Mysterious Catastrophe

At this time, the picture of the white bird in the South Dipper has been assembled with blood, bird head, bird claws... it barely looks like it.

He no longer hesitated, stretched out his sly hand, grabbed the diary, and stuffed it into his body.

Afterwards, Xu Yuan opened his boxing frame and began to practice boxing moves one by one.

——Control the cunning fist!

This general-purpose grandmaster boxing method is suitable for suppressing all types of weirdness!

Although it is not as restrained as the specially targeted punches, even the weird quasi-physical form can still be suppressed!

"Haunted and haunted!"

"Ghosts cry at night!"

"uncanny workmanship!"

This time, Xu Yuan only felt that his boxing skills were hearty, and he even practiced the supernatural skills that he had never been able to practice, and he was able to practice them with ease.

This is of course because he needs to suppress the weird diary.

Yuuiquan is quite comprehensive, and the "supernatural workmanship" in it is to suppress inhuman weirdness!

Whoa!

And in Xu Yuan's sense, after the weird diary entered his body, it was torn instantly, and the pages flew out, folded and deformed in mid-air... and turned into white feathers of Nandou White Bird.

Deep in the feathers, there are still dark insects wriggling...

"Traveling Fist is worthy of being the Fist of the Grandmaster!"

"Accommodating four weirdos, I feel a little better than before..."

Xu Yuan murmured, looking at Master.

It was only after he sealed the weird diary that he discovered that there was also a weird insect in his master's body!

It seems that a little supernatural power was contained in the previous supernatural tug-of-war!

'Master...'

Xu Yuan felt it was very difficult, because he noticed that the master was also relying on this supernatural power to maintain his life. Once he pulled out that strange insect, he might die immediately!

'That is to say... the master has become a master of tricks?Or is it the lucky one among ordinary people... who can only live for a few months?Unless the spirit breaks through again and achieves the colorless state, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice the Grandmaster's Fist...'

At this time, Aaron happened to stand up with trembling eyelids: "Apprentice, have you succeeded?"

"Master... how do you feel?"

Xu Yuan's eyes were slightly red.

He believed that Master had to forcibly accommodate Weird in order to buy him time.

"Fortunately, I didn't expect the old man to become a master of treachery, but he is a bit weak... There is only one bug..."

Aaron sighed with emotion.

Seeing Xu Yuan's gaze again, he couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, silly boy, if your master lives one day longer, he earns one day...More …Practice the picture of the white bird in the South Dipper!"

As long as any one of these two conditions is met, life can be extended.

But Xu Yuan felt a burst of sadness.

Boxers improve the fastest when they are young, and they will only regress when they are old!

As for the picture of Nandou White Bird?He has the most right to speak—without the assistance of Yu Shuiquan, he would be walking a tightrope!

"Is this a ghost? Interesting!"

Aaron raised his hand slightly, and a layer of dark light was emitted.

but……

Only within a foot of his body!

It can be called the most small and creepy creature Xu Yuan has ever seen!

"Only one worm has been sealed, Master is the weakest cunning master... Even the worm is like this..."

Xu Yuan suddenly felt a little sad for his master, after all, he has four layers of ghosts!

'But... because Weird is weak, maybe...you can live a little longer? '

'Is this probably also the weak advantage of being sealed? '

Chapter 1005

Big Buddha Temple.

The houses of this temple are stretching, occupying most of Taihe Mountain.

As the sect of southern martial arts, the Great Buddha Temple has always been full of incense. Inside and outside the majestic Daxiong Hall, there is always the smell of burning sandalwood and sesame oil.

Behind the mountain, in the monk's dormitory where tourists are not allowed to enter.

A young novice stood tremblingly holding a tray with some vegetarian food on it, and entered a meditation room: "Master... Uncle Master, Jingshan is here to deliver the food!"

"come in."

In the meditation room, there is only one old monk with white beard and white eyebrows, skinny as a stick, with nine ring scars on his head.

He was sitting cross-legged in meditation, barely opened his eyes, looked at Jing Shan, and smiled: "Why not Jing Yuan?"

