Chapter 333 The Blessing Meeting Is Amazing 2

   Chapter 333 The Blessing Meeting Is Amazing 2

   Liu Shun never thought that before he returned to Yongxian County to let the Liu family taste the bitter fruit, Liu Sanniang became a spiritual person and entered the capital.

   These things are not the same as in his dream at all.

   It was clear that the Chu Yan in his dream was with the army, and he became the general of the King of Dingbei with countless military exploits.

   It was clear that Liu Sanniang in his dream had never married, and lived in that small place in Yongxian County all his life. He had never set foot in other provinces and died alone.

But now, everything is different, what went wrong, Liu Shun panicked for no reason, he was afraid that he could not be stronger than Liu Sanniang, so how could he get out of his breath, Liu Shun squeezed tightly. He raised his fist and lowered his eyes, covering all his evil spirits.

   It was ten minutes at noon, and no one was allowed to enter outside the Taoist temple.

   And within the Taoist temple, the prayer meeting has already begun.

   Nuo Da's hall is dedicated to many ancestors who founded the Poyun Sect. The golden statues enjoy incense offerings, and even the incense is an excellent incense.

   Above the main hall is a huge cauldron on which various exquisite tributes are placed.

Xuyue and Xubo in yellow Taoist uniforms looked cold, and Xubo walked to the center with a golden whisk in his hand: "Thanks to the admiration of the world, my Poyun Sect can be established for a thousand years. The abbot is praying for this year's blessing meeting, please accept the blessings together, and you can put some fine objects under the statue, and when the blessings shine, you can get blessings to keep your body healthy."

  People took out the objects they brought and placed them under the statues not far from themselves.

   Xubo and Xuyue waved their whisks: "For this blessing meeting, we invited the wonderful sound girl to sing."

  People are all watching Miaoyin attentively, waiting for her to take off her gauze hat.

And Miaoyin lived up to expectations, walked to Xuyue and Xubo, took off the gauze hat, she couldn't open her mouth before, it was Master Xuyue who gave her something and let her hold it. She knew it was a good thing, so she spit it out The foul-smelling dried flowers are in the mouth, and sure enough, the fragrance is very good, and all the foul smells are covered.

   Miaoyin's beautiful face is exposed in front of people, Miaoyin has a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, but there is no smile in her eyes, her eyes are cold, like an unattainable goddess.

   "Miaoyin is fortunate to receive this invitation, and I hope it will clear your hearts away."

  Miaoyin's voice is wonderful. Today, she is not as gentle as before, but with a bit of coldness. It can be heard in people's ears, but it is even more deadly, and people can't help but be obsessed with her.

  The third prince squinted his eyes, looked at Miaoyin's glamorous and cold expression, and an evil fire rushed to his heart. It seems that after today, he will spend some energy to coax this aloof beauty.

After all,    whispered softly in his arms, and he wasn't tired of it yet. It was right to spend some time coaxing, and he was happy.

Xuyue and Xubo waved their whisks, and Miaoyin also began to sing with their mouths open. Poyunzong has a prayer meeting every year, and there are also chants at the prayer meeting. Cooperating with the abbot, draw a blessing spell. This is a blessing, and all the blessings distribute to the people.

   Even if it’s just a little bit, people are very precious.

   Only the powerful can enter the hall, and ordinary people can only wait outside. The fine things they use to pray are placed in the hall, and they are sent one by one after being blessed.

   In previous years, people used to listen and talk, but this year, when the first sound came out, people became quiet.

  The people who couldn't get in were all intoxicated by the artistic conception of this singing, and they muttered to themselves: "What a big Bodhi tree, what a beautiful goddess, her dancing is so beautiful, she came to bless us..."

In the    hall, many people were immersed in the divine sound of Miaoyin, and people looked at her in disbelief. Miaoyin was fine, her voice was the most beautiful in the world, and she was a goddess.

   Those who had doubts, once again believed in the wonderful sound.

   And at this time, they heard a Sanskrit sound.

  Namo Amitabha Yedotagadaye

  Duodiyeta Amitabha

  Ami duo siddhampopi

  Amitabha

  Amihudo Vijalando

   Gami Gagana

  Takaya Suopohe (Note: Rebirth Mantra)

  Liu Sanniang slowly walked towards the center, and the Sanskrit sounds were read out from her mouth. Her voice injected strength, disrupting the rhythm of the wonderful sound's singing.

  Miaoyin closed her eyes and seemed to be competing with Liu Sanniang. She sang hard and raised her voice, trying to draw people into her beautiful mood.

   But people covered their ears, and the wonderful singing voice, in their ears, turned into a roar of pain, so sharp that it seemed to deafen everyone's ears.

But Miaoyin did not find such a change, she was still intoxicated in her beautiful artistic conception, singing loudly, her sharp voice was like her strong ambition, and she was silently screaming and shouting 'Come on, give me strength power, believe in me, surrender to me'.

   "Damn it, is this voice coming from Miaoyin? This is her original voice, right?"

   "It's so scary, I feel that this voice has such a strong sinfulness, it seems to be pulling people into hell..."

   "Let her stop now..."

  People covered their ears in pain, but the voice of the wonderful sound was still pervasive drilling into their ears.

  Xuyue and Xubo were not feeling well either. Such a demonic voice was too damaging to their cultivation. They had to stop their practice and immediately sit cross-legged to consolidate their Taoism.

   Ordinary people find it extremely painful, not to mention cultivators.

   If the heart of the Dao is damaged by the voice of the devil, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the cultivators.

   Jing Mu and Jing Yun's expressions changed, and they all meditated to consolidate their Taoism.

  Jingyun spat out a mouthful of blood. He liked the wonderful sound in his heart, and the injury he suffered was undoubtedly fatal.

  Liu Sanniang's chanting did not stop. When her voice of chanting suppressed the voice of Miaoyin, people were relieved and felt alive.

  Liu Sanniang released all her power to isolate the hall, and the voice of the wonderful sound could no longer be heard, only the voice of her chanting scriptures softly.

  Miaoyin spat out a mouthful of blood, she opened her eyes and stared at Liu Sanniang: "Why don't you let me go, ah—"

  Miaoyin let out a sharp scream, trying to break Liu Sanniang's power, but her voice just hit the invisible barrier and disappeared.

  Liu Sanniang slowly walked towards Miaoyin, she walked to Miaoyin's side, Miaoyin stepped back, as if she saw a demon: "You go, don't come near me, just let me go."

Liu Sanniang looked at Miaoyin, she grabbed Miaoyin's hands, her voice was cold: "I let you go, who will let them go? Miaoyin, can't you hear, they are crying blood, they are crying in pain, you Can't you really feel it?"

   (end of this chapter)