Chapter 63: Passing the Dharma from generation to generation brings evil calamities (please order first!)
The night got darker and darker, and for a long time, the lone boat stayed in the same place.
Chu Weiyang was sitting on the bow of the boat. At this moment, his eyes were almost burning as he looked at Mo Daozhong, who was standing on the water, shaking his head.
In his mouth, the vague voice continued to sound.
"The ninth floor...the spiritual platform...the eight treasures...in the Zifu..."
"Escape a thousand calamities..."
Maybe the moonlight at night was too dim, or maybe the poisonous energy eroded Mo Daozhong's mind too much.
At this moment, he held the book tightly with both hands and carefully identified the words on it. Either the reading was too vague, or the words were broken, or he simply remembered the previous sentence but forgot the next sentence. .
But on the spot, Chu Weiyang stopped urging him, and just let him try to recite it over and over again. Under his silent gaze, a certain silent expectation flashed through Chu Weiyang's deep eyes.
He seemed to be expecting some strange and interesting result.
Looking at it like this, Mo Daozhong was still chanting in place, but nothing changed.
In his mind, Chu Weiyang's voice was calm, without any fluctuations.
At this moment, a dark wind suddenly seemed to sweep through the closed hall.
What is the realm of cultivation? Chu Weiyang is a little unsure again.
The old mother seemed to have relieved herself.
"Ha-ha-ha-grandma, you are old, you are old!"
"Miss Zhi, what kind of statement is this? Could it be that monks outside Tingchang Mountain cannot practice this secret method? Why can't he see that he is chanting it with all his heart, but he has not seen any effect?"
While speaking, Chu Weiyang had already forced himself to put a blank jade slip into Mo Daozhong's palm, then supported his arm and placed the jade slip between his eyebrows.
After hearing this, Chun Yuzhi had finally experienced the change in her state of mind in the illusion. She no longer kept secrets about the secrets of Taoism in Tingchang Mountain and spoke frankly to Chu Weiyang.
After the words fell, Mo Daozhong no longer struggled.
Before he could stop laughing, suddenly, a strong wind swept in from behind. Chun Yuhuai's face turned pale and he staggered. Under the strong wind, he hurried out of the Taoist palace, no longer trying to teach his mother Danxia to see his figure. and sound.
Immediately, her whole body suddenly relaxed, as if she had completely let go of her breath.
However, as a long time passed, Danxia's mother's brows became more and more frowned. Suddenly, in the next moment, her face suddenly turned pale.
After hearing the instructions again, Chun Yuhuai did not respond or decide whether to do it or not. He just turned around and walked out.
Listening to Chunyuzhi's tone, it seemed that the last time she was so shocked was after learning about Miss Qinghe's plan.
"Look at what you look like now. There is only resentment in your eyes. As for your quick thinking, I'm afraid you are not as active as before! What do you want to do? How dare grandma ask you to do anything! With your current state of mind, it's just that I’m afraid that my business will be ruined a second time before I’m willing to do it!”
"Fellow Daoist Mo, what's wrong with you now? I don't see you talking."
Because of this, Chu Weiyang's voice immediately became softer, as if he was coaxing someone to sleep.
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang continued to speak.
As if she was very unhappy with such a look, Mother Danxia frowned.
At the end of his words, Chu Weiyang's voice became colder.
In an instant, the mother hurriedly opened her eyes, and looking around the walls in surprise, she saw that there were dozens of incense candles swirling around, suddenly flickering on and off. Some incense candles had bright flames, and some incense candles had flames swaying. It was only the size of a soybean and was about to collapse on its own in an instant.
At this moment, Mo Daozhong suddenly looked at Chu Weiyang with a heavy anger and half-open eyes.
Sure enough, he fell backward toward the sea.
"How...fellow Taoist Chunyu...what happened?"
At the head of the boat, Chu Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked back at Mo Daozhong, his calm eyes already had a dark light.
And in such wordless silence, Chu Weiyang's voice had not sounded in Chu Weiyang's mind for a long time.
When the time came, Danxia's mother didn't even bother to make seals or seals. She was leaning back while sitting on the altar, with one hand on the altar and the other hand pressed tightly on her heart.
It makes no sense that someone has actually slapped her face, but she doesn’t have the courage to slap her back! No matter what the level difference is, there is no such reason! If she wants to crush the ants, she must have Be prepared to be beaten!"
"I just want to ask you, how are you adapting to this Tao body now that your life is harmonized and the three elements are mixed into one? Is it easier to control the Dan Fei realm?"
