Huikong knelt on the ground, looking in a daze, recalling bits and pieces of the past in his mind.
Ye Qingyun's figure kept appearing in front of Huikong's eyes.
But at this time, Huikong no longer knew whether the Holy Son he had seen in the past was actually the evil spirit pretending to be?
Maybe not.
Maybe there is!
Huikong couldn't calm down when he thought that he might have been deceived by the holy son pretended by evil spirits.
"The young monk is confused and has no master. Please ask the Holy Son to clear up his confusion."
Huikong didn't know what to do, so he could only ask the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" in front of him for help.
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" gently touched Huikong's bald head.
"It doesn't matter, how many people in this world can tell the difference between true and false?"
"Even gods and Buddhas will have moments of confusion."
The next moment, a ray of purple energy shot out from the eyes of the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" and disappeared into Huikong's heavenly spirit.
"I give you a pair of dharmas eyes, which can see the true form of the evil spirit."
"If you encounter an evil spirit pretending to be me again, be sure to see through it with your discernment."
Huikong raised his head, and his eyes were filled with purple light. He was a little less Buddha-like, but a little more evil.
However, Huikong himself did not notice it. He only felt that this was a magical method given to him by the Holy Son, and he was very happy.
"Thank you, Holy Son, for the gift!"
"The young monk will never be deceived by that evil spirit again!"
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" nodded slightly, and then took out another gray stone Buddha statue.
"This thing, the power that can restrain the evil spirit, is now given to you."
"If evil spirits are allowed to do whatever they want, countless living beings will suffer. I hope you can strengthen your resolve and take it as your duty to eradicate evil spirits."
"Don't let down the expectations of all sentient beings."
The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" said earnestly.
Huikong looked solemn and took the stone Buddha statue with both hands.
"The little monk will definitely live up to the Holy Son's trust!"
Starting with the stone Buddha statue, bursts of strange brilliance bloomed from the stone Buddha statue.
It seems to contain a very mysterious power.
Huikong didn't know what exactly was contained in this stone Buddha statue, but since it was given by the Holy Son, it must be a supreme treasure.
Huikong put away the stone Buddha statue and was about to speak when he saw the purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" in front of him suddenly disappear.
When he looked up again, the portrait hanging on the stone wall had become an empty painting.
"Amitabha, all this must be the arrangement of the Holy Son."
Huikong showed admiration on his face, and with a pair of purple eyes, he bowed deeply to the blank portrait.
Just when Huikong was about to turn around and leave, he saw strange and obscure Buddha seals appearing on the blank portrait.
Densely packed, covering the entire painting.
"This is"
Huikong was startled, and immediately used his Buddha mind to feel the strange Buddha seal on the scroll.
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The Buddha nature of Buddhism is difficult to understand for a while.
But Huikong could vaguely feel that this should be a Buddhist scripture.
Moreover, it is an ancient Buddhist scripture that does not exist in Buddhism today. If you can understand it, you can definitely reach the realm of Buddha.
"Could it be that this is also the arrangement of the Holy Son? Let the young monk meditate on this mysterious Buddhist scripture here so that he can deal with the evil spirit?"
With this thought in his mind, Huikong sat cross-legged in front of the scroll and began to meditate.
I saw bursts of purple light, covering Huikong's entire body.
The strange Buddha seals in the scroll also turned into streams of light, which continued to flow into Huikong's body.
It can be seen with the naked eye that Huikong's own Buddhist power is increasing at an extremely fast speed.
Even the entire Ancient Buddha Ten Thousand Saints Rock has been affected by Huikong's Buddhist power.
Wang Ergou, who was waiting outside the Ancient Buddha Ten Thousand Sacred Rock, was keenly aware of this powerful and astonishing Buddhist power, and couldn't help but look shocked.
He looked at the Ancient Buddha All Saints Rock with surprise in his eyes.
"Is this the power of Qingsui Bodhisattva? There really is an opportunity in it that belongs to Qingsui Buddha friends."
"Why is this Buddha's power so weird?"
Wang Ergou was surprised and could not help but frown.
As the Lord of Bliss in the West, he is naturally not an ordinary person, and he can detect the slightest abnormality in the Buddhist power diffused by Huikong.
This unusual feeling was difficult for Wang Ergou to describe. He felt that Huikong's Buddhist power was not improving step by step, but pursuing a rapid breakthrough.
It is very different from the way Huikong has always practiced.
Wang Ergou saw this and felt strange in his heart, but since this was an opportunity in the Ancient Buddha Ten Thousand Saints Rock, he did not speculate in other aspects.
Moreover, Wang Ergou cannot enter the Ancient Buddha Ten Thousand Sacred Rocks. Even if he feels something is wrong, it is difficult to change anything at this moment.
Just let nature take its course.
"What the hell is this place?"
Ye Qingyun got up from the pool with a confused look on his face, looking around, at a loss.
He himself didn't know what happened. He only remembered that he seemed to have been pushed by the man in yellow robe and fell off the skeleton.
As a result, I plunged into this pool for no apparent reason.
He even fainted immediately.
Fortunately, there was water in his nose, which made Ye Qingyun wake up immediately.
Only then did it surface.
But when Ye Qingyun climbed up from the pool, he found himself in a strange place.
All around was scorched brown earth, with no vegetation or trees, just endless scorched earth.
There is also a rotten and dusty smell permeating the air.
Looking up, the sky seemed to be burning red, filled with bursts of fiery clouds.
It seems extremely depressing.
Ye Qingyun wiped the water drops on his face, feeling speechless.
What is this thing called?
Ever since I went to the Three Great Fairy Islands, I have been in a very strange state.
For a while, he traveled to ancient times, and for a while, he returned to his original world.
In the meantime, a burst of strange slogans was heard back to the fairy court, and he had a fight with Sanqing.
As a result, he was sent to the future time again and met the strange yellow-robed man Xuanyuan.
While we were chatting, we didn't even get to the point where we were talking about Chou Yinmao, and we ended up in such a weird place again.
Ye Qingyun really doubted whether he had been possessed by something evil?
Why keep it here and create a cycle?
Fortunately, after this experience, Ye Qingyun was confused, but he was really not afraid now.
Completely frustrated.
To be continued...