An apricot yellow sword spike on the sword body fluttered in the wind, as if it had spirituality, and it seemed to be very chic. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wuming said: "Princess, where did you get this sword from?"

The third princess said: "The last time Xiao Li Gongzi fought the flying eagle in Lingyin Temple, I was worried that my cultivation was not enough, help Xiao Li Gongzi, before leaving to borrow this sword from my uncle, he is the realm of the sword fairy, is already a flying real person, speaking of the master and Xiao Li Gongzi is still an old acquaintance, he cultivates high, waving his hand to borrow the sword, this time with Xiao Li Gongzi to Nanshan and North Lake, just in case, the sword of the sword fairy of the uncle was also brought over, only to see the corner of the evil Jiao. ”

The sword of the Sword Immortal has reached the real person of the Flying Immortal, which is only slightly inferior to the Golden Immortal, but if it is in combat power, it is not lost to the Golden Immortal.

Wu Ming said: "The princess and the little uncle are old acquaintances?

Li Xiuyuan smiled: "He is the most chic one in the world, but he is drunk and likes to flirt with beautiful women, and he is the same as the princess's aunt." “

At this moment, the great good man Mu had regained his senses, and there was a trace of exhaustion in his eyes, and he said: "It's useless when you're old, and it's really rude to fall asleep while sitting and sitting." “

Wu Ming said: "What about the spirit of the great good man!"

Mu Dashan remembered what he had said before, and said, "How much silver does the little monk want to make?"

Wu Ming said: "I didn't come from fate, I just heard about the name of the great good man, and I came to visit." “

Mu Dashan said: "Young man, are those two your wives? The young man and the old man rely on the old and sell the old, and say a few words about you, you should focus on your studies, and it is not good to start being obsessed with beauty at such a young age." “

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled: "No, old man, me and this little monk are both from Lin'an Lingyin Temple, but I am a lay disciple." “

Mu Dashan said: "I see, they are all disciples of Buddhism, and they always have good thoughts towards the Buddha, which is very good." ”

Li Xiuyuan said: "Lingyin Temple has a "Duobao Merit Sutra" for the elderly, which can calm down and prolong life. “

Mu Dashan said with a smile: "This is very good. ”

Li Xiuyuan and Wuming sat cross-legged in front of Mu Dashan and softly recited the "Duobao Merit Sutra".

The scriptures are Sanskrit, and the three princesses and the Tianluo girl can't understand it, but the chanting sound of Li Xiuyuan and the two has a peculiar rhythm, which sounds like they are in an ancient temple in the deep mountains, with bursts of incense.

Mu Dashan closed his eyes and listened, and soon entered the dream, he was ninety-two after all, he was old, and he could not withstand the dust of the years.

The four of them quietly opened the house of the great good man.

Wu Ming said: "Uncle Xiao, is there a special intention to recite the "Duobao Merit Sutra"?"

Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "Chanting the scriptures is what the purpose of chanting the scriptures can be. ”

Wu Ming Dao: I thought that Uncle Xiao had already taken the merits of Mu Dashan. “

Li Xiuyuan said: "Taking the law like this is theft. ”

After a few people left, Mu Dashan suddenly had a dream, and saw a Bodhisattva wearing Buddha light, stepping on a rainbow, and his body was like glass, and said: "A good person does good, and a thought will have a merit, and the merit accumulated by a good person is enough to exchange for the reincarnation of the next life.

Mu Dashan said: "Is the Bodhisattva here to return to the West?"

The so-called old man has become a spirit, and he has vaguely guessed why there is a bodhisattva in his dream.

The Bodhisattva has holy light around his body, and there is a moon wheel behind his head, and he said: "The deity is here to ensure your safe reincarnation, and the merits of your life, I don't know how many things covet, if you are still nostalgic for the life of the color world, with your merits are enough to live to the end of your 100-year-old life, you can be satisfied." “

Mu Dashan pondered for a long time and said: "I was poor when I was a young man in my life, I never married, and I had no children and grandchildren, but I didn't feel any regrets. I heard that in this world, there are people who can swallow Xia and become immortals, but I don't know if it's true?"

The merit above his head suddenly rose much higher.

The Bodhisattva had been quietly listening to Mu Dashanren's words before he smiled and said, "The Great Shanren originally wanted to attain immortality. “

Mu Dashan said: "I don't know how long I live to be immortal, I have no desires in this life, I just envy the spirit of the immortals flying in the air." “

The Bodhisattva pinched the method of purifying sentient beings, stretched out his eyebrows and said with a smile: "In this case, I will save you in the next life and personally ensure that you enter the gate of heaven." “

The bodhisattva's fingertips shine brightly.

Mu Dashanren's ears suddenly heard bursts of Sanskrit fairy music, and for a while his body and mind were as quiet as a lotus.

On that day, Beihu was famous far and wide, and Mu Dashan, who had done good deeds all his life, died at the age of ninety-two.

Within a radius of 100 miles, there are thousands of people who come to worship, vying to carry the spirit of Mu Dashan to see him off, regardless of the old and young, women and children, all feel that Mu Dashan's coffin is as empty as a feather, when he was buried, everyone found that there was only a pile of clothes worn by Mu Dashan in the coffin.

Everyone was amazed and said: "The great good man has done good deeds all his life, and he has been called by heaven to be an immortal.

Also on this day, there is a large family in Lin'an The eldest son and daughter-in-law of a large family, pregnant for ten months, gave birth to a son, the room is full of red light dazzling, the fragrance is fragrant, all are auspicious.

By the North Lake, Li Xiuyuan and the four of them had not yet left Mu Dashan's house.

Li Xiuyuan suddenly stopped, and he was stunned.

Wu Minglian shouted, "Little uncle." ”

Fang was distracted, and said after a moment of silence: "Mu Dashan is gone." ”

The snail girl was stunned for a moment and exclaimed.

The third princess said: "It must be the evil Jiao's trouble, Mu Dashan himself is old, where can he make such a fuss." ”

Wu Ming recited a scripture and said, "Little uncle." Did you just recite the "Duobao Merit Sutra" to Mu Dashan, did you already know that Mu Dashanren had such a catastrophe?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "Where do you know, otherwise it won't be the "Duobao Merit Sutra" that you are reciting." ”

Wu Ming said: "I knew that this would be the case, and Mu Dashan would recite a scripture of the past life." ”

When someone dies in the family, the monks of the temple are often "Great Compassion" or "Mantra of Death".

But I didn't know that when Li Xiuyuan was out of his mind, the Bodhisattva Dharma of the Venerable Dragon Descending was already in the dream of Mu Dashan, and the letter of sending Mu Dashan to practice into the gate of heaven in the next life turned away from Mu Dashan's merits.

Turning into a fate was originally the root of his cultivation as a dragon descending arhat and the source of his supernatural powers.

Only by turning into a relationship can a relationship, and only by becoming a relationship can a relationship be borrowed, this is the Bodhisattva's divine power to borrow the fate.

Li Xiuyuan himself didn't know anything about it, whether he was cut off by the Golden Immortal, and was infected by the Ninth Generations of Wicked People, and he had not recovered much Venerable Spiritual Sense, his Venerable Law was one of the countless incarnations of the hundreds of millions of dragons, how could Li Xiuyuan know at this time?

Wu Ming said: "Little uncle." This time it was for nothing, although the third princess borrowed a sword to cut off the evil Jiao all the dragon horns, but the evil Jiao will be counted on the princess's head in the future. ”

Li Xiuyuan smiled: "He doesn't dare, when he knows whose sword the princess is using, he is afraid that it will be too late." ”

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