Taking a deep breath, Li Xiuyuan said: "Master, please help me clarify my doubts."
The old monk said: "What is a sky burial? It means that the masters in the temple cut the deceased into pieces on a stone platform on the mountain. After reciting the sutra, they let these sacred birds come to grab food... ..”
"Some people live too far away, and if they really have no choice, they will use cremation or water burial... They only have one wish, hoping that the souls of their loved ones can fly to the nine heavens..."
"The most difficult thing to deal with in sky burials is human heads. After the sacred bird vultures snatched the food, the heads are still there... We soaked them in potion and mounted them on the dome of the palace..."
Only then did Li Xiuyuan understand. He smiled bitterly and said, "I also reincarnate during life and after death, just to stay away from the endless hell and the six paths of reincarnation."
"Yes, that's the truth."
The old monk said: "All living beings suffer. They bury their relatives in this way, hoping that they will not struggle so hard after reincarnation."
Shaking his head, Li Xiu Wu thought that this was just a beautiful wish that was difficult to realize.
The old monk continued: "Some sentient beings enter reincarnation after being buried in the sky; there are still some people whose souls are still lingering and are attached to this world, hovering here and unwilling to leave."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, thinking of his teacher and master in front of Wangxiang Terrace.
The master back then was very similar to the souls who were unwilling to leave before him. However, the teacher was the only exception in the world. He could still recast his body on the River of Forgetfulness.
"A few months after the New Year, or a year and a half, we will invite the eminent monks from the temple to come here to perform a ritual and recite scriptures to liberate those resentful souls who refuse to leave..."
Having said this, the old monk sighed: "Even so, there are still some resentful souls that refuse to leave for a long time. As time goes by, the yin energy here becomes heavier and heavier..."
After speaking, he waved his hand and said: "Donor Li, just stand here and watch. I will go and chant sutras for the dead person. In a short while, the rituals will begin."
Li Xiuyuan clasped his hands and said, "Master, please help yourself and don't worry about me."
After the old monk left, Li Xiuyuan chose a stone platform and sat down. At this time, dozens of herdsmen were already sitting in front of him, and it was obvious that most of them came to see their relatives on their last journey.
Li Xiuyuan's consciousness quietly enveloped this world, looking at the not very conspicuous, but extremely terrifying stone platform outside the scary hut.
There is also a small Buddhist hall behind the hut, which is probably where the temple usually performs rituals.
There was a slope dozens of feet above the hut. The ritual had just begun when a sound of chanting scriptures came.
"Woo..." A buzzing sound of vultures came from the sky.
Just as his consciousness was heading towards the sky, Xiaodie'er's voice came to his ears.
"Master, Sister Manxue wants to compete with Xiaodie'er on the piano. I told her that we can't compete, but she doesn't believe it. What should I do?"
In Yamu Temple, Ouyang Manxue had already woken up.
After washing up, when he was about to look for Li Xiuyuan, he learned from Xiaodie'er that the master followed the old monk in the temple to the sky burial platform.
And she, Ouyang Xuan and Xiaodie'er obviously didn't want to go there and join in the fun.
So he woke up the crow, and the four of them sat in the meditation hall, making tea and chatting. As Li Xiuyuan expected, Ouyang Manxue started talking about Qin Dao.
He even described a competition in Tianyun Mountain to Xiao Die'er and Crow, which made the two little guys stunned.
When she got excited, Ouyang Manxue simply took out the guqin, put it on the table and started playing it gently.
After a while, his eyes lit up. He looked at Xiaodie'er and smiled: "Xiaodie'er, since you are Li Xiuyuan's precious disciple, he must have also taught you the way of the piano. Why don't we give it a try?"
Xiaodie'er was shocked when she heard this and said, "Master just asked me to ask my sister for advice, but he didn't ask me to compete with you. What should I do?"
In her opinion, it was not a good idea to win or lose, so she had no choice but to communicate with Li Xiuyuan.
