"Flesh Bodhisattva, you also believe in Flesh Bodhisattva, now Yi'er has a glimmer of hope, and the monk Qi Luoya who came to Shaolin Temple recently is not a liar, as I heard from Wu Yunlong, he is the authentic descendant of ancient Indian yoga, practicing Gao Shen has already reached the realm of a Living Buddha, if you invite him here, maybe there will be a glimmer of hope."
Yan Yuanyi's mother was crying and nagging at the same time.
Yan Shoujing looked at many heartbroken wives whose hair has turned white since the death of his daughter, and sighed, "That's the only way, now we really have no choice but to pray to God and pray to Buddha to grab the last straw gone."
Originally, as Yan Shoujing's military leader and veteran cadre, he disdained to pray to gods and worship Buddha, and even if it was spread out, it made people laugh, and he himself didn't believe in any kind of Buddhism, Taoism, gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts. But for the sake of his own daughter, he had no choice but to grasp at the last straw. This was tantamount to going to the doctor in a hurry.
"I'll go and invite Wu Yunlong, let him go to Shaolin Temple."
Yan Shoujing has also aged a lot.
Southeast Asia, Indonesia.
Since returning from sweeping the Japanese martial arts world, Wang Chao's whole life fell into a short period of calm again. It was still early before the martial arts conference, and the major forces in the world were in full swing, but he was sitting leisurely by the sea and looking at several this book.
Huo Linger and Tan Wendong were on the beach by the sea, sometimes gesticulating with fists and feet, sometimes sitting cross-legged on the beach and meditating, focusing on various acupuncture points on the body, and sometimes taking a walk, with a very leisurely demeanor.
These two people practiced differently, each practiced their own way, not the same routine, and their behaviors were also very different. Obviously, they each had their own understanding of their own boxing exercises.
However, Wang Chao didn't pay attention to how the two of them practiced kung fu, but read a few books wholeheartedly. The few books he read, except for a few ancient medical books, such as "Huangdi Neijing" and "Materia Medica", It is just some translated stories of Buddhism, and there are no classics on boxing and martial arts.
While Wang Chao was reading, suddenly, Huo Ling'er came over, looking hesitant to speak.
"What? What's wrong? Do you have anything to ask me?" Wang Chao raised his head, looked at Huo Ling'er and asked.
"Master, what is dantian?" Huo Linger suddenly asked a question only for beginners in martial arts. Hearing this question, even Tan Wendong who was not far away stopped in his tracks, and there was a difference in his eyes. look.
"Senior sister, why do you hear such a superficial question?" Tan Wendong came over and asked.
"This is not a superficial problem." Wang Chao understood immediately, "Ling'er, your boxing skills have improved so fast? Are you starting to be subtle?"
"Yeah." Huo Ling'er nodded: "When I recently practiced kung fu and moved the blood to the lower abdomen, I felt a lot of sensitive places. It seems that the part of the dantian is as big as a palm, and there are no less than dozens of sensitive points. .I don’t even know which orifice to concentrate the blood on. If something goes wrong, I suspect that something will go wrong, and I will sit on my hips with Dan, but with so many sensitive points, which one should I focus on?”
It turned out that the reason why Huo Linger asked Wang Chao such a simple question was that now Sensitivity has broken through the realm of internal inspection of the five internal organs, and began to feel the subtle sensitive points in various parts of the body.
When she was practicing, she paid attention to the dantian of the lower abdomen, and when she moved the blood to that area, she found many tiny sensitive spots, and she didn't know where to concentrate the blood.
"Dantian, when you first practiced martial arts, it was generally recognized that it was the size of a palm three inches below the lower abdomen. But after martial arts enters Huajin and you start to explore slowly, you will find a lot of deeper things, different sects, and even people Everyone has their own understanding, even if it is a school of martial arts in Shaolin Temple, the boxing masters in it also have their own opinions. For example, the famous Qigong master Chunji in the East Shaolin Temple at that time believed that the real dantian was one inch below the belly button, five points inside the flesh However, Zhenxu, a qigong master in the South School, thinks that the Dantian point is three inches below the navel, three points below the skin. Dechan, a qigong master in the West School, thinks it is different, and thinks it is the one three inches below the navel, while Suxi But the monk thinks it is a point three inches below the belly button, five points below the skin. Shaolin school has so much talk, let alone other martial arts?"
After Wang Chao finished speaking, he sighed carefully.
"Then where is the dantian of our faction? How to move the blood there? When will it disperse?" Huo Linger asked the point.
