Yang Muyun turned the car all the way and gradually discovered that Ye Qianxun was also going to Dengfeng and got on the Shaolin Temple car.
Yang Muyun simply stopped looking for a way out and lay directly on Ye Qianxun's backpack.
Anyway, there is wind flowing, and others can't see themselves, so they can enjoy the scenery along the way with a swagger.
After Ye Qianxun entered the temple, a little monk wearing a monk's robe was immediately received.
Yang Muyun began to wonder because Ye Qianxun was not going to visit the tourist route, but the area that was prohibited from entering.
Soon, the young monk bowed and left. Ye Qianxun pushed the door and saw an old monk with white hair and beard, so he took off his mask, took off his hat, and walked to the futon opposite the monk and sat cross-legged.
The monk sat cross-legged on the cushion and chanted the scriptures and practiced. When he saw Ye Qianxun coming, he raised his head and said weakly: "I am a monk. There are many inconveniences in the pure Buddhist place. I can only meet the female donor here. If you are rude, please ask for any rudeness.
The female donor, he is willing to live.”
Ye Qianxun looked around and said lightly: "It's okay, hurry up and start."
The monk stretched out his left hand and exposed his wrist. Ye Qianxun immediately put two fingers on him.
Ye Qianxun, who had been immersed in medical skills for many years, was blessed by the internal nerves. As soon as he touched his hands, he felt the physical condition of the monk.
"The master is very strong and has no hidden diseases. Why should he mess with me?"
The monk curled his lips and smiled strangely. He felt that Ye Qianxun was about to shrink his hand. The monk immediately turned his palms upside down, which instead restrained Ye Qianxun's vein.
Ye Qianxun's hands were blessed with internal nerves, and his hand speed was so fast that it exceeded the physiological limits of human beings, but he was still held by a monk. The speed of the thunder and lightning was in a completely opposite contrast to his weak appearance just now.
"I heard that the female donor has excellent medical skills and has mastered the Taiyi divine needle. I can only come up with this bad strategy and meet the female donor."
Ye Qianxun snorted coldly, "No wonder the master met in this side hall. He did not dare to do bad things in front of the Buddha."
"Amitabha!" The monk hung his name, "If the Buddha master knew, he would forgive the young monk. After obtaining the Taiyi divine needle, I will definitely teach the disciples and save all living beings. It is much better than a donor who only treats a rich man like me.
.”
"It's such a decent face to be a robber."
"The heart of the Bodhisattva also requires Vajra methods, so please forgive me for the female donor."
Ye Qianxun shook his left hand and several silver needles appeared, but the monk moved his right hand and countered Ye Qianxun before attacking him. His finger pressed on his wrist. Ye Qianxun suddenly felt weak in his palm and could not even pinch the silver needle.
Lived.
"Amitabha! I know that this Taiyi divine needle can not only save people, but also defeat enemies. If the female donor only has this little trick, don't waste your energy and struggle."
Ye Qianxun was angry.
I thought that with the Buddha's blessing, I could do good deeds and save the world as I wanted, but I didn't expect that something went wrong in just one month, and the one who deceived me was the Buddha's disciple.
"If the female donor tells me about Taiyi divine needles, I will not only offer the promised things, but also tell the donor about his experience of studying the Yi Jin Jing and the "Miracle Cleansing Sutra" throughout his life, what should I do?"
Ye Qianxun, whose hands were silenced, calmed down and asked, "Master, aren't you afraid of the Buddha's punishment?"
The monk did not answer immediately, but was silent for a long time.
"The female donor, I went to the temple to practice at the age of three, and I have been practicing for a long time. I have learned everything from the scriptures, martial arts, and medical skills. But I have never felt the existence of the Buddha, if I had expected it, I would not have thought of it.
No, there is no real Buddha in this world."
Ye Qianxun nodded, "I was like the master a month ago, but the Buddha appeared a month ago and taught me the Taiyi divine needle. The master wanted to learn, so I just wanted to find the Buddha."
