Golden Summoner.

"Everyone has Buddha nature, so everyone is not an ordinary person, everyone is an ordinary person, but it is hard to see the nature, and I don't know the truth of being a Buddha in one's own mind!" The old monk smiled, spread his legs, got up and walked over .

"I don't know how to call the master?"

"Jing Yi Kong Wu!" The old monk replied, touched his stomach, and laughed, "The old monk has been meditating for a long time, and he is already hungry before he knows it, and he is going to the temple of offering sacrifices to the five internal organs!"

Quiet and empty!

That's him, Xia Pingan said with a heart, the eminent monk Zhou Shuguan met in this monastery who taught him the Sutra of Yijin and Marrow Washing was this old monk.

After the old monk finished speaking, he left without staying, and Xia Pingan didn't bother. He just watched the old monk leave and bowed to the old monk again.

When Xia Ping'an returned to the guest room, he found that Jing Yikong Wu also lived in the guest courtyard, just across from his room. This old monk came here to place the order.

"My lord, there are only some dried tofu, sweet potato, melon soup, wild rice and rice in the kitchen of this temple. I made some for you, so you can just eat it!" Dinner came in a food box.

Xia Pingan looked at the food box, there was only one pair of bowls and chopsticks inside, and he asked the boy to bring another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

The boy didn't know why, so he went to fetch another pair of bowls and chopsticks.

"Okay, put your things down and go eat something by yourself, you have worked hard today!" Xia Pingan said, took the food box by himself, and walked towards the old monk's room.

Walking to the door of the room, Xia Pingan knocked on the door, and the old monk opened the door.

"At this moment, there is not much in the temple kitchen. The servant next to me has just brought in food. If Master doesn't mind, you and I can eat together!"

"It's rare that you have a heart, and you still miss the old monk, so come in!" The old monk didn't have a hard time talking, so he let Xia Pingan enter the room.

After entering the room, Xia Pingan opened the food box, took out the food, and ate together. After eating, Xia Pingan asked the old monk for Buddhist scriptures, from the "Diamond Sutra" to the teachings of Bodhidharma. "Blood Vein Theory", the conversation is quite speculative.

It's just that Xia Ping'an's body is too weak. After talking for more than two hours, Xia Ping'an felt that his energy was low. He yawned again and again, his head began to feel dizzy, and tears came down. The opium addiction in his body suddenly came up.

"I think you don't look good and your body is quite weak. Could it be that you are smoking tobacco?" The old monk looked at Xia Ping'an and asked directly.

Xia Pingan nodded, and said with some shame, "I have been involved in this bad habit for more than ten years, and I can't quit it even if I want to!"

"The smoky soil is fascinating to the mind, and the roots of bad people, it's better to stay away!" said the old monk.

Xia Pingan nodded, said goodbye to the old monk, put away the food box, and returned to his residence.

Just when he went back, the boy had already prepared opium-smoking utensils for Xia Ping'an in the room, lit the lamp, and prepared the big smoking gun, which was filled with opium.

"My lord, the fushou ointment is ready, you should take some of it and go to bed early!"

It seems to be the habit of this Mr. Zhou to suck some fushou ointment before going to bed late.

But Xia Pingan shook his head today, and said resolutely, "Take things down, this is a pure place of Buddhism, don't do these nonsense things!"

The boy looked at Xia Ping'an in surprise, and found that Xia Ping'an was determined, so he quickly put away the things.

Xia Pingan resisted the weakness and discomfort of his body. After washing, he moved his body in the room, suppressed his cigarette addiction with willpower, and fell asleep.

The next day, before dawn, Xia Pingan got up early and waited outside the old monk's door.

The boy who followed Xia Pingan saw Xia Pingan standing there, he was a little worried about Xia Pingan's body, and hurriedly moved a stool, Xia Pingan asked the boy to remove the stool, and told the boy that he would not leave today, To continue to live in this monastery.

After standing for less than half an hour, Xia Ping'an's feet began to flash, and then he began to sweat. His body gradually became unbearable. The boy standing next to Xia Pingan looked at Xia Ping'an worriedly, for fear that Xia Ping'an would Falling headlong, the boy didn't understand why Xia Ping'an was so respectful to an old monk.

