A Dream of Transmigration

Chapter 27

Lin Feifei was a little confused and tentatively asked, "Hey, what's wrong?"

The mad monk continued muttering to himself, seemingly oblivious to her words.

She reached out and tapped his head again:

"What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, the mad monk's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted, "Good!"

His sudden outburst startled Lin Feifei. Had he been knocked senseless? She had been so gentle…

"Hey, crazy monk, wake up! Are you really going crazy?"

"As expected of Ji Gong, the enlightened monk, I am here wherever there is injustice," the mad monk suddenly stood up, put his palms together and bowed to her, "This humble monk thanks the young Taoist priest for his enlightenment."

After saying this, he burst into laughter again, seemingly overjoyed: "Wherever there is injustice, there I will be. To help others, one must first help them; only in this way can Buddhism shine brightly in the world."

"It's huge!" Lin Feifei kicked him, stammering in horror, "You...you...you look!"

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The silver ring that had been revolving around the two of them had somehow moved off the ground, and the three glowing wooden beads had also left the ground, floating restlessly in mid-air, seemingly still slowly rising.

Outside the silver circle, nothing could be seen except for the white mist; even overhead was a vast expanse of white. The white mist continued to crash and squeeze the circle like towering waves, seemingly trying to compress and engulf it.

The mad monk's expression immediately changed. He stood with his palms together, focused, and began chanting the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra, a supremely powerful Buddhist mantra.

Gradually, the silver ring began to slowly sink...

The white mist suddenly stopped its fierce attack, only surging in waves, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, as if it were playing a joke on the circle, playing a game of "cat and mouse".

Sure enough, sweat began to bead on the mad monk's forehead. He knew it was a prank, but there was nothing he could do. The mad monk could afford to play such a game, but he couldn't. Once the prank was over, their lives would be in grave danger.

Although Lin Feifei didn't understand the connection, she knew the situation was urgent, which is why she remembered her magic.

After thinking for a moment, she immediately took out four yellow talismans from her bundle, placed them on the ground in front of her, and began to sit cross-legged, forming hand seals and chanting incantations.

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"...Lord Laozi, please grant this command! Hurry!"

The four talismans remained lying quietly on the ground, motionless.

The mad monk stared at her, his eyes wide.

Lin Feifei gave an awkward laugh, then coughed twice, feeling incredibly frustrated. She had embarrassed herself! What went wrong? She had clearly practiced this incantation just before coming down the mountain.

Who knew that the moment the mad monk was distracted, the white mist immediately swept over everything, and the silver ring was quickly lifted up, now higher than his head.

The mad monk was taken aback and quickly gathered all his magical power to chant a spell.

Time is of the essence, what exactly happened?

Lin Feifei slapped her forehead in frustration, finally remembering, and exclaimed, "Oh no! I shouldn't have called it Laozi, it's the Jade Emperor! What kind of divine weapon is this that only obeys the Jade Emperor!"

It's all my fault for watching too many movies in the past; I accidentally blurted out "Taishang Laojun ji ji ru lü ling" (a phrase from a Chinese poem).

She immediately gathered her spiritual power and prepared to perform hand seals and chant incantations.

But then, at the very moment the spiritual energy gathered—

Before my eyes, a bizarre scene unfolded.

Amidst the vast sea of fog, several leaves sprouted rapidly, like a fast-forwarded scene from the documentary "Man and Nature"!

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The leaves are long, green, and translucent, like jade carvings.

After a while, the slender, glistening green leaves gradually unfurled, supporting two or three blooming flowers.

White, and enormous.

Exquisitely beautiful, elegant as a poem, noble as jade.

There is absolutely no flower more captivating than it!

In an instant, the jade-like petals seemed to come alive, swaying and moving. Long leaves slapped against the white mist, as if floating on a vast, misty sea, riding the waves and closing in on her.

How beautiful! What kind of flower is that?

Before she could even process what was happening, the dark purple stone that had been dormant on her chest suddenly seemed to awaken, emitting dazzlingly bright purple light, and a strong sense of pressure suddenly assaulted her chest.

Lin Feifei felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and a sweet taste in her throat, and then she involuntarily slumped down.

In the instant he lost consciousness, he vaguely heard a few crackling sounds, as if something had exploded, mixed with the mad monk's horrified voice—

"Worshiping the Moon, Pure Heart Orchid Soul!"

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"I see it! It's an orchid!" Lin Feifei suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. "It's an orchid, you crazy monk!"

There was no response.

"Where am I?" she realized, looking around in surprise.