Good news, the elder is gone

No one would drown twice in the same river, and even if they did, it would definitely not be Yu Guang.

Xue Wangliu realized the moment she fainted, it was Yu Guang's hands and feet.

It may be that the fear of being drained of spiritual power in the coffin was engraved into his DNA, or it may be that he expected that Qingtian would suck away the remaining spiritual power of the corpse after his death, causing Yuguang to burn in his body. There is poison in it, and anyone who sucks his cultivation base and spiritual power will be poisoned.

In short, I was recruited like this.

Xue Wangliu thought it was his father's bad luck, if he knew it earlier, he would have let Qing Tian suck it and it would have been over, so what kind of bullshit did he join in the fun.

The toxicity came so fiercely and quickly that Xue Wangliu immediately lost consciousness, and it took an unknown amount of time before he felt something again.He only felt that his body was hot and cold and uncomfortable, and he couldn't sleep when he wanted to sleep, and he couldn't open his eyes when he wanted to wake up.

After a while, I became more conscious, and then I vaguely heard someone crying in my ear.

Xue Wangliu really wanted to say that he was not dead yet, could he wait until he was dead before crying.But I also want to know if any of these crying voices belong to Nianshu.

But he remembered that Nianshu was no longer there, and now there was only the Venerable, and the one who wanted to cry was himself again.

But Nianshu is done too. Seeing himself like this, won't he feel a little sad?Xue Wangliu was thinking wildly, remembering that he had a bad face when he passed out, but he didn't think he would cry.

Consciousness became fuzzy again, and the crying in his ears gradually became inaudible. Xue Wangliu could only feel his body shaking, as if he had returned to the wooden bed he slept in when he was a child, and his mother was sitting beside him shaking gently , whispering to the maid beside her, talking about what new clothes to make this spring.

After a while, he seemed to hear Dad's voice, and he asked himself how long he had slept today and whether he was crying or not.

I always recall the past in my mind, like a marquee of memories before death. Could it be that I just kicked my legs, capsized the gutter and died like this?

When it comes to the underworld, Yuguang had better run to reincarnate quickly, so as not to be caught by himself.

Xue Wangliu thought in his heart, the feeling of shaking his body disappeared, and he fell asleep again.It's just that he didn't know how long he had slept, but he seemed to hear someone talking in his ear again.

Listening carefully, it turned out that someone was reciting Buddhist scriptures.Now Xue Wangliu can be sure that there must be one of the people who recite the scriptures.

Help, don't they think they are dead and chant scriptures for salvation?

Xue Wangliu was shocked, the more he listened to the sound of chanting, the more strange it became, he was afraid that if the sound of chanting stopped, he would be sent to the crematorium for civil and military cremation, and at this moment a bell rang.

Xue Wangliu's heart went straight to the bottom of the valley, wanting to ask for whom the bell tolls.

He struggled to open his eyes and sit up, but his body seemed to be filled with lead, and no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.At this moment, suddenly there was a hand gently resting on his forehead.

The voice of chanting in the ear suddenly became louder and clearer, without ups and downs, unintelligible words and sentences, and the wooden fish knocking sound mixed in.

Many people dare to say that listening to Buddhist scriptures is really hypnotic.

Consciousness became more and more blurred, but his body became warmer and warmer. Xue Wangliu struggled weakly in his heart, and kept chanting Master Farewell, Master Farewell, and finally fell asleep amidst the sound of chanting sutras.

Feeling that the people under him became quiet again, and the expression on his face also became calm, Liao slowly withdrew his hand. He looked at Xueliu lying next to him with disheveled hair, without blinking for a long time.

The surrounding chanting stopped, and Venerable Liao Kong looked at the silent Venerable Liao and called softly: "Venerable?"

"Amitabha." Liao said softly, "Let's all disperse, and don't disturb me within ten days."

All the monks faded away, Venerable Liao Kong was the last to walk, he turned his head and saw the Venerable holding the hand of Fairy Xueliu, his heart tightened, he didn't dare to look or think any more, he quickly closed the door and walked out.

The Buddhist hall is quiet, only the sound of breathing is heard, and I hold Xue Wangliu's hand. For a moment, I just feel that the cause and effect of life is really wonderful. The fate between him and Xueliu started with a bowl of donated rice. In the end, the grace was repaid to himself.

In the past when I was Nianshu, I was a little unhappy when I heard that he bought real estate in Fanzhou just to find the monk who gave me a meal, but now I know that this person is me, I just feel ridiculous, sighing that it is fate.

