"Fellow Daoist Li said that he met a boy while traveling in Xiangjing. He had three aspects of Buddhism, Taoism and demons. His life was as strong as diamonds. I didn't believe it. When I saw him today, there was indeed such a strange person in the world!"

Chen Huayao's eyes suddenly flashed, and even the 40-watt energy-saving lamp could not hide its light, saying, "Do you recognize me?"

Zen Master Xuhuan said: "I have realized something today. I think the person who is destined to be here, so I went out of the garden and listened to the donor's explanation and debate behind Huiming Palace. They are all wise and meet with each other. The donor has a tough face and is swaying through the head, exactly the same as what fellow Taoist Li said. I can recognize you at a glance that you are the destined person I have been waiting for for ten years."

Chen Huayao was even more surprised.

When he was fourteen years old, he met a sloppy Taoist in the countryside. He was followed by a group of naughty boys and threw stones. He was extremely embarrassed. Seeing that this guy was really unlucky, Chen Huayao stopped the naughty boy and took him back to his house to greet him. He was full of wine and full of food. He must have one of his food and drinks at home.

After staying for a few days, the Taoist was sorry for his feelings and proposed to look at Chen Huayao. After seeing it, he was extremely immense. He shouted three words "weird" in a row, saying that he had a demonic appearance and his fate was so hard that the laws of heaven could not tolerate. If he did not know how to restrain himself, he would definitely not live to twenty-five years old.

Chen Huayao's mother was a little superstitious. After hearing this old Taoist's nonsense, she was extremely nervous and begged him to resolve it for her son. The old Taoist thought, one was to be grateful to Chen Huayao for being kind-hearted, the second was to see him as bloody, and the fear of disasters in the future. The third was to see his face clear, his nose was high, his sky was full, his eyes were deep, and his face was "slim to the top".

The "Fujiu Piercing the Top" mentioned in ancient Xiangshu refers to the bones of the nose bridge that are like Fujiu Piercing the top bones. People with this face are talented and wise, and very few are extraordinary. In history, the First Emperor, Emperor Wu of Wei, and Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty all had the face of Fujiu Piercing the Top.

The old Taoist spent seven days to use several pairs of golden needles, tens of thousands of needles were continuously used to stab a statue of Yue Fei on Chen Huayao's right arm.

Yue Wumu was loyal to the country and turned the tide with his own strength. He wanted to restore the Han family, but unfortunately he failed and became the biggest tragic figure in a thousand years. After his death, he was named the gods. Only such figures could suppress Chen Huayao's demonic appearance.

This past is very secretive. Apart from his parents and the old Taoist, no fifth person has ever known it.

Now that I heard from Master Xuhuan talk about it, I suddenly remembered the past ten years ago. There were two months left to the end of the year, and I would soon be twenty-five years old. What the Taoist said was that whether it was true or false was about to be verified.

He thrust his back, and a smile hangs on the corner of his mouth and said, "It turns out that the master is Li Zhenren's best friend."

"Fellow Daoist Li said that you are too bloody. Today I saw your Buddha, Taoism, and the two aspects of the demon, combined with the three aspects, restraining each other and conflicting with each other, and there will be great trouble in the future."

Chen Huayao hurriedly said: "I am currently studying at Xiangjing University. I am a famous atheist. My skills in studying the social system have reached a state of enlightenment. I have always believed in the fallacies and evil sayings of ghosts and gods. Last time I was tattooed by Old Dao Li, my mother was forced to do it. I don't need to say much. I'm scared to myself. Why don't we talk about how people live and work in peace and contentment in today's society?"

The Zen Master Immortal did not accept his words and said, "Buddhist theory, if you believe in it, you will have it; if you don't believe in it, you will not. The donor is a great young man with modern education. However, I guess that the donor will reach its peak at the age of twenty, and then gradually declined. The dilemma has been revealed three years ago."

Chen Huayao fell into deep thoughts, his face became stiff, and he said, "Master's words are right. Three years ago, my weight fell straight down due to something, and I have not recovered until now. After weighing me a few days ago, I lost two pounds."

"I dare to ask the donor, what does this have to do with weight?" The Illusion Zen Master thought he was joking.

"To be honest, weight is the benchmark for my strength. The heavier the weight, the stronger my ability. At the age of twenty, my weight reaches its highest ever value and then gradually drops. That's right."

The Zen Master Xuli pondered: "I also know that the amount of mass mentioned in modern physics produces the energy it produces. However, human abilities are the synthesis of wisdom, body, social relations, money, and power. The donor's theory is inevitably too simple. How much weight does the donor weigh now?"

"It's only one hundred and ninety-six kilograms."

Imaginary look at his thin pork ribs figure, and only said that it was only about 130 to 40 kilograms. I was shocked at the time and said, "Are you kidding?" According to common sense, a person's weight can generally be inferred from his body shape, and his answer is obviously beyond the scope of common sense.

"What's the joke about this? Isn't the three aspects of Buddhism, Taoism and demons you mentioned are just kidding?"

"No, no, I'm not, I'm sitting with a pork rib body weighing nearly 200 kilograms..." Zen Master Xuhua twisted his white beard and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Is it the Buddha-faced Taoist demon body mentioned in the Dharma Heart and Spiritual Inspiration Sutra that is the physique of yours?"

"The Dharma Heart Inspiration Sutra? The Buddha's Face and Taoist Heart Demon Body?" Chen Huayao became more and more confused.

