Volume 1 In the World Chapter 26: Buddhism Saves People
"Go, bring me the gift I prepared!" Seeing that Xingyu didn't say anything, Master Ji Ku waved his hand to the young monk standing at the door and said.
Hearing what Master Ji Ku said, the young monk nodded in agreement, turned around and ran away. Not long after, he came back with a purple wooden box in his arms.
Master Ji Ku took the wooden box, handed it to Xingyu's hand, and said: "Donor Xingyu, after Kong came back that day, the abbot uncle asked us to prepare a generous gift. This is a thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum, although it cannot be compared with
The Xuanhuang ginseng of your sect is comparable to that of Xuanhuang Ginseng, but for our temple, it is considered to be the top medicinal material. Originally, the abbot senior brother wanted to take me to the door to thank him, but I didn’t want to leave before the donor arrived. Please be sure to pass this thing to Tian.
Master Yanzi, please express our gratitude and our guilt for not being able to help today."
Xingyu took the box containing the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum handed over by Ji Guang and responded: "The holy monk is really serious. I belong to the Yanfeng sect. How can I receive such attention from all the eminent monks?"
In fact, everyone can hear the implication of Xingyu's words, but in this situation, it is really difficult to argue with him, and Xingyu is not willing to accept such prevaricating thanks from Shaolin Temple, but he knows that this matter is related to Yanfeng and Shaolin.
Naturally, we don’t dare to act on impulse when it comes to the relationship with the ancient temple.
At this moment, the short and fat monk standing aside spoke again: "You don't need to say any more, just take the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum and go down the mountain quickly!"
Xingyu glanced at Kukong, who was kneeling beside him with a dejected expression, and said, "Thank you, holy monks, I'll go down the mountain right now!"
It was only at this moment that Ji Guang spoke: "Junior brother Ji Bei, don't be so rude! Donor Xingyu has been tired all the way, so please stay in our temple today!"
Xingyu replied: "Thank you Holy Monk for your kindness. I will go back and report to Taoist Tianyanzi as soon as possible, and seize the time to find other ways to save people!"
Liao Kong was about to speak again at this moment, Master Ji Bei said: "Shut up! Go back to the stupa and sweep the floor!"
"Uncle Master!"
"Go quickly!"
Lingkong glanced at his Uncle Ji Bei again, suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he quickly ran towards the stupa.
Xingyu no longer had the intention to say goodbye to Kong Kong, but clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Ji Guang, then turned and left.
Xingyu walked down the mountain alone. This trip to Shaolin made him very disappointed. He couldn't imagine that the most famous temple in the world and several eminent monks would behave like this when they were asked to sacrifice their own cultivation to save people.
Shit. Compared with these eminent monks, my brother Xiao He was just a fusion realm cultivator when he risked his life to save Master Kong. Compared with Xiao He, the sanctimoniousness of the ancient Shaolin temple was immediately obvious.
However, at this time, Xingyu had no time to think more, and he had no time to argue with Master Ji Guang and others from the Shaolin Temple. He had to go back immediately and ask his master, Taoist Master Tianyanzi, to find another way.
He only regretted that he had wasted time rushing to the Shaolin Temple. In the end, it was all in vain. He was going back to Yanfeng, and his brother Xiao He was still waiting for him.
When Xingyu walked to the tall mountain gate at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, someone suddenly called him from behind.
Xingyu looked back and saw that it was the Shaolin monks who were in the guest hall just now, as well as Monk Kong. At the end of the group, there was an old monk wearing a gray monk's robe, following him as if strolling in the courtyard.
Behind everyone.
When he came closer, Master Ji Guang spoke first: "Donor Xingyu, please forgive me for the difficulty this poor monk has put in today, but it is not completely impossible to save Donor Xiao He."
"Is there any way?" Xingyu asked quickly.
All the eminent monks in the Shaolin Temple did not answer. They all turned to look at the gray-robed monk. Liao Kong quickly said: "Donor Xingyu, this is a highly respected eminent monk in our temple. He practices in the Ran Deng lineage. He is an old man."
There is a way to save Brother Xiao He!"
Hearing this, Xingyu quickly fell to the ground and said excitedly: "Please help the holy monk!"
The unknown old monk smiled kindly, bent down to help Xingyu up, and said kindly: "There is no need to perform this great ceremony, I will let you go for a while!"
When Xingyu heard this, he was overjoyed and wanted to say a few more words of thanks, but the old monk waved his hand and said, "Let's go!" After saying that, he walked down the mountain, ignoring the eminent monks in the Shaolin Temple behind him.
Liao Kong and Xingyu didn't know what they meant, but they said goodbye to Master Ji Guang and others before turning around and following the old monk.
Seeing the retreating figures of the three people, Master Ji Guang felt very sad. He could not have imagined that there would be a descendant of the Ran Deng lineage in the ancient Shaolin Temple. What made him even more unexpected was that this person actually lived in the stupa.
But he never noticed it. Especially the eldest disciple Liao Kong, who had always obeyed his words, knew about this but never told him. This matter left a deep and shallow trace in his heart.
Standing next to him, the short and fat Master Ji Bei said: "This elder of the Ran Deng lineage has a higher level of cultivation than us. I am afraid that even with the combined efforts of the Ji family, I may not be able to defeat him!"
Hearing Ji Ku's words, Ji Guang taught him a lesson: "The Ran Deng lineage is from the same sect as my Buddhist sect. It is my great fortune to have an eminent monk in Shaolin now. How can you say these words!"
