The lonely sword shines on the grave, and the Buddha's light is rising.

Around the old cemetery, a cold ghostly aura spreads.

The icy breath was like a demon from the cold hell sighing, invading people's bodies, making people feel a shiver.

Beyond the light of the sword and the light of the Buddha, a deep and boundless darkness engulfed everything.

The rising light of the Buddha sprinkled down, illuminating the lonely graves in the old cemetery.

"Amitabha. ”

Coming out of the darkness, Huijue recited a Buddha name.

His peaceful eyes fell on Yan Danyun's body.

"Donor!"

Hui Jue hurriedly shouted at Yan Danyun.

And then the latter just showed a bitter smile,

"Division...... Fu, I'm poisoned. ”

"It's the poison of the poisonous toad, the poisonous gas has attacked the heart and lungs, I am afraid that the medicine stone will be cured, and the spell will be ineffective......"

Hearing Yan Danyun's words, Hui Jue was slightly startled in his heart and hurriedly stepped forward.

Hui Jue's gaze carefully observed Yan Danyun's complexion, and then landed on the blood hole in his abdomen.

Yan Danyun's face was pale and purple, obviously just like he said, the toxin had already attacked his heart and lungs, revealing his appearance.

And on the blood hole in his abdomen, although the bleeding had been stopped by some means, he could still see through the broken clothes, and the large area of skin and flesh near the blood hole had been charred black.

Not only that, but with the blood cave as the center, there were even black blood tendons like spider webs spreading out in all directions.

These bloody tendons are clearly the route for the spread of the toxin.

And that's just scratching the surface.

As for the internal organs, I am afraid that they have been completely corroded by severe poison.

Under such circumstances, it is a miracle that the scholar in front of him is still alive.

"The poison is terminal, the medicine stone is incurable! It's hard to go back to heaven!"

Hui Jue's face was slightly gloomy, and such a thought also flashed in his mind.

In the pre-Qin state, there was a saying that he was terminally ill.

Jing Gong of Jin was seriously ill, and in order to survive, he invited a famous doctor from Qin to relieve himself.

Before the famous doctor arrived, Jin Jinggong was sleepy and dreamed, dreaming that his illness had turned into two villains.

The villain whispered in his ear.

One of the villains said that the doctor was a world-famous miracle doctor, and if he came here, wouldn't we have no way to escape.

But another villain said that there was nothing to be afraid of. Although the slow medical skills are excellent, as long as we hide above the ointment, under the belly, he will be helpless against us.

Sure enough, after the doctor delayed Jin Jinggong's diagnosis, he sighed and said,

"The king's illness is already terminally ill, and the medicine stone has been cured. ”

After listening to the doctor's slow words, Jin Jinggong sighed and nodded.

Not long after, Jin Jinggong really fell seriously ill and died.

Anointment refers to heart fat.

Refers to the heart membranes.

The so-called terminally ill means that the lesion has invaded the vital points of the heart, and the vitality has been cut off, and there is no power to return to the sky.

Seeing that Hui Jue's face fell into solemnity, Yan Danyun's weak expression smiled bitterly again,

"Master, don't worry about Yan. ”

"In the world, who doesn't die? Although there is great horror in life and death, Yan can still see it. ”

Saying this, the corners of Yan Danyun's mouth appeared with a touch of self-deprecation,

"Besides, my parents died early, and I have no brothers and sisters, after I die, I don't need to bother others, just trouble the master to recite a mantra for me to send me a blissful ......."

Saying this, Yan Danyun's dual mode was hazy, and his breath was even weaker.

He struggled slightly, and looked at the sword that was stuck upside down on the ground beside him with a bitter expression.

"My father died in distress before he died, and my mother went with my father for three years. ”

"Playing the little shadow and hanging each other, only this sword is a brother......"

At this point, he said in a weak voice,

"Master, after Yan's death, he will ...... Bury this sword with me......! This sword was left by my father......"

"Nan no Amitabha!!"

Yan Danyun looked like this, and Huijue's heart was full of sighs and compassion.

His face was all miserable.

Without waiting for Yan Danyun to finish speaking, Huijue shook his head vigorously, and just said in unwavering words,

"Donor!"

"The ants are still stealing their lives, and their lives are still there, how can they talk about the future?!"

Saying this, Hui Jue sat down cross-legged.

He pinched a wishing seal with his left hand, and pinched a medicine Buddha mudra with his right hand.

"Although this poison has been terminally cured, it is not powerless!"

"Although the little monk's cultivation is low, I dare not say that I will definitely be able to save your life, but I can only try my best!"

Speaking of this, Hui Jue's face showed a resolute and compassionate expression, and then he read aloud,

"Om, Hugh Hugh, Moko Hugh, Hugh Hugh, Sapo Ke ......"

Accompanied by the sound of chanting, from Huijue's body, there was a flat and soft Buddha light.

This Buddha light has no divine breath, no majestic breath, and only subtle vitality.

Sanskrit chanting, Buddha light shines.

The light of the Buddha fell on Yan Danyun's body, and it was unbelievable that Yan Danyun's originally white face, which was stiff and purple, actually returned to a wisp of ruddy.

Not only that, but the light of the Buddha shines on the surrounding graveyards.

Everywhere the Buddha went, on the graves of the old cemetery, the original withered yellow weeds were all faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were rejuvenated.

Patches of green leaves were drawn out, and the withered weeds straightened their backs again, and in the blink of an eye, they were already dense and flourishing.

In addition, on the grave bags, green shoots sprouted, and a large number of colorful flowers began to bloom.

This is the Medicine Master Liuliguang Rulai Wish Merit Sutra!

It has all kinds of wonderful uses, such as dispelling diseases and curing diseases, returning to life and saving death, and receiving peace and happiness.

It is rumored that before the Medicine Buddha Liuli became a Buddha, he made twelve vows, of which the seventh vow was to make an oath to eliminate the sickness and decay of all people in the world.

It can be said that this sutra is specially used to eliminate diseases and relieve suffering.

With Huijue's continuous recitation of the scriptures, the Buddha's light emitted by Huijue's body became more and more intense, faintly, among all the Sanskrit sounds, there was even a phantom of the Medicine Master Glass Buddha rising from behind Huijue.

The Medicine Master Glass Buddha sat upright, holding the Wish Seal and the Medicine King Buddha Seal with both hands, and the posture was exactly the same as Huijue.

Even the phantom of the Medicine Master Glass Buddha was hidden in the Buddha's light, as if it overlapped with Huijue.

The Buddha's light full of vitality continued to spill on, shining on Yan Danyun's body, and a steady stream of vitality poured into his body like a spring.

Under the astonishing infusion of vitality, Yan Danyun's hazy consciousness gradually sobered up, not only that, but the stiff purple toxin on his face seemed to begin to subside.

"Master......!"

At this moment, sitting on the ground with his back against the cold tombstone, Yan Danyun was stunned.

Looking at Huijue's solemn and compassionate and hard-working expression, he couldn't speak at all, but his heart was full of gratitude!