In front of my eyes were the crowds of people, in the sky were vultures circling, and in my ears were the sounds of the old monk and a group of monks chanting sutras, and the shouts of Xiao Die'er.
Sighing softly, Li Xiuyuan asked: "What song is your sister Manxue going to play?"
Xiaodie'er laughed when she heard it and said, "It's "Looking at the Spring Breeze" that my master taught me."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Back then in Ding'an City, I was forging swords and forging iron. What were you doing? Then now you can think of this as Ding'an City."
When Xiao Die'er heard this, she couldn't help but squint her eyes and smile: "Ah... well, Xiao Die'er will play the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers"."
If the master and the disciple have the same mind, then there is absolutely no need to say another word.
Xiao Die'er immediately understood what her master meant. Her piano skills were not as good as those of Ouyang Manxue, but she could try to use the same method that her master had used back then.
So, even when Ouyang Manxue and Ouyang Xuan were surprised, Xiao Die'er also took out his guqin.
When Ouyang Xuan saw it, he quickly moved the teapot and cups on the table, carefully wiped off the tea stains on the table, and asked Xiaodie'er to place the guqin on it.
Xiao Die'er looked at Ouyang Manxue in front of her and said with a smile: "Xiao Die'er can't compare to my sister. Don't laugh at me for a while."
When Crow saw the interest, he shouted loudly: "No, none of us will laugh at Senior Sister."
Ouyang Manxue opened her wonderful eyes, looked at Xiaodie'er and smiled: "I didn't expect that your master actually taught you this skill?"
Xiao Die'er giggled: "Sister, let's each play our own thing. Xiao Die'er doesn't play well, so don't laugh."
Ouyang Manxue smiled: "Okay, I'm going to start."
Just in an instant, with the movement of Ouyang Manxue's fingertips, a spring breeze blew outside the hall, carrying the fragrance of early spring flowers on the grassland.
Even the crow also praised it: "It sounds good."
Ouyang Xuan secretly praised that it was true that after ten years of hard training, the junior sister had finally improved her piano skills a lot, at least she was no longer the young girl from Tianyun Mountain.
Xiao Die'er put her hands on the strings, and before she plucked them, she asked, "Master, what did you see?"
Li Xiuyuan moved his lips slightly and murmured: "I saw everyone's tears, I saw death, I saw reincarnation..."
Xiao Die'er was startled, and her fingers struck the strings like swords, making a sonorous sound that instantly echoed in the ears of Ouyang Xuan, Crow Crow, and Ouyang Manxue.
In front of Li Xiuyuan, as the voices of the monks chanting sutras became louder and louder, more and more vultures were hovering in the sky.
Gradually, the sacred birds hovering in the sky spread their huge wings and slowly fell from the sky. One, two... dozens of them fell down in the blink of an eye, squatting on the hillside.
There were more vultures coming after hearing the sound, as if it was time for dinner.
The strings between Xiaodie'er's fingers were as fast as rain, as if a heavy rain had fallen in the living room, and countless rainstorms like iron arrows were hitting the three of them.
Ouyang Manxue was startled. She didn't expect that the inconspicuous Xiao Die'er in front of her would be heard with a clanging sound like a sword or a heavy rain.
Even so, she still didn't care. Instead, the first wild flower on the grassland bloomed on the big strings, gently swaying with a wisp of spring breeze.
At this moment, Xiao Die'er seemed to have returned to Ding'an City back then, sitting on the edge of the piano table in the backyard of the wine shop.
On the other hand, the master was sweating profusely while forging a sword, and kept hammering with the hammer in his hand.
But she wanted to try to turn the master's sonorous voice into the clear spring in the mountains and a wisp of breeze blowing in the forest.
The difference is that today the situation is reversed.
Ouyang Manxue seemed to be sitting in front of the piano table and thinking about a song with the spring breeze blowing in her face, singing birds and scenting flowers, but she was a general on the battlefield waving the long sword in his hand to lead his army to kill the enemy.
In the palace behind the celestial burial platform, the old monk and others chanted sutras louder and louder, and a solemn atmosphere filled the entire mountain.
