11. The master of the master meeting stretched out a folding fan and knocked three times on the head of Master Shenbi. The fan, the hand holding the fan, and the clothes on the arms were all the same dark color as the bark of the tree. If
There was no sound, so I really couldn't tell what happened just now.
"Shenbi, you are not suitable to be the host at all. Alas, Fenggeo Temple has been passed down to this generation, and its decline is a foregone conclusion." The voice of the speaker was extremely old, but his inner strength was strong, and every word was clearly transmitted to me.
in the ears.
Master Shenbi took a step back and touched the top of his head where he was beaten.
"You, Tianlong Monk——" the man spoke again.
The old monk, whose clothes were embroidered with golden dragons, struggled to stand up and silently clasped his hands toward the giant tree.
"The dragon is a symbol of the Chinese people, especially the masters of Chinese Tibetan Buddhism who have mastered dragon and elephant double forms to a superb level. How can you win by using your own shortcomings to fight against the strengths of others? Alas, after today
The catastrophe, your mission is completed, the catastrophe is gone, you can go to nirvana and go into seclusion..."
I looked carefully at the dark trees. When my eyesight adjusted to the dim light, I gradually saw that there was a hollow in each of the two giant trees. The speaker was standing on the catalpa tree, a tree less than two meters high.
In the cave, he turned sideways to the east, holding a folding fan in both hands, and was surrounded by a cold mist.
Zhang Baisen suddenly interrupted: "Master Guijian, as soon as I got the brain waves you emanated, Master Xianyun quickly guided me here, but you only let some stupid lower-level monks come up with problems to stop me. What's the reason?"
The man and the boy in the tree hole sighed at the same time, endlessly.
The boy smiled: "The companions he is looking for to practice Zen and enlightenment are not us, but -" He slowly pointed his hand towards me, with a smile on his face that understood everything.
Almost everyone inside and outside the door said "ah" at the same time, including myself, who was also greatly surprised: "What? It's me?"
I knew nothing about the "Brain Wave Invitation". I came to Fengqiao Temple solely to visit Toka and look for Reeseka.
"Yes, it's you..." Gui Jianchuan in the tree hole clapped his palms, and there was a muffled sound. A pine oil torch inserted on the side wall immediately crackled and burned, emitting a burst of pine scent.
smoke.
By the light of the fire, I saw his face covered with long hair. I really didn’t expect that such an old man had a face as pink and tender as a baby. Except for a pair of cold and deep eyes, he
Her forehead, cheekbones, nose, and lips are as soft as a fat child of three or four years old, and they are clean without leaving a trace of dust.
"That's you..." He also raised his arm and pointed slowly towards me. A lot of dust fell on his black sleeves. Then, he tilted his head back and pushed all the scattered hair back.
Go, staring at me with burning eyes, looking again and again.
"Haha, hahaha..." Zhang Baisen suddenly laughed and turned to look at me carefully. Not only him, but probably everyone present was pointing their eyes at me.
I can only keep smiling awkwardly, hoping that this is just a subtle misunderstanding. Because I know my own ability. If the Dongmi and Tibetan monks present can't understand the method of liberating Tengjia, I will be even further behind.
, at a loss as to what to do.
With a click, the big tree where Gui Jianchuan was hiding trembled. He stretched out his hands to support the tree trunk, trying to get out.
"Slow...slow..." The man in the tree hole less than one meter high in another tree suddenly spoke, his breath was weak, as if he was seriously ill, and his voice was very low.
Kamikawa stopped mid-step and listened respectfully.
"As soon as you go out, all your practice will disappear, you know?" The man sat cross-legged upright, with his head hanging down, his hair disheveled, and his whole body covered with dust.
"Teacher, I know." Kamikawa's feet were hanging in the air, in a dilemma.
"Don't you think it's a pity? Maybe in another year, a month or one day, you can understand the secrets under the tower. Is your patience just short of this much?" Since that person is respectfully called "teacher" by Kamikawa, of course
It is undoubtedly the most mysterious eminent monk in Fengge Temple, Master Bumenlu.
When he spoke, his body made no movement, not even his lips moved. Only his chest rose and fell slightly. This was one of the most mysterious magic techniques in the world - "ventriloquism".
The practice of living in a tree hole has long been recorded in ancient Tianzhu. This state of practice is the easiest for people to receive the spiritual energy from the "wood" among the five elements. Ancient plants have a much longer history than human beings.
Therefore, those who devote themselves to cultivation can only use the spiritual energy of plants to connect to the vast "earth energy" and reach the realm of "harmony between man and nature".
"Teacher, I really can't wait any longer. In the past three months, the tide of gods has been overflowing frequently. Maybe before I can figure out the path to the 'undersea tomb of gods', the tide of gods will overflow enough to submerge Fenggeji Temple and the entire Hokkaido."
The situation. We don’t have an ark that can save the world, how can we get along in the vast sea?”
Since their appearance, all their conversations have been in Chinese, which shows how profound the influence of Chinese culture on Japanese Buddhism is.
