"Bodhisattva of the flesh, you also believe in the bodhisattva of the flesh, now Yi'er has a glimmer of hope, and the monk Qi Luoya who came to Shaolin Temple recently is not a liar, as if I heard Wu Yunlong say that he is the authentic descendant of ancient yoga in India, and his cultivation is profound, and he has reached the realm of a living Buddha.
Yan Yuanyi's mother was in tears and nagging at the same time.
Yan Shoujing looked at his wife, whose hair had turned gray since his daughter died, and sighed, "That's the only way, now we really have no choice, and we can only pray to God and Buddha to grasp the last straw." ” Originally, as the boss of Yan Shoujing's army and an old cadre, he disdained to ask God and worship Buddha, and he didn't tell jokes when he spread it, and he didn't believe in any Buddhism, Taoism, gods, ghosts, and ghosts at all.
But for the sake of his daughter, he can only grasp the last straw, which is tantamount to rushing to the doctor when he is sick, and a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
"I'll go and invite Wu Yunlong and let him go to Shaolin Temple."
Yan Shoujing is also a lot older.
Nanyang, Indonesia.
Since returning from sweeping the martial arts world, Wang Chao's whole life has fallen into a short period of peace, it is still early before the time of the martial arts conference, and the major forces in the world are in full swing, but he is sitting leisurely on the beach and looking through a few books.
Huo Ling'er, Tan Wendong sometimes gestured with fists and feet on the beach by the sea, sometimes sat cross-legged on the beach and meditated, guarding the various acupoints on the body, sometimes walking, and his demeanor was also very leisurely.
These two people practice differently, each practicing their own routines, and their behaviors are also very different, obviously they have their own understanding of their own boxing exercises.
Wang Chao didn't care about how the two practiced kung fu, but looked at a few books wholeheartedly, and the few books he looked through, in addition to a few ancient medical books, such as "The Yellow Emperor's Neijing" and "Materia Medica", were some translation stories of Buddhism, and there were no classics of boxing and martial arts.
Just as Wang Chao was reading the book, suddenly, Huo Ling'er walked over, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped.
"What's wrong, there's something to ask me," Wang Chao raised his head and looked at Huo Ling'er with his eyes.
"Master, what is a dantian" Huo Ling'er suddenly asked a question that only beginners in martial arts ask, and when she heard this question, even Tan Wendong, who was not far away, stopped, and there was a difference in his eyes.
"Senior sister, why do you smell such a superficial question" Tan Wendong walked over and said.
"It's not a superficial question."
Wang Chao immediately understood, "Ling'er, your boxing progress has actually started to improve so quickly."
"Hmm."
Huo Ling'er nodded: "I recently used kung fu to carry the blood under the lower abdomen, and I felt a lot of sensitive places, it seems that the part of the dantian, a place with a large palm, and there are no less than dozens of sensitive acupoints.
I don't even know which trick to focus the blood on, in case something goes wrong, I suspect there will be a problem, hugging Dan and sitting on the hip, but there are so many sensitive points, in the end, hold that point" It turned out that the reason why Huo Ling'er asked Wang Chao such a simple question was that now the sensitivity had broken through the realm of internal vision and the five internal organs, and she began to feel the subtle sensitive points in various parts of the body.
When she was practicing, she paid attention to the lower abdomen dantian, and when she carried the blood towards that piece, she found a lot of tiny sensitive points, and she didn't know where to concentrate the blood.
"Dantian, when I first practiced martial arts, it was recognized as the size of a slap three inches below the lower abdomen.
But after the martial arts enter the strength and begin to slowly explore, you will find a lot of deeper things, each sect, and even each person has their own understanding, even if it is the martial arts of the Shaolin Temple, the masters of boxing also have their own opinions.
For example, the famous qigong master Chunji monk of the Shaolin East Academy at that time believed that the real dantian was one inch below the navel, and the skin and flesh were five points inside.
However, the qigong master Zhenxu of the southern courtyard thinks that the dantian acupoint is three inches below the navel and three points under the skin, and the qigong master Dechan of the western courtyard thinks that it is different and thinks that it is the one that is three inches below the navel, while the monk Suxi thinks that it is the middle point of the three inches below the navel and five points under the skin.
The Shaolin faction has so much to say, not to mention other martial arts."
After Wang Chao finished speaking, he sighed carefully.
"Then where is the dantian of our faction, how to carry the blood there, and when will it disperse," Huo Ling'er asked.
"The boxing method of my faction believes that people standing, facing the sun, three inches under the navel in the direction of the north, under the skin, is the location of the god of true martial arts, every day, it is also from 7 o'clock to 9 o'clock in the morning, belonging to the dragon.
The blood was carried there.
It has to beat violently, and it is between 9 and 11 o'clock, but at this time the blood has to slow down, like a snake.
In fact, the show belongs to Wudang's boxing method.
