Chapter 16: Once Karmic Causes Are Created, There Will Be Karmic Results
Chapter 16: Once a cause is created, there will be a result.
Sun Wu heard similar stories when his father told anecdotes about Jianghu. Jianghu masters like to use this method to punish juniors to show their mastery. If he presses the button according to the instructions, he will either feel numbness or extreme pain. Che Gu, with the status and status of the abbot of Kucha, it is impossible for him to lie to a junior like himself, so he doesn't have to be stupid enough to suffer from the pain. 26nbsp;
However, such cleverness could not enable him to escape disaster, because although Sun Wu had such a clear understanding, there were people around him who were rushing to help his friend. They stood beside Sun Wu without saying a word. He was wandering around, and struck out with lightning, hitting Sun Wu's ribs with a palm.
"If there's anything to say, just press it if I ask you to."
With one palm slap, the reaction was as expected, as if thousands of knives were stabbing him in random directions, the intense pain caused Sun Wu to sweat profusely and fall to the ground in pain.
"Oh... you, you guys..."
Sun Wu did not scream loudly. This was not because he had extraordinary endurance, but because the pain was so severe that he had no strength to scream. His whole body collapsed on the ground, convulsing violently, and his clothes were wet with a large amount of sweat. Bite your tongue.
"Why... is it just to show off?" He was so painful that he couldn't make a sound. Sun Wu's remaining sanity was still thinking. His confusion was far greater than his anger, because Abbot Kucha seemed to be a very kind elder, and he was still thinking about it. He was not being disrespectful. What reason did he have to make fun of himself like this? This was really painful!
"The person who directed you to come to Cihangjing Palace for medical treatment is indeed a hit, because there are only two magic weapons in the world that can cure the little benefactor's life. One is the ancient rare treasure Luoshu; the other is the Collection of Magical Treasures. The Six-Year Heavenly Eye of the Qi Wuyun Dragon Ball can raise dead people, flesh and white bones, and take away life and creation. However, Luoshu has been lost for a hundred years, and the Wuyun Dragon Ball has been scattered in all directions. Cihang and Heluo have searched many places, but only two have been found so far. Distant water cannot save a nearby fire, and there is nothing that can be done to help the little benefactor."
Sun Wu was lying on the ground. He knew that the method mentioned by Abbot Kucha was related to Fei Lianxiu. He wanted to say something, but suddenly he found a strong flow of energy right in front of him. It was peaceful and pure, and it was the authentic internal energy of Wangdao. Although He was lying on the ground, unable to see what was ahead of him, but he knew that Abbot Kucha was improving his Qi Luck Skill.
Why does Abbot Kucha deliberately use his energy? My own strength is far different from his. If he intends to cause harm, a casual blow is enough. There is no need to use his energy so carefully. Is that...
"Although the little donor's injury is difficult to eradicate, it is not incurable. As long as you use the temple's tendon-changing and marrow-cleansing techniques at the same time to open up the relic energy trapped in your body and regenerate the necrotic meridians, you can save your life. , if you don’t use the relic’s supernatural power in the future, you will never be hurt by it again in your life.”
Although it couldn't cure it, this method didn't sound too bad. Sun Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He had never planned to rely on the Buddha's blood relics. Now it would be better to receive treatment and seal the energy of the relics.
"This method is very effective, but among the monks in the whole temple who have achieved success in practicing both skills, I am the only one. Although I am not a famous doctor, I can only ask the little benefactor Sun to make do with it."
"Hey! Master Monk, wait a minute, rescuing people is a good leisure activity, but should you consider something before rescuing people? Uh... I mean, the patient's family background..."
Sun Wu was a little surprised by Ren Wanhang's obstruction, but he didn't feel angry, because now everyone in the world said that he was a descendant of the emperor, and Wu Canglan was the culprit of the unrest in Cihang Jing Palace. Abbot Kucha did indeed
You should not rescue the enemy.
"It's natural for a monk to help others. It's just a matter of fate or not. If it depends on family background, isn't this like a princess picking a prince-in-law?"
Abbot Kucha smiled openly and dismissed the problem casually. Sun Wu was greatly surprised. He thought that his origin was unknown, and Cihang Jingdian should be wary and would not lend a helping hand for no reason. He would have to go through some negotiation.
'I promised something, and even exchanged benefits, so that Abbot Kucha would help. Who would have thought that the other party would save someone without asking. Is this injury easy to cure?
The answer is obviously not, because after Abbot Kucha finished speaking, a strong wind rose, and it seemed to hit Sun Wu's back with a finger, but another faster and faster wind intercepted it halfway and blocked Abbot Kucha's arm.
