Chapter 860: Golden Light of Merit, Mantis and Cicada

After the ghosts that evolved in the martial arts hall of Liuchen Temple appeared, they hid in all directions, constantly wandering around, and transformed into many phantoms. At first glance, it seemed that there were ghosts all around.

If you use the Netherworld Dharma Eye to observe it, you can know the true location of the ghost at a glance, depending on the amount of spiritual power. However, Wu Yi came here to practice the forty-word mantra. Once he uses the Netherworld Dharma Eye, he will subconsciously use the ability of the Netherworld Dharma Eye to devour souls, and then the purpose of training will be lost.

From time to time, ghosts suddenly appeared in front of him, baring their fangs and claws, looking extremely ferocious, with bloody eyes and fangs, and a heavy bloody breath, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

Wu Yi concentrated and calmed his breath, not afraid at all, recalling the scene when Mulian Buddha preached before, muttering something in his mouth, trying to simulate the voice of Mulian Buddha when he preached.

However, except for the faint sound of the first few words, Wu Yi could not make any sound for the following dozens of words no matter how he spoke, as if he was mute.

This was completely different from the scene Wu Yi simulated in his sea of ​​consciousness. It turned out that some things still needed to be practiced once, otherwise it would be a cursory glance and a way to fish in troubled waters.

May this merit be used to adorn the Pure Land of Buddha, repay the fourfold grace, and relieve the suffering of the three paths.

May all sentient beings in the Dharma Realm and those who are drowning in it all develop the Bodhi mind, and end this retribution body and be born in the Pure Land together.

This is the forty-word mantra passed down by the Buddha Mulian. Wu Yi's feet were full of wind, while he dodged the tricky and sharp attacks of the ghost, while he tried hard to recite the mantra. Wu Yi felt vaguely that the forty-word mantra, a total of eight sentences and forty words, might be able to evolve a magical power in each sentence.

Just when Wu Yi finally managed to forcefully recite the first sentence, "May this merit be used", Wu Yi's heart seemed to be purified, clear and bright, a sense of compassion emanated from his body, and a large group of golden light appeared around him, which was the merit golden light.

The merit golden light enveloped Wu Yi's entire body, forming a layer of armor. The ghosts pounced on it, and the sharp ghost claws fell on the golden light shield, leaving no trace.

Even when these ghosts touched the merit golden light, it was like ice and snow being burned by boiling water, dissipating into smoke, without any trace, and even unable to degenerate into yin energy.

The Buddhist practice is naturally good at restraining evil things. Wu Yi thought so when he saw the scene in front of him.

With this layer of merit golden light, Wu Yi seemed to have an invincible layer of armor, and he rushed towards his opponent. All the evil things along the way disappeared without a trace.

However, the ghost hiding behind him has not appeared yet, but has been constantly transforming into ghosts to consume Wu Yi. This can no longer be explained by fighting instinct.

The opponents who appeared in the martial arts hall naturally inherited and mastered many skills, and they were also very clear about the skills practiced by the disciples of Liuchen Temple.

This ghost must have seen that if Wu Yi wanted to maintain the golden light of merit, he had to recite the forty-word mantra all the time. Reciting this mantra inherited from the Buddha is extremely consuming to the mind and spirit, and it is absolutely impossible to last. In this way, the ghost had the opportunity to counterattack.

Wu Yi wanted to fight quickly, but the opponent caught his weakness and fought a war of attrition with him.

It is worth mentioning that in order to make the disciples feel a sense of crisis as much as possible, the battle in the martial arts hall will not end unless one side is defeated to "death". If you don't defeat the opponent, you can't get out of the martial arts hall.

It is also for this reason that some of the disciples of the Six Dust Temple lost so badly in the martial arts hall that the psychological shadow left behind accompanied them for the rest of their lives and restricted their subsequent progress in cultivation.

Wu Yi turned around in the space created by the martial arts hall, but did not find the real body of the ghost. Instead, he was constantly consumed by the ghost's shadow and fell into a passive situation of being beaten. His mind could still hold on, but Wu Yi wanted to lure the snake out of the hole. Since brute force was not enough, he used cleverness to break it.

Selling a flaw, Wu Yi deliberately made the spiritual machine run unsmoothly. In the process of chanting the mantra, there was also a slight stagnation, which made the merit golden light slightly dim at that moment.

This flaw was used, and as expected, it did not deceive the ghost on the opposite side. With the support of the real spirit of the cave heaven, it was only an hour of fighting. Even if the forty-word mantra was extremely energy-consuming, it would not be exhausted so quickly.

Wu Yi did not expect the opponent to be deceived, but he just needed to let the other party understand that he had already shown signs of not being able to hold on.

Next, this flaw lasted longer and longer, and the intervals became shorter and shorter. Wu Yi was like a skilled angler, waiting for the fish to take the bait.

But Wu Yi didn't understand that what he wanted to fish for was actually a man-eating shark.

A subtle murderous intent passed by, and before Wu Yi could react, the golden light of merit beside him was defeated. If Wu Yi hadn't quickly chanted the mantra to form a merit armor for himself, at this moment, Wu Yi might have been torn apart by this ghost.

After waiting for a long time for the attack, the ghost naturally couldn't give up its first move so easily. It laughed faintly, which was creepy. I thought it was just an ordinary laugh, but then Wu Yi found out that he was wrong. The ghost's cultivation was too strong to describe.

This laugh seemed to be some kind of spell that could summon the hellfire. The evil aura dimmed a little, and it had the potential to purify the evil spirits.

The ghost surrounded by karmic fire, with the power of hitting a cow from a distance, seemed to ignore Wu Yi's golden light of merit, and slapped Wu Yi heavily with its remaining strength of one palm.

Wu Yi vomited blood and flew away. It was because the golden light of merit was too close to his body, giving the ghost an opportunity.

Wu Yi rolled over like a carp, and he didn't care about his demeanor. He hurriedly dodged the fire from the sky.

For a long time afterwards, Wu Yi was chased and beaten by the ghost. Of course, if Wu Yi used his other knowledge, he would not be so embarrassed. Now he can only recite the first sentence of the forty-word mantra. His means are extremely single, and it is difficult not to be targeted and crushed.

This is the end of single means, so any cultivator should not go out easily if he does not have three or four means.

Even the sword cultivator who claims that the enemy can come with all kinds of methods, and I will go with one sword, there are many schools within the school, such as heavy sword, light sword, killing sword, extreme sword, and illusion sword. Many sword cultivators also practice various schools. Different opponents choose different ways to deal with them.

To really fight the enemy with a single means, it is because the gap between the strengths of the two sides is too large, and one force can break all methods.

Under the threat of "death", Wu Yi tried his best to recite the last few sentences of the forty-word mantra.