She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 117 Chapter 117
"Yuheng, where have you been? Everyone gathered together and couldn't find you." Elder Nie called to Mo Yuheng.

Mo Yuheng couldn't help but smiled wryly, and explained everything that happened during this period of time clearly: "Elder Nie, it's a long story..."

"I didn't expect your experience to be so thrilling." Elder Nie rejoiced that he was very lucky.

After being hit by so many ghost faces and souls, I woke up and couldn't find anyone to disperse with the crowd.

Unable to find a way out, he jumped into the blood pool and entered the pipeline, and was taken to a more magical place to gather with Tianqing and others.

And that magical place is a small space composed of a lot of blood and human flesh, and the inside does not transform these things into magic energy and disappear through a tunnel.

Several people kept vomiting so disgustingly that they almost vomited out their livers.

But the soul was separated and entered inside, and the screams were constantly affected by these things. Elder Nie and others wanted to rest, and they would not be able to live in peace if they wanted to practice too much.

Fortunately, they did not encounter danger, but encountered strange things.

Mo Yuheng was envious of the other party's luck in not coming out until now. After many speculations, he said, "Elder Nie, I think you are locked inside the altar, and you can escape only after the altar is destroyed."

"Altar." Elder Nie went over to see that the black altar behind him had been torn apart and fell to the ground, and he couldn't see its original appearance.

"It's just this kind of breath is very evil." Elder Nie had a chill for a while, this breath made him uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but think of those flesh and blood and couldn't help but want to vomit.

The appearance of howling ghosts and howling wolves is still fresh in my memory, and I will never forget it in my life.

"It's good that people are alive, and then we can deal with these souls before we can go out." Elder Nie said, after all, too much time wasted to climb the ladder to end.

Missing the time, Yuxu can understand their helplessness and suffering, and may make an exception and be included in the door.

Mo Yuheng naturally knew some rules for recruiting disciples from Yuxu from the book: "If you don't participate in the climbing ladder, even if you make an exception and enter Yuxu, you can only become an outer disciple. Opportunity enters the inner door."

"Correct."

"Elder Nie, I have hidden spirit roots."

"what!"

Hidden spirit roots are very rare, and there is only one in the entire Jade Market that has been successfully opened with a high achievement.

Elder Nie's eyes lit up: "What kind of spiritual root is it?"

"Follingen."

"What?" Elder Nie was astonished, why did he become Buddha Lingen.

Seeing that Monk Wuchen's bald head overlapped with Mo Yuheng's, no, no, Mo Yuheng is their disciple of Yuxu, and such a talented disciple cannot be snatched away.

He has to watch it.

"Yes."

Elder Nie thought about it carefully and understood her intention: "Think about it, you will spend a lot of energy here,"

"What happened in Liancheng, Yuxu should be obliged to protect and perform its duties. Senior Wuchen came to tour the jurisdiction of Yuxu, so he can't make the other party fully responsible for everything."

Elder Nie hesitated.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Mo Yuheng added to his anger: "Elder Nie, I don't want to be a nun yet."

"That's right, you can't be a nun. You are so beautiful, you really belong to Buddhism and you can't wear nice clothes and beautiful jewelry."

Elder Nie blushed, Mo Yuheng saw through his thoughts.

Merit and willingness!
It is what Mo Yuheng wants. If he can save the souls of the dead to go to the underworld, he can get the power of merit and virtue.

How much you get depends on your ability and luck.

Wuchen has already discussed with all the ghosts that the master and apprentice will stay and transcend them, and let other unrelated people leave.

Elder Nie and Wu Chen exchanged a few words of greeting, and asked Mo Yuheng to stay and help, and Yuxu Yuanying came to sit behind him.

After they discussed it properly, the others left one after another.

Only the three of them were left surrounded by many ghosts.

"Fen Jin, Yu Heng, this is the "Diamond Sutra", which must be filled out with blood and sincerity, in order to save the souls of the dead."

"Yes."

Mo Yuheng and Mo Yuheng took the jade slip from Wuchen's hand, approached their foreheads to read the information.

