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Chapter 401: Craftsman’s magical power, dependent origin and emptiness

Facing the curious eyes of everyone.

Li Li didn't say much.

After discussing for a while, he began to schedule and arrange tasks.

First, he said to the two Xianbei men:

"Murong Qi, Murong An, move the coffin to the open-air backyard first. This is the bait, wait for the rabbit.

"The two of you go to the rooftop and wait with a wide view. Observe whether there is any movement of the tripod sword in the sky in the courtyard to prevent this person from sneaking in and setting up the sword. If you find any movement, sound the alarm as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Xianbei brothers Murong glanced at each other, revealing their white teeth, as if thinking that tonight they could break the neck of a legendary rare sword wielder, the two brothers smiled with chills.

Watching Brother Murong carry the coffin, move it out of the mourning hall, and place it in the open-air courtyard in the bleak autumn wind.

Li Li turned around and said:

"As for Master Miyin and Taoist Xi, you can do whatever you want, but please keep in mind the precautions just mentioned and be careful with this guy. In the past, he pretended to be the Sixth Young Master, and it can be seen that this guy is extremely cunning and good at deception and sneak attacks."

The frivolous Taoist priest known as Taoist Master Xi sat on the ground, took out a platinum rune and a water bag from his sleeves, smiled and said frivolously:

"Haha, the real power of the sword holder lies in the magical power of the tripod sword. This is a top secret, and the weaknesses are equally obvious. I am as fragile as glass.

"If we have the support of the established sect forces and build a complete system with sword guards and sword attendants, we can protect the sword holder so that no one can get close. In addition, the sword formation is difficult to break and a tripod sword flies out. Then it is invincible.

“If this is the case, we will have to stay away, and we will not be able to beat him even if we double the amount.

"But then again, no matter how powerful the sword wielder is, the sword formation will still have flaws. Maybe when the New Cauldron Sword and the New Cauldron Sword magical power were born, the Qi practitioners in the world couldn't figure out the details, and it was difficult to crack them, and it was easy to lose their lives.

"But once the experience has been summed up by the predecessors, the Qi practitioners in the world and the established forces in the mountains are not vegetarians. They can always find ways to solve problems. This is a battle of wits and courage.

"Historically, those legendary sword-wielders who were once unparalleled in the world but ended up with their heads missing were all found to be able to crack the magical power of the tripod sword and kill them at close range... It's a pity that every time the problem was solved in the past, it was an unknown number of people. The lives of Qi practitioners are piled up."

Daochang Xi chuckled and shook his head:

"But according to your description, this person doesn't seem to have any kind of sword guard or sword attendant system, otherwise it wouldn't be nonsense to run around with a tripod sword all day long.

“This person is disorganized and has the audacity to act alone.

"Third, you revealed his magical power of the tripod sword in advance. Nai Laixi came back and used a Hanshi sword art to get started. Hanshi's magic power of the tripod sword was leaked three hundred years ago during the Liu Song and Northern Wei Dynasties. Now, It seems that this person is not a powerful person with this new tripod sword, but he opportunistically intercepted the Sixth Young Master and was lucky enough to be promoted to sword bearer.

"This kind of speculative person, huh, turned around and saw that the process of killing Zhao Rushu was also clear. It was to use the legendary Return Laixi cloth sword to kill. No wonder there is no trace. The only slightly strange thing is that this There is no sword energy left when killing people with the Kou Ding Sword...

"You should pay attention to this. In addition, Xiaodao has already thought of a way to crack it.

"If I were this person, I would definitely try to sneak in first. I only have low-grade cultivation of eighth or ninth grade. When facing an opponent of seventh or sixth grade, of course I have to deploy my sword in advance. Haha, it's interesting. It's the same as a mouse, and it's the same as a mouse. Let him play.

"Before senior brother, I came to Xunyang City. I didn't expect to gain something like this.

"Qi practitioners are inherently against the law of heaven, and those who wield swords are too powerful and 'stealing' the divine weapon is even more detrimental to heaven. In the words of our Buddhists, it is a loss of merit.

"Every person who kills the sword holder in history has received great luck. This great luck is of little use to ordinary qi practitioners in the world, but it can be used for qi practitioners from the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism to break through a certain important rank. Very useful hahaha.”

He chuckled and pointed at everyone:

"Old Bald Donkey, brothers of the Murong family, the head of the man holding the sword belongs to me. If you dare to steal it, you might as well give it a try."

After speaking calmly, the Taoist priest took off his back sword and pierced the skin of his fingertips. The blood dripped on the talisman with red characters on a black background in his hand.

The talisman spontaneously ignited, and the dark red ashes along with a wisp of green smoke were inhaled into his mouth. Taoist Xi raised his head and took a sip of cold water.

Facing the frivolous Taoist priest drinking talisman water, Li Li looked sideways.

The secret-printed hunchback also opened his eyes and looked at his red and black talismans.

This is a Taoist who has been taught by the Patriarch Hall of the Three Mountains Spilled Blood Taoist Sect.

If you guessed correctly, the red and black talisman is one of the three talisman sects in the south, the unique talisman of the Qing sect on Maoshan Mountain.

