Qining supported Kongzang, but Kongzang gently pushed him away, took two steps forward, clasped his hands and said: "Donor Mu, the mute slave is not dead, but just passed away. Although his body is no longer alive, we have chanted for him. After salvation, one can naturally reincarnate. Life is not life, and death is not death. Life and death are just reincarnations."
Ksitigarbha sneered and said, "You promised back then that you would help me get the Xuanwu Pill to wake him up."
"That's what the old monk said." Kongzang sighed: "The five precepts of Buddhism are to abstain from killing, stealing, engaging in sexual misconduct, lying, and drinking. The old monk knew that the end of the mute slave was coming, but he did not break his promise. If you tell lies and violate the great precepts, you will not be able to be reborn, Amitabha...!"
Ksitigarbha stroked the sarcophagus gently, looked at the huge pile of rocks holding the Xuanwu beast, and asked, "Can the Xuanwu Pill bring him back to life?"
Zhuo Qingyang shook his head and said: "The mute slave passed away many years ago, and now he can still keep his body intact, just because we have been using medicine to maintain it. Death is like a lamp going out. He disappeared many years ago, not to mention that this world is basically There is no medicine that can bring the dead back to life. Even if there is, he has been dead for many years and there is nothing he can do about it. Donor Mu, the mute slave lost consciousness decades ago. Maybe he himself has long wanted to enter the path of reincarnation. Continuing to endure torture, although you have good intentions and want to bring the dead back to life, but...!"
Before he finished speaking, Ksitigarbha's expression changed and he raised his right hand. Qining had been paying attention to Ksitigarbha's movements. When he saw the movement of her right hand, he knew something was wrong. He was very close to Zhuo Qingyang and immediately stepped aside to protect Zhuo Qingyang. In front of Yang, a strong force of energy hit his face.
That energy was silent and arrived as soon as it was spoken. If Qi Ning hadn't noticed something was wrong, this energy would have hit Zhuo Qingyang silently. With Zhuo Qingyang's strength, it was impossible to resist it.
When the energy came, Qi Ning had already activated his internal energy. He pushed forward with his palms and collided with the energy. Although the energy was blocked, his body was shocked. He only felt that his internal organs trembled violently and gave birth to a wave of energy. I felt nauseous and almost wanted to vomit, but I still suppressed the vomiting feeling.
Ji Zang glanced at Qi Ning coldly and said calmly: "You want to die with them?" Her tone was cold and full of threats, but judging from the meaning of her words, it seemed that her original intention was not to kill Qi Ning.
"Senior Mu, can you please listen to what I say from the bottom of my heart?" Qining took a step forward and cupped his hands.
Ksitigarbha stared at Qining and asked, "What?"
"Some people were indeed at fault for what happened in the Snowy Mountains back then, and I admire Senior Mute Nu's self-sacrifice for others." Qining looked at Ksitigarbha and said slowly: "When you two came down from the Snowy Mountains, Mute Slave Senior Nu was injured and fell into a coma, and he never woke up again, which really makes people pity and sympathize with him. But Senior Mu should also know that life and death are determined by destiny, and wealth is in heaven. Some things may be changed by human power, but matters of life and death are really not. It can be turned around by human power. The senior mute slave has been in a coma for decades and is still breathing. It can be said to be a huge miracle. However, he is a flesh and blood body after all. Although he has been supported by medicine, he is in a coma and his body can only Maybe he will gradually become weak until he dies. This cannot be changed by human power." He glanced at Master Kongzang and said, "Master Kongzang has lied to you all these years. You are angry and resentful towards the master. But in my opinion, Not only should you not have any hatred towards Master, but you should even be grateful for Master’s kindness to you.”
Master Kong Zang and Zhuo Qingyang looked at each other, both a little stunned. Ksitigarbha also said expressionlessly: "Why should I be grateful to him?"
"Senior Mu has been taking Senior Mute Slave to search for the magical medicine, but in the end he was unable to save his life. King Huainan finally sent Senior Mute Slave to Daguangming Temple, just because in his opinion, if there is still a glimmer of hope in the world, he can save Mute Slave Senior, only Daguangming Temple can do this." Qining sighed: "Daguangming Temple is the leader of all the major sects in the world, and there are many masters in the temple. The masters I am talking about do not mean masters of martial arts, but in the fields of Buddhism and medicine. Top talents." He asked Master Kongzang, "Master, am I wrong in what I said?"
Kongzang put his hands together and said: "This temple does have a pharmacy, and there are indeed experts who are proficient in pharmacology. They are not miracle doctors, but there are many people. If they work together, there are indeed few injuries that can stump them."
"Since Master hopes that you can participate in the Duckweed Project, he will naturally try his best to meet your conditions." Qining turned his attention to Ksitigarbha again: "You just hope that Daguangming Temple can rescue Senior Mute Slave. If Master can do it, of course he will Go all out and never slack off.”
Master Kongzang sang the Buddha's name and said: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Even if the donor does not participate in the pagoda, the old monk will go all out."
