“It works!”

Master Xuanzang, who showed compassion, listened to the continuous wailing voice of the Dragon King of Jinghe in his ears, continued to chant the scriptures without any rushing moments, and even more enhanced the brightness of the "Light of the Right Way".

Although Li Shimin had long confronted the Dragon King of Jinghe, Master Xuanzang quietly confirmed that the "light of the right way" had a restraining effect on these so-called filthy auras, so he stood up with fearless courage.

However, judging from the reaction of the Dragon King of Jinghe, the effect is even better than I imagined.

"Shariputra is the empty appearance of all dharmas, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

For a moment, Master Xuanzang showed compassion on his face, and the "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita" that he spoke echoed in the hall with the light.

The filthy aura that was originally entangled in the hall like a gangrene attached to the bone retreated quickly, as if he had seen a cat, constantly contracting towards the body of the Dragon King of Jinghe River.

"Monk...Master...Shut..."

As the filthy aura contracted, the wailing of the Dragon King of Jinghe became more and more manic and painful. Even the dragon body, which was originally faintly visible, became more and more real under the light.

However, facing the wailing sound of the Dragon King of Jinghe, Master Xuanzang was extremely firm in his mind, without any intention of interruption. Instead, the warm light became stronger and stronger as the sound of chanting scriptures echoed.

"Ah... it hurts..."

"So there is no color in the air, no feeling, thinking, action and consciousness..."

"Master, you are very compassionate, let me go..."

"No eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, smell, taste, touch..."

...

Seeing the Jinghe Dragon King who had tried all his skills before, he was helpless, wailing and rolling around the beams, Li Shimin, Wei Zheng and others couldn't help but show joy.

Although it is the hints of the Yamas in the Underworld or the instructions Wei Zheng received from the Heavenly Court, a Taoist monk presided over the "Water and Land Dharma Assembly" for 49 days, which can eliminate the resentment and filth of the Dragon King of Jinghe, and can also save countless unjust souls of the underworld, with immeasurable merits.

However, what Li Shimin and others did not expect was that this long-famous Master Xuanzang could fight such a great disaster with his own strength.

This is obviously a merit that requires gathering more than 1,200 monks to continuously eliminate them within 49 days, but under the superb Buddhist teachings of Master Xuanzang, who is wearing a plain white monk, is it expected to completely eliminate the disaster on the spot?

As soon as he thought of this, Li Shimin, who was entangled by the evil soul of the Dragon King of Jinghe day and night, couldn't help but be happy. His admiration for Master Xuanzang was like a surging river. He even had the idea of ​​establishing Master Xuanzang as a national master and taking charge of all religious affairs in the Tang Dynasty.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Wei Zheng, who also had a priesthood in the heavenly court, exclaimed.

"The situation is not right!"

Li Shimin, who was interrupted by Wei Zheng's exclamation, still had joy on his face, looked up and found that the situation was not good!

The wailing sound of the Dragon King of Jinghe became more and more tragic. The pain contained in it was not like a false sense, but its slightly floating dragon body was gradually solidifying. It originally only showed a general outline, but now it is even the dragon scales on it are clearly visible, as if a real dragon hovering on it.

It was not just Li Shimin and others who discovered something was wrong. Master Xuanzang, who was always paying attention to the situation of the Dragon King of Jinghe, had long noticed the changes in the situation.

However, this situation is extremely strange and difficult to judge.

Under the "light of the righteous path", the resentment and filthy aura of the entire hall disappeared. No, it should be said that all these resentment and filthy auras were shrunk into the dragon body of the Dragon King of Jinghe, but the Dragon King of Jinghe did not have any tendency to be weak or even retreat.

Just as Master Xuanzang felt that it was a little difficult to ride a tiger and could not understand the current situation, the Dragon King of Jinghe who had been wailing seemed to have discovered his own changes.

A long-lost feeling...

It is completely different from the feeling of a wandering and helpless lonely ghost.

"boom!"

The Dragon King of Jinghe pressed his claw on the beam of the main hall, so that the palace hall, which brought together countless skilled craftsmanship and wisdom, swayed faintly.

"How is that possible?!"

Wei Zheng's face turned pale immediately. He looked at the resentful dragon above the sky with disbelief, murmured.

"Its true spirit is clearly completely infected by filthy aura, and even the reincarnation, even the human body, or the cultivation of a ghost immortal may be deprived. How could it still have the ability to interfere with reality?"

Listening to Wei Zheng's muttering, Li Shimin also felt something was wrong and asked Wei Zheng. "Love, what's going on? What does this mean?"

Listening to Li Shimin's question, Wei Zheng suddenly reacted and quickly turned around and shouted at Li Shimin.

"Your Majesty quickly leave here. The Dragon King of Jinghe is no longer the past. At this moment, it is very likely that it can directly take action to deprive others of their lives, or even contaminate the true spirit through the filthy aura."

Without waiting for Li Shimin to answer, Wei Zheng held the sword in one hand and pulled Li Shimin with the other to escape from the hall. He turned around and shouted at Qin Qiong and Yuchi Gong.

"Two generals, please do your best to hold this dragon of ancestral life."

However, facing these two generals whose blood and blood soared into the sky like wolf smoke and exuded an extremely sharp aura, the Dragon King of Jinghe endured the pain caused by the light emitted by the bald monk in white, and laughed wildly.

"Ah hahaha...get out!"

With the dragon tail of the Jinghe Dragon King swept, the two extremely majestic qi and blood, Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong, who were able to compete with ordinary immortal gods, were even bolted aside without even the power to resist.

"God helps me, Li Shimin! It seems that even God wants you, the guy who kills your brother, to be buried here!"

Before Wei Zheng could escape from the hall with Li Shimin and took off the escape technique, and the dragon body of the Jinghe Dragon King, which was flying away, circled and rolled down, and faintly blocked all the retreat paths in the hall.

As the situation turned sharply, even Li Shimin, who only knew about the things in the world of cultivation, understood that the crisis was approaching.

Unlike before, the Dragon King of Jinghe could only persecute himself by constantly entangling himself, using resentment and filthy aura and other existences to weaken his spirit and persecute himself.

Now the Dragon King of Jinghe is more like he has been completely resurrected, and he also has some kind of inconsistent power, even making Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong fight thousands of people and killing ordinary dragons have no ability to compete with each other.

"My life is worrying!"
Chapter completed!