Forty-six-eight secrets
A few days later, Huixin found Qian Yunsheng again.
This time Qian Yunsheng and Huixin had a great time talking, especially for the debate between Buddha and ghosts for a long time, which made both of them feel a little happy.
When the two were having a happy conversation, Qian Yunsheng changed his tone and sighed: "It's a pity that our debate between Buddha and ghosts is still in Buddhism after all."
"What we think and think are all based on my Buddhist words to see all kinds of things in the ghost realm, and we don't really look at this issue from the thoughts of people in the ghost realm."
"There are too few books in our Sutra Library. If we can use the words of the ghost path to discuss this topic, I am afraid that the many contents discussed just now will be able to open a new chapter."
When Huixin heard Qian Yunsheng say this, her fair face, which was already a little red, suddenly showed a bright red color. Even his smooth forehead was like a gushing of qi and blood, and a unique light was revealed.
At this moment, he also sighed deeply: "My uncle's words are very much like a little monk!"
"Every time I see Uncle Xuan's hair looking like a long-term head, I can think of the way the young monk will look in the future."
"But say a very disrespectful word, no matter whether it is the little monk or the uncle Xuan, we are still wandering around Buddhism."
"Actually, this feeling of the uncle is what the young monk has always thought. If you can't really understand the words of others, the debate will be like tickling through your boots."
Qian Yunsheng pretended to shake his head and said, "After that being said, in terms of the ghost realm, it has long been destroyed in our country."
"It's probably too difficult for us to find this real classic to refer to."
Huixin also nodded in a sigh and fell silent. It seemed that Qian Yunsheng's question was indeed confused by him.
Just when Qian Yunsheng was disappointed, he didn't expect that Huixin knew nothing about this problem, and only heard Huixin speak slowly:
"It's a pity that none of us knows the ghost arts, otherwise there are actually some real ghost arts in this Sutra Pavilion."
"But these ghost scriptures were confined by the previous abbot with great magic power. They would not be revealed without the use of ghost skills."
Qian Yunsheng was delighted when he heard Huixin speak, and he thought that he had really asked about the ghost martial arts. But when Jing Huixin said this, he took a breath.
He asked inadvertently:
"This is amazing. Why do we need to use ghost skills to show these scrolls? In this case, will we not be able to check them in Leiyin Temple?"
"Uncle Master doesn't know anything, it's related to a past in my Leiyin Temple before."
"Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."
"This matter is a long story. It is said that there was a monk in Leiyin Temple who had suffered some temptation, so he actually stole the ghost scroll and ran away."
"As a matter of saying that the method is not very powerful, I shouldn't be able to escape from the subsequent pursuit of my Leiyin Temple. But somehow, after he learned to steal the ghost art skills on the scroll, he really used the weirdness of the ghost art skills to escape."
"So after this, the previous abbot took action to use great magic power to confine all these scrolls. It also specifically stipulated that ghost skills must be used to make these scrolls appear."
When Qian Yunsheng heard this, he secretly cursed the previous abbot of Leiyin Temple, which was indeed vicious. He set up a bright trap waiting for the ghost cultivators to get into it.
He had to pretend to nod and said, "So that's the case, it's just a pain for us who want to study and confirm this true ghost path, but we have no chance to see each other."
Huixin also sighed: "Uncle Master's feelings are exactly what the little monk regrets."
"However, according to the previous abbot, it is said that these ghost skills are extremely confusing, and if you are not careful, you will lead us astray."
"This is why these scrolls were sealed. I'm afraid that it was also the lesson from the last time I was secretly stormed. I'm afraid that someone else who is waiting for me will have a sinking incident because he can't control his original intention."
Qian Yunsheng finally got a little understanding of this matter. He indirectly touched on several specific issues related to stealing scriptures that he was concerned about. After finally having a basic understanding of the whole matter, he pretended to sigh:
"Since the previous abbot had this consideration, it means that there is a risk that this matter will happen."
"It seems that I am a little overestimated. I am afraid that I have to wait until my true Buddhist teachings are profound before I can touch this question."
This sentence made Huixin nod and said, "Uncle Master's idea cannot be wrong. But when we debated this time, we are afraid that our views on this issue will not be as deep as other schools."
Qian Yunsheng comforted Huixin and said, "You can't say that, as the saying goes, all things return to the sect. Although we cannot see the thoughts of people in the ghost realm, it makes it difficult to be sufficiently prepared."
"But as long as we stick to the meaning of our Buddhist scriptures on this issue, we will surely remain unchanged and will not be easily refuted."
"Come on, let's discuss it again and see what else can be determined."
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And deep in another small world, the witch raised her head from the sinking of a bunch of entangled young bodies and sighed deeply.
"Ah! What a wonderful day!" it thought,
"How excited and bloody this kind of full of hope and beauty is!"
"I will never go back to the chaos where loneliness, silence, and even the air cannot flow. I can only wait for the master of the Desire Demon to summon me well again."
"I still have to try my best to hold the throat of fate!" it sighed,
"I want my master to see my existence, my value, and regard me as a right-handed existence!"
"Only at that time can I fully enjoy these wonderful moments of fresh blood, fresh flesh, and debauchery, wailing and intertwining death, fear, cowardice!"
"And to achieve all this, the main goal now is that little ghost cultivator!"
"I want to grab this little ghost cult with my own hands and knock him open his head to see what secrets are hidden in his mind!"
"I will personally dedicate this hot secret that has just been knocked open to my devil master."
"At that time, the master will not only erase all the dissatisfaction with me in the past, but I believe he will give me more!"
After thinking about everything like this, the witch felt a sense of heat surging in her heart.
It straightened its lazy and beautiful body, pulled its feet out of countless entangled bodies, and then stepped on the red and white liquid that could not even tell what color it was, splashing ripples.
At this time, it walked out like a proud queen stepping on a carpet with colorful patterns. Outside the door, the men and minds of the black hands who had already crawled all over the ground.
One of them had extremely old wrinkled heads, with sparse hair on his head, and seemed to be the leader of everyone.
He lay on the ground, watched the witch come out, and quickly crawled to the witch's feet, and flattered:
"My Witch, as you told us, we finally contacted the remaining black-handed people in Leiyin Temple!"
"Oh?" The witch narrowed her eyes and said coldly without seeing joy: "Is there any news about that little ghost cultivator being passed on back?"
"Don't worry, all the information is in this jade slip." After the leader said that, he raised his hands and presented a black jade slip.
The witch used a light move and called the jade slip from the old man to its hands. Then, soon the information about the jade slip was absorbed by the witch.
When the witch absorbed the jade slip, she closed her eyes. After it completely absorbed the entire jade slip, she suddenly opened her eyes, licked her lips gently and showed a bloodthirsty expression. Her eyebrows were raised and she smiled:
"It's interesting. I didn't expect that he would not only not keep a low profile, but could do so many things."
Chapter completed!