"Senior Mute Nu passed away not long after entering the temple. It's definitely not because Daguangming Temple didn't try its best, but... Well, with all due respect, it's just that the deadline has come, and even if Daluo Jinxian is still alive, there is nothing he can do to save his life." Qining sighed: "Senior Mute Slave passed away. I can understand Senior Mu's mood, but Master and Mr. Zhuo cannot be blamed for this matter." Qi Ning looked solemn: "On the contrary, it was Master who concealed the truth about Senior Mute Slave's passing. At least Senior Mu has been I have hope in my heart, so that I won’t cry heartbrokenly many years ago. Moreover, Senior Mu only wants to repay the hatred of Snow Mountain back then. Without Duckweed’s help, Senior Mu asks himself, can he deal with several great masters and avenge Senior Mute Slave?”
Ksitigarbha stared at Qining and said nothing.
"That's why I said that if we really talk about it, Senior Mu would like to thank Master and Mr. Zhuo." Qining said: "Not only did they assist Senior in revenge, but they also delayed Senior's pain for many years."
After a period of silence, they heard Ksitigarbha suddenly burst into laughter. There was not only a hint of anger in her laughter, but also sadness. Everyone knew that no one was Ksitigarbha's rival at that time. Hearing her laughter made people feel sick in their hearts. This woman took action silently, and no one knew whether she would take action suddenly.
"They have lied to me for many years, and you say that I want to thank them?" Ksitigarbha sneered: "If they had been unable to save me and told me the truth, I could have taken the mute slave to find another famous doctor and wonderful medicine, and there may not be no hope. "
Qi Ning smiled bitterly and said: "Senior knows in his heart that there is no hope at all. If there is really hope, it is impossible for Senior Mute Slave not to recover for decades? Before Senior Mute Slave entered Daguangming Temple, Senior had naturally traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains. After visiting famous doctors and good medicines, and with the help of the King of Huainan, there was still no way to save the day. When they were sent to Daguangming Temple, Senior Mute Slave had no time left. Even if I really told you the truth, could it be that the miracle doctor and good medicine that you have not been able to find for decades would be enough? Can you find it in just half a year?”
Ksitigarbha snorted coldly, but at this moment, Qining heard Beigong's voice coming from behind: "As long as the body is not damaged, it may not be... that it may not be possible to bring the dead back to life!"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him again, but they saw Beigong struggling to sit up. Just now everyone was looking at Jizo, but they didn't know when Beigong sat up.
Beigong was hit in the center with a tyrannical punch by the island owner. Everyone knew that the power of that punch was beyond imagination, so everyone knew that Beigong was still severely injured and his life was in danger, but they didn't expect that Beigong still persisted until this point. At that time, Qi Ning wondered whether Beigong's cultivation level was much higher than that of the island owner, but the island owner's punch did not cause fatal damage to Beigong.
But what surprised everyone even more was that Bei Gong actually said that as long as his body was not damaged, he could come back to life. This was unbelievable. If it were someone else who said it, no one would believe it. But when Bei Gong said this, everyone believed it. Believing and doubting, Qin Ning secretly thought to himself, is it possible that there really is a way to bring the dead back to life
Ksitigarbha had a stern look on his face, but when he heard Beigong's words, a trace of joy flashed across his brows. He looked at Beigong and asked, "You said a mute slave can be brought back to life?"
Beigong sighed softly and raised his head slightly to look at the sky.
The only person Ksitigarbha cared about the most in his whole life was the mute slave, and he tried his best to make the mute slave wake up. At this time, he heard that Beigong had a way. In despair, he gave birth to a glimmer of hope and walked towards Beigong, only a few steps away. He looked at Beigong and said, "What did you say?"
Beigong raised a hand with some difficulty and said, "Look at the lines in my palm."
Qi Ning saw that it was quite difficult for Bei Gong to raise his arms, and he understood that Bei Gong was running out of energy at this moment, and the movements that ordinary people could do were now very difficult for the great master.
Everyone was a little surprised when they heard that Beigong asked Ksitigarbha to look at the lines on his palms. They didn't know what the connection between the resurrection from the dead and the lines on his palms were.
Ksitigarbha was also a little confused. Resurrection from the dead was of course unbelievable, but a flying stone from the Snowy Mountains could turn a few people with modest qualifications into great masters who transcended time. So resurrection from the dead was certainly not impossible.
And these words came from Beigong's mouth. Ksitigarbha was obsessed with Beigong back then. Although they couldn't get together, he had followed Beigong for many years and knew a lot about Beigong's temperament. He knew that Beigong never believed what he said. The technique of bringing the dead back to life was probably true, so he couldn't help but get closer and lowered his head to look at Beigong's palm.
"The secret of resurrecting the dead lies in the palm prints." Beigong's breath was weak: "Mute slave...!" Before he could finish what he said, his whole body bounced up like a ball. The speed was so fast and shocking that everyone Unexpectedly, Beigong, who was about to die, could still act like this at this time. Even Jizo's face changed color.
"boom!"
Beigong's palm hit Ksitigarbha's heart firmly. Ksitigarbha's body took a few steps back, but Beigong who made the final blow had already fallen to the ground, and his body moved slightly. , but couldn't get up at all. He used his remaining strength to strike the last palm. After this strike, his whole body was completely weak.
Ksitigarbha took a few steps back and felt a sweetness in his throat. Although he suppressed himself and prevented himself from vomiting blood, blood still overflowed from the corners of his mouth. His heart felt like it was split, and the pain was so severe that no one could have imagined that Beigong still had the power to send out The last blow did not make anyone think that Beigong would take action against Ksitigarbha.