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I am very frightened, but I am very grateful.
, groped on the wall for a moment, and opened the secret door of the quiet room. After dragging Zhao Ran into the quiet room, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest who was still tied to the iron rope, and said: "Niubi, you will live a hard life soon."
Free." He sealed him with a palm, then took out the key and untied the iron rope, throwing him into the corner.
Then, Zhao Ran was asked to sit up against the wall, and his hands and feet were tied with iron ropes.
There were no windows in the quiet room, and there was only a weak light from an oil lamp, which was equipped with iron ropes. Although Zhao Ran could not see the prisoner clearly, it felt really terrifying. After his hands and feet were tied to the iron ropes, Zhao Ran
Ran felt guilty and couldn't help but ask: "Master, what exactly do you want to do to me?"
, said: "Niubi, don't panic. It's useless to ask my master to flatter me. You will know when my master comes. By the way, this iron rope comes from Dege Mountain and is blessed by my master with the power of the Vajra. Do you want it?"
It doesn't matter if you struggle, but the harder you struggle, the more suffering you will suffer. For your own good, it's better to stay quietly, otherwise you can give it a try and don't say it was unexpected." After that, he withdrew and closed the door.
Quiet room secret door.
Seeing the monk go out, Zhao Ran struggled naturally, but every time he struggled, he felt a stab of pain from his wrists and ankles bound by the iron ropes. The harder he struggled, the more he felt.
The pain got worse and worse, and it was so uncomfortable that I had no choice but to give up.
He wanted to try again whether his magic circle worked, but after he opened his eyes, he found that there was no sign of the flow of heaven and earth energy here. It was a pure place of death. The most relied on life-saving means were of no use.
Zhao Ran had no choice but to turn around and look around.
"This senior brother...senior brother...can you hear me? Wake up!..."
Zhao Ran shouted for a long time, but it was in vain. The Taoist priest lying in the corner was motionless, as if he was dead. For a moment, he had a feeling that Tiantian should not respond. He couldn't help but feel confused.
I don’t know how long I had been thinking wildly, but the secret door of the quiet room opened again, and this time it was Zen Master Aquarius who came in.
As soon as Zhao Rang said, "Master Aquarius..." he was slapped by the monk and couldn't even move his tongue.
Baoping smiled and looked Zhao Ran carefully up and down. He reached out and pinched the back of Zhao Ran's head, said "good", and then stretched out his finger to poke three inches above his navel. Zhao Ran suddenly felt a knife.
The pain was like cutting flesh, and I couldn't help but hum. Then Baoping praised again: "It's really good."
"Little Taoist priest, I invite you to come to Baoping Temple this time. I have something to ask for, and I hope you can help me. But your mouth is too nagging. I'm afraid that you won't be able to bear it when I practice the law for a while.
You are talking nonsense and disturbing my peace of mind when performing magic, so I have to stop you from speaking. This is for your own good and for the good of the poor monk, so don’t feel resentful. If you understand and have no objection, then nod.
, I might as well continue on, poor monk."
Zhao Ran nodded. Then Baoping continued: "The poor monk has been cultivating the golden body of Arhat for a long time, but now he is stuck at the last step. He cannot see the sign of selflessness. If he cannot see the sign of selflessness clearly, he will not be able to achieve the wisdom of examination and observation.
.The golden body of an Arhat will not be perfected, he will not be able to step into the realm of body consciousness, and he will not be able to achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva. As for the status of Buddha, there is no need to think about it. The poor monk still remembers that before the Master passed away, he referred to the poor monk as the Ten Tenth Master of Bayan Har Mountain.
The most enlightened disciple of Qifeng Twenty-one Temple in the past century said that the promotion of Baoping Temple will fall on the poor monk. But after twenty years, the poor monk has not made much progress. He really does not live up to the expectations of his master. Xiao
Taoist priest, you will help the poor monk, right?"
Zhao Ran nodded hesitantly.
Baoping smiled with satisfaction and said: "This is the best. Last year, the poor monk got a method from Jialan Temple, which can help the poor monk see the root of selflessness. This method is complicated to implement, so I don't need to explain it to you in detail. In short, it's easy.
I use my spiritual body to break away from myself and enter the sea of consciousness in your body. Through your eyes and your consciousness, I can observe myself. After I see clearly, I will return to myself from your body. This can help me achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva.
This method is actually of great benefit to you. It can cleanse your marrow and cut your sutras - don't you have no bones? After such an experience, you will naturally have them. From then on, you can practice Taoism and practice the art of immortality! This poor monk is so
Explain, can you understand me?"
Zhao Ran must have understood what he heard, but he didn't really believe it. He rolled his eyes and looked at the Taoist priest lying motionless in the corner, and thought to himself, if it's really as simple as you said, why does this guy seem to be dead?
?
Baoping saw Zhao Ran's doubts and explained with a smile: "This method requires a half-married body, which is what your Taoist sect calls a person who has incomplete qualifications or bones. But the Taoist priest is not a true half-married body. He
Although the root bones are not obvious, there are still some, which is what your Taoists call people with poor foundation bones. After all, a pure half-married body like you is extremely rare. I have been looking for him for more than half a year, but I only found one of him.
, so I had to try it on him, but unfortunately it was still unsatisfactory. As for his current appearance, he can only blame himself. He is unwilling to accept my spiritual body into the sea of consciousness, so I can only kill his consciousness."
After a pause, giving Zhao Ran a little time to think, Baoping said again: "What you have to do is actually very simple, just relax. When my spiritual body enters your sea of consciousness, don't resist.
It will be fine naturally. The Taoist priest's consciousness was wiped out by my spiritual body several times because of his continuous resistance. If he comes again two times, he will probably become a fool. Therefore, the poor monk will make an appointment with you here first, and you will help the poor.
When the monk achieves something, the poor monk will cleanse the marrow and cut the scriptures for you. As long as you don't resist, everything will be over soon. The poor monk will enter the world of consciousness and realize the fruit of Bodhisattva. You will open your bones and go back to practice Taoism. This is how
That’s the best of both worlds, what do you think?”
Aquarius's talk was alluring, and the conditions it gave were tempting enough, but Zhao Ran didn't think it was very reliable no matter what he heard. Just kidding, what would be the consequences of letting someone else's shit spirit enter the sea of his consciousness? "Journey to the West"
In "The Chronicles", Sun Wukong enters the body of Princess Iron Fan and makes people's stomachs messy. How can Princess Iron Fan feel better? Those novels describe stealing people's knowledge and refusing to leave, and there are also many plots about people taking over Nestlé!
In the past, he only listened to it as a story, but now that it was his turn, how could Zhao Ran not feel horrified?
Besides, with the treasure Xiasu here, Zhao Ran is really not that urgent to need others to cleanse his marrow and cut the sutras. According to Xiasu's consistent good performance before, his position in the Taoist sect only needs to be promoted one more level, and his bones will naturally rise.
Just come, there is no need to take any risks here.
But can he refuse to agree? Just look at the Taoist priest in the corner who is as limp as mud and you will know the consequences of not agreeing.
Zhao Ran's head seemed to be frozen. He neither nodded nor shook his head. He just looked at the vase, with thoughts racing in his mind, but he couldn't think of a way to solve the current crisis.
Baoping chuckled: "If you don't shake your head, the poor monk will take it as your promise. Don't worry, you don't have to think about anything, I will take care of everything."
After Baoping finished speaking, he closed his eyes, made a strange magic trick with his hands, and sat down opposite Zhao Ran. There was suddenly silence in the quiet room.
I don't know how much time passed, but I saw Baoping trembling all over, with large beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and the originally solemn expression on his face gradually became strange and unspeakable.
Zhao Ran's already uneasy heart immediately rose.
Baoping recited a mantra at the corner of his lips, joined the two fingers of his right hand, and pointed directly at the center of Zhao Ran's eyebrows. Zhao Ran felt his body shake suddenly, as if a stream of heat entered from the center of his eyebrows, along the tip of his nose, chin, chest, and three inches above his navel.
, stopped here.
Zhao Ran's heart was tingling, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. He immediately had the thought of driving this heat out of his body. As soon as this thought occurred, the heat flow flowed back according to his will, from his navel.
The upper three inches go up to the chest, the lower jaw, the tip of the nose, and finally rise to the center of the eyebrows, returning to the fingertips of the Aquarius.
The return process of the heat flow was very short, and every part it passed through was like a knife cutting, from three inches above Zhao Ran's navel to the center of his eyebrows, the pain was so painful that he almost fainted.
After the pain gradually subsided, Zhao Ran quickly looked down at his body and saw that he was in good condition and had not been disembowelled. He was slightly relieved.
Baoping smiled: "How? The poor monk said, don't be tempted to resist. The spiritual body of the poor monk is easy to enter, but difficult to come out. It is not that comfortable. You can rest for a while and wait until I cast the spell next time.
Just relax, as long as you cooperate fully, you will naturally not experience the pain of losing consciousness." (To be continued)