Raised a poor little

This question was too heavy, and Xu Yuezhi didn't know how to answer it.

Fortunately, Master Xuanyi did not have the intention of waiting for him to give an answer, and quickly continued the following topic:

"On the day of the funeral, I still didn't give up. I replaced his body with a cover-up and brought it to Lingyin Temple."

Master Xuan Yi raised his head slightly, recalling what happened at that time:

"The gate of Lingyin Temple is right in front of you, but I said a lot of big words when I parted with the abbot, and now it has been fulfilled one by one by the abbot. I really have no face to see the abbot again, so I have to go under the cliff I have set up a spiritual formation, intending to use all the Buddha's blood in my body to make the last attempt."

The cultivation paths of Buddhist cultivation and Taoist cultivation are different.Daoxiu relies on accumulating spiritual power, suddenly realizing the great way of heaven and earth, and broadening one's mind.

But Buddhist practice relies on practicing Zen and accumulating merit, doing good deeds every day.The more intelligent a person is, the more he can answer questions for others, give and preach, and the more merit he can accumulate.

For every 81 merits accumulated, one more drop of Buddha's blood will condense in the dantian of the Buddha.According to legend, if you accumulate enough [-] drops of Buddha's blood, you can turn into a real Buddha in the flesh and ascend smoothly.

The Buddha's blood flowed between the dantians and turned into a golden liquid.But having strong spiritual power is something more precious than the heart and blood in Buddhist practice.It is also a manifestation of the strength of Buddhism.

A rough calculation shows that Master Xuan Yi was in the Mahayana stage at that time, half-step to become a Buddha.In the dantian, there are about seventy or eighty drops of Buddha's blood.

"What happened later?" Xu Yuezhi had a bad premonition when he recalled that Master Xuan Yi was still asleep.

"Later, in order to prevent someone from intervening in the middle, I not only pulled up the barrier, but also made the illusion that I had passed away on the cliff."

"It's a pity that this time it failed without a doubt." Master Xuan Yi smiled wryly. "Bringing the dead back to life is inherently forbidden by the law of heaven, but I am obsessed with it."

On the cliff 800 years ago, Master Xuan Yi placed a prohibition against the sky to change fate.

Afterwards, he cut his wrist and urged his spiritual power to force out all the Buddha's blood in his dantian.

The golden blood fell on the emperor's body drop by drop, and hundreds of thousands of merits disappeared in the blink of an eye.

If other Buddhist cultivators saw this scene, they would definitely feel distressed to death.After all, every drop is not only blood essence, but also a hundred thousand merits accumulated with hard work!

But Master Xuan Yi has no time to take care of these.If the Buddha's blood can really save that person, even if he is not afraid of cutting the Buddha's bones, what if the Buddha's blood is scattered all over his body?

It's a pity that Heavenly Dao didn't give Master Xuan Yi the opportunity to exchange his life's merits for another person.

Only a million merits were scattered, and the heavens sent down thunderstorms.The howling and ferocious thunder struck straight at Master Xuanyi and the person in the center of the formation with lightning.

Naturally, Master Xuanyi couldn't let the emperor get hurt. When the sky thunder landed, he flew up and tightly protected the emperor's body.

If you lose the Buddha bone, you lose your merit.Even a generation of arrogance and power like Master Xuan Yi is still somewhat powerless.

Forced by the law of heaven, Master Xuan Yi had no choice but to hold the emperor's body, seal the five senses in the barrier under the cliff, and sleep forever.

It was agreed at the beginning: hold your hand and grow old with you.

Sleeping together in life, sharing the same acupuncture point in death.

Things should have ended here.But no one expected that the black-robed Moxiu who had already escaped came back to search again, and happened to find Master Xuanyi and his enchantment.

If you can't get the Buddha's bones, it's also great to get the Buddha's blood and Buddha's relics.

The black-robed Moxiu rolled his eyes, took out a bottle of hell magma he brought from the Demon Realm, and poured it around the barrier.