"My school of boxing believes that when a person stands facing the sun, three inches below the navel is due north, and an inch below the skin is the location where the God of True Martialism resides. Every day at Chenshi, which is also from 7:00 to 9:00 in the morning, belongs to the dragon. Then The blood is transported there. It needs to beat violently, and there is still time from 9 o'clock to 11 o'clock, but at this time, the blood has to slow down, like a snake. In fact, Xiu belongs to Wudang boxing. In fact, it is also a turtle-snake pan, and the turtle is Dragon, the dragon has nine sons, among them is a tortoise. It is also the Qi and blood transfer method in the joint attack of the dragon and the snake. You did not see the sensitive point of the God of Zhenwu before, so I will not tell you, lest you try it blindly. If you make a mistake, you will die immediately. This thing is the experience of countless people who have gone through countless lives. There is no mistake."
Wang Chao told Huo Linger the exact method of transporting qi and blood of his school, and then sighed: "The human body is too precise, more precise than any machine, and there is no room for mistakes. Since I broke through the void, my whole body is naked Like Liuli, who can see all the hidden points, see those densely packed acupuncture points, just like the stars in the sky. Even if you spend your whole life, you will not be able to understand the relationship between human beings, heaven, earth and time."
"Senior Zichen and you also practiced the same school of boxing, why are your achievements different?"
Huo Linger's eyes were pure, her heart became more and more silent, and her address for Tang Zichen gradually changed, becoming a senior.
"Later, I got rid of the shackles of this boxing technique, researched and explored the cultivation of Yoga Mahamudra, the blood transport of Yoga Mahamudra is in the west of Dantian, within an inch of skin and flesh below the navel, that place is the place where Amitabha Buddha lives. And the practice of yoga, when transporting blood, cooperates with the pronunciation, I also practice Buddhism, Taoism and Qigong, and I have experienced many dangers of life and death, and finally turned over and broke the void."
Wang Chaodao, although his words were simple, there was a sense of indifference beyond life and death, and a bright light of great wisdom.
"Yes, I know."
Huo Linger said. If it is said that in this world, besides Tang Zichen who understands Wang Chao the most, the other woman is her.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Huo Linger looked at the book in Wang Chao's hand, which was a booklet of popular short stories that recorded some supernatural powers in Buddhism.
"It's a story book." Wang Chao smiled: "This story is about the supernatural power that the Buddha recited to a dead person for seven days when he was preaching, and brought the dead back to life."
"There are so many stories about Buddhism, how can there be such an outrageous thing about bringing the dead back to life." Huo Linger shook her head.
"It's not necessarily true. The sound to wash the marrow has a very powerful power. If a person whose boxing skills have reached the realm of the outer world and breathes like thunder comes to chant, after a long time, it can shock the bone marrow and blood to rejuvenate. But the probability of this is too small It also needs to be that the person is not completely dead. In fact, it is the same as a person whose heart stopped beating, who can be revived by electric shock. Buddhism still has some real skills, otherwise, it is a heretical religion if it is all based on lip service. "
Wang Chao flicked the pages of the book with his nails.
While Wang Chao and his disciples were discussing boxing techniques, Yan Shoujing had already met Ziluoya, an Indian yoga master.
At the same time, there are also Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong, two alchemy masters. They all gathered at Yan's house.
"That's the monk?" Yan Shoujing sat on the seat and looked at Qi Luoya, who was wearing a red monk's robe and standing with his eyes downcast, his eyes were full of suspicion, and there were four words written on his face, pretending to be a ghost.
Naturally, he would not believe that these monks can cure diseases, and that they don't need medicine, and they can be cured by reciting a few scriptures.
Qi Luoya looked at Yan Shoujing with a bitter expression on his face, but he didn't speak, but his eyes shone brightly. Looking at Yan Shoujing, suddenly, his hands were clasped together with their index fingers together, his lips trembled, and he uttered a "Hum!" The word ", the sound came out, as if a big bell was ringing in a temple, the air vibrated, Yan Shoujing was shaken by the sound so that his teeth were numb, and he jumped up suddenly.
A person stood in front of the big bell of the temple and rang the bell violently. The sound shook people's whole body and marrow numb. This was Yan Shoujing's feeling.
"You've been restless lately, and your blood is stagnant in your liver. My voice shakes away the congestion in your liver. Stand up and try. Does your body feel a lot better?"
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Yan Shoujing stood up, frowned, turned around, and found that his body seemed much more comfortable.
"This is a psychological suggestion." After Yan Shoujing's activities, his eyes still didn't believe it. Looking at Qi Luoya, he had seen some qigong masters and liars, saying that Fagong cures diseases is actually a trick of psychological suggestion.
"No, this is the vibration of the voice, not a psychological suggestion. It is the mana of the mantra. No, no, it should be called sound therapy in another word." Ziluoya shook his head and said.
"Why do you have to say two things?" Yan Shoujing asked.
"In the uncivilized people, it is mana, and they are persuaded in the name of ghosts and gods, but now that I have come to a civilized society, let me explain it in civilized words. I am not pretending to be a ghost. In front of sensible people , I don’t pretend to be a ghost, and besides, there are two bodhisattvas in the flesh in front of me, both of whom are proficient in these. Aside from my identity as a practitioner, I am just a doctor now.” Zi Luoya said honestly.