In fact, it is also a turtle and snake plate, and the turtle is a dragon, and the dragon gives birth to nine sons, among which there are turtles.
It is also a method of transporting qi and blood in the combination of dragons and snakes.
In the past, you didn't see the sensitive point of the god of true martial arts, so I won't tell you, lest you try blindly, and if you make a mistake, you will die immediately.
There is no room for error. ” Wang Chao told Huo Ling'er the original method of transporting qi and blood of his sect, and then sighed: "The human body is too precise, more precise than any machine, there can be no mistakes, since I broke the void, my whole body is as light as glass, I can see all the secret points, and see those dense acupoints, as if I am the stars in the sky."
In his entire life, he cannot understand the relationship between man and heaven and earth and time. ” "That Zichen senior and you are practicing the same sect of boxing, why are your achievements different?"
Huo Ling'er's eyes were pure, her heart became more and more silent, and her title for Tang Zichen gradually changed and became a senior.
"Later, I broke away from the shackles of this fist method, and studied and explored the practice of Yoga Mahamudra, the blood of Yoga Mahamudra, which is in the west of the dantian, in an inch of flesh and skin under the navel, and that place is where Amitabha Buddha lives.
And the practice of yoga, when carrying blood, with pronunciation, I Buddhism and Qigong practice, which experienced a lot of life and death sinisterities, and finally turned over and broke the void. ” Wang Chaodao, although his words were simple, they revealed a sense of indifference that could break through life and death, and a bright light of great wisdom.
"Hmm.
I understand. ” Huo Ling'er said.
If you say that in this world, except for Tang Zichen who understands Wang Chao the most, the other woman is her.
"Master, what are you looking at?"
Huo Ling'er looked at a book in Wang Chao's hand, which was a small story book that recorded some magical powers in Buddhism.
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"It's a storybook."
Wang Chao smiled: "This story is about the Buddha's supernatural power to recite scriptures to a dead person for seven days when he was preaching, so that the dead can be resurrected. ” "There are many stories like Buddhism, where is there such an outrageous thing about raising the dead."
Huo Ling'er shook her head.
"Not really.
The sound comes to wash the marrow has a very powerful power, if a fist technique has reached the realm of Waigang, and the breath is like thunder, in the long run, it can shake the bone marrow and blood to rejuvenate it.
However, the probability of this is too small.
It is also necessary that the person is not completely cut off from life.
In fact, it is the same as a person whose heart has stopped beating, and an electric shock can bring him back up.
Buddhism still has some real skills, otherwise, it would be a cult based on a mouthful. ” Wang Chao flicked the pages of the book with his fingernails.
Just when Wang Chao's master and apprentice were discussing boxing, Yan Shoujing had already met Ziloya, an Indian yoga master.
At the same time, there are also Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong, two Danjin masters.
All gathered in the Yan family.
"It's this monk" Yan Shoujing sat on the seat, looking at Qi Luoya, who was wearing a red monk's robe and standing with his eyes down, his eyes were full of suspicion, and there were four words written on his face, pretending to be a ghost.
Naturally, he would not believe that these monks could cure diseases, and that they could get better without medicine and just by reciting a few verses of the scriptures.
Qi Luoya looked at Yan Shoujing, with a bitter expression, but he didn't speak, but his eyes shimmered, looking at Yan Shoujing, suddenly, his hands were holding his index fingers, clasped together, his lips trembled, and he issued a "吽", this sound came out, as if the temple was ringing a big bell, the air vibrate, Yan Shoujing was shocked by the sound and his teeth were numb, and he jumped up suddenly.
People stand in front of the big bell of the temple, ring the bell violently, and the sound shakes the bone marrow of the whole body, which is the feeling of Yan Shoujing.
"You have been restless recently, and the blood has accumulated in your liver, and my voice has dispersed the blood congestion in your liver, you stand up and try to see if you are much more comfortable physically."
Ziloya Road.
Yan Shoujing stood up, frowned, turned his body, and sure enough, he found that his body seemed to be much more comfortable.
"It's a psychological suggestion."
After Yan Shoujing's activities, there was still disbelief in his eyes, looking at Qi Luoya, he had seen some qigong master liars, saying that curing diseases was actually a trick of psychological suggestion.
"No, it's a vocal concussion, not a psychological suggestion.
It is the mana of the mana.
No, no, it should be called sound therapy in another word.
Ziloya shook his head.
"Why do you want to say two things," Yan Shoujing said.
"In the case of people who are not civilized, it is said that it is mana, and they are persuaded in the name of ghosts and gods, but now that I have come to a civilized and civilized society, I will explain it in civilized terms.
I'm not pretending.
In front of people who understand, I don't pretend to be a god or a ghost, and besides, there are two bodhisattvas in front of me, both of whom are proficient in these things.
Aside from my status as a practitioner, I'm just a doctor now.
Ziloya said honestly.
