At night, in the Huiyuan Zen Room.
Looking at Zhao Yunxi lying on the bedside, Huiyuan recalled everything during the day——
"Amitabha! I wonder what the donor came to do this time?" Huiyuan sat quietly on the futon, looking at the back of the man in front of him wearing a curtain hat, dressed in black, and holding a jade flute.
"I'm here not only for him, but also for me." The woman played with the jade flute in her hand and looked at the tall Buddha statue in front of her.
"Donor, please speak!"
"Now, the demonic nature in his body has been awakened by Longquan. Although my jade flute can suppress him, it can only be temporary, and it cannot completely eliminate him. For the current plan, I can only rely on the master to trap the demonic nature in his body. He can only be saved if he is among them! Otherwise, the whole world will be destroyed because of him!" After the woman turned around, she looked at Hui Yuan in front of her, and did not forget to add: "I know that you may not be his opponent, but fortunately you are He is a Buddhist. I believe he will not do anything to you!"
“I don’t know what the benefactor’s intentions are. Does he know?”
"Of course he doesn't know, but you have to remember that you have to keep this secret for me, including my identity! No one between them can know about this, especially him!" The woman glanced at Huiyuan sideways and reminded Said: "Do you understand?"
"Women are not allowed to be inferior to men! The donor has made such a huge sacrifice for the sake of the world, who else but me! How many people in this world can have such a broad mind! I really admire this poor monk! Amitabha! Good! Good!"
"Okay! You'd better put away your polite words!" The woman turned back, looked at the Buddha, and said: "Besides this matter, I have come here today. I have one more thing I want to ask you."
"It's okay for the donor to just say it! The poor monk will definitely tell you everything he knows, and he will tell you everything!"
"If I kill someone who shouldn't be killed, what do you think he will do when he knows the truth?"
"I wonder who the donor said he is, and who is the person who should not be killed?"
"Okay!" The woman waved her hand, like a coquettish little girl, and said to Huiyuan coquettishly: "Fortunately, you are also my senior brother, can't you talk to me more normally! You're talking about Amitabha! I'll come in after you beat me. You are not living normally in this situation, my ears are almost getting calluses! Master——brother——!”
"Amitabha! The poor monk has become a monk, and the affairs of the world have nothing to do with the poor monk. Please respect yourself!" After saying that, Huiyuan began to close his eyes tightly again, twirling the beads, and recited the Buddha's words.
"Okay! In that case, I won't tease you anymore. Let's talk! What will be the consequences? Will it become very bad?" The woman was worried.
"I wonder if the donor is asking for a fruit or a human being?"
"It's all!" the woman said simply.
"The cause you sow will reap the fruit! Now that the cause of evil has been sown, the evil consequences will surely come! It's just that the time has not yet come, it has not come yet!"
"Do I still have room to maneuver?"
"The benefactor was born for the great road and determined by earthly connections. The fruit is yet to come, and there is still room for maneuver. Only by forming earthly connections can evil results be turned into good ones!"
"Chen Yuan?" The woman looked back at Hui Yuan and whispered: "You mean him!"
"The donor already understands that whether evil results can turn into good results can only depend on the donor's earthly connections. Good results will come before the earthly connections are over; bad results will come after the earthly connections are over."
The woman was still anxious to ask questions again, but she could only hear screams and cries outside the temple.
"It seems that they already know that you are in the temple! If I don't leave, it seems that it won't work!" The woman said helplessly as she looked towards the outside of the courtyard door.
"Squeak - acridine -"
"Master! All the juniors have been beaten to the ground by the two of them. Those two are still outside the door and refuse to leave!" the young monk said to Huiyuan.
"They already know, then let them in!" Huiyuan said to the young monk.
"Yes! Master!"
Seeing this, the woman didn't say anything, turned around and left.
——
At this time, Huiyuan looked at Zhao Yunxi, who was still in a coma, and said, "Let the poor monk detoxify you!"
Huiyuan helped Zhao Yunxi up, sat cross-legged behind him, and used the palm of her hand to hit him on the back.
A stream of pure energy was seen forming clear currents from under Hui Yuan's hand, and dispersed towards Zhao Yunxi's eight extraordinary meridians.
Suddenly, he saw that Zhao Yunxi's face was slightly red, his meridians were bulging, and his whole body was trembling.
After a while, Zhao Yunxi stopped shaking, and everything returned to calm. I saw that his eyes were closed at this time, and he was sitting cross-legged quietly, and everything on his face returned to calm. What makes people feel strange is that there is an invisible force emanating from him. This force is so powerful that it makes people feel extremely frightened and suffocated.