Taiqing, Shangqing, Yuqing.

Each sect's secret skills are different, but using them all requires a talisman.

The Taiqing Thunder Method requires an imperial talisman.

To seduce the gods, you need a red and black talisman.

The Yuqing Divine Pill requires a platinum talisman.

The identity of this frivolous Taoist has been confirmed without a doubt.

It's just that Miyin Tutuo hasn't seen such an arrogant Maoshan Taoist priest for a long time. It's a little different from the previous impression of a low-key walk, slaying demons and defending the Tao. I don't know how he came about, and how the Wei family invited him.

Li Li nodded with satisfaction: "Just follow what Taoist Master Xi said."

In fact, he couldn't use the frivolous Taoist priest, because... this Maoshan Taoist priest came to him on his own initiative and helped in vain.

"Amitabha."

Miyin Tutuo sang, stood up, and walked out to the open-air courtyard without preparing anything in particular.

He sat cross-legged in front of Zhao Rushi's coffin, chanting sutras in a low voice, with a look of compassion in his eyes.

Li Li, Taoist Master Xi and Brother Murong faintly heard that the scriptures recited by Old Toutuo seemed to be the same as those recited by Shan Dao and others in the lobby.

Taoist priest Xi had disdain in his eyes, half-smiling but not smiling: "As expected of a Buddhist, he is truly sincere and compassionate."

Miyin Tutu ignored him and continued to transform the dead.

Li Li didn't say anything and turned around to prepare other matters.

It's normal for masters to have some quirks.

……

In the distance, inside the recently built Sutra Copying Hall.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and frowned, silently looking at the "arc" above his head for a while.

Before tonight, every time he brought his craftsmanship to Dagushan, the little guy never showed any signs of swallowing the scent of incense.

Tonight is the first time.

Ouyang Rong knows that craftsmen are greedy.

No matter it was still in the sword-making furnace, the first time the sword was washed, the siphon energy from Dragon City or the water bloom in Yunmengze caused a flood.

Or when Ouyang Ronghuai killed Qiu Shenji with a grievance, he almost became a vegetative state when it sucked up all his aura, purple mist, energy and spirit.

All indicate this.

But I didn't expect that the little guy would be so good at eating. After all, he is not young anymore. He can't just pick up everything on the ground and eat it, especially if it is "qi" that has nothing to do with Ouyang Rong himself.

However, at this moment, it seemed that even the scent of Buddhist incense was not spared, and it could be said that it was not taboo, and Ouyang Rong was no longer sure about its "recipe".

"It's a bit outrageous, but that's right. I almost forgot that you are actually one of the culprits of the floods in Dragon City for decades. You can even eat the ethereal Yunmengze water vapor, not to mention the incense smell..."

Ouyang Rong slowly withdrew his gaze, rubbed his chin and said to himself: "But why couldn't I eat incense before, and now my appetite is so big? What changes have happened..."

Before tonight, Ouyang Rong concluded that the rule of craftsmanship recipes is that it can only swallow the Qi in Ouyang Rong's own small world, or the Qi that is closely related to him.

For example, the spiritual energy refined in Dantian, Hanshi's unjust energy, and even the purple mist of merit are all deeply bound to Ouyang Rong.

This range even includes the craftsman's own sword energy.

That's right, it doesn't even waste any of its own blue sword energy, focusing on a disc action.

Every time I walk around outside and return to the sword box, I can faintly absorb the sword energy without leaving any trace.

The craftsman hides the sword energy, just like an ordinary sword, killing people without leaving any breath, this is the principle.

Ouyang Rong discovered this very early, but, coincidentally, he also had the ability to hide wind and energy, produce and sell by himself.

Therefore, I have always been a little unsure whether my ability to conceal my aura was "infected" by the craftsman after becoming a sword holder.

As for the possibility that it was the other way around and that Jiang Zuo was actually led astray by him, Ouyang Rong could not think of this in a short period of time.

Inside the hall.

Above the head of the golden Buddha, the craftsman is jumping for joy and swallowing the incense from all directions.

Below, a young man in Confucian robes sits alone in front of the Buddha, lowering his head and muttering to himself:

"Since we went up the mountain today, you haven't been restless. You were having fun and rebelling in the sword box. You made a lot of noise and disturbed my mind.

"This is even more true after I went to the underground palace and left. The commotion intensified..."

He stared into the palm of his hand.

Not long ago, when eating at Ah Qing's place, the little guy didn't stop. Ouyang Rong originally thought that it was because he met Ah Qing, a person with a lot of energy, and he wanted to eat Ah Qing's energy.

Of course, Ouyang Rong couldn't let it go crazy. After meeting Ah Qing, he put his finger to his lips and said "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" (hiss) as a warning to the little guy who was returning to his old place.

He was silent for a moment and murmured:

"Now it seems that I have wronged you. You are also hungry when you see us eating, right? But when did you start to have this greedy mouth that can swallow the smell of incense?

"Could it be that the changes that occurred after I was promoted to the eighth level are related to the craftsman's sword technique and my natal magical power that I am seeking?

