The beauty of this deity is the best in the world of self-cultivation

The secret of Chiang Rai!

The monks present were shaken, looking at this mysterious place that suddenly appeared with burning eyes and breath.

A soft aura shone down from the mountain range, with an incomparably mellow aura, it poured freely on the monks standing below, soaking their bodies inch by inch.The soft touch sweeps across the body surface, making people feel as if they are in a warm hot spring, warm and comfortable.

Ye Shangqiu was in a trance for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously grabbed a slightly slender wrist in his hand, and then lost his last breath in a burst of dazzling white light. consciousness.

When Ye Shangqiu woke up, the bamboo hat on his head had already been taken off, and the scenery in front of him was very different.He half raised his body, the young little holy monk noticed his movements and looked over leisurely, with a smile on his lips: "Master is awake."

Ye Shangqiu closed his eyes, stood up from the ground, and responded lightly, with a hoarse voice: "En."

Shang Yuci also stood up from the ground.

The place where they are staying now looks like a lair where some ferocious beast lives. The ground is covered with a layer of dry turf. At a glance, you can still see some traces of being slept on, exuding a faint fishy smell.

This fishy smell is not very strong, and if you smell it carefully, you can even smell a little sweetness hidden in it.

Most people would not pay much attention to this subtle sweet fragrance, but Ye Shangqiu was different, besides being a Taoist cultivator, he was also a pharmacist.

Smelling this strange yet familiar sweet smell, coupled with the surrounding environment they are in now, Ye Shangqiu almost turned his head reflexively, looking into the depths of the lair.

Shang Yuci smirked slightly and didn't speak, just looked at Ye Shangqiu calmly and kindly, his whole body was peaceful and peaceful.

Ye Shangqiu took a few glances into the depths of the lair, but instead of going in, he turned his head and looked down at Shang Yuci.

Shang Yu said: "?"

Ye Shangqiu looked at him silently, with a hint of deep thought in his eyes.

He himself had the experience of stripping and merging the sub-souls, and after his sub-souls merged with the main body, the memory was also merged into the main body's memory, so Ye Shangqiu was naturally more sensitive to these things .

The cultivation world is not a peaceful and beautiful place.In bright or dark corners, there are some... things happening every day.

Duoshe, in the world of comprehension, is not only a forbidden language, but also secretly stimulates the hearts of monks.

Who wouldn't want to take another life under the overthrow of the heaven?As long as he succeeds in seizing the house, he will once again have a long lifespan, and once again have the opportunity to pursue the Dao.

As for Shang Yuci, Ye Shangqiu vaguely knew that he was not an ordinary teenager.The calmness and self-sufficiency beyond his peers, the progress of his cultivation that is almost against the sky, and his eyes that seem to be bored from time to time, and seem to see through everything, all clearly show that he is not an ordinary A young Buddhist monk.

Shang Yuci ignored a group of elders who had higher cultivation attainments than him in the competition of accepting apprentices, and followed him without hesitation.Ye Shangqiu didn't know why Shang Yuci chose him, after all, the way he looked at that time... No matter how you look at it, it was quite dilapidated.

What is the purpose of Shang Yuci?Is he the power to seize the house...or is it something else?

He brought him here, what did he know?What kind of purpose does it have?

Shang Yuci frowned slightly, his eyes darkened, and there was a soft smile on his lips: "Master?"

"You..." Ye Shangqiu said in a low voice, paused, "Why did you follow me?"

Shang Yu said: "..."

He said helplessly and dotingly, "Of course it's because disciples cannot do without Master."

Ye Shangqiu frowned, and said coldly: "You know what I'm talking about."

Shang Yuci smiled slightly, and tilted his head: "Master, don't worry... this disciple will not harm you."

He is not very old - at least from his appearance, he is just a young boy of twelve or thirteen.There are lumps of baby fat on her delicate and pretty face. When she tilts her head and looks at people with a smile, those round and bright obsidian-like eyes reveal a little bit of innocence.

Ye Shangqiu looked at him quietly, as if trying to figure out whether what he said was true or not.

Shang Yuci also smiled and looked at him.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Shangqiu finally moved.With a cold face, under Shang Yuci's slightly surprised gaze - he stretched out his hand and gently squeezed the young man's fair and soft face.

Shang Yu said: "..."

"Whether a man or a man can kiss you, Master Yuxiao, please respect yourself..." He pursed his lips, a smile melted in his eyes, and said with a soft sigh, "Master, don't hurry up, the master of this lair But it's coming back."

This time it was Ye Shangqiu's turn to "...".

He took a deep look at Shang Yuci, then turned around, slipped out several bottles of pills from his hand, put his fingertips lightly on the corks, and walked deep into the lair.

Shang Yuci's eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers crossed a bodhi counting bead, and there was a light "click".

He smiled, a golden light flashed in his eyes, he waved his hand to set a circle around the entrance of the lair, and walked slowly along Ye Shangqiu's footsteps.