"Amitabha, this is what senior brother taught me!" Master Ji Ku said.
Among the group of people, only the black-browed and black-bearded Master Ji did not say a word from beginning to end, and was thinking about something alone.
The three of them had just left the area of Shaoshi Mountain when the old monk's steps became more brisk and seemed to be very happy. As he walked, he said: "The old monk has always lived in the stupa. Except for the time when my senior brother passed away for a thousand years, he had some feelings and came down the mountain.
Once, I haven’t even left Shaoshi Mountain for even half a step, but now that I’m going down the mountain, I feel a little bit excited!”
As the old monk spoke, he walked faster and faster. What was even more strange was that Liao Kong and Xingyu behind him also felt that they were wrapped in a very soft but very powerful aura.
The legs were actually not controlled by his own thoughts, and they were moving at the same speed as the old monk.
The few words he just said were very hasty. Before Lingkong had time to introduce this old monk who did not know his name to Xingyu in detail, after such an experience, the old monk's cultivation was already evident.
In almost a cup of tea, the group of three people had arrived at the foot of Guiyan Peak. This journey, based on Xingyu's cultivation, took two days and two nights.
Guiyan Peak seems to be the same as before, and the three masculine characters of Duanchen Cliff still exude the light of the barrier.
The old monk smiled and said: "Since there is a barrier, we don't want to be disturbed by outsiders, so let's go up!" As the old monk spoke, he removed the magic power from his feet. Only then did Liao Kong and Xingyu feel that their feet were starting to move again.
It's up to you to do what you want.
At this point, Xingyu led the way to the Xian Pavilion of his master, Taoist Priest Tianyanzi.
In fact, at this moment, without the need for Yun Lin and Yun Xia to report, Tian Tongzi and others could naturally feel that Xingyu had returned with the two eminent monks from Shaolin Temple. There was no need to explore the visitor's cultivation. Tian Tongzi and others tacitly understood it and opened the
The boundary of Guiyan Peak. In this way, Xingyu and his party walked straight to the Xian Pavilion in Tianyanzi without any obstruction.
At this moment, it is not easy for the three people who are helping Xiao He to survive in the alchemy room. Their mana has been consumed, and now they are at the end of their strength. Not to mention how many heavenly materials and earthly treasures Tianyanzi has collected. Just talking about the consumption of mana.
, they could no longer afford it, and Tianyanzi, who had lived for more than a thousand years, actually felt a sense of despair.
Just when Tianyanzi, Tianyuzi, and Tianguzi were about to run out of mana, they simultaneously felt a more tolerant force joining the three of them. Tianyanzi and the other three felt that
I felt much more relaxed, and then I had enough energy to look sideways and saw an old monk in gray robe pouring a steady stream of energy into the green wooden cauldron.
Before Tianyanzi could ask a question, the old monk said, "Please, you three, please wait outside the house for a while!"
Tianyanzi was still hesitating, Xingyu and Lokong walked in right behind him, and after bowing to the three Taoist priests with fists in his hands, Xingyu said: "Master, don't worry, this is a senior monk from the Shaolin Ran Deng lineage.
It can save brother Xiao He’s life!”
"Randeng!" Tian Yanzi said in surprise.
In fact, Tianyanzi was so surprised for a reason. He was a very promising disciple of Master Jue Yuan, the founder of Wudang. How could he not know that his master's Taoism was learned from the Buddhist dharma of the Ran Deng lineage, but this Ran Deng
The lineage has very high requirements for cultivators. Talent and basic skills are second to none. You must not cultivate unless you have the opportunity. Otherwise, you will definitely inherit the master's mantle and restore the Wudang ancient temple, and you will not end up in Guiyan Peak today.
"Exactly! Master is an eminent monk who has retired to seclusion, and no one even knows about it in our temple!" Liao Kong said.
Hearing what Kong said, Tianyanzi looked at him again, and Xingyu quickly explained: "This eminent monk has accepted Master Kong as his disciple!"
"That's really your luck!" Tianyanzi looked at Kong and sighed.
At this time, Tian Yuzi on the side interrupted the conversation of the three people and asked Tian Yanzi: "Brother, what should we do now?"
"Since there are eminent monks from the Ran Deng lineage here, we can naturally rest assured, just as the eminent monk said, go out and wait!" Tianyanzi said.
In this way, the group of people walked outside the door and waited. At this time, only the nameless old monk and Xiao He in the green wood cauldron were left in the alchemy room.
At this moment, Xiao He, who was sleeping in the green wood cauldron, was still being nourished by the essence of heavenly materials and earthly treasures poured out by Tianyanzi. Suddenly, Xiao He felt what kind of energy entered the green wood cauldron.
The heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the cauldron were actually arranged more regularly, forming a human shape, tightly wrapping his incomplete body and Nascent Soul.
Xiao He felt that there seemed to be an energy calling him. Just when he was puzzled by its meaning, a Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and his body floated out of the cauldron together with the essence of the medicine.
The old monk looked at Xiao He floating in front of him with satisfaction, with a kind smile on his face. He continued to chant Sanskrit sounds in his mouth. If there was a third person present at this moment, he would definitely be amazed by the scene in front of him.
During the Sanskrit formation, Xiao He's body grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its complete form in an instant.
"Little layman, little layman, wake up, wake up." The old monk said kindly.