The resentful souls were overwhelmed and turned into white light and flew out of the soul-receiving formation. Konghou leaned on the phoenix head to encourage him to maintain his sitting position. He could hardly hear any sound in his ears, and his vision was so blurred that he could only see hazy phantoms, and there was pain everywhere in his body. , as long as she closes her eyes, she can fall asleep.
In a trance, a gentle woman walked out of countless resentful souls. She bowed to Konghou from a distance, and said something, but Konghou couldn't hear it clearly. She opened her eyes wide to see the other person's mouth. She smiled, turned and disappeared into a streamer.
After this woman passed away, countless resentful souls saluted her, including a reckless peasant woman, a gentle scholar, an elegant and beautiful daughter, Kong Hou rubbed his eyes, only hating that his vision was too blurry now.
A child who was only three or four years old ran in front of her. In her ignorant eyes, she didn't understand what life and death were, and she had already become a dead soul. Konghou coughed a few times and swallowed the sweet blood in his mouth. She was afraid of scaring the child.
The child opened his arms towards her, Konghou bent over and hugged her, placing him on his knees. She really didn't have the strength to stand up, so she just sat in the mud puddle and saved some energy.
She heard the child's voice, the child was laughing, with big eyes, no fear, no sadness, just pure joy.
Konghou watched her disappear in his arms little by little, turned into a streamer and flew away, looked up at the drizzling sky: "May the next life be free from suffering and live a peaceful life."
The robe on her body was already tattered and stained with muddy water. Kong Hou forced herself to get up from the ground with a sigh of relief. Her mind was buzzing. Her ears, mouth and nose were all itchy. She wanted to reach out and rub it. With an uncomfortable itching nose, he found that his hands were covered in blood, so he had to give up.
As if someone was calling her name, Konghou, who was in pain all over his body, turned his head slowly, and saw Huan Zong running towards him, his beautiful and flawless face was full of horror, she frowned in doubt, what happened to Huan Zong, this formation. Isn't it already broken
She wanted to speak, but opened her mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Her stomach seemed to be full of blood, and she couldn't stop vomiting. She covered her mouth, her vision became more and more blurred, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.
"Konghou!" When people are most frightened, they will forget many of their abilities and can only maintain their innate instincts. Huan Zong forgot that he was a cultivator and everything, so he ran to Konghou's side in embarrassment and stretched out his arms to hug the fainted Konghou.
Konghou's nose, ears, and even the corners of his eyes were bleeding. Huan Zong's hand holding Konghou was shaking violently, and the spiritual energy of his whole body was poured into Konghou's body without reservation.
The rain soaked his hair, and the filthy muddy water soaked his brocade shoes. He was always clean of fine dust, but he could no longer estimate these. All his attention was on the person in his arms.
"Wake up, Konghou, wake up." Huan Zong took out a bottle of vitality pill from the storage ring and fed it to Konghou's mouth with shaking hands. Before most of the medicine reached Konghou's mouth, he was shaken into the muddy water.
Yuan Qi Dan is not something that melts in the mouth, Huan Zong put the medicine in his mouth, bent down and put it into Konghou's mouth.
"Amitabha." Fa Tan, who came down from the cloud head, saw this scene, and he couldn't avoid and did not continue to go forward. He turned his head and said to Lin Hu, "Lin Shizhu, Lao Na understands some superficial medical principles."
The man who embraced the girl in the rain did not cry or make noise, but made people feel his panic and sadness. Fa Tan is a Buddhist cultivator, a Buddhist cultivator who does not understand the love between men and women, but he has seen a lot of love between men and women, separation of life and death.
He thought that perhaps in the past 100 years, it would be impossible to persuade these two to join Buddhism.
The two vitality pills entered Konghou's belly, but there was no response. Huan Zong put his hand on her lifeline, ready to continue to inject spiritual energy into her body.
"Young Master." Lin Hu walked up to him, holding an umbrella to cover the rain falling from the sky for him and Konghou: "Don't be in a hurry, let's ask Master Fa Tan to take a look at Miss Konghou."
Huan Zong blinked, the rain on his eyelashes fell, he hugged Konghou by the waist, no matter how dirty she was at the moment, he didn't care. A little toes, Huan Zong flew to Fa Tan: "Master..."
Fa Tan didn't need him to say more, he stretched out his hand to check Konghou's pulse. The disciples behind him were a little moved when they saw Konghou's appearance at the moment.
The five orifices were bleeding, and the flesh and blood of ten fingers were blurred, and bones were almost visible. There are countless small wounds on the body, and there is almost no good place. The little girl who was charming and charming when I first met, almost became a bloody person at this moment.
The Buddha Lord once sacrificed her body to feed the eagle. This Konghou girl sacrificed her life to save the people. This is a great benevolence and a righteousness. No wonder Master said that she has more Buddha-nature than them.
Fa Tan sighed and retracted his hand: "Miss Konghou's aura was overused, and she was attacked by the suffocating qi in the soul-absorbing array, and her inner abdomen was seriously damaged. If it was someone else, I'm afraid..."
With the cultivation of the heartbeat period, to save so many resentful souls is undoubtedly a fight for life. Coincidentally, the Konghou girl was originally a person from this world, and she also had the power of belief of the people in this world. This kind of belief is almost useless for monks, but at this moment and here, belief has become the life-saving charm of Konghou.
