Fragrance Stealer

Leaving Mount Emei, the three of them came to the nearby Ya'an City. After making full preparations, they crossed Erlang Mountain to the west, crossed the Dadu River, the Yalong River, and the Jinsha River in turn, entered Tibet at Batang City, and then rested at Mangkang City on the way. One day later, we crossed the Lancang River, crossed the towering Tanyintaweng Mountains, and arrived at Zuogong City near the Nujiang River. , Dazi finally arrived at Nyingma Temple.

"Hey! The danger is so high! The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky... Damn, Li Taibai must have never been to Tibet." The journey was full of dangers, and he almost died in the snow-capped mountains and rivers several times. Song Qingshu Looking back at this time, I still have lingering fears.

Zhong Ling's small face was also a little pale, and she regretted several times on the way that she shouldn't have followed, no matter how terrifying Lan Fenghuang was, it was nothing compared to the power of nature.

Qu Feiyan felt the same way, and finally understood why Master sent her to escort Song Qingshu here. With his body that had lost all martial arts, he must have died on the way. Tibet. According to the legend of Wulin, Li Bai called himself the Three Immortals, the Immortal of Jiu was the first, the Immortal of Poetry was the second, and the Immortal of Sword was the third. Interesting, it is said that he once went deep into Kunlun and fought a battle with Nine Heavens Xuannv in Kunlun Wonderland, as to whether it is true or not, we don’t know.”

"Nine Heavens Profound Girl?" Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment before laughing dumbly, "Do you also believe in this?"

Qu Feiyan didn't smile, but said with a serious expression: "I didn't believe it at first, but a few years ago in Heimuya, Master asked me to sort out the notes of martial arts predecessors. By chance, I found some records of martial arts seniors , They all swear that they have seen this Nine Heavens Profound Girl, they lived hundreds of years apart, and it is impossible to communicate with each other, but their descriptions of Nine Heavens Profound Girl are similar."

"Is there such a strange thing?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested. Since he traveled to this world, he, who has always been atheist, has a little more reverence for ghosts and gods, and asked quickly, "Then what is the Nine Heavens Profound Girl they recorded?" like?"

"Holding a green bamboo stick and wearing a green dress, she looks innocent and romantic like a young girl, but her martial arts are as terrifying as ghosts and gods. You must know that those martial arts seniors are all the best masters in the world. They can make everyone feel ashamed and give birth to despair." Who else but gods?" Qu Feiyan can still feel the shock of seeing these notes that day when he said it.

"The theory of the Nine Heavens Profound Girl is too illusory. The poor monk went to Kunlun several times in the early years, but he didn't see any Nine Heavens Profound Girl." A Buddha's chant came, and Jiumozhi walked over with a smile on his face.

"It's been a few days, how about the national teacher?" When meeting an old friend in a foreign country, Song Qingshu inevitably felt a little cordial.

"Last time I heard Mr. Song's words, and this little monk was like enlightenment. After I came back, I devoted myself to studying the Dharma, and finally dispelled the demonic obstacles in my body," Jiumozhi said inwardly, and his skills had obviously improved. Seeing Song Qingshu's face, he couldn't help worrying. : "The little monk heard from a distance that the young master's breathing was not smooth, and thought he was worrying too much. Looking at it now, the young master's injuries are not trivial. I don't know why you have fallen into this situation?"

"It's a long story," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile, "in short, I practiced two martial arts, one yin and one yang, at the same time because of my greed. Losing the balance of yin and yang in the body will lead to the loss of internal strength, and there is a risk of exploding and dying at any time."

"What kind of master can actually hurt the young master like this?" Jiumozhi is very aware of Song Qingshu's martial arts. Although there are still some shortcomings in the fire, there are only a handful of people in the world who can beat him.

"Mingjiao advocates Wuji." Speaking of this name, Song Qingshu's expression gradually turned cold.

"It turned out to be him," Jiumozhi said to comfort him, and then asked, "The young master is seriously injured, but he traveled thousands of miles to Tubo, I don't know why?"

"The Eastern Hierarch also checked on my injury. She said that apart from the marrow washing sutra of Shaolin Temple, only a special exercise of Tantric Buddhism can save my life." Song Qingshu still knew nothing about that exercise at this time, and couldn't help but Feel apprehensive.