I don't quite understand these words, but the strange thing like "the tide of the gods submerged Hokkaido" seems to be an unheard-of and fresh argument.
The boy, also known as "Master Xianyun" in Zhang Baisen's mouth, smiled and listened to the conversation between the two eminent monks. He suddenly raised his palms and slowly reached towards the coffin where Tengjia lay.
An extremely warm hot wind burst out from his palm, blowing the clothes of everyone in the living room flying outward. Especially Zhang Baisen, who was holding him, not only did his clothes fly around, but his legs and feet had already stretched to a full height.
It can be seen that Qiao Dama is trying his best to support the huge pressure from Master Xianyun.
"Ka...cha, kacha" sounded twice in succession, and the green brick under Zhang Baisen's feet broke into two pieces, exactly the same as when the five monks worked together to resist Zhang Baisen.
I had no time to observe Zhang Baisen's flushed face, because at this moment, Tengjia in the coffin suddenly floated up, hanging upward, and resting on the glass lid.
"Bao Na Guo'an Yi Niu Mo Moo..." Master Xianyun began to chant sutras aloud, and his palms trembled violently.
Tengjia's eyelashes were trembling violently all the time, as if she could open her eyes in the next second, and her breathing rhythm was obviously more than doubled. The blood vessels under her neck expanded rapidly, almost from the snow-white skin.
burst open.
Master Xianyun's movements lasted for nearly a minute. The wrinkles on his forehead became deeper and deeper, and his expression was so tense that it became strangely distorted. After a minute, he let go of his hand dejectedly and raised his hand to wipe it while panting.
Khan, Tengjia's body also fell to the bottom of the coffin with a pop. Everyone could see that he tried to use his supreme magic power to urge Tengjia to wake up, but it was in vain.
"Now that you've decided, go ahead. Everything in the world depends on the word 'fate', and you must never force it." After saying this, Master Bumenlu, who was sitting in the tree hole, said silently.
After a moment of shaking, a door leaf carved from the bark of the tree slowly closed, and the tree became one whole body, with no tree hole visible at all.
As soon as the fire flashed, Gui Jianchuan had jumped out of the tree hole and stood face to face with Master Xianyun. His figure was not very tall, he was thin and frail, giving people the impression of being as skinny as a stick and as weak as a breeze.
"These...'trouble threads'...what's the use of them?" He stroked his hair, and with a swish sound, all the messy and dirty hair fell to the ground, revealing his baby-like face.
The appearance of the seven-year-old boy matches Master Xianyun perfectly.
It is a common anecdote among Buddhists that eminent monks can "rejuvenate their youth and regain their youthful appearance" - at least today I saw two of them in the same place as Fengke Temple.
The Tianlong monk who had just been admonished by Kamikawa had been standing silently beside him. At this moment, he turned around and slowly walked out of the living room. The monk outside the door automatically gave way to a passage until he walked to the center of the yard, towards the pagoda due south.
Slowly sit down cross-legged.
The faces of the three old monks, the elephant, the lion, and the tiger, had sad and sad expressions. The "Nirvana" after enlightenment is the only way for Buddhist disciples to abandon their physical bodies and enter the Western Paradise. In the thinking realm of the eminent monks, Nirvana is a "
The transformation process of "birth and death, death and life" is the happiest thing, but for ordinary people, separation and death are the most painful experiences.
"He's gone." Kamikawa smiled, but a person with a baby face speaking in such a despairing voice made me feel extremely uncomfortable in my stomach.
"Yes, he left, and after the root of wisdom was extinguished, a more profound tree of wisdom emerged. What about us? We have to do something for the reincarnated people, right?" Master Xianyun responded, his eyes flowing, and he kept thinking.
Tengjia and I looked back and forth, and at the same time we kept pinching the fingers of our hands, as if we were calculating something.
In the constantly changing pattern, the sound of water flow was actually always ringing, but my attention was completely focused on the two eminent monks in the tree hole, and I forgot about the strange sound of water flow for the time being.
Just after Master Xianyun's voice fell to the ground, the sound of water flow suddenly expanded more than ten times, turning into a roaring and whirring sound like a rapid waterfall. The monks outside began to recite the Buddha's name and scriptures loudly to compete with the sound of water flow.
With.
Master Shenbei said "Ah" and stepped in front of Kamikawa with a pale face: "Master, the strange 'nameless fire' is about to appear again. Please take action, Master, to save the younger disciples in Fengge Temple..."
..." At this time, the monks outside had scattered to hide against the walls, corridors, and behind flowers and trees. It seemed that something dangerous was about to happen.
Kamikawa held his head high, listened carefully for a few seconds, and answered calmly but helplessly: "Since it is called the 'nameless fire', why bother with it? Just be calm, keep your spirit steady, and just let it come and go -"
Although Zhang Baisen didn't look around, his eyes kept turning around. As China's chief superpower master, he has performed countless times where his eyes can see 360 degrees without moving his head.