"It's very possible, but why does it only react to the Dagushan incense gas and not other gases? Does the incense gas have anything to do with us...

"Wait a minute, you used the old swordsmith and the sword furnace rooted in the Butterfly Creek to absorb the water vapor. Are you now using something to absorb the incense vapor? And the most likely medium... is me."

Ouyang Rong clenched his fists emptyly, raised his head and asked himself:

"And what is the connection between me and Dagushan..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly turned back and glanced in the direction of the Pure Land Palace where he came from, and suddenly remembered his chat with Xiuzhen not long ago.

“I understand, it’s the origin.

“According to the Buddhist teaching of emptiness of dependent origination, what connects me to Donglin Temple in Dagushan Mountain is a ‘dependent origination’.

“When conditions arise, they gather; when conditions cease, they separate.

"You used the origin of the sword master as a medium to connect with the incense scent bred in Donglin Temple, so you could enter the house and enjoy the incense without rejection.

"If the merit purple mist, Dantian spiritual energy and injustice energy are compared to family meals, then now it is not just going out to pick up random things to eat, but grabbing a free meal coupon from a restaurant and feasting on it."

He sighed softly and said to himself:

"In the past, I have been searching for myself, and subconsciously believed that the general direction of the craftsman's natal magical power was to absorb the 'qi' possessed by the sword master himself.

"Looking back now, the practice of swallowing the grievances in the chest is the most dangerous one. And with the help of an origin, swallowing the external qi is the true direction of the natal magical power!

"Before reaching the top grade, the spiritual energy in the small world of the sword owner is limited after all, and the capacity of the Mythical Cauldron Sword to carry spiritual energy is almost endless.

"The human body is a small world and the earth is raising a sword, a small Taoist. The sun and the moon are a big world and the sword is raising a sword. This is the way for craftsmanship."

Ouyang Rong was filled with emotion and couldn't help but ask the old swordsmith who had already sacrificed his sword:

"You only need to borrow a corresponding origin to swallow all the energy in the world. Old sir, is this the magical power of the tripod sword you designed? Even if you give it to the weak and helpless Ah Qing, you only need to borrow one origin. , it can also teach all the qi practitioners in the world to lose their heads.”

Sometimes people's epiphany only lasts for a moment.

In front of the Buddha, a young man in a sapphire blue shirt unclenched his fists, lowered his head and stared at his palms.

A crescent-shaped tripod sword hung quietly above his head, emitting blue light, like a dream.

The next moment, a tiny hair-like gap appeared on the roof above the main hall, and the "craftsman's work" disappeared with a swish.

A few moments later, on Dagushan Mountain, somewhere in the high sky where no one saw it, in the dark and howling night wind, an "arc" appeared out of thin air.

If you look carefully, this is also the place where Zhuli in the snow once looked down at Dragon City with the red lotus sword seal.

Now that the man is not here, the tripod sword she has searched for thousands of times has returned.

In the long sky, the slender "arc" begins to swallow the cow.

Wait for a moment and feel the incense and fragrance as vast as the ocean compared to the aura of the small world of the human body.

Ouyang Rong sighed, dropped the water bag, and gave up swallowing pills.

He carefully put away the ink dragon and stood up, without carrying the empty sword box on the table or recalling the flying sword from the sky.

Freed from the constraints of the sword holder's short, weak, barren and stingy spiritual energy, the craftsman was able to free himself from the previous restriction of more than ten feet and travel in Taixu.

Ouyang Rong walked out with empty hands, wearing a bronze mask that had not changed his body.

Not long after, he walked directly into the main hall.

Calmly passed by Shan Dao, Xiu Fa and other monks who closed their eyes and chanted sutras. At this moment, he ignored all the exquisite arrangements in the main hall and only took three sticks of incense.

Ouyang Rong walked to a coffin in the backyard. Under the astonished eyes of Li Li and others, he slightly bent down and put three sticks of incense into the coffin and the dead man. Then he glanced sideways at the Miyin Tutuo who was reciting sutras to save people, and lightly Nod lightly:

"All appearances are false. If you see all appearances that are not appearances, then you will see the Tathagata... A good chapter of the Diamond Sutra, a good sentence of seeing the Tathagata."

After commenting, he turned to face everyone:

"I'm revisiting my old place tonight, and I encountered a puzzle that I'm really puzzled by. I'd like to trouble you all to help me clear up my doubts. Well, there's no need to rush to answer them. Come one by one. If you get the answer right, you can leave. If you can't answer it, I kindly ask you to go. die."

His tone was slow, and he was a little embarrassed at the end.

Everyone in the courtyard looked at the young man in a sapphire blue shirt wearing a bronze mask with bewildered expressions.

Li Li, Taoist Master Xi, and Brother Murong immediately looked around on guard.

But in the courtyard where the cold wind was howling, there was only a solitary coffin and the cold moonlight.

There was no shadow of the tripod sword that they had been wary of all around the main hall, including in the sky above.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the young man in Confucian shirt who walked up to them and humbly asked for advice.

No, you are here to die, right?

(End of this chapter)