Before Mo Daozhong could hold the seal again, Chu Weiyang uneasily pulled out the jade slip.
But Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice continued to sound.
After hearing this, Chun Yuzhi's voice responded decisively.
"Are you demonic monks born with so much savvy? God...how did you come up with the idea of passing this method on to Mo Daozhong?"
But the young man's voice was still calm.
Although his eyes were always fixed on Mo Daozhong, at this moment, another voice sounded in Chu Weiyang's mind, reaching the other end of the restriction.
But then, that ferocious aura disappeared from Mo Daozhong's body.
In the same place, Mo Daozhong was still just nodding his head.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Friend Daoist Mo, Friend Daoist Mo?"
Thinking of this, Chu Weiyang gently stroked the sword body and couldn't help but admired: "Miss Zhi, what you said makes sense. You... have really made great progress!"
"Look, now you have also practiced both Dharma and Dharma. Let's talk about it... should you pass this Dharma back to Bai Snake Island? How about using jade slips to convey the message?"
Almost as if he was coaxing a child, Chu Weiyang patiently used his gentle voice to persuade Mo Daozhong to sacrifice the jade slip with a secret method. He saw a flash of inspiration, then wrapped the jade slip and left.
"What you said...makes sense..."
"Don't underestimate this secret method. Old Mother Danxia is very important to it! It is said that the gist of this secret method is also related to the core of Dao Fruit of Old Mother Danxia, so there can be any differences in other methods. , only this Dharma, as long as it is written down on paper, cannot make any mistakes!
"Okay, this sentence... makes more sense..."
After looking around like this for a week, Danxia's mother suddenly frowned.
"Miss Zhi, this is what you have repeatedly mentioned and warned me. In this world, if there is an owner of the incense and incense laws, if others learn them, there must always be some cause and effect. When you warned me at that time, I What came to mind in an instant was actually this Taoist book.
"Speaking of which, Miss Zhi, what kind of reaction do you think the Tingchang Mountain disciples will have after they find out that the curse has been leaked? Who will be sent here to visit? It can't be Danxia's old mother."
"Fellow Daoist Mo, you see, I taught you this Dharma. It's not that I have any other ideas. I just checked it for you, lest there are any flaws in it. If I teach Island Master Mo to read it, it won't be beautiful. "
Hearing this, Chu Weiyang laughed out loud with joy.
When Duan looked at it, he seemed to be calculating, fortune-telling or something.
Only then did Old Mother Danxia smile reluctantly.
It seemed like blood was rising.
In an instant, he could no longer breathe. It happened that Mo Daozhong had lost too much clarity and consciousness at this moment. He struggled and gasped harder, and then poured more Wu Guang Shui into his lungs.
When the words fell, Chu Weiyang knocked down another seal, and then the boat sailed away in the wind and waves, and suddenly left this place far away.
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Tingchang Mountain.
The moment he fell, his voice still sounded like he was talking in his sleep.
He immediately became depressed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, all that was left was his vague sleepy voice.
But Chun Yuhuai's eyes also reflected the figure of Danxia's mother, and even more, some indescribable shame, anger and hatred.
It took quite a while.
Mother Danxia looked at Chunyuhuai calmly.
After a while, he moved to the door slowly, one step at a time.
Suddenly, he seemed like he couldn't hold back his smile no matter what.
At first... after killing Yan Jianming, I got this Taoist book from his Qiankun bag. At first I thought it was some magical method from Tingchang Mountain, and I studied it with great interest for a while. Now think about it, this The Book of Taoism should also be included in Danxia's mother's calculations.
In the Taoist palace on the top of the mountain, on the high throne of the Dharma, Old Mother Danxia held the seal of the master in her hand, fell into concentration and wandered in a fugue.
After hearing this, Chu Weiyang smiled and called Mo Daozhong a few more times.
For a while, while Mo Daozhong was still reciting it over and over again, Chun Yuzhi's clear and beautiful voice sounded.
"Go to sleep and have a good sleep. It's all a nightmare. Once you wake up, you'll be fine."
What are you thinking about? Anyway, the unlucky ones will be the Mo family on the Baishe Islands. They are so stupid that they will not do anything about your retreat in the sea. Instead of thinking about this, it is better to rush to the place opened by Mo Daozhong as soon as possible. Take a look at the treasures he has hidden in the island cave outside!"
While speaking, Chu Weiyang carefully examined the content imprinted on the jade slip by Mo Daozhong. When he saw that apart from the content of this spell, there was nothing that exposed Chu Weiyang's whereabouts, the young man was relieved. He came and put the jade slip into Mo Daozhong's hand again.
