Chapter 800: The Supreme Secret Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra

Facing everyone's gaze, Cui Yu seemed to be a little shy as a young man, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, haven't you noticed that Weiwei has always been targeting people with high cultivation levels? The higher the cultivation level, the better they will be. Becoming a weird target?”

After hearing this, everyone in the venue was stunned. Then you looked at me and I looked at you. After thinking about it carefully, I found that it seemed like this.

Weird will only attack people with higher and higher cultivation levels.

Then the next moment, the expressions of the monks in Dalin Temple changed. You looked at me and I looked at you, and their eyes began to twinkle.

The abbot was also thoughtful when he heard the words: "What you said makes some sense. It seems that it is really like this."

The abbot looked at Cui Yu with his eyes, and a thought flickered in his heart. He felt that there was a loophole in Cui Yu's words. If Weird really acted like Cui Yu said, how could the ordinary people in the village die tragically?

But he didn't reveal it!

Because he is now the strongest person in Dalin Temple. According to Cui Yu, weird targets will fall on him. He is the weird target and puts all the pressure on his shoulders. This statement is beneficial to Dalin Temple. Stable. It helps those monks with lower cultivation level to suppress the panic in their hearts.

The current stability of Dalin Temple is overwhelming.

Dalin Temple became quiet again, and everyone was deep in thought.

Then the great monks looked at the scriptures on the Tibetan Dharma Realm in their hands, and for a moment they were a little distracted.

Cui Yu watched coldly from the side and could see clearly that these great monks had become obsessed and fell into a trap of blindness and blindness.

Cui Yu had seen the miserable situation of the villagers outside with his own eyes. If Weiwei only hunted people with stronger cultivation than himself, how could those villagers die tragically?

But human nature is like this. When people are in desperate or dangerous situations, as long as there is a glimmer of hope that is beneficial to themselves, they will hold on to it.

Cui Yu mastered the magical power of resurrecting the dead and was most sensitive to the life aura of monks. He suddenly discovered that the life aura in the bodies of several monks in the scene had actually aged.

"It's useless!" Cui Yu couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he saw this scene, and secretly admired the courage of these great monks.

The self-destruction of divine blood made it difficult to maintain youth, and several monks immediately aged, attracting everyone's attention.

The abbot's face changed wildly: "Nonsense! We haven't verified how that weird thing works. You have rashly abolished decades or centuries of hard work. It's just nonsense! And none of this has been verified. How can you Dare you do anything wrong?"

The monks who had abandoned their skills smiled bitterly and argued: "Abbott, I'm sorry, it's not that the disciples deliberately gave up on their cultivation, but when they were comprehending the Tibetan Embryo Dharma Realm, they tried to imitate the operation of the laws of the Tibetan Embryo Dharma Realm, so the disciples were not aware of it for a moment. , that’s why the divine power was abolished.”

The monk is quibbling, but the abbot of Dalin Temple has no evidence.

When the abbot saw this scene, he felt that the method Cui Yu said was not practical. If things continued like this, Dalin Temple would be destroyed before Wei Wei could take action. So he could only open his mouth to remedy the situation: "What Yuanjue said before was just speculation, and there are still flaws in it. If Weiwei really only attacks masters and only harms people with higher cultivation levels, then why are there so many people around Dalin Temple?" Will ordinary people suffer disaster?"

Cui Yu suddenly became unhappy at the side. He was very happy to see these monks abandon their cultivation, and quickly interjected: "Is it possible that within a certain range, only those with stronger strength will be attacked? The strongest If one dies, the second strongest will naturally take over, and if this continues..."

Cui Yu's words were like a spear, completely tearing through the psychological defense line that the old monk had just established for everyone, making up for the last flaw.

Everyone is not a fool. Recalling these strange attacks, from the beginning as an ordinary handyman to a disciple in the realm of magical powers, isn't it just a gradual process?

As Weird's strength increases, the monks he chooses to target become more powerful.

When the abbot heard Cui Yu's words, his heart suddenly thumped, and he turned to look at Cui Yu: This child is usually very smart and sensible, how could he cause trouble at a critical moment?

Facing the abbot's gaze, Cui Yu seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and quickly spoke to make amends: "This is just my personal speculation. Don't take it seriously. If my guess is wrong, all brothers will be in vain." If you lose your cultivation and strange things are really coming, wouldn’t you all have the power to resist?”

Cui Yu's remedial words made the old monk nod with satisfaction, feeling that what Cui Yu said was reasonable. With his cultivation level, he can still resist when strange things come to attack him. If cultivation is abolished, wouldn’t there be no room for resistance?

