sword from heaven

Chapter 91
"Thank you for the benefactor." The middle-aged fat monk Cheng Tong solemnly titheed: "It's not the benefactor, the old monk is in bad luck today."

Song Yunge said: "Is it Rumeng Dao's devil?"

"Exactly."

"It's a pity I couldn't keep them, Song Yunge in Tianyue Mountain!"

"It turned out to be the high foot of Tianyue Mountain, but the benefactor of Song Dynasty is full of evil spirits, so it's better to be careful."

Song Yunge frowned: "The master is also good at the technique of qi-watching?"

This old monk couldn't speak, and he was disappointed when he met him.

"When the Dharma arrives, we can naturally see some clues."

"Master, as the Four Spirit Guards of Da Luo City, how can I not kill people, I am afraid that the guards and army masters will have more evil spirits."

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Master, does the master have a way to relieve worries?" Song Yunge looked at Chu Xiaoyun: "My senior sister just lost her beloved and fell into a sea of ​​misery from which she cannot extricate herself."

"Everyone in the world suffers, and there is only transcendence." Chengtong shook his head lightly: "But ordinary people are often trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves, unable to escape, don't they know that the world is just a big dream, you and I are both in the dream, after waking up from the dream , it’s all empty after all.”

Chu Xiaoyun seems to have realized something.

Song Yunge's jaw dropped.

He has a deep understanding, looking back on his previous life, it was indeed like having a big dream, and after waking up, he has transcended it.

But you can't think like that while you're in the middle.

Senior Sister Chu is in deep pain and cannot bear it, I hope these words will touch her and weaken the pain.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Cheng Tong Gao proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Chu Xiaoyun's sluggish spirit was shaken, and the Buddha's name was like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning, which made her suddenly feel ethereal and transcendent.

Seeing that her expression gradually calmed down, Chengtong nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Song Yunge: "Does the benefactor Song have something to ask for?"

Song Yunge said happily: "I heard that Pudu Temple has the most precious heavenly heart pendant, and I really want to see it."

Monk Chengtong shook his head: "The Tianxin Pendant is the treasure of the town temple, I can't show it to Lord Song."

"That's really a pity." Song Yunge shook his head helplessly.

Monk Chengtong said: "Song benefactor is suffering from demons?"

Song Yunge nodded in recognition.

If you don't suffer from inner demons, why bother to look at Tianxin Pendant, this is something you don't need to ask.

"In this case, the old monk can pass on a scripture to calm the demons."

"Then I would like to thank Master, but I don't understand Buddhism..."

"The Dharma is profound, it is better for the benefactor to read more, it is beneficial to improve one's understanding."

"Then thank you, Master." Song Yunge smiled.

It's better not to talk speculatively with this old monk, but to talk less.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Monk Chengtong heshi, solemnly began to recite a Buddhist scripture.

Song Yunge listened intently.

220 four words, ancient scriptures, strange pronunciation, he was confused.

This scripture is not at all their common language, it is clearly a unique language.

"The benefactor doesn't understand, right?" Monk Chengtong said.

Song Yunge shook his head.

Monk Chengtong smiled: "Actually, I don't understand either!"

Song Yunge looked over angrily.

Monk Chengtong laughed and said: "The benefactor has saved my life from me, so I will repay you with a fountain, and I will pass on this scripture that I got from the ancient monastery to the benefactor."

"I have no comprehension of Buddhism, let alone this scripture, it is impossible to comprehend it."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you recite it three times, you will feel a sense of peace of mind, and you can see the supernatural power of this sutra."

You can meditate just by reciting, without even having to comprehend.

It's a pity that he has never seen this text, so he has no way to comprehend it, and he has given up his mind and didn't force it.

Buddhism pays attention to a predestined relationship method.

Since I met this Song Yunge and was rescued by him, I naturally have a predestined relationship, and if I seek the Heavenly Heart Pendant, then I have a predestined relationship with this sutra.

Fate gathers and comes, and fate ends and disperses. Follow the fate.

Song Yunge recited it once in a low voice, not missing a single word or sound.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Chengtong felt sorry again, for such a person, if he enters the Buddhist gate, he will be regarded as an eminent monk.

