Nightfall Chapter 88: A ringtone
.. "There are so many people in the world who have become demons. Do you think that this will allow me, the Discipline Academy, to leave the Xuankong Temple for the first time? There is only one reason for me to leave the Xuankong Temple.-------- -.----"
Master Baoshu looks majestic, looking at Ning Que and shouting: "I want to see if you are the son of the Pluto! See you are bloody, cold, and self-defeating. If you are the son of the Pluto, the Master will not Protect you!".
Ning Que stared at the high monk Mingruo Jewel's eyes and was silent for a long time.
In front of the Chang'an Imperial Palace last winter, he announced his life experience in front of people all over the world. Even earlier, when the Datang Army discovered his relationship with the General's Palace, a rumor appeared in the world.
The rumor said that as early as 16 years ago, the great priest of Guangming had seen that Ning Que was the son of the legendary Pluto, and Qu Nimadi had mentioned this before.
Ning Que was once nervous and perplexed by this rumor, and gradually relieved after being resolved by the master, and with his back on the academy, no one dared to raise this rumor in front of him.
Qu Nimati made the premise first, Ning Que didn’t care, because he knew that it was an old nun’s venting attack of shame, anger, anger, and anger, which had no effect on him, but at this time Master Baoshu’s words made him become Somewhat awe-inspiring.
Master Baoshu came from the Xuankong Temple, not Huangkouzhier. It is impossible to openly accuse him, a disciple of the college, as the son of Pluto based on rumors. You must know that this is undoubtedly the most serious accusation in the world.
There is another important reason why Ning Que feels awe-inspiring. It was the warning sign when he saw the Buddha on Washan a few days ago. Until now, he still doesn’t know what the warning sign is referring to. Could it be this accusation? ?
"This is the typical process for the decent sect to find righteousness for private enmity?"
Ning Que looked at Baoshu and said sarcastically, "I'm very glad that the academy is also one of the most famous schools in the world. If I were really an ordinary practitioner, wouldn't I be framed by you to the extent that there is no scum left behind?
Master Baoshu said: "I said you are the son of Hades. Naturally there is my proof."
Ning Que said: "I'm very curious. What is the evidence you said."
Naturally, he cannot be really curious, because until today, the world has suspected the son of Pluto. He still firmly occupies the first place, and Prince Longqing, who occupied the second place, has now disappeared in the wasteland.
It's just that at this moment, he can't show any tension.
Master Baoshu looked at him quietly. Remove a brass bell from the monk sleeve.
The bell is unusual in copper color, but in a somewhat unique style. It has a rounded style and looks more like a small bell.
Master Qishan looked at the bell, his expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Treasure tree! Put down the bell!"
Today, Baoshu obviously has no respect for his uncle. He looked at Ning Que indifferently, holding the brass bell in his right hand, and said: "This bell is called Yulan. Also called Jingling."
Looking at this brass bell, Cheng Ziqing remembered a Buddhist implement mentioned by the brother, and his pupils shrank slightly. Unbelievably said: "Is this the legendary Yulanling?"
Master Dongming saw this brass bell. There was already a guess, when I heard the name of the bell. Unable to be shocked and speechless, Qinimadi was surprised and delighted.
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Autumn wind entered from outside the temple, and flicked the brass bell between his fingers, making a crisp sound. The ringtone was crisp but absolutely without a hint of chill. It seemed extremely soft and compassionate.
The moment the bell rang, Ning Que remembered it. On Washan Mountain Road a few days ago, the bell had already arrived before the Buddha arrived. At that time, the kingfisher greeted him with a dance.
He frowned slightly, as if some trouble was about to happen.
Master Baoshu pointed to the copper bell, and said compassionately: "The Yulan orchid grows in the extreme western pure land, and is the best known for evil. The copper used in this bell has been quiet for countless years in the long Yulan orchid field, and it is the purest. After he cast his body as a bell, he followed the Buddha in the world for countless years of hard work, and the Buddha nature gradually regenerated."
Ning Que looked at the brass bell between the master's fingers, and suddenly said: "Looking at the master's introduction and your reactions, I can probably guess that you will definitely say that this brass bell can find the whereabouts of the son of Hades. "
Master Baoshu Su Rong said: "Not bad."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "If this copper bell is so useful, why would the Xiling Temple killed so many people in search of the son of Hades? How could the great priest of Guangming be imprisoned for more than ten years?"
Master Baoshu said: "That's because the son of Hades has just arrived and has not yet awakened."
Ning Que asked: "Then how do you know that the son of Hades has woken up?"
Master Baoshu said: "The son of Hades is awakened, and there is a sign of the sky, otherwise, how can the God of Light escape from Taoshan and go to Chang'an City to find you?"
Ning Que said: "It's all you talking about. Who knows if this bell in your hand is the legendary Yulan bell? Maybe you picked it up in a meditation room in the temple. Go back quickly, otherwise. The old monk in the monastery woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly found that the brass bell he tied to his belt was missing. Wouldn't it be scared to death?"
This is a joke. This is a joke that is extremely disrespectful to the Buddha and extremely blasphemous to Lan Ke Temple. Then no one in the temple is laughing, and the expressions on people's faces become more and more complicated.
Master Baoshu looked at him and said, "If it's just an ordinary copper bell, why don't you listen to it?"
