Taoist endowment

Chapter 22

Under the admiration and astonishment of all the monks, the disciples of Xianyun ate their dinner, because they did not eat well at the roadside tea house at noon, and seeing that the fast food in Amitabha Temple was rich at this time, so they ate a little too much for this meal Some, I ate up the daily rations of dozens of monks in the temple
Fortunately, Nie Wanniang just ate a few mouthfuls of vegetarian dishes and drank a few sips of tea, which somewhat saved Xianyun Temple's face.

At the third quarter of the unitary hour, Master Kuyue forced himself to suppress the sadness in his heart, and gathered a group of Xianyun disciples in the hall. The bitter moon at this time is different from the daytime, and there are many eyes in the eyes that are still calm even though they are seriously injured during the daytime. It was a bit miserable.

Without waiting for Nie Wanniang and others to inquire, he had already let out a long sigh, and faintly talked about the past in his recollection.

Since ancient times, Tiannan Martial Arts has rarely had the most powerful fighters. In the generation of Ling Yuanzi and Kuyue, there are only eleven or two fighters who have reached the peak. They are the so-called masters of the heaven list.

However, this spiritual ape has a delicate mind, and always feels that there is still a high place beyond this extreme. Since he became the No. The saying of "there is a land of immortals in the north of Cangshan Mountain" should be true, and there should be an opportunity for warriors to break through to the top.

He is not alone, he gathered a few close friends together, and after expressing his thoughts, he got the support of everyone.Among them, except Kuyue, who had to go back to sit in the master's gate because of his teacher's fate, the rest were willing to accompany Ling Yuanzi to the mysterious fairyland.

Kuyue has also been fascinated by that "fairyland" for a long time. Although she couldn't go because of her master's death order, she told everyone about the secrets that were passed down from her ancestors and were strictly forbidden to be passed on to the outside world.

It turns out that among the several long-established sects in Tiannan Wulin, each has some secrets that have been handed down. Among them, there are always some convincing but unbelievable records about immortals. The monk once left a story of encountering a fairy Buddha.

The Buddhist monk of Guangyuan has a firm heart. He became a monk when he was young. He has great perseverance. After he became a monk, he kept studying Buddhism.With the deepening of the Dharma, Yu Wu Dao has been brave and diligent. After years of study, he has practiced several kinds of magical skills in the Amitabha Temple. ", as well as the Buddhist body method "Bodhi Walking" that can ride the waves, etc., and is known as the only great achiever who has integrated Buddhism and martial arts in the past 300 years of Zen Buddhism.

This Guangyuan has no other concerns and is not disturbed by the disputes between the rivers and lakes. He only studies Buddhist principles and polishes martial arts in the thatched cottage in the back mountain. However, as the time goes by, Guangyuan feels more and more like a glistening insect fire, unable to see the sun and the moon, so he goes down the mountain alone. Practice the method of the ascetic monk in order to get something.

One day, when monk Guangyuan was walking on the wilderness west of Tiannan Kingdom, in order to save a group of merchants, he encountered a group of Northwestern wolves.Guangyuan monk has a compassionate heart, and he will not kill the man-eating wolf, but in the eyes of the wolves, it doesn't matter whether you are an eminent monk or a two-legged sheep, you can only eat you with blood.

Unable to stop fighting for a while, Guangyuan led the wolves to fight and walk away, fleeing to the depths of the wilderness as a last resort.

But monk Guangyuan used his body skills to run for seventy or eighty miles, and only at night did he get rid of the group of killers with a keen sense of smell.

He lost his dry food and water bag when he was fighting with wolves in the daytime. At this time, he was hungry and thirsty, and he didn't care about being tired. Taking advantage of the moonlight, he wanted to find some berries on a steep hill ahead to satisfy his hunger.But he didn't know that his panic and desperation gave him the chance to meet the Immortal Buddha!
Monk Guangyuan searched all the way up the mountain, and he found several wild fruits, but the few fruits were not enough to fill his stomach, so he could only continue to search upwards.This hill is not more than a hundred feet high, although it is steep, how can it stop the footsteps of a top expert.

Just when he was about to climb to the top, there was a strange fragrance, and monk Guangyuan's stomach gurgled, and he couldn't help moving his index finger.

Exercising lightness kung fu, he climbed up to the top of the mountain, and saw a solitary brown small tree standing on the bare part of the mountain. The small tree was no more than five feet high, with thick and thin arms, and there was not a single leaf, only hanging from the branch of the main branch. A faint blue fruit that seems to have just ripened, the fruit is the size of a fist, and a tangy fragrance is coming from it.

Monk Guangyuan was already very hungry, but now he only had strange fruits in his eyes, and he walked forward stupefiedly with saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, pulled off the fruits and put them to his mouth.

At this moment, suddenly a Buddha's cry came: "Amitabha!"

This sound was like Hong Zhong Da Lu's head shaking, Guangyuan monk immediately became alarmed, his eyes became clear again, he couldn't help shaking when he looked at the fruit in his hand, his back was immediately wet with cold sweat, he raised his hand and threw the fruit away go out.

A gust of wind blew by, and there was an old monk with white eyebrows in front of Guangyuan. The old monk had kind eyebrows, kind eyes, and face like a baby. He wore a purple monk's robe and covered his body. There is a blue and shining fruit, but it is not the one that Guangyuan threw out just now.

When Guangyuan saw that the person who came was also a monk, he immediately felt very kind, not to mention that this senior had just woken him up with great supernatural powers, otherwise he might have already learned the way of the fruit. will be better.