The lair looked very deep from the outside, but when he was actually inside, Ye Shangqiu didn't feel any darkness at all.He looked at the corner where the dazzling light was faintly shining, his heart moved, his fingers holding the jade bottle tightened a little, and then he walked over quickly.

So when Shang Yuci walked in, he saw his master with outstanding appearance and awe-inspiring demeanor at a glance... With his clothes lifted, his head lowered, he squatted on the ground holding a piece of jade, wondering what he was digging.

Beside him grew a fruit tree with a strange appearance, about the height of a five or six-year-old child, with sparse branches and leaves, and a few plump and round yellow fruits hung on the bare stems, bright and clear, exuding a A strange fragrance.

As soon as the fragrance came into his nostrils, Shang Yuci felt the real energy in his dantian tremble slightly, and it turned out to be agitated with excitement.

The hot current has been swimming in his body, Shang Yuci frowned: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva... Form is emptiness, emptiness is form... Colorless, sound and fragrance."

As soon as he spoke the Dharma, as soon as the Buddhist mantra of purifying the heart came out, the majestic Buddha's light suddenly spread from behind Shang Yuci, and the golden light containing great purity and supernatural power surrounded him, instantly dispelling the strange heat. The pressure went down.

The faint colorless fruity fragrance still lingers on Shang Yuci's body without giving up. Shang Yuci's eyes are slightly closed, and he is counting the Zen beads in his hands unhurriedly. When the beads collide, the ticking sound is endless, just like a song. Like a very ethereal Buddhist music, it gently and calmly peels off the fruity aroma layer by layer.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Shangqiu who was squatting aside.

For the first time, Ye Shangqiu saw Shang Yuci's actions in a real sense.The young man's voice was clear and clear with a little hoarseness. When he recited the Buddha's gatha in a low voice, it seemed to contain the most compassionate Buddha's vows, pure and beautiful.Layers of Buddha's light surged from his body, and the flood of gold stained his snow-white monk robe. The cinnabar on the center of his eyebrows was reflected red by the Buddha's light, and the fingertips that were touching the beads were calm and slender.

This looks different from the usual Shangyu Ci.It is true that the usual Shang Yu Ci also looks reserved and holy, and the compassionate aura of Foxiu always surrounds him, making him softer and nobler.But Ye Shangqiu has been with him for so long, he has long been vaguely aware of the... killing instinct under the skin of the young monk.

Dharma is higher than him, but it is just a means of killing.

Shang Yuci, who had just recited the Buddha's gatha, got closer to the person in Ye Shangqiu's imagination.

He is compassionate and ruthless.Killing is hidden under compassion, like a sharp knife coated with honey.

very dangerous.Almost immediately, Ye Shangqiu's consciousness fed back such a message to him.

"Master, what are you doing watching this disciple?" He looked at Ye Shangqiu for a while, then asked with a smile.

Ye Shangqiu: "..."

As if he was too lazy to deal with this madman, he turned his head, carefully dug a small hole in the ground, then dug out in the storage ring, and found a large bronze-colored jar, opened the seal, and filled it with The things poured into the small pit.

Shang Yuci recognized it at a glance, isn't that jar the concoction that Ye Shangqiu made before in front of those disciples?

He raised his eyebrows curiously, watching Ye Shangqiu move carefully there.

Jade is a soulless spiritual thing born in accordance with the way of heaven. It is not stained with cause and effect, and is not stained with grievances. Good jade can even isolate spiritual breath... The piece of jade in Ye Shangqiu's hand is the top-grade spiritual jade after it is broken. The remaining remnant jade still vaguely carries the rhythm of heaven.

The green concoction looks really ordinary. After being poured out of the jar by Ye Shangqiu, it seeped into the soil very quickly, and then it was only a matter of a few breaths. There seemed to be something wriggling underneath, and then the wet water stain disappeared instantly.

With the disappearance of the water stains, the fruit tree seemed to be raised a few inches, and a few young leaves appeared on the bare branches. The yellow and bright fruits turned bright red, and the fragrance became more and more pleasing.

It's as if...they have spanned a long period of time, directly changing from green to mature.

Ye Shangqiu looked at the changes in this fruit tree, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, and said softly, "It's done."

Shang Yuci also showed a smile, walked over, and stretched out his hand to pull Ye Shangqiu up: "Master, this is...?"

Ye Shangqiu, who was carried away by the boy with one hand: "..."

The author has something to say:

Shang·Strengthening the mountain and overwhelming the world·Young saint monk·Yu Ci (smiling)

Ye · was slipped up by his apprentice · Champion of Innovative Alchemy Contest · Shangqiu: ...

Once again, the descriptions of Buddhism and Taoism and the rest of the main character of Buddhist cultivation are all the author's own imagination, and have nothing to do with real religious monks~ Thank you, mua!