In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the clouds in the sky, whether they are white clouds or dark clouds, have never been seen so close to the ground like the black clouds tonight, the thunder has never been so deafening, and the lightning has never been so dazzling, almost making it difficult for him to understand. See.
It seems that the sky is about to fall down.
He stood there blankly, watching the man in black and the old monk in the grass temple glaring at each other, fighting with each other.
All of a sudden, there was an explosion of thunder, and at the moment when his ears were buzzing, he saw a brilliant bolt of lightning appear in the sky, and it hit the ground of the world, and landed on the long sword of the man in black. .
In a moment, the clothes of the man in black bulged up, his eyes widened, as if they were about to burst. At this time, under the intense electric light, the grass temple was like daytime.
The lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword in the night was so beautiful that Zhang Xiaofan held his breath, and in Puzhi's eyes, strange frenzy appeared again.
"Is this the great power of the Taoist true law?"
Hearing a loud shout from the man in black, he pulled out the sword formula with his left hand and shook his wrist with all his strength, the thunder rang out, and the lightning on the sword shot towards Puzhi. Along the way, the vegetation, trees, bricks and stones are all shaking and flying, only the road in the middle leaves a deep fiery mark.
Puzhi took three steps back, removed his handprints, clasped his palms together, his face was dignified, his whole body exuded a faint golden light, and he said in a low voice, "My Buddha is merciful!"
With a sound of "pa", all the remaining seven jasper rosary beads in front of him were shattered and turned into a huge "Buddha" character three feet in front of him.
The next moment, the electric light and the Buddha character collided together.
Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt his heart beating violently, as if all the blood in his body was flowing backwards in an instant, his hands and feet were limp, he couldn't breathe, he just felt that at that moment, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, the whole world was still.
Then, he flew backwards involuntarily, and before he even had time to feel afraid, he saw white light and golden light, unparalleled in splendor, far surpassing the sun in the sky. The whole grass temple was torn apart, centered on the two fighters, they flew out in all directions including the sky.
His heart was empty, he could only feel the harsh wind passing by his ears continuously.
He felt scared, and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but he was powerless, so he had to let himself drift to an unknown place.
A thought came to his mind: am I going to die
Intense fear suddenly hit his heart, he was sweating coldly and trembling slightly.
When death stands in front of you, how should you face it
He passed out, unconscious.
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Puzhi walked over slowly, staggering, with Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu under his ribs, arrived at a slightly clean place, put the two children down gently, suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, almost torn apart, no longer Unable to support it, he sat down slumped.
He looked at his chest, and he could vaguely see through the scorched monk's clothes, a black air had gradually surrounded his chest, leaving only a small area in his heart, which was not invaded.
He smiled wryly, and reached out to feel in his arms. His hands trembled violently, and after a while, he slowly took out a red pill, about the size of a finger, which was unremarkable.
Puzhi sighed, and said in a low voice: "Unexpectedly, the ghost doctor got it right. I still want to take his 'Three-Day Death Pill'."
He hesitated for a moment, finally nodded and swallowed the pill.
Then, he raised his head and looked towards the distant mountains.
It finally rained in the sky.
Qingyun Mountain stands in the wind and rain, hazy and mysterious.
"Taoist magic is truly amazing, and it can use the power of the heavens. If you can verify with my Buddhist school and learn from each other, you will be able to solve the mystery of immortality. It's a pity that Daoxuan's practice is far better than mine, but in the end he is the same as mine. Just like the three senior brothers, they can't let go of their sect views and their status. Sigh!"
Pu Zhi let out a long sigh, turned his gaze away, and landed on the two children. At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and their heads and faces were soaked. The grass temple has been torn apart in the fighting just now, and there is no place nearby to shelter from the wind and rain.
His heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help worrying about the two children. Just now, he forcibly transported his true essence, and with the miraculous skill of "Dafan Prajna" in Tianyin Temple, borrowed the power of the most precious Buddhist "Jade Prayer Bead" to generate the power to subdue demons, and just now blocked the evil man's extremely powerful divine sword Yu Lei Zhen Jue. And he was hit hard by the setback, which made him run away in shock.
But he was seriously injured, and he suffered another blow from Taoist thaumaturgy. He was exhausted, and even the last chance of life was lost. Right now, he is just relying on the miracle medicine Three-Day Death Pill given by the ghost doctor to prolong his life by three days.
