Chapter 162: Comparison Between Before and After Reveals One's True Self

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Shi Xuan took out the Yin and Yang cylinder and released some of the restrictions inside: "This object can absorb water and hold objects. Although it cannot hold a sea, it is more than enough for a large lake. It should be enough to deal with floods."

Mrs. Fang took the Yin and Yang two cylinders with a solemn expression: "I will take all the people to thank my benefactor." Then she turned around and flew over the flood.

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In the flood.

There was a family of three holding a broken tree and swimming desperately towards the higher land. However, the current was fast and the waves came in waves. The child swam out three feet and was washed back five feet. Gradually, the child lost strength. , as soon as he let go of his hand, he was swept far away by the flood, struggling desperately in the water.

When his mother and father saw this, they held the wood and tried to swim over to save him. However, in the flood, the wood was not so easy to change direction. The father gritted his teeth, also loosened his hand, and used a wave to swim towards the child. go. The mother was still somewhat sensible. She knew that if she went at this time, it would only be a drag and disturb her husband from saving his son, so she murmured: "The Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Purdue Bodhisattva, please save my husband and children. If it works, I will definitely set up a nunnery at home, and from then on I will fast, chant sutras, and offer incense day and night."

Peining is floating in the turbid water. She is a lady and can't swim at all. If the wet nurse hadn't pulled her desperately, she would have been buried in the water. But at this moment, both of them have no strength and are slowly going underwater. She sank and struggled upward for a moment. When she felt the cold water overflowing her lips and reaching her nose, she finally despaired and closed her eyes. However, she felt very unwilling to do so. She was only twenty-eight years old and was in the middle of her life. How could you die like this when you are at your most beautiful and splendid? Gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas with great supernatural powers, whoever among you will save me, I will be your loyal believer from now on.

Such scenes not only appear here, but are everywhere in the flood. Of course, some people who are trying to survive have no time to pray to the Bodhisattva, but their relatives and friends who are temporarily safe are helpless and can only pray to the Bodhisattva. Pray to the Buddha to seek some psychological comfort or hope for a miracle to happen.

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The high land above the water was now densely packed with people. They were the ones closest to the place when the flood came, so they had a chance to escape.

As many people escaped from the flood or were rescued, there were more and more people here. This was nothing, but the flood was still rising, and the land that had just emerged from the water was , can submerge the insteps of people in the blink of an eye, so everyone rushes to higher ground.

But there were already people standing higher up, and a large number of people could not squeeze in no matter how hard they squeezed. Seeing that the water level under their feet was getting higher and higher, some people fought, some begged, some raised children above their heads, and even more Many people pray to immortals and gods, hoping that some god or Buddha can save them from the sea of ​​suffering.

Suddenly, a misty and sacred voice came from the sky: "I heard your prayers and came here to save you." The voice was not loud, but it echoed thousands of times, as if it resounded in everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked excitedly and saw a majestic jade-faced Bodhisattva standing on a nine-level lotus platform, holding a white jade pure vase in his palm, with golden flowers falling all around him, and behind his head was a majestic and sacred golden light. Listen carefully. , as if you can hear countless people reciting sutras and praying devoutly, which makes those who hear it calm their hearts and forget about the mundane world, looking like a true god!

But it was Fang who saw that there was a way to save the water, so he revealed his true form. As a Shinto monk, he would never do good deeds without leaving his name.

"That, that is Pudu Bodhisattva!!" A believer of Fang family recognized the origin of this Bodhisattva and shouted excitedly.

When tens of thousands of people in despair saw the Bodhisattva coming, they were filled with ecstasy and gratitude. So they all fell to their knees and chanted in unison: "Pudu Bodhisattva is so compassionate and compassionate, please save us."

Fang smiled slightly and said nothing. In the eyes of many people, he threw the white jade bottle. The white jade bottle grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a mountain. Then the bottle mouth was released downwards. There are two huge gases, one black and one white. When one of them touches the water surface, the water is like a water dragon soaring into the sky, flying into the mouth of the bottle continuously.

Strangely enough, only the floodwaters were absorbed, while the people, wood, broken bricks, and broken tiles in the water were all left intact.

After a few breaths, the loess under the high land reappeared in front of everyone. The people here were shocked and kowtowed again devoutly, silently chanting: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Bodhisattva."

After a few more breaths, the floodwater had receded to the embankment. The mother of the family of three had already watched in despair as her husband held the child and sank under the water, but in the blink of an eye, she saw them lying peacefully on the ground. She looked around in a daze, as if she didn't believe it was air instead of water. Tears of surprise flowed from her eyes uncontrollably, and she kept chanting: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Bodhisattva."

Peining was closing his eyes and waiting to die, but after a long time, he didn't see any water in his nose. So he opened his eyes blankly and looked around. He only saw himself sitting in the yellow mud, and the wet nurse who was dressed in extremely dirty clothes was also confused. Looking at myself, it wasn't until I heard everyone's prayers and saw the Bodhisattva in mid-air that I rushed to the wet nurse crying and laughing.

When the flood water receded a few feet below the original water level, everyone saw Pudu Bodhisattva move his hand. The white jade pure bottle immediately retracted the black and white energy, then slowly became smaller and flew back to the Bodhisattva's palm.