He looked at Xue Wangliu's face, and penetrated his spiritual power into his body bit by bit.In fact, the poison under the jade light is not fatal to the cultivator who crosses the robbery, and he will wake up after a few days of recuperation.But if it breaks out in a fight with someone, and the poisoned person loses consciousness and the ability to resist, the poison is not fatal, but it is also fatal.

Presumably, the Yuguang Immortal had already expected that Qingtian would take advantage of his death to suck away his spiritual power and cultivation base, so he designed it like this.It just hurt Xue Wangliu and made him suffer in vain.

He let out a sigh, and introduced the toxins in Xue Wangliu's body into his own body little by little. The natural Buddha bones can resist all kinds of poisons, and this kind of poison is nothing to him.

It's just that the high pagoda of this Buddhist temple was too empty and quiet. He was used to the excitement around Xue Wangliu, and his habits of more than 2000 years were disrupted.

Liao raised his other hand to touch Xue Wangliu's face, sighed, and slowly closed his eyes.

During these ten days, he treated Xue Wangliu's poison, which was considered as retreat for himself.

Xue Wangliu fell into a deep sleep, not knowing that someone was holding his hand for ten days without letting go, and he didn't even have a dream, just sleeping hard, sleeping until he realized that he was sleeping, he finally opened his eyes .

His eyes slowly focused, Xue Wangliu squinted his eyes and slowly adapted to the light before he realized that he was lying on a soft bed. On the roof in front of him was a painting that said Buddha cut meat and fed eagles, and Buddha Xiu lingered in his nose. Our favorite cold water sandalwood.

He lay on the bed in a daze, and then propped himself up on the bed and sat up slowly. He took a look at the room with a strong Buddhist atmosphere, and before he could call someone, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Xue Wangliu did not expect that after waking up, the first thing she saw would be the young Jane.

"You're finally awake." Young Jane walked quickly to the bed, looking at him with both surprise and joy. Ask: "Junior Sister Xueliu, are you alright?"

Xue Wangliu came back to his senses for a moment, and hurriedly said: "I'm fine, where is this? Is it Foji Island?"

The young Jane nodded: "You have been poisoned. Although Hua Miaochun said that the poison will be slowly resolved by you, you don't need to worry about it, but the Venerable still brought you back to Fojizhou, saying that you can use the Buddha's secret method to slowly dissolve the poison. With treatment, you can wake up early."

"What secret method? Could it be chanting scriptures around me?" Xue Wangliu was puzzled.

Is bald head chanting so powerful?Is this the so-called language power?

The young Jian choked: "Since it is a secret method, I naturally don't know about it. Did you wake up halfway? Why didn't I hear the Venerable talk about it."

"It's not that I'm awake, it's just that I'm just dazed and conscious." Xue Wangliu waved his hands, paused suddenly, and asked, "Where are Ding Hong and the others?"

"They are all fine. Ding Hong and Xiaoyue will stay here to watch over you. If they have something to do tomorrow night, they will go back to Huahanzong to make arrangements and come back in two days." Young Jian said.

Xue Wangliu nodded: "That's good..."

"I've already explained everything to the aristocratic family I came to, and now they all know that you were framed by Yuguang and Qingtian. In addition, the venerable has added a lot by the side. Those rumors about you before I can't hear you anymore."

The young Jian said, but Xue Wangliu smiled, pulled the hair hanging from the side of his face behind his ears and said, "If you say they all believe it? I can't see it."

Yu Guang took out the photo beads in front of so many people, and he didn't deny it under the eyes of everyone. No matter how few words he said, others would believe that he was green and white.

The young Jane was not annoyed, but said: "Have you forgotten the piece of soul that was sealed in the wooden toad on Ming Ye? After that, the venerable pulled out the piece of soul in front of everyone, and everyone saw it." With the appearance of Old Devil Qingtian, even if he has objections, he dare not say anything in person."

"Besides, both Xin Mei and Grandma Qin said that they had received your letter before, and told their disciples not to touch the salted fruit so that they would not get the blood blister." The young Jane paused and said, "Grandma Qin asked me to tell you something. I'm sorry, when she received your letter, she wasn't sure whether it was true or not, and she was also worried about my safety, so she didn't reply to the letter and didn't tell anyone else. So is Grandpa Shu, he..."

"Stop." Xue Wangliu pointed to his head, waved his hand and said, "My head hurts a little, please explain briefly, brother."

The young Jane froze for a moment, then smiled apologetically, "It's because I didn't think carefully. In short, everything has been explained clearly, and the rest will be arranged tomorrow night. Junior sister, you can rest assured of your illness and don't have to worry about it."

Xue Juliu nodded: "Where are the five immortals in Miaoyin Building?"

