Strongest High School Student

The five or six lamas looked so calm and devout that tourists around them would clasp their hands together as they passed by.

Every time they turn the Sutra, a lot of aura escapes.

"The spirit of Buddhism is really abundant." Lu Xuan was overjoyed to see him.

Regardless of other things, he went straight to the open space behind the Lama and sat cross legged.

His strange behavior caused a large number of tourists, with a little surprise in their eyes.

However, Lu Xuan did not care, his eyes closed tightly, and felt the surging spiritual power with the induction force.

In his heart, xuanyuanjue's way of cultivation was opened silently. As if he had been called, those Buddhist spirits flowed into Lu Xuan's head and limbs, moistening every cell.

The lamas would read each Scripture for a while and then leave. When they were thirty-five meters away, the induction would be weakened. Lu Xuan had to catch up with them and follow them at a distance of no more than thirty-five meters.

This group of lamas turned the whole Pai Jing tube, and he went back to the original point to follow the new Lama, and so on and on.

"This man is so strange. Why does he meditate after the master?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

So today, the tourists who came to Dazhao temple to visit zhuanjing Pavilion saw a strange scene of a man meditating with the Lama all the time.

Even some devout Buddhists believe that this practice must be some unknown secret method that can communicate with Buddha deeply, so they follow suit.

However, no matter how they imitate, they can not feel any strange place, only for the tourists' confused and disdainful eyes.

"How can these worldly people be aware of such precious things as aura?"

Lu Xuan knew everything that happened around him. But he didn't care. There was nothing different.

If they can also sense aura and know its importance, they will probably be just like themselves, maybe even more crazy.

"Is it gone so soon?"

When the aura gradually weakened, Lu Xuan still wanted to get up and go with the Lama. He found that they had already turned the whole Pai Jing tube and went to another place.

Looking at the source, there are no more lamas and tourists there. They have been ringing the scripture barrel all day long and completely quiet down.

Looking out of the window, it was dusk, and the sky was gray. Most of the tourists have left, and few people can be seen in the temple.

"It's not far away from the quenched quintuple. What should I do?" Looking at a row of stop rotation, there is no spirit overflow out of the cylinder, Lu Xuan fell into entanglement.

His time in Tibet is limited. He wants to visit some temples as much as possible to find the places with the strongest aura. Just like the Potala Palace that he has been to before, the aura has solidified into water.

If you can, Lu Xuan really doesn't want to waste a day here. But his own strength is about to break through the quenching five, and no one to help him turn the meridian tube aura, can not help but some headache.

"Mr. Lu, you are here. I thought you were lost." At this time, seeing that Lu Xuan didn't come back all day, the worried Tibetan uncle took the initiative to find it from the parking lot.

After seeing the Tibetan uncle, Lu Xuan, who was pondering over it, suddenly had a flash of light and asked him eagerly, "uncle, you are a local. Can you tell the abbot of Guan temple that I want to stay in zhuanjing Pavilion for one night, and ask a dozen people to help me turn the Sutra. Of course, it's the best to find the Lama to turn the Sutra

"This one?" After listening to Lu Xuan's words, the Tibetan uncle was in a bit of a dilemma, because the opening hours of the Dazhao temple are usually from 9:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m.

However, it seems that many people have stayed overnight in the temple and asked the Lama to do something. He replied, "it should be possible, but it will cost tens of thousands."

"It's not a problem." Lu Xuan did not want to reply.

"Well, I'm going to talk to them. You wait here for me. Don't run around." When the Tibetan uncle finished, he turned to find the abbot.

About half a column of incense Kung Fu, he came back, followed by 15 young lamas and an old Lama in his 40s and 50s. Look at his appearance. He should be a leader of the temple.

The host came to Lu Xuan, put one hand in front of his neck, his fingertips near his chin, and bowed down to make a ritual in Tibetan.

after he finished as like as two peas, the fifteen lamas in the rear also followed a similar etiquette.

They spoke Tibetan, which Lu Xuan couldn't understand. But he still knew that it was a gesture of salutation to himself. Out of politeness, he made the same gesture and said, "Hello, master!"

"Mr. Lu, I just got through with them. Fifteen people can get to 123000 at midnight, and if they arrive at six o'clock tomorrow morning, it will be fifty thousand incense money. " After the basic etiquette, the Tibetan uncle said.

"Well, till tomorrow morning, tell them to start." Lu Xuan had no objection and ordered.

The price is reasonable and not unreasonable. After all, it's 600 years since I asked a witch to help me to do the ritual work for several hours in the countryside. I also have a special car to pick up and give gifts.

In contrast, the Jokhang lamas work longer hours. In addition to incense money, there is no other invisible consumption, and it is not expensive.

"Mr. Lu said it was time to start." The Tibetan uncle spoke to the lamas in Tibetan.

After that, the fifteen Little Lamas were separated into a row, each facing a prayer cone.

The old Lama did not move, but Lu Xuan could not say anything because he was not in the category of 15 people.

