"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-contemplation, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering."

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it."

The old lama looked pious, recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, turned the prayer cylinder with his right hand, and a stream of rich aura gushed out wildly.

"This ......" In an instant, Lu Xuan's face was surprised.

The wisps of aura that escaped were so rich that they seemed to be formed.

The prayer cylinder rotated by the host is really extraordinary, even if fifty little lamas rotate the prayer cylinder together, it is not as rich as a host.

If four or five hosts rotate the prayer cylinder together, it is estimated that the aura is so rich that it condenses into water like the Potala Palace.

However, Lu Xuan is not an insatiable person, and he is already very satisfied to have a host take the initiative to help him turn the prayer cylinder, and he is even a little overjoyed.

"The aura of Buddhism is really abundant."

Lu Xuan's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately walked over and sat cross-legged behind the old lama, absorbing the aura escaping from the prayer wheel.

It just so happened that he had just broken through the fivefold realm of quenching and was not very stable, and the old lama took the initiative to help him turn the prayer wheel, which was simply a relief in the snow.

"The meridians seem to be gradually expanding."

Absorbing those spiritual energy into the dantian and fusing it into spiritual power, and then using the spiritual power to run around the entire body for a few hours, he felt that his meridians were gradually expanding.

Over time, the meridians have grown larger and more than doubled.

The Xuanyuan Determination Method was constantly chanted in his mind, and according to the operation method recorded above, the expanding meridians returned to their original state again.

But soon, it began to grow again, and then shrunk. After repeating it a few times, his meridians became more and more tenacious, and his epidermis glowed with a hint of fluorescence.

"That's it." Seeing this, Lu Xuan was overjoyed, this time he really laid the fivefold realm of quenching the body.

Take another look at the old lama, still reciting the sutra reverently.

Lu Xuan didn't understand why the old lama suddenly helped him, and remembered that the little monk in Thailand last time gave him a string of Buddhist beads to dispel his evil spirits, and the old lama didn't understand the Tibetan language he couldn't speak to himself before, maybe he said that he was related to the Buddha like the little monk.

Shaking his head and ignoring these things, he continued to meditate and cultivate, inhaling every wisp of spiritual energy that overflowed into his body.

"What is this?" When Lu Xuan wanted to go further, he suddenly felt a chill around him, and a strong aura of death enveloped him.

"It turned out to be it." Lu Xuan, who had been wandering between life and death countless times, came back to his senses in an instant, and found that this evil aura was diffusing from the blue spar on his body, and it also carried a very strong aura.

After they overflowed, the aura in the blue hedron also came out, and the two were intertwined.

But this time, it seemed that the blood-red evil qi was more ferocious, frantically pounced on the aura and tore and devoured it, like a death squad fighting to the death, completely breaking the previous situation of mutual balance.

"The blood jade pendant is really a spiritual thing, it seems that it has absorbed the spiritual energy for a whole day, making it feel that it is about to be suppressed by the Buddha-nature aura, so it launched a counterattack."

Seeing the scene of them fighting each other so many times, Lu Xuan sensed the cause of the incident at a glance.

I didn't expect the crazy blood jade pendant to be so fierce and domineering.

If it doesn't support, it won't take long, and the aura will definitely be completely swallowed by the evil qi, which is the last thing Lu Xuan wants to see.

Without the Buddha nature aura suppression to maintain balance, then he will definitely go mad.

"Give me a crackdown." Lu Xuan thought about Xuanyuan and controlled the aura in his body that had just been absorbed to reinforce the Buddha nature aura that was retreating.

After a quarter of an hour of effort, the movements of both sides became smaller and smaller, and finally reached a state of equilibrium, and they were submerged in the blue hedron together.

At this time, the old lama also stopped chanting, and the surrounding aura was gradually absorbed and weakened until it was completely gone.

"It's over so soon." After knowing that the old lama had stopped chanting the scriptures and turning the prayer wheel, Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart.

After probing the situation in his body, the blue spiritual power swam in the meridians like a trickle, and finally circulated back into the dantian.

"See how many meters your perception can stretch." Lu Xuan shook his head, ignoring this, and directly released his perceptual ability.

This time it was forty-eight meters, and there was a hint of joy on his face.

It seems that this trip to Lhasa is in vain!

"Mr. Lu, are you tired of staying for so long? I'll take you back to the hotel to rest. Seeing Lu Xuan standing up, the Tibetan uncle, who had already rushed over, hurriedly greeted him.

"Wait a minute, I want to have a conversation with this teacher, and you will be my translator." Lu Xuan stretched his waist and responded.

Then, he came to the old lama, bowed, and said sincerely, "Thank you, Master, for helping me turn the prayer cylinder, which has benefited me a lot." ”

"The donor doesn't have to be polite, the old man thinks that you are related to my Buddha, so he will help you turn the prayer wheel according to the rules of the Jokhang Temple, I just hope you can get more deep understanding." After the old lama finished speaking, the Tibetan uncle helped translate it again.

After hearing this, Lu Xuan immediately understood that it should be related to the string of Buddha beads on his body that were infused with blue crystals.

The old lama mistakenly thought that he had Buddha nature, so he would help him turn the prayer wheel.

