Honglian's words were like a knife inserted into Mu Pinshan's heart, making her breathless. OK, or bad. Why is it good or not? Do monks in the world like to play puzzles so much?
I saw Mu Pinshan say coldly: "How long will it take?"
Honglian looked at Li Taiping, who was red all over, as if he was swaying, frowned and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to wait a little longer. The monk thinks it should be a good thing."
Li Taiping's reaction became more and more intense, like a zombie in the coffin board, but Honglian was certainly not, because he saw a pillar of Qingtian.
Honglian had seen Li Taiping when he was unconscious in the academy, but Li Taiping did not react so strongly at that time.
In Honglian's opinion, everything should be developing on the positive side, because he could feel that Li Taiping's vitality was becoming more and more powerful. It was just a bit scary.
The true energy of the sword intent wanders in the meridian acupoints, destroying everything wherever it passes, while a mysterious force is quickly repairing Li Taiping's body.
Destruction to rebirth, this process is very dangerous. Honglian believes that as long as Li Taiping can survive, it will be rebirth in Nirvana, and it is a great blessing for luck.
Li Taiping in the imperial tomb infected many snake blood, and those snake blood saved Li Taiping once. Li Taiping thought that the snake blood in his body had been cleared, but in fact, the snake blood was just penetrated into the bone marrow and could not be stimulated.
Now that he has practiced the marrow cleaning technique, he not only regenerated the true energy of the sword intent, but also stimulated the snake blood that was silent in the bone marrow. In addition, the Emperor's Tomb woke up by chance, which happened to the scene.
Destroy and rebuild, destroy and rebuild again. The sword intent true qi runs on its own according to the route of exercise without being controlled, and the snake blood follows the buttocks and repairs it crazily. This process actually smooths out Li Taiping's messy meridian acupoints, which really makes
Honglian was shocked.
Honglian breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the cushion, and chanted the Buddha's name.
"I'm so lucky, I won't die."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a curse from outside the Sutra Pavilion. "Master, what are you talking nonsense? Try to say it again."
Honglian knew that she had made a mistake and hurriedly said, "I mean Dalang was in disguise..."
But outside the Sutra Pavilion, there was frost on the Mupin Mountain, and he interrupted coldly, "Da Lang is in Xiantong Temple, where does the disaster come from? Let's explain it clearly."
Honglian shook her head and said hurriedly: "The monk is confused. It's not a disaster. There is no disaster at all. Only good fortune. The little girl will wait a little longer and will give you a body stick. You can eat whatever you like."
After hearing Honglian's promise, Mu Pinshan breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was still staying outside the door, pressing the hilt of the sword with his hands to concentrate and calm down...
Honglian looked at Li Taiping who was getting better and thought to herself that you should wake up, otherwise the girl outside would have to be wild at Xiantong Temple.
Li Taiping seemed to be developing on the better side, but he didn't wake up and slept for a few days.
Honglian could not suppress Mu Pinshan with just one mouth. If the Buddha had not come forward in the past few days, even if the Buddhist son in white had the affection to deliver food, Mu Pinshan would have lifted the roof of Xiantong Temple.
Li Taiping was still confused in the Sutra Pavilion. The snake blood was already stable, and the person had no worries about his life. He looked very sweet. But he refused to open his eyes and said something, which made Baiyi cry...
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There is black and white in the world, but there is no white in Li Taiping's world, only black. The black ones that cannot be seen with their fingers are empty, the sound is stuck in their throats, and it is terrible.
In the endless darkness, the most terrifying thing is that all the five senses are lost and people are still awake. It is very uncomfortable to live a day like the years and think about random thoughts. Li Taiping has never felt this feeling of nothingness.
In such an environment, people will go crazy after staying for a long time. Fortunately, Li Taiping has experienced the blink of an eye of Buddha's bone relics for thousands of years.
The public snores and forgets life and death. The bright ones wake up alone, and the darkness of the night is... Success has a fixed limit, and it has more than three years and nine years.
A passage of scriptures flashed through Li Taiping's mind, he hurriedly calmed down his distracting thoughts and murmured silently...
Li Taiping in the dark was very busy, but Li Taiping in the Sutra Pavilion slept soundly. Mu Pinshan had been guarding his man, and when he looked at him like a living dead, his bitterness became even more bitter.
One day passed, and Mu Pinshan had already stopped counting how many days he had passed, and no longer asked the man who was sleeping in Honglian if he would wake up. She only knew that if her own man just fell asleep like this, she would have been
Stay with him until he wakes up or never wakes up again.
The Buddhist son still comes to deliver food every day, but Mu Pinshan doesn't go and take a look. In her eyes, no matter how delicious it is, it is not as good as the roasted rabbit meat from her own man.
"The master also needs to eat. Even if you don't eat, you can drink water."
Honglian couldn't help it and still spoke. Even if she was scolded by that little girl, he would still say it.
Mu Pinshan stood up and did not go to see Honglian. He just said, "If Dalang wakes up, he will definitely not be happy to see me so sloppy..."
Honglian watched Mu Pinshan walk out of the Sutra Pavilion in surprise. Half an hour later, she saw the little girl turn around again. The girl is still the same girl, but her mental outlook looks much better.
