Chapter 112 112 Esoteric Buddhism Part 2

Chapter 112: Chapter 112

"Okay! I'll do it!" The man stared at the banknote longingly and greedily, and with difficulty turned his gaze to the statue beside him.

"Just worship? That's all right?" he asked.

"First worship sincerely, and then there is still a complicated process to go. I will tell you step by step." Zhang Rongfang said. "If it goes well, all the sacrifices will be finished, and it will be in the afternoon."

"I see." The man nodded, expressing his understanding.

He said that the money could not be so easy to earn. It turned out that there were still troubles waiting behind.

Thinking of this, he felt a lot more at ease.

After straightening out the old clothes on his body, the man walked to a meter in front of the statue and knelt down.

Then hand over, holding the yin and embracing the yang. Bend down and kowtow.

puff.

Knock.

puff.

Two knocks.

puff.

Three knocks!

Pooh.

For a moment a little light flashed by. The golden bead flew out from the statue's hand and sank into the man's forehead.

The shimmer seemed to be some kind of metal thing, extremely fast, like a bullet.

Even Zhang Rongfang couldn't react.

Only a thin trace was seen flashing past.

Startled, he couldn't help but took a step back.

'what! ? '

Surprised, he looked at the man.

"How?? Are you okay?"

The man knelt on the spot, motionless, as if stunned.

Between his brows, where the twilight had passed through just now, there was a little extra blood spot.

The blood spot is too small, comparable to the tip of a needle, and most people can't see it without looking closely.

"It's all right." The man suddenly came back to his senses, and slowly stood up.

It's just that his body was trembling, and sweat slowly dripped from his forehead, the sides of his cheeks, everywhere.

"You promised me the money." He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Zhang Rongfang.

"Definitely give it! Don't worry!!" The moment Zhang Rongfang saw the opponent's face, his heart stopped.

He took a step back involuntarily, not daring to get too close.

At this time, the man seemed to be normal.

But his face, neck, hands, scalp. As long as the skin is exposed, there are clear linear bulges.

It was like there were many tiny nematodes constantly swimming under his skin.

Sometimes raised, sometimes normal.

'What the hell! ? ’ Zhang Rongfang raised his vigilance to the highest level. Hands involuntarily hold the wish wheel on the back.

"Where's the money?? Where's the money you promised me???" The man stepped forward step by step.

"My wish. Money. Money money money money!!!"

The sanity in his eyes was fading, replaced by dullness.

The body movements are completely opposite, more relaxed and flexible than before.

He kept approaching Zhang Rongfang.

Take a sudden step forward.

puff! !

There was an extra pit on the ground, and the man was like a beast, rushing towards Zhang Rongfang fiercely.

when! !

When the two collided, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Even Zhang Rongfang couldn't help taking a few steps back due to the huge power, the wish in his hand trembled uncontrollably, it was obvious that he was attacked by surprise just now, and he responded hastily, with some excessive force.

And the gambler man on the opposite side was withdrawing his hand at this time, and there was a clear cut on the edge of the palm, revealing scarlet flesh and swimming silver metal filaments.

"Money, money, money, money!!" The gambler man rushed towards Zhang Rongfang frantically again.

He used all four limbs, completely wielding his body as a weapon.

The strange thing is that his hands and feet kept colliding with the wish wheel, but he didn't mean to be sawn off at all.

"God has granted my wish! I want money! Money! Money!!" the man growled, and his movements became faster and heavier.

Boom!

He had no skills at all, and was hit hard on the head by Zhang Rongfang's wish wheel, and fell to the ground.

But it was useless, he immediately got up again and rushed towards Zhang Rongfang frantically.

Time and time again, the man seems to have completely lost his mind in the end. All he knew was getting up again and again, and pounced towards his opponent.

Zhang Rongfang was shocked.

This man's speed and strength at this time are no less than that of a sixth-rank expert, and he is still improving.

The point is, this person was an ordinary person from the very beginning. He is still a gambler with relatively weak physical fitness.

At this time, he has become a master comparable to the level of breaking the limit of the sixth rank? ?

