nine coffins

Chapter 367

The mountains are green and the morning mist is like a dream.

When Amu returned to Mr. Mu's house from the back mountain, it was already dawn.

Mr. Mu is leaning on a cane, tending to his luxuriant peach tree in the small courtyard, with a happy expression on his face.

Although we already know that this small village is actually a demon village, but Amu's feelings towards Mr. Mu and others have not changed in the slightest.

But, Amu forgot to ask Shui Mei.How did this small village come into being, and why do these villagers only drink well water from the back mountain?Could it be that these monster races are all trapped here?
Moreover, these villagers don't seem to fully know that they are monsters, at least the tiger son definitely doesn't know that he is a tiger monster.

"Master Mu, good morning!" Amu greeted Mr. Mu with a smile.

"You're earlier!" Mr. Mu narrowed his eyes to look at the peach tree, which was covered with green and red peaches. "However, the morning air in the mountains is the best, and it's good to walk around!"

It seems that this old man thought that Amu got up early and went out, rather than staying overnight.Amu didn't know whether the old man Mu really thought so, or said it on purpose, but he didn't say anything.

A lot of things are just tacit understanding.

After breakfast, Huzi came to say hello, saying that he was going to build a stone house tomorrow and asked Amu to help.With the nine-day agreement with Shui Mei, Amu was about to stay here for a while, so he naturally agreed.

In the afternoon, Amu went to the back mountain to cut off the rattan at the mouth of the ancient well.It turned out that the cane cut off by Amu yesterday, although it did not recover.But there are new rattans, covering the wellhead.Amu couldn't help being amazed.

There are tens of thousands of spells in the Three Realms, even if they are gods, it is difficult to see them all.However, probably the highest state of the technique is that every plant and tree can become a technique!
The next few days were relatively uneventful.

During the day, Amu spent most of his time helping Huzi transport bluestones and build houses.The vines of the ancient well in the back mountain will be restored every day, and Amu will be cut off every day.

Amu also tried to break those vines with an ordinary hatchet and wrist strength, but the vines were not damaged at all, only the dagger went up, and it broke with a light cut.Amu only shook his head.

On a moonlit night, Amu went to the back mountain twice, and the water charm appeared, and the fog became heavier, but the figure became clearer.It seems that Amu's daily chopping of rattan has a great effect on Shui Mei's ability to break the seal.

Amu asked about the small village, Shui Mei was vague, she just said that the eighteen demon clans in this small village were from noble ancient demon clans, but for various reasons, there was an ancient curse on them, so it was not easy to decipher.She herself can only provide water for them to drink, to keep them alive, and there is no other way.If one day, she develops, or there is a way to break that curse.

When Shui Mei said so, Amu naturally had nothing to do.

Time flies, and nine days have passed in a blink of an eye.

Huzi's stone house was built on the seventh day.Because of Amu's help, the stone house was built very beautifully.

Huzi is very proud, always bragging about his stone house in front of Mr. Mu.Old man Mu seemed to want to wear down his arrogance, and he didn't mention the marriage, which made Hu Zi very angry and bored.

The vines of the ancient well in the back mountain finally stopped growing after the ninth cut.Shui Mei also fulfilled her promise and passed on a set of secret mantras to Amu.

In order to convince Amu that he was not cheating, before that, Shui Mei passed on another formula to Amu, and asked Amu to try it once, and it really allowed Amu to restore his cultivation in an instant, but the formula lasted no more than half a quarter of an hour.

The wonderful feeling of the return of the power of the demon soul and the filling of the sea of ​​pills made Amu feel like he was in a dream.However, that formula can only temporarily restore Amu's cultivation, but cannot perceive the treasures that Amu disappeared.

When the magic power dissipated again, Amu sighed for a long time, which further strengthened Amu's determination to get everything back.

As for the magic weapon.On the last day, when Amu said goodbye to Shuimei, Shuimei gave it to Amu.

