Chapter 7: Soaring Clouds
"Third child, what's the matter with you?"
When Zhang Xingbao returned to the dormitory, he saw the dormitory chief munching melon seeds, but the dormitory was noisy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"What's going on? got into a fight. Zhang Xingbao pretended to be light-hearted, but in fact, he couldn't wait to say the majesty in the cafeteria, he just waited for the dormitory director to ask.
How do you know that the dormitory director frowned when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "You are looking for someone surnamed Liao again?"
Zhang Xingbao was almost angry and wanted to vomit blood: "When have I ever beaten someone?"
As he was talking, a voice suddenly sounded in the bedroom, 'I'm going to kill you.' ā
Zhang Xingbao and the dormitory director looked at each other, and when the two of them rushed into the dormitory, they happened to see Ergao riding on the body of Si Fat and waving his old fist.
"Annoyed and ashamed, aren't you? A shameless thief, stealing and eating other people's things and beating people, stinky and shameless. The four fat struggled under Ergao's crotch on one side, and scolded with his mouth open on the other.
"Who stole your food? You collapsed my bed, and you still ignored you. ā
The two of them didn't let each other go, and what was going on on the four-fat bed was a confrontation.
The head of the dormitory hurriedly went up to pull people, and Zhang Xingbao also went up to persuade him.
The four fats refused to suffer, touched their bleeding noses, and said, "Do you dare to say that you didn't steal my things?" Let me tell you, everyone told me the secret, don't you want to fool around." ā
"What's the secret?" the dormitory director held the second high with one hand and the fourth fat with the other.
Zhang Xingbao chuckled in his heart, and his footsteps moved lightly to the outside of the dormitory.
I heard Si Fat very dissatisfied and said to the dormitory director: "Boss, you can't be like this." What benefits did the second high give you, and you have to hide it for him?"
"Nonsense..." Ergao was very angry, pointed at the four fats and said: "I see that you kid is crazy, he sleepwalked and ate the snacks clean and came to slander people." If you ask me for a snack, I want you to pay for my bed. ā
"Who broke your bed? Which eye did you see?" cried the four fattens.
"I don't see it. Er Gao shouted: "But the third child saw it, I don't believe you asked the third child." ā
"The third one, the third one said that you stole my snacks, he..." The fourth fat suddenly fell silent, and stared at the second tall eye.
The head of the dormitory suddenly came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Catch the third child quickly." ā
The three of them rushed out of the dormitory quickly, but where could they still see Zhang Xingbao's figure when they looked left and right?
"I've been deceived, you stinky and shameless third child. The four fats shouted angrily.
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"Your face is swollen, do you still have a face?"
Zhang Xingbao, who had already run downstairs, could still hear the shouts of the four fats upstairs, and he covered the left side of his face that seemed to be still in a faint pain and said in a low voice.
When I got out of the dormitory, I didn't know where to go. When I passed by the commissary, I could only swallow and salivate when I watched others bring snacks in and out of the commissary.
The swollen left side of his face was quite eye-catching, and Zhang Xingbao could only grit his teeth and hide his face.
When I ran to the back mountain, I saw that no one disturbed the green meadow, and I wondered in my heart about the connection between this morning's great display of power and the dream in my sleep last night.
He remembered reciting a mantra in his dream, and when he woke up, he remembered the mantra clearly. So he began to chant the incantation, and subconsciously pinched the trick with his right hand, and found that he was very familiar with the technique.
With the thought of the mantra of purifying the heart, all the troubles in the heart and all the noise around him seem to be swept away, and the whole world is extremely pure. He was so excited by the novelty and amusement that he repeated it several times until he could no longer perceive anything new.
Then he lay on the ground greedily, trying to fall asleep.
However, consciously, and without being sleepy and excited, he tossed and turned and found it difficult to sleep. When I was really impatient, I lay on the grass and closed my eyes and began to fantasize about the future, but I fell asleep unconsciously.
It was dark in the world of sleep, and Zhang Xingbao found that his sleep this time was different from the last time. The last time he was not so awake in the dream, but this time he felt it as clear and autonomous in the dream as if he was not asleep.
He walked slowly in the darkness, trying to explore this mysterious dark dream. Suddenly, in the distance, there was a man's singing. Listen to him sing, 'Thousands of people seek eternal life, how do you know that the road to immortality is difficult?' The road of the eternal emperor's bones, the immortal red powder pit has suffered the monks. ā
Listening to his indulgence in singing, I don't see the melody and the words are elegant, but there is a sense of desolation. When I got closer, I saw a man in rags, with shaved hair and scars, and a Taoist robe. It looks like a monk and a monk is not a monk, and it is very strange.
Zhang Xingbao watched him approach with some fear, and before he could ask, the Taoist had already come up with a whisk in his hand and said, "Amitabha, the donor is holding the precept of rebirth, and he has great creation. Today, the little monk came to ask for a meeting, which is to form a good fate for the benefactor's guidance. ā
Zhang Xingbao thought to himself that the so-called death ring was his dragon pattern ring...
