Fantasia: The blind man at the beginning starts with playing the erhu

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, under Li Pingan's adjustment.

Monk Changqing's body gradually recovered.

A monk and a blind man can get along quite well.

Changqing has been to many places, local customs, folk stories, and travel experiences.

Li Pingan was very interested.

Li Pingan also has many things that attract Changqing, and the more they chat, the more speculative they become.

The relationship has also become more and more harmonious. Although it is only a few days, a deep friendship has been formed.

Today, Li Ping'an was hoeing at home.

All of a sudden, the energy was exhausted.

The chaotic zhenqi in his body ran wild again, circling and rushing into his dantian.

It hit his heart, making his blood churn.

There was a muffled thunderous sound from his abdomen, and a red blood arrow spurted from his mouth.

"Benefactor Li!"

Monk Changqing stepped forward, his complexion changed slightly.

Pointing to several acupuncture points of Li Pingan, a strong qi emanated from his body.

A terrifying pressure hit Changqing's internal organs directly, forcing his body-protecting zhenqi to half-scatter, and part of it flowed back into the dantian.

Changqing barely supported his body, dissipated most of his strength, and kept Li Pingan with the remaining true energy.

After half an hour, the danger was lifted.

Changqing let out a breath of foul air.

When Li Pingan woke up, it was already late.

Changqing stood by the bed, while adjusting his breath, while recovering the zhenqi that was consumed just now.

Li Pingan found that his "heart pulse" was almost broken, and his blood was extremely weak.

If Changqing hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid he would have become a corpse now.

Come to think of it, fate is really wonderful.

A few days ago, Li Pingan saved Changqing's life.

A few days later, Changqing returned his life.

Everything is fate, everything has a cause and effect...

Who knew that a small act of kindness would save his life at a critical moment.

"Benefactor Li, how do you feel?"

"Don't worry, you can't die. The worst case is that your meridians will be crippled. It's good to be alive."

Li Pingan is very open-minded, he has survived the most difficult days, why should he care about these.

"There is a source of qi in Li Shi's main body that is extremely difficult to dispel. It can't be driven out, can't be dispelled, can't be subdued, and can't be suppressed. It's really strange.

And this breath is like the breath of Buddhism, the donor may have practiced the secret method of Buddhism. "

Li Pingan smiled helplessly, "This is a long story."

Changqing saw that Li Pingan didn't want to say more, so he didn't investigate further.

He said earnestly and earnestly: "The zhenqi in the benefactor's body is extremely unstable now, not only is it difficult to mobilize the zhenqi, but it will also backfire.

If you are not careful, you will die.

The best way now is to get rid of the true energy in the donor's body.

It's just that you and I alone can't do it.

There is another method, I wonder if the benefactor is willing to try it. "

"But it doesn't matter."

Li Pingan has the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, no matter how bad it can be, how bad it can be.

"Buddhist practice is represented by meditation, Confucianism sticks to the middle, Taoism keeps the middle, and Buddhism keeps the emptiness." Therefore, the word "empty" embodies the characteristics of Buddhist gong.

And "empty" means that everything has no substance, and all things are born of conditions.

The so-called "form is emptiness, emptiness is form...."

Seeing that Changqing was off topic, Li Pingan hurriedly opened his mouth to bring the topic back on track.

Changqing coughed lightly in embarrassment, knowing that now is not the time to teach Li Pingan the Buddhist thoughts.

"The little monk worshiped Buddhism since he was a child, and spent more than twenty years learning one Nirvana Sutra.

Use the spirit of the five internal organs to invigorate the blood, and then transfer the veins, muscles and bones, and acupoints to improve aptitude.

Reconcile its nature, revitalize it, mold it into the heart, strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and regulate yin and yang.

Since the body of the donor has the spirit of Buddhism, perhaps one or two can be controlled by this method. "

Li Pingan hesitated for a moment, "The secret method of Buddhism, people in the world of mortals may not be able to understand its mystery."

Changqing smiled faintly, "Benefactor Li is compassionate, optimistic and open-minded, I, Buddha, will bless you.

The little monk is willing to entrust the secret method of Buddhism, in order to repay the benefactor for saving his life that day.

The second is that people who are unwilling to give to the Lord have no way to rescue them in such a catastrophe. "

At the moment, Changqing taught all the mental methods of the Nirvana Sutra, and pointed out various methods of breathing and luck.

Its subtleties are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Even if someone gives pointers, it must be reminded at all times, and the comprehension needs to be understood by the practitioner himself.

If there is no guidance, no written notes, it will be easier said than done if you want to understand the mystery

Unconsciously, Li Pingan blended into it.

Sure enough, I felt that the meridians were smooth, and the pulse gradually returned to normal.

In the morning, I just feel refreshed.

Before I knew it, another day and night passed, after these two days and nights of comprehension.

The more Li Pingan practiced, the more tasteful he became, and he had gained some experience by learning a few styles from the scriptures.

Doing what it says, it doesn't take much effort to put it to use.

Gradually, I felt that the zhenqi in my body seemed to grow stronger, and my skills also improved.

Changqing looked at Li Ping'an, never thought that the other party would have realized something in just two days, and made a small achievement.

He couldn't help sighing deeply: "Benefactor Li has a predestined relationship with my Buddha, if he can enter my Buddhist gate, it will be a great blessing."

Li Pingan just smiled and said nothing.

...........

Lili Shuyun scattered, and a cool breeze was blowing.

During these days, Li Pingan lived in seclusion.

I don't even go to the daily Laqu often, and spend most of my time practicing the Nirvana Sutra.

The more you practice, the less distracting thoughts you will have.

Smelling the smell of the food I usually like to eat, I can't arouse my desire.

Fortunately, the results are still very satisfactory.

Although the chaotic qi in the body has not been completely digested, it can't make any waves anymore.

The rest can only be given to time, a little bit of digestion.

During this process, Li Pingan could clearly feel the changes in his body.

The true qi in my dantian is getting stronger day by day, and it is more vigorous than before.

Between breaths, it's like a feather.

There is a feeling of weight lifting between every breath and breath.

"Guest officer, your dishes are here. Immortal duck, scallops, crucian carp with watercress, pickled fish, fish-flavored eggplant cake, steamed chicken..."

Listening to the waiter in the opposite restaurant shouting, not to mention the guests inside.

Even people outside couldn't help swallowing and spitting when they heard it.

Li Pingan touched his stomach, he didn't really want to become a monk who had no desires or desires.

Immediately, striding into the restaurant, he proudly ordered a table of delicacies.

Finally ordered another jug ​​of wine.

Li Pingan swept away all the dishes on the table by himself at the speed of wind and clouds.

The people around who watched that scene couldn't help being a little surprised.

This is, haven't eaten for a few days?

Li Pingan drank the last glass of wine, digested his food, "Little Er, pay the bill!"

The price was reported readily over there, and then zeroed out for Li Pingan.

Li Pingan frowned slightly when he heard the price, and took out the money from his pocket.

Heart said: "Bad food, not enough money!"

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