Wan Yaoling!An extremely delicate little purple bell.

Shui Mei said that it was a strange treasure of the monster clan, and it didn't need the power of a monk, as soon as the bell rang, it could suppress all monsters and frighten monks.There are many wonderful uses, if Amu recovers his cultivation, he will know in the future.

Such a magic weapon is most suitable for use in Dongling.Amu thanked her, and hung the Ten Thousand Demon Bell on her waist. People who didn't know it probably thought it was just an ordinary decoration.

Calculated, Amu has been in this small village for ten days.

On the 11th day, Amu tidied up everything, carried the blue cloth bag on his back, and bid farewell to Mr. Mu, Huzi and other villagers.

Everyone was a little bit reluctant, and Amu joked that if he went well to worship the Buddha, he would definitely pass by this village when he returned, and hoped that Huzi would have brought his son to carry water by then.

Everyone laughed and said goodbye, and Amu continued on his way.

Gradually, the small mountain village became the background of Amu's walking.After ten days in a hurry, Amu would never have imagined that in the future, he would form an endless bond of life and death with the eighteen great monster clans in ancient times.

Because of encountering a water charm in this small village, Amu delayed his trip.So, start to speed up the speed of travel.

There was nothing to say along the way, nothing more than crossing mountains and ridges, rushing on the road in the starry night, everything went very smoothly.

After another half a month, Amu finally walked out of the mountains and arrived at the ancient city of Dongyang in the east of Dongling.It is only a hundred miles away from Dongyang Ancient Temple, which is considered to be completely within the scope of Dongyang Ancient Temple, and it is a relatively prosperous town.

As soon as he entered the ancient city of Dongyang, Amu felt cordial.In the east of Chongling Mountains in the East, there are endless mountains and mountains. There are really not many big towns like Dongyang Ancient City.

There are many monster races in Dongling, but most of them are deep in the mountains, while Dongyang City is almost all human races.The entire Eastern Ridge is honored by the Brahma Temple, and the prosperity of the Buddhist sect is like that of the black narcissus and ghost sect in the West.

In Dongling, every family worships the Buddha, and many families send their own children to the temple to be ordained as monks and serve the Buddha for life.If someone has a high monk, he will be respected by all the local people.

It was noon when Amu entered Dongyang City.

In Dongyang City, there is a constant flow of people, and the whole city has a strong smell of Buddhism.Many buildings have a Buddhist charm. There are various Buddha statues in many places, and there are many people worshiping and praying for blessings.There are also several temples, and the mist of incense slowly floats in the void.

Heishui in the west and Chongling in the east, one ghost and one Buddha, but the power of faith is not bad at all.It's just that this Dongling doesn't have the spooky aura of Heishui, but is auspicious and peaceful.

Dongfang Chongling is relatively closed, and its people lack knowledge, but its heart is dedicated to Buddha, and its heart is honest and simple without losing its simplicity.

Amu found a small shop and had lunch.Originally, Amu wanted to listen to the opinions of the people in the market, and also wanted to know about the new trends in the entire sea wasteland or Dongling.

However, Amu didn't see many monks. He only saw four or five monks who were practicing.

However, those monks are extremely kind and low-key, and they don't see the arrogance that ordinary monks often have in front of ordinary people.

They speak peacefully, and most of their conversations are about daily practice trivial matters, and they seldom talk about many major events in the sea, desert and Dongling.

"Hey!" Amu sighed inwardly, "Dongfang Chongling is really a different kind in the Five Regions! Whether it's Beihuang or Heishui, how can there be such indifference?"

After lunch, Amu inquired about the specific route of Dongyang Ancient Temple from the waiter in the shop, and then left Dongyang City.

A hundred miles is nothing to Amu, and it is not a completely winding and difficult mountain road.

All the way fast, the sun was setting, and Amu could already see an ancient temple on the mountainside of a green peak.

Amu was overjoyed and walked faster.

At dusk, the sky was full of sunset, and Amu had already arrived outside the mountain gate of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

Looking up, the monastery among the green trees.The apricot-yellow courtyard walls, blue-gray palace ridges, towering ancient trees, and verdant verdure are all bathed in the fiery red sunset, making them even more holy and solemn.

There are three gates in this Dongyang ancient temple, all of which are dark red and have golden door knockers, which naturally refer to the door of liberation in Buddhism, which are called the gate of emptiness, the gate of no appearance, and the gate of non-existence.

Inside the gate, there is a large royal blue plaque with the three characters "Dongyang Temple" written on it, which is solemn and solemn.The atmosphere of Buddhism is indescribable.

Amu stepped forward and tapped on the door on the right.

After a while, a young Zhike monk opened the corner door and saluted Amu with palms.

"Almsgiver, today is not the day to pay respects to the Buddha! It's already getting late, what's the matter with the almsgiver?"

"I've seen the little master!" Amu said politely, "I'm sorry to bother you. Please tell me, the little master, that Amu, who is on the shore of the sea of ​​bitterness, pays homage to the two masters, Xiaoyun and Chenyue!" This was what Ya'er had ordered that day.

"Oh! Master Xiaoyun and Chenyue?" The little monk was taken aback.

"That's right! I hope the little master will help me!" Amu smiled slightly. He could already see that although the young monk in front of him looked young, he was already a monk at the beginning level of fixed cultivation.It seems that Dongyang Ancient Temple deserves its reputation!

"The benefactor, please wait a moment!" The little monk saluted again, and then closed the mountain gate.

Amu nodded, stood outside the mountain gate, smiled and waited quietly.

But after a while, the gate on the right side of Dongyang Ancient Temple opened wide, and besides the young monk just now, seven or eight other monks came out together.

The two old monks in the lead, one fat and one thin, are Xiaoyun and Chenyue whom Ya'er met on the shore of the sea of ​​bitterness.Amu looked familiar, too.

When the two old monks saw Amu outside the door, the skinny monk Xiaoyun put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Amu benefactor, you are finally here!"

The fat monk also recited the Buddha's name and said with a smile: "However, it seems to be two days later than we expected!"

Amu smiled and bowed in return, he knew that Ya'er had already arranged everything.

"I encountered some things on the road, and it was delayed for a long time. I just arrived today. Let the two masters think about it!"

"It's okay, Master Amu has worked hard all the way! This place is not a place to talk, let's talk in the temple!"

Xiaoyun and Chenyue invite Amu into Dongyang Temple.The little monk who opened the door to Amu just now, as well as the monks brought out by Xiaoyun and Chenyue, were all amazed.

I don't know where this mortal boy with no mana came from?He was actually greeted by two master-level figures in Dongyang Ancient Temple in person, and his words were extremely polite.

Amu followed Xiaoyun and Chenyue into the Dongyang Ancient Temple, twisted and turned, and walked for half an hour, which shows how big the Dongyang Ancient Temple is.But just now, they went out to welcome Amu so quickly, obviously they used magic, and at this time they were to take care of Amu.

Finally, I arrived at a temple that seemed to be located in the back mountain.

Xiaoyun and Chenyue let Amu into the hall, and at the same time asked the monks to prepare vegetarian food.

"Master, you are welcome!" Amu said.

Master Xiaoyue looked at Amu and said with a smile: "The little princess has already confessed! Of course I dare not neglect!"

When Amu heard this, he also smiled and said: "Then I will trouble Master!"

"We two brothers, although we don't know the relationship between you and the little princess, but the little princess entrusts us, we will naturally do our best! I hope, you don't want to be outside!" the fat monk Chenyue said.

"Master, don't worry! Amu only needs the master to point out the method of cultivation, and he can practice safely in your temple for a few days, that's all!" Amu said.

