Chapter 97 Yan Li’s Tears

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"Master, are you serious about what you said?" Liangchen almost thought that he had heard wrongly, and he confirmed with some disbelief.

In order to restore Yuanying these years, Jian Zong has also invested a lot of energy. He has taken more heavenly materials and earthly treasures than he can count on his fingers, but they all have no effect.

This little-known old monk actually opened his mouth and said that he could restore the Nascent Soul, which made him more surprised than convinced.

"Amitabha, monks don't lie!

But it will take some time, and how it can be restored depends entirely on you, the donor. "The old monk nodded, and then slowly placed the basket on the table.

"Is this...?" Liangchen looked at the crystal beads that exuded strange brilliance, thinking that this must be the key to treatment.

"The reason why this temple is called Basket Temple is not only because it looks like a bamboo basket, but also because there is this bamboo basket. What is in the basket is the Sae beads refined through the life essence of disciples of all generations." The old monk answered.

"Ah! Shi'ezhu!"

"There is really a bead that can relieve evil!" Upon hearing this name, Liangchen was shocked, and his previous doubts suddenly dissipated.

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all! It turns out that Shi'ezhu is hidden in a small unknown temple!

"What's the difference between this treasure and the relic?" Liangchen couldn't help but ask again when he heard that it was refined by Buddhist disciples.

“The beads are relics, but the relics are not beads.

The relics are the treasures left by the eminent Buddhist monks after their incarnation, and the Shi'e beads need to be refined day and night before they are alive. They can only be refined after being fused with the Buddha's bones when they are enthroned. Not only does it contain a drop of pure Yang Buddha's blood , there are also many insights, spiritual thoughts and ideas hidden in it. "The old monk explained carefully.

"I see! Then I can just take one?" Liangchen saw that the medicine was right in front of him, and he suddenly felt anxious.

"Of course! Although the Shi'e Pearl is powerful, because of different experiences during life, the insights contained in it are also different. If you can choose one that suits you, it will not only untie the knot of your Nascent Soul, but also allow you to reach a higher level. ! But if you choose incorrectly, although it can also solve the problem of Nascent Soul, since the emotions contained in the orb and the body are mutually exclusive, I am afraid it will be harmful to your realm." The old monk explained and placed the basket solemnly in front of Liangchen, "You Choose one.”

Hearing what he said, Liangchen immediately looked at Shi'ezhu in the basket with a mixture of awe and longing.

I saw that the dozen or so beads of relief were of different sizes and brilliance, some were green and green, some were as red as fire, some were as blue as the sea, some were as white as jade, and one was black and white, but they all had them in the center. A drop of golden liquid must be the pure Yang Buddha blood mentioned by the master.

He looked left and right and became more and more dizzy, and he didn't know how to choose. When he was struggling, the old monk reminded:

"It should be easier if you touch it with your spiritual thoughts and understand it with your heart."

Liangchen nodded when he heard the sound. The Pearl of the Sea of ​​Consciousness rotated and released a golden thread that lightly touched a red crystal bead, and then he began to close his eyes and comprehend. When I closed my eyes, I felt as if I was in a boundless sea of ​​fire, with a red phantom of Buddha glaring at me fiercely. Although he had closed his eyes, he still felt some pain as if his eyes were being burned by flames. He quickly withdrew his spiritual thoughts, shook his head gently, and after taking a short rest, he lit the gold wire on a green star on the side. On the color crystal beads.

Just as he closed his eyes, a huge wave broke through the sky and instantly enveloped Liangchen's whole body.

He wanted to break free, but found that he could not move, as if he had been cast a restraining spell, and could only float up and down with the big waves.

And on the sea, a monk with green eyes was walking on the waves.

The monk looked at him, and he looked at the monk. As they looked at each other, the two got closer and closer, but when they were about to collide, the monk passed by.

Liangchen's spiritual thoughts stopped and landed on a yellow crystal bead next to him. Before he could sense the scene, a pleasant chanting sound rushed into his ears. Accompanying the chanting, a monk jumped from among the mountain flowers. The corners of Liangchen's mouth immediately turned up.

After receiving such insights one after another, I felt that each of the beads of relief contained a unique main emotion and some subtle changes.

Some are as violent as thunder, some are silent, some are as joyous as singing, and some are filled with tears of regret... They have distinct personalities, and you will be infected by them just by looking at them.

But these single emotions seem to be missing something!

He shook his head and focused his thoughts on a smoky crystal bead. Just as he closed his eyes, he saw a thin figure walking in the endless desert, with the afterglow of the setting sun shining on his shoulders. Stretching his figure very thin and long.

He is obviously a monk, but he has a yellow flower in his ear, like a person who has come from afar for a one-time date. He walked through deserts, mountains, rivers, and plains, all the while keeping his head on the road. When the sun rises, he is on his way, when the moon sets, he is on his way, and the yellow flowers beside his ears gradually wither, but he is still on his way.

Just when Liangchen thought he would never stop, the figure stopped in front of a sea of ​​flowers. He reached for his ear and picked out a flower that had already dried up.

The figure looked at the dead flowers, and his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and tears burst into his face. But after a while, he gently selected the largest and brightest yellow flower from the sea of ​​flowers, slowly inserted it into his ear, and then walked through the sea of ​​flowers, across the mountains and rivers, and continued to walk forward.

The thin back is extremely thin and long on the horizon!

Liangchen looked at this figure, and suddenly his heart moved, as if he had been pricked by a needle somewhere, and the corner of his eye was so painful that he shed a tear.

"Why am I crying?" He slowly opened his eyes, as if there was a stone pressing on his heart.

"What does this feel like?" For the first time, he couldn't determine the emotion contained in this crystal bead, and he didn't even know what words to use to describe it.

"I choose this one!" Liangchen stretched out his hand and held the crystal bead with the luster of smoke in his hand.