But not long after, Jing Yikong got up, opened the door and walked out of the room, glanced at Xia Pingan, smiled slightly, "Master, you got up quite early?"

"I'm here to say hello to Master!" Xia Pingan saluted the old monk as a disciple.

"Young master, did you smoke that cigarette last night?"

Xia Pingan shook his head, "Master said that thing is not good, so I am going to give up that thing. Although last night was difficult, it is still over!"

The old monk smiled, "It's rare that you have such determination and perseverance. If you can stop smoking that tobacco for a month, the old monk will teach you a way to take care of your body, so that you can quit that tobacco in the future and stay healthy!"

"Master, is this true?"

"Amitabha, monks do not lie!"

"Okay, then I'll make a bet with the master. If I can't do it, I'm ashamed to appear in front of the master again!" Xia Pingan said.

"Ah, my lord, we still have to go to the provincial capital to participate in Qiu Wei!" The servant next to him immediately reminded.

"Let's just come out this year to relax, anyway, the family doesn't expect one of me to go back to eat!" Xia Pingan said.

The young man scratched his head and stopped talking, it was indeed the case, the son's family had money and land, and there was no shortage of a recruiter, besides, the son didn't win the first two times.

"My lord, you don't know what I want to teach you, are you willing to give up Qiu Wei for this?" asked the old monk.

Xia Pingan shook his head. It is already the 19th year of Guangxu, and the current situation has already been corrupted. He sighed, "The world is chaotic, foreigners are rampant, and the current situation is not good. Don't say that I am a scholar among a scholar, and I am considered a winner." So what about the number one scholar, it may not be able to save the country and the people. I only figured it out after chatting with the master last night. If you want to strengthen the country and the people, you must first strengthen yourself. ? It’s because there are so many powerless people like me in Huaxia, that’s why foreigners dare to call me. I can’t save others, so let’s start by saving myself!”

……

For the next three days, Xia Pingan asked Master Jingyi Kongwu for advice every day in the temple. Once the drug addiction broke out, he would go back to his room to restrain himself.

This body is too weak, and it has been a habit for a long time. When the drug addiction comes, tears and nose come, as if there are countless ants crawling in the body, the pain is unbearable. They asked the two to tie him up with a rope, and he stuffed a ball of cloth into his mouth to detoxify himself.

Three days later, the old monk left Tonghui Temple, and Xia Pingan followed him. He followed the old monk to Zhaojue Temple, and he also greeted and asked for advice every day. .

After a whole month like this, the old monk saw Xia Ping'an's sincerity and determination, and finally moved. This morning, he invited Xia Ping'an to his meditation room.He said to Xia Ping'an with a serious face, "The one-month period has passed, and the skill I'm teaching you today is the Sutra of Changing Tendons and Washing the Marrow, which was passed down by Bodhidharma of Songshan Shaolin Temple. This sutra is the secret method left by the Tathagata Buddha in the world. , is the true meaning of the patriarch, the extraordinary flow can be compared, do not go halfway, hold on to the brave and invincible, then abandon the superior kung fu, long-term love for the meritorious deeds of the world, after you learn, you will have the experience, you can add the wonderful truth, with the broad kindness, sail, thousands It should not be regarded as a unique wonder, and it must be kept secret!"

"Disciple respectfully abide by the instruction. If the disciple succeeds in learning, he will definitely pass on this classic to future generations. May everyone in China be as powerful as dragons and tigers, so as to strengthen the people and the country!"

The old monk nodded, and then began to teach Xia Pingan the secret method of Yijin and marrow washing.

Xia Ping'an studied kung fu in Zhaojue Temple for three months, and his body became stronger and stronger. What's more amazing is that this secret method of changing tendons and washing marrow actually made him quit opium addiction.

Then Xia Pingan bid farewell to Master Jingyi Kongwu, returned home, and practiced every day, but he persisted in practicing for a year. This secret method made him get rid of his addiction, refreshed his spirit, strengthened his body, and gradually increased his strength. Like a different person, everyone in the family is overjoyed.

With the support of his family, Xia Pingan opened a school to recruit disciples, taught the children in the village to read and write, and practice the Yi Jin Xi marrow sutra. He took in a disciple named Zhang Yao. Teach wholeheartedly, also let Zhang Yao learn Yi Jin Xi maru sutra, Zhang Yao recovered from illness within a few months after learning Yi Jin Xi maru sutra. (Note [-])

Afterwards, Xia Ping'an paid for artisans to engrave the words and illustrations of the Sutra of Yijin and Washing the Marrow on the stone slabs for people to learn.

Once the stone tablet of the Yijin and Marrow-washing Sutra is finished, the world of the Jiezhu will be shattered.

……

At the moment when the Jiezhu was shattered, eighteen golden lights shot up into the sky in Xia Ping'an's secret mandala, Lingxiao City.

In the golden light, stone tablets appeared in the city. On the stone tablets were the exercises and diagrams in the Yijing Sutra.

When the golden light dissipated, the people in Lingxiao City were all boiling. Countless people and soldiers came to observe and study in front of the stele.

……

"Increase the upper limit of divine power by 180 points!" Xia Pingan in the secret room opened his eyes and smiled slightly. After fusing this boundary bead, his upper limit of divine power has become 27498, which is not a small gain.

What Xia Pingan is most interested in and looking forward to is that the people in the secret mandala seem to have set off an upsurge of practicing the I Ching Washing Marrow Sutra again, especially the militia in the city, the summoned army, and the templars stationed in the city , almost everyone is practicing.

The secret methods such as "Cultivation Map" and "Taiyi Jinhua Tenet" in the Cultivation Hall in the city are too difficult for ordinary people to comprehend, but this I Ching Washing Sutra, as long as you can persist and follow the diagram, ordinary people can also practice. There are few restrictions.

……

After fusing the two world beads, Xia Ping'an had a good sleep in the room and recovered his energy. When the next morning, he left the room in good spirits, let the puppet organ lead the way, and prepared to learn the spirit skills Mystery classics...

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Note 1: In the preface of "Enhancement of Yijin, Washing Marrow and Neigong", Zhou Shuguan only said that he saw the image of Master Jingyi Kongwu when he stayed in Tonghui Temple, but did not say what he saw specifically. According to rumors in the world, someone saw that Master Sun Lutang's body would glow when he practiced the Yi Jin Jing at night, so the tiger made an assumption here.

Note 2: Zhang Yao is a student of Zhou Shuguan, and is also a key person who engraved the "Illustration of Zengyan Yijin and Washing the Marrow" on stone tablets after Zhou Shuguan's death.

Chapter 994 God Tree God Bird

The Buddhist scriptures hall is like a quiet and elegant large garden. In this garden, there are gurgling water, singing birds and fragrant flowers, and various exotic flowers and plants are planted. The Buddhist scriptures towers, large or small, are hidden among the trees and flowers in the garden. It seems that it still has the temperament of a fairy tale world.

Early in the morning, Xia Ping'an strolled through the scripture hall, feeling like walking on a university campus.

It's just that if any of the secret books collected here is taken to another place, it may cause a huge storm.

This place is where the most precious knowledge and wisdom are stored in the universe.

In the elegant and quiet atmosphere, the magnificent towers show the sacred and solemn aura here, which makes people awe-inspiring.

"Master, this tower, this tower, and this tower, the information collected in it are all kinds of cheats, notes, and previous experience and summaries related to the fusion of world beads. These materials They are very precious, they come from all walks of life in the universe, and after countless years of collection, they are all provided by powerhouses above demigods!"

The No. 361 puppet agent walked in front of Xia Ping'an, and while leading the way for Xia Ping'an, he pointed at the towers that Xia Ping'an passed by with his wooden finger, and introduced to Xia Pingan the functions of the scripture-reserving towers in the Buddhist scripture hall. "Master, if you have a boundary bead that needs to be fused, but you don't have the corresponding spiritual crystal, you can come to these places to find information related to that boundary bead, which can greatly increase the success rate of fusion!"