"Although the demon was seriously injured, he didn't hurt the root. After I leave, he will turn back and kill people. At that time, not only the lives of these two children, but also the lives of the whole village will be in danger. This, this, this is what to do ?”
Puzhi's mind is in turmoil, he has a very high level of cultivation, but firstly, he knows that he will die, so his mind is a bit confused; secondly, he is worried about the lives of innocent people, but that demon seems to be a very important person in Qingyun sect, If you rush up the mountain to ask for help, you are afraid that you will not succeed and fail.
But the most regrettable thing in his heart was that his lifelong wish could not be fulfilled. As one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, he is admired by the whole world and is extremely honored. But for him, the more important thing is to solve the mystery of life and death and untie the knot of longevity. It's just that he realized as early as fifty years ago that no matter how hard he practiced Buddhism and Taoism, he could only strengthen his skills and practice, but could not solve the mystery of life and death.
He thought hard, and after decades, he actually came up with an unprecedented solution. In today's world, the three religions of Buddhism, Taoism, and magic are the most prosperous, with the highest and deepest attainments in magic. Demonism has a bad reputation, its sorcery is cruel and immoral, and people don't like it; Taoist thaumaturgy is profound and miraculous, and it and Buddhism have their own strengths. If they can work together to study, they will surely break through the deadlock.
It's just that he never expected that the three senior brothers, who are always open-minded, would object with one voice, thinking that they were heresy and whimsical, and instead tried to persuade him more than ever. He was unwilling to reconcile, so he visited famous Taoist sects several times, including Qingyun Mountain alone, but he declined all of them for the Qingyun sect's head teacher Daoxuan.
Thinking of this, he gave a wry smile, quite self-deprecating, and thought: I only have three days to live, but I still want to live forever, isn't it mediocre
It's just that although he was relieved, he couldn't let go when he saw the two children lying on the ground. He couldn't think of any good plan for a while, so he looked around and saw a pine tree in the distance. It is still possible to block the wind and rain for a while, and talking is better than nothing, so I braced myself, picked up the two children, and walked there with all my strength.
After finally walking under the tree and carefully putting down the two of them, Puzhi was exhausted and fell down on the ground with his back against the tree trunk, panting continuously.
The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog!
This famous Taoist saying was read out slowly from Puzhi's mouth with a bit of bitterness and anger.
The sky is like ink, covering the earth. Boundless dark clouds overwhelmed the top, raindrops fell from the sky, fine and dense, and the cold wind blew, bit by bit, hitting the face, chilling the heart.
He looked up at the sky for a long while, then slowly retracted his eyes, looked at the two children in front of him, and said in a low voice: "You two little benefactors, I want to save each other, but I have no choice but to be helpless. The incident started with me, but it hurt me. You two, what a crime! Alas! If you two were disciples of Qingyun, you would have been safer among the crowd on Qingyun Mountain, but now..."
Suddenly, Puzhi's whole body shook, and he murmured: "Disciple Qingyun, disciple Qingyun..." His thoughts turned sharply, as if he had caught something, but was about to lose it in the blink of an eye. For a moment, he broke out in a cold sweat.
Then, in his eyes, for some reason, that inexplicable fanaticism appeared again.
He looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was a hint of madness in his laughter!
"Wonderful, wonderful! Although my life is not long, if I teach one person the magical skills of Buddhism, and then let him join Qingyun's sect to practice Taoism, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? In this way, it can save their lives and replace mine. Wish fulfilled!"
"The two families of Buddhism and Taoism have been estranged since ancient times, and they have never communicated with each other. Qingyunmen never imagined that a young boy who lived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain since childhood would possess the great law of Buddhism. As long as someone has the knowledge of the two schools, he will surely break through the myriad The mystery of immortality for many years. Hehe, if so, what regrets do I have when I die?"
After he made up his mind, his whole body was extremely excited, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, he subconsciously saw Lin Jingyu's body, and stretched out his hand. But halfway through, he stopped again, thinking in his heart: this matter is of great importance, nowadays all sects and sects are highly opinionated, and it is extremely taboo to steal teachers, if people find out, and the matter is revealed, they will undoubtedly die. Lin Jingyu is a child with excellent aptitude, if he is recruited as a disciple of Qingyun Sect, he will definitely attract the attention of his teachers. At such a young age, he might not be able to hide this big secret!
