This chant of the Buddha's name was solemn and loud, as if ringing in the ears. It caused a buzz outside the Huangfu members. They almost lost their minds and the Yuanying came out of the body. The Erqing below was even worse. His whole body circled into a circle, forming the tightest
In a defensive state, a huge snake head is huddled in the innermost part, slightly trembling.
The expression on Monk Mingxiao's face is neither sad nor joyous. At a glance, it seems that it has penetrated all superficial disguises and penetrated to the essence. [bsp; "What a three-eyed dragon snake. This temple is lacking the spirit beast of Ichigo Temple. Are you willing to take refuge in me?"
Buddha?"
When he said this, both Huangfu and Erqing clearly saw behind the white monk, a vision suddenly appeared in the wind and rain - red light, lotus flowers, and a giant Buddha more than ten feet tall appeared.
When he came out, he had a kind face, sitting cross-legged on a lotus seat, as still as a mountain, with his eyes slightly closed, a smile on his face, and his hands in a Dharma seal on his chest, showing a very peaceful demeanor. It makes people feel more relaxed when they see it.
Feeling the kindness and suddenly being born with Buddha nature, you should immediately kneel down and prostrate yourself and take refuge in Buddhism.
"This is, this is the eighth-turn true body, the Arhat's true body..."
The imperial officer screamed in surprise.
As soon as his true form appeared, the snake demon Erqing immediately stretched out his head, and the huge snake head nodded at Monk Mingxiao, making a kowtow gesture, obviously agreeing to the other party's request.
Look at its appearance, its eyes are dull, but this is a sign that its mind has been confused.
not good……
Huangfu Yuanwai has lived for hundreds of years and is a real old fox. At this time, he didn't know that the situation was critical. Without thinking, he reached out to take back the money from the trapped god and used the escape method to escape.
"After meeting the poor monk, you vixen still want to leave?"
Monk Mingxiao shouted loudly, and the shout clearly contained the extremely powerful Buddhist technique "Lion's Roar", which first shook the target's soul. Then he shouted, and a bowl of alms bowl flew around, changed when it met the wind, and finally became as big as a basket.
Directly towards the emperor's head, he covered his head.
"My life is at an end..."
It was too late to say, but it was fast. Huangfu threw out his hand and knocked out the trapped money. Then his true body appeared with a cry, but it was a fox with flaming red fur. At the last moment, he used Earth Escape and dived in.
underground.
boom!
Almost at the same time, the money he threw out was shaken by the alms bowl, stored in it, and disappeared without a trace.
"Still want to leave!"
Monk Mingxiao shouted like thunder, suddenly took out the nine-ring Zen staff and thrust it into the ground.
Bang bang bang!
On an irregular line, explosions erupted every few feet, causing mud to fly and rocks and soil to stir up. Immediately after the explosion, deep pits appeared on the spot. What could not be dug out by human beings was just pits.
There was no trace of any other members of the imperial family.
"What a cunning vixen, she actually knows how to use her tactics to make a splash in the east and attack in the west... Humph!"
Monk Mingxiao snorted coldly, raised his eyes and looked around. He saw that the wind and rain were not stopping, the night was like ink, and the Huangfu officials had already escaped to nowhere:
"Forget it, this monster has been hit by my Zen staff to escape the thunder. It must have been seriously injured. Even if it can escape for a while, it cannot escape forever. Let's spare it for the time being..."
Monk Mingxiao took back the alms bowl and said to Erqing: "Since you are willing to take refuge in my Buddha, the poor monk will name you 'Qingye', enter this alms bowl, and take you back to Jinshan Temple."
The snake demon obeyed obediently and put its head into the alms bowl, and then its long body was slowly submerged into it.
The inside of the alms bowl seemed to be endless. It contained a huge snake without any problems. Then it slowly returned to its original shape and was held in the palm of Dawn's hand again.
After doing all this, Mingxiao continued to step on the wooden board and drifted away. Not long after he left, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the heavy rain finally began to stop slowly.
…
"Liuxian, Liuxian save me..."
The ethereal voice seemed to ring in my ears, and it seemed familiar. Oh, it was the voice of Huangfu.
"Yuanwai, Yuanwai, where are you?"
"Liu Xian save me, Mao Shi Feng Bo Pavilion, Liu Xian will definitely come to save me..."
Whoa, the shadow of a flaming red fox suddenly passed before my eyes, and then disappeared.
Um!
Chen Jianchen suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed - it turned out to be another dream? What's wrong with me? Why do I have dreams one after another?
He shook his head vigorously, sat on the bed, and recalled such a vague and erratic dream, and felt that it was not simple - the voice of Huangfu Yuan, the fiery red fox shadow, could it be that Huangfu Yuanwai had encountered some accident and asked me to go there at Mao hour?
Will Feng Bo Pavilion save him?
Thinking of this possibility, Chen Jianchen immediately woke up and rushed out to call Jiao Na without bothering to wash up.
Jiao Na was still awake at this time, so she started making noises from him and complained: "Sir, even if you want to go to class, you don't have to rush like this." After a quick pause, she continued with a smile: "Sir, the method you introduced is indeed true.
So, I only read half a page while holding the book in my hand, and the sleepyhead came to me automatically, and I fell asleep immediately."
Chen Jianchen had no intention of telling her this and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Huangfu, did you have any dreams last night?"
"Yes!"
Jiao Na answered very simply.