"Hum, hum, hum."

"Hum, hum, hum."

The six character mantra rings out, and the aura that has disappeared for a long time comes out again.

With 15 lamas operating at the same time, the aura is stronger than any other time today.

"You can go back to bed or rest in the car. Just remember to pick me up tomorrow morning." Lu Xuan said to the Tibetan uncle.

"OK." The Tibetan uncle answered but didn't leave. I guess he wants to see what Lu Xuan is up to.

Lu Xuan didn't care about it. He made a ritual with the old Lama and went straight to the eighth man to meditate and absorb the spirit of the flood.

The aura around him came crazy and wrapped him like a meat dumpling.

This kind of feeling, is really too comfortable!

"Why The old Lama, who had been staring at Lu Xuan, flashed a little surprise on his face and immediately returned to normal.

When the Tibetan uncle saw Lu Xuan meditating, there were still obscure scriptures around him. He could not understand what he was doing. He immediately said goodbye to the old Lama and left.

"Wearing all the wisdom of Amitabha, saving the sentimental and countless."

"Those who suffer from illness seek happiness, and the Bodhisattva appears as the king of medicine."

With the sound of the Scriptures, the Little Lamas turned the Sutra slowly with their right hands, and a wisp of aura overflowed and flew towards Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan devoured wildly, and more and more aura was integrated into the elixir field and transformed into his spiritual power.

He felt the spiritual power in the elixir field, just like the sea water with wind and waves.

"It's getting to the top." Knowing that his spiritual power is surging, Lu Xuan, who has already passed the five fold quenching body and fell back from injury, knows that this is a sign that he has entered the four fold peak and is about to break through the five fold.

To this end, he was not only happy in his heart, but also more focused and controlled every aura that led into his body.

"Why Seeing this, the old Lama opened his eyes again and looked very surprised.

Two or three seconds later, he returned to normal and looked at Lu Xuan seriously.

Stretch out the left hand, use index finger and thumb to learn to grow beard person, stroke oneself smooth chin, don't know what is thinking!

"Now!" After a while, he roared in his heart.

At the next moment, the elixir field, which had gathered a lot of spiritual power, flowed out like the river that opened the dam.

Take each meridian of his body as a tributary, and quickly flow along the meridians.

Everywhere he went, the spiritual power penetrated his skin, blood and every hair through the meridians.

Every time the spiritual power moistens, he feels that his body is becoming stronger and stronger. He seems to hear the strong and powerful beating sound of his heart. This strong feeling is really wonderful.

However, Lu Xuan, who has already broken through the fifth level, knows that these are just appearances, and the real test lies in the rear. If you are silent in happiness at this moment, you will fall short of success. The spiritual power dissipates or quenchs the body.

"Hi!"

Lu Xuan's heart a big drink, in accordance with xuanyuanjue's practice method, slowly control these auras, let them not in Hu Chong Luan.

But there is an orderly flow in the body, running around every corner of the body for a week, and finally flowing back to the Dantian.

The spirit power in the elixir field is already full and overflowing. Now Lu Xuan forcibly forces those overflowing spiritual powers back, and the whole elixir field is expanding, which may break at any time, so that the out of control spiritual power collides and damages the meridians.

In this regard, Lu Xuan, as a man of the past, did not have the slightest exception. According to the mental cultivation method recorded in Xuanyuan decision, plus the experience of the last time, lower the hands to the abdomen, palms down.

"Close it for me!"

Ye Feng angrily drinks in the heart, overflows the spirit power to return quickly, will hold the elixir field to be huge, as if the next second will burst.

After an instant, under the control of xuanyuanjue, the whole elixir field rotates rapidly, and then shrinks rapidly at the speed visible to the naked eye until it is in a normal state, but there is no spiritual power overflowing.

After a few breaths, his body seemed to be completely transformed, and his strong momentum was slightly more.

"This..." The old Lama looked at Lu Xuan with a new look, and his expression was full of amazement.

Just now, he seemed to have caught something he was familiar with, stronger than the previous two, but soon disappeared.

The first time I met with this young man, he firmly believed that if he caught himself more than ten times, he would be able to identify what it was!

But to be sure, this young man and Buddha are predestined!

However, Lu Xuan just meditated quietly and steadily. There was no surprise on the old Lama's face.

As soon as it was light, the Little Lamas stopped chanting sutras and turning sutras.

"Hoo!"

Lu Xuan stood up and took a deep breath to stretch his body.

After a night of practice, he finally broke through the five fold quenching body, but the state is not too stable.

At this time, the old Lama, who had been watching for the whole night, came up to Lu Xuan and said to him in Tibetan: "benefactor, you are predestined with my Buddha. According to the etiquette of Jokhang Temple, I will turn the scripture tube for you to understand."

"Master, I don't understand what you say." After listening to the old Lama, Ye Feng is full of doubts. He is proficient in many national languages, but he has never studied Tibetan.

However, the old Lama did not explain. He just gave a little smile and turned and walked to a scripture barrel.