One-finger Zen.
"Master Monk, are you crazy? You can use the two skills of Yijin and Marrow Cleansing at the same time to help people open up the meridians throughout the body. Afterwards, you will be severely damaged and will have to lose at least fifteen years of cultivation. Even if you are good at martial arts, you can't squander it like this. I really think you are
Is he the best in the world?"
"Well... saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The World-Honored One cut off the flesh and fed it to the eagles. If a monk refuses to save someone when he is dead, what is the difference between him and a murderer?"
"Save your mother! You want to save people, will anyone come to save you? King Hulun will be here soon. When the time comes, will you pluck out your hair and go fight with them? If you lose in a contest, don't just admit defeat.
It’s over, if Hulun Dharma King doesn’t smash your bald head with one palm and send you to the West, I will take your surname.”
"Well...that's true. What do you think of me, my smart disciple?"
"I also practice Yijin and marrow cleansing. You don't have to do it yourself to treat the injury. Get out of the way and let the professionals do it."
"Well...professionalism is worthy of respect, but as a smart apprentice, do you have fifteen years of cultivation to waste? If you save half of them and go crazy, wouldn't you have to save two at a time as a teacher? Fifteen years will make you twice as likely to change at once.
After thirty years, you can steal chickens but lose rice. When the time comes to face Dharma King Hulun, my teacher’s bald head will rot even faster.”
"But...this way..."
"You can still be at ease with dependent origination and cessation. All phenomena are impermanent. Only cause and effect can be seen... Smart disciple, just let everything follow fate."
Sun Wu heard all the arguments and conversations between Abbot Kucha and Ren Hexuan. He was shocked to know that the cost of treating his injuries was so high. His first reaction was to refuse. He could not drag others down, but even though he thought in his mind
He wanted to get up and run away, but his body, paralyzed by pain, could not move. At this moment, Sun Wu suddenly realized why Abbot Kucha had to restrain himself.
One hand was placed on his back, and it was Ren Heming's hand, which pulled him up. His eyes looked straight forward. The scene in his eyes was the Kucha abbot holding his hands flat, with his left hand pointing at a sword.
The fingertips glowed red; the right hand clasped lightly like a flower, and the entire palm was surrounded by light blue aura. As the two different rays of light became more dazzling, the two magical powers of Cihang Jingdian have reached their peak.
peak.
When red light and blue light were poured into the body one after another, Sun Wu's whole body was shocked. He felt that his body was suddenly cold and hot, and it was extremely uncomfortable. However, his originally weak limbs seemed to be injected with life, and they regained their vitality and strength bit by bit.
"Little donor Sun, although I can heal your injuries, my manpower is sometimes limited. To expel the relics from your body is beyond my ability. From now on, as long as you don't use the energy of the relics rashly, you will be a hundred years old. It is not difficult to live a long life, but if you use your true energy rashly, causing the relic energy to escape and burst the meridians, I may not be able to save the little donor a second time."
Abbot Kucha rescued him without hesitation. Sun Wu was surprised and grateful at the same time, but he thought that even if he saved his life, the martial arts he had practiced since childhood would be wasted. This unexpected blow made the young man want to cry very much.
"Master, I am not a disciple of Cihang Jingdian, I am just an outsider. Why are you wasting your energy to help me?"
"Haha, the Buddha saves those who are destined, while monks only talk about fate, how can living beings be divided into internal and external? There is nothing extraordinary about martial arts, benevolence is invincible, and a real strong man never needs to use force... Little donor, don't feel guilty, you are special With your background, you will have quite heavy responsibilities to shoulder in the future, so you must be strong."
When his life experience was mentioned, the tearful young man was suddenly startled. Just as he was about to speak, Abbot Kucha's voice came over.
"Since you were raised by Junior Brother Hu, based on this alone, I cannot stand by and watch. What's more, you are not unrelated to this temple. From the moment you swallowed the relic, you have formed a deep connection with this temple."
Changing the tendons and protecting the meridians, washing the marrow and transforming the unusual energy, the Kucha Master's palms alternated between each other, either pressing against the flesh to push, or pressing into the air. Wherever he passed, the young man's body underwent drastic changes, and he suddenly swelled rapidly. It swelled like a drum and then shriveled up again, and the body seemed to be falling apart. However, during this process, the intense pain that was originally like a thousand cuts began to disappear, and I heard Abbot Kucha speaking word by word.
