Volume 8, Ripple Reflection Outside the Jianghu - The Stars Die, the Reflection of the Waves and the Void (II)
Women are always afraid of ghosts, and the eldest grandson Daochang is now more terrifying than ghosts.
Liu Yilan barely calmed down, and urged the six red silk threads to stab at the eldest grandson Daochang.
Who knew that the eldest grandson Daochang was still approaching step by step unconsciously, and he actually caught the red silk thread with his flesh and blood.
Liu Yilan was taken aback, there were blood needles at the tips of her red silk threads, and she was going to pierce even an inch-thick wooden board with all her might.
The eldest grandson was able to block it, and even the two red silk threads that pierced his eyes were ejected; It's incredible, is he really invulnerable?
Liu Yilan had retreated to the edge of the mushroom rock, and the eldest grandson Daochang was still approaching step by step; grabbed Liu Yilan by the back and tore a piece of black silk cloth from her tights.
At this moment, a soft voice sounded in the air: "Reflection of waves." A bundle of blood coughed up.
Mushroom Rock Shangqing Film, when he was the weakest, the bamboo Taoist priest finally pulled out a half-foot-long bamboo knife and swung the strongest knife.
The sparkling reflection is the last move of the Bamboo Taoist Landscape Knife Technique, even if he is not physically injured, he cannot make this move perfect. Just because this trick has the effect of reversing time and space, the person will lose the concept of space and get lost in the sparkling reflection created by the bamboo Taoist priest with a shaku-and-a-half bamboo knife.
Three months ago, if the Bamboo Taoist priest had issued this move, perhaps as long as he had half a move, it would have been impossible for the Living Buddha of Sounda to hurt him.
As soon as this trick came out, the clouds and water on the mushroom rock churned, and the half-foot-and-a-half bamboo knife floated out of the mushroom rock and disappeared into the abyss under the rock. Yu Xuan Zhenren floated with the clouds and water, and when he was about to fall down the mushroom rock, he was pulled back by the bamboo Taoist.
"Miserable!" The bamboo Taoist priest seemed to have exhausted his strength, let out a low groan, and fell into Liu Yilan's arms, his face full of gorgeous flushes.
Liu Yilan also screamed "miserable", in the bottom of her heart.
She and the Bamboo Taoist had a three-year double cultivation day, and she was most sensitive to the bamboo Taoist's clear heart. At this time, the Bamboo Taoist was weaker than after the battle with the Living Buddha Suo Wenda three months ago, and this flushing showed that the injuries on his body were also more serious.
Liu Yilan cried out bitterly, hugged the bamboo Taoist priest tightly, and didn't look at the three Taoist masters standing in a daze, and didn't dare to test the bamboo Taoist priest's injury; The bamboo Taoist may be dead, even if he wishes to be a master, he can't pull or save his life.
Elder Fire was holding the Celestial Star Mallet in his hand, which the Bamboo Daoist had stuffed into his hand at some point; His face was full of guilt, and after feeling this trick "sparkling reflection", he understood the greatness of the bamboo Taoist.
Yu Xuan Zhenren was full of frustration, even when the Bamboo Daoist was seriously injured, he was not the opponent of the Bamboo Daoist when he united with the Fire Elder; Pulled back from the edge of the cliff by the bamboo Taoist priest, he even felt deep despair; Not only moved, but also felt the broad mind of the bamboo Taoist priest, and realized his insignificance and selfishness.
In the shimmering reflection, Yu Xuan Zhenren is introduced to a strange and magical world; It's a pity that the time is only a short moment, and before he has time to experience one ten-thousandth of it, the shakuban bamboo knife has already flown out of the mushroom rock, and the pieces of green shadows have returned to the void; They were also sent back to their original world.
Only the eldest grandson Daochang didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and after getting up from the ground, he stretched out his arm again and shouted, "The demon subduing and demon destroying general God possesses my body, and I am invulnerable, and all evil spirits are invulnerable...... Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law! "Forced to the Bamboo Taoist and Liu Yilan.
His hand was about to touch Liu Yilan's black hair, but Liu Yilan was unconscious, still holding the bamboo Taoist priest and crying bitterly.