Song Yunge said: "Master, do you have the text of this sutra? I want to see it."

Chengtong took out a golden bay leaf from his bosom, and handed it to Song Yunge.

Song Yunge took it carefully, lest it break, it looked as thin as a cicada's wing and fragile.

It was only after I got it that I realized that it was an illusion. This golden bay leaf is extremely tough, even hard to hurt with a sword.

A sword is hard to hurt, so how to stab a word smaller than a sesame seed?
It requires subtle manipulation of pure vitality.

The man who pierces the scriptures must have at least the first level of Jianhou to reach such a level. Song Yunge thought to himself that it was impossible for him to do so.

He read it once, closed his eyes, and saw the appearance of golden bay leaves in front of his eyes, and every small word was clearly listed.

He opened his eyes and handed back the Bayeux.

"Thank you, Master!"

"If there is still something you don't understand, you can come to Pudu Temple to participate in the research together with the old monk!"

"If this scripture doesn't work, I will definitely go to Pudu Temple to find you, Master!"

"Just look for me!" Chengtong Heshi laughed.

Song Yunge looked at Chu Xiaoyun: "Senior Sister, let's go!"

Chu Xiaoyun rushed to Chengtong to tithe, and drifted away with Song Yunge.

"Namo Amitabha!" Cheng Tong paid a tithe, watching Song Yunge and the others disappear, with compassion on his face.

Such a fierce aura is really the reincarnation of a malevolent star. I don't know how many murders he will have to do. I hope this strange scripture from the ancient dojo can dispel his anger and make less murders. Then he will have immeasurable merit!

While galloping, Song Yunge recalled that Buddhist scripture, secretly happy in his heart.

He knows the scriptures well.

Momen Xijiangdao pays attention to artistic conception and wins with ideas, so Xijiangdao disciples are all good at Danqing and calligraphy, and draw inspiration from calligraphy and painting of past dynasties.

Zhou Xuanji is proficient in ancient characters, and he has painstakingly participated in research in order to understand the artistic conception from the stone inscriptions.

The text on this Buddhist scripture is Huangwen.

It is said that it is written by the ancient Great Phoenix Dynasty. The Great Phoenix Dynasty was at its peak, but even the most prosperous dynasty will eventually decline.

The Great Phoenix Dynasty has been wiped out and no longer exists, and even those who are not knowledgeable in ancient times don't even know the existence of the Great Phoenix Dynasty.

This sutra is called the Unborn Sutra.

What is non-birth? If there is no death, there is no life. If there is no life, there is no death. The unity of life and death can be called no life.

It looks like a passage of salvation.

However, the Sutra of Transcendence does not have the ability to meditate, so the Sutra of Wusheng cannot simply be called the Sutra of Transcendence.

He pondered carefully, sentence by sentence, and unconsciously, he headed towards another danger.

Chu Xiaoyun let him lead the way.

He immersed himself in the comprehension of the Sutra of the Unborn, and the more he studied it, the more delicious and wonderful it became.

Unknowingly, he had walked a hundred miles away, but he stopped suddenly, his face changed slightly.

They were passing an official road with small pavilions on both sides. At this time, a handsome middle-aged man sat in the pavilion, wearing a white robe with two white clouds embroidered on the cuffs.

The master of Yuntian Palace!

And at least the realm of Jianhou!
He secretly groaned, why did he meet Jianhou so easily, and he was also the Jianhou of Yuntian Palace.

Isn't this a self-inflicted trap!

What was even worse was that Luo Shiying was not with him, so he didn't know where he had gone.

He has a keen intuition, if Luo Shiying follows him, he can sense it.

Chu Xiaoyun also recognized the identity of this handsome middle-aged man, his body was tense, but his expression was very calm.

Now she is in a state of mind where she is not afraid of death, even wishing someone would kill her.

She just felt a little guilty that she was going to hurt Junior Brother Song.

She was about to speak, but Song Yunge stopped her with a wink.

That handsome middle-aged man was lazily propping his legs on the stone table, leaning against the red pillars of the small pavilion and waving his hands: "Come here!"

(End of this chapter)