The monk laughed, "Does the female donor think I am a three-year-old child?"
Ye Qianxun did not speak, but sighed: "The True Buddha has never disappeared, but there is no Pure Land for worshipping the True Buddha in the world."
Then, Ye Qianxun closed his eyes and said to himself: "Master Buddha, do you see all this?"
The monk laughed, thinking that it was already this time, are you still counting on the Buddha Lord? But the monk couldn't laugh the next moment.
The wind blew, and the side hall was rushing.
Ye Qianxun's black hair was flying, his clothes were flying, and a bright light rose behind his head, just like the red sun jumping out of the sea, emitting thousands of rays of light.
Yang Muyun thought to himself: "See it! Close your eyes and don't move no matter what happens."
The power poured into the flying sword, and the flying sword was like an airport searchlight, which made Ye Qianxun turn black, and everything outside the outline of the body turned white. Although the monk felt his eyes were tingling, he still tried hard to open it.
Big eyes.
Yang Muyun even released his own power of rules, and the gears wrapped in electric light and fire light slowly rotated around him. However, Yang Muyun's body was hiding behind Ye Qianxun. The old monk could not see the gears at all, and saw the light constantly turning.
The halo of the halo was thought to be a vision of Buddha's light shining.
The old monk had never seen the Buddha's light, but he could feel the magnificent momentum, vast energy, and some kind of force field that shocked the soul.
This is by no means what man can do, let alone what man can do.
"The Buddha Lord... There is really a Buddha Lord in the world..."
Yang Muyun has an ogre's throat, which can simulate human voices. After obtaining the rules, the throat is also baptized by the rules, becoming more magical.
At this time, Yang Muyun used his power to sigh, as if hundreds of millions of sentient beings were sighing at the same time. The numerous sounds instantly drifted away the monk's perception, like a tiny grain of sand in the starry sky.
"You want to see me?"
The monk felt like a stone monkey standing in the Buddha's palm looking up at the Buddha. The Buddha's voice was like a waterfall in the sky, spreading from a distant ethereal place to his side, blew over his forehead with a strong wind.
Shoulders, waist and back...
The monk shivered all over and instantly released his restraint on Ye Qianxun, and then he knelt down respectfully.
"Buddha, after obtaining the Taiyi Divine Needle, the young monk was taught to his children and to save the world. It is definitely not like this who accumulates money and profits like this."
Yang Muyun said in the tone of a Buddha: "After you learned the Taiyi Divine Agent, you did not know how to diagnose the disease for the rich and wealthy merchants, and you also started with tens of millions of dollars in medical treatment. But all the money you earned was donated to charity funds to support Bian Yuan.
The construction of village and town medical care in poor places uses the hands of all living beings to improve the medical conditions of poor people. Doing great justice without taking small good deeds is great wisdom.”
After a pause, Yang Muyun said again: "After you have the Taiyi magic needle, even if you don't sleep and apply the needle to save people, how many people can you save day and night? How many ordinary doctors have lost their jobs because of you? If you are gone,
Who will take over your position? Be greedy for small good and destroy the great righteousness!"
The monk was stunned.
This is the truth.
"Buddha, the little monk is willing to follow the female lay Buddhists and help them perform great righteous actions, so as to eliminate sins and accumulate merits. Forget the kindness of the Buddha."
"good!"
The strong wind stopped suddenly in the side hall, the light suddenly faded, and all kinds of strange phenomena disappeared.
Ye Qianxun opened his eyes, rubbed the purple fingerprints on his wrist, and said lightly: "I originally just wanted to borrow a few books to read, but now I have increased the price. I have borrowed me for three days in the Sutra Pavilion. As you are, this
It shouldn't be difficult for a small matter."
"A female lay Buddhist can't read the books in the Sutra Pavilion in three days, and even if she read them, she may not be able to understand them. The young monk has studied the meaning of the sutra for decades and has some experiences, so he can interpret them one by one for the female lay Buddhist."
[The preparation is almost done, and I will return to the world of villains]