Kong Ye shook his head and said with a bit of disdain: "Oh, Tibetan Buddhism and Chinese Buddhism in China have many professional terms with different meanings. Although in our case nectar is a metaphor for the Buddhist teachings of pure nirvana, but
In Zangbian, it refers to five kinds of liquids in the human body, namely Daxiang, Xiaoxiang, Red and White Realms, and the controversial fifth type, which are generally considered to be top-grade meat fat, medium-grade marrow meat, and top-grade meninges.”
"Daxiang Xiaoxiang, is this a term for spices? Is there something similar to a sperm whale in the human body?" The fat man was not sure what he said. After all, although he didn't understand what the first few referred to, the last one was
It's bone marrow and brain plasma. It can be deduced that the previous ones were probably not good.
"Daxiang and Xiaoxiang refer to the feces and urine of practitioners, while the red and white realms are metaphors for virgin menstrual blood and male yang essence. These five body fluids are collectively called nectar, which can be used in certain sacrificial rituals.
You can also take it directly to improve your spiritual practice. They believe that this is the most mellow and essence-rich nectar given to the world by God, and it is more precious than any kind of food or supplement in the world."
Fatty and I couldn't help but feel nauseated. We were fed feces, urine, and reproductive fluids. We even had to break bones to extract marrow, eat brains and suck pulp. Let alone let us actually eat them, just thinking about it made us feel...
I was so hungry after not eating for most of the day. I suddenly lost my appetite.
“The Amrita Sect to which the Shixin Lama belongs attaches great importance to the power contained in the human body. It firmly believes that by consuming human organs or liquids in a correct and special way, ordinary colors, fragrances, and powers can be purified, transformed into wonderful colors, etc., and one can obtain another
All human essence, yang energy, wisdom and even acquired cultivation. In addition, not only using it, they also believe that the human body can be used as a material through certain means, and can be used to repair and cast magical instruments and
The magic weapon contains more spirituality and aura than any other treasure in the world."
When Kong Ye said this, he couldn't help but sigh. His tone was full of compassion and grief. I immediately understood why there were so many furniture made by living people in the cave. Apart from the perverted bad taste of the maker,
According to their teachings, perhaps only tools made of living human flesh and blood can be worthy of one's cultivation status and can subtly improve one's cultivation in daily life, right?
But to put it this way, those living furniture that I think are extremely weird are actually just daily necessities for this heart-eating lama’s daily life. They don’t have any particularly strange functions and are just like ordinary furniture.
In other words, what Liu Yishou sealed were evil things that were truly unscrupulous and could even harm the human world, but I had already left the cave before I really came into contact with them.
I couldn't help but asked curiously: "Then what exactly did my master seal? So that blood will suddenly flow out and pollute the waterfall thousands of years later."
Kongye's face suddenly changed. Just now, he still had a look of compassion and compassion, but now he revealed a hint of uneasiness and fear. Then he closed his eyes, recited a Buddhist name, and then said slowly:
"Don't say it, don't say it. This matter is of great importance and is too sinister. If you really want to know, you can ask your master yourself in the future, because the poor monk promised him not to tell anyone the truth about the things sealed behind the cave.
Even if you are his disciple, since he has never mentioned this matter to you, the poor monk cannot be an exception."
The fat man and I saw each other's expressions as if facing a formidable enemy. We tried our best to maintain a calm tone but still couldn't hide the fear and disgust. We felt that behind this, there might be an organization and history that was darker and more bloody than the evil witch cult, so we said so.
There is no need to force anyone to continue asking.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. The fat man quickly changed the subject and asked what he was most concerned about: "By the way, Master Abbot, have you ever met my uncle Zihe Taoist? I heard that he was halfway down the Songhe Temple.
He lives in a hut next to Zhiqu Pavilion, but just now I couldn't see his figure, nor could I find any place similar to his residence."
"Oh, Taoist Priest Zihe has indeed lived in our temple for a long time, but his whereabouts have never been seen. Although we can often see him on weekdays, sometimes we often disappear for several days. If we deliberately want to find him,
I don’t know where he is in the mountains, so I can only meet him by chance. If you have free time, you can stay in this temple for a week, and you may have a chance to meet him."
"What, ten days?!" Fatty and I couldn't help but blurt out. For us who have already spent a lot of time on the road, there are many twists and turns, and we have to move step by step, ten days cannot be wasted.
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"Oh, forget it, since we are sure that he is in this mountain, let's come back later after we have finished our business. There will always be a chance to meet." Although the fat man sounded a little disappointed and depressed, he still made the decision without hesitation.
, I couldn't help but feel a little grateful in my heart. After all, that was his uncle. If he insisted on staying and waiting to meet, then I would have to take action alone.
"Speaking of whether the Taoist priest likes to grow flowers on weekdays, I actually met a Taoist priest earlier today. He was doing divinations on the lotus flowers in the pond. He also gave me a dream lotus. I don't know.
Is it him?" I just asked casually. Unexpectedly, Abbot Kongye was very excited after hearing this and quickly replied:
"That's right! That's him. It seems that the Taoist Master has succeeded in cultivating the Dream Lotus. Congratulations to the donor, you have formed a bond with Buddhism. This Dream Lotus is one of the 'Nine Flowers of the Huayan Treasure Wheel' of our Buddhist sect. It is already close to
It has been extinct for many years, Taoist Master has devoted all his efforts to cultivate it again over the years, and it seems that he has finally succeeded today."
"So this is the sacred flower of Buddhism? No wonder, the name sounds quite Zen-like. So has he cultivated other kinds of flowers?"
Abbot Kongye said, "Of course there are. The Taoist priest has also successfully cultivated Udumbara flowers, Tianyu Mandala flowers, etc., which are also nine flowers, in the mountains, but there is only the last one, Manzhu Shahua, and he has never had a clue. It's him."
The long-cherished wish and heartache of these years have disappeared."
Manzhu Shahua? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere. By the way, isn't it the female ghost on the train who sucked people's life and longevity? She was the last flower in the Gu God's Rebirth Sacrifice during her lifetime.
This flower is also known as the other side flower. It blooms for thousands of years and falls for thousands of years. The flowers and leaves do not meet. It blooms on the banks of the Santu River before the deceased passes away. Therefore, it has the effect of reversing yin and yang and reversing life and death.
I remember that when the old lady mentioned this flower, her face was full of anger and longing. It seemed that she had been pursuing this flower for some years. She was even more angry when she heard that the evil witch sect still had such a magical flower.