"Take a sip and warm up. ”

The car is moving.

In the cold wind, Dorjee opened a box of two pots, unscrewed a bottle and handed it to Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang took the booze, cooed, and drank all the wine into his stomach in less than three seconds.

Dorjee was about to praise him, when suddenly Zhou Yang 'hummed' and shook his shoulders, his abdomen was like thunder, and his whole body shook.

Between breaths, the bronzed face turned crimson, and the whole body seemed to be ignited by alcohol, and the 108,000 pores overflowed with a faint aroma of alcohol.

This is the 'Bacchus skill' comprehended on the road, in fact, it is to drink wine into the stomach, with the help of the thunder sound of the tiger and leopard, in the abdomen 'empty thunder', this 'thunder sound' can drive the stomach and intestines to vibrate, can quickly send alcohol into the blood and the whole body.

In this way, it can achieve the effect of 'strengthening blood and strengthening', and can resist the cold.

A few days ago, a cold snap swept across the entire southwest of China, and the temperature in the Zhouyang area dropped to minus 30 degrees, and he was still like this.

Seeing his dewy appearance behind the wine, Dorjee's heart was shocked, like seeing a living temple statue.

"Brother Zhou Yang, you are really like a living King Kong walking in the world, you should believe in Buddhism, and you will definitely be able to reach the Bodhisattva status in the future. ”

Zhou Yang smiled and asked, "I believe in Buddhism, who does Buddhism believe in?" ”

"Who does the Buddha believe?" Dorjee was asked, and unscrewed a bottle of two pots.

Zhou Yang drank it in one go, shook his body and stood up, looked at the town in front of him and said: "Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement;

"This is the elephant of Qiankun, the gods and Buddhas are all following, why should I take a detour to believe in the Buddha and ask for God?"

"Ask for it, and ask for it myself. ”

"Who is the immortal? I am the immortal!"

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Boom –

The sentence 'I am a fairy' entered his ears, and Dorjee's soul trembled.

Zhou Yang was heroic in the cold wind, the tremor stood upright, and the blood of the whole body was stimulated.

"Well said Brother Zhou Yang, I respect you. We both became our own immortal Buddhas. ”

As he spoke, Dorjee opened the second pot and poured a big mouthful.

Zhou Yang flickered his hand and snatched his wine bottle: "If you want to be your own immortal, don't get addicted to alcohol, you haven't practiced yet, drinking like this will hurt your body." If you get drunk and then get drunk and beat people, you are not a god or Buddha, you are a madman. ”

Dorjee felt that Zen was everywhere, and chatted with Zhou Yang about a story when he used to work in the 'Gesang Temple' in Eastern Tibet.

During his part-time job, he bought alcohol to drink every day, and once he was seen by the master in the monastery and told him to drink less and avoid madness.

Dorjee asked the guru, "Jigong Living Buddha also drinks alcohol, why can't I drink it?" I drink because it's cold and I want to warm up. ”

The lama replied, "If you have cultivated to the Arhat Fruit level, you can also learn from him." You haven't arrived, learning from him is learning the way of demons. It's better to use the rest of the drinking money to do some good deeds and buy something for the family, which is warmer than fine wine. ”

"Later, when I said to quit drinking, my guru was very happy and taught me a kind of 'belly warming' technique. ”

Dorjee took off his outer padded jacket, opened his warm clothes and exposed his belly to show Zhou Yang.

I saw him rubbing his belly with both hands, as if kneading dough, and after a while, his whole belly swelled and reddened.

Zhou Yang looked at it, and the blood qi on his body gathered into his abdomen, forming a mass of 'fetal qi'.

This 'fetal qi' is composed of qi, blood, and yang qi to form a void fetus, such as a 'fireball' baking the internal organs.

"It turned out to be the method of refining the flesh in the tantric 'Vajra Realm'. ”

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After leaving the town in November last year, he walked all the way along the Ancient Tea Horse Road to Tibet.