"Interesting."
After Yan Shoujing heard Qi Luoya's words, he felt that this monk was very interesting.
Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong glanced at each other, but they didn't think anything, they were all masters of Dan Dao, and they felt that it was normal for Qi Luoya's mantra pronunciation, but the boxing skills of the two of them were good at killing skills and fighting styles, but they were far less proficient in mantra healing and saving people.
"Let's go see Yuanyi, but Yuanyi's vitality has been cut off, and this monk is the last straw."
Wu Yunlong sighed.
This Dan Dao master also has no illusions about Ziloya in his heart, but it is better to have a chance than not to do it.
"Master Qi Luoya, Yuan Yi was killed by Wang Chao, you know Wang Chao's boxing technique deeply, are you sure?"
asked Liu Mubai.
"Wang Chao's realm has already seen the surname in his heart, and he can see it.
He is the Nyorai, and the Nyorai is him.
His supernatural powers have reached the highest achievement.
Ziloya said.
"I have seen Wang Chao in what Rulai, he has killed countless people, and he can also become Rulai, what is he Rulai" Yan Shoujing listened and shook his head.
"Everyone is like this, but they can't know themselves.
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There is no good or evil, just a state of perfection.
Ziloya smiled wryly.
"Let's go."
Wu Yunlong urged.
Several people came to a large bedroom, Yan Yuanyi was neatly dressed, lying on the bed, her face was flushed, as if she was asleep, but the slightest breath, heartbeat, and pulse on her body were gone.
"This female bodhisattva has passed away, it's not a disease, how can I save it" Qi Luoya saw Yan Yuanyi from a distance, and his face showed surprise, because he could see that Yan Yuanyi had entered the Dan Jin, in other words, the cultivation realm of the Bodhisattva of the flesh.
"I heard that in Buddhism back then, in addition to the marrow washing sutra, there was also the Great Compassion Mantra, and some secret mantras of the Soul Mantra were pronounced, which could shock the blood circulation of the human body and rejuvenate it, so you can try it."
Wu Yunlong sighed and shook his head.
"It is indeed recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha recited the mantra of the soul and brought people back to life, but these things are all recorded, and they can no longer be verified, maybe it is a lie, deceiving people, this may be, the pronunciation secret of the mantra is clear, but I am not sure, and a thought will take seven days, can not stop, otherwise, as soon as the voice stops, the blood is sluggish, there is no effect, my physical strength can not be supported, and it is likely to die of detachment."
Ziloya said honestly.
When this monk spoke, he directly said that the things recorded in the Buddhist scriptures could not be verified, and perhaps they were deceiving, and it could be seen that the cultivation had come.
Hearing Ziloya say that he was not sure at all, everyone present was silent.
"Hey, the Buddha has the compassion of cutting meat to feed the eagle and sacrificing his body to feed the tiger, what is the big deal if I save people and give up this skin."
Qi Luoya sat down suddenly, and said to Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai: "Please trouble the two great bodhisattvas to help me protect the Dharma, so as not to disturb me, I will start reciting the mantra now." ” Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong heard Qi Luoya's words, they were in awe, nodded, and sat cross-legged at the door. bellow After Qi Luoya sat down, Yan Shoujing consciously retreated, and suddenly there was a sound, and the four walls shook.
Then, a series of syllables came out of Ziloya's mouth, as if it was the kind of large-scale dojo where thousands of monks chanted the scriptures together neatly, shaking the air and trembling.
Wu Yunlong looked at Yan Yuanyi lying in the distance with all his attention, and suddenly found that after the vibration of Qi Luoya's syllables, Yan Yuanyi's skin was gradually trembling, and the blood that had been silent for a long time seemed to have a momentum of imminent movement.
After a day and a night, Ziloya's mouth still didn't stop, and it was still so loud and strong.
The sound shook some of the objects in the house and fell to the ground.
Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai also secretly admired the physical strength of this monk, it was really amazing.
At the same time, they gradually found that the vibration of the sound shook the blood in Yan Yuanyi's body and seemed to flow again.
But they knew that it was just a resonance of sound vibrations, not a precursor to a resurrection.
"The pronunciation of this mantra is really a bit of a doorway, and the blood in my body is shocked to flow slowly."
Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai secretly experienced Qi Luoya's pronunciation.
After two days and two nights, Ziloya began to lose his support, blood flowed from his mouth like foam, and his voice gradually lowered.
Liu Mubai, Wu Yunlong obviously felt that this monk's life had been overdrawn a lot, and his breath seemed to be a light in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.
At this time, Yan Yuanyi's heart suddenly beat weakly.
Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai clearly felt it, and his heart trembled However, at this time, Ziloya seemed to have been pumped with a stick, and as soon as the sound stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"I'm not like this after all" The monk sighed and lowered his head.
He had no breath at all, and he was exhausted.
To be continued: