I am immortal.

Chapter 101
But he said that the old scalper brought many prepared spiritual objects, stepped on the auspicious cloud, went straight to Leifu to find the three or five Huoling Generals over there, and borrowed his disaster fight to use Leihuo to the end The masculine power is used to refine many former great monsters into the purest and harmless aura.

Speaking of which, the old scalper himself was once a big monster, but he refused to obey discipline. He used to be a monster in the lower realm, and he fought several times with many gods and generals of the Ministry of Thunder, but he didn't offend the 36 members of the Ministry of Thunder. It is necessary to know that the Thunder Department is already known as the strongest war department in the heavens, and the 36 generals are the strongest among them. The number of 36 is constant, but their personnel are different.

All the gods of Leibu can challenge these 36 titles.

The strong go up, the weak retreat.

This led to the guarantee of the combat ability of the 36 generals.

It can be said that among the strongest fighting department in the heavens, the 36 most capable generals.

It is not responsible for the rain and thunder.

Nor is it responsible for exorcising evil spirits with thunder.

He is only responsible for the punishment of the sky and the robbery of the sky, which is the so-called "five thunders and five thunders".

Although the old scalper has never met the 36 Thunder Generals face to face, the many Thunder Generals below are old acquaintances.

There were many fights back then.

Later, by chance, he joined Doubu. Lao Niu was extremely rich, and spent all his wealth, and set up a banquet for 30 days, with many delicacies and jade plates, and what kind of spirit fruit and wine, like a flowing water banquet, he seemed to go to the top He put it on, even took out a lot of treasures, and went to the Guanghan Palace of the True Lord of Taiyin, and invited thirty beauties from the court ladies to dance and play music.

Those who cultivate the Thunder Law are all upright and upright people, easy to form enemies, and easy to untie them.

He also knew that this old scalper kicked down the Buddhist temples and pagodas where the pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata came, and ran all the way here.

One by one is amazing.

Just say something awesome.

Knowing that the old scalper even kicked the old monk, he ate up all the lotus in the lotus pond.

Even more awe-inspiring.

Coupled with good wine, delicious food and beauties, this old scalper is willing to give up money, and he talks and laughs very boldly. After a while, he has become acquainted with each other. A month's worth of wine is a pleasure in the world. It's the great heat, and the sky has been cloudy for a month, and the heat has disappeared.

There is only one bad thing.

In the whole month, there is only thunder but no rain in the sky.

There was a clamor of thunder, almost as if someone was stroking their beard and laughing.

In the end, this matter was discovered by the true kings of the Ministry of Thunder, and they were furious.

Urging this group of drunk and swaying Leibu righteous gods to go to the rain, everyone stumbled while still on the banquet, knocked over a good jar of wine, the rain fell, and they were drunk world.

"Hey, it's a pity that the wine is good!"

"Ha, it really rains!"

It rained heavily that day.

The old scalper and the generals of Leibu laughed when they talked about the past.

But the god general smiled and said: "It's you, why do you like to write backwards when you write? It should be the first thing to do when you tell people to go to rain, but you write backwards, which makes people remember wrongly and delays things." , provoked the officials of Yu Xingyun, the officials of mighty swords and mighty spirits, and the envoy who held the fire bell all got angry, and went to the Lei Mansion, [Lei Boqing Emperor Lei Jun] came over in person, and we had a good meal."

The old scalper scratched his head and said, "Haha, isn't that what I'm used to?"

"When I was a demon king in the lower realm, the most important thing was to keep it secret. I'm used to writing it backwards..."

He paused, then raised his hand and slapped his forehead, shouting, "Oops, no good!"

"It's easy to write!"

"The letter to Xiao Wuhuo has also been written backwards, what should I do?"

Originally planned to get up and go, but it can be seen that the thunder fire is being activated, and the spiritual material is being tempered, and I need to watch it by myself, and I can't walk away. After thinking about it, I finally had to sit back in the original position and sighed , Said: "This can't go away, that's all, this foundation is the most important."

"I have to talk to Wuhuo tomorrow..."

………………

After Qi Wuhuo finished [Circle Light Revealing Art], he set up the mysterious altar. The old scalper's cultivation was much higher than his, and all the auras that could be sent to him immediately were wiped out in one breath. After sending them over, these qi machines belonging to the great beasts and monsters were stuffed into each jade bottle, and the seal was very tight.

These jade bottles are also quite extraordinary.

They are all made of clear materials, and all the mixed aura and aura in them have been extracted cleanly.

Therefore, it can be directly used to house the qi machines without making the qi machines impure.

There is a one-time forced seal on the mouth of the bottle.

To prevent these auras from flying away.

Although these auras have been tempered once, and the spirituality and wildness in them have been greatly dissipated, they are extraordinary after all, and they are easy to leak out and dissipate between heaven and earth.

A piece of white paper was pasted on it, carefully distinguishing the ownership and origin of these things, in order to prevent the young Taoist from knowing who the breath in each bottle belonged to. It's just that the young Taoist really became a monk halfway, and he didn't grow up in the heavens. A name, after all, is just a name on a piece of blank paper.

