Little Xiang Liu did not expect that Su Jing not only did not step forward, but instead took a step back.
Qi Donglai's eyes naturally fell on Xiang Liu, and he nodded slightly: "Lishan Su Jing?"
After hearing Qi Donglai's voice, Xiao Xiangliu hated him unspeakably and couldn't stand his scrutiny. He said coldly: "Just say what you have to say."
"So, is it really true? Otherwise, how could he be in charge of Junior Uncle Lishan?" Qi Donglai's words were incomprehensible.
Xiao Xiangliu remained silent and ignored, and did not hide the disgust in his eyes.
Everyone in the world hates him, but Qi Donglai has long been accustomed to it. His expression remained unchanged, and he continued to say to Xiao Xiangliu: "Su Jing, please come back, just think that your visit is in vain. Only I can enter the Skyscraper Temple, and no one else is allowed to enter."
Su Jing's heart moved when he heard this. He originally guessed that Tu Wan was going to take him to the Skyscraper Pagoda, but when he arrived, there was nothing there. His spiritual consciousness had already seeped into the seabed soil, and it was clear at a glance that there was still mud under the mud.
There are no big temples or temples.
Xiao Xiangliu also looked around and asked Qi Donglai: "Where is the Skyscraper Temple?"
Unexpectedly, Qi Donglai actually shook his head: "I don't know either. It will appear when it is supposed to appear."
Xiao Xiangliu asked again: "Why?" This question followed Qi Donglai's previous statement that "no one else is allowed to enter the temple except me."
"On a first-come, first-served basis, I have been waiting here for forty years." The tall man with a beard replied in a clear and sweet voice, while not forgetting to give Xiao Xiangliu a smile.
At that time, the leader of the Demon Sect sent a message to Qi Donglai, saying that the protective seal of the Ferris Monastery might be loose, and asked him to rush to the West Sea to wait. When Qi Dong arrived, there was nothing. The news was sent back to the master, and the master's order came again, one word:
wait.
After waiting for more than forty years, until today, Qi Donglai waited for Su Jing and Xiao Xiangliu.
This is where the skyscraper temple fell into the sea, but in imagination, the huge ruins half sunk on the seabed did not exist. This place was completely empty, not to mention the ancient temple, the giant Buddha, and not even a wooden fish could be seen.
"Forty years earlier," Xiao Xiangliu said in a calm voice, "It's because you were confused and wasted forty years of hard work. This debt must be borne by you and has nothing to do with me."
Qi Donglai's smile became even brighter: "If you don't talk about first come, first served, then why don't you talk about whether the winner is the king or the loser? The strong eats the weak." Before he could finish his words, suddenly a Buddha's name came from the deep seabed.
Amitabha, the four characters are clear.
Qi Donglai immediately stopped talking, and Su Jing and Xiao Xiangliu also concentrated.
The spiritual awareness of the three people was greatly opened, permeating the surroundings. There were no cultivators or monsters nearby. The Buddha's name came from somewhere, floated in the ears, and soon disappeared.
The Buddha's name falls and the sea returns to tranquility.
It was quiet for only a moment, and suddenly three drums sounded, "dong, dong, dong"! The sound came from all directions, but did not pass through the ears. It fell directly into the mind and heart, making people vibrate when they heard the sound! It was the Buddhist awakening drum,
It's like drinking a stick before your head, keeping your mind and mind straight, your mind clear and your mind clear.
The sound of the drums died down, and the bells resounded again. The melodious bells were invisible but had quality. When it floated over, the three people deep in the sea felt that a breeze was lingering around them, blowing through their clothes and skin and bones, and they were cool and refreshing.
The comfort is sent directly to the depths of the soul! Unknowingly, the faces of the righteous cultivators, the monsters of the Southern Wilderness, and the disciples of the demons are all smiling, truly cheerful and refreshing smiles!
The bells continued to ring, and the sound of chimes started again. After three breaths, the sound of wooden fish came, and after another three breaths, someone sang sutras.
For example, at dusk, when people are at the foot of a mountain, they can faintly hear the Buddhist teachings in the temple on the mountainside. Zen singing is the sound, but the world becomes quieter because of this sound.
It's misty and distant, and you can't tell where it comes from, but it really exists.
There were some surprises and surprises, and the expressions of the three of them were exactly the same.
I was surprised because the strange sound came out of nowhere, but I was happy because the strange sound was a sign that there was indeed movement in the Sky Pagoda. However, I was worried because: Where is the Pagoda?
The bells and chimes rang in unison, and the wooden fish sang Zen. The three of them were caught in the sound, and no one could see where the temple was.
His heart calmed down, Qi Donglai's face also became calm, and he looked at Xiao Xiangliu with cold eyes: "I will give you my final advice."
After saying only six words, Qi Donglai shut up, inevitably being shocked!
Not to mention the two people opposite, even Qi Donglai himself couldn't hear his voice, so what's the use of this warning.
The Zen singing of bells and drums in my ears is melodious and ethereal, but not loud at all. Why can't I even hear my own speech?
After regaining his composure, he suddenly realized something. Qi Donglai was even more frightened: Can't the bells and drums be sung loudly? What a mistake!
The Buddhist bells and drums are deafening, as if a dragon is churning and rushing in the ears; the Zen singing is so violent, it is like thousands of thunder lamps cracking the brain!
It’s just that he didn’t notice it before, but he ‘thought’ it wasn’t loud before. In other words: the chanting of bells and drums had already shaken the universe, and the sound was like a bell, but he didn’t realize it until he spoke.
This is not a method or a technique, but a level of 'intention', the meaning of the Buddha: When the Buddha came into the world and walked in front of him, in the eyes of ordinary people, the Buddha was just an ordinary person of height and height, nothing surprising. Only when ordinary people can lower their heads and take a look at themselves will they suddenly understand.