Master Xiaoyun smiled and said: "Although we know something about you, it is not very auspicious. I don't know, what kind of cultivation is your cultivation when it is not damaged?"

"The younger generation's cultivation base is not in the mainstream, so it's worth not mentioning it! Now I only hope that I can practice the magic method of Dongling and realize the Dao again!" Amu said modestly.He didn't mention his cultivation level. If he said that he used to be a demon cultivator in the soul realm, I'm afraid these two old monks who are middle-level spiritual saints and Dzogchen monks would probably be restless.

"Alright! Let go of what should be let go!" Master Chenyue said.

Although Xiaoyun and Chenyue have helped Ya'er, they really don't know Amu very well.Hearing what Amu said, he thought it was probably true, so he didn't ask any more.

Soul Realm Demon Cultivator?They don't even think about it.

"Amu, if you want to practice my Dharma in Dongling, there is no problem. My Dharma in Dongyang Temple originated from Brahma Buddhist Temple, which is the most authentic. However, if you want to practice my Dharma, you need to enter my mountain gate and be at least a layman! Are you willing?" Master Xiaoyun asked.

"Everything is arranged by the master!" Amu said respectfully.

After hearing Amu's answer, Xiaoyun and Chenyue looked at each other and nodded.

In fact, they are not optimistic about Amu's ability to recover his cultivation, or even raise his immortal roots again.Everything she did was purely for the sake of Princess Ya'er, but seeing Amu as a human being and listening to Amu's answers made her feel quite good.

"Since this is the case, I don't dare to climb high, so I can only lead my master to accept my disciples. How about calling me a senior brother?" Master Xiaoyun said.

"I'm afraid I have humiliated the two masters!" Amu said politely.

Amu really didn't expect that Ya'er's power was so powerful, and he transformed himself into a mortal, and he would become the apprentice of the two masters of Dongyang Ancient Temple.

"Don't say it's the little princess' friend, it's just Amu with your extraordinary bearing, so how can you talk about humiliation?" Xiaoyun said with a smile, "In this case, there is a portrait of my ancestor here. You have worshiped the portrait, and it is my entry into Dongyang Ancient Temple." Layman's son."

As he spoke, Xiaoyun pointed to a portrait of an old monk with long eyebrows sitting cross-legged in the middle of the hall.The old monk's eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was peaceful. However, Amu always looked a little familiar, but he had seen it somewhere for a while.

"Oh?" However, Amu hesitated slightly when he heard that he wanted to bow down to the portrait.

"What? Amu, what concerns do you have, but it's okay?" Xiaoyun said.

"No!" Amu shook his head, but he was a little afraid that when he bowed, he would be like bowing down to the ancestor in the Northern Cold Sect.

Sure enough, Amu just lifted his clothes and wanted to bow down.However, just as soon as Amu bent his knees, he saw the portrait of the patriarch, and was immediately shocked, as if he was about to break free, not daring to bear Amu's bow.

"Oh?" Everyone present, including Xiaoyun and Chenyue, changed their expressions.

Just now, I was a little puzzled, why the two masters wanted to lead teachers and accept disciples for an ordinary person, and the few monks were even more puzzled.Such a situation has never occurred before.

Amu smiled wryly in his heart, and had to say in a slightly embarrassed way: "The two masters, it's not that Amu is disrespectful, but that Amu was born only to kneel and worship his parents, and others can only bow and salute. Amu doesn't know why!"

Amu's words are half true and half false. He doesn't have any parents.For several years, only Master Wang Jue was the only one who could bear his great ceremony and kneel down.

"Oh?" Xiaoyun Chenyue glanced at each other, and felt that Amu was definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise the little princess of the Wu nationality probably wouldn't be so helpful.

They had never heard of such a miracle just now.

Kneeling could not be done, but Amu's status in the hearts of Xiaoyun and Chenyue has been greatly improved.

"Worshiping or not worshiping are all illusions! Amu, it's good that you regard the former teacher as your teacher in your heart!" Xiaoyun smiled.

