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Chapter 16 016 [Cutting Meat to Feed the Eagle]

Clap!

The wick burst into a trembling flower.

Chen Sheng, who was standing there like a statue, was also shaken all over. The space between his eyebrows was like a reservoir with the floodgates opened, spewing out a golden-red torrent of internal energy.

One after another, they flowed upstream along the Ren and Du meridians and poured into the empty meridians throughout the body.

This change stimulated Chen Sheng's blood and energy so much that in an instant, his mind was free of distractions and his roots were pointing towards the sky.

Compared with the previous red internal force, in Chen Sheng's perception, the golden red internal force at this time was as hot as fire, as calm as water, as sticky as pulp, and as light as the wind... It was clearly extremely hard and yang, but also a harmony of yin and yang, both hard and soft, harmonious as one, and running smoothly.

Among the meridians throughout the body, the opened ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is like a scorching sun in the sky, releasing endless light unrestrainedly.

From then on, Chen Sheng's inner strength will always be full and complete, seemingly endless and never exhausted.

Moreover, the skill can be turned at will. While walking, sitting or lying down, the true Qi will always circulate on its own and grow stronger naturally.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Chen Sheng suddenly reached out and pinched the edge of the fine iron cabinet in front of him.

After removing the fingers, there were two clear fingerprints left on it.

With the body tempered by "Hand-to-Hand Martial Arts Manual" and "Kuangfeng Sword Record", Chen Sheng was confident that he could make a deep fist mark on the iron cabinet with one punch, but he could never do it so easily and leave a mark on the iron.

"Compared to the martial arts of the main world, although the internal strength of this world has no future for the time being, it also has its own unique mysteries."

Close your eyes and regulate your breathing for a moment, so that the turbulent internal energy and blood will gradually calm down, and Chen Gen's state will return to normal.

Chen Sheng exhaled a long stream of hot air from his mouth.

Fortunately, under normal circumstances, the qi and blood in the flesh and the internal force in the meridians are still clearly separated, neither blending nor conflicting with each other.

Afterwards, he picked up the key from Miaofa and began to open the compartments of the medicine cabinet one by one.

He took some precious pills such as Dragon and Tiger Strength Pills, Heart and Lung Strengthening Powder, Steel and Bone Wine, and Nourishing Essence Pills, wrapped them in a cloth and put them on his back, then opened the window and looked out.

The crescent moon is in the west and the sky is full of stars.

On the dark earth, in the direction of the mountain behind the Imperial Temple, there was a long dragon made of torches, winding its way towards the temple.

"It happened to be the Yin hour, so I timed my breakthrough just right.

Unfortunately, first some craftsmen plotted a rebellion, and then the incident of Danta losing his dan occurred, so it was no longer possible to stay in Yuhuang Temple.

After developing here for so long, it’s time to take Chongliu and Chongqi to a new map.”

Chen Sheng smiled and opened his arms, then leaped down from the tower like a big bird. After his toes hit the tower several times to lose his strength, he disappeared into the uneven roofs of the temple.

Only a cheerful hum was left, which disappeared in the wind amid the dull sound of the golden bell.

"This time, the sky is high and the birds fly freely, the sea is wide and the fish leap freely."

Chen Sheng's good mood lasted until he returned home, when it suddenly disappeared.

Looking at the empty room, he stood at the door with a rather unhappy expression on his face.

Recalling the two younger brothers' ambitious plans at dinner, the Arhat Hall head monk's plan to arrest a group of craftsmen who were forming a gang and attempting to rebel, and their disappearance late at night, it was not difficult to guess that they must have gone to attend the rebellion rally.

"Children are so hard to raise. Even when they reach puberty, they still have secrets."

Chen Sheng shook his head, turned around and walked out of the yard.

At first he was still walking fast, but soon he turned into taking off into the air by touching the ground with his toes. Finally, his body ran higher and higher, gradually flying to the top of the tree and running on the tree.

……

In the dense forest outside the Yuhuang Temple, a group of monks armed with knives and sticks were rushing towards the courtyard of the Zhu brothers.

If Chen Sheng were here, he would definitely recognize that the leader among them was the master of the Dan Pagoda - Monk Jueci.

Tonight, the head of Luohan Hall captured the rebels in the temple and caught all the thieves who were gathering in the back mountain. Although the thief leaders Gou Shu and Gou Ji were strong in martial arts, they were captured after some effort.

On the way back, one of the captives confessed that the two bandit leaders actually had an older brother named Gou Zhong, who also worked as a copyist in the temple.

Considering that Gou Zhong might be skilled in martial arts, the head monk of the Arhat Hall immediately ordered Monk Jueci to go and capture him personally.

Jueci, who is sixty-five years old this year, is a plump, white monk with a round figure. He always smiles when he sees people and looks like a statue of Maitreya.

But the disciples following him all knew that this Laughing Maitreya was one of the most vicious criminals in the Yuhuang Temple.

He was originally a wealthy businessman from Jinling who was obsessed with the art of immortality. He did this because he saw in ancient books that the mother's womb contains innate qi, which can prolong life if consumed for a long time.

He secretly kidnapped pregnant women around Jinling, performed caesarean sections to remove the fetuses, and refined elixirs. After committing a series of horrific crimes, it seemed that he really achieved some results.

After the incident of taking the fetus to make the elixir was exposed, he took refuge in Yuhuang Temple, and when he reappeared, he had become a great monk.

At this time, he was running quickly on the narrow mountain road, preaching to the monks behind him a story about the Buddha cutting off his flesh to feed an eagle.

In the past, there was a king named Sīpi, who lived in Jambudvīpa and presided over the Dharma of the Chakravartin. His heart was as equanimous as the earth, and his compassion for all living beings was like that of a loving mother. Seeing that his resolve was not yet firm, Indra and his minister Viśvakarma transformed themselves into a falcon and a white dove and descended upon the king's court.

The white dove, frantic as a leaf falling in the wind, flew straight into the king's arms, crying mournfully, "Please, King, have mercy on me and protect my life!" The king stroked its feathers and said, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you." Before he could finish his words, an eagle with golden eyes and iron claws suddenly appeared, snarling like thunder, "This pigeon is my food. If you take it away from me, I will die. How can this be justified?"

The king clasped his hands together and smiled, like the moon breaking through the clouds: "You need flesh and blood, my body can replace it." He then took a sharp knife and a golden scale, placed a pigeon on one end of the scale, and cut the flesh from his thigh to add to it. However, even after cutting the flesh until the bones were exposed, the scale still did not balance. The king's body was bleeding profusely, but his face was calm. He told his attendants: "Take my whole body and place it on the scale!"

Heaven and earth shook, and six auspicious signs appeared. Indra revealed his true form, shedding tears: "When the king cut his flesh, did he feel any regret?" The king replied: "I see this body as hollow as a banana leaf, and as easily dispersed as morning dew. If I have even a thought of regret, I wish the wound would not heal. If my heart is as pure as glass, I wish my body to be as smooth as before." After he finished speaking, his body became complete, even better than before.

You should know that when a bodhisattva practices the perfection of giving, he uses his body as the wick, his blood as the oil, and his bones as the lampstand, igniting the light of wisdom that illuminates the three realms.

Those who dare to donate their bodies to sentient beings are all Bodhisattvas of the Supreme Perfect Enlightenment.

"Hahaha, Jueci Baldy, according to your rhetoric, doesn't that mean that all the babies you ate have already become Buddhas?"

Hearing the voice, Jueci suddenly raised his head.

Then he saw a tall figure standing on the branch of a large tree next to him, overlooking the monks below...

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