Anything within range. Now, he would definitely be able to see everything in the yard without looking back.
I thought "nameless fire" was just a Buddhist term used to refer to inner anger or "evil fire without cause". I never thought it would become something substantial. Seeing Master Shenbi's appearance,
I couldn't help but feel a little amused, but at this time the sound of water flowing had reached a climax, and there was suddenly a burnt smell in the air.
The monks screamed "Yeah" in unison, because just when the sound of the water reached the boiling point, a flame suddenly appeared above the head of the Tianlong monk sitting cross-legged in the center of the courtyard. I read it right, it was a real flame.
, like a kerosene stove that has just been turned on.
His back was to us, so we couldn't see the expression on his face after the fire started, but from the back, there was no sign of any painful struggle.
Zhang Baisen, who was extremely horrified, turned around and looked at Tianlong Monk, whose head was already surrounded by flames.
Master Xianyun raised his right hand fiercely, with his five fingers together forming a "crane's beak" shape, and stretched forward quickly. I believe he has the ability to extinguish fires from afar, but it's a pity that the flames came so strangely.
If it is extinguished, a great research opportunity will be lost.
"Slow down -" Gui Jianchuan swayed, grabbed Master Xianyun's five fingers. His palm was thick and huge, like an eagle's claw, and he quickly held Master Xianyun's hand in his palm.
Both of them are peerless masters of martial arts who have reached the peak of invincibility. Although the collision of palms was unintentional, it definitely had the meaning of "competition" intentionally or unintentionally.
"Papa, papa papa", the green bricks under Zhang Baisen's feet shattered into powder, and his feet sank more than twenty centimeters in an instant. It can be seen that Master Xianyun's body gave him great pressure. When he put the pressure
When turning to the ground under your feet, it was like two gravity ramming machines desperately pounding the hard ground.
Kamikawa's condition was not much better. The monk's robes on his arms and upper body shattered into hundreds of rags with a "squeak" sound, and slowly fell down, leaving only a pair of gray-white trousers and cloth shoes under his feet.
Although there was only one move in the fight, it had an earth-shattering power.
"We...can...see...the situation...and then...make a decision..." After five words burst out from his mouth intermittently, Kamikawa opened his mouth and made a hissing sound, took a long breath, and let go
The palm of my hand made a loud "gurgling" sound when I swallowed my breath.
Master Xianyun nodded and let out a long breath of "huh--", his face turned red and white, uncertain.
The flames have already wrapped around Tianlong Monk's shoulders, the gray monk's clothes are burning, and there is the smell of burnt flesh in the air.
No one sounded the alarm, and no one went to find a source of water to put out the fire. They just watched silently, and even the chanting stopped.
After dusk, another night in the barren mountains came, and the burning Tianlong Monk was like the protagonist of a bonfire party, surrounded and watched by everyone. He was a human being, not pine wood, so this situation looked strange and evil.
, more like a cultist’s sacrificial meeting.
"This is already the twenty-seventh victim in three months. Divine water, anger... I wonder where God wants to place Fengge Temple? Master, master, master, is there no way to solve it?
Is it the curse of Fengqiao Temple?" Master Shenbi became extremely sad and angry.
When the flames completely enveloped the Heavenly Dragon Monk, everyone heard the "sizzling" sound of the skin and flesh being burned, but could not hear the Heavenly Dragon Monk's screams. Perhaps in five minutes, he will be completely reduced to ashes and remains.
, but where does this strange flame come from?
"Maybe we... can... go to the 'Tower of the Dead' and... meditate?" Kamikawa took a step back, took another deep breath, and his shriveled belly slowly swelled.
I had long wanted to go to the pagoda, and what he said was exactly what I wanted.
Master Xianyun replied almost without hesitation: "Okay, right away." After saying these three words, Zhang Baisen bowed his body and shot out into the yard. He had no intention of taking a detour, and kept his toes on the steps in front of the door.
At the previous point, it was rising like a lone crane through the clouds, sliding in the air, and stepping on the south wall of the courtyard. After rising again, even the shadow could not be seen. This method of soaring and jumping will never reach the foot of the tower.
Three seconds.
I smiled bitterly. Although my martial arts and light kung fu were good, compared with Zhang Baisen, I might not even be able to keep up with his 30%.
"Young man, let's... let's go..."
Kamikawa stretched out his hand to me and smiled kindly. His upper body was always naked, which was extremely weird.
I also stretched out my hand, feeling quite fond of this Japanese monk who always spoke Chinese. When my two palms came into contact, a gloomy chill instantly spread throughout my body, causing my whole body to tremble.
I shivered several times, my brain was stimulated by the cold, and I suddenly woke up a lot.
My first reaction was to throw away my hand, but the huge adhesive force contained in Kamikawa's palm held my palm firmly.
"Princess Tengjia, she is very important to us, save her - if you can..." The second half of his sentence was obviously full of distrust. I felt that his handshake was like Master Xianyun exploring my brain.
The actions of the organization are the same. They all want to obtain certain things in my body.