The monk who knew the guest, Huizhi, walked quickly, remembering the instructions of the master, and did not dare to delay for a moment.
When he arrived outside the courtyard where Chen Cuo was staying and told the guard guarding the door why he was here, the guard would go in and report.
Unexpectedly, the courtyard was suddenly filled with golden light at this moment!
Several guards seemed unaware and continued to walk inside.
Huizhi was shocked to the spot, and then he kept some clarity and focused on the bone relics on his forehead. His eyes were dimly glowing, and he looked towards the courtyard!
The first thing I saw was Chen Cuo sitting cross-legged on the bed, radiating brilliance!
Suddenly, Chen Cuo opened his eyes, and his eyes burst into light!
"ah!"
Huizhi screamed, backed away, and covered her eyes.
"..."
In the house, Chen Cuo noticed the situation outside the house and was speechless for a moment after piercing the evil ghost's shadow directly with a glare.
"This Huizhi is really unlucky. Just now I took advantage of the situation and stabbed him. The thoughts in my eyes were like knives in the world, shattering the evil ghost's thoughts. I didn't expect Huizhi to come to investigate and accidentally hurt him."
As soon as he thought of this, he quickly got up, went outside, supported Huizhi, who was swaying from side to side, and asked for comfort.
Huizhi recovered a little, but his mind was confused and he was dizzy. However, when he saw Chen Miss coming, he still forced himself to salute.
When Chen Cuo asked about him, Huizhi just said it was okay. Chen Cuo asked him to go to the house to rest, but he was not willing to stay. After a few words and persistence, he left in a hurry.
Leaving the place where Chen made a mistake, Huizhi stumbled all the way. Although she was dizzy, she kept her thoughts in mind and quickly returned to the seat. She then closed her eyes and told what happened.
"The body is protected by golden light, and your eyes are shining brightly, making it impossible for you to look directly?" The old monk was also a little unsure, "This matter is not a trivial matter. You should go and practice for a while, and don't reveal the news." After saying this, he raised his hand and nodded.
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Huizhi's stinging eyes immediately felt much relieved. He took a deep breath, thanked him, and rubbed his eyes. However, he felt a little more insight in his mind, a sense of the vastness of the world. The bone relic between his forehead
, even more condensed, and couldn't help but be surprised.
"Sure enough, he is destined to be the prince." The old monk couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he saw it, and then warned, "When the prince leaves the temple, you can return to the inner hall and practice hard, but now you have to put the things in your hands first
Things are done."
Huizhi was overjoyed when he heard this, clasped his hands and retreated. Soon, word spread about what happened to him today, attracting the envy of many people. However, due to the rules, he could not visit Chen Cuo these days.
On the other side, the old monk who sent Huizhi away was full of surprise and frowned.
"Just now, there was some trace of Shinto aura left in Cai Cai's wise eyes. Could it be that the Lord has mastered the Heart Temple Technique? This is really unbelievable..." Thinking of this, the old monk suddenly realized an issue that both he and the temple master had ignored.
"What realm was that monarch in before he was reincarnated? What is his identity in the upper realm? Could it be that... it's not just a realm outside the world? Is it still above it?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't calm down. He took a deep breath and thought that when the temple master came back, he would bring up this matter and discuss it.
"I just hope that the king's progress can be slower and more in line with common sense, and don't rush into tomorrow's events..."
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After Huizhi left, Chen Cuo returned to the house and felt a little emotional when he saw the little pig and the little turtle.
"These two are worthy of the name of Taoist friends and should be respected."
At this time, the little pig turned over, rolled to the table, rubbed his back, smacked his lips, and looked around as if he was looking for food.
"..."
Shaking his head, Chen Cuo sat back on the bed.
"Just now, the evil ghost and I have had a duel. We sensed from afar, caught everyone by surprise, and took advantage. We have made a battle call. The day of the decisive battle is not far away..."
As soon as he thought about it, Chen Cuo didn't feel sad. Instead, as soon as he thought about it, sixty-four gold characters appeared in his mind.
"However, fighting against evil spirits is a top priority, but it is only a temporary goal. Understanding the method of magical power and exploring the way forward should be the main thing."
After thinking about it, he picked up the Buddhist scriptures at hand, read them silently, sorted out his thoughts, recalled what he had gained, and finally sighed.
"If you want the Tao, you must first live forever, and then you must live long enough to see the Tao, but..."
He looked confused.
"What is Tao?"
He recalled all the things he had encountered since he came into contact with Zhou Youzi.
"Taoist Master Zhou is the way of cultivation. This Buddhist temple is the way of incense. In order to fight against evil spirits, I also seek the method of incense. Can the method of incense be called the Tao?"
While he was thinking about it, the sixty-four golden talismans in his heart suddenly started to rotate and began to melt, progressing very quickly.
"If this Dharma is the Tao, Temple Dragon King should have already attained the Tao. Why is he so depressed?"
The golden characters had already melted less than half, but Chen Cuo noticed an obsession from it, originating from the obsession of the Temple Dragon King, so he decisively withdrew his consciousness and slowed down the process.
"If you want to completely dissolve, you can't just rely on thinking. Part of it must be combined with visualization. Only after establishing the mind in your heart can you truly master it. Therefore, visualization and establishing the mind must be put on the agenda and cannot be delayed."
Ding ding ding…
While he was thinking, there was a crashing sound at his feet, but it was the little pig drinking from a cup with his eyes looking around.
Chen Cuo was speechless when he saw it. He didn't want to talk about what he said, but he just wanted incense to swallow it up? Brother Zhu didn't seem to stop talking.
But he was grateful for the piggy's kindness, so he got up and asked the piggy what he wanted to eat.
Xiaozhu coquettishly expressed his desire to eat white flour steamed buns. Chen Cuo clapped his hands and ordered people to prepare, and said: "Brother Zhu, please sit down, I have something to ask."
The little pig immediately climbed up and sat on the chair.
"Hmph, just say what you want to say."
Chen Cuo said: "When the Dragon King Temple was first built, it was to worship the Dragon King of the river, right?"
"Exactly, but then it was Old Dragon who became the master of clay sculptures," Xiaozhu nodded and said, "It was also the damn old Dragon King who was lucky, otherwise he would have given up his throne honestly if he had run into me!
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Chen Cuo silently calculated and said: "From this point of view, the establishment of the temple can be traced back to the Han Dynasty and even the pre-Qin Dynasty. At that time, the incense was at its peak, but the Dragon King violated the laws of heaven for some unknown reason. After he was beheaded, the temple became nothing.
The land of the Lord was ruined because of this. During the Jin Dynasty, the clay sculptures in the temple received incense and blood sacrifices and were born, but they were too weak to respond to the incense."
"What a pity!" The little white pig's face showed a look of reminiscence, "Even I can't save him! Humph!"
The little turtle's chirping sound is a bit deep.
Chen Cuo followed: "I visited the temple of His Highness the Dragon King and tried my best to find the way, but I seemed to have a knot in my mind."
Xiaozhu hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Old Long just couldn't think about it. He felt that he was born out of injustice. He has been searching all his life. He just wants to know why he was born and what the meaning is. If I say it, he thinks too much and is really unhappy.
, break free from the cage of clay sculptures, go out to do chivalry and do justice, and put an end to all the tragedies like that day. Wouldn’t that just calm down the anger in my heart? There are so many entanglements! Hmph!”
Chen Cuo was shocked and thought deeply. When his thoughts became clearer, he bowed his hands to Xiaozhu and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!"
"You're welcome, you're welcome! Don't forget your promise!" The little pig waved his hooves, looking magnanimous.
Chen Cuo nodded. This conversation actually reduced his confusion a lot, and the idea of Xiaozhu's offering just now was of great help to him.
The legacy of the Dragon King of that temple was not only the incense cultivation method, but also the insights. However, Chen Cuo was still at a low level and could not fully understand it, but he was vaguely aware of it.
Just then, Chen Hai led a few people in, carrying steamed buns and other food. When the little pig saw it, he ran straight away and started eating happily.
Seeing this scene, Chen Cuo felt a little happy and relieved.
Then, he laughed and said: "After all, I haven't refined the characters yet, so I have been affected by it." But he was not in a hurry to expel the gratitude in his heart.
After a while, Chen Hai returned and saw Chen Cuo. He became more and more awed and respectful, saying that if Jiang Yi's article spread, there would be no more troubles.
Chen Cuo nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and instead ordered some items for Chen Hai to prepare. He added, "Just prepare these things before noon tomorrow."
After hearing this, Chen Hai was naturally confused, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions and nodded in agreement.
That night, after Chen Cuo had dinner, he went to bed early, fell into a dream, manifested the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wrote down records, sorted out his experiences, and made final preparations before establishing himself as a god.