He had a lot of doubts and wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only say, "The mage knows me?"
The monk said, "Since the poor monk entered the rebirth vow, he found that the rebirth vow was uncontrollable, and the donor must have some chance to get the rebirth vow and recognize the master. Or in the past life, maybe in this life, the poor monk has not seen the lord of the past life ring for thousands of years, and today the donor has been awarded the death ring to recognize the Lord, and the poor monk naturally wants to come to visit. ā
Zhang Xingbao was overjoyed and said, "What does the mage mean is that no one in this rebirth ring has been able to subdue it for thousands of years, and I have controlled it alone? In this way, I am not a spirit child reincarnated in a previous life or a genius in this life." The mage doesn't look like I'm rich and rich, and I'm going to be a dragon?"
The monk shook his head: "Since the era of the end of the law, the aura between heaven and earth is thin and the destiny of heaven is difficult to follow. There are powerful people who interfere in the way of heaven and muddy the cause and effect, and the fate of ordinary people can no longer be detected, not to mention the donors who hold the precept of rebirth? The powerful ones have destroyed the immortals and killed the gods, and now this world has long been deprived of Buddhism and Taoism. The donor's holding of the precept of rebirth has become the only type of Tao, and it is necessary to practice the Tao diligently, and to participate in Zen and enlightenment every day. ā
Zhang Xingbaoyun Mountain fog cover that he said, the more he listened, the more confused he became. Fortunately, Zhang Xingbao was not really confused, but said: "The master wants me to preach, but I don't even have the slightest exercise, how can I cultivate?"
The monk said, "There are people in this rebirth ring that I can't get in and out of, and there are many evil spirits who have been suppressed by the rebirth ring, and these people are all people who have the Dao Dharma. There are countless Dharmas and Dao Methods, and they are inexhaustible, so how can the benefactor think that there are no exercises to cultivate?"
Zhang Xingbao was overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Since the mage said so, can you pass on one or two supernatural powers to me? Teach me the art of cultivation?
The monk shook his head when he heard this: "We have already been refined by the rebirth precepts and turned into remnant souls, and once we go out, we will become demons who haunt the world." The good donor learned that when the donor obtained the rebirth ring and recognized the Lord, he did accidentally let go of many evil spirits and demons. The poor monks came here to visit the lord of the rebirth precepts, and the other was to advise the main body of the rebirth vows to annihilate the demons that were released as soon as possible. Because in this heaven and earth, it is possible to cultivate the Tao alone. ā
When Zhang Xingbao heard this, he had a sense of pride that everyone in the world was drunk and sober, and he also had a sense of mission to become a savior.
He couldn't help but hold his head high a lot, and his tone was full of joy and a little unconfident: "Can I do it?"
"It is the responsibility of my generation to subdue demons and eliminate demons for the way of heaven, as long as the donor cultivates diligently, what kind of demon and evil can't be suppressed? ā
As he spoke, he suddenly dusted off the dust, and his whole person instantly turned into a light. The golden light turned into tens of millions and rushed towards the sky, forming thousands of golden jade slips flying in the air. I heard the monk's voice from high in the sky: "The Dharma cannot be passed on orally, I am already a remnant soul, so I can only use soul transfiguration words to spread the Dharma of the Lord." The donor will pick out three of the thousands of Dao methods I have learned in my life as soon as possible, because I will disappear as soon as the time comes. ā
"Vanished?" Zhang Xingbao was taken aback and said, "What does the mage mean by this?"
"In this era of the end of the Dharma, the true Divine Passage Dharma can no longer be written down. If you want to preach, you can only exchange the price of death for the way of preaching with your soul. Now I have used my soul to make thousands of Dao seals, but because of the rules of heaven and earth, I am destined to return to Bliss after turning into Dao seals. The monk recited Amitabha Buddha and said, "Donor, choose the Tao with your hands, and the poor monk will go." ā
As he spoke, Zhang Xingbao saw that the jade slips gathered by thousands of golden lights began to rapidly turn into streamers and disappear. He was both frightened by the death of the monk and anxious about the disappearance of these Dao methods.
I saw that on the thousands of jade slips, there were written 'wall piercing technique', 'clairvoyance technique', 'heart purification mantra', 'death spell', 'demon seal', 'his heart pass' and so on...
Zhang Xingbao was at a loss for a moment and didn't know how to choose, but in just one hesitation, hundreds of exercises disappeared.
In a hurry, he raised his hand and grabbed it in front of him, but it was three jade slips that he grabbed indiscriminately.
There was a soft 'snap', and a thousand jade slips disappeared in the air. And the three jade slips in his hand turned into streamers and rushed into his body...
Almost instantly, Zhang Xingbao felt that there was something more in his mind.
But he didn't care much, and called out to the monk in this dark space that had become dead again, but he could no longer hear the monk's voice.
Suddenly, the light brightened, and there was a class bell ringing in my ears.
When Zhang Xingbao opened his eyes again, he found that the person was in the green grassland on the back mountain.
"Cloud Soaring Technique?" a spell flashed into his mind.