The white-browed old monk touched the young monk's bald head and said kindly.
"Yes, Master."
The little monk threw down his broom and ran away.
The white-browed old monk then turned to look at Qin Xuan and the two of them, with a kind-hearted look on his face. The most special thing about this old monk is that his two pale eyebrows hang down from his eyes, and are more than twenty centimeters long.
, very eye-catching.
"You must be Master Jinguang?"
Qin Xuan asked respectfully.
The white-browed old monk smiled and nodded, and then said: "Young man, originally the poor monk planned to show up again tomorrow. But there was something on the benefactor today that aroused the old monk's interest."
"Oh? What is it?"
Qin Xuan was surprised.
"Amitabha. Does the donor have a soul refining bead on his body?"
The white-browed old monk asked calmly.
"As expected of a master, you can tell right away." Qin Xuan admired him in his heart.
You must know that he has tried his best to cover up the breath of the soul refining bead. After all, this thing may attract the backstage of the ghost cultivator. If it is a thousand-year-old ghost or something, it will be troublesome.
Unfortunately, Qin Xuan's cover-up was useless in front of Master Jinguang, and he was seen through from afar.
"Amitabha, I wonder where the young man got the Soul Refining Pearl? You must know that this is an evil thing. As a swordsman, it is inappropriate for the donor to carry it with him."
Master Jin Guang stroked his two long white eyebrows.
"Master, to be honest, I met a ghost cultivator before..." Qin Xuan briefly explained the situation of the ghost cultivator.
Su Muqing on the side was horrified to hear that something like this happened last night? Dongfang Qingwan almost died! This was obviously unbelievable to Su Muqing, but she had spent more time with Qin Xuan recently, so she didn't
I kind of believe it.
Ghost cultivator! Are there really such existences in the world?
Master Jinguang listened and nodded: "In that case, can the donor take out the soul refining bead and take a look?"
"certainly."
Qin Xuan readily agreed and took out the soul refining bead from his arms.
I saw a light red bead that looked extremely weird under the sunlight, but no other strange phenomena appeared. After all, it was broad daylight, and there were no ghosts near Qin Xuan's villa, let alone Jinguang Temple.
Spooky.
"Master, since this is an evil thing, how about leaving it to the master for safekeeping?"
Qin Xuan handed over the Soul Refining Bead.
"Huh? Donor, although the Soul Refining Pearl is of no use to you, it is still a treasure in the world and is extremely valuable."
Master Jinguang's eyes moved, as if he didn't expect Qin Xuan to give him the Soul Refining Bead.
Qin Xuan also had a purpose in making this suggestion. He killed the foundation-building ghost cultivator himself. If there really was some thousand-year-old ghost behind that ghost cultivator, then obviously he only needed two traces to find him.
One was the ashes of the ghost cultivator, but Qin Xuan destroyed it later.
The other is this soul refining bead. If the soul refining bead is given to Master Jinguang, if a thousand-year-old ghost or the like comes to visit, Qin Xuan will have nothing to do with it.
As for the safety of Master Jinguang, Qin Xuan is not worried. At first glance, this old monk seems to have profound cultivation, and he has the demeanor of a sweeping monk, and he is not so easy to lose his hair.
"The most precious treasure in the world belongs to those who are virtuous. You are welcome, Master."
Qin Xuan is eager to give this hot potato away. After all, the opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back. If he had not met Master Jin Guang, Qin Xuan would not give this thing away casually. After all, it would harm others, but since it is Master Jin Guang
That's another matter.
"Amitabha."
Master Jinguang raised his white eyebrows and reached out to take the soul-refining bead. No movement was seen from him, and the soul-refining bead disappeared from his hand.
Su Muqing was amazed by this scene, thinking that Master Jinguang was indeed an expert.
"In this case, the old monk accepted it." Master Jinguang looked at Qin Xuan with a half-smile, "Donor, don't you know your name?"
"Junior Qin Xuan."
Qin Xuan replied respectfully.
"What do you want to do with the old monk?"
Master Jinguang asked again.
"I do have something I want to ask for."
Qin Xuan's face gradually became serious, and he told Yang Ling's experience in detail, and finally said: "Now Yang Ling's soul has been placed in the soul-sealing talisman by me. Unfortunately, it is all in fragments. I wonder if the master has the magical power to piece it together."
Complete, call out her soul and let her reincarnate?"
"My Buddha is compassionate."
Master Jin Guang announced the name of Buddha and sighed.
"This matter is very difficult, but you have found the right person, benefactor. Anyway, I will help you this time, old monk."
"Thank you, Master."
Qin Xuan's face was filled with joy. As long as Master Jin Guang is willing to help, there will be no problem. Not only will the truth be revealed in front of Su Muqing, but it will also allow Yang Ling to transcend and enter reincarnation as soon as possible.
"Donor, don't say thank you too early." Master Jin Guang waved his hand, "The old monk has a question to test you. If you can't answer it, don't mention it again."
"Excuse me, Master."
Qin Xuan looked serious, knowing that the critical moment was coming.
"The old monk asked you, do you know what the four words 'Amitabha' mean?"
As soon as this question came up, Qin Xuan looked a little weird.
Su Muqing poked him from behind and said softly: "Hey, Qin Xuan, can you answer this question?"
"Yes, the answer is correct, but the question is..."
Qin Xuan was confused, turned around and said softly: "What's the point of asking this question?"
"Whatever the point, just answer it if you can."
Su Muqing encouraged.
What does the word "Amitabha" mean? Su Muqing has never studied Buddhism, so of course she doesn't understand it. But Qin Xuan is different. He is a swordsman himself and is very familiar with the classics of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism under the cultivation of his master who keeps pace with the times.
"Then I answered."
Qin Xuan coughed and said: "The four words Amitabha are actually transliterated from Indian Sanskrit. It can be simply understood as immeasurable awareness, which means knowing everything and being aware of everything. Most people can get all kinds of benefits by chanting these four words often.
With the protection of heavenly Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, if a Buddhist cultivator often recites these four words, it can even stabilize his cultivation and calm his mind..."
Master Jin Guang listened, smiling and nodding.
When Su Muqing saw it, she felt that something was interesting. She immediately admired Qin Xuan even more. She didn't expect that he could even answer such profound Buddhist questions. He was indeed an extraordinary swordsman.
"Yes, the donor is right and very knowledgeable."
When Qin Xuan finished speaking, Master Jinguang nodded and praised, but soon, a trace of amusement appeared in his eyes: "Every time someone asks the old monk to do something, the old monk will ask this question. So far, you, the donor, have answered the best.
Good. What a pity..."
Master Jinguang's words stopped suddenly, and Qin Xuan's heart skipped a beat.
Is it possible that this is not enough?
"Don't worry, the old monk will help with this matter. However, there is something I want to remind the donor of."
Master Jinguang stroked his long white eyebrows again.
"Master, please speak."
Qin Xuan said solemnly.
Guidance from an expert is very rare, so Qin Xuan naturally cherishes this opportunity.