Wei Zhong nodded, then frowned and said, "But what do these Sanskrits mean?"
"These are of course methods of practicing the Qingxin Mantra." Tang Mang said.
"This, can you understand these Sanskrit words?" Wei Zhong's face showed a look of surprise.
Tang Mang did not answer, first nodded, then shook his head.
"Boy, what do you mean?"
Xiao Yukong couldn't stand it anymore, and asked with a slight face.
Tang Mang wrote some Sanskrit words that no one could understand. I wonder if this is the real method of practicing the Pure Heart Mantra. Even if it is true, even Sanskrit can't even understand Sanskrit. How to practice it?
Tang Mang didn't even look at Xiao Yukong, and said while writing on the paper: "I'm not afraid of all the elders' jokes. I still can't understand the meaning of these Sanskrit words. Now I just think of this method of cultivating the mind based on my memory.
Just write it down.”
"You don't understand, then why can you use the Pure Heart Mantra?"
Wei Zhong said in a deep voice.
He had a faint feeling that Tang Mang was vain and imprisoning the snake.
Tang Mang is indeed a vain and a snake. He is writing Sanskrit at this moment, and it is also a method of practicing the Great Freedom and Pure Heart Mantra. However, he disrupted the order of the mantras, and in the middle and ending parts, he even deliberately lacked a lot of Sanskrit.
As a result, even if the warriors who can understand these Sanskrit words cannot practice the Great Freedom and Clear Heart Mantra.
Furthermore, if you want to practice the Great Freedom and Clear Heart Mantra, you need extremely high talent and understanding. Without the so-called great wisdom in Buddhism, others will not be able to practice it.
Of course, Tang Mang was playing with the other party, but he would not reveal it on his face. He said seriously: "Elders, I will not hide it from it. The disciples have also practiced this Qingxin Mantra in a confused manner."
"You are lying." Xiao Yukong was furious.
Tang Wanqing's eyes burst into cold light and said mockingly: "What do you know? The ancient Buddhist secret techniques, especially the Qingxin Mantra, need to have Buddhist wisdom roots in practice. These things can only be understood but not expressed in words."
Xiao Yukong frowned slightly, looked at Wei Zhong, and asked respectfully: "Elder Wei, is what she said true or false?"
Wei Zhong was slightly stunned and nodded, "That's right, many secret techniques of ancient Buddhism can only be understood but not expressed in words. Even if they are expressed in words, it is difficult to explain clearly. Whether they can be practiced depends entirely on talent."
"Then, then we can't understand these Sanskrits. How do we practice?"
Xiao Yukong frowned and said.
Tang Mang looked up at him, without giving him any face at all, and slapped him in the face directly: "Are you really stupid or fake stupid? My sister Wanqing said that Buddhist secret skills can only be understood but not expressed in words. You really need to have talent.
, with the understanding, even if you don’t understand these Sanskrits, you can practice successfully.”
"Boy, you're looking for death."
Xiao Yu's air was frustrated. In front of so many inner sect elders, he never expected that Tang Mang would dare to humiliate him. He rushed over and broke Tang Mang's body into pieces for a moment.
"Haha, in front of so many elders, are you going to kill me?"
Tang Mang looked at Xiao Yukong with a funny look, and the pen in his hand immediately hung in the air.
Seeing this, Wei Zhong asked, "Is it finished?"
Tang Mang shook his head and said, "Elder Wei, it's not that my disciples don't want to finish writing, but that my personal safety is now threatened and I don't want to write."
Suddenly, he simply pulled up his skin.
"this……"
Wei Zhong frowned, then turned his head and glared at Xiao Yukong coldly, then looked at Tang Mang, and smiled and said, "Haha, don't worry, with me here, Xiao Yukong dares to do whatever he wants, I will destroy his aura.
”
"Then I'll continue writing, but in the first place, the elders can't understand, or they can't practice it, don't rely on me."
Tang Mang shrugged and continued to write.
After a cup of tea, Tang Mang put away his pen and handed Wei Zhong a piece of rice paper full of Sanskrit.
Wei Zhong didn't look closely, put it away, and said with a smile: "Tang Mang, you should recover from your injuries during this period. By the way, if you don't know anything about cultivation, you can ask me any time. I decided to
You solve your doubts.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
The others also left one after another, but Luo Shuibei finally left. He reached out and patted Tang Mang on the shoulder, without saying anything, but sighed helplessly.
When everyone present left, Tang Mang's face suddenly became gloomy.
Tang Wanqing's face was also ugly and asked, "Have you really handed over the Great Freedom and Qing Heart Curse to Wei Zhong?"
"No."
Tang Mang shook his head and said, "I just wrote some Sanskrit randomly."
"fine."
Tang Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and gritted her teeth and said, "If you have the chance, let's leave immediately."
Tang Mang nodded slightly, without answering.
Walk?
Not that easy.
Tang Mang didn't think that Wei Zhong and others would let him leave easily. This was true. With his strong perception, Tang Mang easily discovered that someone was secretly peeking at him hundreds of feet away.
...
Deep in the Lengjia Manor, in a private courtyard, five inner sect elders from Wei Zhong and other Nangong Tian faction were gathering in a spacious and bright hall, except for Xiao Yukong and Nangong Ming were also present.
At this moment, Nangong Ming said: "Elder Wei, do you really believe that Tang Mang will hand over the real ancient Buddhist Qingxin Mantra to us?"
"Haha, of course I don't believe it."
Wei Zhong smiled slightly, then looked solemn: "Tang Mang is indeed a talent. Whether it is talent, character, or strength, it is beyond the reach of people of his peers. The most important thing is that this son knows how to endure."
"If this child is not eliminated, it will cause great trouble."
Xiao Yukong gritted his teeth and said.
"Don't worry, when I get the complete ancient Buddhist Pure Heart Mantra, I will find an opportunity to get rid of him."
Wei Zhong said coldly.
"This, we want a complete curse of the Heart, unless we capture Tang Mang and torture the confession."
An old man with a hook nose frowned.
"No need to do this, I actually understand Sanskrit. The beginning of this piece of paper should be correct. It is indeed the method of practicing the ancient Buddhist Pure Heart Mantra. However, I cannot understand many Sanskrit words in the middle and the latter part and I cannot make a judgment.
Wei Zhong smiled and changed the subject: "But it doesn't matter. I have an old friend who is proficient in Sanskrit. I will send a letter now. As long as my old friend comes, it will be true or false, and you will know at a glance."
"Haha, Elder Wei is really thoughtful!"
A tall old man smiled.
"Hmph, that kid thinks he's doing it perfectly, but he doesn't know whether it's old or old. In short, I'm going to settle this Qingxin Curse. Even if it's fake, many of them are real. We'll press on every step
, Sooner or later, I can dig it out of that kid's mouth."
After Wei Zhong finished speaking, he said to Xiao Yukong and Nangong Ming: "You arrange someone to keep a close eye on it, don't let that kid slip away."
"Hehe, Elder Wei don't worry, we have already arranged people to stare at that kid, and he can't escape."
Xiao Yukong sneered.
"Well, that's good. I'll send a message to my old friend. When he arrives, if Tang Mang doesn't use any tricks, I'll leave him a whole body. If he fools us, he will definitely die without a place to bury him."