Chen Jianchen hurriedly asked: "What dream did you have?"
Jiao Na said a little shyly: "It's not easy to say this..." She had a dream last night, but she ran to Suzhou City and ate all the candied haws sold on the street. It was so sweet.
tasty.
Observing the words and expressions, Chen Jianchen immediately knew that Jiaona's dream must be different from his own. Could it be that Huangfu just entrusted the dream to him? Because he was afraid that his daughter's reckless temper would cause bad things?
It should be so...
Immediately he said urgently: "Miss Huangfu, please quickly ask someone to prepare a car, we have to rush to Fengbo Pavilion."
——Fengbo Pavilion is built a few miles outside the north gate of Suzhou. It is a long pavilion and is an important place for people traveling from south to north.
"Going to Feng Bo Pavilion? What Feng Bo Pavilion are you going to?"
But Joanna didn't recognize that place.
Chen Jianchen couldn't help but pick her up and leave, while quickly asking Ma Liu to drive the car.
Jiao Na said angrily: "Sir, what are you going to do? I haven't even brushed my teeth."
——In this world, the so-called brushing means brushing with salt water and willow branches. If you brush carefully, you can still get it very clean.
So Chen Jianchen told the story in a concise and concise manner about his dream about Huang Fu coming to ask for help. After listening, Jiao Na was speechless and ran faster than Chen Jianchen.
Sitting in the carriage, Jiao Na was in a state of panic. She only suffered from the fact that she did not know the specific location of Feng Bo Pavilion, otherwise she would have immediately used magic to escape by herself. In the end, she seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and clung to Chen Jianchen.
He held up his hand and hurriedly asked: "Sir, do you think something will happen to daddy? Tell me quickly!"
Chen Jianchen shook his head and smiled bitterly, pondering for a while before saying: "Miss Huangfu, don't be too anxious. If the dream is illusory, of course it doesn't matter; even if it is real, since the foreigner can ask for help through the dream, there must be some room for it."
"No, it must be true. Because I know that this is a secret technique of my father's, called "The Art of Thousand Miles of Dreams," and he will never use it unless forced to do so."
"The Art of Thousand Miles of Dreams"?
Chen Jianchen had never heard of this technique, but this did not prevent him from understanding it literally. No wonder he did not inspire the Haoran Yangwu Sword in his soul. It turned out that it was not a method similar to the invasion of Yin Shen, but just
It is a very gentle spell that is only responsible for transmitting messages.
There are many magic spells in the world, each with its own inheritance and hundreds of schools. Even a true monk cannot know and understand them all; especially for some secret spells that are not taught to others, the possibility of outsiders knowing them is even lower.
Chen Jianchen said in a deep voice: "Now that we are certain of the authenticity of the matter, when we get to Fengbo Pavilion later, Miss Huangfu, please don't act recklessly. Everything must be done according to circumstances."
Jiao Na was stunned for a moment, then agreed: "I understand."
——Dad used a life-saving technique, but the target was Chen Jianchen instead of her. This itself has many issues worthy of discussion. On the one hand, it stems from dad’s trust in Chen Jianchen; on the other hand, it must be because he is afraid of himself.
Will be impulsive and cause trouble... As for other reasons, we don't know, there must be some. For those, we can only get the answers after saving dad.
They were talking in the carriage, but their voices were not loud, so they were not afraid of being heard by the coachman Ma Liu, so as not to cause additional trouble; and asking Ma Liu to drive to Fengbo Pavilion was also an imperative and no other explanation was needed.
The distance to Fengbo Pavilion was not too far. The carriage rushed quickly and arrived in about a stick of incense.
When they arrived at the end of the field, Jiao Na jumped out of the car and looked around, while Chen Jianchen followed, and saw a pavilion built on the roadside. It was empty at this time, not to mention not a single ghost except Huangfu.
Jiao Na couldn't help but immediately ran into the pavilion to search, but she checked inside and out, even jumping up to the top of the pavilion to look, but she couldn't find any trace of it.
- Speaking of which, when she jumped up to the top of the pavilion lightly, Ma Liu was shocked - it turned out that the lady from home was also a martial arts master.
But this is not a big deal.
Standing in the pavilion, Chen Jianchen looked around, but there was nothing suspicious in his eyes. He also looked at the plaque on the pavilion and found that the words "Fengbo Pavilion" were indeed the same. After thinking for a moment, he asked Ma Liu: "Ma Liu,
Is there a second Fengbo Pavilion near Suzhou City?"
Ma Liu was a coachman. He traveled all day long and had a wealth of geographical knowledge in the wild. He immediately replied: "Sir, as far as I know, there is only one Fengbo Pavilion here in the entire Suzhou territory."
The location is good, but the time is wrong?
The concept of time in this world is not so precise and careful. Every second counts. Instead, it is mainly measured by hours. Even a moment is relatively long, and a lot of things can happen. What's more, when the emperor asked for a dream, he only said Mao hour.
, then the scope is even larger.
Missing time means missing everything.
Chen Jianchen was doubting, when suddenly there was a clatter of horse hooves from the south direction, and three horses came galloping towards him. When they got closer, he took a closer look and saw that the three horses were all tied with ropes and hung with prey on their backs, and the horse in the middle was
Behind the back, a fiery red body is particularly eye-catching.
"Hey, he's from the official residence of Li Daguan."
Ma Liu recognized it immediately. (To be continued.)