I Signed in at Shaolin for Ten Thousand Years

"Then what should we do?"

Su Cheng began to think about this question.

He didn't think about relying on the system anymore, but carefully comprehended with his heart, and used the Buddha of Infinite Light to understand the essence of the blood relic.

In the end, he discovered that within the twenty-four blood relics, there really seemed to be the power of "another world".

Twenty-four blood relics, each of which contains the origin of the blood ancestor and the original Buddha power of the "Buddha Light Relic" before being polluted.

"The Blood Patriarch can use a certain method to refine the Buddha Light Relic into an Asura Blood Relic, so it stands to reason that I can do the same."

"It's just that I haven't found the trick yet."

Su Cheng thought about it, and felt that this was the reason.

It seems that you should ask the blood ancestor.

So in the next few days, he quietly rushed to the stupa again.

Arriving at the ninth floor of the stupa, facing the black iron gate sealed by countless Buddha seals, he asked loudly:

"Blood Patriarch, little monk Fazang, came here specially to inquire about something."

The tenth floor of the stupa.

The moment Su Cheng entered the tower, the blood ancestor actually felt it.

After all, there is no Tathagata in the tower bound by the golden seal, he can observe with supernatural powers.

"What is this little bald donkey doing here?" Xue Zu frowned slightly.

Two months ago, the vision of the Buddha in Shaoshi Mountain shocked the Blood Patriarch a little.

He once suspected that it was Su Cheng.

So this time when Su Cheng came in, the Blood Ancestor immediately inspected him with blood eyesight.

However, after checking, it was found that this little bald donkey seemed to be only in the realm of "Arhat".

If you really have the power of the Buddha, you shouldn't hide it, just suppress yourself.

Therefore, the blood ancestor just glanced briefly with blood eyes, and then let go of his heart,

Did not continue to care.

Although he admits that he can't break the seal now.

But anyway, the little bald donkey couldn't kill himself.

Why should I have general knowledge.

It's just ants, just ignore it.

However, Su Cheng's next sentence made him almost vomit blood again angrily: "May I ask how did you pollute these twenty-four Buddha light relics with your own original power? I want to take these twenty-four relics Refining it to become a Buddha treasure, but I don’t know how to refine it. Please enlighten me!”

Blood ancestor: "..."

Little bald donkey! Return Lao Tzu's blood relic! !

The Blood Ancestor was almost in a moody mood and went mad for a while.

Those blood relics were all made by myself after spending a lot of time and effort.

It turned out to be good now, not only was he cheated away.

That liar, with his own things, came over and asked himself? How to refine it?

This is simply mocking!

Knowing that it is impossible for me to answer? But I came here to show off! !

Extremely hateful, extremely hateful! ! !

However, the blood ancestor still forcibly suppressed his anger.

After all, he knew that no matter how angry he was, he could only be incompetent and furious.

So forget it.

Let this little bald donkey be arrogant and show off.

He closed his eyes? No answer.

But what the blood ancestor didn't expect was that after a while, suddenly, bursts of Buddhist mantras were recited.

The thin voice buzzed in his ears like mosquitoes and flies.

The blood ancestor couldn't help but feel a little upset.

"This little bald donkey is cursing me? Could it be that he wants to curse me to death..."

"Hmph! Stupid!!"

"Even Bodhidharma can't kill me? Although you are powerful, are you stronger than Bodhidharma?"

"Unless you can call the Buddha who was born in Mount Shaoshi, otherwise, don't even think about killing me, Patriarch!!"

The Blood Ancestor is confident.

However, this scripture mantra really makes people dizzy and disgusted.

Blood ancestor wants to calm down? Use his magic skills to seal the five senses.

But for some reason? Even after doing so? The voice of the scriptures has already continued to sound in his mind? And, it is getting louder and louder...

From the beginning, he was just upset, and gradually he began to feel a headache.

The Blood Ancestor covered several of his ears with his hands, but the voice kept ringing.

"Headache... Damn little bald donkey? What kind of magic is he using? Does Buddhism have such a mantra?"

The mantra for Buddhism? It can be said that the blood ancestor has seen a lot.

But this has no real effect? ​​On the contrary, it is like a spell specially designed to torture people, which he has never heard of!

How did the Buddhist sect come up with such a special spell to torture people? ?

"what……!!"

The Blood Ancestor opened his mouth involuntarily, and exhaled in pain.

For a moment, the sound outside stopped.

Immediately, the little bald donkey's voice came to mind again: "Xue Zu, did you make some noise just now? Could it be... you want to tell me the method?"

snort! !

The blood ancestor snorted coldly, but did not continue to make a sound.

Just ants!

You continue to torment Patriarch me.

I will never make the slightest sound again!

He closed his eyes and allowed himself to settle down.

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of the spell continued to ring.

From being upset, he gradually developed a splitting headache, red ears, flushed face, swollen eyes and numbness.

But the Blood Ancestor really closed his eyes this time, gritted his teeth, and didn't make a sound.

On the ninth floor, Su Cheng kept chanting "Sakyamuni's Mantra of Reassurance", intending to put pressure on the blood ancestor.

However, apart from the initial cry of pain, no matter how much he read, the tenth floor did not respond.

"As expected of an ancient devil... Although he has done a lot of evil, his heart is also admirable."

Su Cheng couldn't help thinking.

"It seems that the refining method of the twenty-four heavens cannot be obtained from others. But, it's okay."

Since you can't learn it, create it yourself.

Anyway, the method of refining weapons was originally created by humans.

I have such knowledge, so many exercises and various materials.

He has the confidence to research it by himself!

However, even so, from this day on, Su Cheng would still come to the ninth floor of the stupa almost every few days.

And recite the "Sakyamuni Mantra of Peace of Mind" to the Blood Patriarch.

As for why...

Because, Su Cheng once again discovered a magical method to obtain merit...

That is, recite this "tightening curse" to the blood ancestor.

I don't know why, as long as I recite the mantra here, the tenth floor of the relic tower will continuously have merits and virtues, and strands of golden light of merits and virtues will condense into silk and fall on Su Cheng's body.

The number is actually quite a lot.

Perhaps this is because the Blood Ancestor has committed too many murders, and his karma and demonic obstacles have even become monstrous.

Therefore, even if he could "torture" the blood ancestor, he could gain merit from it.

And the power of merit can not only help to practice the "Mahayana Daji Jizang Ten Wheels of Reincarnation Sutra", but also has a significant effect on the "Infinite Light Buddha", which can be used to strengthen the infinite light that symbolizes Buddhism.

Therefore, it is impossible for Su Cheng to give up such a cultivation method.

And torturing a demon who has done many evils, he has always been happy to do this kind of thing, such as the "Yin Demon".

With each passing day, Baiyun Canggou.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. Su Cheng's cultivation has of course improved a lot. .

The words are divided into two parts, here, the Blood Ancestor will be miserable...

This thought lasted for ten years.

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