Mo Yuheng read it once and memorized it all.

Make a formula with both hands: "Concrete."

Three tables and chairs were condensed on the ground, and rolls of paper were taken out and placed on them.

A person appeared in the sky, it was Elder Nie who had been away for an hour.

"Did Elder Nie get it?"

"I got everything here, and I will get it if I don't need it first."

Mo Yuheng took the storage bag dropped by Elder Nie and opened it to see that there were quite a lot.

"Where did it come so fast?"

"Everyone volunteered to donate blood because of guilt." Elder Nie smiled.

"Thank you, Elder Nie." Mo Yuheng saluted. Elder Nie was quite efficient.

Dust-free surprised.

Fen Jin was stunned: "Is Yu Heng doing this?"

He wondered if he should ask others to help him buy some blood-enriching pills, so he could replenish blood while writing with blood.

"Senior Wuchen, there is no rule that we must use our own blood."

"No." Wuchen smiled, this girl Mo Yuheng would really think of a way.

As soon as Wu Chen finished speaking, Fen Jin heaved a sigh of relief.

He was worried that his master would be seriously injured and his lifespan would be wasted, and now he was consuming blood to write the Diamond Sutra to do such a huge task, which would be harmful to the body and would aggravate his condition.

Wuchen took the lead and sat down.

Mo Yuheng took out the inkstone pens and distributed them to everyone, and put the three parts of the blood aside.

Mo Yuheng recited the "Diamond Sutra" silently once, and gradually entered a good state.

It's as if she is a Buddha, holding an ink pen and writing like a god, flamboyant and phoenix dancing?
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Mo Yuheng never learned a brush in his previous life. In this life, he focuses on cultivation, and the writing with the brush is crooked, like centipedes.

The souls of the dead lined up to get the scriptures, but the font of the scriptures was very ugly.

It is not connected, and it is not connected.

With squinting eyes, Wuchen and Fenjin's fonts are magnificent and beautiful, and they can't help but envy them.

Looking at the three long lines of undead souls who couldn't see the edge behind them, they suddenly stopped thinking about queuing up again, sighed and took the first "Diamond Sutra" in Mo Yuheng's hand and left.

Wait for the three of them to finish transcribing, then open the way for Wangchuan to enter the underworld.

Mo Yuheng blushed slightly, struggling to write.

Don't look at that poor ghost.

Mo Yuheng was annoyed, thinking to herself that in her previous life, she could write beautifully, but the pen was wrong.

In the next article, Mo Yuheng's "Diamond Sutra" has a lot of beautiful fonts, but it doesn't catch everyone's eyes.

But the rhythm is full, with a faint Buddha's light, which is not lost to the two of Wuchen.

Only then did the ghost accept it with peace of mind.

Next, Mo Yuheng's fonts became more beautiful and gradually acquired their own style.

In the past three and a half years, Mo Yuheng's fonts have been trained to look good.

It has the sharpness of a sword, and the font is ever-changing and beautiful like a dragon.

During this period of time, Mo Yuheng's body was like a willow stick.

The body grows tall and becomes a girl of peerless beauty, and the Buddha's light radiates from her body, which is sacred and inviolable.

Mo Yuheng wrote the last "Diamond Sutra" silently, and immediately picked up the pen and picked up the "Diamond Sutra" to give to the last ghost.

The ghost took over the "Diamond Sutra", and Haiqing's face with fangs was full of evil spirits, but was washed away by the "Diamond Sutra".

Turning into a normal ghost youth, he knelt down and thanked: "You are really a living Bodhisattva."

Mo Yuheng stood up and helped the ghost youth: "I should do it, get up, I should send you to the underworld today."

"Omitabha, goodness, goodness, my little friend has been so persistent in the past three years, and he has a profound understanding of Buddhism in just a few years. It's a pity for a good seedling who cultivates Buddhism." Wu Chen stood up, full of emotions.

The talent of Buddhist cultivation is no worse than that of Fen Jin, but he refuses to enter Buddhism.

I believe that forgetting the world and concentrating on cultivating the mind will surely achieve extremely high achievements.

(End of this chapter)