The herdsmen who were sitting and watching suddenly fell to their knees, as if the next moment was about to usher in the most important moment.
Sitting on the stone, half of Li Xiuyuan's mind was on the world of reincarnation of life and death on this mountaintop.
The other half of his mind was silently watching the spring breeze and drizzle in Yamu Temple, and the impact of the "Dang Dang!" sword collision.
The current artistic conception of reincarnation of life and death fills the air in front of me.
The vitality and deep vitality in Yamu Temple converged into two completely different artistic conceptions in his divine sea, impacting his rock-like Taoist heart.
In this way, there were three different auras hovering in his divine sea, rushing towards him.
The mage in front of the celestial burial platform was already sharpening his knife, and several monks had already moved the corpses out of the Buddhist hall and placed them on the cold ground of the small courtyard...
More vultures in the sky roared "Woo!" and fell down the hillside one after another.
In just the blink of an eye, hundreds of vultures came like a tide from the hillside to the small courtyard dozens of feet below!
Under the cover of Li Xiuyuan's spiritual consciousness, what separated the vulture from the small courtyard was a piece of black cloth about two feet wide, the color of which could not be seen clearly. It was unknown how many years it had been used and how much blood was stained on it.
The first group of vultures to rush down the slope obviously couldn't wait to devour them. Some were waiting outside the black cloth, and some impatient vultures had already jumped onto the wall of the small courtyard.
Just waiting for the mage's final order, he would pounce down to grab the food.
"Quack..." A few vultures who couldn't wait impatiently jumped into the small courtyard, but were kicked away by the mage and flew out of the courtyard.
After scolding, the master issued a threatening order.
The remaining frightened vultures lay obediently on the courtyard wall, waiting for the master's final order.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was thinking about how he had dealt with the killers who had come to ambush him in the past. When a divine fire fell, it would probably take a quarter to half an hour to burn them out.
I wonder how long it will take for the hundreds or thousands of vultures in front of me to snatch away the appetite of the herdsmen heading to heaven?
In Yamu Temple, Ouyang Manxue's piano platform was already covered with wild flowers, and even the crows were drunk by the strong fragrance of the flowers.
The spring breeze is blowing on my face, and the water waves are making thin ripples. It is the season when the wind is warm and the sun is shining.
However, Xiaodie'er's fingers fired hundreds of arrows toward Ouyang Xuan not far away. The iron arrows turned into a black rainstorm in the air and headed towards Ouyang Xuan who was riding a horse below the city.
For this reason, he had to yell: "Such a rain of arrows wants to hurt me!"
A song of "looking at the spring breeze" made the young crow drunk, and a song of "Ambush from All Sides" almost killed Ouyang Xuan, who was dominating the world, in front of all the troops.
Ouyang Manxue frowned slightly and sighed faintly: "Senior brother, I didn't expect that more than ten years have passed, and it seems like we have gone through a reincarnation..."
"ah......"
Ouyang Xuan, who was trapped in Xiao Die'er's Ambush from All Sides mood, was instantly awakened by his junior sister. He looked at Ouyang Manxue, who was resting his fingers on the strings and frowning, very puzzled.
Because he didn't enter the artistic conception of his junior sister's music, when he saw Xiaodie'er twirling her ten fingers and a powerful force like a sword coming towards him, he couldn't help but think that his fingers were like swords and he was about to strike out...
"Senior brother, no!"
Ouyang Manxue exclaimed, stretched out her hand to stop Ouyang Xuan who was about to run away, and then said to Xiao Die'er: "Sister, please stop."
"OK......"
Just listen to Xiaodie'er cheering, followed by "Dang, Dang, Dang!" like swords chopping together in the air, making the sound of the final decisive battle...
Ouyang Xuan was stunned and blurted out: "It's so dangerous."
Crow had not yet woken up from Ouyang Manxue's artistic conception. He looked at the three people in front of him and asked blankly: "Where are those flowers?"