Huiyuan didn't check the reason, it seemed that everything was within his expectation.
"Amitabha! The donor has already appeared, so why turn a blind eye?" Huiyuan looked at Zhao Yunxi who had his eyes closed.
Zhao Yunxi's cheeks moved slightly, and he smiled softly and opened his eyes.
Those are a pair of deep and dark eyes, making it impossible for anyone to see anything about him.
"You are so brave! How dare you even challenge me! Do you really don't want to live?" Zhao Yunxi looked coldly at Huiyuan who stood up and came down.
"Amitabha! The poor monk knows that the donor has an extraordinary body and is beyond the reach of ordinary people. It's just that the donor shares one body with him, but it is really inappropriate to do something rebellious!"
"What's wrong! Tell me!"
"The donor is a mortal body. Although the donor was born for desire, he didn't know that desire is the root of human beings and has become one with him. If the donor is stubborn and takes it by force, he will surely destroy himself! Poof——" Before she finished her words, Hui Yuan felt a sharp pain in her chest, and then a mouthful of blood gushes out from the corner of her mouth.
"This is a warning to you! I don't like to hear those words that are not good for me!" Zhao Yunxi was a little unhappy, his eyes were slightly blurred, as if tearing the wisdom in front of him to pieces.
"The donor's martial arts attainments have reached the state of transformation, which is rare in the world! The poor monk knows that he is invincible, but he still wants to advise the donor! If he forcibly takes over his body, he will suffer a disaster! Only by dedicating himself to the Buddha and cultivating with all his heart, can he Only then can the crisis be turned into safety! Otherwise, the disaster is coming, and the benefactor may not be able to fight against the sky in his mortal body."
"Heavenly calamity?" Zhao Yunxi sneered, looked at his mortal hands, and said: "I have thought about what you said. But this mortal body has blocked me for several years! Now with Longquan , how could I miss this opportunity!"
"The poor monk knows that the benefactor's purpose is not extraordinary, but if the benefactor leaves the body forcibly, he will be doomed!"
"Stinky monk! You are kidding me! Are you?" Zhao Yunxi stood up, glanced at Huiyuan, and said helplessly: "I know what you are planning!"
"The poor monk knows what the benefactor wants! But it's hard to achieve what he wants!" Huiyuan turned around and thought for a moment, then said: "It's better than this! How about making a bet with you, the poor monk?"
"How to gamble?"
"Use this body as a gambling object! If it succeeds, the benefactor will win; if it fails, the poor monk will die! I wonder if the benefactor is willing?"
"Such a bet! Aren't you sure to lose?"
"The poor monk doesn't think so!" Huiyuan smiled knowingly and said confidently: "Because the poor monk believes that the result of the bet is that the poor monk will not die! The benefactor will not lose either!"
Seeing Huiyuan being so confident, Zhao Yunxi became interested.
"In this case, wouldn't it help him?" Zhao Yunxi thought about it carefully and said.
"The donor's words are wrong!" Huiyuan glanced at Zhao Yunxi and added: "The donor and him are one and the same! How can this not help myself?"
"What a way to get the best of both worlds! This is the first time I've seen such a bet. Whatever! I'll accept your bet!"
…
The next day, the back mountain of Yunshan Temple.
Looking at the damaged stone wall with the scriptures gone, Hui Yuan felt a little relieved.
Looking at Zhao Yunxi in front of him, Huiyuan put away the beads in his hands, clasped his hands together, and said: "Amitabha! The poor monk really admires the donor for his high understanding!"
"Master is serious!" Zhao Yunxi bowed and added: "If it hadn't been for Master's intentional reminder, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to understand the mystery today!"
"I said that all of you monks from Yunshan Temple like to play riddles. Why don't you let people like us with shallow wisdom live?" Cai Ming, who was watching the two of them, couldn't stand it any longer, and looked at them again. Zhao Yunxi, who was standing next to him, said: "I said you too, you have almost become one of them! Come together to bully me!"
"Actually, this benefactor's intelligence is not bad! The poor monk could see that this benefactor was just having fun and didn't notice it for a moment!" Seeing this, Huiyuan came to his rescue and said with a smile.
Huiyuan was so sure, so Cai Ming was ecstatic, folded his arms in front of his chest, and said with a proud look, "Well! That's pretty much it!"
"Brother Cai, it's not the same! It's a lot different!" Zhao Yunxi stepped forward and put his ear to his ear, deliberately teasing him and said.
Seeing this, Cai Ming just rolled his eyes at him.
