Chapter 43: The Gate of Life, Longevity
He read it very slowly because the more he calmed down, he felt the mystery of the six-character mantra. When he recited it, he could even mobilize the meager magic power in his body. Each word seemed to have a weight of ten thousand pounds. When he recited a word, it seemed like he was blowing a stone with his mouth. It was just not using strength, but spirit. It was very laborious and could not get fast even if he wanted to. It was not like last night, when he was just reciting, he would be quick, and he would be slow.
In the afternoon, the master and apprentice did not continue to stay in the Lu family, but went out and came to Jinhua City and walked around. This was proposed by Wusheng. He suddenly wanted to see the view of immortality, but he had never seen it when he came to Jinhua the first two times.
The view of immortality is in the northeast of Jinhua City. The location of "Shengmen" in "Qimen Dunjia" is selected. Shengmen belongs to earth and lives in the Gen Palace in the northeast. Just after the beginning of spring, all things will revive, the yang energy will turn, and the earth will produce all things. The place where it is located is very lucky.
Half a street, a Taoist temple, green tiles and white walls, and the surrounding houses are far away from this Taoist temple. The whole street is empty and deserted, and there is no pedestrian.
"Okay, don't get closer." Jian Wusheng wanted to move forward, Kongxu grabbed him.
"It may be discovered when you get closer."
After watching for a while, Kongxu pulled him away.
"Wusheng, why do you suddenly look at the outlook on immortality?"
"Master, you have also said that the emperors today do not like monks, and those Taoists also hate monks. It is best to not see each other, but they are afraid that they will meet sooner or later. At that time, they will be disgusted by each other, and no one will like each other. Maybe there will be disputes. If it is just a fight, it would be fine. Master, you are a powerful man. If you want to do it, I have to prepare and touch it." Wusheng said.
"What does that strong man mean?"
"eloquence!"
"Ah." Kongxu nodded, looking very helpful.
"But try not to conflict with them. There are hundreds of views on immortality in the world. The Taoist priests in the world are probably more than ten thousand. In fact, they are already the world's largest place of practice. Behind them is the imperial power that controls the world. Even Emei, Kunlun and other places are hidden in the world and avoid their sharp edges. Now we are the four of us left in Lanruo Temple, and we must preserve our strength." Monk Kongxu said.
"I understand this, it's just about being greedy, low-key, vulgar, and not being slutty!"
"Well, although I don't know what your words mean, I guess you understand what your teacher means." Kongxu said.
"If we don't mess with them, it doesn't mean they won't mess with us. Lanruo Temple is there and cannot be moved away." Wusheng said.
"Master, are all people who practice in this outlook on immortality?"
"It's not all. Some Taoist children just do trivial things. Practice is about talent and opportunity, and not everyone can practice it."
"Master, do you always tell me about practicing. Does this practice have a state of mind?" Wusheng asked curiously.
"Of course there is."
"oh?!"
"However, I really can't remember it for a while." Kongxu raised his hand and touched his bald head.
After hearing this, Wusheng took a deep breath, reached out and slapped the void aside. A gust of wind blew, and the dust blew up.
“I’m not hot.”
“There are flies.”
At this time, a young Taoist priest walked out of the view of immortality, holding a Buddha dust in his hand, and walked in their direction.
"It's time to leave."
“Wait a little longer.”
Hunxu pulled Wusheng and left.
After a moment, the young Taoist priest came to the place where they had just stood, and his brows frowned slightly.
"Master, there are so many views on immortality in the world, so there must be a leader, right?"
"Yes, the current national teacher, whose Taoist name is Xuanyuan, is the general leader of Taoism in the world."
"How high is the cultivation level of a practitioner?"
"Of course, I don't know how high my cultivation is. But ten years ago, he had slashed dragons in Qiantang River. The river water surged for dozens of feet. The dragon flew into the sky, calling the wind and rain, and lightning and thunder. He slashed it with his sword. It was covered with blood rain. Someone saw the dragon head falling from the sky, as big as a cow."
"Really or false?" Wusheng was stunned. It seemed that "Lu Chunyang", one of the Eight Immortals, had done this.
"Really." Kongxu nodded.
Wusheng was silent for a long time after listening.
He had never seen a dragon, so it was hard to say. But he had seen a big snake more than ten feet long. In the mountains outside Lanruo Temple, he was as powerful as an abbot, but he had to use poison to kill it. The big snake had only been practicing for a hundred years, without claws or horns. Not to mention turning into a dragon, it was not even a dragon, and it was so difficult to deal with. What kind of magical powers does the real dragon that had been practicing for thousands of years? If you slash it with one sword, you will be the legendary god?
"That's not easy to deal with."
"Do you want to deal with him?" Kongxu said in surprise after hearing this.
"Don't have this idea! How can people win against immortals?"
"No, I just said casually, don't worry, let's go back." Wusheng said with a smile.
But I was thinking about Kongxu's words just now.
What a magical power to kill a dragon with one sword!
Instead of returning to the Lu family, they went to another road and unconsciously came to a shop. There were several women at the door, wearing heavy makeup and shiny clothes.
"Master, are you here to have fun?" They shook their handkerchiefs and saw the man on the road.
"Hey, why are you here again?"
Seeing Wusheng and Kongxu.
"Master, come and have fun?" A plump woman stepped forward and grabbed Huo Void.
"Amitabha, today is inconvenient, inconvenient." Kongxu hurriedly broke out, very embarrassed.
"The little monk is so handsome. Come on, sister, let you feel comfortable." A slim woman grabbed Wusheng and pulled him into the building.
Wusheng seems to have roots on the ground, not moving.
"This female donor, please respect yourself."
"Oh, the little monk has such great strength, I like it." The woman smiled, and the silk handkerchief in her hand was dancing in front of Wusheng, with a strong fragrance and pungent fragrance.
"Yeah, ahem."
The two masters and apprentices finally got rid of them.
"They are so enthusiastic!" Kongxu looked back and sighed.
"Master, you can try to instill spiritual chicken soup in them and persuade them to return to their lost path. Besides, you have to practice reading."
"Try it, try it, it doesn't work."
"Um?!"
After a walk around, they returned to the Lu family.
The sky gradually darkened. After dinner, the master and apprentice came to Lu Yusheng's room as usual. In one day, his face had become much better and had a little bloody color, which made his parents and family very happy.
"I hope that evil spirit can come today." Wusheng Dao.
I will deal with it today when I come today, otherwise I don’t know how long I will wait here.
That night, the fields were quiet, and in the sky, the moonlight shone everywhere in the nine provinces.
The master and apprentice were in Lu Yusheng's room. Kongxu snored early and his sleep quality was as good as ever. Wusheng was reciting the scriptures silently, but Lu Yusheng was still sitting on the bed holding the Diamond Sutra, a little uneasy, looking outside from time to time.
Chapter completed!