He saluted with his hands folded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Luo Tianchu hurriedly returned the salute and said: "How dare the junior accept the gift of the master." Huishan said: "The poor monk does not respect the benefactor's age, but respects the donor's natural heart and foresight. Luo Tianchu said: "The master has a good reputation, but the younger generation is still very happy to be appreciated by the master." ”

Hui Shan smiled and said: "The poor monk still has two mantras to pass on to the donor, and the donor can practice it now." Luo Tianchu didn't care about any formula, but it was inconvenient to refuse, and said, "The juniors obey orders." Hui Shan said slowly: "Stretch out your feet and pull your toes, and go in and out of six or six breaths." Massage with both hands, and cross your knees for a long time. Straighten up and pause your feet, and the marrow washing work has been completed. ”

Luo Tianchu closed his eyes and practiced according to his words, only to hear the last sentence when his heart shook violently, and then he knew that the mantra passed by Huishan was the supreme martial arts book of Shaolin Temple, "Washing the Pulp Sutra". Before he could ask a question, he suddenly felt that the dantian was as warm as the sun, and countless pure true qi burst out from the dantian, filling the whole body along the meridians and acupoints, and the meridians that had dried up for a long time were immediately filled with the surging true qi, as if reborn, the spirit, strength, and vision reacted to hundreds of times growth, and the limbs and five bones made a "gurgle" The sound made a sound, and the flat skin bulged with energetic muscles, Luo Tianchu only felt that the true qi in his body was unimaginably powerful, and it was the first time since he opened the second vein of Rendu that he felt the feeling of the meridians being filled with true qi, and his whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

It took a while for the effort to calm down, Luo Tianchu looked at the tender white hands like jade in disbelief, clenched his fists, and found that the skill was not only restored, but also far better than before, just when he wanted to ask, Hui Shan had already said: "The poor monk said that it is impossible for the donor to recover his previous skills, and now the donor's skills are far better than before, so the poor monk is not a lie." Luo Tianchu was puzzled and said: "Didn't the master say that my meridians have been broken, how can I restore my martial arts?" Huishan said: "It is not easy for the poor monk to recite the donor's main cultivation, just before the vein is broken, all the internal strength of the donor will be sealed in the dantian, and only when the qi is exhausted and the meridians are reconnected, can the seal be opened." This door "Washing the Pulp Sutra" has the miraculous effect of connecting the tendons and continuing the veins, which is passed on to the donor to save himself. Cultivating this magic skill should have no distracting thoughts, no desires and no contention, come with fate, and cannot be forced, it is rare for the donor to forget his feelings about nature, and practice the exercises casually, without deliberateness, which is in line with the purpose of the exercises. The poor monk secretly checked the progress of the practice when he was infusing the donor, and passed on the next sentence after the mantra was successfully practiced, leaving only the last two sentences, in order to see the character and morality of the donor. Now the donor's meridians are restored, the anger is transformed into righteousness, and with the "Yijin Sutra", "Washing the Pulp Sutra" two major Buddhist gods, the world has no opponent, the donor to do what he wants to do is not as simple as meeting friends, but also has the great task of saving the world, please complete the wish for the poor monks. ”

Luo Tianchu knelt on the ground gratefully and said: "Master Bodhisattva heart, the younger generation is willing to enter the world with the master and listen to the master's teachings." Huishan was also moved, got up and helped him up, and said, "Shi... Good boy, the poor monk is old, and he has no strength to re-enter the world, the most gratifying thing is that Pudu has purified you, although he is not a disciple of my Buddhism, but the person who does the Bodhisattva thing is the Bodhisattva, you must remember. Luo Tianchu cried: "The younger generation obeys the order." Huishan said: "You and I have finished our fate, the donor will go today, these things will return to Zhao after the poor monk is finished." As he spoke, he took out a bag from the cabinet, and when he opened it, there was the Lone Ming Sword and the Blood God Sword, a bag of silver, and some personal belongings. Luo Tianchu put the items and silver away, stared at the Lone Ming Sword and the Blood God Sword for a long time, a complicated look shot out of his eyes, and suddenly sighed: "I don't need them anymore." Hye-sun smiled and said, "Everything belongs to the donor, and everything is disposed of by the donor." ”

Luo Tianchu held a sword in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, went out into the dense forest, dug a pit under a big tree, buried two legendary weapons in the pit, covered the soil without looking at it, returned to the door of the wooden house, and said, "Master, the junior has come to resign." But there was no answer in the house. Luo Tianchu entered the room and called, "Master?" Seeing Hui Shan sitting cross-legged on the bed, his hands folded into a bowl seal, his eyes closed, his head lowered, and he passed away. Luo Tianchu was stunned, and only after a long time did he kneel respectfully in front of Huishan's body, kowtowing nine times in a row, but he didn't cry, he knew that Huishan's wish had been fulfilled, and there was no concern in the world, so he passed away and arrived at the Western Elysium, and he also understood the real reason why Huishan saved himself. Hui Shan chose himself as a successor, continued to purify sentient beings in the world, and fulfilled his lifelong wish, even if he is not a disciple of Buddhism, it doesn't matter, the one who does Bodhisattva things is a Bodhisattva, the Dharma is grand, and he has an inclusive mind.

Luo Tianchu worshipped Huishan as his teacher in his heart, and secretly swore that he would never let the master down, he did not dare to touch Huishan's Dharma Body, exited the house, lit a torch, burned the wooden house, and bowed down again to the burning wooden house.

This is about to leave Tianlong Mountain, he is reluctant to give up on the water and trees on the mountain, and went to the scene that he has often gone to for three years, saying goodbye to the landscapes and flowers that can't speak, and didn't come to the bottom of the mountain until the afternoon, suddenly his mind moved, and he turned his head to look at the hill next to him, only to see a small dog head exposed in the bushes, and he was cautiously peeking at himself, it was Xiao Huang, Luo Tianchu was overjoyed, and called: "Xiao Huang!" Xiao Huang seemed to feel that he was leaving, with a complicated look in his eyes, but turned around and walked away.

Luo Tianchu didn't chase Xiao Huang, what can you do if you catch up, once the animal doesn't believe you, it's like a woman who has lost love, and it can never be recovered. Leaving Tianlong Mountain, he went straight to the Sword Qi Villa on Penglai Island in Shandong, the person he wanted to see most now was Ling Xue'er, although she was already Liu Shaoqing's wife, he still had to apologize in person, this was a love debt he owed, and he had to pay it back, not expecting Xue'er's forgiveness, only asking for his conscience to be comforted.

After coming to the boundary of Shandong, he asked for directions while hurrying, this day came to Yantai, it was noon, he walked into a restaurant with a good business, Xiaoer saw his respectful face, and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "This master, you are lucky, the owner of this store happens to believe in Buddhism, all monks will send a bowl of noodles, but the space in the hall is limited, you don't have to occupy a seat." Luo Tianchu realized that his dignity was very much like a head with hair and practice, and explained: "I'm not a monk, can I go in if I pay?" Xiao'er smiled: "Then it's easy to say, please come in the guest officer." After Luo Tianchu sat down, Xiao Er asked, "What do you want the guest officer to come to?" The fried sauce chicken and sesame pork ribs in the small shop are a local must, can the guest officer want to try them?" Luo Tianchu said: "A bowl of somen noodles is good." Xiao Er said: "Okay, the guest officer will be later." (To be continued.) )