Even if he doesn't know martial arts tricks, his speed and strength can crush the fourth grade.

This idol. Simply.

when.

Zhang Rongfang retreated suddenly, the wish wheel held in both hands trembled violently. He was punched on the side so hard by the man that he almost fell out of his hand.

The opponent's speed and strength have increased again! ? ?

It was rank six, now at least rank seven! And it's still improving!

Zhang Rongfang was shocked and angry.

May the wheel quickly block in front of him. He can only block.

Although the man's moves were extremely poor, he just swung around randomly, but he was not afraid of chopping at all.

May the wheel hit him, it will only splash sparks and break the skin. The rest are useless.

Suddenly there was another muffled sound.

Boom! !

Zhang Rongfang took two steps back, his face became more shocked.

Bapin! !

This man did.

Before he could recover, the man growled again and waved at him.

This palm is actually faster than the last one.

Zhang Rongfang didn't dare to neglect immediately, raised his right leg, and brazenly used the limit-breaking technique with heavy steps.

One palm and one leg strike instantly.

Boom! ! !

Zhang Rongfang retreated a few steps, his face flushed for a while, and his right leg felt a little painful.

He was actually injured! ?

at this time.

Click.

The man suddenly maintained a gesture of raising his hand, and stood still for a while.

A trace of blood flowed from his eyes, ears and nostrils.

Plop.

The man fell to the ground without a sound.

Amidst a slight sizzle sound, it seemed as if the dry soil was suddenly nourished by water.

The gambler man's body slowly withered away, as if he had lost his supporting skin.

Zhang Rongfang stood there, out of breath, and felt a rusty smell in his throat.

He wiped the lower part of his nostrils and took a look with his hand.

is blood.

He was so violently beaten that he bled from internal injuries!

Glancing at the attribute bar, the life attribute has temporarily dropped by three points.

'What is that thing? ? ! '

He picked up a thick wooden stick and probed the gambler man.

The opponent didn't move at all, his flesh was like mud, poking a dent.

Zhang Rongfang went to see the statue again.

The stick touched lightly.

Crash.

The idol completely collapsed and shattered into a large amount of sand.

"It's gone??" Zhang Rong was stunned.

Standing where he was, he tested the man a few more times, and made sure that the man hadn't moved at all.

That's when I stepped forward to check.

The man's body was like a layer of human-shaped skin, the bones, flesh and blood inside were all dissolved into mucus and mud.

Zhang Rongfang grabbed the opponent's hair with one hand, like grabbing a human-shaped balloon filled with water.

‘Is this the reason why Lingting has been strangling secret religions? '

Such a powerful lethality, just an ordinary person can explode at a speed and strength that would hurt him.

Without the coordination of moves, random fighting can injure him.

The man's estimated level of improvement has reached the ninth rank.

A mere statue can actually elevate an ordinary person to rank nine in an instant

No wonder Lingting is so vigilant.

If it is replaced by a martial artist with a stronger physique to worship, the power

Zhang Rongfang didn't dare to think about it at all.

He carefully collected the fine sand that the idol was broken into and packed it in a bag.

Then he dug the corpse and buried it, and then quickly left the place.

Not long after he left the woodland.

A tall figure wrapped in a gray cloak slowly appeared at the location where the statue collapsed.

He squatted down, dipping his hands in a little bit of invisible dust scattered on the ground.

"People who are not from the imperial court. The idols are used up. But what about people??"

Another man in gray robe who was dressed like him also came out of the nearby forest.

"It's fine if you can't find it. It looks like it didn't work. Let's go."

"Um."

The two didn't look any more, got up and left quickly.

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Pingya Temple.

Stacks of intelligence documents kept being put down from Zhang Rongfang's hands.

He was quickly searching for a lot of information about the idol, the Holy Court, and secret religion.

Since no direct information can be found, what about indirect information?

Let him understand the situation of the idol.

Esoteric religion, Lingting, these are probably hidden behind this world, something deeper.

Esoteric religion has such troublesome things as gods.

