Chapter 21 Abnormal Memory

Chapter 21 Abnormal Memory

The sound came out suddenly, and even Fang Lin was surprised, but it was just a surprise. Because he heard four words that should never have appeared in this place.

"Amitabha!"

Wherever there are people, there will be conflicts and fights. Since the beginning of history, the most cruel fights among human beings have been two things: one is the struggle for imperial power. In the face of imperial power, father and son, family ties, and kindness can be thrown aside. The second is the conflict of beliefs. Historically speaking, perhaps the number of people who have died in conflicts of religious beliefs is not the largest number, but the best outcome for those who are called heretics is to be tortured and burned alive!

At this time, the chanting of the Buddha's name that sounded in the Sanqing Temple was almost comparable to the significance of an enemy agent taking the Blue Sky and White Sun flag and waving it in Tiananmen Square in the 1950s.

Fang Lin just heard these four words and immediately came to three conclusions.

First, this monk is very strong... the Dharma is very profound. How can this kind of hardcore core that endures humiliation and lurks within the enemy without a few brushes?

Second, the process of killing the tiger spirit was probably witnessed by this person. He was only willing to come out to meet him after seeing something similar to a certificate of surrender.

Third, the monk knew that the front was very dangerous, which meant that he was probably well aware of the terrain and even some key parts here. This living map could save him a lot of trouble.

Fang Lin calmed down in his thoughts and slowly turned around. He saw that the person speaking was a very sloppy old Taoist. He was wearing a tattered Taoist robe and was watering fertilizer among the flowers. The old Taoist priest was very thin. The Taoist robe wrapped around his body was empty and seemed to fall to the edge. His hair was also gray, and he looked as if he could be blown over by the wind. Fang Lin knew that he was in danger at this time. , the mental detection was very familiar with the situation within dozens of meters around him, and he used mental scanning several times in succession, but he didn't find out where the old Taoist priest was.

The old Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said:

"The donor has such strong magic power, but if he comes a few more times, I, a lonely ghost, will not be able to survive anymore."

After hearing what the old Taoist priest said, Fang Lin's eyes lit up and he said:

"The appearances of the skin are all illusions of all sentient beings. The master's hard work is so hard to come by. Don't you know the master's name?"

The old Taoist priest had a very sad expression on his face and said:

"I have forgotten my Dharma name. For twenty years, evil spirits have been rampant, yin and yang are reversed, and black and white cannot be distinguished! Just call me an ascetic monk."

Fang Lin could tell at this time that the person speaking to him was not a human being at all, but the soul of a great eminent monk who died tragically in Zhiyuan Temple twenty years ago. I guess he had a very high level of cultivation, so even if he died, he would still be carrying him with him. A trace of resentment and paranoia possessed the body of the old Taoist priest in front of him, quietly lurking. The old Taoist priest was only controlled when absolutely necessary, so it was extremely difficult to be discovered.

Fang Lin said calmly:

"You must have witnessed me slaying the demon master just now. If the master wants to avenge the hatred of destroying the religion and destroying the family, please cooperate with me. The glory and prosperity of Buddhism will be just around the corner."

"Guangda and Prosperity. Hehe." The ascetic monk smiled sadly: "You said it lightly!"

Seeing that he clearly didn't believe his words, Fang Lin said coldly:

"Although there is a strong atmosphere of demons in Chechi Kingdom at this time, the root causes are all in the three demon immortals. As long as we kill the culprits and eliminate the root causes, then kill the foolish king and choose a wise king, and recall the five hundred Buddhist disciples who are slaves at this time, Just change this well-renovated Sanqing Temple into Zhiyuan Temple! It won’t take more than ten years to restore the old temple.”

The few words Fang Lin said contained three major events: massacre, annihilation of religion, and overthrow of the country, which many people may never dare to think about in their entire lives. They also contained a strong and bloody meaning in the ordinary. .

The ascetic monk recited the Buddha's words:

"The donor is so murderous."

Fang Lin said lightly:

"To subjugate demons, you naturally need to kill with thunder, otherwise it will be the disaster of death and destruction of the religion. You and the monsters have talked about compassion to the point where you are a lonely ghost. Haven't you learned your lesson? Even if you are willing to accept the status quo, you have to do it for those monsters. Think about the five hundred disciples who were called Buddha slaves and were tortured for twenty years!”

As soon as Fang Lin said these extremely lethal words with his poisonous tongue, the old Taoist priest immediately covered his head with his hands, with an expression of extreme pain on his face. It was obvious that his soul was in a state of excitement, and the surrounding flowers and plants suddenly became like the sea. The ups and downs, even Fang Lin in the distance, immediately felt waves of strong dizziness!

After a while, the ascetic monk finally closed his eyes and said calmly:

"Looking at your ability to kill the corpse-dissolving tiger spirit earlier, although it is already quite good, it is still a bit boastful to say that you killed the three demon immortals. You have to show the strength that can convince me."