At this time, seeing the old monk looking at him with compassion on his face, he hurriedly stepped forward to perform the ritual of thanks for Buddhism.

The old monk looked at Guangyuan for a while, nodded in satisfaction, and said: "There is no need to be too polite." With a wave of his sleeve, two extra futons appeared on the ground out of thin air, and then he invited the shocked Guangyuan to sit down and discuss the Dharma.

The mountain breeze is coming slowly, the sky is full of stars, and the moon is like a hook.

It was night, and Guangyuan's Zen mind fluctuated like a mess, from shock to ecstasy, then from ecstasy to sorrow, and finally turned into numbness.

It turns out that this land in the south of the sky is actually the place of chaos and poison in the mouth of the immortal Buddha, and it is the "poisonous land" in the eyes of practitioners.

It is because the aura in the south of Da Cang Mountain has been mixed since ancient times, the aura of the five elements is entangled and cannot be separated, and some chaotic aura is mixed in it, making it impossible for practitioners to absorb and refine.

If it’s just that you can’t absorb spiritual energy, it’s fine. Thousands of years ago, there was a rich and powerful practice sect who didn’t hesitate to supply spiritual stones, and also established several branches here. After all, although Tiannan is barren, it has a vast territory and a population of tens of millions. , it may not be impossible to find some seedlings with excellent spiritual roots to enrich the school's background.

Unexpectedly, after some investigation and selection, all factions were extremely disappointed.

Among the mortals in Tiannan, there are many people with spiritual roots, one or two out of a hundred people, which is much better than the situation of picking one out of thousands of miles north of Cangshan Mountain.

It's a pity that all the people with spiritual roots here are not immune to the infestation of the mixed spirit of the five elements, and their spiritual roots are all inferior spiritual roots with all the five elements. , Ten years may not be able to reach the initial stage of Qi training.

Disappointed, the factions withdrew their masters one after another, leaving only some monks who didn't like disputes in the practice world or were greedy for the world of mortals to stay.

At the beginning, the monks who stayed in Tiannan were happy because the sky was high and the emperor was far away, and there were a lot of spiritual stones from the sect for practice. Naji concubine, happy and happy.

But after a long time, the monks who stayed in Tiannan discovered to their horror that although they only used the spiritual stones provided by the sect for their daily practice, their own spiritual roots were also polluted by the five elements of the Tiannan land for a long time, and they were forced to die. The grade has fallen!
For a moment, the cultivators of the several factions were all terrified, and fled Tiannan as if desperately fighting for their lives. How could they care about the beauty of Qing Zi Zi and concubines.After all, the spiritual root is the foundation of everyone's practice and the foundation of enlightenment. Who would ruin their own future for a place of no fame?

So the "poisonous land" is only said to spread more widely, and no monk has dared to step on the land in the south of the world for thousands of years.

The old monk said bluntly that he saw that Guangyuan's strength was about to touch the threshold of Qi training, but it was a pity that it was extremely difficult to step into it.The purpose of the old monk's adventure to set foot in Tiannan this time is to collect the "blue crystal fruit" in the bowl and enter the alchemy.

Today, he met Guangyuan here, which can be regarded as a fate. Seeing Guangyuan's longing expression, he couldn't bear it, so he taught him a formula, and gave him hundreds of spirit stones, hoping that he would flourish in the world of Buddhism.

Guangyuan received a generous gift, and the only way is that his practice is hopeful, and he immediately beamed with joy.The white-browed old monk glanced at Guangyuan with a happy face, sighed and got up slowly, and sang: "Amitabha! All living beings are suffering, I hope my Buddha is merciful!" After that, the clouds under his feet drifted north.

The Guangyuan monk's various activities since then will not be mentioned.

Shan Shuo Ling Yuanzi and others were all dejected after hearing Kuyue's narration.It turns out that Tiannan they are in is just a "poisonous land" in the eyes of cultivators. It's a pity that people like themselves sit in a well and look at the sky with arrogance, and now they know that there are heavens and people outside the sky.

After a long silence, Ling Yuanzi stood up suddenly, with firm eyes and said in a long voice: "Since that's the case, then we'll have to go to the other end!" Seeing his solemn and firm tone, everyone agreed and set a date for the trip.

On the eve of his departure, Ling Yuanzi and other friends insisted on dragging him to get drunk despite Kuyue's Buddhist discipline. This weeping man is our drunken Master Bitter Moon.
Kuyue knew that Ling Yuanzi and others insisted on going north this time. Although they had plans to find opportunities to improve their martial arts cultivation, more importantly, they wanted to break out a way out for the descendants of the southern martial arts. Therefore, I admire the old friends even more in my heart.

It's just that I didn't expect that after this farewell, all the old friends would have no news for more than [-] years, and when they heard the news of the old man again, they would be separated forever.
At this point, a generation of eminent monks, Master Kuyue, sobbed like a child, and all the monks in the hall felt sad when they heard it.But Xianyun's disciples raised their heads one by one at this time, straightened their bodies, their eyes showed yearning and admiration, and they all cheered for their ancestors in their hearts!
After sighing like this for a long time, seeing that Master Kuyue had no intention of continuing to speak, Nie Wanniang and the others all bowed out and went back to the guest room to go to bed. However, except for Cheng Shi who could still sleep peacefully, the rest of them stayed up all night. , I am worried about the safety of my master in my heart, the fairy land, the practice world
The noise of the cicadas that night disturbed the slumber of many monks.

　I have something to do to sign a contract today, and this chapter may be the end. I look forward to your recommendation, collection, and investment.

　　


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