He was about to take Cui Yu's words and follow them, but who knew what Cui Yu said next moment made the abbot's brain congested:

"The weirdness is really too powerful. Although the strength of all the senior brothers is powerless to resist the weirdness, it is no different from abolishing the cultivation base, but you can still struggle. If you abolish the cultivation base, wouldn't it mean that you can't even struggle? All chances are gone?"

There was a hint of honesty in Cui Yu's eyes, and he raised his head to look at the monks, his eyes full of sincerity: "Although the strength of all the brothers is useless in the face of this weirdness, you still have some courage after all. "

After hearing Cui Yu's words, the faces of the monks suddenly changed. You looked at me and I looked at you, with countless thoughts flashing in their hearts:

"Yes, Weirdness is so powerful that even the Upper House can't do anything about it. Is there anything else we can do? Facing that powerful Weirdness, what's the difference between us and ordinary people?"

"Yes, my junior brother's guess is not bad. He, a mortal, can survive the strange attacks. However, we and others with advanced skills have repeatedly suffered horrific catastrophes. Do we need to state the facts?"

"Give it a try, there is always a chance. If I were weird, I would definitely attack the powerful existence and seize the powerful energy. The weak spirit is not troublesome enough."

"Yes, we cultivators look down upon the power of ordinary people. Now that the weird power has become stronger, what's the difference between us and ordinary people in their eyes?"

…

All kinds of messy thoughts flashed out in everyone's mind. Seeing Cui Yu who was still alive and kicking, everyone's thoughts became even more distracting.

Why is it that a monk with advanced cultivation died, but Cui Yu, an ordinary person with an ordinary body, is still alive?

Countless thoughts were flashing in everyone's minds.

Especially when Cui Yu, a living example, is placed in front of everyone, how can everyone not shake their will?

The abbot looked at Cui Yu and his head suddenly felt as big as a bucket. He didn't know whether what Cui Yu said before was intentional or unintentional. For a moment, he had no choice but to calm everyone down: "Don't be impatient. If we all join forces, we can still resist the weirdness for a while. As long as everyone works together, the weirdness can't do anything to us."

It's just that people in Dalin Temple are scattered at this time. How easy is it to gather them together again? The abbot's words of comfort seemed extremely weak.

The hearts of the monks were agitated, and they were not interested at all when looking at the secret technique in their hands that was usually invisible.

For the monks, this secret method of hiding the womb is a supreme secret scroll that cannot be read at all on ordinary days. Only the real core high-level officials of Dalin Temple can have the opportunity to understand it.

At this time, it is too useless for the monks of Dalin Temple to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily.

This supreme secret method is extremely difficult to comprehend, and it would take thousands of years to fully understand it. That monster is going to kill me out of nowhere, so how can anyone think about it temporarily?

The abbot looked at the agitated crowd, and a sudden and inexplicable despair emerged in his heart: "Is it possible that I, Dalin Temple, have exhausted all my energy?"

Cui Yu ignored everyone in Dalin Temple. Dalin Temple was destined to be his enemy, and he was the kind of enemy that would never stop fighting. The worse Dalin Temple was in trouble, the happier he was.

Even the previous words were said by Cui Yu deliberately to shake the faith of the monks in Dalin Temple.

At this time, how can the monks of Dalin Temple still have the intention to understand the Tibetan Dharma Realm? Even if the supreme mantra in the past is placed in front of everyone, it is no longer fragrant now.

Cui Yu acted innocently, holding the scripture in his palm, staring at it and studying it carefully:

May I, like the Buddha of the third generation, decide to become the Enlightened One

Collect good Dharma and laws to benefit all sentient beings and have sufficient precepts

And these three pure and wonderful precepts, may I uphold them firmly

The wonderful Dharma of the Buddhas and the Sangha are protected by the Three Jewels.

In the beginning, the Three Jewels took me in, and I am willing to be born from the correspondence of all Buddhas.

…

Cui Yu silently recited the scriptures, and suddenly he felt something in his heart. His Mahayana Buddha Seal shone brightly in his soul, seeming to illuminate the world in all directions.

The countless texts in the scriptures were arranged in Cui Yu's mind, secretly arranged according to a certain pattern, and then under the guidance of the seal of Mahayana Buddhism, another scripture was formed.