From west to east, I traveled almost all over Tibet, went to more than 30 tantric temples, ate their fasting meals, and saw some monks practicing the 'Tantric Vajra Realm Method', as well as the 'Two Realms Mandala Altar' in the temple.

I also talked to the temple master that the two realms they practiced were actually 'refining fetal qi'.

The physical body vajra realm refines the 'qi and blood essence fetal qi', and the soul fetal Tibetan realm practices the 'mind Buddha mind fetal qi'.

Tantra believes that the 'Buddha nature' is hidden in the bodies of all beings, and that all the dharmas and all the merits are like the child hidden in the mother's womb, and refining the fetal qi is refining the true self and refining the Buddha nature.

It is a truth to pursue the immortal Dao body with the Daomen.

Zhou Yang nodded and said: "What he taught you is a kind of 'Qi Fetal Skill', which can not only warm up your body if practiced well, but also prevent illness and prolong your life." ”

Dorjee was very happy, "What is an 'air tire'?"

Zhou Yang thought for a moment and told him the principle in the most simple and easy-to-understand way: "Have you ever seen a woman who is pregnant? After a woman is pregnant, the qi and blood of the whole body are concentrated in the fetal abdomen, forming righteous qi to protect the fetus. ”

"The same thing he taught you is the same thing. When you first started practicing, did you have blood in your stool all the time?"

Dorjee was a little surprised, "Yes, I was frightened, I thought I was seriously ill." When I asked the guru, he said that I was detoxifying my blood and told me to practice every day, and then I would be fine if I practiced it. ”

"That's right. Seeing the car driving into the town, Zhou Yang said with a smile: "The air tire is also to be born, if you don't give birth and accumulate in the belly for a long time, one day you will have diarrhea all the time, and the Buddha can't save you." ”

Dorjee was frightened, and hurriedly asked, "Do I still practice?"

Zhou Yang didn't rush to answer, and observed: "You first use the 'method of collecting gong' that he taught you, and I'll take a look." ”

"Hmm. Dorjee closed his mouth and rubbed his hands in his belly, the technique was different from just now, and after a while, the swollen belly gradually subsided, and the intestines turned out to vibrate with gurgling.

Zhou Yang nodded: "Continue to practice, follow this method, and you can live to be a hundred years old." ”

Dorjee put on a padded jacket and said with a smile: "If I really live to be a hundred years old, I will go and rebuild Gesang Temple and repay the master." ”

As he spoke, the truck walked through the streets and alleys to the farmhouse of Uncle Sanxi's house.

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The hotel is a two-storey building in the shape of a 'same', with a kitchen, private rooms, and a gift shop on the first floor, and a suite on the second floor, with a total of 20 standard rooms.

The exterior wall is made of stones, which is natural and simple, and the building as a whole has a national atmosphere.

In front of the door, there is a brand new billboard with a group photo of the Sansi family and a special dining introduction.

Entering through the gate, there is a 100-square-meter courtyard. It can be used as an open-air dining venue when busy, and used for drying, bed sheets, and cured bacon in idle time.

There are a lot of guests here today, and Dorjee's eldest brother, sister-in-law, grandfather, and grandmother are busy roasting sheep and picking vegetables in the yard.

In the corridor on the second floor, Zhuoma and her cousin took a few tourists to see the house. Mom was cleaning the room.

"Grandparents, who do you see coming?"

As soon as Dorjee said hello, the family members all turned their heads, and even some tourists looked back.

Seeing Zhou Yang appear, everyone couldn't hide their joy, except for Zhuoma and his cousin, everyone else put down their work and stepped forward to blow the cold and warmth.

This kind of enthusiasm is not pretended, it is to treat Zhou Yang as a relative and a brother.

Zhou Yang also smiled sincerely as if he had returned home, and took out a few small gifts bought in Tibet from his bag and gave them to the two old men, although they were not valuable, they were heartwarming.

On the second floor, when the guests were free, my cousin Bai Ma asked in a low voice, "Sister, who is he?" ”

Dolma was full of joy and looked back: "You forgot, you also saw our group photo a few days ago. ”

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