(A large chapter of 8,000 words.)
At the critical moment when his life was at stake, the human archer Zhe Liu was about to be destroyed by Guan Bi's domineering sword and died on the spot!
In the Six Swords Reincarnation Dojo, at that moment, Zhe Liu was surprised to find that the terrifying force of the wind that had been causing continuous damage to his internal and external body had just disappeared.
It was very fast, and the painful feeling disappeared in an instant.
Zheda Archery God, who had closed his eyes tightly, couldn't help but open his eyes. The majestic pressure that destroyed the world was no longer in front of him!
Guan Bi was nowhere to be seen again.
There was a long-haired old man with a very familiar appearance, suspended in the air and appearing in front of Zhe Liu's body!
The old man's facial features were actually very heroic, but his skin was rough and pitted, not smooth at all. It was estimated that even a fly would sprain his feet after getting on it.
Wearing a blue Confucian shirt only worn by academicians, he held a very thick and long blue sword in his hand. There was no amazing brilliance on the blade.
On the contrary, apart from its gorgeous appearance, which is made of top-quality gemstones, this long sword is very ordinary and unremarkable, and does not have any extraordinary attractiveness!
The man in green shirt, with old and bad skin, put the sapphire blue sword into the sheath on his back.
Looking at Zhe Liu, who had an extremely surprised expression on his face, the old man with the sword sneered. He sniffed, and then said: "Fortunately, I arrived in time. If it had been any longer at night, you would have been cut into two pieces."
Zhe Liu's eyes were ashen and he didn't seem to want the old man to use his sword to save his life. He said in a deep voice: "Yu Youcong, why did you save me..."
Hearing a snap, the old man in green shirt stretched out his hand and hit Zhe Liu on the chest.
The Wanli Archer was slightly surprised at first, but soon he realized that it was too comfortable and comfortable because of the alien energy trickling through his limbs.
This old man whose surname is Yu and whose name is You Cong is using up his inner strength to save his own life!
"Don't move around. I'm going to put some Qinglong Qi into your body. Internal injuries may take a little longer, but skin injuries can be completely repaired in at most two or three days."
The old man, who was far inferior to Zhe Liu in both stature and demeanor, said angrily, "You damn thing, do you really not know or don't you know? Ying'er, you are the only sworn brother, and I'm not like Ling Pu. You bastard, why should I not save you? If you die, my dear Yinger will be very sad for a while, and I will feel bad..."
When the old man said this, his tone obviously became a little gentle, as if he was stroking an extremely soft piece of heart.
This old man who obviously has great swordsmanship but likes to wear a scholar's cyan gown is none other than Yu Youcong, the "Sword God" who represents the human race's supreme attainments in swordsmanship.
This truly invincible Fish Sword God has been in love with Yao Ying, the beloved wife of Ling Pu, King of the Shenyuan Domain of the Splendid Dynasty, for many, many years, but could not love her. Therefore, while loving Yao Ying miserably, he also hated Ling Pu.
But Zheliu, as the only sworn brother in the world after Yao Ying was expelled from the royal family, has come to Qingling Mountain, and for the purpose of not wanting Ying'er to be sad, Yu Youcong will definitely take action. He saved Zhe Liu's life at the critical moment.
"You don't have to save me, just let me die under Guan Bi's knife."
Zheliu, who was receiving the Qi of the Sword God Qinglong, said with a sad face, "It's good for me to die. If I die because my skills are inferior to others, what's the regret? Anyway, if I die here, not many people will know the outcome. Most likely it won’t reach Ying’er’s ears…”
"You said it, that's just a possibility!"
Yu Youcong raised his voice and shouted, "What if? What if the guy named Guan kills you and then publicizes his heroic deeds of killing Zheliu everywhere, making everyone in Hanlan Continent aware of it? Then Yingying How could I not know? You are a dead person, how can you control so much? Have you ever considered the feelings of your adopted sister?!"
Zheliu lowered his head as he listened. He seemed to be a little too obsessed.
All he could think about was defeating the Sword Saint of the Holy Light Clan. Apart from winning the battle, nothing else mattered.
Now that I have calmed down, I can't help but feel afraid when I think about it. Maybe I was really carried away by my obsession and acted too ill-considered and too recklessly!