"Amu understands!" Then, Amu bowed respectfully to the portrait three times, which was regarded as a great gift of apprenticeship.Xiaoyun and Chenyue only had wry smiles in their hearts.

"The dharma name of our Dongyang ancient temple was given by the master! Brother Amu, we don't know where you come from, but we can get married. You can use the dharma name Tianya, how about it?"

"The End of the World!" Hearing this, Amu couldn't help feeling a thousand emotions in his heart. He lost all his mana, all his treasures were scattered, far away from his relatives, and wandered in Dongling.

The name "Tianya" is really appropriate.

"Brother Tianya, thank you two senior brothers!" Amu said directly.

"Good!" Xiaoyun Chenyue was quite satisfied.

At this time, maybe Xiaoyun Chenyue would never have imagined in her dreams that the name they bestowed today would one day resound throughout the entire Eastern Ridge and even the Sea Desolation.

Dongling Tianya, proud of the world with a smile, powerful in the sea and wilderness!

At the same time, Xiaoyun took out an ancient scroll from his bosom and handed it directly to Amu.

"Junior Brother Tianya, it is a chance for you to enter my Buddhist sect! This ancient scroll is the authentic Brahma Cultivating Root Buddha Jue passed down by Master back then. Now, if I pass it on to you, it will be your entrance ceremony ! If one day, you can succeed in cultivation, it will be a great fortune!"

Amu was shocked.

This Brahma Heaven Cultivating Root Buddha Art may not be considered the supreme secret method, but this ancient scroll was passed down by masters Xiaoyun and Chenyue, and its significance is extraordinary.

It seems that after apprenticeship, Xiaoyun and Chenyue really didn't treat themselves as outsiders.

"Thank you two senior brothers!" Amu was like this.Today, at Dongyang Ancient Temple, Xiaoyun and Chenyue's kindness, he must keep it in his heart and repay it generously.

"Two senior brothers, I don't know what is the name of the first teacher? In the future, if others ask, the junior brother can answer!" Amu said.

"Master Qianzang!" Xiaoyun said.

"Qianzang!" Amu's heart was shocked, and his face changed slightly.Looking at the portrait of the former teacher again, it seems to have the appearance of the real Qianzang, but it is not exactly the same!
"Junior Brother Tianya, in the practice of Buddhism, daily progress is slow, so you must be patient. It is common to see no progress for several years in cold and heat, so don't be anxious!" Xiaoyun didn't care about the change in Amu's face, but thought that Amu worshiped the master , a little anxious to practice, so he asked again.

"Tianya wrote it down!" Amu replied, but there was some murmuring in his heart.

Xiaoyun nodded, and then called out: "Qinghan!"

"The disciple is here!" A handsome young monk beside him responded.He is actually a middle-level Dzogchen Supreme Spirit, and his cultivation base is not low.

"In the future, you will be in charge of the daily practice of your Uncle Tianya. Ziyun Waterfall in the back mountain is the place where he practiced. Besides you, Uncle Chenyue and I, no one should disturb him innocently!" Xiaoyun road.

"Master, don't worry, disciple understands!" Qing Han replied with a bow.

At the same time, Qinghan bowed to Amu: "Disciple Qinghan, I pay my respects to Uncle Tianya!"

Amu nodded, it was seen.

When the fast meal came, Xiaoyun Chenyue spent a little time with Amu.

Nothing to say all night, only to wait for the next day.

(It’s a bit late, there are too many things, hehe! But the number of words is definitely enough! Tomorrow, Shanhe will go back to his hometown, which is very inconvenient. In the past few days, he can only change it once. At night, it should be around 8 o’clock! Chinese New Year, there are many things, and Shanhe also Take this opportunity to adjust. Please forgive me, after the seventh day, Shanhe will try to resume two updates! Thank you everyone, and I wish you all a happy new year!)
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