"Uh! By the way, I took this sword out of the stone wall last night, but for some unknown reason, when I killed the ghost mother, it suddenly lost its power. Does Master know the reason for this?" Zhao Yunxi took off the sword from his back. Longquan Sword.
At this moment, Hui Yuan stepped forward, put one hand on the hilt of the sword, and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was feeling something. After a long time, he opened his eyes and explained to Zhao Yunxi and the others: "The reason why this sword lost its power is because the donor previously triggered its demonic nature, and its demonic nature merged with the donor's inner demons. When combined, the sword was destroyed." The only trace of righteousness in his body was swallowed up and turned into his own. And catalyzed by the scriptures on the stone wall, while the demonic nature was expelled, the only trace of righteousness naturally disappeared."
"So, isn't this sword now a useless sword?" Cai Ming looked at Zhao Yunxi helplessly.
"Master, what you mean is that when I brought this sword here, it had already become a magic sword?" After Zhao Yunxi put away the Longquan Sword, he asked with a face full of shock and confusion at the same time: " Then why is it safe and sound, like an ordinary sword, without any movement?"
"Donor, can you remember the person who saved you that day?" Hui Yuan reminded him.
"You mean that mysterious woman?" Cai Mingqiang said.
"It's her!"
"But what does this sword have to do with her?" Zhao Yunxi thought about it and felt that something was wrong. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Could it be that the sound of the flute combined the demonic energy in my body with the demonic energy in the sword?" The Qi was suppressed together, so that’s why you haven’t dared to explode until today?”
"Exactly!"
"So, that mysterious woman's martial arts skills are rare in the world!" After Cai Ming exclaimed, he felt a little curious about her and asked her, "Does the master know who that woman is?"
"The poor monk doesn't know!"
"Master, you really don't know who this person is?" Cai Ming asked again, wanting to know something from Hui Yuan's mouth.
Huiyuan smiled softly and said again: "The poor monk doesn't know!"
Seeing that Huiyuan was like this, Zhao Yunxi knew what it meant, and stopped Cai Ming who was about to ask again, and said in advance: "Since the master doesn't know, we won't ask any more. Just can the master tell me how to restore the Longquan Sword to its original state?" The effect?"
"This dragon spring is made of heavy gold and black iron. Its high efficacy is due to the invisible power inside it. Its power is something out of heaven and rare in the world. And this thing is the only thing that can restore it to its original efficacy!" Hui Hui Yuan explained.
"I wonder what the master is talking about?"
"This thing is hard to find in the world. It is a land of ice, a cave of fire, and cool water. It is the so-called dragon eye!" Hui Yuan explained to him.
"Dragon eye?"
"Exactly!"
"Where are the land of ice and the cave of fire?" Cai Ming looked confused.
"The poor monk doesn't know. We can only rely on the two donors to find the answer!"
"This thing is difficult to find in the world. It seems that it is impossible in this Central Plains! Not to mention this ice land, there is no place in the Central Plains. Only outside the territory, it is very possible!"
Zhao Yunxi's guess caused Cai Ming to nod his head and analyze: "Brother Zhao is right! Although the Central Plains is full of dazzling things, this rare thing is probably not one of them. What's more, in the Central Plains martial arts, there are so many people who covet treasures. This dragon eye Since it has such an effect, I think it is also a rare treasure. If it were in the Central Plains, I am afraid it would have disappeared long ago!"
Seeing that the two analysis was clear and logical, Huiyuan didn't say anything, but smiled slightly, looked at the wine gourd on Zhao Yunxi's waist, and said, "Can the donor lend this wine to the poor monk?"
When Zhao Yunxi heard this, he looked at the wine gourd on his waist with a surprised look on his face, but he couldn't say anything. After some hesitation, he took it off his waist and gave it to Hui Yuan.
After Huiyuan took the wine gourd, he didn't open the bottle cap, but just put it in his hand. After bowing his head and reciting silently, he returned it to Zhao Yunxi.
"I wonder who the master is—"
"Donor, don't worry, the poor monk just put my Buddhist scriptures on it. In times of crisis in the future, it can save the benefactor's life!" Huiyuan explained to him.
"That's it, then thank you, Master!" Then he looked at Cai Ming.
"I'm sorry for you these days, Master. I'll just say goodbye and say goodbye!"
After the two of them bowed to Hui Yuan, they turned around and left.
[Questions: 1. What kind of bet did Huiyuan and Zhao Yunxi’s inner demons make? Why did the inner demons agree immediately?
2. What secret technique did Huiyuan cast on Zhao Yunxi’s wine gourd? What secrets were hidden in it? 】