Zhe Liu lowered his head, and Yu Youcong, who was not as tall as the Zhe Arrow God, said as if an elder was scolding an ignorant junior who had made a mistake: "It's just irresponsible and insisting on having your own way. You can help me at least." Why don't you have some brains to fight? Are you stupid? Old man Guan is good at shrinking mountains and rivers, and he has been proficient in sword skills all his life. If you fight in close combat, why are you looking for death? Pig brain, you just find a way to take advantage of his lack of defense and sneak up from behind. If you shoot an arrow from your back, you might actually succeed..."
"But this is too despicable and not aboveboard. I really don't want to do this."
Zhe Liu whispered.
Yu Youcong hated him and cursed incessantly, "Yumu's brain is really clueless. I have already told you that I don't like your pedantic temper. If it weren't for Ying'er, I would definitely not be able to save your life. Just let you do that directly." died."
After the Qinglong Zhenqi input was completed, Yu Youcong released his palm from Zheliu's chest and continued: "Fighting requires using your brain. Originally, Guan Bi's Taoism is superior to yours, but you still have to fight him head-on. You Isn't this asking for death? You just want to die, but no one in this world has time to save you so many times!"
Just as Zheliu was about to say something, Yu Youcong snatched away the Houyi longbow with obvious cracks in his hand. The old sword god looked at the precious bow that was the only one in the world. bow.
Yu Youcong clicked his tongue twice and commented: "The quality of the bow is really good. The road you seek seems to be an endless road, right? Originally, the advantage of endless killing distance is not good for Guan Bina. "Sir, you are your opponent, but you didn't take advantage of it, and you didn't take advantage of the distance of the flying arrow. What a pity!"
Zheliu could hear people's voices. Through his perception, he understood that the blue-shirted sword god was kindly guiding him, letting him know that he must make full use of the divine weapons and the power of the great avenue, otherwise he would be wasting his resources.
Although this old man with a long sword on his back has a venomous mouth, his words and deeds are actually truly well-intentioned.
Compared with those hypocritical villains, Yu Youcong can be said to be a frank and frank person!
Zhe Liu felt a little moved, and finally relaxed a little. He asked: "Yu Sword God, why do you appear here?"
Yu Youcong twitched the corner of his mouth, "You think I'm willing to come here on your own? I noticed that the sword energy refined by my natal soul was activated here. I thought it was Ying'er here, so I came over to have a look, but it didn't happen. Thinking that Ying'er didn't see it, but saw this good-for-nothing, alas, with your temperament, if you hadn't switched to sword training, I would have accepted you as my apprentice, even if you beg me, it would be useless!"
Zheliu suddenly realized, "It turns out that the three rays of sword energy just now were given to my adopted sister by you. No wonder Zhen'er has..."
Yu Youcong raised his eyebrows and pointed downward, "Is this Zhen'er you are talking about Yao Ying's son?"
Zhe Liu was surprised, "Don't you know that Ying'er has a son named Ling Zhen?"
When Yu Youcong heard the word "Ling" in Ling Zhen, he said bitterly: "Is that Ying'er's son? That's the son of Ying'er and Ling Pu! Why do I care about so many other people's things? Who cares about Ling Pu? What is your son’s name?”
Zheliu nodded, "It makes sense. Indeed, you can understand even if you don't know who Zhen'er is."
"I heard that Ying'er has given birth to this son in her life, and she treats this precious son extremely dotingly... Damn, I even gave him my sword energy, but I used a quarter of my life's sword energy to refine it. Made of it!"
Yu Youcong's tone was very unfair, "I would like to see what this guy named Ling really looks like?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Zheliu, who had barely escaped from the battle with a life, was hugged by the sword god with one arm and swept downwards at high speed.
We arrived at the top of the hall above Guanyin Hall.
At this time, the black-scaled dragon transformed by Master Bai Zhu had already transformed into a human form, and was once again a tall, thin old monk wearing blue and black monk robes.
Yu Youcong, who was wearing a green shirt and carrying a sword, stood in front of Ling Zhen and observed the latter's face. After looking at the latter's face for a while, he made a tut-tsk sound from his mouth.
Of course, Ling Zhen already knew that this old man with disheveled hair was his mother Yao Ying's admirer for many years, Yu Youcong, the peak human swordsman.
He has heard this name too many times, but this is the first time today that he has seen the real person with his own eyes!
If someone who practices swordsman needs to climb a mountain that reaches the sky.
Then this old man is the master of masters who stands at the highest point of the mountain!
"senior……"
Ling Zhen thought about the title for a while, and finally decided to use the word "senior" as a greeting.
Yu Youcong didn't even reply "Yeah", he just stared at Ling Zhen's face.
