Chapter 44 ?

Chapter 44: Buddha asks ordinary people what to do

The dusk drum of Pufa Temple has already sounded, and most of the pilgrims have left. Outside the temple, the branches of the thousand-year-old pines protrude into the air like horned dragons, and the moonlight pours down, making the ancient temple more and more quiet.

The night sky was deep and the Milky Way was brilliant. Wang Xuan walked towards Ancheng with the stars on his head.

He secretly slandered, it's really evil! Once mysterious factors are involved, unnatural phenomena that are difficult to explain by science will occur.

He was nervous, he didn't know what unpredictable events would happen tonight, he really didn't want to be tossed about anymore.

So far, he has some feelings, everything in this world is balanced, when you feel that you will get something, then you must be giving something.

He took the initiative to absorb the mysterious factors, thinking that he was digging out the myths buried by the years, and would embark on a brilliant road in the field of old arts, so he was approaching danger, even this was a deep pit, and there was a sweet fragrance in front of him. The bait of the Tao, waiting for the latecomers to approach, may not have been deliberately done by the ancients.

Up to now, Wang Xuan absolutely dare not underestimate those ancient people. Since they were once brilliant, there must be something extraordinary and terrifying. Now he has some serious doubts about the truth of becoming immortal.

"Hope you have a safe night!"

Wang Xuan went out early in the morning, but returned home wearing stars and moon. He ate something on the side of the road and returned home after nine o'clock in the evening.

After washing, he visualized a big golden sun, with its blazing flames burning all the clouds and mists in the sky, illuminating a bright universe, and the golden rain falling everywhere, holy and peaceful.

"The demon retreats!"

Wang Xuan took a deep breath and lay down on the bed. He fell into a deep sleep after a short time. This is the benefit of practicing old techniques, and he never suffers from insomnia.

Sure enough, his worries came true. Even before going to bed, he performed the root method, visualized a bright sun, and dispelled the mist and darkness, but something happened.

Not far away, an old monk was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body was blackened and seemed to be festering, his eyes were bleeding red, and he was looking at him.

Wang Xuan's hair stood on end on the spot, he lifted the quilt with a whoosh, woke up and sat up, the feeling was so real, he seemed to smell the slightly rotten smell just now.

Is the visitor unkind? He turned on the light and drank a glass of water, and then worked the root method silently. There will be absolutely no peace tonight.

And he always felt that there was something wrong with this old monk, he was not peaceful at all, there was no Buddha's light, and he never showed the holy Dharma.

On the contrary, the whole body of this old monk was blackened, as if he was about to decay. It was completely different from the scene of the female alchemist casually attracting thunderbolts like stars.

But there is one thing the two are the same, both eyes are bleeding, as if they have experienced some kind of very tragic event, and they are unwilling to die.

"This pit is a bit big. I fell into it inexplicably. The situation is not good!" Wang Xuan was rarely so serious, and his heart was extremely heavy.

He felt more and more that the truth of eternity might be many times more complicated than what he guessed in Pufa Temple, and the first glimpse made him feel very scary.

In the early days, he was extremely confident, because he was the only one in the world who could enter the inner scene, and he entered by himself, without the guidance of the ancestors. In this era, he can still gain a foothold in the emptiness of time.

But now he is a little terrified. His performance is indeed amazing and his achievements are extraordinary, but this is not necessarily a good thing. He seems to be slowly uncovering a heavy and mysterious layer that has been suppressed by the years. screen, doing so may be dangerous.

These days, he has been thinking about how to find strange objects similar to feather stones, so as to improve his strength.

At that time, he still thought that if there were some residual spiritual energy of the ancients, even if there were some abnormal phenomena, it would be no big deal.

But now he was a little terrified, he had thought too well earlier.

If he triggers mysterious events many times, there will be a few more inexplicable creatures around him, such as alchemists, fairy girls, old monks, etc., it will definitely be far from the imaginary scene of getting together at a table with a harmonious atmosphere and playing mahjong

"This time, I haven't entered the inner scene yet, but I followed an old monk with bleeding eyes. Could it be that as long as I discover mysterious factors in this world, attract and absorb them, something unpredictable will happen?"

Wang Xuan felt that this time it was a big loss. Last time, at least he used the remaining spiritual energy of the female alchemist to enter the inner scene, and his strength improved a lot.

This time the old monk didn't give anything, and followed him to the house. His body smelled of decay, and he sat on the bed and looked at him.

After some visualization, Wang Xuan fell asleep again.

Sure enough, the old monk came again, his skin was darkened, his eyes were bleeding, he sat motionless on the head of the bed and looked at him, he didn't say anything, but it was enough to make people horrified.

Wang Xuan didn't wake up, and the scene he had visualized appeared, and the other one, holding a black gold stick, directly hit the head of the old monk sitting cross-legged on the bed, not gentle at all, rather fierce.

He figured it out, since the remaining spiritual energy can't interfere with the present world, nor can it hurt his spirit, and the comer is not good, he doesn't need to get used to it, just make a move.

Otherwise, if he encounters some more in the future, he will confess like an uncle, and he will be exhausted to death.

With a bang, the old monk exploded, and before he collapsed, he seemed to be deeply surprised, and his death-gray eyes showed shock.

"Since you have something to ask for, speak well and don't put on such a posture!" Wang Xuan, who was holding a Wujin big stick, scolded, as for the self, he was still asleep and did not wake up.

After a while, the old monk reappeared, this time he did not sit by the bed, although his eyes were still bleeding and his body was black and rotten, but he was very conscious, stood far away, and put his hands together.

In an instant, the hazy light of the Buddha shone down, reflecting an extremely blurred scene, with an arhat sitting cross-legged, a bodhi tree swaying, and singing Zen.