I realized that the Buddha is ten thousand feet high and spans the heaven and the earth!
The Buddha is not tall, but the man is small.
The chanting of bells and drums is not loud, but the cochlea of the three cultivators at the bottom of the sea is shallow!
The Buddha's intention accepts the strange sound, and it depends on your luck!
Qi Donglai said a word but couldn't hear it. Su Jing and Xiao Xiangliu saw each other's mouth move but made no sound. The next moment they thought of the truth, their ears thundered endlessly.
When they heard the true voice, the three people's expressions changed again. It was not expression, not spirit, but the real 'color'. Qi Donglai's forehead was as black as ink; Su Jing's cheeks were as red as blood; Xiaoxiang Liu's face was like gold paper:
Zen singing with bells and drums that are too loud sounds like a heavy blow!
From the ears to the brain, from the brain to the heart, the meridians are hammered again and again, stirring the essence. Everyone's essence is shaken by the loud noise, and the blood and energy are surging. After a while, the Buddha's voice becomes louder and louder.
The situation of the three people is getting worse, and the true energy is gradually scattered and difficult to restrain!
Anyone who is a practitioner will understand that this is a sign of going crazy. The three of them couldn't care less about hostility or anything else. They each sat cross-legged, their bodies trembling and swaying, trying their best to straighten their minds. What's the use of practicing straight?
, the Zen sound that is almost destroying the ocean is everywhere. This 'demon' itself is external, unstoppable and unable to escape.
The cultivation level of the three people is not the same, but the Zen singing of bells and drums has hidden wisdom, "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude". After just one stick of incense, the three of them were almost on the verge of reaching the limit at the same time. At this moment, they could not hold on any longer and were about to go crazy.
In an instant, the loud sound of Buddha suddenly disappeared!
The chanting of bells and drums has dispersed, but the depths of the sea have not been silent. All kinds of strange sounds come from nowhere:
Whispering, is it a small insect stepping on a dead leaf?
Tick tick tick, is it the drizzle that hits the banana leaves?
There is a rustling sound, are there silkworms greedily eating mulberry leaves?
There are also creeks flowing happily, birds chirping in the distance, wind blowing through the forest, and even earthworms moving through the soil. All these small sounds come together and sound a bit messy, but if you feel it with your body and mind, it is not difficult to detect the abnormal sound.
Hidden rhythm:
It’s so obvious that it’s the rhythm of natural breathing, the rhythm of heaven and earth breathing in and out!
There was no need for anyone to give any instructions. The three of them just breathed out and performed the exercises naturally according to this rhythm. All the previous agitation quickly subsided, and a cool feeling spread throughout the body. After a near-destructive crisis, there was a layer of natural understanding and
The foundation of the heart becomes more and more stable.
It will be of great benefit to practice in the future.
Everyone who comes here is destined to do good deeds, and Motian Pagoda gave them a gift to the three of them.
After another stick of incense, the tiny noises subsided, and the seabed finally returned to tranquility. The three of them opened their eyes at the same time and jumped up!
Qi Donglai was in the south, and Xiao Xiangliu was in the north. They were ten feet apart and looked at each other coldly. Su Jing was a carefree person, standing behind Xiao Xiangliu and working as a follower to the "little uncle".
At this time, between the Demon disciples and Xiang Liu, on the seabed, a piece of soil the size of a palm suddenly stirred. It looked like a small crab was about to come out. After a while, the soil broke open, and what came out was not a crab.
A sea shrimp, but a tender spring bud.
Even if Su Jing didn't know much about the sea, he could tell that these young shoots were not green in the sea.
There were strange noises first and then there were strange phenomena. Although the Ferris Buddha Temple has not yet appeared, there are already signs of it.
Su Jing let out a long breath. As soon as he arrived here, he received a gift from the ancient Motian Temple. If he started fighting again, he would not only destroy the purity of Buddhism, but also let down the wishes of the senior monks. Su Jing has never been afraid of fighting, but now he really doesn't want to
Fighting, looking at the disciples of the Demon family: "If there is a chance, the three of us will go to the ancient temple together, and we will not fight, fight, rob or snatch. What we can get depends on our own luck. Qi Donglai, what do you think?"
The words were right, but Qi Donglai firmly shook his head and corrected him first: "Sao, Qi Donglai." Then he got down to business: "I don't want to fight, but I am the only one who can enter the ancient temple. I will kill anyone else who enters. This matter is not negotiable.
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While the two of them were talking, the buds on the seabed grew meanderingly, and a few green leaves bloomed and withered, but the green stems gradually grew stronger and stood taller than a foot tall.
Qi Donglai continued: "Maybe this way, if you leave, I owe you both a favor. If things get settled here, I will help you kill the two of you. As long as you are not a disciple of the Demon family, you can give me whatever you want."
Xiao Xiangliu shook his head and said, "I never kill someone by others' hands. If you don't agree to nod, there will be no discussion. For the sake of the mercy of the ancient temple, I will let you take the first shot."
The flower stems on the seabed grew longer and thicker, and the color also changed from green to lighter to white. It turned out to be a young lotus root. The leaves on the lotus root branches stretched out and gradually took shape. Now anyone who is not blind can guess which stem.
The young shoots will eventually grow into a green lotus.
Qi Donglai shook his head and laughed when he heard this: "The devil is in my heart and my pride is in my bones. I have never made a move since five hundred years ago."
After finishing speaking, after a pause, Qi Dong came to Yuan Ting Yue Zhi and said in a calm voice: "No need to talk nonsense, Tianmo Sect, Sao, Qi Dong came to learn the righteous method of Li Shan's little master uncle's famous sect."
Before I finished speaking, the bottom of the sea was in chaos! (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)