I am the seventeenth prince

Chapter 87 Chapter 088

The temple is small and square in shape.

Passing through the temple gate is a somewhat empty courtyard, with a four-legged bronze tripod placed in the middle, burning incense and rising.

Opposite the door is the open temple door.

Behind the door is an old monk sitting on the futon, holding the Dharma seal with his hands, his face is sometimes benevolent and sometimes angry, like a person with a changeable personality.

Behind the monk is a statue of Avalokitesvara, with eleven faces, with rosary beads, lotus flowers, and water bottles in his hands, which is somewhat different from the statues of Avalokitesvara in the Central Plains.

"The Great Demon Comes to the World."

He watched Li Ye recite a sentence, and his face became more compassionate.

The soldiers following Li Ye were scattered everywhere, and they did not follow Li Ye through the palace gate.

"Master Wu, it turns out that you can speak the Central Plains dialect, which is great." Li Ye said familiarly.

He sat down on the futon opposite to Wu, which made the old novice who led the way a little annoyed, thinking that he didn't know how to respect the man in front of him.

"When I was young, this old man had the opportunity to travel to the Central Plains and master some Central Plains dialect."

Arseni Wu raised his hand to stop the elder novice from wanting to reprimand him, his face suddenly changed, his cheeks were full of anger, and his eyes were fixed on Li Ye.

I saw that Li Ye took off the black cloth straight away, opened his eyelids, and revealed his saber pupils.

call.

It was as if wind was blowing out of nowhere in the hall, and the light seemed to be absorbed by some kind of force, which made Li Ye have a few more black knives flying in the air and dancing on a small scale.

One, two, three, a total of five black knives, made the old monk look at Li Ye in horror as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Master, since you said that I am a demon, please save me. I have absorbed too many distracting thoughts these days, and my whole mind is like being twittered by thousands of people. .”

Li Ye seemed to be talking about a trivial matter.

In fact, these days, he seemed to be bored by all kinds of distracting thoughts in his mind, which made him wake up from sleep for several days.

"The practice of the donor's will makes the old man feel inferior. I have only seen the realm of true and false, and false and true. hope.

It's just a benefactor, your knife is too fierce, it has already affected the process of your reincarnation, and it is your obstacle instead.

It turns out that you are here to let me save you from the fierceness of your sword. I am a Buddha who is merciful. I will do my best for the sake of the common people, but please let me, the novice who has followed me for many years, be spared.

Listening to his chanting more will help to dispel the resentment on your knife. "

Arsenu's face changed suddenly, revealing a compassionate face.

"Yes." Li Ye looked at the nervous old monk and said softly.

"Anonymous, go and take out the classics I hid in the wooden box and give them to the benefactor. In addition, after I die, you will follow the benefactor's side and chant scriptures for him every day. Although it is a bit embarrassing for you, can you do it?"

Arsenic Wu seems to explain the funeral.

"Master, you."

The face of the old monk named Anonymous changed greatly, and he hesitated a little, but under the firm gaze of Wu Wu, he nodded in response.

He walked out of the hall and went to the wing on the left.

"Benefactor, let me see if you can dissipate the fog of will on your knife."

Ashen Wu's face became more and more compassionate.

"Master is really good at practicing, but I can't be as generous as you. You are worthy of being a great monk in the grassland. I admire you."

With a word of praise, Li Ye tugged slightly with his fingers, as if pulling off some kind of cover-up.

The black knife slammed into the black air, and the black air continued to transform into a face, old and young, seemingly small, but it couldn't hide the truth from Zhao Ji and others present.

"I died so badly, Li Ye, you have to come down to accompany me."

"quack."

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The air was flowing, and the sound was very ghostly, far and near, loud and small, like the howling of a ghost, erratic, which made Zhou Dian tremble with fear.

"I'll go, are you still human?"

he asked puzzled.

Ashen Wu's expression became more compassionate, like a saint with the whole world in mind.

"My Buddha is merciful. If the benefactor can practice the Zhunti Dharma of my sect, he will be able to reach the realm pursued by all the monks of our sect 'directly pointing at people's hearts and becoming a Buddha by seeing one's nature'."