Ling Zhen was a little embarrassed by this old swordsman with an unattractive appearance, and asked tentatively: "Senior, what are you looking at?"
Yu Youcong spoke, and he spoke very calmly and calmly: "It's interesting. He's not very similar to that guy Ling Pu. His eyebrows, eyes, and facial features are all carved from the same mold as Ying'er. They're so similar!"
Ling Zhen didn't hear anything from the Sword God's words, and just smiled slightly awkwardly in response.
Yu Youcong asked again: "Boy, is my sword energy good to use? There are still three strands left, right?"
Ling Zhen immediately seemed to be sitting upright, bowed formally to Yu Youcong with clasped fists, and said loudly: "Yes, senior! Thank you senior for your supreme sword energy, and even more thank you for saving my uncle's life!"
Because the voice of thanks was quite loud, Yu Youcong sounded quite satisfied. He said with a smile: "Yes, Ying'er is your mother, and that loser Zheliu is also your uncle... That's right, you don't need to thank me. , If you want to thank me, just thank your mother. If it weren’t for your mother Yao Ying, would I be so full that I would be able to save people?”
Ling Zhen quickly nodded in agreement, "Senior said it's polite."
Yu Youcong seemed impatient and frowned. He glanced at the red-pink scabbard on Ling Zhen's waist and said, "This sword is your mother's Hongmo, right? It's beautiful. I've never seen it before in my life." I have seen too many famous swords, but your mother’s Hongmo Sword is the most popular in my heart.”
Ling Zhen responded to the compliment with a smile and reached out to touch the hilt of his sword.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old swordsman in green robe quickly approached and pulled out Ling Zhen's mother's treasured sword without any explanation.
Holding Hong Mo in his hand, Yu Youcong's facial expression became contented. He looked at the sword over and over again, and then placed a palm on the sword's edge.
There is a magnificent blue energy, spurting out from the palm of the old sword god!
Its greenness is far superior to that of a green shirt and Confucian robe.
Ling Zhen was taken aback, but soon understood that this thing must be the precious aura of the Sword God that is unparalleled in the world - Qinglong Qi!
As expected, after Yu Youcong finished transferring all the energy, he faced Ling Zhen, grinned and said, "These energy is for Yao Ying's son, so you should keep it for me. This item can greatly improve wound repair." At such a speed, as long as the injury is not fatal, you can rely on this Qinglong Qi to heal you."
As he said that, he was about to hand the Hongmo Sword back to Ling Zhen. Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the sky, which was extremely atmospheric. He shouted angrily: "Yu You Cong! Dogs are meddling in other people's business when they are using mice. It's very dangerous." Is it interesting?!”
I saw an old man with an abnormally shriveled figure, who seemed unable to squeeze out any water. He held a terrifying and dazzling blade with one arm and fell from the sky at an extremely fast speed.
After a blink of an eye, Sword Saint Guan Bi, who was holding a sword with one arm, was already standing firmly on the roof.
His hair became much messier, there was still obvious blood stains around his mouth, and there was even more scarlet on his chest and clothes.
That was the result of the sword strike he received from the Sword God just now!
Presumably, if Guan Bi hadn't sought the great road to shrink thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into a small space, and be able to disappear at the most dangerous moment, then the harm he would have suffered would have been much more serious than now!
Seeing the miserable look of Guan Bi bleeding from her mouth, the little girl Guan Bi holding the snow-white jade rabbit in her arms, no matter how dissatisfied she was with her father, she couldn't help but cry out in distress: "Dad..."
When Yu Youcong heard the word "father", he glanced at the girl with some excitement, and then at the embarrassed Guandao Sheng. He laughed a few times and joked: "Guan Bi, Guan Bi, you said you are tall You are so ugly, you almost lose your human appearance, how come you have such a good-looking girl calling you daddy? Tell me, do you think you are your goddaughter?"
The anger on Guan Bi's face, who was seriously injured, obviously became more serious. He looked at the strongest sword god of the human race with extremely hostile eyes and cursed: "What the hell are you talking about? This is my biological daughter. I care about you." !”
Yu Youcong let out a series of "Yo" sounds, and smiled even more wildly. He never held back his words, "How beautiful is your wife? Can she give birth to such a beautiful and good-looking daughter for such an ugly old thing like you?"
Guan Bi was furious, "Yu, don't go too far! Don't you understand the principle that a scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated?"
Yu Youcong smiled and said: "You said it yourself, a scholar cannot be killed or humiliated, but are you, Guan Bi, a scholar? Aren't you just a rough warrior in the world? A barbarian who has not even read a few sage books. You are a disciple, how can you have the dignity to call yourself a scholar? Do you deserve it?"
Guan Bi was so angry that his whole face turned red, "Then you kill me!"
The real power of the Hongmo Sword in Yu Youcong's hand was flowing, and his momentum rose in an instant, and he was able to suppress Guan Bi at an incredible speed.
There was no pressure on the old sword god, so I asked him relaxedly, "Tell me, how do you want me to kill you?"
The battle with Zhe Liu had just been interrupted, and Guan Bi's face had been greatly damaged. In this situation, if he didn't fight, he might not even be considered a man!
So Guan Bi held a sword and watched the world.
His eyes are full of murderous intent, his whole body is full of murderous intent, and the killing intent on the blade is even more intense to the point of exaggeration!
Another sword fight is about to begin.
The girl in the cherry skirt suddenly shouted: "Dad! Can you listen to me?!"
Guan Bi and Yu Youcong looked at the little girl who was a little out of control at the same time.
"Xin'er, what do you want to say?"
Guan Bi said confused.
Caring pursed her lips and said, "Dad, you know, right, that you are no match for the sword god Yu Youcong?"
Guan Bi was stunned on the spot and said with a slight stutter: "You, what are you talking about?!"
Caring's eyes were wet, "Mom is dead. She advised you so much when she was alive. How many words did you listen to? She asked you to name your sword Guanyin. Don't you remember why? It's because she hoped You put down your butcher knife long ago and became a Buddha immediately. But you have never been willing to listen. How long will you continue to have your own way?"
Guan Bi smiled bitterly and said, "Can you stop mentioning your mother? I..."
"I have to mention it!"
The voice of concern became very sharp, "My mother told you before she died, don't be blinded by hatred. Do you still remember? You must have forgotten it a long time ago! Yes, everyone in the world knows that you Guan Bi Yu Youcong's men were defeated and one of his arms was chopped off, so you have to take revenge?! Do you have to fight the Sword God again? What if you lose? What if this time you lose no more? An arm, but a life?”
Guan Bi stood there blankly.
Caring cried so much that her face was filled with tears, "Can you just obey me once? Mom is dead, so you just have to listen to me, okay? Don't fight Yu Youcong, okay?"
Guan Bi kept silent and did not speak.
Seeing that his biological father did not express his position at all, he simply knelt down on the ground with concern and cried with tears streaming down his face: "Dad, my daughter is begging you, please stop fighting, really stop fighting, okay?" !”
Guan Bi was startled and hurriedly went up to help his daughter. His voice was trembling, "Don't be like this, don't be like this, Xin'er, dad...can't you do it if you don't fight?"
Yu Youcong, who had been standing aside for a long time, said in a cold voice: "Hey, you have found a way to escape. Haha, as expected, it would be great to have a daughter!"
Guandaosheng was as if he was deaf, and was not irritated by Yu Youcong's words that were similar to the provocation. He still stared at his daughter who was crying with concern. He said in a gentle tone: "Dad has promised you. , if you don’t want to fight with the guy named Yu, can you let dad hold you for a while?”
Concern nodded.
The concerned master Zhe Liu took the small and cute jade rabbit from his apprentice's hand.
Guan Bihe cared about each other, and after ten years, the father and daughter hugged each other tightly.
After a long time, Guan Bi looked at his beloved daughter, his lips moved, and said: "Xin'er, can you... return to Xingchen Continent with dad?"
Caring shook his head, and said calmly and firmly: "Dad, I'm sorry, I already have a master, and I have to practice with the master, so I can't go back with you."
"But……"
Guan Bi said with a dark face, "But your master has already lost to me!"
Zhe Liu immediately said: "Guan Daxia, I have not lost. Isn't that why I can still stand here?"
Yu Youcong smiled and gave Zhe the Archery God a thumbs up, "Just now I was looking for death and survival, but now I have become so thick-skinned, haha, you are indeed the sworn brother of my beloved, he has a way with you! "
Zhe Liu was ridiculed by the sword god and said indifferently: "Now I don't want to die anymore, I want to live with my good disciple."
The old swordsman Yu patted Zhe Liu on the shoulder, "Okay, this is cool. If you really want to die, then I will have saved your life in vain, and Ying'er will recognize you as my brother in vain. ."
