Chapter 250: One of the Thirty-Six Meditations, the Meditation of Giving up Flesh!

There is no other way at the moment, but if the person who took the fox wolf wood heart has not used it within half a month, or has not consumed it completely, there may be a chance to get some.

This is also the only way. Yang An does not want to make things worse, so he can only try to ask.

"This..."

The supervisory monk showed a hesitant look on his face.

"Just say it, if there is any problem, I will take full responsibility."

Yang An saw his concerns and reassured him.

As a Buddhist disciple of Daitokuji Temple, his status and position are equivalent to that of a Zen master, and his words are also very important.

"Your Highness, Buddhist, wait a moment."

The supervisory monk hesitated for a moment, and asked Yang An to wait here. He left and came back quickly with the answer.

"The person who took the fox wolf wood heart half a month ago was Zen Master Qingkong."

Every person who used the resources would be recorded one by one, without any mistakes or omissions.

Zen Master Qingkong?

Hearing this name, Yang An nodded and pondered for a while. He had never heard of this person before.

It would be fine if it was just a Zen master, but if it was a Bodhisattva, he would not have the courage to ask.

"Do you know where the Zen room of Zen Master Qingkong is?"

"It should be in Mingli Zen Temple."

The supervising monk replied.

"Excellent!"

Yang An immediately said hello and left Daguandong Zen Temple, heading to Mingli Zen Temple to look for Zen Master Qingkong.

Mingli Zen Temple is the same as Mingxin Zen Temple, except that Mingli Zen Temple is specially for the inner Zen masters of Daitokuji Temple to live in, and it is also the place where these Zen masters practice on weekdays.

The two areas of Mingli Zen Temple and Mingxin Zen Temple are also closely adjacent.

He quickly came to Mingli Zen Temple and found the patrolling monks.

Those who can perform patrols here are at least the protectors of Fushishi.

After asking where the Zen room of Zen Master Qingkong is, Yang An came to a Zen room under the guidance of the protector.

"I am Yuanji, a young monk, and I am here to pay a visit to Zen Master Qingkong!"

Yang An clasped his hands together outside the courtyard, with a sincere and satisfied attitude.

But within a few breaths after that, there was no response from the Zen room.

"Excuse me, is Master Qingkong here? I, Yuanji, am here to pay you a visit."

Yang An asked again.

There was a Zen master in the Zombie God Realm inside. For the sake of safety, he did not let go of his own perception to investigate, so as not to be discovered.

This was also a very disrespectful act. If you have something to ask for help, you should not offend him like this.

Is this guy not in the Zen room?

Yang An thought, if he is not here, he can only leave first and come back next time.

A trace of disappointment flashed through his mind, and Yang An was ready to return to his Zen room.

But just as he was about to move his feet, a man's voice suddenly came from the Zen room.

"Buddha is here, I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar."

As the voice came, the door outside the Zen room slowly opened.

Just at the entrance to the Zen room.

A monk wearing a black monk's robe and a red cassock put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name.

This monk had a good face, and looked like a middle-aged man in his thirties, looking very young.

But wearing this cassock, he looked more mature.

Both young and mature.

This was the first impression that Master Qingkong gave Yang An.

And just after the door was opened, Yang An was very keen to smell a faint smell of blood.

The smell came from the Zen room. If Yang An had not been often exposed to such smells, he might not have been able to smell it.

Yang An's face did not change, he bowed his head slightly and chanted the Buddha's name, and then entered the courtyard of this Zen room under the gaze of Master Qingkong.

The door of the Zen room slowly closed.

"Buddhist, please come into the room to talk."

Master Qingkong's attitude seemed very easy-going, and he raised his hand slightly to guide.

Yang An hesitated for a moment, and followed Qingkong into the room.

"Buddhist, please sit down."

Yang An sat down on the wooden chair, and Master Qingkong sat in the main seat.

He glanced at the layout of the Zen room from the corner of his eye. It was obviously very simple, with some very ordinary things, but it gave Yang An a very oppressive and strange feeling.

Looking at the Zen Master Qingkong on the main seat, Yang An inexplicably developed a sense of resistance in his heart.

It seemed that he subconsciously wanted to stay away from this guy.

This was the first time he had such a sense of resistance to someone after entering the outer continent.

"I don't know why the Buddhist son came here?"

Zen Master Qingkong seemed a little surprised at Yang An's arrival, but he didn't react much.

The monks in this Dade Temple seemed to be the same, and they always looked peaceful from the outside.

"Reporting to Zen Master Qingkong, I am here for..."

Yang An didn't intend to waste time and went straight to the point.

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and looked at the top of the Zen room.

Mingxin Zen Temple and Mingli Zen Temple are the same, and the Zen rooms are basically multi-story attic styles.

But just as Yang An opened his mouth to speak, a very slight sound suddenly sounded from the upper floor of the Zen room.

The sound sounded like the wind blowing something, although it was very light, but both of them noticed it.

If it was just that, Yang An would not care too much.

But along with the appearance of the sound, the bloody smell from the Zen room suddenly hit him in the face and became extremely strong.