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a devil.

Praying to Buddha in reality, chanting Buddha in truth, is the realm that old people are struggling to pursue. "

Suddenly, his face changed rapidly.

Even Zhou Dian thought that this strange old man was going crazy, but unexpectedly, it took less than two seconds.

As Wu's complexion returned to normal, he recited a sentence.

"It's still not enough practice, and I have committed obsession, and I have committed obsession."

Taking a deep breath, he seemed to be blooming with light, and his whole body exuded an aura that made people return to childhood, calming people's anxiety.

"There is no loss of body, no loss of speech, no loss of thought, no abnormal thinking. All body actions follow wisdom, all speech actions follow wisdom, and all mental actions follow wisdom."

As Wenwu recited the scriptures, the light on that body seemed to be exerted with some great power, like turning into a water bottle, a willow branch flew out from the mouth of the bottle, and a drop was light, and it was like the air of water falling on it. touched Li Ye's body.

sizzle.

That qi entered Li Ye's body like water pouring fire, dispelling waves of resentment in his body.

The wailing grimace seemed to be ignited by the light of will, and the faces were scattered.

One two. The grimaces kept disappearing.

But Li Ye's body seemed to hide countless grimaces, and when one disappeared, another appeared again, with no end in sight.

"Uh, uh, uh, uh."

Li Ye's eyes flickered, he bit his lips tightly, and groaned in pain from time to time, but there was a little more emotion between his brows, as if he was happy, like joy.

Gradually getting used to the pain.

Time passed without knowing it.

The sound of chanting sutras for a long time was like a scripture from heaven, hypnotizing Zhou Dian to sleepiness and yawning again and again.

Gradually, he fell asleep.

Evening sunset, into the night.

The simple iron-covered candlestick in the hall lit up candles, illuminating the entire hall.

Li Ye sat quietly, motionless, holding a translated scripture book on his wrist, comparing it with another Sanskrit scripture book, while looking at the description of the three chakras and seven channels in the book.

But his aura grew stronger.

If it is said that during the day, he seems to be covered by a curse, with a long-lasting resentment spreading all over his body, but at this time he still has a curse all over his body, but it has weakened a lot and can be clearly distinguished.

In contrast, the old but vigorous Arsenic Wu is like a terminally ill person, with age spots all over his bare left arm, and there are more and more of them.

His aura continued to weaken in an orderly and slow manner, just like a candle was constantly being burned, but the person who illuminated it was Li Ye.

From form to formless, big without outside, small without inside, vacuum and wonderful existence. What I said is very familiar with my next practice. Li Ye moved his fingers and flipped through the writing on the scriptures.

Just like that, the night passed.

The seven rounds are originally divided into the root chakra, the navel chakra, the sun chakra, the heart chakra, the throat chakra, the eyebrow chakra, and the crown chakra, from bottom to top, neatly arranged, and the theory of spiral energy centers?

This is a bit interesting. Li Ye stayed up all night, constantly observing the classics.

Now that my sword occupies the heart chakra, unless I give up the sword intent, it is absolutely impossible for me to follow the orthodox seven chakra cultivation, but this theory is somewhat similar to the five elements of the Yu Dynasty. Li Ye kept comparing it in his heart. know knowledge.

Suddenly, he heard a loud shout.

He folded his hands together, and the light from his body was compressed into his palm, and with just this push, the ball of light was pushed into Li Ye's body.

"The ability of this old man is limited. I hope that I can do my best to promote the birth of heaven and man. Fortunately, fortunately, Master Hongguang, there is nothing wrong with what you said, nothing wrong."

He was very excited, tilted his head, and swallowed his last breath.

Before he died, he always had a smile on his face, as if he was satisfied, and he was willing to die even if he could see the way he was looking for before he died.

Li Ye closed the classics and looked at Wu Wu who died with his head tilted.

"I'm not as good as you, and deserve my gift."

He stood up and bowed.

(End of this chapter)