Thinking of this, his heart moved, and his eyes turned to Zhang Xiaofan, remembering his stubborn nature of not bowing his head when he was about to die during the day, nodded, and said: "It doesn't matter if your aptitude is poor, it will depend on your own in the future." Made good."
After finishing speaking, without any further hesitation, he reached out and patted Zhang Xiaofan's body a few times, using the remaining Buddha power to wake him up.
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Zhang Xiaofan wakes up leisurely, his eyes are blurred, his ears are still buzzing. It took a while before he returned to normal. When he saw the things in front of him clearly, he was startled, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't close it.
I saw the old monk sitting in front of him covered in scars all over his body, his left side seemed to have been burned by something, scorched and ugly, his face was black and lifeless. But for some reason, the old monk looked excited and his eyes were full of smiles. In addition, he also saw his playmate Lin Jingyu lying on the side, unconscious.
"You, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a long time before he asked.
Puzhi didn't answer, but looked at him carefully, and asked instead: "Little benefactor, it's windy and rainy, you are a child, why did you come to this remote place?"
Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, and said: "I saw you standing in the temple in the evening, and then it was going to rain, the place is very dilapidated, I thought it would be very cold, so I brought you some food."
The corners of Puzhi's mouth twitched, and he folded his palms together and said, "That's good, that's good. All things are predestined, predestined by destiny, my Buddha is merciful."
Zhang Xiaofan wondered: "What did you say?"
Puzhi smiled and said: "The old monk said that the little benefactor and I have a predestined relationship. In this case, the old monk has a set of cultivation methods, would the little benefactor be willing to learn it?"
Zhang Xiaofan said: "What is the method?"
Puzhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his skinny palm, touched his little head, and said, "It's nothing, it's just to teach some methods of breathing and breathing. After you learn it, you have to promise me a few things." , okay?"
Zhang Xiaofan seemed to understand but half understood, but he still said: "Tell me!"
Pu Zhi said: "You must never tell anyone about this matter, even your closest relatives, can you do it?"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded, said: "Understood, I will never say anything."
Puzhi's heart was shocked, seeing that at his young age, his face was full of perseverance, the rain was like a knife like a sword like frost, wet his little face, he was a bit haggard.
Puzhi suddenly took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, stopped looking at him, but continued: "In addition, you must practice this method once a day, but you can't practice it in front of people, and you can only do it in the dead of night. In the end, unless it is a matter of life and death, you must not use this technique, otherwise there will be a catastrophe."
Having said that, he opened his eyes again, stared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "Can you do it?"
Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, tilted his head, scratched his head again, looked confused, but finally nodded emphatically.
Puzhi smiled slightly, and without further ado, he began to pass on a set of formulas to him.
This set of formulas is not long, only about a thousand words, but it is dry and difficult, Zhang Xiaofan tried his best, it took a full three hours to memorize them all.
Pu Zhi waited for him to memorize it completely, he was relieved, his expression was extremely tired.
He looked at Zhang Xiaofan, he couldn't help the look of kindness in his eyes, and said: "I have practiced all my life, and I have never thought of accepting disciples. I never thought that when I was about to die, I would have a relationship with you as a master and apprentice. Speaking of which, you You should also know my name." He paused, and said, "My Dharma name is Puzhi, and I am a monk of Tianyin Temple. Uh, child, do you know Tianyin Temple?"
Zhang Xiaofan thought for a while, then shook his head.
Puzhi laughed dumbfounded, said: "What a child." Then he remembered something, reached into his bosom to find a dark purple bead, looked carefully at it for a few times, handed it to Zhang Xiaofan, said: "You take this bead Put it away properly, and don’t let outsiders see it. When you settle down in the future, you can find a deep valley cliff and throw it down, that’s all. Also, you must never tell outsiders about the name I just told you .”
Zhang Xiaofan took the beads, said: "Understood."
Puzhi stroked his head and said: "You and I have such a predestined relationship, and we don't know if we will meet again in the next life. My child, just kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and call me master!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Puzhi, but saw that he had put away his smile, his face was solemn, he nodded in agreement, and called out: "Master." Then he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times. He had just finished prostrating, before he raised his head, he heard Puzhi laugh in a low voice, but there was a sense of sadness and determination in the laughter.
Zhang Xiaofan was about to look up at him, but suddenly felt someone slapped his back, his vision went dark, and he fell unconscious again.