As soon as the scripture was formed, it was directly absorbed by the Mahayana Buddha Seal. Then a ray of light spread out from the Mahayana Buddha Seal at the next moment. The light fell into Cui Yu's soul. At the same time, a message flashed in Cui Yu's mind: The Supreme Secret The Heart Sutra of the Tibetan Dharma Realm of the Tibetan Prajna Bodhisattva.

Then Cui Yu was stunned. He never expected that with the help of the Mahayana Buddha's seal, he had already mastered this supreme magical power in an instant.

"This is a sealing secret method that opens up a void realm in nothingness. Once the mind is sealed into it, there will be no thought, the five senses are lost, the soul loses perception, and the mind falls into stagnation. It's not that time stops, but But it’s similar to the power of time standing still.”

"This is an immeasurable magical power. The strength of the magical power depends entirely on the strength of the caster's own power. As long as there is enough power, even a saint can seal it."

Cui Yu muttered.

But Cui Yu felt that even Buddha did not have that much divine power to seal the saint.

This is a skill with no upper limit. As long as the divine power can keep up, there are infinite possibilities for great magical powers.

Cui Yu put his hands in his sleeves and slowly closed the scripture in his hands: "It's really an incredible magical power."

Incredible supernatural powers.

Cui Yu carefully sensed this magical power: "This magical power focuses on depriving people of their five senses and thoughts. This void is not that void. It just uses the power of the underworld to separate the other person's five senses and body, completely losing contact."

Cui Yu found this magical power very interesting.

If you fight with someone in the future, once you seal the other person's senses, you will have more opportunities.

Time passed slowly, and the sun set soon. All the monks stared wide-eyed and did not dare to sleep, for fear that strange things would invade their souls, and they would die completely and pass away forever.

Perhaps this is the last time everyone is facing in this world, so no one will waste time sleeping and resting.

Moreover, everyone is a monk, and their energy and spirit are extremely powerful. Even if they don't rest for several days and nights, there will be no abnormality.

However, as night fell, a scream broke the silence in the darkness: "It's not good, Senior Brother Yuanrun has been invaded by something strange."

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly looked around, and sure enough, they saw black hairs growing out of a middle-aged monk's body.

"Senior Brother Yuanrun's strength is at the upper level in our Dalin Temple. As expected, the weirdness will only continue to attack the strong, and then use the body of the strong to massacre the weak." A young monk's voice was full of horror.

"You are so bold and evil, and you dare to act so arrogantly in my Buddhist holy land!" the abbot roared, and he made a seal in his hand. It seemed like a small sun was lifted by the abbot and fell towards the monk Yuanrun.

"Roar!"

The round facial features disappeared in an instant and turned into a faceless monster. Black hair grew out of every inch of skin on the body. The black hair instantly turned bright red. A roar blasted away the abbot's Buddha light. The abbot took three steps back with a look in his eyes. He looked at the red-haired monster in horror.

"Quickly change the Buddha's seal and suppress this red-haired monster." The leader of the Sutra Pavilion shouted.

Everyone hurriedly changed their chants and suppressed the monster. However, before everyone could suppress it, the monster committed suicide and died without giving everyone a chance to take action.

All the monks froze in place, and then another monk screamed, and his body changed.

Everyone hurriedly followed the sound and saw the head of the Sutra Pavilion who was presiding over the sealing formation. At this time, his face was ferocious and twisted, and red hair began to emerge from his body.

"Get out of here! Get out of here!" The voice of the leader of the Sutra Pavilion was full of anger and despair: "Get out of my body!"

The surrounding disciples who were sealing strange things under the command of the head of the Sutra Pavilion were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. They were all so frightened that they peed. Their eyes were full of horror and they looked at the head of the Sutra Pavilion in shock.

"Suppress me!" The abbot of Dalin Temple came back to his senses, with Buddha's light surrounding his body, and moved towards the head of the Sutra Pavilion to suppress: "Om Mani Padme Hum!"

The abbot of Dalin Temple finally used the six-character mantra, and saw the seal condensed in the abbot's hand. The seal turned into a golden rune and was suppressed towards the head of the Sutra Pavilion.

However, at this time, countless red hairs on the red-haired monster's body grew wildly, and he actually stuck the six-character mantra three feet in front of him. For a while, the two sides were in a stalemate, and neither one could do anything about the other.

"You must quickly condense the lion seal to help him fight against the strange invasion. Don't let the strangeness swallow up his will." The abbot of Dalin Temple's voice was full of anxiety.

Can he not be in a hurry?

However, at this moment, the abbot of Dalin Temple only felt itchy on his body, and red hair began to sprout under his skin.