"Interesting." After hearing Qi Luoya's words, Yan Shoujing felt that this monk was very interesting.
Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong glanced at each other, but they didn't think much of it. They were both alchemy masters. Qi Luoya's pronunciation of the mantra seemed normal, but their fists were good at killing people. Far less proficient than this monk.
"Let's go and see Yuanyi, but Yuanyi's vitality has been cut off, and this monk is the last straw." Wu Yunlong sighed.
This alchemy master also has no illusions about Qi Luoya, but it is better to have a chance than not to do it.
"Master Qi Luoya, Yuan Yi was killed by Wang Chao. You know Wang Chao's boxing skills very well. Are you sure?" Liu Mubai asked.
"Wang Chao's realm has already seen his mind and nature, and he can see the Tathagata. He is the Tathagata, and the Tathagata is him. His supernatural powers have reached the highest achievement." Qi Luoya said.
"What Tathagata? I have seen Wang Chao. He killed countless people, but he can also become a Tathagata? What kind of Tathagata is he?" Yan Shoujing shook his head after hearing this.
"Everyone is a Tathagata, but they just can't know themselves. Tathagata has no good or evil, just a perfect state." Qi Luoya smiled bitterly.
"Let's go." Wu Yunlong urged.
Several people came to a large bedroom. Yan Yuanyi was neatly dressed, lying on the bed, her face flushed, as if she had fallen asleep, but her breathing, heartbeat, and pulse all disappeared.
"This female Bodhisattva has passed away. It's not a disease. How can I save it?" Qi Luoya saw Yan Yuanyi from a distance, and his face showed surprise, because he could see that Yan Yuanyi had entered Dan Jin, in other words It is said that it is the realm of practice of bodhisattvas in the flesh.
"I heard that in Buddhism back then, in addition to the marrow washing scriptures, there were also some secret mantra pronunciations of the Great Compassion Mantra and the Resurrection Mantra, which can shake the blood circulation of the human body and rejuvenate the body. Just try it." Wu Yunlong sighed on his face. Then, shook his head.
"It is indeed recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha recited the resurrection mantra to bring people back to life, but these things are all recorded and cannot be verified. Maybe they are lying and deceiving. The secret of the pronunciation of the resurrection mantra is me Yes, but I’m not sure, and it will take seven days to recite, and I can’t stop, otherwise, once the voice stops and the blood stagnates, there will be no effect.
Ziloa said honestly.
While the monk was talking, he directly said that the things recorded in the Buddhist scriptures cannot be verified, which may be a lie, and it can be seen that he has practiced.
Hearing that Ziluoya said that he was not sure, all the people present were silent.
"Hey, the Buddha has the mercy of cutting meat to feed the eagles, and giving up his body to feed the tigers. I save people, so what's the big deal about giving up this body."
Qi Luoya sat down suddenly, and said to Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai: "Two big Bodhisattvas, please help me protect the Dharma so that no one disturbs me. I will start reciting the mantra now."
When Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong heard Qi Luoya's words, they nodded in awe, and sat cross-legged at the door.
Hum!
After Qi Luoya sat down, Yan Shoujing retreated consciously, and suddenly made a sound that shook the walls.
Afterwards, a series of syllables came out of Ziloa's mouth. It seemed that in a large dojo, tens of thousands of monks chanted scriptures neatly together, making the air tremble continuously.
Wu Yunlong focused his attention on Yan Yuanyi who was lying in the distance, and suddenly found that Yan Yuanyi's skin was gradually trembling after the Qiluoya syllables vibrated, and the blood that had been silent for a long time seemed to be ready to move.
After a day and a night, Qi Luoya's mouth still kept on, without interruption, and it was still so loud and vigorous. The sound made some items in the house tremble gradually and fell to the ground.
Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai also secretly admired this monk's physical strength, it was really amazing.
At the same time, they gradually discovered that the vibration of the sound made the blood in Yan Yuanyi's body throbbing in a regular manner, and it seemed to start flowing again.
But they knew that this was just a vibration of sound resonance, not a sign of resurrection.
"The pronunciation of this mantra really has some tricks. The blood in my body was shocked to flow slowly." Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai secretly felt Qi Luoya's pronunciation.
After two days and two nights, Qi Luoya couldn't bear it anymore, blood like foam flowed out of his mouth, and his voice gradually dropped.
Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong clearly felt that this monk's life had been overdrawn a lot, and his breath was like a light in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
At this moment, Yan Yuanyi's heart suddenly beat weakly.
Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai felt it clearly, and their hearts trembled!
However, at this moment, Ziluoya seemed to be hit by a stick, and when the sound stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"I am not Tathagata after all..."
The monk sighed and lowered his head.
He was out of breath and was exhausted.