The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 44: ?What should the Buddha ask mortals to do
The twilight drum of the Pufa Temple has long sounded, and most of the people who entered the incense have left. Outside the temple, the branches of the thousand-year-old pines protrude into the air like horned dragons, and the moonlight pours down, making the ancient temple more and more quiet.
The night sky is deep and the Milky Way is splendid. Wang Xuan walks towards Ancheng with the stars in the sky on his head. He is somewhat uncertain in his heart, is he provoking "one" again?
He secretly slandered, it's really evil! When mysterious factors are involved, unnatural phenomena that are difficult to explain scientifically will occur.
He was nervous and didn't know what unpredictable events would happen tonight. He really didn't want to be tossed anymore.
At this point, he has some feelings. Everything in this world is balanced. When you think you will gain something, then you must be giving something.
He took the initiative to absorb the mysterious factors, thinking that he was digging up the myths buried by the years, and he would embark on a splendid road in the field of old art. Why is he approaching danger, even this is a deep pit, put a belt in front of him The bait with the sweet smell, waiting for the latecomers to approach, this may not be the intention of the ancients.
Now, Wang Xuan definitely dare not underestimate those people in ancient times. Since they were once brilliant, there must be something extraordinary and terrible. He now has some serious doubts about the truth of feathering and ascending to immortals.
"Hope you have a safe night tonight!"
Wang Xuan went out early in the morning, but ended up returning with the stars and the moon.
After taking a shower, he visualized a golden sun with soaring flames, burning up the clouds and mists in the sky, illuminating a bright universe, with golden light raining everywhere, sacred and peaceful.
"The demon retreats!"
Wang Xuan took a deep breath and lay on the bed. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep. This is the benefit of practicing the old art, and he will never suffer from insomnia.
Sure enough, his worries came true, even if he ran the root method before going to bed, visualized a bright sun, and dispelled the mist and darkness, something would still happen.
A short distance away, an old monk was sitting on the edge of the bed, his body was black and he seemed to be festering, and his eyes were red with blood, and he was looking at him.
Wang Xuan stood up on the spot, lifted the quilt with a snort, woke up and sat up. The feeling was too real, he seemed to smell a slightly rotten smell just now.
Is the visitor bad? He turned on the light and drank a glass of water, and then silently ran the root method. There is absolutely no peace in tonight.
And he always felt that there was something wrong with this old monk, not peaceful at all, not illuminated by the Buddha's light, and never showed the divine image.
On the contrary, this old monk turned black and seemed to be rotten, completely different from the sight of the female alchemist attracting the dazzling thunder of the galaxy.
But there is one thing that the two are the same, both eyes bleed, as if they had experienced some kind of very tragic event, and they are unwilling to die.
"This pit is a bit big. I fell into it for no reason. The situation is not good!" Wang Xuan is rarely so serious, and his heart is extremely heavy.
He felt more and more that the truth about the feathering might be many times more complicated than his guesses at the Pufa Temple, and the first glimpse made him feel very terrifying.
Earlier, he was very confident, because he was the only one in the world who could enter the interior, and he entered by himself, without the guidance of the patriarch. In this era, he can still stand in the empty time.
But now he is a little scary. His performance is indeed amazing and his achievements are extraordinary, but this is not necessarily a good thing. He seems to be slowly uncovering a certain layer of heavy and heavy pressure that has been pressed down by the years. The mysterious curtain, doing so may be in danger.
These days he has been thinking about how to find something similar to the feather stone to improve his strength.
At that time, he was still thinking that if some of the remaining spiritual energy of the ancients appeared, even if there were some abnormal scenes, it would not be a big deal.
But now he's a little terrified. Earlier, he thought too well.
If he triggers mysterious events many times, and there are a few inexplicable creatures around him, such as alchemists, fairy girls, old monks, etc., it will definitely be far from the imagined scene of a table with a harmonious atmosphere and a mahjong game.
"This time, before I entered the interior, I followed an old monk with bleeding eyes. Could it be that as long as mysterious factors are discovered in this world, and they are absorbed and absorbed, some unpredictable things will happen?"
Wang Xuan felt that this time he lost a lot of money. Last time, he at least used the remaining spiritual energy of the female alchemist to enter the interior scene, and his strength improved a lot.
This time, the old monk didn't give anything, and he followed him home, his body smelled of decay, and he sat on the bedside and watched him.
After Wang Xuan meditated, he fell asleep again.
Sure enough, the old monk came again, with dark skin and blood dripping from his eyes. He sat motionless at the head of the bed and looked at him, saying nothing, but it was scary enough.
Wang Xuan did not wake up, and the scene he imagined appeared. Another he, holding a large black gold stick, smashed it directly at the head of the old monk sitting cross-legged on the head of the bed. He was not gentle at all. intense.
He figured it out clearly, since the remaining spiritual energy at the moment cannot interfere with the world, nor can it hurt his spirit, and those who come back are not good, he doesn't need to get used to it, he just shoots it.
Otherwise, if he encounters some again in the future, he will have to offer it up like an uncle, and he will have to die of exhaustion.
With a bang, the old monk exploded. Before he collapsed, he seemed to be deeply surprised, and there was a look of astonishment in those dead gray eyes.
"Since you have a request from others, speak well, and don't put on such a posture!" Wang Xuan, who was holding the Wujin stick, scolded. As for the id, he still slept and did not wake up.
After a while, the old monk reappeared. This time, he didn't sit by the bed. Although his eyes were still bleeding and his body was black and rotten, he was very self-conscious, stood farther away, and folded his back.
In an instant, a hazy Buddha's light shone down, reflecting an extremely blurry scene. There were Arhats sitting cross-legged, and the Bodhi tree swayed and chanted.