As soon as the hell magma landed on the ground, it expanded hundreds of times, and firmly covered the enchantment of Master Xuanyi.

This hell magma from the Demon Realm has extremely strong corrosive and burning abilities.Even if it is a great power in the Mahayana period, it is difficult to resist for too long.After the barrier is burned and broken, the hell magma will continue to burn Master Xuanyi's body.In the end, he got the Buddha's blood and Buddha's relics that were burned but not melted.

A year later, what the black-robed Moxiu never expected was that the Buddha bones that fell under the cliff and merged into the ground gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

The powerful and turbulent spiritual power was condensed by this newly born, still somewhat ignorant spiritual intelligence, instinctively turned into a secret realm, and then gradually turned into a realm spirit.

In this way, Master Xuanyi guarded the emperor's body, while Jing Ling guarded Master Xuanyi's Buddha blood and Buddhist relics, and they were intertwined, unable to break the situation.

Finally, after waiting for 800 years, Jingling chose someone who it thought was worth entrusting, and sent it in to break the balance and awaken Master Xuanyi.

Xu Yuezhi told Master Xuanyi everything that happened outside.

I thought Master Xuan Yi would go out with him smoothly, but unexpectedly the other party still shook his head stubbornly.

"I won't go out, I will stay here with him."

Xu Yuezhi was dumbfounded.

No wonder Jingling spent 800 years here, but still failed to wake up Master Xuanyi.

It turned out that he was awake, but he didn't want to wake up at all!

"The world is in chaos, and the emperor's descendants are almost unable to sit still. The people are also displaced, and it takes one person to stand up and turn the tide of the war."

Xu Yuezhi started to talk nonsense with his eyes wide open, trying to use the fetters of the outside world to attract Master Xuanyi out.

Unexpectedly, Master Xuan Yi was not fooled at all: "The times change, and the way of heaven is like this. Why should we forcefully block it?"

Um?Why impose obstacles?

But that’s not what you said or did in the memory fragment just now!

You even rushed to the battlefield and helped the emperor fight the country!

you say!Is it you that the general who protects the country that the people keep talking about is talking about you!

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Xu Yuezhi had to change his mind and continue to try: "The spiritual power in the cultivation world is gradually thinning out, and the prosperity of Lingyin Temple is gone."

Thinking about being so good to you, senior abbot, shouldn't you go out and do a favor?

"Flowers have prosperity, but also decline. All things in the world are like this, it's just fate."

Master Xuan Yi still shook his head.

Xu Yuezhi: "..."

This monk is so stubborn, the reasoning doesn't make sense, and it seems that he can't beat him...

"It's been 800 years, if you don't wake up, you and him will be burned to ashes together!"

Master Xuanyi smiled, and saw the tricks: "It sounds good, doesn't it?"

Xu Yuezhi: "..."

This monk is so difficult to deal with!It's simply stubborn and stubborn.

If he doesn't care about these things, what does he care about?How can we break the game?

Just as Xu Yuezhi frowned and was thinking hard, a familiar voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Cub? I'm done. How are you doing?"

Xu Yuezhi suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The factor that breaks the game is not the matter, but the people!

It's not that Master Xuanyi doesn't care about external affairs, it's just that this caring is too superficial, and it's more like caring about certain things because of certain people.

He doesn't care about the matter itself, but the impact it has on the person he cares about!

So when the person he cares about falls asleep, he will naturally choose to sleep too.

Conversely, if you want him to wake up, unless that person wakes up too!

But when you think about it this way, it's even more frustrating. How did Jing Ling let him do something that a big boss who was born with Buddha bones couldn't do it?

Nothing!

Xu Yuezhi briefly told Shi Zhuo the ins and outs of the matter, together with his own conjecture.

Shi Zhuo was silent for a while, looking at his own cub who was in a dilemma, he resolutely knocked on the window of 007——

"Hello? Is 007 there? I want krypton gold!"