As the Yin and Yang cylinders were withdrawn, the patter of rain also stopped, and streaks of sunshine fell from the sky. Fang looked gratefully at Shi Xuan, who was invisible in mid-air. It turned out that Shi Xuan used Tai Chi diagrams to disperse the dark clouds.

Bathed in the warm and hopeful golden sunshine, the people looked at Pudu Bodhisattva enthusiastically. Pudu Bodhisattva continued to say in that ethereal and sacred voice: "I can only save temporary emergencies. You should save yourself first." , Repair the embankment quickly, otherwise it will be another disaster the next time it rains.”

At this time, no one had any thoughts of refuting, and all of them said respectfully and piously: "I will obey the Bodhisattva's decree."

Fang shied away when he saw the situation, and slowly disappeared. Only the sound of gratitude was left.

Later generations of Yangzhou records recorded that in that year, strange and mysterious things frequently occurred in Yangzhou, which was a sign of change in the world.

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Above a white cloud, Mrs. Fang returned the Yin and Yang cylinders to Shi Xuan: "Thank you so much, my benefactor. To be honest, when I heard them praising me and praising me like that just now, I blushed a little. It was my benefactor who really contributed." "Mr."

Shi Xuan played with the yin and yang gas bottles and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Speaking of which, Pindao has gained something. Those praises are far less than this."

Fang asked curiously: "What harvest, why didn't I see it?"

"Haha, some mental experiences. Mainly in two aspects. On the one hand, when I just saw the people struggling in the flood, I was thinking, if I don't have magic power, what will happen to me in this situation? How? The only answer is to resign yourself to fate and pray for help from others in despair. Therefore, immortality is the goal, and being able to adapt to the state of mind for immortality is key, but the ability to protect oneself is also indispensable." He said lightly, although it is not completely correct, but the experience and understanding itself is a process of slowly eliminating the false and retaining the true. It is impossible to understand everything at once. At this stage, it is not bad to be able to reach this level.

Fang nodded, seeming to understand.

Shi Xuan continued: "On the other hand, compared to everyone's despair, sadness, and sadness just now, Pindao prefers the joy, touch, and tears in their eyes now that they have escaped death." He didn't say it clearly, after all, this is Shi Xuan A little understanding of one's own nature is, of course, very superficial.

"Yes, I am too." Fang said with a slight smile, then remembered something, covered her mouth and said, "My dear, your bottle is full of water, what should I do?"

"It's nothing. If you encounter a dry place on the road, just treat it as rain. If you don't find it, just dump it into the sea when Pindao returns overseas." Shi Xuan said nonchalantly, "Okay, Pindao Go back to the Deshengqiao Temple and wait for Mrs. Fang. After Mrs. Fang has treated the injured people with magic, remember to come back and discuss the previous matter with Pindao. "Shi Xuan could have taken action, but with Fang here, then. It seems superfluous.

Mrs. Fang gave a salute with great gestures: "I will definitely remember this."

Then Shi Xuan nodded and used the Shadowless Sword to escape back to Yangzhou City, while Fang directly lowered the cloud head and landed in her small riverside temple.

It was only then that Xu Jinyi arrived with a few disciples. Firstly, they received the news late, and secondly, their escape speed was not as fast as Shi Xuan's. Therefore, they only saw the scene after the flood receded and heard the people's comments about Pudu Bodhisattva. He couldn't help but be stunned by the words of gratitude. After a while, Xu Jinyi murmured: "It seems that Master Shi helped her behind Fang's back."

Then she sighed softly, called her disciples and went back. Although she had no regrets about her choice, she always felt a little ashamed when facing the stone master.

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More than three months later, in late autumn, golden leaves danced in the wind.

"Haha, it finally worked." Fang said with a smile. Behind her head, there was another round of precious light, but it was no longer golden, but as bright as the bright moon. After several months of discussions with Shi Xuan, she finally found a way to absorb all of Shi Xuan's incense and wish power, but from then on, she had another god name, Tianxuan Shangxian.

Of course, for Fang, this is not a problem at all. She is a wild child, not an orthodox Buddhist heritage, and because of Shi Xuan's relationship, she is more inclined to Taoist gods, so Shangxian and Bodhisattva are just a title for her. .

Shi Xuan put down a baggage and felt relaxed in his heart: "Thank you so much, Mrs. Fang. I still have a few disciples that I need to visit, so I'll say goodbye today." Shi Xuan never thought about bringing Fang to the world of immortality. , because for Fang, the Middle-earth land where there are not many experts at this stage is more suitable for her to gather incense.

"I hope that when I succeed in my practice in the future, I can see my benefactor again. Well, by then I will be able to use incense to condense a secret treasure. This is the collective effort of all people. For my benefactor, it may be something magical. "Fang didn't hold back either. It was normal for monks to part ways for several years or decades. As for the secret treasure, Fang didn't tell Shi Xuan. It would make her cultivation level take a step back. Even if she was a member of the Shinto, it would be difficult for her to make up her mind to refine it for herself.

Shi Xuan didn't care whether he wanted it or not, but he didn't want to hurt Fang's desire to repay his kindness, so he said, "Well, let's talk about it then."