In his sleep, Wang Xuan's subconscious became violently active, and when he saw the blurred and almost scattered scenes, he was not awakened immediately, but was attracted. Was there really a Bodhisattva in the past?
In those scenes, stone pagodas were scattered, ancient temples disintegrated, bodhisattvas vacated the sky, golden arhats rose up, bodhi trees rose from the ground, and in the rain of light sprinkled by the Buddha's light, those sacred scenes entered the deep space.
What does it mean? Wang Xuan wondered, this is the picture the old monk showed him, do you want to ask him?
Soon, the old monk seemed unable to hold on, and those originally blurred scenes were fragmented, no longer existed, and could no longer be manifested.
The old monk himself was unsteady, and his almost rotten form began to become a little blurry.
At this time, from his unstable state, Wang Xuan was surprised to notice the details that he had neglected before. When the old monk faded away and was about to disappear, it seemed as if there was a thick curtain covering his decaying body.
Then, Wang Xuan woke up. Because his subconscious was vigorously active, he got up from his deep sleep.
"It's weird, the old monk seems to be coming from the dark, manifesting himself in a far away place, trying his best to do this, and the female alchemist always standing in front of me, I didn't notice that The original details, maybe they are all in a very distant land, so it seems that the female alchemist is extremely powerful, far surpassing the old monk."
After some meditation, Wang Xuan fell asleep again. That night, he made up his mind to "have a good chat" with the old monk.
The old monk reappeared, still walking from the darkness, with a blurred figure. In his demonstration, it seemed that he stepped out of the stone wall and broke the iron chain that bound his body.
Although Wang Xuan's subconscious was not awake, it was shaking violently again. Could it be that the old monk was trapped in the rock wall and was released by him after absorbing the mysterious factor at night?
Then, another Wang Xuan appeared, the scene he had imagined earlier, still holding a big stick, and said: "Since there is a request from others, why don't you show your sincerity? Ordinary people ask the Buddha for incense, what should the Buddha ask for ordinary people? In the early years, a female alchemist entered my dream, and it was said that I was ranked in the fairy class."
The 3000th female university ranked in the immortal class. Although Wang Xuan did not dare to talk nonsense like this, he was inspired to ask the old monk for benefits.
At this time, Xiao Wang was really fearless and prepared to bribe Fosso!
The old monk was in a daze, and then silently demonstrated a boxing technique, did it really benefit him? !
Wang Xuan's subconscious can naturally be seen and quickly memorized. This is like... Donkey Kong Fist? Moreover, there are just a few over and over.
The old monk was very dedicated. He demonstrated clearly how to exert his strength and how to vibrate all parts of his body, including the five internal organs.
Donkey Kong Boxing is indeed a secret skill. When he was in the Great Montenegro, Sun Chengkun, a man in black, used it. Even Wang Xuan couldn't bear to practice the golden body technique. His fingers were almost broken, and his nails were opened by a terrible force.
The old monk's performance was incomplete. He was trying to stretch his body, but he was unable to do what he wanted. He could only demonstrate this step.
Wang Xuan woke up again, sat cross-legged on the bed and said, "If you can continue to show me that kind of boxing, it will appear in my dream, if not, don't disturb me to sleep, I will wake up tomorrow. I'll think about your question carefully later."
He recalled that kind of boxing, which seemed to be somewhat different from the Donkey Kong Boxing of the Man in Black.
In the end, Wang Xuan entered a dream, but the old monk did not reappear.
Until early in the morning, Wang Xuan woke up, seriously recalled the experience in his dream, and began to slowly perform that kind of punch. He felt that the external posture was easy to follow, but the vibration and force of various parts of the body were quite difficult!
"No hurry, take your time. Today, I still need to go to the Pufa Temple to solve the problem of the old monk."
Wang Xuan felt that the scenes in the dream, the departure of the Bodhisattva, the disintegration of the ancient temple, and the rise of the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree, may all be related to some historical events in reality~IndoMTL.com~ As long as he knows the inside story, Then the riddle about the old monk can be solved, and this mysterious incident can be completely dealt with.
Early in the morning, Wang Xuan came to the Pufa Temple again.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, how could he feel like Lao Chen? Are you delusional? The old colleague was frightened and went to Xinxing. Two days ago, Wang Xuan was on the phone with Aoki. He didn't hear that Lao Chen was coming back, and Aoki said that Lao Chen would stay there for a while.
"No, it's Old Chen!" Wang Xuan thinks he will never hear it wrong, how keen his perception is now.
In order to confirm, he quickly rushed to a courtyard and found Lao Chen.
From Wang Xuan's point of view, Lao Chen was exuding an ominous aura all over his body. After all, he was surrounded by a female alchemist who couldn't solve it. Wang Xuan turned around and left, not wanting to be implicated by Lao Chen again.
However, when he turned around, Lao Chen also saw him, and he ran faster than him!
What's the situation? Obviously wrong! Wang Xuan was deeply surprised, why did Lao Chen run away when he saw him? Shouldn't he come to complain and ask him to invite the "celestial" away?
Wang Xuan immediately realized that Lao Chen, who loves fishing, didn't hold back his idea. He was hiding something from him. Fortunately, he responded very quickly, and he turned around and went after Lao Chen.
"Old Chen, I see you, stop!"
The morning glow was shining, and many people had come to the temple to offer incense. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lao Chen didn't want to attract attention, so he stopped abruptly and walked back calmly.
"Where in life do we not meet." Wang Xuan greeted.
"Meeting is just around the corner." Although Lao Chen had thick dark circles under his eyes, he was quite calm, and the old **** responded.
"The fate is indescribable." An old monk passing by looked at the two of them in surprise, interjected, and then walked away.