"Sacred Heart Master Uncle, Senior Brother Jing Yuan has been ill for the past two days, so I am here to serve Master Uncle."

Jing Shan saw Zen Master Sacred Heart's gentle and kind face, and all the previous fears dissipated in an instant, and he even faintly felt that the rumors were not reliable.

This master uncle is obviously a very kind person!

"Okay, but I don't like food very much recently... You can eat these."

Zen Master Sacred Heart smiled and pointed to his basic features: "You should be a monk in this temple, and you have traces of practicing Arhat boxing on your body. To practice this boxing method, you need to cut firewood and carry water every day, and sharpen your muscles and bones. Over time, your shoulders and elbows There are bound to be traces."

"Uncle Master's eyes are like torches!" Jing Shan swallowed, took a piece of snack and stuffed it into his mouth.

As a holy monk of the Great Buddha Temple, Zen Master Sacred Heart’s meals are naturally not comparable to ordinary novice monks. They are all carefully cooked by chefs, rich in nutrition, delicious in color, fragrance, and even more unspeakable temptation for young novice monks.

"Don't rush, eat slowly..."

Sacred Heart's eyes were warm, and he looked at the little monk kindly, and continued: "Your Arhat Boxing is already three-pointed, but if you want to achieve something, you must not lose your writing skills in daily meditation... Read the "Vajra Prajna Sutra" a lot. ", it will be of great benefit to the practice of meditation in the future... I see that your aptitude is not bad, if you persevere, you may be able to enter the state of colorless concentration before the age of 30..."

Speaking of this, Zen Master Shengxin sighed again: "The formless samadhi is just the ultimate of mortals...the higher arhat samadhi, bodhisattva samadhi...and even the Buddha...in the end it's just an empty dream, an empty flower!"

Jing Shan didn't know what verses this Zen master was talking about, but it was always good to nod.

He carefully finished his snacks, saluted again, and then took his leave and left, and gently closed the door of the meditation room.

Zen Master Sacred Heart clasped his palms together and silently recited scriptures.

Half an hour later, his hands suddenly formed a mudra. At first it was the fearless lion seal, which symbolized the majesty and power of the Buddha.

Buddhism pays attention to Mahamudra, and believes that it is possible to communicate with the soul through mudra, and eventually become a Buddha through practice.

In the hands of Zen Master Sacred Heart, all kinds of handprints representing the highest achievements of the Great Buddha Temple appear one after another, as if they were handy.

In the end, he only condensed one handprint, which is like a vase, and has a sense of perfection.

——Aquarius Seal!

This is the last form of the Aquarius Perfect Lock Heart Seal!

At that time, Zen Master Sacred Heart imprisoned an extremely terrifying, complete and strange creature in his 'heart' with the peerless magical power of the Dacheng realm.

Only with such a cultivation base can he be honored as the 'Grand Master'!

But he has lived until now, after all, he has reached the limit of a mortal's lifespan.

The door of the meditation room was opened again, and a monk wearing a scarlet cassock came in and bowed first: "Master Sacred Heart!"

"Presiding nephew... how are you preparing for everything?"

Zen Master Sacred Heart looked up at the presiding officer of the Great Buddha Temple.

"The Skynet Bureau has sent people to watch the ceremony. My nephew registered as ordinary pilgrims and arranged for them to live in the wing..."

"All the invitations have been sent out, most of the southern fists have responded, and many masters of Tongbeiquan, Wuxingquan, and Tiexianquan have arrived..."

The middle-aged host 'Mingxuan' clasped his hands together and said, "Even if something goes wrong during the initiation ceremony, it will be enough to suppress it."

"Amitabha... the old monk can pass away, but the heavenly demon imprisoned cannot be released into the human world..."

Zen Master Sacred Heart proclaimed the Buddha's name.

The so-called "empowerment" is a unique etiquette of Buddhism, implying inheritance, transmission of merit, transfer of power and so on.

But this time, obviously different.

Heavenly Demon is a Buddhist saying, but it is actually weird!