The young Taoist just arranged them.

Arranged in order of use.

"Huh? Has Uncle Niu arranged it?"

"He once said that you have to gradually adapt from weak to strong..."

Qi Wuhuo looked at the list given by the old scalper, but he didn't know the habits of the old scalper, so he picked up the first bottle, and saw that there was a green color inside, like the vast sky, and immediately looked at the words written on it. The written text, its title is——

【Nine-headed Lion Yuanzun Holy Spirit】

"Is this the weakest one?"

"I heard from Uncle Niu that it's the weakest one. It's basically not difficult. It's just a matter of practice."

Qi Wuhuo picked up the bottle and looked at the peacock egg on the cushion next to it.

Gently stroking the eggshell with his fingers, he felt that the inner spirit was sleeping at the moment. After thinking about it, he put the jade bottle back, thinking about waiting for the peacock's spirituality to wake up before trying again, and then he meditated on the bed and exhaled. When the time came, he lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, I got up and cleaned the courtyard of the Taoist temple.

There are also evergreen trees here, and the cold wind blows in winter, and many of them are blown down every night, making a rustling sound.

The little Taoist priest ran in quickly: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, I bought back what you asked for!"

The young Taoist put the broom in his hand on one side. This broom is made of broomsticks whose branches become rough and hard in autumn. In spring, this broomstick is actually a rare and refreshing wild vegetable, also known as Kochia. It can be used to relieve diarrhea and cure sores. Qi Wuhuo likes the taste of it after blanching, and it is also good for sweeping the floor. At this time, the little Taoist priest had put a large cloth bag in the on the ground.

Although Ming Xin is young, she is still nourishing her vitality.

Physical strength is light and healthy, in fact, it is not worse than that of an adult man. When he walked with such a big bag, he only breathed a little. After wiping off his sweat, he took a spoonful of water in the water tank and drank it, feeling refreshed Many, exhausted after a while, watching the young Taoist open his pocket, which contained pungent realgar, he couldn't help but curiously said:
"However, Uncle Qi, what do you want to buy this realgar for?"

"If you want to get rid of poisonous insects, a small piece will be fine."

The young Taoist said gently: "A small piece is not enough."

Looking up at the city, he could already guess that it was precisely because the water god did not rain enough that the disease was not suppressed and the disease was rampant in the city. The medicine, melted into the water and sprinkled in the city, can be suppressed a little bit, so that the rain will stung and the thunder will ward off evil spirits.

Qi Wuhuo brought a large bucket, broke apart the solid realgar, ground it into powder, and melted it into water.

Fingers move.

The "Cloud and Rain Chess Game" obtained from Mr. Ao Liu circulated in my heart.

As a result, the water flow in the bucket seemed to turn into a water snake, hovering in the wooden bucket, mixing the realgar powder evenly into the water, this way, the eyes of the little Taoist Mingxin next to him lit up, and he pulled Qi Wu Huo cuffed and said: "Uncle Qi, Uncle Qi, what kind of trick is this? It's so interesting!"

"Can you teach me?!"

The volume of Daoist scriptures in the hands of the old Taoist rapped directly on the top of Ming Xin's head, causing the little Taoist to groan and look at the teacher with complaints all over his face.

The old Taoist glared at him, and said: "Your soul is not enough, your vitality is mixed, and the foundation has not been firmly established, so you want to do such a thing? Isn't it too ambitious?!"

The little Taoist felt melancholy and regretful.

The young Taoist smiled gently, but did not answer. After all, this is the method of old Mr. Ao Liu, and it should not be passed on lightly without permission.

The Taoist temple is located at a slightly higher place in Zhongzhou Fucheng. Standing on the high place of the Taoist temple and looking far away, he can see most of the city, but at this moment, he is somewhat regretful. It is a pity that his cultivation is not enough. Realm, you can turn the realgar water into the shape of a water dragon and a snake, and then rise into the clouds, where it can rain down, and it only takes a day to rain down the city.

Not now.

If you don't have enough cultivation, you can't do such a thing.

He still has to honestly hold the bucket to sprinkle water.

The little Taoist knew that he didn't need to use it for homework, so he quickly volunteered. He also has a qi machine, and he has enough strength.

This bucket is quite big, and one person can fit in it. The old Taoist said that the little Taoist was held in his arms in this big bucket and soaked in the bath when he was a child. The little Taoist carried the bucket clearly to control his vitality The way to control the water flow will not waste too much when it is spilled. When the bucket of water is exhausted, it has reached the end of the street, and the porridge stall from yesterday is still there.

There are also great monks who built sheds to receive patients.

Qi Wuhuo was slightly surprised, but he saw that the monk was an acquaintance. It was the same monk who chased the fortune teller to the brothel in Pingkangfang. The great monk also recognized Qi Wuhuo, Smiling and nodding, he beckoned the young man to wait a moment, then helped a patient to diagnose and treat, took out the medicine and handed it over, gently instructed the contraindications of taking the medicine, and then got up and came over.

Putting his hands together, he said in a gentle voice: "The poor monk has met the Taoist priest, and we meet again."