In his sleep, Wang Xuan's subconsciousness became active violently, and he saw those blurred and almost scattered scenes. Instead of being awakened immediately, he was attracted instead. Was there really a Bodhisattva in the past?

In those scenes, stone pagodas are scattered, ancient temples collapse, bodhisattvas soar into the sky, golden arhats stand up, and bodhi trees rise from the ground. In the light rain of Buddha's light, those sacred scenes enter the deep space.

What's the meaning? Wang Xuan was puzzled, this is the picture shown to him by the old monk, is there any request for him?

Soon, the old monk seemed to be unable to hold on, and those originally blurred scenes were fragmented, no longer existed, and could no longer be manifested.

The old monk himself was also unsteady, and his nearly decayed figure began to become somewhat blurred.

At this time, Wang Xuan was surprised to notice the details that he had neglected before from his unstable state. When the old monk dimmed and was about to disappear, it seemed that there was a thick curtain covering his decayed body.

Then, Wang Xuan woke up with a start, because his subconscious mind was violently active, and he got up from his deep sleep.

"It's weird. The old monk seemed to come from the dark, and manifested himself from a long distance away. He tried his best to achieve this step, but the female alchemist was always standing in front of me. I didn't notice that there should be Maybe they are all in a very far place, so it seems that the female alchemist is extremely powerful, far surpassing the old monk."

After some meditation, Wang Xuan fell asleep again. That night, he made up his mind to "have a good chat" with the old monk, and communicate with each other slowly without panicking.

The old monk reappeared, still walking from the darkness, with a blurred figure. During his demonstration, he seemed to step out of the stone wall and break the iron chain that bound him.

Although Wang Xuan's subconscious didn't wake up, it was shaking violently again. Could it be that the old monk was trapped in the stone wall and released after he absorbed the mysterious factor at night?

Then, another Wang Xuan appeared, which was the pre-visualized scene earlier, still holding a big stick, and said: "Since there is a need for others, why don't you show sincerity? Ordinary people seek incense from the Buddha, what should the Buddha do when he seeks ordinary people? In the early years, there was The female alchemist came into my dream and told me to be in the immortal class."

Women's University Sanqian is in the class of immortals, although Wang Xuan dare not speak nonsense like this, but he was inspired to mention some old monks and ask for benefits.

At this time, Xiao Wang was really fearless and ready to ask Buddha for a bribe!

The old monk was in a daze, and then silently demonstrated a boxing technique, did it really benefit him? !

Wang Xuan's subconscious mind can naturally be seen, and quickly remembered, this is like... the Great Vajra Fist? Moreover, tossing and turning is just a few formulas.

The old monk is very dedicated, how to exert force, how to vibrate all parts of the body, including the five internal organs, are all demonstrated very clearly.

The Great Vajra Fist is indeed a secret skill. When he was in Daheishan, Sun Chengkun, a man in black, once used it. Even Wang Xuan couldn't stand the Golden Body Technique. His fingers were almost broken and his nails were torn off by the terrible force.

The old monk's performance was incomplete, he was trying to stretch his body, but he couldn't do what he wanted, he could only demonstrate to this point, when he swung the following punches, he himself began to disintegrate.

Wang Xuan woke up again, sat cross-legged on the bed and said directly, "If you can continue to show me that kind of boxing, you will appear in my dream. If you can't, don't disturb my sleep. I will wake up tomorrow carefully. Think about your question."

He recalled that kind of boxing, which seemed to be a little different from the Great Vajra Fist of the man in black. After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not simple, and seemed quite extraordinary.

In the end, Wang Xuan fell into a dream, but the old monk did not reappear.

Until early in the morning, Wang Xuan woke up, seriously recalled the experience in the dream, and began to slowly perform that kind of fist seal. He felt that the external posture was easy to imitate, but the vibration and force of various parts in the body were quite difficult!

"No hurry, take your time. Today, I have to go to Pufa Temple to solve the problem of the old monk."

Wang Xuan felt that the scenes in the dream, the Bodhisattva gone away, the ancient temple collapsed, and the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree rose from the ground, all of these may be related to some historical events in reality. It can be solved, and this mysterious incident can be completely handled.

Early in the morning, Wang Xuan came to Pufa Temple again.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, why does he feel like Lao Chen? Misunderstanding? The old colleague was frightened and obviously ran to Xinxing. Two days ago, Wang Xuan was on the phone with Aoki. He didn't hear that Lao Chen was coming back, and Aoki said that Lao Chen would live there for a while.

"No, it's Lao Chen!" Wang Xuan thought that he would never get it wrong, because his perception is so keen now.

In order to confirm, he quickly rushed to a courtyard and found Lao Chen.

From Wang Xuan's point of view, Old Chen was emitting an ominous aura. After all, there was an unsolvable female alchemist by his side. Wang Xuan turned around and left, not wanting to be troubled by Old Chen again.

However, when he turned around, Lao Chen also saw him, and unexpectedly... ran faster than him!

What's happening? Obviously wrong! Wang Xuan was deeply surprised. Why did Lao Chen run away when he saw him? Shouldn't he come over and complain and ask him to invite that "celestial fairy" away?

Wang Xuan immediately realized that Lao Chen, who loves fishing, had no good idea and was hiding something from him. Fortunately, his reaction was super quick, and he turned around and chased after Lao Chen.

"Old Chen, I see you, stop!"

The morning glow was shining, and many people had already come to the temple to offer incense. Under the eyes of everyone, Lao Chen didn't want to attract attention, so he stopped quickly and walked back calmly.

"Where do we not meet each other in life." Wang Xuan greeted.

"We are close at hand." Although Lao Chen had thick dark circles under his eyes, he was quite calm, and the old god responded.

"The fate is beyond words." An old monk passing by looked at the two of them in surprise, interjected, and then walked away.