The more I looked at it, the more shocked he became, so he stood up, looked at him carefully, kept proclaiming the Buddha's name, and said: "During the reign of Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, Master Guang'an, the Juesheng Temple in Fengleishan, Huainan, studied Buddhist principles carefully. Combined with the theory of Taoism in my country's Taoist Chongxu Yuantong and the theory of Guigu Sect, he compiled the spiritual inspiration scriptures and recorded 108 kinds of strange people, with the squid rhinoceros piercing the top in the second place, and the Buddha's face and Taoist inner demon body ranked third. You have both, which is amazing."

When Chen Huayao heard his words so wonderfully, he immediately became interested and asked: "What is the first place? Is there any scientific basis?"

Zen Master Xuhua sighed: "It's a pity that the years have passed, wars are frequent, and the Dharma-Soul Spiritual Inspiration Sutra has long been lost, but no one knows the first strange phenomenon. There are also two famous people in history, one is Di Qing, a famous general of the Northern Song Dynasty, and the other is my famous Buddhist teacher, but the name is inconvenient to mention it to you."

"A famous Buddhist master? Don't make it mysterious, I know who you are talking about."

Even though the Zen master was 98 years old and indifferent to fame and fortune, he was also excited by his competitive spirit and asked with a smile: "Dare you ask the donor, who is this famous teacher?"

"Haha, Old Dao Li stabbed Yue Wumu on my right arm for my faith. When I was eighteen years old, I stabbed another character on my left arm for my philosophy. From then on, my weight grew day by day, and I finally reached the peak at the age of twenty. This character must be the famous teacher you call."

The Xuhua Zen Master was very surprised and said, "I wonder if I can look at it?"

Chen Huayao's tattoo on his left arm always appears and he will have to see blood before he can end it. However, it is a different matter for the other party to be a Zen master with profound Buddhism.

"Since it is the master's order, I should obey it." Chen Huayao stretched gently.

He took off the gray jacket and placed it on the chair. He also took off a simple white shirt inside. His majestic body stood in the middle of the cottage and revealed it. His deep skin was bathed in the luster of the energy-saving lamp. His broad shoulders and long hands and legs looked like solidified sculptures, full of masculine beauty.

The sacred Zen Master Xuhua first saw Yue Fei, who was sniffing mountains and rivers on his right arm, who had broken through the Helan Mountains. "The shame of Jingkang has not yet been eliminated, and when will the hatred of his ministers be destroyed?" The twelve cursive characters are sloppy and wild, shining brightly, and moving forward in an unpredictable momentum.

In metaphysics, in order to pray for blessings and ensure safety, or to gain some ability to suppress one's own evil nature, some people use precious metal and stones to make small objects and wear them on their bodies, and some people ask the monk to consecrate and chant mantras and bless them.

Western Christianity also has a baptism saying, asking the pastor to sprinkle holy water to make blessings. Other voodoo religions and shamanisms are harsh and piercing the nose, and wearing costumes that symbolize tribal totems. This meaning has been implicit since ancient times.

It is only in modern times that people have turned their main function into aesthetics. Wearing gold and silver is all for beauty. Few people remember that when humans were enlightened, they did this to achieve some purpose.

Among them, tattoos are the oldest, most direct and effective, and the most complex and changeable method.

If you have a good tattoo, it will naturally be different. If you have a bad tattoo, what is the difference between it and a dog having a leper sore?

Scientists once dug up bronze tools for tattoos in a small town called Gunob in northern Egypt. While cleaning up the tomb, a mummy of a female royal family member named "Amunit" with a tattoo mark on her body.

Archaeologists believe that the mummy with mysterious tattoo patterns on her body is a noble witch in the ancient Egyptian royal family. Her tattoo has some magic that cannot be cracked at present.

In Asia, archaeologists discovered ancient mummies in the Taklamakan Desert in China, confirming that the wizards of the ancient Loulan Kingdom, as early as 1200 BC, had used tattoos to obtain some kind of energy.

But in the Han Dynasty, tattoos became special criminal signs.

Although the pattern of Chen Huayao's tattoo was created by Western painting techniques combined with the artistic conception of Chinese painting, the tattoo technique is very simple and has some obvious intention.

"Good tattoos, good words!" The ulterior Zen Master couldn't move his eyes, "Only you deserve this tattoo. But this word..."

Chen Huayao said: "These twelve words were written by my father. The old Taoist refused to do so, so I strongly asked him to add them."

"But why?"

Chen Huayao said proudly: "I will always remember the humiliation brought to the Chinese nation by foreign races. One day our nation will return to the top of the world. The shameful past imposed by European and American powers can only be washed away with blood."

"Amitabha!" The Xuhua Zen Master turned to Chen Huayao's left, and saw that his left arm was smooth and empty, and said in surprise: "This is..."

Chen Huayao grabbed his fist and lifted it in the air. The blue veins on his whole arm were bulging, surging like an earthworm. For a moment, the high-bulging biceps also increased by three points, and a gorgeous and beautiful pattern slowly emerged from the shoulders to the elbows.

The pattern is only blue, black and gray, but it is as gorgeous as a rainbow. The lines are curved and sensitive, and the composition is vivid and thorough, as if it is magical.

"Is this a piercing with the blood pattern of doves? It only emerges when the blood of the qi rises." The Zen Master Xuli took a three-step look and his old face turned red with a rare blush. He took a deep breath and said, "It's him, no wonder you said this is your philosophy. Only this master can let you transcend the demon body of Buddha's face and Taoism."
Chapter completed!