Even a strong demigod can't do without the Boundary Bead!

Xia Pingan sighed in his heart, glanced at those high towers, and asked casually, "Do people often come to see these secret materials related to the fusion of the world?"

"Yes!" The voice of the puppet agent No. 361 was Gujing calm, as if synthesized by a computer, "Although theoretically every boundary bead must have a corresponding spiritual crystal, but to get the spiritual crystal But it depends on luck, for those who have obtained the boundary beads but do not have the corresponding spiritual crystal, this is their only hope for merging the boundary beads!"

"If there is no Divine Sense Crystal, everyone should be more cautious when fusing the Boundary Beads, right?" Xia Pingan asked.

"Yes, some boundary beads that may cause death after fusion failure, even if there are relevant data notes can improve the success rate of fusion, but if there is no corresponding spiritual crystal, the demigod who is willing to take the risk of fusing that kind of boundary beads is after all It’s a minority!” the puppet agency No. 361 replied.

Needless to say, Xia Pingan nodded, and finally became a demigod powerhouse. The upper limit of the divine power of the secret mandala is already [-] to [-] points, which is only one step away from conferring a god. Under such circumstances, who would risk a headshot to fuse a potentially fatal Realm Bead in order to increase the upper limit of divine power by dozens or hundreds of points?Just like it is impossible for a billionaire to risk his life for a few hundred dollars, it is completely useless...

Well, if that's the case, wouldn't anyone want those boundary beads that might be fatal?

"In that case, is anyone selling those boundary beads that don't have divine mind crystals and may cause death after fusion failure?" Xia Pingan suddenly became interested.

"Very few people would sell those Boundary Beads!" Xia Ping'an was a little surprised by the calm answer of the puppet organist No. 361.

"why?"

"Because the demigods with such boundary beads are looking forward to when they can get the corresponding spiritual crystal to fuse the boundary beads, so that they can master some rare spells or abilities. If it is sold, the income from a boundary bead is dispensable to them, and it will not have much impact on them, so such a boundary bead is generally collected, and will only be collected in rare cases. People sell them, for example, if someone is in urgent need of military merit points, they will take out those boundary beads in exchange for some military merit points!"

There is nothing wrong with this logic, just like the rich will not easily liquidate their core assets, Xia Pingan was dumbfounded all of a sudden, and the idea of ​​collecting a large number of boundary beads that popped up in his mind just now was snuffed out at once. not stupid.However, someone will still exchange it for other resources...

"If someone wanted to sell those boundary beads, where would they sell them?"

"There is a market near the Buddhist scriptures hall!"

Xia Pingan nodded, planning to go to the market sometime. Of course, the most important thing now is to learn the classics of the secret techniques of the gods and spirits.

Along the way, the puppet organist kept introducing to Xia Pingan the types of secret books hidden in the surrounding towers, such as martial arts, mechanism, poison, elixirs, curses, puppets, formations, talismans, etc. Seal type, comprehensive type, odd type...

Almost all kinds of classic cheats that Xia Pingan has heard of, or has not heard of, can be seen here. The number of this collection makes Xia Pingan speechless. Almost all of them are priceless treasures, and their value is inestimable.

In a short while, the puppet agent brought Xia Pingan to a huge golden tower. The golden tower was more than 800 meters high, but there was only one entrance that looked a bit narrow, and there was a golden door at the entrance. , only one person can enter at a time, and every time the golden door opens, the people outside will enter.

Outside the entrance of the tower, there are more than 50 people lined up. Among the people in the line, there are several people who came here with Xia Pingan yesterday, and there are a few who seem to be from the "Wolong collar" "Old birds", they were still wearing taboo battle armor.

"Master, just line up here and wait to enter. This sacred scripture tower can only enter and receive one person at a time. The exit of this scripture tower is at the back." The puppet mechanism explained to Xia Ping'an.

The people in front kept entering the Buddhist scriptures tower, and then turned out from the back of the tower. While Xia Pingan was waiting here, people from behind kept coming to line up. After waiting for about an hour, the person in front of Xia Pingan went in. After that, it was finally Xia Ping'an's turn.

