The orderer is a person who maintains integrity in order to summon people.
And the supreme one...
I dare not think, dare not speak, dare not read.
As a result, the vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed and surged violently. Tao Taigong felt his heart beating wildly. He staggered a step, as if he had fallen into a whirlpool. When he raised his head, he could see the clear sky and earth, but he could only hear faint sounds.
Two voices, one old and gentle, one young and clear, chanting and whispering, finally the old man's voice gradually disappeared, as if it was just his own illusion.
Only the young man’s voice is clear and clear.
"The Supreme Lord's decree transcends your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and I will be blessed by you all over the world."
"He who has a head will surpass him, he who has no head will rise, he will kill with a spear or a knife, he will dive and hang on a rope."
"Death openly and secretly, death due to wrongdoing, enemy of creditor and enemy, son of a beggar."
"Kneel down in front of my stage, let the Eight Diagrams shine, stand out from the threshold, and transcend into other places."
Qi Wuhuo just followed the old man's chanting. When he played the piano, there were traces of golden light on the strings. He saw the Yin Qi dissipated from those who were killed, and saw them
The men and women with their own ferocious signs of death all returned to their original appearance in this golden light.
The clothes became clean and tidy, and the blood stains and bruises disappeared.
There is a faint golden light emitting from the body.
In the end, they seemed to know that they had to leave. Looking at the faint golden light on their bodies, they looked gratefully at the young man playing the piano. When Qi Wuhuo wanted to get up to return the gift, he stumbled and found it difficult to get up.
The old man stroked his beard and said calmly: "Don't try to be brave."
"This secret formula is created by consuming your soul with your great wish to save people."
"Although I helped you, you also spent a lot of money on yourself."
Qi Wuhuo nodded, pressed his fingers on the strings, and with a gentle smile, watched the souls disappear, then looked back and said: "Old man, what is this secret formula called?"
The old man stroked his beard and said casually:
"The one I just thought about doesn't have a name."
Qi Wuhuo asked in confusion: "Think about it now?"
The old man laughed and said without changing his expression: "Yes, yes, the old man has lived too long, and he just finally remembered it."
“As we get older, it’s easier to forget things.”
Qi Wuhuo said: "Since we are recalling it, it should have a name."
"It does have a name, I just remembered it."
The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile:
"Yes, I just remembered it."
"The full title should be "Tai Shang Daojun's Incantation to Save Suffering and End Difficulties and Rebirth"."
Qi Wuhuo said to himself: "Zhang...?"
The old man smiled and said: "Most of the Taoist classics are somewhat different. According to whether they are difficult or not, they can be roughly divided into [Miaofa] [Xuanzhang] [Jade Jue] [Taoist Code] and [Zhenjing], which become more difficult in order, but although
It is the "True Sutra" that has the highest status, but it has been circulated the most. No matter what level it is written, most of it will be named "True Sutra"."
"I don't think they are loud."
"Those who wrote the scriptures probably also hoped that those who came after would be brave enough to make strides forward."
"We should really deduce its fundamental method to the level of the [True Sutra]."
The old man seemed to approve of this behavior.
Qi Wuhuo murmured these words to himself, and then thought of the "Lingbao Jiuyou Long Night Rise the Corpse to Save Death" by Tantai Xuan, who had cultivated the innate Qi, mastered the magical power of wind control, and claimed to be able to open a sect of Dharma.
"Xuanzhang" also belongs to Xuanzhang. I couldn't help but wonder what I was studying. I hesitated for a moment and wanted to ask. After thinking about it, I closed my mouth again.
The old man smiled and said, "Wuhuo, do you have anything you want to ask?"
Qi Wuhuo pursed his lips.
After all, I still had some youthful spirit, so I lowered my voice and asked quickly in a low voice: "Then what did you teach me?"
The old man laughed loudly.
Finally, traces of his age can be seen in this young man who appears to be peaceful in killing evil cultivators and transforming dead souls.
He stretched out his finger and pointed at the young man in blue shirt: "You, you, haha."
"However, after all, I am still young, and the things in my dreams are just for training my mind. They may seem true or false, but they cannot be true."
"You ask what you are cultivating?"
"If you really want to say it."
"What I say is to guide you, but what I teach you is not the complete Taoist canon."
"So..."