"Gongshangjiao Zhengyu only has the last two left, and the first three are all dead." Young Jian said softly.

Xue Wangliu was startled, thought for a while and said, "Old Shang should have been killed by Xin Mei, how did the other two die?"

"Elder Jiao was killed by Ding Hong, and Elder Gong was beaten to death by Old Devil Qingtian who sucked up his cultivation base and spiritual power at that time." The young Jane's expression was indifferent, as if saying something was worthless. The thing mentioned, "It's what you deserve, you don't have to think about it."

Xue Wangliu smiled: "I have nothing to think about, it's just... where is Lou Xianyun?"

"The fifth elder of Miaoyin Building is entangled with Old Devil Qingtian, and it is impossible for him, Lou Xianyun, to stay out of the matter. He went back to Miaoyin Building early, and has been closed to outsiders for almost half a month." Young Jian said with a smile, "Say Come on, Junior Sister, you have been dizzy for almost half a month."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open again, and Ding Hong, who had turned back into a bird body, stepped into the room, followed by Wu Xiaoyue.When one person and one bird saw Xue Juliu sitting there, they were taken aback, and then rushed over.

Wu Xiaoyue came up and hugged Xue Wangliu, called her aunt and began to cry, Ding Hong flapped her wings beside her, pecking Xue Wangliu's head with her long mouth, cursing as she pecked: "I told you to sleep, I told you to sleep! I can't wake you up!"

"Don't peck, don't peck, you'll be bald if you peck again." Xue Wangliu hugged Wu Xiaoyue with one hand, and with the other waved twice, grabbed Ding Hong's long beak and pulled it violently, hugging it too.

One cried and the other cried, Xue Wangliu had no choice but to say softly: "It's alright, alright, am I okay? Don't cry, it's all over."

Wu Xiaoyue looked up at Xue Wangliu with tears in her eyes and said, "Auntie, yesterday, yesterday, the Venerable sent you back, and said that you would wake up today and tomorrow. I didn't expect you to really wake up today. Auntie, laugh Yue, Xiaoyue is really afraid of you..."

"Shh-"

Xue Wangliu wiped the tears off Wu Xiaoyue's face with his sleeve: "I'm fine now, don't say anything unlucky. By the way, you said that the Venerable sent me back after I was done?"

"Yes, it was Nianshu who sent you back." Ding Hong stretched her neck and pecked him again, the bird's voice choked up: "But his complexion doesn't look too good, you should go and see him later."

Xue Wangliu lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "I'll tidy up first before going over. Go and tell me that I'm awake, don't make him worry."

Ding Hong responded, and Wu Xiaoyue helped Xue Wangliu get up to wash up. When he got to the door, Xue Wangliu asked her to wait at the door, took off his clothes and soaked for a while by himself.

Ding Hong was worried that Wu Xiaoyue would guard Xue Wangliu alone, so she didn't deliver the message in person, but stopped a little novice by the side of the road and told him to go to the Listening Pagoda to say something, and said that Xiangu Xueliu had woken up and called Don't worry about it, my lord.

Not long after the little novice entered the Bodhi Sect, he was suddenly a little nervous because he had to deliver letters to the Venerable. He almost trotted all the way to the listening tower, took a breath, and saw the senior brother at the door smiling at him, Only then did he dare to enter the door, and climbed up to the seventh floor to find the Venerable.

Liaozheng was sitting opposite Liaokong, with a scroll of scriptures and a small pot of tea between them.

Seeing the little novice coming, the two venerables looked over together, and after knowing that it was Xiangu Xueliu who woke up, they laughed naturally, nodded and said good, and let the little novice go to rest.

Venerable Liao Kong saw it, took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and said after a long time, "Your Honor seems to be very happy."

"It's natural to be happy when someone recovers from a serious illness." Liao said softly and lowered his eyes, "It's thanks to his help that I have achieved great success in the Eight Suffering Paths of Reincarnation."

Liaokong Amitabha Buddha said: "My view is that the venerable is very different from the past. I think I have learned a lot after going through the eight sufferings of reincarnation."

After a while, he suddenly fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, he thought he had made a slip of the tongue and was about to apologize, when he heard it and laughed, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were full of tenderness.

I just heard him say: "If you talk about learning, you haven't learned much, but you have learned some selfishness and partiality, and learned the love of ordinary people."

The author says:

empty:?Is this something I can listen to?

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I wanted to write the last sentence, endured more than 130 chapters, and finally wrote it.

Tomorrow will be off as usual, and there are probably two or one chapters left to finish.The extra plan is to make two first, what should we do?

Thank you Daqi, Wula Anji, Formona, biu, and Kunpeng’s fish food under your crotch