Chapter Ninety-One: Withered Glory
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"The day I establish the Dao will be the time when the Divine Aperture of my Dao Fetus will be opened!" Zhang Daoyi closed his eyes and sensed the 1.296 billion rudiments of the divine aperture that were as bright as the stars on the Dao fetus, and murmured in his heart.
"That day is not far off!"
This transformation took Zhang Daoyi a day and a night, and Zhang Daoyi didn't have any acquaintances in the Jingnian Meditation Monastery, but no one came to look for him, and it was normal for a supreme grandmaster like him to comprehend things and not go out for a few days.
When you open the door, the sun shines into the room, and the morning sun is very soft, giving people a sense of warmth.
Walking out of the room, Zhang Dao started to wander around the Jingnian Zen Temple, which in recent days no longer receives pilgrims, but is wholeheartedly doing the work of reconstruction.
A few days ago, several supreme great masters fought here and destroyed a large number of buildings in the Meditation Monastery.
Fortunately, the three supreme masters who came from the wilderness were only bent on winning the Heshi Bi, and did not make a move against the disciples and grandchildren of the Jingnian Zen Monastery, but no one died, but some of them were slightly injured.
At this time, people come and go, thousands of migrant workers are in full swing, with the joint efforts of thousands of people, the destroyed buildings in the meditation temple have been repaired ninety, according to this speed or a day or two, the meditation temple can be completely restored to its original state.
Seeing the scene of thousands of people working together, Zhang Daoyi sighed slightly in his heart: "The wealth of Buddhism is really unimaginable, I am afraid that the wealth in the treasury is difficult to have one-tenth of the wealth of Buddhism in the world!" ”
Compared to the bustling front yard, the backyard of Jingnian Zen Temple is very secluded, and although it is the place where the battle took place, it is also a priority place to rebuild, and it has been rebuilt a day before.
In front of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the Yuantong monk sits on the top of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, and Xuan Xin, Xuan Ming, Xuan Hui, Xuan De four people sit in the four directions, and now the position of the Heshi Bi has been exposed, if it is not guarded against, it is inevitable that there will be people who have a heart to come to seize the treasure.
On that day, if it weren't for the people of the Three Wild Sects who came too suddenly, and the Yuantong monk also believed in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Great Array too much, and did not open the Ten Thousand Buddhas Great Array at the first time, the three supreme great masters would not have had the opportunity to break through the Ten Thousand Buddhas Great Array and enter the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda.
On the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, the Yuantong monk who was practicing with his eyes closed suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "Xuanxin, is your injury better?" ”
"It's getting better, and it should be completely healed in a few days!" Xuan Xin opened his eyes and responded.
Although he was shattered all over his body that day, and even the Dao fetus was severely injured, in the past few days, under the recuperation of countless treasure medicines, he has recovered most of the time, except for his face is still slightly pale, the others are no different from normal times.
"It's okay!"
After the monk Yuantong finished speaking, he didn't speak, as if he had become a statue and a piece of rotten wood, and even the qi and blood in his body had come to a standstill, not like a living person.
And the next moment, his heart suddenly began to beat violently, like a war drum thundering, the blood in his body was running extremely fast, and the sound of waves came out of his body wave after wave, and the edge of his qi and blood went straight to the sky, with a kind of momentum that connected heaven and earth.
And his appearance began to become younger, wrinkles began to be smoothed, white eyebrows became black, yellow skin became moist, and thin flesh became rounded, but in a few moments, he became the same as when he was young.
But it didn't last long before his heart stopped beating abruptly, and his skin began to turn yellow again, his eyes became dull and wrinkled, and his hair turned from black to white, and in a few moments he was again looking like an old man, like rotten wood.
Between old age and youth, the body of the Yuantong monk is constantly changing, so nine times, and finally freezes at the time of middle age.
"Monk Yuantong, I can't imagine that you will have a deeper understanding of the way of withering glory in that day, I am afraid that it will not be long before there will be one more saint in your Buddhism!" Zhang Daoyi's hearty voice came from afar, and when the Yuantong monk opened his eyes with the four King Kongs, Zhang Daoyi had already appeared in front of them.
When the monk Yuantong heard this, he smiled indifferently and said, "The layman praised it!" ”
"The Holy Dao is difficult to prove, and the old man is now 108,000 miles away from the Holy Realm, and he can't afford to be praised by a layman."
"Today's changes are just a little understanding of the old man today!"
The voice of the monk Yuantong is no longer hoarse, but low and majestic, and there is a very special charm in his words.
"When you were a young man, your blood was as strong as the sun in the sky, this is proud, you borrow the masculinity and blood of the glory to cultivate the six golden bodies, and the road is like a bamboo."
"But just can't prosper for a long time, it will decline for days, and the way of withering glory is even more so, and then your qi and blood decay like the afterglow of the sunset, this is dry, you use the withering to accumulate qi and blood to accumulate vitality, only to explode at the critical time."
"And today I see your abnormality, it is obvious that you have understood the way of withering and honoring, and understand the principle of withering and honoring each other, not withering and not honoring, so that the qi and blood are not corrupted or damaged, you said that what I said is right!" Zhang Daoyi looked at the Yuantong monk and said with a smile, with his current realm, he could see the key to the change of the Yuantong monk at a glance.
"Amitabha!"
"Layman's discernment, Lao Wei today has realized the truth of the impermanence of withering and glory, and the unity of withering and glory, so that he can make his cultivation go further!"
After speaking, the Yuantong monk changed his words and continued: "But your harvest should be greater than that of Lao Gu, I'm afraid it won't be long before another saint will be added to the Daomen!" ”
For the Daomen to add another saint, the Yuantong monk did not have much worry and was not very happy, the conflict between the Daomen and the Buddhism in this world is not big, and there are some contacts, and the Daomen has one more saint for the Buddhism is not a big threat.
But someone else's family has a saint born, and it has little to do with him, although he and Zhang Daoyi are already acquainted, but Zhang Daoyi is still a little resentful of Zhang Daoyi taking advantage of the fire to rob him and knock him twice.
"It's just a slight gain, I'm still far from the Holy Realm!" Zhang Daoyi waved his hand and said, when it is time to be modest, he is still very modest.
When the monk Yuantong heard this, he did not answer, but reminded: "The layman promised to help me in the crusade against Yang Guang of Buddhism, and I hope that the layman will not forget, or it won't be long before someone will come to the layman to discuss this matter!" ”