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Why is merit so important for ascension? It must be known that if you go back a few hundred years or thousands of years, there is absolutely no such thing as ascending in the cultivation realm that requires external strength. Heavenly Court said that you can do it, you can do it, chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs all soar, or how to say "one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven". Push back tens of thousands of years, and during the flood and famine, you didn't even need the permission of others to ascend.

Although we have been saying before that Lu Yuan is now similar to Tang Seng - but that's just about the same. The reincarnation of Tang monk Arhat was in the Great Perfection, and eating him increased countless Taoist deeds, which is not a merit. Lu Yuan's merits were admired by the most people hundreds of years ago, and they couldn't be more.

In fact, the real reason still starts from the decline of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi. Hongjun set up the heavenly court and drew two boundaries, from now on the mortal world is the mortal world, and the heavenly court returns to the heavenly court, which is clearly said. In the past, Heavenly Court didn't care, what is the matter with me as an immortal taking advantage of you mortals? I can't afford to lose that man! Therefore, whenever someone ascends, they can always see all kinds of visions such as ten thousand rays of light, purple gas, and scattered flowers of the heavenly maiden.

That is essentially because mortals are ascending to take away the spiritual power of this world, and the vision is that the heavenly court is making up for the loss of the mortal world. The spiritual power that descended. But when the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi began to decline, the Heavenly Court's own Yuan Qi was not enough, and it was already planning to prohibit mortals from ascending. That's enough to compensate the mortal world! So, merit is actually a tool for paying debts...... How much merit there is, how much less will be compensated for the aura.

And people who have merit mean that they have done good deeds for this piece of heaven and earth - this person has done so many good deeds, it's okay to take a free flight, right? Heaven and earth can only grit their teeth and admit it, no problem! As a result~ the vitality of heaven and earth is becoming more and more scarce, and the merit soaring and the soul ascending (less than the physical ascending consumes spiritual energy) have gradually become the mainstream.

Lu Yuan's merit. A few hundred years ago, she was a virgin, and now she is a genius.

*****

"Kill!" Hoarseness.

Lu Yuan walked through the alley like a bird, and the scimitar in his right hand seemed to fall at will. But he stabbed a man on the ground who had just emerged! Immediately, Lu Yuan let out a soft shout, and the scimitar split the King Kong barrier in front of him, and stabbed the scimitar into the stomach of the monk hiding behind the barrier! Seeing that the Five Poisons Monk actually died with one move, the people who followed him were shocked. Scatter and flee everywhere.

He said, "All to death!" "The sword in his left hand slashed dozens of arcs in a row. Kill dozens of henchmen one by one.

When I turned my head, it was another blood-stained street!

This is already the second day of the hunt. Ever since Lu Yuan almost hacked to death Shi Nanxi, the three murderers of Huashan, with a sword "Traces of Heaven", those strongest old devils did not step forward, but continued to drive those demons who surrounded them to come to death. And now in the entire immortal cultivation world, there are rumors. It's not just a matter of merit and golden body, but now it is rumored that as long as you bite him into a bite of meat, you can live forever and soar. I don't know how many people have been deceived into coming to besiege him!

Whether it is a rumor or not, those people may not understand. But wealth is in danger. Obviously, there are a few old devils staring, and it will definitely not be their turn to eat meat - then it seems that being able to drink a mouthful of soup during the siege seems to be the best choice! Therefore, there are more and more people who come to besiege and kill Lu Yuan! Even those who are on the right path are beginning to appear. These are the consciousness that they would rather be seriously injured than have a piece of flesh from Lu Yuan's body!

Lu Yuan stood at the end of the long street with his left sword and right sword, and the sound of doors on both sides poured out countless masked people! Some of them held swords and swords, and some sacrificed magic weapons, and surrounded Lu Yuan again from afar. Lu Yuan sighed speechlessly, another group of stupid forks! No, even the four old monsters who peeped on the clouds are stupid forks, and sooner or later they are making wedding clothes for others! Because from the beginning of Xiling, Lu Yuan's spiritual power detected the peeping gaze of someone, who never appeared, but never left.

If you follow that gaze and investigate in reverse, you will find that the gaze comes from every mountain, from every piece of water, and the spirit is naturally combined with heaven and earth, and the cultivation is really earth-shattering! Lu Yuan suspected that this monster that was hidden deeper was probably a specialty left over from the Changmei era. Because Lu Yuan estimated his strength, and Li Jingxu, the boy of Bliss, was also the best between-but now since his long eyebrows soared, Li Jingxu was already the first person in Taoism!

Just when the big war was about to break out, "Tick bell bell!" Suddenly, a strange string of bells sounded on the long silent street. Crisp and pleasant, endless.

Lu Yuan made a gesture of "pause", and decisively hit his ear with his knuckles to connect the inner ear receiver. "Hello?" It turned out to be a phone call...... A sweet female voice came from the microphone, "Mr. Lu (pronounced seng), your 'Qi Refining Period XP Official Version' has been sent, please pay attention to check." ”

"Hahaha~" Lu Yuan couldn't help but look up to the sky and smile! Ten years, ten years, Nima ten years! Ten years of planting trees, ten years of collecting, today it finally blossoms and bears fruit. What a relief! He proudly hit the sword, burst out into a ball of sparks, and reflected the light and darkness of the long street! "Bastards are coming!" Immediately, Lu Yuan roared and smashed into the enemy group!

