The silver starlight shone among the mountains, as if it had coated the huge stone Buddha with a light and compassionate luster. A few night clouds slowly floated by the Buddha statue, and a few night birds cried faintly.
The Buddha's chariot stopped outside the cave, carrying the starlight on it. The Buddhist mantras embroidered on the curtain seemed to shine. As the night wind blew, the patterns of the Buddhist scriptures seemed to be coming alive, and they looked more solemn and gorgeous.
Qunimadi walked to the Buddha's chariot and whispered something. It was vaguely seen that the monk in the chariot seemed to shake his head. Qunimadi took the ascetic monk from Baita Temple and walked down the mountain, and the illegitimate flower was also in it.
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The practitioners who came out of the cave hut were either confused or excited. It took a long time to resolve the words that Master Qishan pointed out when he pulled them. He woke up and kowtowed to the depths of the cave hut, and then he went back to the end of the cave hut.
He bowed to the Buddha's chariot, then bowed to the black carriage, and then walked down the mountain.
The practitioners gradually left, and their figures disappeared one by one in the night of Washan, just like a chess game ending. Whether it was black chess pieces or white chess pieces, they were all raised one by one, leaving only a clean chess board.
Mo Shanshan walked to the black carriage and said, "You take Sangsang in. I live in Lanke Temple. If you need to go down the mountain, I won't wait for you."
Ning Que said, "Do you want to wait a little longer and go down the mountain together?"
Mo Shanshan said: "One way up the mountain is enough, why bother going down the mountain? No need."
After saying this, she floated away.
Ning Que was silent for a moment, no longer thought about it, and helped Sangsang walk out of the black carriage. Looking at the Buddha chariot that looked a little lonely outside the hut, he frowned slightly, and walked into the cave.
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Master Qishan stretched out two fingers and put them on Sangsang's wrist.
The master has been sick for a long time. He is weak and his fingers are thin like dry branches
Sangsang was sick for a long time, weak, and his wrists were as thin as reed sticks.
Occasionally, night wind leaked into the hole, the oil lamp shook slightly, the master felt chill and couldn't help coughing violently. His body trembled and passed along his fingers to Sangsang's wrist, and Sangsang couldn't help coughing.
Looking at this scene, Ning Que wanted to laugh, but felt sad.
Master Qishan and Sangsang had a better mentality than him. One old and one young looked at each other and smiled.
"What a cold and cold breath, it seems to come from the abyss."
Master Qishan's fingers slowly left Sangsang's wrist and sighed.
Ning Que looked at the master, his expression could not tell anything unusual, he could only know how nervous he was with his clenched fists.
Master Qishan ignored him and looked at Sangsang Lianai and said, "When the yin and cold breath occurs, it will inevitably be extremely painful. I don't know how you have been with it for so many years, especially how you held it up when you were a child."
Sangsang glanced at Ning Que.
Ning Que thought about the situation when Sangsang was sick when he was a child, and even after more than ten years, he still felt cold all over. He shook his head and drove all the pictures out of his mind.
"Master, what method can be used to remove this cold and cold breath?"
Ning Que did not ask what this yin and cold breath was, because it had no meaning. It had existed in Sangsang's body. After so many years, he did not ask the master if he could remove this yin and cold breath. Instead, he did not ask the master if he could remove this yin and cold breath.
Just ask the method directly. Because if you want to cure Sangsang's disease, you must remove the yin and cold breath. Since Master Qishan said before that it can cure Sangsang's disease, there must be a method.
Master Qishan shook his head slowly and said, "I don't know why this yin and cold breath has risen. It has been with Sangsang for 16 years. It has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow and flesh, and it is difficult to separate it anymore. If it weren't for the excellent medicine method of the academy.
, She herself learned from the great priest of Light to practice divine art. A few days ago, you asked the throne to forcefully suppress it with the domineering divine light. She couldn't hold on to the present at all, so how could it be so easy to remove?"
Ning Que said: "Even the most poisonous thing in the world, there are corresponding antidotes. I don't understand. Since it is the yin and cold breath, why can't it be neutralized with the yang breath?"
Master Qishan said: "I understand what you mean. I think in the past few years, this cold and cold breath has been suppressed by the Haotian Divine Light, but when Haotian Divine Light enters Sangsang's body, the cold and cold breath will hide in the abyss again.
, hiding deep into her bone marrow and flesh. If you want to remove the cold and cold breath hidden in the deepest part of the bone marrow and flesh, you need to remove all her bone marrow and flesh."
Ning Que thought that this was not a mythical world after all, so where could he cut flesh and bones and return it to someone, and then rebuild his body with lotus and lotus root nodes. He frowned and said, "The God of Haotian is the purest fire in the world, even those
The yin and cold breath can be hidden deep in the bone marrow, so there should be no reason to escape."
Master Qishan looked at Sangsang and sighed, "This will start with Sangsang's body again."
Ning Que looked slightly cold and said, "Please give me some advice."
Master Qishan raised his arm, pointed his finger at Sangsang, and said, "She is transparent."
Sangsang was stunned, remembering that the teacher seemed to have said the same thing after entering Lao Bizhai.
Ning Que doesn't understand the meaning of the master's words.
Master Qishan said: "Why did the great master of Guangming choose Sangsang as his successor? It is because of her special physique, she is not as transparent as a trace of impurities, so Haotian Divine Radiation will not encounter any stagnation when she walks through her body.
There will be no loss, so she can accommodate infinite divine light and is the purest kind."
Ning Que said nervously: "Isn't this a good thing?"
"It's a good thing and a bad thing... If there is no cold air in her body, there's only light."
Master Qishan looked at Sangsang quietly and said, "My Buddhist sect often says that every flower and a world is, you are the flower called the Great Thousand Worlds. You are transparent, infinite, and can accommodate all the lights.
, and you can tolerate all darkness.”
Ning Que vaguely understood the master's meaning.
Practitioners all pay attention to the talent of roots and bones. For example, when they first realize, they see a lake, a stream or a pond. Some people, such as Liu Bai, can see a surging river, but Sangsang doesn’t need to see it at all. She is a world herself.
That world is very big and almost infinite, so even if there is more Haotian divine light poured into her body, it still cannot completely occupy all corners of this space. The cold and cold breath can always find its own abyss, waiting for the moment to see the light of the sky again.
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"So what should we do?"
Ning Que's voice trembled slightly. At this time, he finally understood why even the teacher was helpless about Sangsang's illness, and couldn't help feeling a little desperate. He couldn't think of any other way.
Master Qishan looked at him and asked calmly: "Are you willing to let Sangsang follow me to follow the Buddha?"
Ning Que was slightly surprised and didn't understand why the master suddenly mentioned this matter.
Sangsang didn't understand, and was very worried about Ning Que's reaction.
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(Xiao Ka, it's a little late, sorry, Chapter 3, I will definitely come out before 10:30 1)