Xia Pingan stood at the narrow entrance just over two meters high. When he saw the golden door open, he suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and walked in towards the door.

As soon as he stepped through the gate, the gate behind him closed automatically.

There is a passage in front of him, the black crystal ground is shining, with a sacred aura, a character like a fairy tale - an old man wearing a white robe and snow-white beard, who looks inviolable and inviolable, stands in front of him, The old man was still holding a golden pen in his hand.

On the way here, Xia Ping'an had already understood the process of entering here, so he didn't say much. As soon as he saw the old man, he automatically activated the magic technique of his military circle beads, and the scroll of bamboo slips suddenly appeared in front of him.

The old man tapped the scroll of bamboo slips with a golden pen, and the bamboo slips opened, and there was nothing but zero military achievements inside.

"Are you new here?" the old man asked.

"Yes!"

The old man nodded and didn't say anything. He just drew a circle on the scroll of bamboo slips with a golden pen, and Xia Pingan saw that there was a red circular mark on his own bamboo slips, and then the scroll of bamboo slips automatically Returned to Xia Ping'an's secret mandala.

Xia Pingan reckoned that the mark on the bamboo slips of military achievements probably meant that he had already been here.

"Okay, come with me!" After the old man finished speaking, he led Xia Pingan towards the inside. Xia Pingan followed the old man across the road and entered the interior of the Buddhist scriptures tower.

Xia Pingan, who entered the interior of the Buddhist scriptures tower, was stunned all of a sudden. He didn't expect that the inside of the golden Buddhist temple was like this—the whole interior of the Buddhist scriptures tower, from the main hall on the ground where he was, to the 800-meter-high tower top The highest part of the building is all hollow, standing on the ground and looking up, what you see is a huge head space.

A huge bronze giant tree almost 800 meters high stands in the tower. On the branches of the huge bronze giant tree and in the air, there are birds with colorful bodies glowing or resting, or flying in the air. fly in the air.

Xia Ping'an never thought that the interior of the so-called spiritual skill's Buddhist scriptures tower is actually like this, the giant bronze tree, and those glowing birds, all of this is simply too strange.

"Don't be in a daze. Those divine birds you see are all divine objects. They are the cheats of divine skills that have spirits and transform into forms. You go to this sacred tree and inject a little of your own divine power into it. The induction cheats will automatically fly over and peck you three times on the head, whether you can comprehend this divine skill depends on your own chance?" the old man with white beard said to Xia Ping'an.

"Excuse me, senior, can you only sense one divine bird at a time?"

"Of course not, it's just that for more than 90.00% of the newcomers, they can only have a connection with a divine bird for the first time!" The old man with a white beard showed a look of reminiscence, "Only a very small number of extremely talented people, It can sense two divine birds at once."

"Is there anyone who can sense more than three?" Xia Pingan asked.

The white-bearded old man was a little angry. He glanced at Xia Ping'an and said proudly, "Such people appear once every few hundred years. They are all the seeds of the gods. Each of them can master the gods' skills as quickly as possible. If they don't fall, they will basically be Feng Shen, I haven't met such a person here for more than 200 years! Well, don't waste time, there are still people waiting in line behind!"

Hearing what the old man said, Xia Pingan didn't say anything more, and walked directly to the giant bronze tree with a thick trunk, put his hands on the cold, dignified and thick trunk of the giant bronze tree, and injected a little bit of himself into the tree. Divine power.

As soon as the divine power was poured in, a ray of brilliance rose into the sky from the trunk of the giant bronze tree, and the countless bronze leaves in the sky began to vibrate like wind chimes blown by the wind, making a melodious sound , reverberating throughout the hall.

The melody became more and more beautiful, and it kept ringing. In the blink of an eye, almost the leaves of the giant bronze tree were making beautiful sounds. Xia Pingan didn't know if this was normal, but he saw the white beard The old man's face suddenly became extremely surprised, and he looked at himself in shock.

Then, there was a crisp bird song above his head, and when Xia Pingan raised his head, he saw nine glowing divine birds circling and rushing towards him...