"I am upside down and upside down, like a wave!" The sword light stretched out more than a dozen sheets, and four or five people were cut in half with one knife! "There are 10,000 kinds of grievances, I will laugh!" The long sword pierced the throat of so-and-so, "I kicked me down with one kick......" He sang non-stop, killing faster! As the sword flew, the blood of the canopy splashed out, and it was painted into all kinds of flower imprints.

"Drunken fist? How is it the style of the Republic of China? Shouldn't you be in costume now? Inside the microphone, the sweet voice questioned quietly.

Lu Yuan is as good as a stream, and the tone immediately changed, "It's vaguely like a dream ~ I have seen ~ the waves in my heart ~ put aside the ...... of the world" (The Legend of the Condor Heroes 83 version of the theme song)

"Sorry, my bad! What I said was not accurate enough. The sweet voice continued to say reluctantly, "In 1657, it seems that it should be a pigtail play?" ”

knew that Lu Yuan hated braiding the most...... Lu Yuan couldn't help but pause with the sword in his hand, and a guy who was almost cut in half escaped from under his sword! Unfortunately, before he could escape from the long street, a red light flew down from the sky, turning him into a pool of pus and blood. Lu Yuan seemed to hide his face sadly and lowered his head, pinched his throat and posed in the shape of an orchid finger, and his gentle and gentle eyes were so picky, which made the people on the entire long street shiver together.

"You are the wind~ I am the sand~ lingering~ Around the end of the world~ You are the wind......"

"I'm serving!" The sweet voice hung up directly.

"Crazy!" The people around him dropped their swords and scattered.

*****

Hanshan Temple.

Monks are also literate.

Since the great poet Zhang Ji's poem "The Moon Falls and the Sky is Full of Frost" has been spread all over the world, there have been countless temples named "Cold Mountain" in the world. However, the one we are talking about is not the Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, but the Qingba Hanshan Temple on the Tibetan side.

In Tibetan Buddhism, there are Red Sects, White Sects, Flower Sects, Yellow Sects and so on. But this Hanshan monastery built on the lonely stone mountain in Qingba on the Tibetan border is a real Zen monastery from the Central Plains. However, when Buddhism was flourishing, the Central Plains Zen Buddhism wanted to go west to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and the Buddhist temple was built with Master Daoyuan as the pioneer. Master Daoyuan is a native of Gusu, and named the temple Hanshan Temple, perhaps with the nostalgia of his hometown.

It's a pity that although Qingba Hanshan Temple was very prosperous back then, with the sitting of Master Daoyuan, Buddhism in the Central Plains declined, and this temple had to be completely deserted under the suppression of Tibetan Buddhism. Hundreds of years later, no one even remembers the name of this ghost temple. It is only because there is a rare large iron bell hanging in the temple that it is called "Iron Bell Temple" by the Tibetans nearby. Because the mountain is high, and the big iron bell is afraid that it will not sink tens of thousands of catties, and even dozens of big men can't pick it off.

So after trying many times, no one had the idea of beating this iron bell again.

As the years go by, the wind and rain blow and the iron clock is gradually covered with rust, covering the original surface of the pattern......

There are a pair of calloused hands, gently swaying on the surface of the iron bell, and finally turning into a sigh! The ghost temple, which has not been visited for a hundred years, actually came to a monk today. He was wearing a blue monk's robe, forty or fifty years old, but his face was wrinkled and furrowed, his hands and feet were thick and covered with hard calluses, like an old farmer who had worked hard for half his life.

He held the iron bell with both hands and stroked it, but he didn't see any force, but the thick rust cracked and fell under his palm, gradually revealing the true color of the iron bell. The monk held the bell body with both hands, and circled up the steps around the large iron bell several people high, and as several inches of rust fell on the ground, the iron bell also revealed its original face layer by layer! I saw that it was engraved with flowers, birds, insects, fish, sun, moon and stars, farming and rest...... It is very different from the Buddhist allusions inscribed on the iron bells used in ordinary temples.

Not only that, it is obviously "scraped" down by hundreds of catties of rust, and the surface of the iron clock after peeling off is new and shiny, and there is no trace of corrosion at all! I don't know where these hundreds of pounds of rust came from.

Looking at it now, this big iron bell left by Master Daoyuan is clearly a strange treasure that no one knows about!

"At that time, the World-Honored One is here, and he has attained the most enlightened consciousness in all dharmas, and all the three worlds are equal, and his body is full of all worlds, and his sound is universal to the ten lands......" the monk muttered. At the end of the sentence, he stretched out his fingers in his sleeve and tapped lightly on the bell.

"Bell~!!" The melodious sound of the bell flew out of the monastery, flew down the top of the mountain, and flew to the four fields of Qingba.

"Is the Iron Bell Temple ringing the bell?" A herdsman asked suspiciously, there seems to be only a big iron bell in a radius of 100 miles, although it has rusted to death. "But isn't that a ghost temple?" "Yes! It's haunted, and it's a terrible place to live! "There are a lot of discussions, and some people have a lot of words.

Or there are brave Tibetans who climb up to the roof and look in the direction of Hanshan Temple.

I saw that in the night, the dark shadow of the temple on the barren mountain was longing, and the light was as bright as a bean.

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PS: Keep asking for a monthly pass! (To be continued.) )