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- Fakong stood on the altar, folded his hands together, lowered his eyes, and muttered Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. The scriptures were mysterious, as if they came from the distant horizon.
Although it came from far away, misty and far away, but the voice was clear, and the sound was in my ears, but I couldn't make out what it was.
It's like speaking a dialect of some place, not official language, and the sound can't be heard clearly.
After a while, the voice seemed to change direction again, coming from the ground, the voice from under the Nine Netherworld.
For a while the distant horizon, for a while under the nine secluded worlds, are constantly changing.
Everyone was in a state of absolute calm at this time, and the previous mania disappeared completely, as if they were a different person.
They all wondered what the sound was.
Later, their gazes were tightly held by Fakong and they could not move away.
Fakong's body is slowly emitting white light. The soft white light is not only like moonlight, but also two points warmer than moonlight, more like the light emitted by suet white jade.
The soft white light surged more and more, Fakong was shrouded in white light, solemn and sacred, and the purple gold cassock was extraordinarily shiny.
The white light began to expand outward, slowly flowing away like water in a pond, spreading and spreading until it enveloped the entire wide field.
"Sovereign?" Ding Xingqing looked at Ning Zhenzhen.
Ning Zhenzhen nodded lightly: "It's casting the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra."
"You want to save them?" Ding Xingqing asked in surprise, "You want to save so many people at once?"
She had observed carefully just now, not counting the injured, there were at least thirty or forty people who died, and all of them were fatally wounded.
It's okay to save one or two people, but is it really possible to save so many people at once?
People's eyes widened in amazement, seeing the white light lingering around them, they couldn't help reaching out to touch it.
The warm and cool feeling came from the back of the palm, and it was indescribably refreshing, as if entering the spring water under the scorching sun.
"Can it really save so many people?" Jing Xiaomei said worriedly: "If Master fails to cast the spell"
She shook her head slightly: "Everyone will definitely blame him."
When they are saved, they will be grateful, but if they cannot be saved, that gratitude will turn into resentment.
This is the human heart.
Now I have gradually seen through people's hearts, and I am no longer as naive as before.
The human heart is the constant rotation of yin and yang, which is always rotating without stopping for a while.
One moment is sunny and joyful, the next moment will be dark and resentful, in short, it will never remain unchanged.
Ning Zhenzhen smiled.
Brother, how could it be impossible to do something?
As long as you make a move, you will definitely succeed, there are no accidents at all.
She looked at the spread of those white lights, as if they could recognize people, they passed over the injured and uninjured, fell on the dead, and began to condense on them, becoming more and more intense.
The sound of chanting became louder and louder, and the white light began to accelerate and condense.
The city guards and those who wanted to see Fakong all stared wide-eyed, lest they miss something in the blink of an eye.
After a while, the sound of chanting suddenly increased.
Dark clouds quickly gathered from all directions, piled up and piled up above Yongkong Temple, forming a towering giant peak.
The giant peak formed by the dark clouds seems to be pierced into the sky, leading to a higher place, which makes people unable to help being curious and admiring.
The huge peak formed by the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down at any time, and there was faint thunder and lightning, and occasionally a silver light flashed across.
People feel depressed and can't help but want to run away.
However, the white light surrounding them relieved their tension and depression, and everything around them was like a dream, as if they were in the world of bliss.
Some people look up at the sky, and some people look at the people surrounded by white light, feeling that their eyes are not enough.
Suddenly, their eyes dimmed.
Those white lights penetrated into the skin of the wrapped person in an instant, and disappeared almost instantly.
Lightning suddenly shot out of the dark clouds in the sky, and several silver lightnings pierced the dark clouds, brightening the eyes.
"Katcha!"
"Katcha!"
"Katcha!"
"Boom!"
"Boom¡ª!"
"Boom¡ª¡ª!"
Over the sky of Yongkong Temple, thunder and lightning flashed.
People can't help but close their eyes and cover their ears, but stare blankly, confused.??, which one does not tremble when it is mentioned.
And with the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra, the tragedies in this world can be avoided. How fortunate is this?
The Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra is related to the happiness of every family, and to your own destiny. How can you not pay attention to it?
Therefore, the reputation of the senior brother will increase explosively, and the prestige will also be unprecedentedly high, unmatched by anyone.
Although the Great Miaolian Temple is strong and the national teacher is also powerful, it is still far away from him, and it has nothing to do with his life.
They just admire from afar, but not so strongly.
But it's different for seniors.
Of course, there are completely different attitudes and enthusiasms for those who save themselves from suffering and those who can only look at it from a distance.
Ding Xingqing said: "But it's quite troublesome, senior sister, it's impossible for Master to stay here all day, right?"
"Won't."
"What if someone comes here every day?" Ding Xingqing said, "And casting the Ksitigarbha Kinabalu Mantra is also very difficult, right?"
"That's right." Jing Xiaomei nodded hurriedly: "Such a powerful Buddha mantra can reverse life and death, and there must be a price."
"There is always a way." Ning Zhenzhen said.
Senior brother will not do things that sacrifice one's life for others, there must be benefits, otherwise it would have been tightly covered and not leaked out.
Since it was leaked, it must be the brother who deliberately let people know.
Why is this so?
"It's here!" Ning Zhenzhen said suddenly.
Ding Xingqing and Jing Xiaomei hurriedly closed their red lips, looked around, and looked at the house that Ning Zhenzhen was looking at.
"Senior Sister," Ding Xingqing lowered her voice and said softly, "These guys are very treacherous and difficult to deal with."
Ning Zhenzhen looked at Jing Xiaomei: "Go and find the city guards."
"Yes." Jing Xiaomei replied solemnly, turned around and left.
After a cup of tea, Jing Xiaomei led eight city guards, all of whom were compact and half-disclosed, obviously top-notch experts.
They gave Ning Zhenzhen a fistful salute to express their gratitude.
All of us have been chasing after these murderers, but unfortunately these guys are too cunning, they ran away as soon as they smoked, and failed to catch them.
Sect Master Mo of the Jade Butterfly Sect actually caught up, which is like doing himself a big favor.
Although those dead colleagues have come back to life, but this revenge must be avenged. Conspiring to assassinate the city guards is an unforgivable crime.
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