Yu Xuan Zhenren hurriedly stepped forward and just grabbed the placket of the eldest grandson's clothes; A rich sandalwood fragrance floated on the mushroom rock, and a loud cry: "Om, well, what, horn, mi, moo!" Demons are out of the way, and they are broken! A giant palm stretched out in the void, carrying the starlight in the sky to seal the Changsun Dao Changding Gate.
The eldest grandson Daochang rolled his eyes and snorted, the whole person lost his balance and couldn't stand, he fell crookedly, and never got up again.
The tall figure of the Living Buddha of Sounda came out of thin air and stood in front of the bamboo Taoist priest.
"Evil demons, the living Buddha said too much."
The Bamboo Daoist regained a little of his spirit, reluctantly sat up, and a line of blood slid out of the corner of his mouth.
"It's all evil demons, except for you Bamboo Daoist, I haven't seen a real Taoist."
Suo Wenda spoke unceremoniously, not giving Yu Xuan Zhenren and Elder Fire face at all, not even looking at them, only looking at the Bamboo Daoist with regret: "Daozong, why bother?" If you had done this earlier, I might have been able to get rid of it sooner, and you wouldn't have been bullied so much. β
"The Taoist priest is selfish, he just doesn't want the living Buddha to be liberated." The bamboo Taoist priest smiled, and the blood line oozing from the corner of his mouth was a little wider; "At least, they can see from me that the Taoist path is right, and it is already worth it."
"Their hearts have long been blackened by greed, bewitched by money, and smashed by the lust for power; Even ten bamboo Taoist priests couldn't wake them up. β
Suo Wenda put his handprint on the heart of the bamboo Taoist priest, and slowly injected a line of pure true qi to protect his gradually weakened vitality: "I just listened to a wonderful flute played by the bamboo Taoist priest, can you play another song." β
On the lips of the bamboo Taoist horizontal flute, the sound of Qingyue's flute floats out in vain, sometimes singing in a low voice, sometimes dancing lightly; In it, there is a clear spring flowing through, which brings people into the bank of the high mountains and flowing waters, and turns a few times, as if they are boating and wandering on the river.
The water-like wind flow sends the poetry of Yanyu Jiangnan into the heart; Mountain-like fortitude, the heroic swaying of the knife through thorns.
Liu Yilan stopped crying, looked at the bamboo Taoist priest stupidly, and looked at the green bamboo flute that was slowly stained with red blood; The sweet times of the past overflowed from the bottom of my heart.
The first time I had a good time, I was under a bamboo forest. There is no soft incense embroidery bed, no red candle burning, only the wind shaking the bamboo branches, and the birds chirping.
The bamboo Taoist priest is reckless and does not know the flower path, and will only look for it in a hurry; Liu Yilan's cheeks were feverish, and a tremor introduced him into her body.
So the thunderstorm and thunderbolt fell at the same time, making the two of them numb and confused.
Why did you leave him and leave the small bamboo building in the bamboo forest? It was the nest of love that he had piled up with all his heart; Every utensil in the bamboo building is a work of art carefully carved by the bamboo Taoist priest.
There is also a clear stream, which is as gentle as the eye waves of the bamboo Taoist priest.
Liu Yilan looked at the shoulder of the bamboo Taoist priest stupidly, is there still the tooth marks that he imprinted when he was extremely happy? He once caught a nest of newborn bamboo chickens, small and fluffy, just to make himself happy.
As the bamboo chickens grow up, they can only fly, and at first they will not go to the bamboo forest to forage for food, just waiting for themselves to feed them.
Later, the chickens gradually learned to eat insects, so there would be one less at every once in a while.
After three years, when the last bamboo chicken did not come back, I was tired of the life in the bamboo forest.
On the day of departure......
What Sounda felt was that the bamboo Taoist priest gradually blurred in the sound of the flute, and it was clear that he was still playing the flute, but it seemed to merge with the stars.