The old man's voice paused slightly, he stroked his beard, his expression was gentle and free, and said: "Listen carefully, I will teach you."
"Does not fall into these five categories."
"It does not belong to [Miaofa], it is not included in [Xuanzhang], and it is not called [Jade Secret]."
"Don't keep it in the [Taoist Canon], and don't record the text of the [True Sutra]."
"Only through oral instruction, you know and I know, only you can learn."
"But these are the only things that are not allowed to be spread in the future."
Qi Wuhuo didn't understand enough about cultivation and didn't understand what the old man's joking words meant.
The old man took the scroll from his hand that recorded the last wishes of these people. When he saw the regrets and hopes recorded on it, the words he said to his family were sincere and came from his heart. The old man covered the scroll and sighed, saying: "Nothing."
Do you know why Taoism requires several heart-training tests to teach the Dharma? Only those with a pure and firm mind can teach the Tao?"
The old man looked at these words and said: "Cultivators who want to live forever often travel around the world in the first half of their lives, free and easy."
"Disdainful of all the methods of extending life."
"However, as we get further back, the lifespan limit is gradually reached, and there is no way to break through."
"The longer the time goes by, the more fearful I am of being forced to do so. If my character is not strong enough, I will often be unable to bear such fear. It gradually changes and turns into a [wormwood], which is used in many ways to seek longevity."
Poisonous insects... can use any means to extend their lifespan."
"Although each family is very cautious when passing down the Dharma, people's hearts are prone to change, and it is difficult to calculate accurately."
Qi Wuhuo murmured: "Silverfish..."
In the old man's words, he seemed to see young Taoists who were as young as himself at the moment and were full of high spirits moving forward step by step. In the end, they could not withstand the pressure from the limit of life span, and gradually distorted, gradually deviated from their original intentions, and turned into
The twisted shape of a silverfish in the gap between heaven and earth, twisted with the desire to extend life.
The old man glanced at him and said, "Don't you know why?"
"Because, after you refine the Yuan Jing and retrieve the life treasure, you will have already seen how long your life will be."
Qi Wuhuo's expression changed slightly, and he understood the oppressive nature of this sentence.
"After that, every day I live, how much energy and life is consumed, I know clearly in my heart."
"Every day I clearly feel that my lifespan is shortening, and I feel that the day of death is approaching."
The old man pointed at the center of Qi Wuhuo's eyebrows, making the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows feel waves of stagnation and tingling, and said:
"It's like seeing a sword destined to take your life, coming towards you every day."
"You can't avoid it, you can't run away. You are destined to lose your vitality and die on that day and at that moment. You are getting closer day by day, month by month without stopping."
"One step is not fast, but one step does not stop."
"This is the great terror."
The old man rubbed his palm on the young man's head and said with a smile: "But you have to remember."
"Although he seeks immortality, he is a Taoist who is not afraid of death and sings with a drum in his basin."
"Since you claim to be a poor Taoist, you must know who is a Taoist."
"When a person walks on the great road, his body and mind are in order, he only follows the Tao and does things according to the Tao, and he is a Taoist priest."
"Today I pass on you four words. You need to remember them without any confusion."
The old man's voice paused and said:
"Ask, don't be greedy."
"You seem to have a friend here, so I won't show up..."
The old man rubbed Qi Wuhuo's black hair, and when he raised his palm, it had disappeared, naturally.
Qi Wuhuo's soul was extremely tired at the moment, but he sensed a familiar aura outside, but he didn't know which land this aura belonged to, and he couldn't call out his name. He wanted to get up and open the door, but his body was too big compared to
The soul is worse than that, it can't even move, so it can only open the door by touching the piano with its palms, and the soul plays the music.
………………
Tao Taigong looked at the low wooden door with cold sweat on his forehead.
He just heard the sound of the piano and saw that the souls that had been refined by the Lingbao Dongxuan lineage method were directly saved——
A piece of piano music can transform the soul of the dead?!
Old Tutu has also recognized those underworld ghosts, but he has never heard of such methods!
Want to quit.
Don’t dare to retreat!
When I was struggling, I suddenly heard the long and lingering sound of the piano, as deep and distant as a pine tree, as calm as a fairy, and the wooden door opened naturally.
The young man sat under the plum blossom tree and played the piano. His blue shirt was as old as before, his black hair was hanging down, and his voice was clear and warm: