Dong-dong-dong - the sound of the wooden fish was heard outside the door. The master who was knocking on the wooden fish was watching her nose, nose and heart, but did not glance at the Dharma King Zhuopu outside the door. She had no good impression of the man who kidnapped her.
In her misery, she could only seek solace in front of the ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern. Over the past eighteen years, the men outside her door had told her countless times about the benefits of practicing the 'Great Yoga Tatra' and took great care of her life. But she had already
If your heart is as calm as water, you will never agree to practice any evil skills.
Dharma King Zhuopu gritted his teeth, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He had been obsessed with the nun since he first saw her eighteen years ago. Eighteen years had passed since he abducted her from Datuo Temple without realizing it. The feeling in his heart
His obsession has not diminished but increased. He once thought about using force, but there is also a kind of unwillingness in his heart. Maybe now, like all men in the world, he has a desire to conquer in his heart. The more he can't get, the more he wants to get it.
Do you know what year and month you have to wait?
"Jinghui, Jinghui, are you really heartless? As long as you nod your head, I will search the ends of the earth and bring your two daughters to meet each other. After eighteen years, haven't you felt my sincerity?
"Dharma King Zhuopu sighed, his shoulders swaying slightly, and he had already arrived at the Buddhist altar. He stretched out his palm and gently stroked the nun's head.
The nun stopped the wooden fish hammer, closed her eyes and remained motionless, as if she had become a clay and wood sculpture without any thoughts.
King Zhuopu's palm slid from the top of the nun's head to her cheek. The tentacles were cold, and an uncontrollable anger surged out from his heart. He quickly raised his palm and said lightly: "Jinghui, I have left, your portrait
I also took her away. I heard that there are two more Chinese this time, and they might know the news about your daughter."
The nun named Jinghui opened her eyes and whispered: "Don't waste your efforts. You have been looking for me for eighteen years."
Dharma King Zhuopu smiled lightly and said: "Buddha talks about fate, Tao talks about fate, all living things cannot escape fate, everyone has his own fate, hahaha!" At the end, he burst into wanton laughter.
, the person has turned into a strong wind and roared away.
Nun Jinghui sighed, raised her hand and tapped the wooden fish hammer, and the sound of wooden fish sounded again in Lengxiang Temple.
The people waiting in the Buddhist hall had their hands and feet numb from the cold. Two seriously ill people could no longer sit still. They collapsed on the ground and huddled up. Four hours had passed. The Dharma King Zhuopu
Still hasn't shown up, I'm afraid someone might not be able to hold on any longer.
Phew! The fat lieutenant colonel stood up, murmured a few curses, turned around and walked towards the palace door. He couldn't stand it anymore after eating the frozen meat. The only good thing was that the thing in his crotch didn't feel itchy anymore.
It was frozen, and he was going to close the door.
Yang Jin held Xu Qing, who was shivering from the cold, in his arms. The two cuddled together to keep warm. Suddenly, he heard a cry from behind. Yang Jin turned around and saw the fat lieutenant colonel standing at the door, opposite him.
There stood a burly middle-aged lama. The two looked at each other for a few seconds. The lama's thick eyebrows were slightly furrowed and he muttered a few words in a low voice.
The fat lieutenant colonel's expression froze, and he turned mechanically and stepped forward, walked to a futon and stood there, then suddenly knelt on the futon with his knees.
Squeak! The door of the Buddhist temple closed with a dull sound. Yang Jin saw that the middle-aged lama had not touched the door. The heavy door closed automatically as if it was equipped with a machine. The light in the Buddhist temple was swaying unsteadily.
The dim lights went out at the same time, and the hall suddenly became dark.
"I, Zhuopu, don't panic. There is Buddha in your heart and pure land everywhere. Relax your mind and give your body to me..." The middle-aged lama's deep voice is erratic, but it can be transmitted to everyone in the hall very clearly.
In his ears, everyone sat upright in unison, even Xu Qing was no exception. He was now a patient in need of treatment.
The middle-aged lama walked slowly behind the fat lieutenant colonel, raised his right palm and patted him on the shoulder. Xu Qing's eyesight remained intact, and he could clearly see that Dharma King Zhuopu had hit the fat lieutenant colonel's Jianjing point. It seemed that the outside world
It is said that the miraculous Dharma King Zhuopu also had to control the patient's acupuncture points before he could heal.
The fat lieutenant colonel did not show any discomfort when the Jianjing acupoint was hit. His eyes were closed the moment the acupoint was hit.
Dharma King Zhuopu sat cross-legged, with his right foot raised on his left thigh, and his left foot on top of his right thigh. In a standard lotus seat posture, he raised his palms to his chest and quickly formed a mudra. He suddenly turned his palms over and slapped the fat lieutenant colonel behind him.
He used the Tantric Mahamudra to touch the heart. Xu Qing, who was sitting beside him, used his clairvoyant eyes to follow his palms against his back. He saw two waves of light golden energy pouring from the palms of His Holiness into the back of the fat lieutenant colonel, as if
It flowed down the bloodline like it was pulled by an invisible force, and finally stayed behind the fat lieutenant colonel's wrinkled screw bird...
"Sure enough, Dharma King Zhuopu has some skills. No wonder they say that there are no false scholars in his reputation. It seems that he can very hopefully heal my internal injuries..." Xu Qing used his clairvoyant eyes to observe the energy poured into the body of the fat lieutenant colonel.
When I walked towards it, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the method of treating diseases by the Dharma King Zhuopu was the same as when I used my clairvoyant eyes to assist my internal energy. I just used my internal energy to collect the pathogens in the blood of the affected area, and then excreted them from the body through the gaps in the human body.
Poof! A strange sound like a leaking inner tube came from the fat lieutenant colonel's backside. He farted. The acupuncture points were restrained but it did not affect the fart. Xu Qing also saw a force of energy surrounding the Karmapa using his inner energy.
The collected pathogens spurted out and were all smeared on the fat lieutenant colonel's pants.
Dharma King Zhuopu raised his palm and patted the fat lieutenant colonel on the shoulder, and muttered something in a low voice. The fat on the cheeks of the fat lieutenant colonel who regained his consciousness twitched violently twice. He climbed up from the ground and hurried to a corner of the hall.
, you can guess even without looking at it, this guy had the guts to take off his pants.
What a good idea! Xu Qing secretly praised it in his heart. He saw Dharma King Zhuopu lightly pressing and tracing his left palm on the ground, keeping his body sitting cross-legged and moving a few feet laterally, and began to use the big mudra to treat the next patient.
Dharma King Zhuopu healed the patient very quickly. Xu Qing, who was sitting not far away, calmly observed his every move with clairvoyant eyes. When Dharma King Zhuopu used his qigong to treat the third patient, he discovered something.
, the Dharma King would control the patient's acupuncture points every time before forming seals to treat an illness. His eyes would scan the patient's back twice, and two golden rays would flash in his pupils. From this, it can be concluded that the Dharma King Zhuopu was not only an ancient
The warrior is also a person with superpowers, and what’s more coincidentally is that his superpower is also his eyes.
Xu Qing already knew the method used by the Dharma King Zhuopu to treat illnesses and injuries. The expectations in his heart were even heavier. Besides the expectation, he felt a little helpless. If he had not lost his inner strength, there was no need to treat internal injuries with help from others. Now he hoped that the Dharma King would help him as soon as possible.
Healing his wounds, but at the same time not wanting him to see the slowly merging inner alchemy in his Dantian, there was a strange contradiction in his heart.