The sound of the flute disappeared, and the bamboo Taoist priest stood floating, staring at Yu Xuan Zhenren with a pair of clear eyes: "How declining Taoism is today, I have never seen it in ancient times." It's no accident to think about this. Lao Jun opened the religion and turned people into people, in order to return heaven and earth to the right. However, since the Ming season, dipping and fasting have been flourishing, asking where Wuwei is pure. The Tao does not cultivate oneself but wants to cultivate others, and it is not absurd to do one's own merits but want others to do it. I am sad that in this world, if you want to revive Taoism, you must first cultivate yourself and then cultivate others, and it is not easy for Taoism to transform people. Self-cultivation is enough to be true, and the truth is enough to achieve the law, and the old man is angry when he is full of ashes. Those who look at the Tao know it and think about it. I would like to take my body as a mirror, and I hope that the two Taoist friends will be admonished. (The above is excerpted from Mr. Zhen Puzi's warning.) οΌ
Yu Xuan Zhenren and Elder Fire knelt down at the same time, kowtowing heavily, blood staining the red stone.
"It doesn't have to be this way." The bamboo Taoist priest took the celestial star mallet and stuffed it into Yu Xuan's left hand; "In the future, you will be a Taoist sect, remember: nature is the way of the teacher. For the good of the Daomen, for the good of yourself, take care of the Orchid Sisters, and make friends with the Zhumen. β
After speaking, he made a mockery to the Living Buddha of Soonda: "Thank you, the Bamboo Taoist priest has offended the Buddha in the past, please tell the Buddhist initiates to the Living Buddha, forgive." β
Soonda returned the salute, but did not speak, only fixed his eyes on the bamboo Taoist. This thank you is to thank Soonda for his help in the end, and he feels that the Buddha did not stop him from traveling.
"Living Buddha, the half-footed bamboo knife is lost, and the Taoist priest is leaving."
"The Taoist priest is so ruthless, don't leave a word?" A look of admiration appeared on Soonda's face; The moment the flute stopped, he felt the ethereal and freedom of the bamboo Taoist priest, which was the great freedom and vacuum spirit he was striving for.
For the sake of this freedom and etherealness, Suo Weng went everywhere to find the verification mirror, but he didn't expect to become the magic mirror of the bamboo Taoist priest.
"Living Buddha, Yin and Yang." The bamboo Taoist priest looked up at the void and smiled, and the blood on his lips disappeared.
"Living Buddha, yin and yang. Taoist, what is yin and yang? What is a Living Buddha? β
"You are ridiculous, a living Buddha is a living Buddha, and yin and yang are yin and yang. Attachment to yin and attachment to yang is the attachment of the mind to yin and yang. The heart has mountains and rivers, what about yin, and what about yang? Caring for nature, what about life and death? If the heart has no position, what if you win, what if you lose? The mind is detached, alive, Buddha, what about it? When you are the weakest, you can take the biggest step, this is the yin and yang, and it is also the living and Buddhist guide. β
After the bamboo Taoist priest finished speaking, he whispered another sentence in Sowonda's ear, and Suo Wenda showed an incredible expression after listening.
The bamboo Taoist priest stretched out his left hand and drew a big "qi" character on his chest: "Living Buddha, can you recognize this word?" β
Sounda was shocked by this word, and on the mushroom rock, only he could feel the grandeur of the word "qi". What Yu Xuan Zhenren and Elder Huo saw was a watery and shining word for "qi"; This word condenses the surrounding water vapor in one place with inexplicable energy; Such supernatural powers are beyond the scope of their comprehension.
"Daozong, what do you mean by this word?" Soonda stared at the word "qi" with admiration on his face.
"What's the explanation? I've been able to get this far, thanks to this word. But I can only write, and I don't know how to explain it. If the Living Buddha wants to know what this word means, he can go to someone. β
"Who?"
"Zhu Tong."
"That little liar?" Soonda thought that the bamboo Taoist priest was perfunctory; Although Zhu Tong is now famous, no matter how you look at it, he is not a good person or a master.
The bamboo Taoist priest nodded and stopped arguing, straightened out the robe and bamboo crown, and sorted out the green silk shoes; looked back and said slowly: "Yilan, you are still so beautiful." With his left hand, he struck the word "qi" condensed in front of him on Suo Wenda's shoulder, and took a step with the power of a countershock, and the green shadow rose into the air, and the half-foot-and-a-half bamboo knife was actually at his feet.
Water vapor gushed out of the flat sky above the mushroom rock, and a bunch of brilliant fireworks bloomed under the starry sky, dazzling several people on the rock.
The monk's clothes were all wet, and when he looked up again, the bamboo Taoist priest was already in the void.
A red thread flew out and wrapped around the bamboo Taoist.
In the starlight, Liu Yilan also went.
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