Zen Master Qingkong, who originally seemed very peaceful, also changed his face all of a sudden.

The next moment, a large amount of magic power suddenly dissipated from Master Qingkong's body, like black air.

"Amitabha!"

He chanted the Buddha's name and pointed his finger in the void.

In an instant, countless black air surged out of his body and condensed into a big hand in an instant.

The big hand seemed invisible and passed through the wall of the Zen room without any hindrance.

In the courtyard outside the Zen room, a sound like something breaking suddenly came.

The big hand formed by the black air quickly retracted.

But when it came back, it was holding a strange thing in its hand.

It was a strange-looking... Buddha head?

There was only a head, and no other parts of the body.

The head was covered with flesh buns, and it was because of this that Yang An thought it was a Buddha head.

But on the face of this Buddha head, the facial features were completely distorted, like a mixture of dough.

It was also covered with countless scriptures and mantras, emitting a faint white light.

It felt to Yang An as if this thing was sealed up.

He did not let go of his own perception, so he could only judge based on what he saw with his naked eyes.

What is this?

Yang An was just having such a question in his mind.

The next moment, he saw Zen Master Qingkong suddenly glaring, and the black big hand suddenly grasped the strange Buddha head.

The scriptures and mantras covering the Buddha head were broken and disappeared in an instant.

And the Buddha head in the black big hand was like an inflated balloon, bursting directly under the huge force, and a large amount of plasma-like things suddenly poured out of it.

The black plasma did not fall to the ground, but seemed to be pulled by some force, directly along the black big hand, towards Zen Master Qingkong.

Zen Master Qingkong did not change his expression at all, and let the disgusting plasma drill into his heart.

The big hand condensed by the black air suddenly dissipated into nothingness.

In front of Yang An, Zen Master Qingkong seemed to have no defense, and his body began to sway like liquid.

Yang An watched his body change, and his facial features were constantly changing, looking like he was crying and laughing at the same time, which was very strange.

Without making a sound, Yang An quietly stood up and retreated to the door of the Zen room.

This guy was either practicing some kind of martial arts, or his price was out of control.

Anyway, no matter which one it was, Yang An had to be very alert to prevent any accidents and escape in advance.

Fortunately, as soon as Yang An walked to the door, Zen Master Qingkong, who was still sitting on the seat, had returned to normal.

"Amitabha! I'm sorry to make you laugh."

The strangeness of Zen Master Qingkong disappeared, and he returned to his previous peaceful state.

But when he finished saying this, his Adam's apple moved, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood splashed on the ground, instantly dyeing the ground black, emitting a pungent stench, but in this breath, there was actually a faint smell of incense.

When the black blood fell on the ground, a puff of black smoke rose from it, and the temperature in the Zen room also rose slightly.

In less than a breath, the black blood on the ground rose with the black smoke and quickly disappeared.

Qingkong raised his hand to wipe the blood stains on the corners of his mouth and chin, and wiped them all on the monk's robe, without any feeling that it was inappropriate.

This guy...

Yang An's mouth twitched slightly.

As a Buddhist, he couldn't bear to watch it. Is the sacred monk's robe used for such a thing?

In order to protest, he couldn't help but raise his hand and wipe the cold sweat on his forehead with the monk's robe.

He almost ran out just now, but fortunately nothing happened.

"Is the Zen master practicing the method?"

Yang An pretended to be calm and slowly walked back to his seat, asking as he walked.

He didn't expect Qingkong to answer this question. After all, what kind of method to practice is a personal privacy.

But unexpectedly, Qingkong smiled and nodded.

"Buddha's wise eye, Qingkong is practicing the Flesh-Relinquishing Zen among the thirty-six Zens of my great master Shangshan.

Practice Zen with flesh, choose the way with Zen, and enlighten the mind with the way."

"..."

What does it mean?

Qingkong actually explained it to him, but Yang An didn't understand what this method was for, flesh and blood?

"Flesh-Relinquishing Zen can merge with the flesh and blood of all things, abandon filthy things, and produce flesh and blood with more Buddha nature.

Buddha's children may also be able to come into contact with such a wonderful Zen method in the future."

"..."

Good, good!

What a wonderful Zen method!

It is worthy of being Daitokuji Temple.

Yang An showed a look of sudden enlightenment and bowed to Qingkong.

"Amitabha, Yuanji didn't expect that the Zen master was actually practicing. I disturbed the Zen master rashly. I hope you will forgive me."

"Your Highness, the Buddhist son, you worry too much.

You can practice Zen all the time, but Your Highness, the Buddhist son, can't see you all the time.

Your Highness, the Buddhist son, can come to visit Qingkong on his own initiative. Qingkong is flattered. How dare I blame you."

Qingkong said in a very friendly tone.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"This time Yuanji came to visit the Zen master to ask for something."

Yang An explained his purpose.

"Yuanji went to Daguan Cave Zen before and learned from the Buddha's Fate Hall that the Zen master took away something half a month ago, called the Fox Wolf Wood Heart.

There is no surplus of this thing in the Jiling Hall, and it will take too long to collect it again. Yuanji is in urgent need of this thing now.