Qi Wuhuo returned the salute in a Taoist way, saying: "Master, this is..."

The great monk replied: "Because of the rampant epidemic recently, the poor monk had to let that guy go and come here for a consultation first."

He was a gentle-looking monk. He heard coughing sounds from around him, clasped his hands together and sighed with drooping eyes:
"Mercy, mercy."

"All beings are suffering."

"The fortune teller can be caught later, and the poor monk can wait, but many people's diseases cannot be delayed."

"It's a big deal to let him run first, and the poor monk will chase after him."

"Ah, little friend, do you want something to eat? I have dried soybeans here, which taste very good."

The young Taoist took the soybeans, handed them to Xiao Mingxin, and said, "Do all living beings suffer?"

The great monk nodded, and said: "Yes...has the little Taoist master heard of the most basic principles of Buddhism?"

Qi Wuhuo replied: "I don't know, I still invite Master to teach me."

The great monk boiled rough tea and said, "The most basic concepts of Buddhism are called the Four Noble Truths."

"It is the dead who suffers from the collection of suffering. Among the most basic concepts of the Four Noble Truths, the most basic point is [the truth of suffering]. Everything in the world is suffering. Although there is prosperity and beauty, the beauty is always short-lived. Youth is strong and vigorous. , but it will be old in a flash, the spring is beautiful, but it will be hot soon, the flowers will bloom brilliantly, and soon the flowers will fall, that's all..."

The young Taoist was thoughtful, and said to himself: "The truth of suffering?"

He followed the monk's line of sight and saw the scene in front of him.

He immediately shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

"Although the flowers fall, they have bloomed after all; youth is beautiful, so why is it painful to grow old?"

"The master said that the falling of flowers is suffering, but it is because he is greedy for the beauty of opening; he said that getting older is suffering, but he hopes to be young forever."

"The so-called [The Truth of Suffering] says that all living beings in the world are suffering, but is it because they are too attached to these living beings?"

The young Taoist lamented:
"The person who brought up this truth of suffering must be very gentle, right? I don't think I've ever seen such a gentle person."

"Love the most beautiful time of all beings."

"But I am also obsessed with the greatest desire. I hope that all beings will be healthy and young forever, and that the flowers will bloom undefeated."

"His desire is so obsessed."

The monk was slightly stunned, as if he had encountered something unbelievable, he subconsciously looked at the young Taoist in front of him.

After a long time, he said: "Little friend is really talented."

"My Buddhist Four Noble Truths, the second is [Ji Di], what I said is the same as what my friend said, and it is said that all suffering comes from desire."

"In addition to this, there are two truths of cessation and Tao."

"[Mie Truth] means that you must eliminate all the causes of worldly suffering before you can enter the ideal state."

The young Taoist was thoughtful, and said naturally: "It's too extreme...to destroy everything, do it thoroughly but leave no way out."

"If this is the case, then you should continue to practice yourself, so that you can return to a more natural posture from such an extreme state."

So the monk was silent for a long time, and sighed:
"The Taoist priest... is very savvy."

"The last truth is called [Taoist Truth], and the words must enter the highest state and realm."

"Long-term practice is required."

The young Taoist took the tea that the monk handed him, thought for a long time, and said:

"It turns out that [bitterness] [collection] [destruction] [road], this is not a parallel path, but a person's path."

"When I see the Four Noble Truths, it's like seeing him."

"Seeing him go from being in love with all beings, to feeling grief because he realizes that everything is fleeting, and then seeing that everything can predict its end, and feeling that everything in the world is painful, wandering in melancholy, and choosing to cut off his own life Desire, so far still loves the common people, but will not suffer any more."

"But in the end, I realized that this path is paranoid, so I walked back."

"This is his practice, and it is also a very complete [Refinement], it is his method, it is his way."

"It's also his misery and persistence."

"I see."

The great monk was silent, holding the tea with trembling palms.

He wanted to drink the tea soup, but he couldn't hold it up at all.

In the end, he sighed and was speechless. He put down the teacup, got up and his sleeves were half wet. He put his palms together and said:

"Really, you have a heart!"

"It is said that the Buddha once appeared under the bodhi tree for a short time and then disappeared. He was never born and only spoke the most basic theories of Buddhism. , so it is called [Di Listening], which means [Listen to the Four Noble Truths], and you can hear all the sufferings, desires, and paths in the world."

Just about to continue talking, there was a sudden pause.

In other words, almost everyone raised their heads.

The whole city was boiling, and everyone looked up to the west. It was obviously not noon, but suddenly there was a large swath of sunlight in the west, but although it was a glow, it was a large swath of red, as red as blood. Yes, the Buddhist bell in the Buddhist temple in the capital of Zhongzhou moved without wind, and it rang eighteen times. The great monk was stunned for a long time, his palms trembling, and suddenly——

The string of beads in his hand fell apart, and the beads fell to the ground.

Under this blood-like glow, the Buddha characters are full of bright red.

The great monk was silent for a long time, then murmured:
"There is a Buddha."

"None...?"

(End of this chapter)