Marquis Xiang looked at the statue, as if he was thinking about something else, and said: "This drop of true blood indeed comes from an Arhat, but the attainment he attained is not the attainment already established in Buddhism. I can tell you
There are only so many.”
After a while, Marquis Xiang seemed to come back to his senses and said with a smile: "If I give you a drop of the true blood of the Buddhist Arhat, I'm afraid you will become an Arhat in a few hundred years. At that time, your Taichu Palace
The immortal kings are still not allowed to destroy me?"
"Isn't this drop of true blood also the true blood of Arhat? Could it be any different?" Wei Yuan asked.
Marquis Xiang said meaningfully: "If you don't enter the legal system, you won't be reincarnated."
Wei Yuan immediately stopped listening. The less you know about Buddhism, the better. This is common sense. As long as you know it, you are involved in cause and effect. The great monks are quite unreasonable.
Marquis Xiang said: "Let's get ready. The Arhat's true blood is here, but not in this world. The true blood has its own fruition status and has become a world of its own. This is just the entrance.
Many years ago, a young man came here, took over the inheritance, and took on the cause and effect. He built this temple. But he spent his whole life trying to eliminate the cause and effect, but died young. He did not pay back what he had finished.
It will be repaid by future generations, generation after generation, until today. Ru'er, come here!"
The maid walked into the small temple and stood next to Marquis Xiang.
Marquis Xiang said: "She is the descendant of that young man, and she will enter the secret realm with you this time. She will be responsible for most of the cause and effect, and you will only be contaminated a little bit. With your strength, it should not be affected. As for
How much benefit you can get from true blood depends on your own destiny."
The maid came to the Buddha statue and carefully wiped off all the dust. Then Xianghou took out a white jade lotus basin and placed it on the altar table in front of the Buddha.
There is clear water rippling in the basin, which will neither spill nor dry up. There are lotus flowers floating in the water, which turns out to be a concrete and tiny lotus pond. Each lotus flower is only the size of a grain of rice.
"This is the White Jade Merit Lotus Pond. It is modeled after the Pure Land Merit Pond. If it can have the original effect, it is considered a rare treasure. Have you brought the blood ink I gave you last time?"
Wei Yuan took out the blood ink and handed it over, and Xianghou threw the ink particles into the lotus pond. The clear water in the pond instantly turned into thick plasma, and the color was so dark that it turned black!
The maid took out the short knife and slashed her wrist, and a stream of blood poured on the blood pool. Then she wiped it casually, and the wound on her wrist disappeared out of thin air.
Marquis Xiang handed Wei Yuan a short knife and said, "Use this knife to cut your wrist, put a cup of blood in it, and then I will send you in."
This way of entering the secret realm seems weird, and it is incompatible with the Buddhist style. Wei Yuan said: "Wait a minute, I have to make some preparations first."
Wei Yuan then drew a simple formation on the ground in the temple, found a dead branch and stood it in the formation, and then flicked a few drops of white-gold water on each formation.
When Xianghou looked at this formation, he felt that it was a bit like a Feng Shui formation or a spirit arresting formation. He was not very proficient in the formation and could not quite tell what kind of formation Wei Yuanbu used. Although the formation itself was simple, Wei Yuanbu's
The spiritual objects used in the formation were extraordinary. They actually had a bit of fairy spirit in them, which the Marquis of Xiang did not dare to underestimate.
There was a gust of wind, and the branches swayed, but they did not fall.
Wei Yuan suddenly remembered something, left the small temple, handed his new gun into the hands of the senior sister, and then returned to the temple. This time the branch fell.
Wei Yuan was very satisfied, took the dagger and said, "It's time to start."
Marquis Xiang was a little curious and asked: "Can I ask what the formation was for just now?"
"That's a divination formation, asking about the possible outcome of something. Oh, I'm divinationing whether the two elders of the master's sect can kill you, Lord Marquis. I'll be relieved when I get a positive result. If nothing happens,
I’ll go in first.”
With a dull look on his face, Marquis Xiang activated the merit blood pool, and a cloud of blood light spread out, covering Wei Yuan and the maid. After a moment, the blood light dissipated, and Wei Yuan and the maid disappeared.
Only then did Marquis Xiang look at the formation on the ground. At this moment, he could still feel a little bit of the remaining fairy spirit. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he cursed in his heart: You're so stupid!
The spirit of the fairy spirit was used and the relevant people were present. The result of this divination should be quite accurate.
But the more Xianghou thought about it, the more something was wrong. What, could those two young juniors really kill him? Judging from Wei Yuan's reaction, they probably couldn't be killed at first, and then he gave the elders a gun, and then they were able to kill him.
.
Is that gun too magical, or is it the straw that breaks the camel's back? Neither Xianghou is satisfied with these two answers. The most important thing is, can they really kill themselves?
When the bloody light filled his field of vision, Wei Yuan lost consciousness. Then he felt like he was drifting, as if he heard someone calling him.
The call became clearer and louder, and Wei Yuan finally heard it clearly: "Little Shitou, wake up quickly, it's time to worship the Buddha!"
Wei Yuan stood up in a daze, as if it was the instinct of his body. He rubbed his eyes hard, and then he saw clearly that he was in a simple mud house. The sky outside the window was still dark, and a man in ragged clothes
The middle-aged man was holding a dim candle and calling himself.