Buddhists pay attention to cause and effect, and the cause between the people in this world and the Konghou girl has forged a good fruit.
"Don't worry, Miss Konghou doesn't have to worry about her life." Fa Tan saw Huan Zong staring at Konghou in a daze, "Just find a quiet place and let Miss Konghou cultivate for a few days. It's just that her meridians are disordered and she can't experience the two worlds for the time being. Span…”
"Immortals, Bodhisattvas." The local governor summoned up his courage and walked over, "The villain's residence has been cleaned up, the immortals are invited to rest here." He looked worriedly at Konghou in Huanzong's arms, but in front of so many immortals He didn't dare to look at it.
Although they couldn't understand what Princess Konghou did just now, but after she played that tune and it started to rain, the people who were already sick began to get better, and they knew that it was Princess Konghou who saved them.
However, after seeing the princess covered in blood and being carried out by the immortals, they began to understand that even if it is an immortal, there is a price to pay for saving mortals. For them, Princess Konghou is the real "own person", and they were relieved after seeing that other immortals were worried about Princess Konghou's body.
"No need." Huanzong refused the invitation of the governor, "I know a quieter place."
The prefect felt uneasy, and forced his courage to ask: "It's not just..."
Huan Zong ignored him, flew into the air, and disappeared into the air.
The prefect's face was even more worried, where would the immortal take Princess Konghou Konghou
"The epidemic here has been resolved, and you can rebuild your home." Lin Hu looked at the boy in the crowd, holding a baby boy, "Those two children have some old relationship with Fairy Konghou, please adults take good care of them when they grow up."
"Please rest assured, the immortals. When things are over here, the little ones will take them as adopted sons and daughters and take good care of them." The governor's wife and children have died in this epidemic. In the future life, there are children who can take care of them and comfort them. The rest of my life.
"That's good." Lin Hu saw that the governor was a loyal and good person, and he didn't doubt what he said. He took out a box of golden pills and a box of medicinal materials from his arms, "It's work."
"How can this be possible." The governor saw the whole box of gold, and refused to accept it. "Take care of these two children, and I am willing to take care of these two children, how can I accept the immortal's reason."
"This is a gift from Konghou girl to the two juniors, please accept it for you."
The prefect refused, but had no choice but to accept it.
Fa Tan quietly stood aside and waited for Lin Hu to explain the chores before saying: "Lin Shizhu, Lao Na will leave first, and see you at the sect exchange meeting next year."
"Thank you for your help this time, Master." Lin Hu gave a big gift, "When I get to Peicheng, I will thank you next time with your son."
"Master Lin is very polite, the Buddha crossed the world, the people here, and the poor monks will naturally be able to cross." Fa Tan folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's way, "Although this is to save them, it is also to save ourselves."
Lin Hu returned a salute, and when he raised his head again, these monks in Qingjing Temple had turned into auspicious lights and flew far away.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" A small yellow crawled into the hall and knelt in front of Emperor Jinghong, "Just now there was a divine light flashing in the sky, and the immortals have returned."
"Really?" Emperor Jinghong put down the memorial in his hand, and said with joy on his face that he had not rested for many days, "I will visit here." After saying this, he hurried to the harem.
Running outside the palace gate, Emperor Jinghong saw from a distance that the empress, the prince and others were all there, but for some unknown reason, everyone was standing outside.
"Your Majesty." Seeing him, the queen bowed vainly and said, "There seems to be an invisible wall outside, and we can't get in."
Emperor Jinghong reached out and touched it. There was an invisible wall in the void that stopped them all. He touched it several times before putting away his amazed expression, "I'm afraid this is the method of the Xianjia."
"Father, the immortals set up this invisible wall, presumably because they don't want us to disturb, why don't we come back later?" Although the prince was also worried about the epidemic in the southeast, he did not dare to offend the immortals.
"My son's words are polite." Emperor Jinghong took two steps back and bowed in the direction of the main hall. "Everyone will go back and arrange for the palace servants to stay here. If the immortals have any needs, they must try their best to satisfy them."
When the emperor and the prince left, the queen looked worriedly at the closed palace gate, turned around and left silently.
After another five days, the palace gate was still not open, but urgent messages came from several cities in the southeast, saying that the epidemic had been resolved, and someone saw the divine light in the sky. This is the blessing of the gods.
With a stroke of his pen, Emperor Jinghong wrote a letter to all the people.
The general idea is that this matter is not his work, but Fairy Konghou hears the great disaster in this world, and shows her immortal body to save her. Emperor Jinghong, who was able to stand out among many rebel groups and finally won the throne, would feel ashamed even the minister who was best at flattering in the previous dynasty when he wanted to flatter a person.
In this letter to the people, it is written how Fairy Konghou broke the distinction between immortals and ordinary people in order to save the people, and how much she paid to drive away the god of plague that harmed the people, so that the world can be peaceful.
After Lin Hu saw the content of the book to tell Wanmin, his expression was very subtle, and he copied a copy of the content and brought it back to the palace.
"I think this human emperor is someone who is good at writing stories..."
Huan Zong looked at Konghou, who was sleeping on the bed, and said expressionlessly, "You should step back."