Honglian didn't dare to say anything anymore. He was a little afraid that he had said the wrong thing again, and he broke the little girl's head.
But the little girl put down the food box in her hand and said, "Let's eat something together, I just found a Buddhist son."
Honglian looked at Mu Pinshan eating in small mouthfuls and couldn't help but ask carefully: "What does it taste?"
“A little sweet.”
Honglian quickly tasted it and made sure that the food in her mouth was indeed sweet. Then she breathed a sigh of relief. If the little girl couldn't tell the taste, or the taste was inconsistent, then something really happened.
In a word, a meal, Mu Pinshan seemed to be completely different from the other side.
Honglian also saw that after dinner, Mu Pinshan wiped the boy's face, told a lot of stories about them, and told them a lot of their future. The story was told until the next morning, when Honglian met Mu Pin.
The mountain stood up.
"We and my husband are leaving and we still have to go to the South China Sea. One day the monks will go out to the Sutra Pavilion. Remember to find my husband and I to have a drink."
The carriage from Xiantong Temple was bought by Mupinshan. The Buddha's son didn't have any money at first, but after Mupinshan said, the Buddha's son was not good enough to accept it.
"My father will not owe the Buddhist people, and you have to accept this money if you don't accept it."
The Buddha watched Baiyi drive and twisted and turned down Dongting Mountain. He looked at Baiyi renting a boat until he couldn't see the sails. Then he said the Buddha's name and turned around and left...
The official road of Hengshan County is disrepair and uneven. Not to mention a carriage, even people walk on it, you have to be careful not to sprain your ankle.
The official road is so dilapidated that there are naturally fewer pedestrians and vehicles. The tea shed on the roadside is also full of bandits, so no one dares to ask for this food.
A carriage was driving slowly on the official road, but even if the handlebars drove the carriage all their lives, they could not escape the horse hoof pits along the way.
I saw the handlebar and sighed, "Master, don't blame the old man for his poor ability to drive the car. It's really worse than this road every year."
A girl suddenly came from the carriage: "I heard that Hengshan County is very wealthy, how could the official road be so ragged?"
He shook his head with the handlebar and said, "What I'm talking about is the old calendar. If you go closer, it's thirty years ago."
When I mentioned the past, the handlebars opened up and sighed...
More than 30 years ago, the Liangyi and Sixiangmen, the largest sect in Hengshan, had thousands of disciples, and each of them was extremely heroic, guarding the health of the people of Hengshan County. But thirty years ago, the old sect leader passed away and he got up in the sect.
After internal strife, I heard that many people died.
The new sect leader has no mind as the old sect leader. Not only did he collude with the county magistrate to exploit the people, but he would shout and kill him if he complained, and he became the local emperor of Hengshan County...
The handlebars made his teeth itchy, but when he heard a man snorting from the carriage, he was so scared that he was so scared that he was out of his mind. The old man wanted to slap himself and told him that he had no door in his mouth.
"Young Master forgives the crime, it's all because the old man is unrestrained and talks nonsense..."
But I heard the man in the carriage say angrily. "It's not that you blame me, I just hate that Liangyi and Sixiangmen do not do human affairs."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to mention the past...
In the carriage, a young woman glared and said, "Why are senior brother talking so much? I still want to hear the past of Liangyi Sword Sect."
The man smiled and said, "Don't be angry, what do you want to hear? Senior brother said to you."
Liu'er rolled her eyes. "What you and your father said made me tired of hearing it. It's not rare."
The husband smiled and said, "The senior brother will talk about things in the world. You must know that I, Wei Wuxin, have been in the world for many years, but I have learned a lot."
Liu'er spat lightly. "Senior brother bragged. Last time I asked you about the Li family's Dalang and the Jiutian Feihu, didn't you say one, two, three, four, five?"
When talking about Li Taiping, Wei Wuxin remembered that under Jiangcheng, people showed their power, but he pulled his master to run down the city wall in shame. This was a shameful thing, and he was willing to tell his junior sister.
Now that the junior sister mentioned Li Taiping again, Wei Wuxin was afraid that the junior sister would look down on him, so he told some of the things he had learned about to the junior sister as a story...
The handlebar type doesn’t care who Li Taiping is. He now cares more about the place where he can rest, so that he can feed the horse. If he gets tired of his treasure, that’s a big deal.
He came to whatever he wanted. There was a tea shed not far away. This was a new thing for the old man. He was a long-distance running on this road. He hadn't seen such a rare tea shed for many years.
"Customer, there is a tea shed in front of you. Let's take a break and feed the horse some grass."
Hu Liuer was already so upset that she was about to part ways, and hurriedly replied, "Just listen to the old man, let's take a break."
The tea shed was very simple, with an old woman busy inside and outside. When the carriage stopped, the old woman had to greet the guest officials and feed the horses grass, which was so busy that she was not touching the ground.
While looking at the busy old woman, Wei Wuxin told Li Taiping's story, and didn't even have to take a sip of the tea in front of him. Hu Liuer was so sensible that he forgot about his thirst.
Hu Liuer was just listening to it, but suddenly she found that her senior brother stopped talking, and stared at the carriage coming from the official road in a daze...