However, he still thanked the old lama very sincerely, "There is Master Lao." ”

Then Lu Xuan chatted with the old lama for a few more words before saying goodbye and leaving, and asked the Tibetan uncle to take him back to the hotel to rest.

In the next two days, Lu Xuan asked the Tibetan uncle to take him around to find temples in Lhasa, and go in for sightseeing, no matter how big or small.

It's a pity that there are too few temples with aura found in the past two days, and some have aura but are also very thin, and they can't keep up with his current realm at all.

On the third day, they came to Drepung Monastery, the largest temple in the world and the place with the largest number of monks many years ago.

As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, he felt a cool aura rushing towards him, which made Lu Xuan sigh: "What a rich aura!" ”

The source of aura still comes from the prayer wheel, and there are more lamas here than in Jokhang Temple. The lamas in front of the prayer wheel walked and came one after another, and the prayer wheel was rotating almost all day.

After communicating with the host of the monastery, the Tibetan uncle said that Lu Xuan could stay in the temple to practice at night.

It was another two days.

On the night of the fifth day, the stars were bright and the breeze was blowing.

"Boom, boom."

"Boom"

The little lamas looked pious, chanting and turning the prayer cylinders as in the past, providing Lu Xuan with a steady stream of aura.

After a few days of aura infusion, Lu Xuan found that Xuanyuan's running speed had increased a lot, and more and more aura was transformed into spiritual power to gather in the meridians, and finally precipitate in the dantian.

Another two hours passed, late at night.

Considering that the lamas must have been tired from chanting continuously recently, Lu Xuan let them leave in advance.

However, Lu Xuan still stayed next to the prayer wheel to meditate and continued to cultivate.

I don't know how long it took, a shadow appeared at the entrance of the Turning Prayer Pavilion, and it quickly rushed behind Lu Xuan at a ghostly speed.

The whole process was only in the blink of an eye, and there was not even the slightest abnormal sound.

"Are you coming?" Sensing that someone was coming behind him, Lu Xuan just muttered in his heart, and his face did not change in the slightest.

As early as when the figure was close to three meters away, he didn't need to perceive just by smelling the fragrance wafting from the other party's body, he knew that it was his former subordinate, codenamed Red Fox.

However, Lu Xuan generally calls her Xiaohu.

"You're here?" Lu Xuan opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the little fox, and asked lightly with a calm face.

She is still the same as before, with short and neat hair, and her beautiful melon seed face is always stiff, and she looks cold.

As always, she is still wearing the uniform of the Xuanyuan team, fully equipped.

Her figure is a little thin, and her light body makes her have an advantage over other male team members - speed, her speed is the fastest in the entire Xuanyuan team, even Lu Xuan can't compare.

The red fox stood behind Lu Xuan, her eyes looking at Lu Xuan's back in a daze.

It took a long time for her to break her silence.

"Captain." Xiaohu lightly opened his lips and screamed, looked at Lu Xuan with a somewhat timid expression, like a child who had done something wrong, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I went to Ninghai to look for you, and I heard that you came to Lhasa, so I came with me." ”

"What's the matter?" Lu Xuan asked with a calm face, not blaming her for tracking herself.

"Do you remember helping Chu Tianxiong kill that drug lord Kunxi not long ago? I heard that there is a captain of the Reaper mercenaries who thinks that if you kill the gold master, you will oppose them, so the Reaper mercenaries will probably target you. Xiaohu raised her head again, raised her head and looked at Lu Xuan, and told her everything she had learned.

"I see, thank you for coming all the way to report the news." Lu Xuan nodded and thanked him.

"Also, last time they sent to assassinate Chu Tianxiong and you were only bronze-level killers. I guess it's going to be a silver or even a gold level to deal with you this time, so you have to be careful. Xiaohu looked worried and reminded Lu Xuan heartily.

"Well, is there anything else?" Lu Xuan's expression was calm, and he asked lightly.

After listening to Lu Xuan's words, Xiaohu bit his lower lip lightly, his face showed hesitation, his two hands clasped together, and he looked like he wanted to say something.

After hesitating for a few seconds, her face suddenly became solemn, and she mustered up the courage to ask, "Captain, I noticed that you are a little stronger than when you left the Xuanyuan team, have you begun to regain your strength?" ”

"It's a little recovered, but it's still far from it!" Lu Xuan's face did not change in the slightest, and he said lightly.

He knew what Xiaohu's purpose was in asking this question, so he didn't wait for her to speak, and spoke again, "I know what you want to do, but I won't go back." ”

"Why?" Xiaohu asked almost instinctively, and his tone was full of confusion.

"With my current strength, what's the difference between it and waste? Returning to the team will only drag everyone down. Lu Xuan grinned, smiling bitterly.

Xiaohu was silent for a long time after hearing this, and only after a while did he take a deep breath and said slowly: "I understand, then you take care of yourself and take care of yourself." ”

After speaking, he looked at Lu Xuan deeply, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes, and then turned his head and walked away.

Immediately, he jumped out of a window and disappeared into the night.

"Bang." The subtle sound of landing sounded, and immediately after the dark night, there was a burst of affectionate, crisp and tactful words: "Remember, you must take care of yourself, we are waiting for you to come back!" ”

This book was first published on Kanshu.com