Cultivate Wujian and Raise a White Dragon

There was a thunderstorm, and it rained at some point.

Lou Jia grabbed Bu Qingyun's hand, forced to spread his palm, saw the extremely ugly scorched black lotus flower print, was furious, held his hand tightly, didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and stared at Bu Qingyun with big eyes. Qingyun, use silence to ask him for an explanation.

"He followed me with a ray of spiritual consciousness," Bu Qingyun, who hadn't explained to Wu Boli just now, took the initiative to confess, and added a comment, "Probably, he wanted to see me regret it."

"What do you regret?" Lou Jia was puzzled.

Bu Qingyun said vaguely: "I don't know either."

Lou Jia looked at Bu Qingyun suspiciously.

This person was very nagging, very annoying, never answered the question straightforwardly, but this time he took the initiative to confess, which made Lou Jia wonder if he was hiding something more serious.

But Bu Qingyun looked like a gentleman with a magnanimous stick, and the increasingly thin rain wetted his long-haired clothes, but he didn't see any distress at all, as if standing in the secluded green hills between the sky and the earth, not disturbed by thunderstorms, but appeared Lou Jia's guess is stingy.

Really good at putting on a show, Lou Jia put down Bu Qingyun's hand and said angrily: "Cover it! I don't want it to listen to us."

Beside the mountain path they were walking on, the flowing water in the river receded downward at a strange speed. It was obviously close to a heavy rain, and the water was not increasing but decreasing.

Bu Qingyun looked at the dark clouds on the mountain in the distance, sighed, and said in a soothing tone: "It can't be done now. We have to go back."

Wu Boli interrupted and asked, "Why?"

"Mountain floods are coming. Let's go save people."

As soon as the words fell, the water that had just receded quickly rushed down a hundred times faster, and the clear river suddenly turned yellow, and some small trees that grew close to the water were washed away by their roots.

On the top of the mountain, Lou Jia instantly remembered those beautiful bamboo houses on the mountainside of the Fengzu, and understood the priorities. He wanted to help Bu Qingyun, and said, "I can fly to the sky to stop the rain."

"No."

Lou Jia looked at Bu Qingyun in surprise.

"Why?" Lou Jia didn't understand, "Aren't you trying to save people?"

This time Qingyun took Loujia's hand and said seriously: "This is not a small wind or rain, but a torrential rain and mountain torrent. Human life is at stake. There are countless karma in it. You have never interfered with human affairs, so you shouldn't be contaminated by this." Cause and effect. Even if you are the supreme spirit of heaven and earth, if you go against the sky! If you do it, you will still have to pay the price."

"I don't understand." Lou Jia looked at the somewhat unfamiliar Bu Qingyun. Although Bu Qingyun had always been weird, this time it was really strange to the point of contradicting himself. "You say you want to save people every day, but now But you don’t allow me to save, don’t tell me you don’t need to pay for saving people?”

Bu Qingyun retorted: "That's the same. I practice Buddhism and do good deeds, and I should be happy to accept the karma."

It's that nonsense again.

Lou Jia rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Yes, you monks are amazing, since you have to pay for saving people, I will accompany you to save people, you will bear half of the price, and I will bear half of the price, you practice Buddhism, I will cultivate you, okay? "

Bu Qingyun was stunned for a moment, Lou Jia turned into a white dragon, flew away into the sky, submerged into the black clouds, the rolling thunder gradually weakened.

"My lord." Wu Boli reminded.

The two rushed back in a hurry, just catching up with the horses and chariots from the nearby towns who came to help the Wind Clan transfer.It turns out that the mountains and rivers here are abundant in rainfall, and mountain torrents are prone to occur in the summer season, so there is an emergency method by convention. No matter which mountain has a torrent, the nearby towns will do their best to help.Bu Qingyun and Wu Boli joined in to help the old and the young, but they did not attract extra attention.

Some Fengzu people whose family members were swept away by the flash flood refused to leave, and were forcibly dragged into the car, crying endlessly.The scene is quite orderly amidst the chaos, it can be seen that habit has become natural, and a tenacious vitality emerges from the tragic scene.

There were not enough horses and chariots, so Wu Boli and the young and middle-aged man hurried away with the last group of old and weak on their backs.

At this time, the thunder had stopped, and the rain was only a drizzle. Bu Qingyun looked around, only to see the mud and sand rolling, buildings falling and people falling, and the ground was in a mess.

Suddenly, he heard a faint cry.

Bu Qingyun used his spiritual energy to search for the crying sound, but there was no one left or right, so he had to follow the sound, and finally found the frightened child on the top of a big tree.

The child was tied with a cloth rope, and the broken foundation of the building remained beside the big tree. Maybe the child's parents tied the child to the big tree outside the bamboo building when the flash flood came.The bamboo building has collapsed, the big tree has also been washed up, and the top of the tree is soaring above the water, and it will be washed away in a short time.

Bu Qingyun covered the soles of his feet with aura, not daring to step on it, carefully walked down from the river bank, hooked the branches of the tree tops as quickly as possible, held the child's calf with one hand, and untied the cloth rope with the other.Presumably the parents were eager to save their son, so they tied the cloth rope so tightly that they couldn't untie it all at once.

When the child saw someone coming, he sobbed and cried!Come on, crying louder and louder, the good thing is that he didn't struggle and move around.

Bu Qingyun has rich experience in rescuing people, but he doesn't know how to coax children. He just said "don't be afraid" repeatedly. I don't know if the Wind Clan child can understand it, but it is sure that it is useless. The child is almost dumb from crying.

When the cloth rope was finally untied, Bu Qingyun also breathed a sigh of relief, and walked back with the child in his arms.

"Bu Qingyun!"

Lou Jia stopped the torrential rain and flew down contentedly, ready to claim credit with Bu Qingyun, but saw a horrifying scene.

Half of the mountain collapsed suddenly, and the earth and rocks fell into the river in an instant like flowing water, pushing the broken trees and buildings to rush downstream, and Bu Qingyun on the opposite side was instantly caught in the turbulent flow and disappeared.

Lou Jia only had time to catch the child who was wrapped up by Bu Qingyun with spiritual power with his tail.The child was terrified, staring blankly at the white dragon in front of him, trembling all over, holding the cloth rope in his arms.

Bailong gritted his teeth, threw the child to Wu Boli who had just returned, covered himself with spiritual energy, and fell headlong into the turbulent current.

If he hadn't been hit on the waist by a broken tree stump, Bu Qingyun would have escaped a long time ago. Although he didn't use his spiritual energy easily, he still wouldn't deliberately find fault.No matter how far he has practiced, people who are afraid of water are still afraid of water, especially in critical moments. Bu Qingyun was only a step too slow, and he was sucked into the turbulent current full of broken trees, buildings, yellow sand and boulders. I couldn't find the north after smashing all kinds of things.

By the time he climbed out of the water with a piece of something in his hands, he had already been washed away for an unknown number of miles.

Bu Qingyun lay on his stomach and coughed desperately, coughing out the sand that he accidentally swallowed at the beginning, and brought out some blood from the injured waist and abdomen.He was too lazy to move at first, but when he sensed the huge spiritual power coming from the water, he immediately healed his wounds, cleaned up the muddy water all over his body, wiped the blood he coughed up with his hands, and turned his head, just in time to see the little white dragon coming out of the water.

"Bu Qingyun, are you sick?" Bai Long asked seriously.

Bu Qingyun looked down, and announced his discovery to Xiao Bailong with a look of surprise on his face: "Look, this is half of the stage."

This is indeed the corner of the stage, floating in the river like a triangular cone, Bu Qingyun is lying on the top, and the wooden railing is carved with princes and generals, it can be speculated that it should be the left front corner of the stage, the technique is quite ancient, the wood It is also very beautiful, presumably it is an ancient stage that has been handed down, and it is even a pity that it is so messed up.

"Step! Green! Cloud!"

Confirm with Reiki!After Bu Qingyun was not injured, Bailong immediately bared his teeth.

"Don't be angry," Bu Qingyun scratched Xiao Bailong's chin with the other hand, "I'm fine, I was careless for a while."

Bailong didn't accept it, avoiding his hand, and said angrily: "You know how to use spiritual energy to throw others out first, why didn't you also rescue yourself? Do you think that I dare not lock you up? Perhaps, in your Before saving someone with my life next time, should I kill him first?"

