Nightfall Chapter 77: A flower named Daqian World

The summit of Washan Mountain is quiet.

Silver stars, falling down the mountains, seem to have coated the huge stone Buddha with a light and compassionate luster, a few wisps of night clouds drifted slowly in front of the Buddha's eyes, and a few night birds screamed faintly.

Buddha statues stopped outside the cave, bearing the starlight, the Buddhist mantras embroidered on the drapes seemed to shimmer, and in the light of the night breeze, the patterns of the Buddhist scriptures seemed to come to life, appearing more and more majestic.

Qu Nimadi walked to the Buddha and said something in a low voice. It was vaguely visible that the senior monk in the Nianzhong seemed to shook his head. Qu Nimadi took the ascetics from the White Pagoda Temple and went down the mountain, an idiot. Is also in it.

The practitioners who came out of the cavern were confused or excited. It took a long time to dissolve the words and words of Master Qishan when he clicked on them. When they woke up, people bowed to the depths of the cave. , And then bowed down to the Buddha, saluted to the black carriage, and then walked down the mountain.

The practitioners gradually left, and their figures disappeared into the night of Washan one by one, just like the end of the same chess game. Whether it was a black chess piece or a white chess piece, they were picked up one by one, leaving only a clean chessboard.

Mo Shanshan walked to the black carriage and said: "You take Sangsang in. I live in Lanke Temple. I need to go down, so I won't wait for you."

Ning Que said: "Would you like to wait a little longer and go down the mountain together?"

Mo Shanshan said: "One uphill is enough, why bother down together? No need."

After saying this, she floated away.

Ning Que was silent for a while, no longer thinking, helping Sangsang out of the black carriage, looking at the somewhat lonely Buddha outside the house, frowned slightly, and walked into the cave.

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Master Qishan stretched out **** and put them on Sangsang's wrist.

The master has been ill. Weak body, thin fingers are like dry branches

Sangsang has a chronic illness, is weak, and his wrists are thin like a stick of luchai.

Occasionally, the night wind leaked into the cave and the oil lamp flickered. The master felt cold and couldn't help coughing violently. The trembling of the body spread along his fingers to Sangsang's wrist, and Sangsang couldn't help but cough.

Looking at this scene, Ning Que wanted to laugh again, but felt sad.

Master Qishan and Sangsang had a better mentality than him. The old and the young looked at each other and laughed.

"It's so cold, like coming from the abyss."

Master Qishan's fingers slowly left Sangsang's wrist. Sighed.

Ning Que looked at the master with no strange expression on his expression, only the clenched fist knew how nervous he was.

Master Qishan ignored him and looked at Sangsang Lian Ai and said: "When the cold breath occurs, it must be extremely painful. I don't know how you have been through it for so many years, especially how you held it when you were young." /

Sangsang glanced at Ning Que.

Ning Que thought about the situation when Sangsang fell ill when he was a child. Even after more than ten years, he still felt cold all over. Shaking Yao's head, he drove all those pictures out of his mind.

"Master, how can I get rid of this cold atmosphere?"

Ning Que didn’t ask what this cold breath was because it didn’t make sense. It had already existed in Sangsang’s body and had existed for so many years. He didn’t ask the master whether he could remove this cold breath. . Instead, ask the method directly. Because if you want to cure Sangsang's disease, you must get rid of this yin and cold breath. Since Master Qishan previously said that Sangsang's disease can be cured. Then there must be a way.

Master Qishan shook his head slowly, and said: "I don't know why this cold and cold aura started. It has been with Sangsang for 16 years. It has been deep into the bones and flesh, and it will be difficult to separate. If it weren't the medicine of the academy The law is extremely good, and she herself learned from the great priest of Guangming to practice divine art. A few days ago, you asked the judge that the gods used domineering divine glory to suppress forcibly, she can't survive now, where is it so easy to remove?"

Ning Que said: "Even the most poisonous thing in the world, there is a corresponding antidote. I don't understand. Since it is the yin and cold breath, why can't it be neutralized with the Yang breath?"

Master Qishan said: "I understand what you mean. In the past few years, this cold breath has been suppressed by Haotian Shenhui, but when Haotian Shenhui enters Sangsang's body, those cold and cold breaths will come again. Hiding in the abyss, hiding in the depths of her bone marrow and flesh. If you want to get rid of the cold breath hidden in the deepest part of the bone marrow and flesh, you need to remove all of her bone marrow and flesh."

Ning Que thought that this is not a mythical world after all. How can I cut the flesh and bones and give it back to someone, and then rebuild the body with lotus and lotus joints, frowning and saying: "Haotian Divine Hui is the purest fire in the world. , Even if the cold breath can be hidden deep in the bone marrow, there should be no reason to escape."

Master Qishan looked at Sangsang, sighed and said, "This is to start with Sangsang's body again."

Ning Que looked slightly cold, and said, "Master, please give me some advice."

Master Qishan raised his arm, pointed his finger at Sangsang, and said: "She is transparent."

Sangsang was stunned, remembering that the teacher seemed to have said the same thing after entering Laobi Zhai.

Ning Que didn't understand what the master said.

Master Qishan said: "Why did the great priest of Guangming choose Sangsang to be the heir? Because of her special physique, she is transparent without a trace of impurities, so Haotian Divine Hui will not encounter her walking through her body. To any obstacle, there will be no loss, so she can accommodate infinite glory, and is the purest kind."

Ning Que was slightly nervous and said: "Isn't this a good thing?"

"It is a good thing and a bad thing...If there is no cold air in her body, only light."

Master Qishan looked at Sangsang quietly, and said: "My Buddhist saying goes, "One flower, one world, you are the flower called the Great Thousand World, you are transparent, infinite, and capable All who are bright can tolerate all darkness."

Ning Que vaguely understood what the master meant.

Practitioners all pay attention to root talents. For example, when they first realized they saw whether the lake was a stream or a pond. Some people, such as Liu Bai, could see a surging river, but Sangsang didn’t need to look at all. She was a world.

The world is huge, almost infinite, so even if more Haotian divine brilliance is poured into her body, she still can't completely occupy all the corners of this space, that cold and cold aura can always find its own abyss, waiting The moment to see the sun again.

"Then what should we do?"

Ning Que's voice trembled slightly. At this time, he finally understood why even the teacher was helpless with Sangsang's illness, and couldn't help feeling a little desperate, and couldn't think of any other way.

Master Qishan looked at him and asked calmly: "Are you willing to let Sangsang follow me to the Buddha?"

Ning Que was slightly startled, wondering why the master suddenly mentioned this matter.

Sangsang didn't understand either, and was very worried about Ning Que's reaction.

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(Little card, it’s a bit late, sorry, I must be out before 10:30 in Chapter 3)

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