Caring said to his biological father: "Dad, I'm really sorry..."
"Don't say you're sorry!"
Guan Bizhen shouted, interrupting his daughter's words, "I am the one who wants to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for hiding from you, and I'm even more sorry for your mother! Xin'er, I agree with you to stay with Zhe, It’s just that I have to make an appointment with your master for a specific time for the next war, and I will definitely fight him again!”
Zhe Liu thought for a while and said with a smile: "Okay, how about I fight you again today five years later?"
Guan Bi laughed and responded cheerfully: "Don't say five years, giving you another fifty years will be of no avail. You Zheliu will still be no match for me by then!"
Zhe Liu also responded to Guan Bi with a smile: "Yes, I hope you, Guan Bi, will be worthy of the word 'hero' when the time comes, so as not to embarrass the Holy Light Clan again."
Guan Bi raised his eyebrows, "I am invincible in swordsmanship, why did I bring shame to the Holy Light Clan?"
Zhe Liu pointed at Guan Bi's face, "Just because of your appearance, alas, it's hard to finish it in a year!"
"You fucking..."
Guan Bi was obviously not convinced by this.
Caring, on the other hand, helped his master: "Dad, just admit it. In terms of appearance, you are indeed more than a star behind my master."
Guan Bi touched her face, sighed helplessly, and then waved her hand, "That's all, it's no use to me. I raised a good daughter who is purely open to outsiders..."
At this time, Sword God Fish You Cong comforted him: "Brother Guan, you are still useful, don't give up on yourself too much. At least you still have a daughter who has not inherited your genetic appearance. She is so good-looking. This How big of a good thing is that? Unlike me, I can’t even get a wife for the rest of my life!”
As he spoke, Yu Youcong quickly glanced at Ling Zhen's face. He was about to say, "It's all Ling Pu's fault, that old bastard." However, due to the fact that Ying'er's only son was here, he just said this grumbling remark to vent his anger. Not very exportable.
The old sword god smiled calmly for a while, put the Hongmo Sword into the scabbard on Ling Zhen's waist, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Okay, if nothing happens, Lao Guan, can I take you back to Xingchen Continent?"
Sword Saint Guan Bi snorted, "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? Aren't you just afraid that I would take advantage of you to leave and attack Zhe Liu again, causing the life you finally saved to disappear?" Have you? Haha, do you think this hero has a bad mouth? They have said that we will fight again in five years, so we must wait until five years before taking action. If we take action now, my face will be lost. No more?"
After shouting "I'll go, hero" again, Guan Bi, who was very good at shortening the mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, disappeared above this land at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, not to mention Qingling Mountain, not to mention the Splendid Dynasty, not to mention the entire human race Hanlan Continent, there was no Guan Bi Guan Dao Sheng!
Yu Youcong weaved the web with his thoughts, and after repeatedly confirming that Guan Bi had completely left the Hanlan Continent, the old sword god glanced at his sweetheart's son Ling Zhen, and immediately turned into a ball of blue mist, flying in one direction. gone.
The Zheliu Sutra Sword God Qinglong Zhenqi healed the wound, and the internal and external injuries were no longer serious. After thanking the abbot of Qingling Temple, he said goodbye to his nephew, and walked to the foot of Qingling Mountain with the concern of his beloved apprentice. .
Ling Zhen and his eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao had nothing major to do, so they were not in a hurry to leave and chose to stay in the temple.
During a chat with Master Bai Zhu, the abbot of Qingling Temple, Ling Zhen learned that this eminent monk, known as the number one Buddhist in Hanlan Continent, was not actually a human being!
The hundred-year-old monk named Bai Zhu, whose real name is Liu Ding, is a top master of the black dragon lineage of the Great Dragon Clan in Shenlong Continent.
Therefore, the humanoid appearance wearing blue and black monk robes is actually just a "disguise" to not scare ordinary people.
The old monk's real body is actually that huge dragon with thick black scales that can withstand Guan Bi's sword!
Ling Zhen asked the master again why he, who was born in Shenlong Continent, came to Hanlan Continent where humans settled to promote Buddhism?
The reason is surprisingly simple. It is simply because the Dalong people are generally barbaric and rude, and are not very interested in Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. Even if they do have a preference, it is a serious case of "valuing Taoism over Confucianism and devaluing Buddhism."
Almost most of the giant dragons born and raised in Shenlong Continent are only willing to learn some Taoist and magical powers, and are not interested in the so-called Buddhist techniques and ideas at all.