Then Lingting must have an equivalent confrontational thing.

Reminiscent of the fragments of the shattered idols.

Zhang Rongfang seemed to have some guesses in his mind.

‘Since the statue is broken and reassembled, it can still have such a strong effect, then, if it is intact, will the effect be stronger? In other words, there will be no such serious side effects? '

At this moment, outside the main hall, a figure quickly entered the door, and quickly knelt down on one knee towards Zhang Rongfang.

The figure is wearing the same black mask, but there is no white mark between the brows that resembles the three eyes.

"Master Baiying, there is an urgent message from Fucheng!"

"Bring it up." Zhang Rongfang put down the text and turned around.

Someone brought up a special bamboo tube.

After cutting the sealing wax and pulling out the plug, Zhang Rongfang quickly poured out a small roll of paper from the bamboo tube.

Unroll the paper roll.

'A esoteric scripture appeared near Tanyang City, find it, or find the person who obtained it. ——Red Spirit. '

The chief person in charge of Fucheng is Hong Ling.

Zhang Rongfang has seen the overall structure of the Golden Wing Tower and knows the identity of this red spirit.

just esoteric scriptures

Could it be that piece of yellow cloth?

"Go down." He waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to go down.

"yes."

Watching subordinates go out.

Zhang Rongfang recalled the strange situation that happened before.

Combined with the command task from Fucheng, this task has a mandatory mark, which means that it is a fixed task that he needs to complete this year.

'It seems that this matter is bigger than I thought. Many people know about my collection of god statue parts.

But no one knows about the yellow cloth I got. It must be kept strictly confidential. '

Putting down the Fucheng order, he continued to read the information.

Before he found out what the esoteric scriptures were, he had to keep it a secret, and no one would know the yellow cloth he got.

"Yes!"

Suddenly Zhang Rongfang's hand trembled, and the piece of information he just got almost made him fall from his palm.

In this information, it is mentioned that in ancient books, there are recorded cases of worshiping esoteric gods.

'.Worshipers will often fall into insanity, and the sect calls it baptism.

If you can pass the baptism, you will become a spirit channel and a servant of God for the rest of your life.

If it cannot pass, the potential of the whole body will be stimulated and exhausted. After dozens of breaths of madness, the flesh and blood will fester and die.

In the autumn of 1124, Lingting announced the establishment of Jixian Academy, publicly confirmed Mingjiao, and abolished esoteric baptism.

In the spring of 1125, the big and small esoteric sects collapsed, and the remnants were wiped out on a large scale.

In 1126, the Jixian Academy was upgraded, and it was designated to be in charge of all affairs of Taoism in the world. And supervise all the affairs of the Esoteric religion, so far, there is no trace of the remnants of the Esoteric religion.

In the autumn of the same year, the Jixian Academy issued a decree: no one should investigate matters related to Esoteric Buddhism. '

Although this information is not very detailed, it probably allows Zhang Rongfang to understand the relevant records.

At the bottom, there is another line of instructions.

It is about the source of the esoteric scriptures. The writing on the esoteric cloth is a kind of ancient writing called Suowen.

Not many people in Tan Yang understand this kind of writing.

There are three names listed on the information, all of whom are people who understand Suowen.

Keeping the name in mind, Zhang Rongfang looked again, the provider of this information - Xiong Wuye.

Then it was thrown into a burning brazier nearby.

The task of the Golden Wing Building, the importance attached by the Lingting, the strangeness of the statue, and many signs made him understand that this matter is over for the time being.

We can no longer investigate openly, we must slowly and secretly understand.

'It just so happens that my life attributes are still accumulating, let's see when I can break through the limit and reach the ninth rank.

In addition, this kind of lock text, you can also try to find someone to learn it first. This Xiong Wuye could transfer him here and ask him carefully. '

As for the official aspect, after he applied for the second time, he was already able to transfer back to the Palace of Mirrors, so there was no need to worry about his appointment.

Just find a transition first.

The key now is not to let people know that he is secretly investigating matters related to secret religion.

The traces of the past should also be cleaned up one by one.