Ghost Shelter System

How happy the old monk was when he left, but how frustrated he is now.

No matter how hard he calculated, he never expected that Qin Kun would catch him...from the line of cause and effect!

Almost face to face, the old monk's throat moved and his throat became dry, because he saw that the anger in the eyes of the young man in front of him was on the verge of reaching the extreme.

The action just now... seemed to be teasing the other party...

"Ami……"

The old monk lowered his head, adjusted his expression and spoke. Halfway through pronouncing the Buddha's name, Qin Kun grabbed his head and raised his face.

"Didn't you hear what I just said? Then let me repeat it again. Can my friend... still recover?"

"Donor, this..."

"Can you recover!!!"

The old monk's scalp was numb, and his eardrums suddenly hurt. He felt itchy in his ears, and blood was slowly flowing out.

The old monk breathed nervously: "Yes!"

Qin Kun let go of the other party: "I'll give you 30 breaths."

The old monk's eyes widened: "Thirty breaths? Even if the Bodhisattva comes..."

"29, 28, 27..."

The coldness in Qin Kun's eyes became even stronger, and the old monk stood there like a bachelor: "There is no sorrow in life, and no pain in death. The poor monk can't do it, and the donor will kill him if he wants."

As he said that, his chest suddenly collapsed!

A sudden kick knocked him to the ground. Qin Kun looked at Mr. Zixiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground with a peaceful expression, and suddenly reached out and grabbed his head!

The old monk vomited blood. When he noticed Qin Kun's actions, he no longer cared about his injuries, but his eyes widened.

wrong……

It's not that the five fingers are clawing into the opponent's head, but...

Line by line?

The five fingers turned into crystalline threads, grabbed into the head of Niubi, and then pulled out fiercely!

A phantom that looked like an old monk was pulled out!

The old monk sat on the ground, moved back a few times, his face full of horror, and he lost his voice: "How is it possible! How could the six Buddha roots I planted be pulled out..."

Those are my own six senses, those are my past, those are my shackles, and they are also a part of me.

But in the end, it is just a will... a will that can affect others, exists, but cannot be observed concretely!

When the old monk looked at Qin Kun again, he was as solemn as if he were seeing a god. Qin Kun finally felt that Lord Zixiao was breathing normally and breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head again, Qin Kun held up the concrete "will" and looked at the old monk with a half-smile.

"Do you want me to finish it for you?"

Qin Kun stood in front of the old monk, who shook his head like a rattle.

This will was originally 'given' to Lord Zixiao to be his scapegoat. How could he possibly want to be sent back by Qin Kun?

"Amitabha, the donor is a master in the world! The poor monk offended me before, but now I am willing to use three secret methods to find a way out!"

The old monk could feel that without the 'Six Root Buddha', he could leave at any time, but he was afraid that Qin Kun would catch him back, so he immediately offered a high price!

Before, he said that he would use one secret method if he lost to him, but now it has become three methods. Qin Kun was not polite: "Tell me and listen."

"The first is to hide the essence, the second is to lock the Qi, and the third is to peel off the spirit!"

Qin Kun narrowed his eyes: "This is a Taoist method! Don't try to fool me!"

The old monk hurriedly said he didn't dare: "The donor is overly worried. Jingqi Shen is the universal path, and it has been mutually confirmed with the secrets of Buddhism. They are connected!"

"Why are these three techniques called secret techniques?"

"Has the donor ever heard of the Five Powers?"

"No."

"The so-called five powers are faith, mindfulness, concentration, progress, and wisdom. They are the foundation of practice. These practices and practices are discussed separately."

Qin Kun said: "It's too obscure, I don't understand."

The old monk noticed that Qin Kun was a little impatient, and quickly said: "In fact, cultivating the five powers is also practice, but it is Buddhist practice, while Taoism is about essence, energy, strength, and divine power. You must have heard of this, right?"

Qin Kun nodded.

When I learned about Xing Gong and Ming Gong before, I learned about Jing Qi Shen.

Ming Gong is about cultivating "Jing, Qi and Shen". It is a set of practice process. On the basis of refining Qi, it combines Qi and Shen. Combining and refining the energy into the spiritual stage of cultivation, and then using consciousness to adjust the distribution and movement of the inner energy can enhance strength.

The innate essence, energy and spirit of the human body, when the energy reaches the state of extreme tranquility, the three are combined into a great medicine. This is the practice of Taoist golden elixir.

But it's a bit strange for a monk to teach him Taoist methods.

Qin Kun asked: "Buddhism also practices this?"

The old monk didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "No, no, no, I'm afraid you may hear it obscurely because it has the same essence as the five powers, so the poor monk can also practice it, but whether it is the five powers or the cultivation of essence, energy and spirit The life skills are stepping stones, and they have another form..."

"Karma!" The old monk became serious.

Qin Kun was stunned.

The old monk said: "On top of the five powers and the life skills, there is also karma. You can think of it as the power to spy on the laws of heaven and earth!"

The old monk took advantage of Qin Kun's speech to make him faint, and hurriedly explained the methods of hiding essence, locking Qi, and peeling off the spirit. Then he told Qin Kun that when all three secret techniques are accomplished, karma will be generated by itself and he will be able to jump out of the world. Five elements.

Outside Shili Pavilion, there was a breeze, and the old monk disappeared without knowing when.

When Qin Kun came back to his senses, he found that the six Buddhas in his hand had also disappeared, like a scapegoat...turning into black smoke and dissipating.

"What did I learn?"

Qin Kun blinked his eyes, as if he had learned some profound skills, but also as if he had learned nothing at all.

He used the method given by the old monk, and his energy and spirit suddenly shook.

