Chen Yi's lips and teeth moved slightly, and he recited the sutra over and over again.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty..."

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."

"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither stained nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

"That's why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no thoughts, no eyes and ears, no nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound, no scent, no touch..."

"Bodhisattva, according to Prajna Paramita, the mind has no worries..."

"Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, Polo reveals the truth, Pāloṇṭhāna reveals the truth, Bodhisattva reveals the truth..."

Each word and sentence of scripture flows out like a clear and cool stream. Each word and sentence seems to have great supernatural powers.

In a trance, I could only feel the bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the golden light was scattered all over. The seductive thoughts and desires were melted away inch by inch, my chest was jumping around like an ape, and my mind, which was running wild and untied, gradually calmed down.

It was precisely by relying on this Buddhist scripture that he survived for several days in the Pipa Cave without being "eaten" by the scorpion spirit.

However, although the Buddhist scriptures are useful, they are not able to sit back and relax. After all, this goblin is known as a "sexual evil", and the seven-emotion flower planted in the cave can charm even the Buddha, let alone him?

He didn't know how long he could hold on, so he could only hope that someone would come to rescue him.

It's just that he was kidnapped and endured for so many days, but the damn Bi Ma Wen hasn't even seen a trace...

When Chen Yi silently recited the scriptures, the female demon was also secretly upset.

When the monk was kidnapped, he looked like a layman drooling over her lust and soul.

I'm so proud of myself, why is it that the Buddha reincarnated and reincarnated in ten lives, and he was seduced by her into five delusions and three ways?

Seeing how miserable the reincarnation of the golden cicada was, she changed her mind. After all, he was also the reincarnation of the Buddha. She had waited three to five days to play with him before enjoying him.

Unexpectedly, after just one day, this monk seemed to be a different person.

A person who was already fascinated by just seeing her turned out to be somewhat majestic. No matter how she seduced him, he remained calm and unmoved.

After a few days of this, she herself was made angry by the incomprehensible monk.

Anger arises from his heart, and murderous intent surges in his chest.

But when I think of this monk's tenth generation Yuanyang, and look at the monk's jade-like face that is the only thing seen in the world, I feel a little confused and fascinated, and I can't bear to part with it.

I just have to be more patient and struggle with him.

While she was thinking, the female fairy raised her pretty face and saw Chen Yi's lips and teeth moving slightly, murmuring, and said coquettishly: "Brother Yu, how many times have you recited the sutras in such a beautiful time?"

Chen Yi ignored the news and did not dare to listen or stop.

Even with the scriptures, the longing in his heart has not completely disappeared.

Not to mention anything else, even the Buddha could be shaken by the fragrance of the seven-emotion flowers around him, let alone him.

The succubus became angry and approached Chen Yi. She raised her pretty face, her beautiful eyes rolled around, and she exhaled like orchid: "Brother Yudi, you are so ruthless, am I not beautiful?"

Now Chen Yi's wisdom is as clear as a mirror, he can observe prajna, and he can faintly see the human heart. He feels the monster's anger. Although he doesn't want to, he doesn't dare to ignore the female monster too much, forcing her to become angry and cruel.

He reluctantly stopped chanting, but still closed his eyes tightly, lowered his head, and did not dare to look at her: "Female donor, please respect yourself."

"Cackle, cluck,"

The female enchantress burst into a sweet smile, which made her body tremble and her waist almost break. She also made Chen Yi laugh until his thoughts went crazy.

"What's the point of self-respect?"

The female goblin covered her mouth softly: "As the saying goes, gold is not expensive, but peace and happiness are worth more. I just want to form an alliance with my brother Yu, and have a golden marriage. Is it more important for me to respect myself?"

As he said that, he leaned down and climbed over again.

Chen Yi's whole body tensed up.

I wanted to push her away, but I was afraid of offending the female demon and killing her violently, so I didn't dare to push her. I could only close my eyes tightly for fear of getting hurt.

It's just that in the midst of the seven emotions and the fragrance of flowers, Chen Yi has a mortal body and a worldly mind. What can he do to resist this confusion and confusion?

He is usually considered a self-disciplined person and has relatively strong self-control. As a professional, he also has his own set of suggestive hypnosis to remind himself from time to time that he can always have a sense of clarity when facing temptation.

So, the result is that even though there are quite a few girls chasing him, including many with outstanding looks and good personalities, he is still single and has never been in love since he was a child...

But now he, the steely straight man, has met his match. How can a secular woman be on the same level as this goblin?

How can his so-called professional methods be compared to a method that can arouse boundless desires even when the Buddha's mind is dead?

Even though the gray screen allowed him to learn a miraculous Buddhist scripture out of thin air and achieve a state of enlightened wisdom and calm mind, Chen Yi's face was still red and he could only suppress his thoughts.

As a real man, he actually wants to obey...

What's wrong with the goblin? She's so beautiful, so much money!

But if he is greedy for this momentary happiness, it will not end even after death. There are still five hundred years of suffering in purgatory waiting for him!

Although I don’t know what the pain of purgatory is, aren’t there many legends about hell punishments? Tongues are cut out for lying, and knives are used for killing. He...

He has already imagined a certain scene:

A group of brats were guarding him, pulling his legs with bull-headed and horse-faced faces. The judge held a pair of pliers in one hand and a hot iron in the other, staring at him with a sinister smile. The Lord of Hell slapped the table on top of him: "Bold Silver Monk!"

Ugh~!

Chen Yi didn't dare to let her continue her charity, so he opened his mouth and said: "Female donor, the poor monk entered the Buddhist door. The four elements are empty. All the things in the world have long been given up. He only wants to save all sentient beings and escape from the sea of ​​suffering. No matter how beautiful a woman is, for this poor monk

As far as I'm concerned, it's nothing more than a pink skull."

"Oh? Since the four elements are all empty, why don't you dare to look at me, Brother Yudi? You said that you are all empty, but when I look at you, my eyes are empty. My eyes are not empty, and my heart is not empty. What a shame..."

The female goblin was not so easy to fool. She chuckled and said, "It's not empty. Brother Yudi, since you are facing four major difficulties, why don't you open your eyes and look at me? Why bother yourself?"

As he spoke, he raised his beautiful face and looked confused: "You want to save all sentient beings, am I not a sentient being? Tonight, just bring me to save the world."

Chen Yi's body tensed up, and he no longer cared about whether he would anger the goblin. He quickly gathered his mind, clasped his hands on his chest, closed his eyes tightly, and began to recite the scripture silently over and over again.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva...form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color...all dharmas are empty..."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, golden scriptures are flowing gurglingly, Sanskrit sounds are singing, and golden lotus shadows are blooming, and the light is shining brightly.

The spiritual platform suddenly became bright and clear, feeling refreshed.
Chapter completed!