Liaozhai Great Sage

"It really, really flew."

Several of them stared at the crowd below with their eyes wide open. Although they didn't fly very high, they were already shocked.

"Li, brother Li, are you already a fairy? Not only can you do ghosts and demons, but you can even fly into the sky and escape from the ground?" Qian Jun exclaimed.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "What kind of fairy am I? A fairy can fly through the clouds and ride the fog. What am I? where."

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, everyone felt that this was the case.

"Master Shikong has started to lecture, let's keep quiet, I have used a blindfold, other people can't see us, but they can hear our conversation, don't draw people's attention, or you will be beaten as a monster It will be bad if it comes down." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Brother Li is right." Zhu Yu nodded quickly, not daring to make a sound.

At this moment, a Dharma altar was set up in front of the treasure hall of Xiangguo Temple, and on the altar sat an old monk wearing cassocks and benevolent eyes. Whether you can hear clearly or not, you are just chanting sutras for yourself.

It seems that there is nothing to be surprised about, but it is a bit disappointing.

But Li Xiuyuan saw a golden light coming out of Master Shikong's body. This golden light spit out from his mouth, condensed in the sky, turned into lotus flowers and fell from the sky, sinking into the heads of every pilgrim. among.

"This is blessing the Dharma for the people, and the most common Diamond Sutra is recited."

Although he doesn't understand Buddhism, he knows a thing or two.

Although the Diamond Sutra is common, it is the scripture that most restrains demons and ghosts in Buddhism.

Ordinary people who recite this scripture a hundred times may even summon the Vajra God to protect them, drive away spirits and capture evil spirits for you.

And if it is blessed by Master Shikong's Dharma, the power is even greater. This power of thought stays in the body of every common people. As long as evil spirits invade or are murdered by monsters, this power of thought will be stimulated and it will turn into a vajra god Manifest to resist disaster for you.

It is a great blessing for ordinary people to listen to such extraordinary scriptures once.

How can you not be tempted to eliminate the disaster for you once invisibly?

It's just that the people who were blessed by the power of thought didn't know this. They didn't feel anything strange after being blessed by the power of thought, but complained a little because of the crowd and noise.

Master Shikong was still reciting the Diamond Sutra, but his face was already a little pale, and his breath was also sluggish.

This is because too many people who are blessing consume their own strength.

But this time, Master Shikong seemed to have made up his mind to donate all his cultivation. Even though there were too many blessings and the consumption was huge, he still didn't stop chanting.

"It's no wonder Master Shikong said that he's going to sit down after the end of the day. This kind of consumption is not because he has exhausted his life, but because he's exhausted." Li Xiuyuan felt a little shocked in his heart.

He saw a real Buddhist monk using his life to save all living beings.

However, sentient beings are dull and do not know the intention of the master.

Master Ke Shikong still had the same belief, without any regrets.

Recite the Diamond Sutra over and over again.

Master Shi Kong changed from being relaxed before to almost chanting sutras with his teeth gritted. The sutras he usually memorizes backwards are like a heavy mountain weighing on him at this moment. Reading a passage is like climbing over a mountain.

The most deadly thing is that this mountain is rolling and rolling, endless, and has no end, just to consume the last bit of strength and obliterate the last bit of faith.

"Master Shikong didn't teach scriptures like this before. Why did he only recite the Diamond Sutra this time and not interpret other scriptures?" Zhang Bangchang asked suspiciously.

Li Xiuyuan said: "Master Shikong is sacrificing his life to give to all sentient beings, not preaching scriptures, we keep quiet, this is respect for the master."

Several people nodded and did not speak again.

"Cough cough."

After Master Shikong finished reading this sutra, he suddenly coughed violently, spat out blood, and when he landed, there were strands of golden lacquer in the bright red blood.

"Master, how are you? Are you alright?" Bai Yun who was at the side was startled, and hurriedly supported him.

Master Shikong shook his head and continued to recite the Diamond Sutra.

"His practice in this life has been donated seven or eight times." Li Xiuyuan's heart shuddered when he saw the golden blood.

This is a symbol of the successful practice of Buddhist monks.

The blood is golden, and the golden body is immortal after death, and can obtain the Arhat status.

Perhaps Master Shikong's practice in this life cannot be perfected, but it is absolutely beyond the reach of ordinary monks to give away decades, or even nearly a hundred years of practice.

Chapter 661 General Yasha

In front of the Xiangguo Temple, eminent monks preached scriptures, and the crowd was surging.

There was no sound of scriptures, only noisy and noisy voices. Originally, this was a grand Buddhist event, but because too many people came, it seemed a bit vulgar. It was like shopping for vegetables on the street, without any peace and tranquility.

However, under such circumstances, Master Shikong still insisted on sacrificing his life, reciting the Diamond Sutra, blessing the people in the capital, and protecting them from being harmed by the evil spirits in the capital.

The people who come here, no matter they are traffickers, pawns, good and evil people, or high-ranking officials, beggars and vagrants, are all of high grade. Master Shikong will not not bless you with the Dharma just because of your humble status, nor will he Because of your noble status, I will bless you one more time.

In his eyes, all people are equal, there is no distinction between rich and poor.

Li Xiuyuan watched with a serious expression as Master Shikong's life was passing away little by little.

No one will stop Master Shikong from giving a lecture for the last time. This is the path he chose and should be respected.

And as time goes by.

Li Xiuyuan used his divine eyes to see that there was a little golden light dormant above the heads of many people. The golden light seemed to be shining like scriptures, and it was also like a King Kong god sleeping.

Although the light is dim, it is exceptionally eye-catching.

I thought that such lectures would go on smoothly.

But just an hour later, a group of soldiers came from nowhere under the mountain gate of Xiangguo Temple.

There were not many people, only 30 to [-] people, but most of them were armed with knives and guns and wore the standard armor of the imperial court. They should be the forbidden army stationed in the capital.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let the idlers come in." The soldier shouted, separated the crowd roughly, and squeezed out a passage.

"What's going on? Isn't this the forbidden army of the imperial court? Why did they come to Xiangguo Temple?"

"Could it be that the nobles of the palace also come to Xiangguo Temple to listen to scriptures?"

"It shouldn't be the case. Didn't the imperial court enshrine the national teacher? I heard that the national teacher's efficacy is better than that of Master Shikong of Xiangguo Temple. Those royal relatives and relatives have all gone to the Cihang Hall to listen to the national teacher's lectures. Where did they come from?" here."

The people nearby talked a lot, pointing and pointing at those rude soldiers.

At this time, a tall nine-foot giant man, wearing a general's armor, riding a bay red horse and wearing a cape, rushed here aggressively.