Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty
Chapter 26 Confrontation
In the evening, when Fa Kong was reading in the Sutra Pavilion, Cheng Yan came to him quietly and winked at him.
The two came outside the Sutra Pavilion and talked quietly under an old pine tree.
Cheng Yan took out a thin booklet from his arms.
Fa Kong took the pamphlet.
But it is a brand new book, the fragrance of the pen and ink is still there, it was obviously just transcribed.
"It took me a lot of effort." Cheng Yan smiled proudly: "Don't tell me, I actually found it in a nook and cranny. You are lucky!"
"The Encyclopedia of One Hundred Buddhist Mantras" contains a wide variety of mantras, including all kinds of mantras, and this is the body-fixing mantra recorded in it.
It looks like a novelist's joke, written haphazardly and as lively as possible with whimsical ideas.
Real Buddhist mantras are self-blessing methods that can calm the mind, strengthen the will, or drive away temptations, etc., which are beneficial to practice.
The Buddhist mantras used for fighting and killing are often the words of novelists and are not reliable at all.
But Fakong insisted on seeing it, so he copied it and showed it to him to make him completely give up.
Fakong looked through it carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
Cheng Yan's transcription was extremely detailed, and even the text of the Buddha's mantra was written by previous dynasties.
Two dynasties ago, nearly ten thousand years ago, writing had evolved very far.
At that time, the writing was clumsy and complicated. Hui Wen had to study hard because he studied Buddhism. Otherwise, Fa Kong would not recognize the Buddhist mantra after seeing it.
"There's not even a visualization diagram on it, it's useless." Seeing Fakong's focused expression, Cheng Yan poured cold water on it disapprovingly: "It's just written randomly, how can there be such a Buddhist mantra!"
Fakong put the thin book in his arms and said seriously: "Thank you, uncle, I'm going back."
"Don't practice randomly." Cheng Yan suddenly panicked, feeling more and more that Fa Kong was serious: "Don't make mistakes in your practice. I won't have the face to see your master in the Western Paradise!"
Fakong nodded seriously: "Uncle Master, is it because of the Demon Sect that my master was deprived of martial arts?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Cheng Yan's expression suddenly changed.
Fakong sighed: "Women from the Demon Sect are really harmful to people!"
"Who told you?!" Cheng Yan's face suddenly darkened and she glared at him: "Who said that?!"
"It seems so." Fakong nodded slowly.
The original owner couldn't tell what Yuan Zhi's expression was. How could he not see that he was obviously trapped by emotion.
People in this world believe in love, unlike the modern world who no longer believe in love.
"I can tell, you are a bastard!" Cheng Yan pointed at Fakong.
"Uncle Master, I'm sorry, disciple, take my leave." Fakong smiled, titheed, turned and left.
Cheng Yan glared at his back with a sullen face, until she left completely, then she snorted and shook her head.
The fact that Yuan Zhi fell in love with the witch was taboo, and no one in the Snow Mountain wanted to mention it, so as not to disturb the hearts of the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect.
Everyone had a tacit agreement to keep it secret, but they didn't expect that this bastard would dig him out!
——
The setting sun dyes the courtyard of his monastery into rose color.
He stood in the center of the courtyard, looking up at the sky, waiting for birds to pass by.
On such a cold day, there are no insects in the monastery, only pine trees and plum blossoms. If you want living things, you have to look at the birds passing by in the sky.
He was staring at the sky when he suddenly heard Chu Yu's footsteps slowly coming outside the monastery.
Chu Yu's voice sounded: "Monk Fakong."
Fakong opened the door and saluted: "Mr. Chu, please come in."
When he arrived at the door, no matter how much he didn't want to be contaminated by Karma, he couldn't turn him away and could only invite him in.
Chu Yu walked in with a smile, alone without any guards.
"Where are Mr. Chu's guards?"
"Come here without them following you."
"Master Chu, please sit down."
Fa Kong made two cups of tea, and the two of them sat at the table.
Chu Yu took a sip of tea and tightened his sable fur. This courtyard was not as warm as his courtyard, and the cold air was so cold. Fortunately, the tea had a faint fragrance and was extremely refreshing. It was really good tea, and the brewing temperature was just right.
This monk Fakong is an expert in tea ceremony.
He put down the tea cup and said with emotion: "I used to be blind to recognize masters, but Monk Fakong, you turned out to be a true monk."
Fakong smiled and said: "What I know is just a small skill. I can't defeat the enemy and can't protect myself. It's not worth mentioning."
"This is the real monk." Chu Yu shook his head: "Martial arts, I always feel that it goes against the purpose of Buddhism."
Fakong smiled, but this was not easy to say, so he changed the subject and said with a smile, "How many more days do you have to stay?"
"Four days," Chu Yu said with emotion: "With my illness, staying here is really torture."
Fa Kong did not accept the move and nodded: "The Snowy Mountains are indeed too cold and not a livable place."
He really didn't want to get involved in this karma, and he would love it if he cast a spell on the monks in the Daxue Mountain Sect.
With a little cause and effect, you might be able to gain the power of faith, just like Lian Xue.
But for a powerful family, there is no need to waste your efforts.
Being soft-hearted for a moment will not only do no good, but will also cause endless trouble.
Chu Yu said: "If it wasn't too cold, my mother-in-law would come over and offer incense in person to fulfill my wish."