Wei Yuan remembered that he was an orphan in the village. The man in front of him adopted him since he was a child and was his adoptive father. This village has always had a tradition of worshiping Buddha. Every day before dawn, the whole village went to the temple.
Do morning lessons in the morning. After an hour of morning lessons, your genius will shine. This is the beginning of the day.
Wei Yuan got up and put on his clothes, left the room, and followed his adoptive father to the outside of the village. People came out from every household in the village and came to the small temple at the head of the village.
Straw mats had already been placed in the courtyard of the small temple. The village chief's seat only had one more wooden board than everyone else. Wei Yuan still remembered his position, so he went to sit on a straw mat in the corner.
At this time, a familiar figure appeared beside him. Wei Yuan turned around and saw that she was a familiar girl. She looked about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her body was already well developed and her clothes were bulging.
When she saw Wei Yuan, she stuck out her tongue and sat down quickly.
This is a neighbor's daughter. She has played with Wei Yuan since childhood, but the feeling between the two seems to have changed in the past year or two. Wei Yuan laughed at her for being deformed, bloated and ugly, so she was so angry that she didn't follow her for several days.
Speak for yourself.
She looks much better now than before... Wei Yuan suddenly had such an idea.
How long ago was it? It seemed like just now.
At this time, a monk walked out of the temple and knocked on the wooden fish, interrupting Wei Yuan's thoughts. Then the rhythmic chanting sounded, and the morning class began.
The monk used another language when reciting sutras. Wei Yuan could not understand what the sutras were at all, but there was a power in the sutras that led him to chant along with him.
The sutra was not long, and it was read quickly. After reading it once, Wei Yuan suddenly felt that his body became a little clearer, and it seemed that some dirty and dirty things had disappeared. It was just that there seemed to be a large piece of unclean matter in his body.
Weiyuan didn't even know there was such a transparent thing before, and he didn't notice it until now.
The monk began to recite the sutra for the second time. After Wei Yuan followed the recitation, he felt that he was a little more transparent, and a crack appeared on the large piece of matter in his body. Although this crack was only an insignificant point, the mage
It seems to have been said that this is the beginning of the elimination of karma, which is a great thing. As long as you persevere, all karma will be eliminated. In the end, everyone will be able to open their eyes and wisdom, realize Arhat Fruit, and the world will become a pure land.
There were nine sutras in total during the morning class. At the end, Wei Yuan felt that he was much more enlightened and even his body was a little lighter. He was in an inexplicably good mood and felt as if he was one step closer to attaining enlightenment.
There is a particular order when leaving. The village head and elders leave first, then the parents of each family, then the elders, and finally the juniors like Wei Yuan and the girl next door.
When they were leaving the hospital, Wei Yuan and the girl next door accidentally squeezed into each other. Wei Yuan originally thought that she was very burdensome, but this collision confirmed that neither of them could get out of the door.
. But this was at the entrance of the temple, so Wei Yuan still let her go first. The two of them couldn't walk together, and she couldn't turn sideways.
Before going out, Wei Yuan looked back and saw the monk carrying the magical instruments back to the main hall one by one. The monk looked particularly clean, and his face looked like it was carved from jade.
I didn't expect the mage to be so young... Wei Yuan thought, and then his hand was suddenly held by someone. He turned around and saw that it was a girl.
"Brother Shitou, today I'm going to watch Uncle Sankui hunt and learn bow and arrow. Have you forgotten?"
Only then did Wei Yuan remember that this was the case, so he followed the girl and ran towards the mountain along the mountain road. But before he could run far, the girl had to stop and gasp for air.
Wei Yuan complained in his heart that it would be a shame to be able to run fast when he grew up like this. However, out of the loyalty he had when he was a child, Wei Yuan had no intention of leaving her alone to learn archery secretly.
It took a lot of effort for the girl to catch her breath, and just as she said let's continue, she saw a burly hunter walking out of the mountain road. His leather jacket could not even cover his tendons.
The girl exclaimed: "Uncle Sankui!"
The hunter laughed and said, "If you want to steal my skills, you have to move more quickly. If you are as slow as you, the prey will have run away long ago."
The hunter walked past Wei Yuan and the girl. There were several prey tied to the hunting fork on his shoulders, among which a white wolf was particularly eye-catching.
The girl exclaimed again: "White wolf! You hit it!"
"This beast eats a lamb a day and bites several people. If we don't catch it, all the sheep in the village will be eaten! Ask your father to bring me a jar of the good wine he has collected, and I will
I’ll give this wolf skin to you and your wife as a wedding gift!”
The girl's face turned red with embarrassment and she stamped her feet. As a result, her body shook and shook. Wei Yuan was even worried that she would fall down.
At this time, the sun finally rose. Wei Yuan looked up and saw a huge red sun leaping out from the mountains, spreading its rich red light all over the world, coating everything with a layer of dim red, as if wiped out.
Blood that won’t go away.
For a moment, Wei Yuan couldn't tell whether it was morning or dusk. There was a ray of gold in the dim red sunlight, and it seemed to be getting closer.
It was supposed to be midsummer now, but the sun shone down and it became even colder. Wei Yuan even shivered subconsciously. He was a little surprised as to why he was afraid of the cold.
Under the sunlight, the back of the Orion was stained with blood red, and even the hanging white wolf turned red.
For a moment, Wei Yuan suddenly realized that what was hanging on the hunting fork was not a wolf, but a bloody man!
He was startled, and when he looked carefully, the one hanging on the hunting fork turned into a white wolf again.
Chapter completed!