He was so angry that he didn't choose what to say, Bailong was really angry this time.

After hearing this, Bu Qingyun became serious: "I'm afraid of water, and I forgot myself for a while, it's my own fault, don't blame others."

"You can obviously save him with spiritual power directly." Bai Long pointed out the most important point.

"It was my choice to save him, and I will bear the karma of changing his life." Bu Qingyun explained helplessly, "If I use spiritual power to save him, the spiritual power is connected to the heaven and earth, and it will always affect his fate. , I don’t know how the destiny will ask him to repay, isn’t it because of me?”

Bai Long looked at him like a madman: "Have you forgotten that if you don't save him, he's already dead! If you save him, he's still alive, so what's the point of paying a little price?"

Bu Qingyun shook his head: "You don't understand."

"Then explain it!"

Bu Qingyun looked at Youyou Cangtian, and slowly said: "To save him and change his life, I owe a karma to my life. Using spiritual power to save him will directly affect his fate, so I not only owe a karma to my life, but also a karma." He has a karma, and I will have entanglements with his fate, and I can't get rid of it until I pay off."

Bai Long was very angry: "What kind of strange reasoning is this! There is no such thing as saving people and paying them back!"

Bu Qingyun lowered his eyes: "This is Buddhism."

Bailong announced to Tiandi: "Then I hate Buddhism!"

But Bu Qingyun laughed, and indulged: "If you hate it, you can hate it, but don't really hate people."

"why?"

"You are the supreme spirit of heaven and earth. What you hate is the same as heaven and earth. Mortals can't bear it."

What kind of nonsense, Bailong himself didn't know this kind of thing happened, Xiao Xiaobu Qingyun said it as if it was true, "How do you know?"

"I just know." Bu Qingyun played tricks again.

"Then I hate you," Bai Long said angrily.

Bu Qingyun lowered his head and smiled.

What are you laughing laughing!Bailong rolled up Qingyun with one tail, flew to the place where Wu Boli was, threw it down, and ran away.

If you don't run again, you will really be pissed off by Bu Qingyun.

Wu Boli looked worriedly at Bu Qingyun who was left behind, but found that Bu Qingyun seemed inexplicably in a good mood.

"What about the child?"

"I'm sent to a place of refuge."

Bu Qingyun nodded, wrapped the lotus flower seal in his palm with aura, and said in an unusually casual tone: "Wu Boli, sit down, I have something to say."

At this time, the river was full of mud and sand, and there was a drizzle between the sky and the earth, and there was no one in the field, only two people were sitting opposite each other.

"Three days later, I went to Yanghua Town and rested outside the Xiaoyao Inn. The storyteller in the hall said that the "Fengshen" Liuhun Banner section, Bailong thought it was boring."

"Thirty days later, when we arrived at Qiling Pass, a porter passed by, selling longan. Bailong was curious and was very happy to eat."

"After 130 days, when I travel to Tianzhu, all the monks welcome me, and the whole country celebrates."

"After 230 days, Bodhi Bodhisattva, sit down and talk about the Buddha. I am slightly better than you. Your master left in a huff."

"330 days later, the fierce beast Qiongqi appeared in the world. Your master asked me to punish the evil. When I was about to seal Qiongqi, my spiritual power went wrong. The giant snake Naga came forward and knocked me down to the endless hell on the charge of 'slandering the Dharma'."

"Bailong sensed that something happened to me, your master tricked Bailong into Wuxian to save me."

"In 330 days, your master called himself the World Honored One, and erased all my imprints on the world, leaving only my dharma name. Everything I did was turned into what he did, and all the monks worshiped him as the Buddha."

"From now on, there will be no me in the world."

"Before I left Tianzhu, I erased my Dharma name, so you can't remember and forget my dispute with him about Dharma."

"Poor monk, light the lamp."

What he said was like thunderbolts exploding between the sky and the earth, and the sky and the earth here were once again dark and windy.

Wu Boli sat on the ground blankly, at a loss.

"I don't understand?" Wu Boli murmured.

Bu Qingyun, perhaps he should be called Ran Deng, sighed: "This is an illusion, not reality."