"The Sutra of Shaolin Temple is naturally an excellent way to reconcile yin and yang, but no one has really seen the Sutra for thousands of years, and it is still a matter of five or five whether it exists or not," Jiumozhi lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said , "As for the tantric exercises... the Eastern Hierarch once explained the name of that qigong. The young monk is stupid, and he can't think of any other tantric exercises that can solve the problems in the young master's body."

"The Eastern Hierarch has never told me, but said that I will naturally know when I get here." Song Qingshu spread his hands helplessly.

"Huh?" Jiumozhi once again filtered through the martial arts classics of various schools of Tantric Buddhism. He is an unborn genius of Tantric Buddhism. He is proficient in the martial arts of the Central Plains. Into his mind, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Did the national teacher think of it?" Seeing his expression, Song Qingshu asked happily.

"The little monk probably knows what the cultivation method the Eastern Hierarch said, but it's not convenient for the little monk to say it. Let's wait and see when the young master arrives at Ningma Temple." Jiumozhi laughed.

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Song Qingshu was suddenly depressed, "It's the same in the East, and it's the same with you, the national teacher."

Jiumozhi smiled without saying a word, looked at the two girls beside Song Qingshu, and the smile on his face became even stronger: "Since the last farewell, although my son's martial arts are not as good as before, his luck seems to have improved to a higher level. , The little monk admires it."

Song Qingshu teased and said: "Master, you are a monk, if you show such a good luck to the peach blossoms, the Buddha will blame you."

Jiumozhi smiled slightly: "The book of photographs is the saying of your Zen school in the Central Plains. What I practice is the "Da Nikkon" and "Diamond Sutra" of the esoteric school, and I have no concerns about it."

"The national teacher's Buddhist teachings are profound, and I really shouldn't be in the class. Ningma Temple and his party still ask the national teacher to recommend me." Song Qingshu knew that he was a half-hearted person, but he didn't have the heart to sit and discuss with Jiumozhi, so he stopped the topic wisely.

"Follow me, you three." Jiumozhi led the three of them towards the gate of the temple.

Different from the temples in the Central Plains, the layout of the Tantric temples is a bit cramped, but the appearance is more magnificent. When they came to the gate of the temple, Zhong Ling and Qu Feiyan both stopped in their tracks.

"Why do you two stop moving forward?" Jiumozhi stopped and looked at them suspiciously.

"Don't temples generally refuse female guests?" Zhong Ling thought of the many Buddhist temples in Dali, and every time he wanted to go to play, he was stopped by those smelly monks...

Qu Feiyan nodded, she has been walking in the rivers and lakes all year round, so she naturally knows that Shaolin Temple and other places do not allow female guests to enter.

Jiumozhi understood, and immediately burst out laughing: "Our Tantric sect doesn't have those stinking rules, so the two female benefactors should come in together, Mr. Song might need your help later on with his injuries."

"Can we help too?" Zhong Ling is self-aware, and knows that her martial arts are not top-notch in the Jianghu. If she says that she can help Song Qingshu's internal injuries, she will not believe it.

Qu Feiyan also had the same thought, she absolutely couldn't do anything with master's level of martial arts, how could she help?

"Of course!" Jiumozhi didn't want to say more, so he brought the three of them to a quiet room, and said, "Young Master Song, please wait a moment, I will tell the elders about your situation."

"Please trouble the national teacher." Song Qingshu bowed back, feeling uneasy in his heart, his heart is too big, and he pretends to be too many things, but if his martial arts are all lost, all this will be in vain, so naturally he is a little worried about gains and losses.

The three of Song Qingshu waited boredly for about three sticks of incense, and Jiumozhi walked in with a strange expression, and startled him when he opened his mouth: "Young Master Song, Master Lianhua wants to see you."

"Master Lotus?" Song Qingshu immediately lost his composure, "Isn't it the Master Lotus who has been in seclusion in Ningma Temple for dozens or hundreds of years, and I don't know which generation of master you are from?"

"That's right!" Jiumozhi sighed, "Young master is really lucky, you can be received by a great man as soon as you come here, and the monk has only seen him once or twice in the past few decades."

"Could it be that I also have the luck of the protagonist?"

Song Qingshu followed Jiumozhi around the temple with a strange expression, and when he came to a secluded courtyard, Jiumozhi made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. .”

"I have Lao Guoshi." Song Qingshu walked over slowly after returning the gift.

Chapter 184

"Boy Song Qingshu, pay homage to Master Lianhua." When he came to the door, Song Qingshu bowed respectfully, waited for a long time, but there was no reply, and out of curiosity, he planned to open the door and go in.

