Zhao Xinming said slowly, but he couldn't help the pain all over his body, and he had to stop halfway through speaking. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Liu Yue's face was full of shame, and after hesitating, she still checked Zhao Xinming inside and out, her arms were broken, her right leg was also broken, and there were countless bruises all over her body. In addition, Zhao Xinming also suffered a very serious internal injury, and his internal strength was a burst of hot pain, and he almost fainted. However, looking at the mountains and rocks shattered into one place in a radius, being able to survive is already the result of Master Huaiyuan's intentional protection.

Zhao Xinming was seriously injured, and the two had to stay here temporarily. Not far from here is the site of "Longteng Temple", a broken tile ruins, Liu Yue looked for a long time, only then found a corner that can shelter from the wind and rain. Coincidentally, this place is the main hall where the 'Longteng Temple' gave pilgrims incense in the past. Zhao Xinming looked up, the three big Buddhas had long since disappeared, only the huge stone plate base was broken into several pieces, and it was faintly recognizable in the pile of stones.

Two months have passed, Zhao Xinming is quietly recuperating from his injuries, and Liu Yue is responsible for many things such as three meals a day and daily life. Zhao Xinming was originally born as a young master, although he was a little embarrassed, but he quickly adapted to it. On the contrary, it was Liu Yue, who was originally a young lady from a big family, but she was willing to do the rough work done by these subordinates, which really moved Zhao Xinming.

On this day, the two were about to leave, Liu Yue suddenly stopped, looked at the pile of rubble in front of her, and said softly: "Zhao Gongzi, is this the place where the 'Longteng Temple' is incense?"

"Hmm. Zhao Xinming nodded, he had talked carefully about this matter with Liu Yue, and even talked about Shangxiang, as for Shangxiang's lack of blessing to Liu Yue, he still concealed it.

Liu Yue suddenly smiled and said, "Zhao Gongzi, let's put on three more incense sticks, Yue'er wants to make a wish." ”

Zhao Xinming was slightly stunned, quickly reacted, and said with a wry smile: "Miss Liu, but there is no incense here?"

Liu Yue smiled faintly and said, "Zhao Gongzi, you wait." ”

After saying that, Liu Yue found it in this pile of rubble. Zhao Xinming immediately reacted and shook his head, three thousand years have passed, where is there any incense left! Despite this, Zhao Xinming still walked over, and the two of them looked for an hour in the chaos of stones, lifted a few big stones, and then found the big copper jar that was used by pilgrims to invest money. The wind and rain combined with the weight of the boulder, the big copper cylinder has long become a large copper block full of patina, if it weren't for this position, Zhao Xinming wouldn't have recognized it. The two continued their search, and soon pulled out a large pile of incense ash from a collapsed room behind the copper jar. I don't know if it was the luck of the two or fate, turning over the pile of ashes, it really allowed the two to find five finger-long broken incense.

Liu Yue was overjoyed, and immediately picked up three broken incense sticks and ran over. The three Buddhas are one person a day, one place and one person, Liu Yue pondered for a moment, walked to the left stone platform and knelt down, entered a stick of incense, his face was sad, and solemnly kowtowed three heads, apparently praying for the dead family; then knelt down in front of the stone platform in the middle, his face was blushing, a little twisted, he spoke a few times, and kowtowed three times again; finally knelt down in front of the stone platform on the right, with a solemn face, muttered a few words, and solemnly kowtowed three heads.

After Liu Yue made a wish, she breathed a long sigh of relief and shouted, "Zhao Gongzi, it's your turn." ”

Zhao Xinming nodded, picked up two pieces of incense, walked to the stone platform on the left, knelt down, put in a stick of incense, and silently prayed for the dead parents and relatives to rest in peace. Looking at the remaining two stone platforms, Zhao Xinming suddenly hesitated, if it was before, he would definitely choose the human Buddha, but now he has been a little shaken. Since the accident in the Zhao family, all he thinks about day and night is revenge, and he has missed a lot of people and things. Because of this, Zhao Xinming became more and more closed, more and more self-contained, and finally condensed into the artistic conception of "self-only", and stepped into the second layer of the artistic conception of "the heart is free".

With the sublimation of the artistic conception, the disadvantages of the "self-oriented" artistic conception gradually appeared, and Zhao Xinming found himself more and more lonely, rejecting everyone, and even having a trace of self-respecting domineering. Zhao Xinming also tried to change this, but since stepping into the second layer of artistic conception, he suddenly found that he had lost himself, completely dominated by the "solipsistic" artistic conception, and enjoyed this feeling more and more. It wasn't until this time that he entered the world of Master Huaiyuan's heart that Zhao Xinming got rid of the entanglement of artistic conception, woke up, and had a trace of doubt in his heart. At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the artistic conception of "self-sufficiency".

Liu Yue saw Zhao Xinming's face change, and said with concern, "Zhao Gongzi, are you okay?"

"It's fine. Zhao Xinming shook his head, turned around to look, Liu Yue looked at him anxiously, the care in his eyes was undisguised, his heart suddenly warmed, and he said softly: "Miss Liu, thank you." ”

Liu Yue's face suddenly turned red, and she squirmed: "What does Childe thank me?"

Zhao Xinming smiled, walked to the Heavenly Buddha and knelt down, and entered a stick of incense, only asking Liu Yue and the others to be safe. After doing this, Zhao Xinming's heart suddenly brightened. At this moment, the internal energy suddenly ran all over the body, the speed became more and more open, and the tiger roared endlessly. Zhao Xinming was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly urged the "Sunset Sutra", and a trickle kept integrating into his body, which was peaceful and endless. Three thousand years of vicissitudes, the sun and the moon alternate, the cycle of yin and yang, and earth-shaking changes have taken place again in the earth's veins. A trace of pure dragon qi was brewed, and it was only when the time was ripe to nourish this piece of purgatory on earth again. Now Zhao Xinming has become the first beneficiary by chance. With the operation of the "Sunset Sutra", these dragon qi were extracted endlessly, and I saw a trace of golden light flickering non-stop, instantly dissipating between heaven and earth.

The so-called "dragon qi" is the purest "heavy turbidity", hidden in the dragon vein, nourishing all things in heaven and earth, and is the source of all things. Zhao Xinming urged the "Sunset Sutra" to keep inhaling the "dragon qi", and with the help of the power of the "dragon qi", he kept refining his internal strength. The process is slow and complex, and there is no room for negligence. The sixth "unity" realm of internal strength is the most difficult realm to break through within internal strength. The so-called "unity" is the integration of internal strength and physical body into one, reaching the state of unity of mind and qi. Only when this step is reached, can the internal strength break through the limitations of the physical body and release it outside the body, so as to break through the realm of the outer gang.

At this time, the time and place were favorable, Zhao Xinming had no distractions, and urged the "Sunset Sutra" with all his might, and the silk dragon qi flowed into his body endlessly. Liu Yue stood quietly aside, holding a knife in both hands, guarding cautiously. The sun sets and the moon rises, and the mountains are pitch black, only here is a faint golden light that constantly flashes. The night was fine, and the next morning, Zhao Xinming opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and his eyes were sharper than before!