Several dim spiritual lights flashed through.
For a moment, Mo Daozhong struggled violently.
It was like another eye-opener.
When the words fell, Chunyu Huai took a deep breath, seeming to suppress the anger in his heart. When he spoke, his original clear voice became neither yin nor yang, neither male nor female.
Following the sound, it was Chun Yuzhi, or rather Chun Yuhuai, walking lightly in lotus steps, twisting his waist awkwardly, and walked into the Taoist temple one step quickly and one step slowly.
"Then go to bed and have a good sleep. Don't be afraid. I am here to guard you. I am a monk from Chunyu's family in Dongshan. We have a relationship of teaching each other. You need to call me Taoist friend. I'm here to guard you..."
"Good boy, dear girl, you shouldn't look at me like this. It was grandma who saved you, and it was grandma who gave you another chance to live. If you don't take this into consideration, it will be so stubborn as to lose your conscience. Son, what is the difference between you and your eldest aunt?"
In the same place, the waves of the sea water had almost wet most of Mo Daozhong's robes. He seemed not to notice it and was still shaking his head.
"It's hard to say who is coming, but it is unlikely that old mother Danxia will come. There are many tacit understandings and agreements among the Jindan monks. In normal times, unless necessary, the monks from the north and south of the Chalcedony River will not go to the sea in person.
Come on, the great monks from the outer sea will not go inland easily.
"Okay, okay, Fellow Daoist, Fellow Daoist Chunyu, just stay with me, don't worry..."
The hoarse voice was scattered in the sea breeze, making it increasingly difficult to distinguish.
"Go, call the elders of the Yan family and Yan Jianming's third uncle!"
Only Mo Daozhong's dark green face was getting farther and farther away from Chu Weiyang's sight, and finally he completely disappeared into the deep waves and was buried under the sea.
As soon as he raised his hand, the black light water collapsed on the spot.
This is something Chun Yuzhi would never say.
Wrapped in black light, Chu Weiyang could see it clearly, but familiar with the time, black blood flowed out of Mo Daozhong's mouth and nose, and then fainted and dispersed in the sea. Only a few gusts of wind blew by, and then disappeared completely.
The color.
"I...I don't know, I'm just...very sleepy..."
As if being infected by Chu Weiyang's mood and connotation, Chun Yuzhi's voice from the other end of the ban did not sound for a long time.
Chun Yuhuai's repeated reactions seemed to really anger Mother Danxia. She scolded her angrily, but she just talked for a while. Before Chun Yuhuai had any other reaction, Mother Danxia stood there.
But suddenly paused.
"Call me and tell me what's going on?"
With such a mixture of light and dark, it looked more and more like an endless sea of stars reflected on the four walls.
Before he could finish speaking, streaks of black light suddenly passed by in the sea water, and then were wrapped in water light, directly submerging Mo Daozhong's mouth and nose.
Amidst her slightly heavy breathing, she didn't know what she thought of. Then Danxia's mother flicked her fingertips, and she saw a ray of light flying out from her fingertips, straight across the hall, and suddenly disappeared.
She weakly waved her hand towards Chunyu Huai.
Seeing such a gesture, Old Mother Danxia frowned again.
Not long after, when the old mother had completely calmed down and was sitting on the altar as if nothing had happened, she saw the closed door of the Taoist palace opened.
There is no change at this moment, which should actually be the best reaction! It’s not necessarily that Danxia’s mother didn’t sense it, but that Tingchang Mountain is too far away from here. Even if she senses it, she may not be able to respond to anything.
But if the secret method is discovered to be leaked, I'm afraid the entire Mo family will suffer."
Chunyu Huai still didn't reply, as if he was expressing his dissatisfaction in this way.
It was as if a person who had not closed his eyes for several days was awakened again at the most sleepy moment, when he was about to fall asleep. That kind of ferocity and the urge to kill seemed to be some kind of subconscious reaction.
Hearing this, Mo Daozhong could only nod his head dully.
And in such a soft voice, Mo Daozhong seemed to have let go of his last trace of guard.
The next moment, before my mother could catch her breath, her face suddenly turned red again.
Inside the wide robe, her chicken claw-like dry palms were raised tremblingly, and she gently tapped a few knuckles with the tip of her thumb.
In the same place, the old mother just raised her hand and gently kneaded her eyebrows.
There seemed to be endless sighs, but in the end they just turned into a whisper.
"commit a sin……"
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