As soon as Nazhi's hand touched the door, he was shaken away by an invisible wall of air. Song Qingshu was stunned, and an old voice came from inside: "I never see outsiders, just sit in the courtyard."

"It's the brat who is being rude." Song Qingshu was surprised that the opponent's air wall could be released so far, he came back to his senses, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

"As soon as the little layman entered the Ningma Temple, I felt something. The little layman has obviously passed his life, and now, although he is seriously injured, he is still alive and well. It is really puzzling." Master Lianhua's words made Song Qingshu startled. He occupied Song Qingshu's body with another soul, and the other party could actually see the clue.

"Hearing my words, the little layman's heart beat a little faster. It seems that I expected it. Your fate seems to have jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements. It seems that you and I are destined to meet today... ..." The people in the room quickly fell into silence, seeming to be contemplating, but also seeming to be struggling.

"What the great man said is too profound, please forgive me for not being able to understand it." Although Song Qingshu felt that his details had been seen, he still insisted on saying.

"It's normal for the little layman to have such a reaction, let's not talk about it," the person in the room paused, and then continued, "I wonder how much the little layman knows about Tantra?"

"For people from the Central Plains, Esoteric Buddhism has always been mysterious. By chance, my boy has been exposed to the teachings of your sect and has a certain understanding, but it is only the most obvious thing." Seeing that the other party is no longer entangled in his past, Song Qingshu naturally breathed a sigh of relief. Quickly replied, "The teachings of the Buddhism in the Central Plains are the enlightenment of all living beings in the Saha world by Sakyamuni, who is the Yinghua Buddha, and can be called the teaching; Tathagata explained to Vajrasattva and others the realm of self-realization of the Buddha, the secret method of profound mystery..."

"Little layman, as a native of China, it's really rare to have this understanding of Tantric Buddhism. It seems that you are indeed destined to have a relationship with Tantric Buddhism," the voice of the person in the room was quite gratified. "The main content of Tantric Buddhism can be summarized as 'six general principles' Big', 'Simanxiang Da', 'Three secrets use Da', the specific content can be asked by the monks in the temple in the future. I can talk to you about the basic ideas of Tantric Buddhism. This is the cause of becoming a Buddha; secondly, there must be great compassion to save sentient beings, which is the root of increasing various Bodhi merits; moreover, in order to realize Bodhi and save sentient beings, you can use all convenient methods. Next, you can not stick to certain precepts..."

"Don't stick to certain precepts." Song Qingshu looked a little exciting, "Is it possible that killing, adultery, and other major precepts can also be avoided? The purpose of your sect is indeed... different from that of Zhongtu Buddhism."

A voice quickly rang out in the room: "The Fourteen Great Precepts of Tantric Buddhism do not include the precepts of killing and sexual intercourse. The so-called Buddha's anger also has a lion's roar, and the so-called prostitution of the Buddha is a matter of having sex with a woman other than a spouse, not the middle land. The sects are so secretive about women, the Shaolin Temple in the Central Plains has really fallen into a demon."

Song Qingshu chuckled a few times, but did not answer. This kind of religious dispute is not something he can participate in, and he has no interest in participating in it.

"The yin and yang in the little layman's body are disordered. If there is no guidance, I'm afraid he won't live for three years. Since the little layman can come here, he must have decided to learn my tantric exercises. Just to be cautious, I'll ask again. It is very easy to get started, but it is extremely difficult to prove the Dao, so far, ten out of ten practitioners will be backlashed by their own demons, and finally disappear, does the little layman really decide to learn?" When the people in the room were talking There was no emotion at all, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

Song Qingshu was about to say that he didn't even know the name of this exercise, but on second thought, so what if he knew?With this broken body, it is meaningless to live in this world. It would be better to be as bright as a summer flower for a while, and then return to dust.

"Of course I'm willing, kid. It's just that I've always heard that Tantric exercises are passed down from master to student. I'm an outsider, but the master is willing to teach it to me. I'm a little surprised..."

"I also said before that in order to attain Bodhi and save sentient beings, Tantric teachings support the use of all convenient methods. Under certain circumstances, you can not stick to certain precepts..." The person in the room explained, "Besides, this Apart from the creator of this method, no one in the Tantric sect practiced it. Now that the little layman is dying, the only way in the world to save the layman is this exercise. From this we can see that the little layman has a predestined relationship with it, saying It may not be possible to become the second person to practice this technique."

Song Qingshu was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked, "Could it be that even with the supernatural powers of a master, you can't practice this method?"