slightly.
What I saw in front of me was a snow-white robe.
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Looking up along the robe, you can see the silver butterfly mask of Master Jingtian shining coldly in the moonlight.