After all, some of the most powerful techniques in Buddhism, such as the Vajra Body and the like, can only greatly improve a monk's physical defense.
The people of the Great Dragon Clan have been extremely thick-skinned and thick-skinned since they were born. They are the possessors of the strongest physical bodies among all races!
If that's the case, then what's the point of talking about Vajra Buddhism?
Is it necessary to learn? There's no need for that at all!
This is the gilded tripod that has been addicted to Buddhism for many years. It will be renamed "Hundred Beads", work hard to refine the human form, put on a monk's robe, put on hundreds of white beads, and come to the land of humans to promote Buddhism.
Decades ago, he felt very confident that in the land of the Vast Blue Continent, which pays attention to etiquette and customs, he could spread Buddhist ideas more widely and create more merit for future generations...
Facts have proved that Master Bai Zhu, whose real name is Liu Ding, made the right bet.
In the territory of the human race, in Hanlan Continent, in the territory of the most powerful Splendid Dynasty in the continent.
With his hundred beads, he has become a giant monk who stands at the pinnacle of Buddhism, unrivaled by anyone!
After hearing with his own ears the Buddhist monk Master Bai Zhu's explanation of his past stories, Ling Zhen developed an even higher admiration for this great monk who was mentioned repeatedly by his mother Yao Ying.
This tall and thin old monk, in the mind of Ling Zhen, a twenty-year-old young man, is already as tall as his uncle Zhe Liu!
After having a vegetarian meal in the temple, Ling Zhen and her sister Ling Xiaoxiao walked around the temple again. Every time they entered a main hall, they had to kneel down and kowtow reverently.
All I want is for my family to be safe, my practice to be successful, etc. There are no new ambitions.
After all, Ling Zhen is still very young, and he is not as broad-minded as those great sages and heroes who are famous all over the world. The true heroes serve the country and the people.
I am just praying for my family, myself, and the Ling family.
Ling Xiaoxiao is barely a few years older than Ling Zhen, and her temperament is even more childish than this younger brother. All she wants is for her water spirit root to reach the heaven level as soon as possible, and then one day she can refine her own water spirit root. A natal sword inside the orifice.
These are really enough, any more would be greedy!
After the worship of the Buddha was almost completed, the mission of the Ling family siblings in this most holy place of Buddhism in the Splendid Dynasty was also over.
Before leaving, Master Bai Zhu, who was wearing green and black monk robes, asked Donor Ling to stay for now.
As the Buddhist abbot of Qingling Temple, he has received too much support from the Ling family of the Shenyuan clan in the past. If the Ling family has been kind to him, he must repay it!
The old monk gave Ling Zhen three pieces of golden incense. He held it in his left hand and exhaled his true power. The long incense was lit in an instant, and curls of cigarette smoke floated out.
This smoke is quite magical, showing a fascinating dark gold color, covering Ling Zhen's entire body!
After a while, the smoke package dissipated, and Ling Zhen asked the Zen master what it was.
Master Bai Zhu replied with a smile, "This thing is called gilded incense, and it is connected with the energy of the three supreme Buddha statues in our Qingling Temple. From now on, as long as there are pilgrims in the temple kneeling down to worship the three Buddha statues, it is equivalent to worshiping." You, Ling Zhen. With a steady stream of Qi entering your body, Donor Ling’s future cultivation path will definitely be smooth sailing!"
Ling Zhen was frightened and returned the favor with cupped fists: "Oh, Master, this has really upset me. How dare I share my strength with the Buddha? That would be a bit disrespectful!"
Unexpectedly, Monk Baizhu put one hand on his chest, said "Amitabha" lightly, and said: "It doesn't matter, layman Ling, I'm afraid you don't even know that you have been burdened with everything since you were born. The amount of Qi he possesses already far exceeds that of the world’s people, and his future achievements in creation will be as high as those before or after him. Therefore, it does not have much to do with receiving Qi along with the Buddha statue.”
Ling Zhen was dubious, "Master, are you serious?"
Abbot Bai Zhu nodded, "There is a saying that a poor monk should not say...but in fact, it is a blessing for all living beings to worship you with incense, a great blessing!"
Ling Zhen saw that the old monk had already said this, so it might not be appropriate for him to refuse any more. He was used to being quite thick-skinned, so he accepted it with peace of mind.
From then on, people in the world climbed up to Qingling.
Worshiping Buddha is equivalent to worshiping me!
