Of these three classics, one was called "Fearless Sound" and the other was called "Dhyana", but one had no name. He carefully put these three books away.

"Thank you." I greeted Mucang sincerely.

These books are very important to him.

"It's me who should be thankful. On the way back, my little sister told me in detail about the dangers of that day. It's really her blessing that you came to rescue her."

He was willing to take such a big risk, and even after learning that the pursuer was Wu Yingwei, he still did not leave the injured Mu Wanqing alone. Without the Wang Sheng in front of him, he was afraid that he would never see him again.

It's his sister. To him, this kindness is as high as the heavens and the sea is deep. To repay him with just a few classics is too light for him.

Mu Cangliu was not good at talking, or rather he disliked talking. After handing these three classics to Wu Sheng, he prepared to leave without saying a few words.

"By the way, I have another question I want to ask Brother Mu." Wu Sheng thought of the magic weapon he got from the Kuaiji Temple of Immortality. He didn't know how to refine it so that he could communicate with it. Several people in the temple didn't know either.

People know what to do, and this monk in front of me from the Immortal Mountain outside of Fangwai must know.

So, he expressed the doubts in his heart. After hearing this, Mu Cangliu told Wu Sheng the method of sacrificing the magic weapon.

The general truth is actually as Abbot Kongkong said, it lies in the word "nurturing", but this "nurturing" has a method, using one's own magic power and one's own soul to nourish and sustain it.

for a long time, and finally reach the point where the thoughts are the same.

After saying this, the sunset had completely set.

Mu Cangliu strode down the mountain in rapid strides and soon disappeared.

"What a Kunlun monk!" Wu Sheng couldn't help but admire.

This style is so convincing.

After obtaining these three classics and understanding the methods of magic weapon sacrifice, Wu Sheng was very happy. He returned to his meditation room and couldn't wait to read through them.

"Fearless Sound" is a magical method. Those who are fearless can make themselves fearless and can also make others fearful. It is most suitable to be used in conjunction with Buddhist mantras.

"Zen" talks about the method of regulating the mind, external Zen and internal concentration, focusing on one situation.

Into silence, in silence, in silence.

Deep space, empty heart, emptiness.

Although the last book had no name, it was the most favored by Wu Sheng because it was a handbook recording his experiences in practicing Buddhism. He put the other two books aside and read this one first.

The author of this unknown book has a very in-depth and thorough research on the practice of Buddhism. In all likelihood, he is an eminent monk who has achieved enlightenment. Most of the explanations in it are about the understanding and understanding of Buddhism, but it is also mixed with the experience of practice.

What interested Wu Sheng the most was the talk about Buddhist magical powers.

The eyes of heaven are clear, the ears of heaven are clear, the minds of others are clear, the destiny is clear, and the wishes are clear.

There are no so many kinds of methods as scattering beans to make soldiers, flying sand and moving stones, five elements escape method, etc. There are many types, but they are also very useful. Mastering one of them is enough to be very useful. However, for these eminent monks, practicing Buddhism is not for cultivating supernatural powers. Divine powers are due to the profoundness of Buddhism.

And self-generated.

Wu Sheng is not the case, but he cultivates Buddhism for this magical power. In today's world, not to mention what is going on outside, given the current crisis situation in Lanruo Temple, how can he settle down and live in peace, and how can he slay demons and subjugate demons without practicing magical powers?

Wu Sheng stayed up all night, studying this notebook, and it was morning before I knew it.

This night benefited him a lot, and the road ahead became clearer.

The next day, he stood in the temple and practiced all morning. He originally wanted to take a short rest and continue practicing, but he didn't expect his master to call him and tell him to go down the mountain because there was not much food and incense in the temple.

I'll go back and buy some.

Putting down the magic weapon he was carrying with him, he planned to refine the magic weapon strictly according to the method given to him by Mu Cangliu. Not only would he use magic power to warm it, but he would also take it with him when practicing, and even when eating and sleeping.

It never left my body, but I didn’t feel confident going down the mountain this time. I was afraid that some people would recognize it, so I left it in the temple and didn’t take it down with me.

After coming down the mountain, the people in Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain were very enthusiastic when they saw him.

"Master Wu Sheng, are you okay in the mountains? When can I go to the temple to worship Buddha?"

"It snowed just now and the mountain roads are slippery and difficult to navigate. Let's go back in a few days."

After the red mist faded, the reason why the temple was still closed and people at the foot of the mountain were not allowed to enter the mountain to worship the Buddha was mainly because the abbot's soul was injured. We have been trying to find ways to treat him and he also needs to rest. Now the abbot's soul is no longer seriously injured.

, after the snow melts, they will naturally be welcomed into the mountains and temples to worship Buddha.

"It doesn't have to be in Daolanruo Temple to worship Buddha. It can also be done at home."

It would be better in other seasons, but now it is winter, the mountain roads are far away, and the weather is cold and freezing, so it is quite inconvenient to go up the mountain.

"By the way, Master, I happen to have a Buddha statue at home. Can I ask Master to consecrate it?"

"I have them at home too."

Several people in the village said one after another. Wu Sheng followed one person to his home. The family members were very enthusiastic after seeing him. Others also followed him to the home. The woman at home took out the Buddha statue to show him, but it was

The wooden Buddha statue is about one foot tall, has been polished, and is very delicate.

It's just that this Buddha statue looks different from the one in the temple. Does it look familiar? Wu Sheng picked up the Buddha statue and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that it looked like the same person.

"What the hell, isn't this me?!"

He suddenly discovered that the face and expression of this Buddha statue were eighty-nine times similar to his.

How is this going!?

"What's wrong, Master Wu Sheng?" The couple next to them asked softly, looking surprised when they saw Wu Sheng standing there.

"Where did this Buddha statue come from?" Wu Sheng pointed to the Buddha statue that looked like himself.

"This is carved by the feldspar from our village. Master, you saved his son a few days ago!" the woman said.

"His son ate something dirty outside and his stomach was bloated. It was scary. Master, you cured him." Worried that Wu Sheng would not be able to remember, the woman gestured with her hand again.

"I remember." Wu Sheng remembered that he was the child who was poisoned by eating the fruit contaminated by Shaoyang's black and blue energy.

"The child's father is a carpenter?"

"His name is Ning Changshi. He is very skillful with his hands. He can carve wood and stone, and he can also weave bamboo baskets."

"Yeah?"

Wu Sheng thought for a while, put his hand on the Buddha statue, used his magic power, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and consecrated the Buddha statue. After a moment, the light above the Buddha statue flashed.

Looking at this Buddha statue, Wu Sheng always feels strange.

Maybe it's just a coincidence?

When several other families also invited him to consecrate their own Buddha statues, he found that these Buddha statues all looked the same, very much like himself.
Chapter completed!