Fakong smiled and said: "The princess is so sincere and pious, she is so kind."
Chu Yu sighed and was full of emotions: "My mother and concubine are very sincere to Buddhism. My father also allowed my mother to go through all the troubles to help her get an Amitabha Sutra. It is said that it was written by Xika Beiye, and it cost thousands of dollars." Written by a great enlightened monk some years ago."
Fakong smiled as usual, but his heart moved.
Chu Yu said: "I have also read the Amitabha Sutra. It is no different from ordinary Buddhist scriptures. I really can't see any mystery in it. Monk Fakong, do you know what mystery it has? It really has unfathomable power?"
"It is extremely rare to be able to see the handwriting of a great monk and get a glimpse of his style," Fakong smiled: "It is a great fate for the princess to get this sutra. It seems that she is destined to be with my Buddha."
"Unfortunately, this fate can't save my mother." Chu Yu sighed, turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Hall of the Great Leiyin Temple, revealing a confused look: "I often doubt whether my mother is so pious, but my mother is very firm and said that the Buddha will definitely save her."
As he spoke, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it was like a layer of lime powder.
Fakong looked solemn and helpless.
He shook his head secretly.
It seems that this little prince has made some efforts to understand him and knows that he likes the Xiga Baye Sutra.
He deliberately got sick in his own temple.
First, he tempted me with benefits, then he used the pain to induce my sympathy, and forced me to cast the rejuvenation spell. It was really a good plan.
Fakong suddenly shouted: "Commander Zhao, Mr. Lu, hurry up, Mr. Chu..."
He knew that Zhao Huaishan and the others must have been instructed and deliberately didn't come, so he couldn't call them.
He deliberately didn't say much, maybe he could use their concern to force them to come.
Then he could let them help Chu Yu back and break the current situation.
"They are not here." Chu Yu supported the table and smiled lazily.
Fakong looked at the direction of the Jingshe over there and shook his head helplessly: "Aren't you afraid that you will be in danger?"
It seems that they expected this move, so they are as stable as a rock and determined not to come.
Even if he shouted at the top of his throat, it would be useless.
"This is the Great Leiyin Temple, what kind of danger can there be? Is there anyone who wants to assassinate me? Haha... cough cough cough..." Chu Yu smiled and started coughing.
Fakong was very disapproving of his risking his life: "Mr. Chu, a son of a rich family should not sit in the hall."
"Cough cough cough cough..." Chu Yu kept coughing, his face flushed.
Fakong said: "You should have medicine with you, right? Take it quickly."
"Cough cough cough cough no... cough cough use... cough cough cough cough cough..." Chu Yu coughed and waved his hands.
"No medicine?"
"Cough cough, medicine is three-point poison, useless and harmful, my disease cannot be cured... cough cough cough cough..." Chu Yu coughed more violently.
It was as if he was going to cough out his lungs.
He coughed so hard that he was out of breath.
He coughed so hard that he fell on the stone table, holding his chest, his handsome face wrinkled into a ball.
Fakong watched calmly, shook his head and said nothing.
He did not close his eyes or clasp his hands, nor did he recite Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, but just watched Chu Yu cough miserably.
Half an hour later, the coughing stopped.
Chu Yu lay on the stone table, breathless, motionless, his handsome face pale, numb, as if his heart was dead.
Fakong poured out the cold tea and poured another one.
It was steaming hot and fragrant.
He gently pushed it to Chu Yu: "Drink some tea to moisten your throat."
Chu Yu sat up with difficulty, holding the teacup with trembling left hand.
The trembling kept on, causing the lid and the body of the teacup to knock lightly.
He took a sip and let out a long sigh, as if he had died once and lived again.
Putting down the teacup, he shook his head: "The monk has a cruel heart."
"In this world, all living beings suffer." Fakong smiled: "Compared to starving to death, dying of pain, falling to death, stabbing to death, and being bitten to death by wild beasts, what is this cough of Mr. Chu?"
"... Makes sense." Chu Yu actually felt speechless.
He had made a mistake. The Fakong in front of him was more cruel and difficult to deal with than he had imagined.
Fakong took a sip of tea: "Mr. Chu, my courtyard is cold. You are weak now, so it is not suitable for you to stay here. You should go back to the temple."
"Monk, are you driving me away?" Chu Yu put down the teacup and stared at Fakong coldly.
"How dare I." Fakong smiled: "If Mr. Chu gets sick again, it will be my fault."
"It doesn't matter if you get sick. Monk, you are good at Buddhist mantras. A Buddhist mantra can cure my illness."
Chu Yu knew that his plan was exposed at this time. He made a decisive decision and simply engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
"What if it can't be cured?" Fakong smiled and said: "Mr. Chu, please--!"
"So you are worried that it can't be cured." Chu Yu smiled and waved his hand: "If it can't be cured, it can't be cured. Anyway, no imperial doctors or divine doctors can help. It has never been cured."
"What if it's worse?" Fakong said.
Chu Yu smiled and said: "Impossible?"
Fakong smiled.
Chu Yu was thoughtful.
He felt that he understood Fakong's concerns.
I had always wondered why Fakong was so secretive and didn't reveal his abilities. It turned out that he was full of concerns and acted cautiously.
Fakong put down the teacup and slowly stood up, as if to see him off.
Chu Yu tightened his sable coat and said lazily, "Monk, let's just be frank. What do you need to do to make a move?"
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