Fang Lin said calmly:

"I am not here alone, but an elite sent by the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the East to secretly protect Tang Sanzang. I am just a reconnaissance scout in the team, and the real combat power is still at the mountain gate. These three demon immortals captured Tang Sanzang Tripitaka, we But we have to rescue him! If you are willing to help us, then we will naturally help you to support the sect. If you don't help us, then we will leave after rescuing Tang Sanzang. If you don't believe me, then just wait. Look at it in twenty years!”

The ascetic monk opened his eyes and said slowly:

"I can provide you with information, but it won't help in the battle."

Fang Linqing knew that this old ghost was definitely lying. If this ascetic monk could still survive in the human world for twenty years with his soul body, I am afraid that he is at least an abbot-level figure of Zhiyuan Temple. He has accumulated so many years of hatred and hatred. After the mana bursts out, you can imagine how terrifying it is.

However, he also knew that this ascetic monk was likely to be a very critical element for the weak team to complete the task. And our group came with an overwhelming advantage and still encountered such an internal helper. There is no doubt that the nightmare space is exerting its own subjective initiative. Strictly speaking, this ascetic can provide information to our group. People are afraid that they have reached their limit. If the soul of this plot takes action again, it will probably violate the rules.

"Okay!" Fang Lin said proudly, "It's enough if you are willing to provide information!"

The ascetic monk recited the Buddha's name and said calmly:

"What do you want to know?"

Fang Lindao:

"If you want to break through the Sanqing Temple, you must first break the terrifying array that combines the inside and outside. I have already deployed manpower at the outer array eye. There are two goals now. One is to find out the location of the inner array's Yin array eye. The second reason is that some traitors have appeared on our side and are hiding in Zhiyuan Temple. We must find them out before killing the three demon immortals. Otherwise, they are very familiar with our combat methods and will easily be seen through. danger."

The ascetic monk looked to the east and said:

"This is not the place to talk. Come with me."

He picked up the flower hoe, then lifted the dustpan next to it and handed it to Fang Lin as a cover-up, and led him to a garden shed that looked simple and neat. Fang Lin said straightforwardly:

"I'm afraid we have to hurry up. Once the monster tiger I killed is discovered, there will be no chance."

The ascetic monk said:

"It doesn't matter. The man you killed, Qing Lie, has a bad temper and has never been popular. No one dares to mess with him after he was reprimanded and came here. Now is not the time for fasting at noon. Unless something happens by chance, Otherwise it would be almost impossible to detect.”

Fang Lin's black flames melted flesh and corroded bones, but there was no peculiar smell, and it would not ignite other things. Therefore, after listening to the ascetic monk's words, he felt relieved and said with a smile:

"My luck has always been very good, so I feel relieved. Please tell me what you want to know."

The ascetic monk thought carefully and said:

"The position of the Yin Formation Eye you are asking about is not fixed. It changes with the twelve hours of the day. The calculation method is very complicated, and I'm afraid you won't be able to grasp it for a while."

Fang Lin smiled slightly and said:

"As long as you don't make mistakes, just explain the calculation method once."

The ascetic monk glanced at Fang Lin in shock, then lowered his eyebrows and began to recite:

"Yin and Yang are the way of heaven and earth, the order of all things, the parents of change, the origin of life and death..."

He recited it for eleven minutes, while Fang Lin was drawing something on the ground with branches attentively. When the ascetic monk finished reciting, he came over to take a look and realized that Fang Lin had already drawn half of the topographic map on the ground. It completely mapped out the area in Sanqing Temple that he had walked through before, and it was accurate.

The ascetic monk was stunned for a long time before saying:

"Since you started to get distracted while drawing the map, how about I memorize it again?"

Fang Lin said in astonishment:

"What are you doing again?"

Dervish monk:

"You...have you written it all down?"

Fang Lin smiled and said:

"There are 2,147 words in total. If you memorized the formula correctly, then the Yin Formation Eye of the inner formation is currently 170 meters east of the room where I killed Qing Lie."

The ascetic monk murmured to himself, and used a branch to write on the ground with some disbelief. When he raised his head again, his eyes were full of shock, so he quickly drew a complete picture of the Sanqing Temple on the ground:

"As for the traitors you are looking for, they are here. Although they are dressed like us, they have many more quirks, smoke a very special kind of cigarettes, and possess some Taoist skills. There are seven of them in total, and the leader That person has the same ability as you, but is weaker than you, because I was glanced at by him a few times the day before, and I also had the feeling that if I was hit by a wave, my soul would be knocked out of this body. "

The situation mentioned by the ascetic monk is clearly a mental detection unique to those with special mental power. Fang Lin narrowed his eyes, thought carefully and then sneered:

"Very well, take me to their residence!"