It’s as if...each of them is independent!

Qin Kun was startled.

At this moment, there was no system in my mind, and I became an ordinary person.

There is no spiritual power, and even the tyrannical strength of the past is gone.

Suddenly he had an ordinary body, which felt very strange. With a thought, his energy and energy were restored and integrated into his body. He became the powerful Master Qin again.

Huh……

very strange.

It was as if his energy and spirit were like putting on a piece of extraordinary clothing, and after taking it off, he returned to the mortal world.

But Qin Kun didn't know what the use of this state was.

“Where’s the karma he’s talking about?”

In Qin Kun's mind, the system showed that his karma was full. This was all accumulated before the Karma Knife. If the Karma Fire God Gang was not used, it would not be wasted.

After thinking about it, the Yang Fire on the shoulders suddenly intertwined into a robe and was draped around the body. The karma was being consumed, but the self-generated karma that the old monk said did not appear.

Is it because you can’t cultivate at home?

The karma in his mind was just a number. Qin Kun had never felt its existence, and he didn't feel the growth of new karma this time. Qin Kun could only put away the Karma Fire God Gang temporarily.

Generally speaking... these three secret techniques are somewhat useful, but they didn't find anything particularly useful, so Qin Kun could only reluctantly accept them.

Next to him, Zixiao Jun suddenly took a deep breath and opened his eyes dimly.

He looked around blankly, and when he found Qin Kun, his eyes slowly recovered.

"Senior Brother Qin...what happened to me?"

"nothing."

"What about the old monk?"

"I drove him away."

"I'm ashamed. It must be that I'm not good at studying. When I was fighting, I fell into a dream for no reason. The dreamer was so comfortable that he didn't wake up for a while. What kind of magic did this bald donkey use..." Zi Xiaojun is mumbling.

Qin Kun pursed his lips and didn't have the heart to tell the truth.

You're lucky to have met me, or you probably won't be able to wake up. The consciousness is trapped in the world woven by the six Buddhas to enjoy themselves, and the body is almost starved to death in the real world. It is a vain death.

But it was only because of himself that he met the old monk. Qin Kun felt that cause and effect were both clear, and no one owed him anything.

"Taoist Priest Zixiao, I have something to do and I need to take a step forward. Please take care of these people."

Zi Xiaojun wanted to go with Qin Kun, but his whole body was limp and his brain felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move. He could only smile ashamedly: "Okay, senior brother Qin, we will see you later."

After Zixiao Jun saw the strength of the old monk, he could no longer look Qin Kun in the eyes. He always overestimated the opponent, but in the end he underestimated him. He didn't know why he lost to the old monk, but the old monk was actually defeated by Senior Brother Qin. After being beaten away, how advanced is this Senior Brother Qin?

Zi Xiaojun was thinking wildly in his mind, Qin Kun also glanced at Li Qingyang and the others and let out a long sigh of relief.

After spending more than a month together, these guys are pretty good, but it’s a pity that they are not from the same era.

The meeting later...maybe indefinitely.

"Well, let's see you again when we are destined."

…

After seven days of trekking, Qin Kun arrived at the seaside.

Fishing village, peaceful.

Fishermen were not affected by the war.

This is not a strategic location, nor is it a necessary route. No one will be interested in this place.

A young man came from outside the fishing village. Some of the villagers were curious and chatted for a few words, while others were busy with their own affairs and did not disrupt their rhythm because of Qin Kun's arrival.

Qin Kun chose a clean villager's house to stay overnight and gave him money. The villagers welcomed him very much. He was an old man. Two of the four sons in the family had joined the army. One of the remaining two was a fisherman and the other was managing the temple property.

The old man spoke a very strong dialect, and Qin Kun basically communicated with him through smiles and gestures, but it didn't hinder anything.

He lived with his wife and daughter-in-law. The woman and the old woman were working most of the time, so Qin Kun became a special visitor who looked at the seaside when he had nothing to do.

After staying in the fishing village for two days, on the third day, the fisherman came back, as did the old man's youngest son who managed the temple property.

The fisherman, who was not good at words, learned that Qin Kun was a guest from afar. He hurriedly asked his wife to make soup for the fish he caught, while Qin Kun was walking on the beach with the old man's young son.

"I heard that you are not a monk?"

"They are also considered family members."

"It must be a hard wait."

"It's hard, I've been here for more than ten years. But I'm not just waiting for you. This is a period of my practice."

Qin Kun looked at the man, who was his fifth pursuer.

However, at this moment, he didn't have the slightest intention to kill.

He didn't grab the Buddha wheel, didn't show anger, just like an ordinary person, chatting with Qin Kun about his unnecessary experiences.

"I have to go back. I've listened to this song long enough."

Qin Kun looked at the man and said.

The man nodded: "Then I will punt you."

"Are you sure you didn't drown me in the boat?"

"It's too cruel. I can't do it. I really want to send you out, but I don't want to go out yet."

"Oh?" Qin Kun raised his eyebrows, "Can you send me out?"

The man laughed and said: "The world of illusion and the sound of silence, what's the difficulty in sending you out?"

Qin Kun looked at the man: "How to get out?"

"You can go out when you wake up!"

"How to wake up?"

The man said: "I will save you, and you will wake up."

"Really? I've never encountered this way of waking up."

"That's because the strength is not enough."

"Are you strong enough?"

"Of course! The Buddha is the awakened one. To become a Buddha is to wake up, and I am the Buddha." The man chuckled.

"That couldn't be better."

Qin Kun nodded, and suddenly, the two of them reached out and grabbed each other at the same time.

At the same time, both hands turned into countless lines of cause and effect, grabbing into each other's body.