As for the empowerment of Zen Master Sacred Heart, it is natural to select a monk with superb Dharma and profound spiritual practice to seal that cunning beast instead of himself!

"Uncle, please don't worry... This time, the temple invited the Skynet Bureau and a group of martial arts fellows to observe the ceremony, just to prevent danger. Mingyin's younger brother is less than 30 years old, he has practiced the colorless concentration, and practiced the lock heart seal to the end. Xiaocheng realm should not allow that heavenly demon to have a chance to escape... Even if the cause fails, Mingxuan and Mingde are ready... Coupled with the magical artifacts passed down by this temple, nothing major will happen."

Host Mingxuan said in relief.

"In this way, I can go away with peace of mind..." Sacred Heart Chan Master smiled, with the brilliance of a great enlightened person, and closed his eyes.

"Then nephew will take his leave." Seeing this, Mingxuan couldn't help but feel relieved, and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, nephew!" At this moment, Zen Master Sacred Heart showed various expressions of hesitation, struggle, and hesitation, but he still said firmly: "Through the ages, the only one to die... I am always unwilling when things come to an end. I have tried to practice Kurong Meditation before, hoping to be promoted to Arhat Meditation, absorb the power of the demon, and prolong my life!"

"what?"

Ming Xuan was taken aback.

Kurong Meditation is a secret transmission of the Great Buddha Temple, an extremely strange profound art!

This technique combines Zen and martial arts, and only a master can try to practice it. It has completely surpassed the mortal samadhi of the 'colorless samadhi', but the samadhi of an arhat!

It is rumored that a person who has successfully cultivated can absorb strange powers in turn, and even prolong his own life, becoming a living arhat!

"Withered and prosperous meditation, the body is divided into two parts, one withered and one prosperous, one good and one evil..." A string of golden Buddhist beads emerged in Mingxuan's hand, and they were spinning rapidly, emitting golden light: "Uncle Master is a good body, and I feel that this method is difficult to succeed. , You don’t want this temple to be ruined, so you tell the secret... But I don’t know, where did your evil body go?"

At the end, Mingxuan had already roared like a lion, uttering a slap in the face!

According to the scriptures, the evil body cultivated by 'Kurong Meditation' is not a human being at all, but closer to--strange!

If the good body of a practitioner can suppress the evil body with supreme wisdom and concentration, he will naturally be able to completely suppress the strangeness, and even absorb the power of the strangeness in turn, possessing supreme mana.

But if the evil body has the upper hand, it will be - the most complete and strange recovery!

Even more terrifying than the strange recovery, because the evil body has human wisdom, not the kind of weird that acts according to certain rules!

Seeing Zen Master Sacred Heart like this, it is natural that he is practicing Kurong Meditation, and he has gone mad!

"Didn't the host just see my evil body?"

Zen Master Sacred Heart smiled strangely.

The next moment, a small palm directly penetrated the golden light of the Buddha string, penetrated into the lower abdomen of the abbot Mingxuan from behind, and grabbed half of his face from it!

Mingxuan was able to serve as the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple, so he was naturally a master, and he also imprisoned a strange head perfectly!

But at this moment, this half of the weird face seemed to be dead, being grabbed by a small palm.

On top of the supernatural confrontation, Mingxuan was completely defeated!

Blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, he barely turned around, and saw the innocent Jing Shan sucking his finger!

"In the past, the Buddha cut meat and fed it to eagles, but now those who eat my meat are all my heavenly demons!"

Zen Master Sacred Heart showed compassion and twisted one of his own fingers.

The finger was caught by Jing Shan and thrown to half of the face.

Half of the weird face chewed on his fingers, and suddenly opened his eyes!

It has been completely suppressed by the strangeness of Zen Master Sacred Heart, and has become the opponent's vassal!

Host Mingxuan swallowed his last breath, with a trace of unwillingness in his ashen eyes.

It suddenly occurred to him that the monster sealed by Zen Master Sacred Heart had an extremely terrifying ability, that was...

In the meditation room, more chewing sounds sounded...

The Great Buddha Temple at night becomes more quiet...