"The Buddha's blood relics came from the Demon Sect. Due to the turmoil in the Demon Sect, they were transferred to the Cihang Jing Palace. For a long time, the relics were sealed in the high altar behind Lao Na. As for the relics that were obtained from the Buddha The name of blood involves a secret in our temple. It is too heavy and you, the younger generation, do not need to know it. However, because of this matter, our temple suffered heavy casualties. Nearly a thousand monks, including my uncle and master, died heroically. , blood-stained Buddha soil.”
Sun Wu suddenly understood after hearing this, and finally understood why, with Abbot Kucha's indifferent personality, Cihang Jingdian was determined to obtain the Buddha's blood relics. It was not to compete for treasures and power, but to welcome back the relics and seal them to comfort the past. Human spirit.
"Little donor, the relic is still the inheritance seal of the Demon Sect. Although the demon has been sealed, there are still countless evil people with special skills in the Demon Sect, lurking in the dark, waiting for opportunities. Sooner or later, the news that you swallowed the relic will be spread If you open it, you will become the coveted target of careerists..."
Abbot Kucha said: "At such a young age, it would be too hard for you to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the relics, but... when things happen, you can't escape. I hope you can stay useful and don't belittle yourself. "
The treatment lasted for more than an hour. Abbot Kucha continued to exercise, using the blue and red lights alternately without any interruption. His internal energy was pure and profound, and he had indeed reached the state of perfection. When the treatment was over, Abbot Kucha... He let out a breath and looked very weak, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His cassock had been soaked with sweat at some point. If Ren Wandering hadn't come over to help him, he might not have had the strength to sit still. .
Compared to Abbot Kucha's tiredness, Sun Wu, who had undergone tendon-modifying and marrow cleansing, appeared to be in high spirits and felt that his physical condition was better than ever before.
"Master Abbot, thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would definitely..."
"Little benefactor, you don't need to thank me. The reason why I rescued you is purely for selfish reasons. I hope to atone for my past sins."
"ah?"
Sun Wu was shocked by the words that suddenly came out. He and Abbot Kucha were strangers to each other. It was okay to use him for selfish purposes, but in terms of atonement for sins, this... where did you really start talking about this?
"Master Monk, what are you talking about? Are you so lucky that your brain is burned out? How old is Brother Sun? What sins do you have to atone for?"
Ren Wanxuan had a look of astonishment on his face and had no idea why his master said this. However, he saw Abbot Kucha clasping his palms together, taking a deep breath, and asking Sun Wu.
"Little benefactor, the so-called old man Heping is Lao Na's junior brother Hu Yantu. Someone must have told you about this. And you said that you were raised by junior brother Hu. Is this true?"
"Yes...it's true."
He was raised by Hu Yantu. Although that explanation is false, it is absolutely true. After all, it was he who watched Sun Wu and Xiao Shang grow up, taught Sun Wu martial arts, and more importantly, looked at one with tears in his eyes.
Sun Wu was the old monk Guang and had just received his life-saving grace. Sun Wu could not change his words and deny the lies he had told before.
"As long as you are raised by Junior Brother Hu, you don't have to worry about your origin. You are definitely not the queen of the royal family, because...it was Lao Na who handed you over to Junior Brother Hu and entrusted him to raise you."
"ah?"
Sun Wu's surprise was extraordinary. He never imagined that a lie he had made up would actually turn out to be true. Abbot Kucha actually gave a child to Hu Yantu. In this way, that child would have something to do with him.
After all, his life experience is unknown, and any development is possible.
"Then...Master, that child..."
"Junior Brother Hu keeps his promise, how can he break his promise lightly? That little baby is naturally you. The reason why I tried my best to save you is for the sake of your parents."
"Ah? Master, then... my parents..."
As soon as this question came out, Sun Wu felt that he was too hasty. Maybe the child had nothing to do with him at all. After all, it all sounded too unbelievable. Unexpectedly, when he asked this question, Abbot Kucha's eyes were full of regret.
, then turned into a look full of love, sighed slightly, and beckoned Sun Wu to come closer to him.
"That's good, that's good! Once you create a cause, there will be a result. Xiao Wu, come here."
Abbot Kucha looked at Sun Wu for a long time, reached out and touched his face gently, his eyes full of tenderness and love, and said: "You have been here at Cihangjing Hall for more than 20 days, but I still didn't know that you were my son!"
Before these words were uttered, no one expected that Abbot Kucha would say such a word. He was supporting his mentor Ren Hexian, his face suddenly turned blue in surprise, and his eyes almost
He wanted to turn his face; Sun Wu, whose face was 'touched' by Abbot Kucha, instantly became as stiff as a plaster statue, and the consciousness in his head peeled off and shattered bit by bit...