Ning Que said: "Why should I listen? Don't you think this looks stupid?"
Master Baoshu calmly said: "If Jingling has no effect on you, then you are naturally not the son of Pluto. Then Xuankong Temple will naturally return you innocence."
Ning Que smiled and shook his head, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, looked at him and said seriously: "This is the treasure of my college town, Tianluopa, which can overcome all the evil spirits in the world, and I now doubt the Buddha. He is the son of Pluto, do you want to dig out the ashes of his old man, let me try using this veil twice."
With all his vicious mockery, Master Baoshu calmed down and said, "I can let you try."
Ning Que shook his head and said: "I didn't doubt that you are the son of Pluto, Master. I suspect that it is the Buddha."
Master Baoshu smiled suddenly and said: "Mr. Thirteen, you are scared."
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It is not fear but vigilance. After hearing the bell on the mountain road, he became vigilant and uneasy with the Buddha.
Ning Que said to himself in his heart, and then he had to admit it the next moment. I am really scared. Because of the rumor that he was the son of Pluto, it was his biggest fear.
He glanced at Sangsang.
Master Baoshu said in a deep voice: "Do you want to go?"
Ning Que was about to ridicule, when suddenly he heard a very tired and light voice.
"Don't let that brass bell ring."
He heard the voice of Master Qishan. The body couldn't help becoming a little stiff.
Master Qishan crouched, sitting on the futon, his dry lips moved slightly. Only Ning Que could hear the voice: "Even if you kill Baoshu, don't let that copper bell ring."
Ning Que felt a chill, which made Master Qishan so nervous, that Jingling determined the extraordinary thing, and the most important thing was that he remembered the conversation with Master on the bank of Songxi that night.
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"So... the premise of saving the world is to kill the son of Hades?"
"There are other ways besides killing."
"What method?"
"For example, let him cultivate Buddha and clean his mind, and then be purified by the light?"
"Master...how do I feel more and more that you are talking about me."
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Are you really the son of Pluto? Ning Que was still quarreling with Baoshu with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his heart. It was extremely cold and even a little trance.
He looked at Master Baoshu and asked: "Since you can determine who is the son of Hades by ringing the bell. Why have you not been shaking it these days. Do you have to wait until this time to shake it?"
Master Baoshu said: "Jingling is a Buddha's magical instrument, and it is naturally used with strict conditions. It is necessary for the person who hears the sound to be within a certain distance from the bell body, and it is necessary to chant the sutra to clear the heart."
Ning Que said: "Then I just have to stay away from this broken copper bell, don't you have nothing to do with me."
Master Baoshu said: "If you dare not listen, it is also a proof, and can you get to Lanke Temple today?"
Ning Que laughed suddenly and said: "Really? I want to see who dares to stop me?"
After saying this, he put his hands behind his back, feeling very casual.
In fact, he was preparing to pick up things.
Sangsang, who was blocked by his body, removed the quiver from his body and prepared to form the bow.
"Of course, in order to wash away the suspicion for the college, I am willing to wrong myself and listen."
Ning Que looked at Baoshu and smiled and said, "Master, please chant the Scriptures to clear your heart. I really want to know what is strange about this ringtone."
He is ready.
The next moment Sangsang handed the iron bow to his hand, and the arrow shot the treasure tree. Maybe he can't kill the opponent with two arrows, he will shoot all the thirteen iron arrows, and then take Sangsang to escape Lanke Temple and never come back.
At this moment, Master Baoshu seemed to guess what he was thinking, and smiled and said, "Although I did not practice the closed mantra with Qi Nian, I also know some meditation methods."
Ning Que's mood became tense upon hearing this.
The so-called silent sutra method naturally means that it can be effective without chanting the sutra. Before he used it with one heart and two purposes, Master Baoshu may have silently read the opening sutra in his heart. Text!
Ning Que knew he had to move.
The iron bow has not been handed to him, so he can only hold the handle of the knife.
He flipped his wrist, and the heavy Pudao carried Haotian Divine Hui into the air and slashed towards Master Baoshu!
At the same time, he stretched out his left index finger and made a sharp stroke in the air in front of him!
Master Baoshu's expression remained unchanged, his left hand was combined with one hand, a strong Buddhist aura, a looming big handprint in front of him, and he grasped the terrifying sword force.
The sword broke again, and the big handprints disappeared.
However, the small copper bell on Master Baoshu's right hand has been gently shaken.
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A crisp bell rang in the temple.
It's not the same as the bell that once rang on the mountain road.
The same compassion, but not gentle, but full of majesty, seems to be about to suppress all the filth in the world.
The ringtone came from the temple of the Buddha, and spread throughout the entire Lanke Temple.
There are seventeen ancient bells in Lanke Temple, either in the pavilion, or behind the hall, or under the porch, or beside the plum.
The seventeen ancient bells rang almost simultaneously.
The vigorous and bright bells echoed among the cornices of the Yellow Temple.
But still can't conceal the crisp and indifferent bell.
The chimes return to help the bell gradually fly.
Fly all the way to the top of Washan Mountain.
The stone statue of Buddha is quiet in the clouds, gradually giving birth to a solemn Buddha light.
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(End of Chapter 6! I'm going to write some more, counted in the first update, because today I have a lot of things to do, and I'm dying of sleepiness, worrying about not being able to write.) To be continued..
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