So I came to see the Zen Master and wanted to ask the Zen Master if he still has any spare parts. "

"Fox Wolf Mu Xin?"

Zen Master Qingkong recalled it for a moment and immediately remembered it.

"It is true that I took this thing from Foyuan Hall half a month ago. There are seven copies in total, but there are still four copies left.

I didn't expect His Highness Buddha to come here for this thing, but it was a coincidence. "

After hearing Qingkong's words, Yang Yu's face also showed joy.

Sure enough, there was still some left, but not all was used.

"I dare to ask Zen Master, if Zen Master can't use the remaining things, can you give the remaining fox wolf Mu Xinyun to Yuan Ji? Just treat it as a loan from Zen Master. Yuan Ji will definitely return it someday."

Even if he is a disciple of Buddhism, this status is not useful in front of these Zen masters.

What's more, the two of them haven't had any interactions before, so naturally they have to talk about borrowing and repaying.

Of course, if Qingkong didn't plan to borrow it, Yang Yu had no choice but to give up.

It all depends on what Qingkong means.

Faced with Yang Yu's request, Qingkong didn't agree immediately, nor did he refuse. He just smiled.

I don't know what kind of medicine this guy is selling in his gourd, so Yang Yu can only smile and wait for his reply.

But Qingkong sighed softly.

"Your Highness, Buddha, since you have gone to Foyuan Hall, you naturally know that this fox wolf Mu Xin does not exist in our Dade Temple. It can only be collected in the prefecture of Jinlu Pavilion. This thing is very special. precious."

"It is precisely because of this that Yuan Ji came here to pay a visit to the Zen Master. The Zen Master has something to say, but it doesn't matter."

Yang Yu replied, but the smile on his face stopped.

This guy obviously chose to trade.

From the very beginning, it is explained that this thing is precious and hard-won, and the value of this thing is raised.

If he wants to get the fox wolf Mu Xin, Qingkong must say that there are certain conditions.

The meaning of Yang Yu's words was also very clear. He asked him to set conditions, just to put it bluntly, don't make any twists and turns.

He finally understood, whether it was the previous monks, Haishu Bodhisattva, or Qingkong.

All of them are masters of going around in circles to sell off information.

It's really tiring to deal with these bald donkeys.

Hearing Yang Yu's words, the smile on Qingkong's face became even brighter.

"As expected of His Highness the Buddha, he is endowed with intelligence and perfect wisdom.

Qingkong didn't say much. If Buddha wanted Qingkong to give up the fox wolf Muxin in his hand, he could!

But the Buddha must come to exchange for something. How about you and I bartering, just and equitable? "

"What?"

Yang Yu didn't talk nonsense and asked bluntly.

Qingkong immediately smiled, then stared at Yang Yu and slowly said:

"His Royal Highness the Buddha must have this thing, it is a bit of flesh and blood from His Highness the Buddha!

His Royal Highness Buddha also saw just now that what Qingkong practices is one of the thirty-six Zens, the Body-Sacrificing Zen..."

"This thing is impossible!"

Before Qingkong finished speaking, Yang Yu immediately interrupted him and refused.

Want his flesh and blood? What a joke!

He was also surprised how this guy could explain to him what the practice of sacrificing flesh was.

It's a shame that this guy had already set his sights on him as soon as he entered the door and had his mind set on him.

Not to mention that Yang Yu's current cultivation level has been hidden and sealed, and it is not that easy to recover after being given flesh and blood.

Even if he was not sealed, it would be impossible for him to give his flesh and blood to anyone.

You want to ask why?

In this world, there is no why!

After receiving Yang Yu's answer, Qingkong didn't do anything, but had a look of regret on his face.

The Buddha in front of him is the reincarnation of the real Buddha. Although this physical body may not have much to do with the real Buddha, it is still full of strong attraction for Qingkong, who has practiced the Zen of Self-sacrifice.

However, Yang Yu's reaction seemed to be within his expectation, and he could only smile helplessly.

Yang Yu's attitude was very firm and there was no room for negotiation.

This is again in Dade Temple. As a Zen master, he can attack other people without any reason, without any reason, but he cannot act rashly when dealing with a Buddhist disciple.

"Zen Master forgives Yuan Ji for being unable to agree to such conditions. Yuan Ji takes his leave."

Yang Yu didn't say anything more, with a cold expression on his face. He immediately stood up and bowed before retreating towards the porch.

But even though he was so determined, he already had speculations in his mind.

three!

two!

one!

"Buddha, stay!"

Qingkong immediately stood up and offered words to persuade him to stay.

Yang Yu suddenly snorted in his heart, it was indeed the case.

This guy is doing this again.

If you make the initial conditions very harsh, he will definitely refuse.

In this case, if he sets another condition, it will become much easier to accept than the first condition, no matter how difficult it is.

These bald donkeys are each as smart as a monkey. Fortunately, he is familiar with these routines.

Yang Yu stopped and looked up at Qingkong.

So, what will be this guy's other condition?

I got up late today...emmmm, I owe another chapter, I'm guilty! I am guilty! ! !