In Shaw Danon's eyes, the clouds in the sky, no matter if it was white clouds or dark clouds, had never been so close to the ground. The thunder had never been so deafening. The lightning had never been so blinding. It was almost hard for him to look straight at it.
It was like the sky was going to collapse.
He stood there blankly, watching the man in black and the old monk in the Grasstemple Temple staring at each other angrily, preparing to fight.
Suddenly, a clap of thunder sounded. At the moment when his ears were ringing, he saw a dazzling lightning appeared in the sky. It struck the earth and landed on the sword of the man in black.
In a moment, the clothes of the man in black bulged up. His eyes were wide open, like they were about to burst. At this moment, the inside of the Grasstemple Temple, under the strong lighting, it was as bright as day.
The lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword was so beautiful that Shaw Danon held his breath. In Puzhi's eyes, a strange fanaticism appeared again.
"Is this the power of Daoism?"
The man in black shouted. He used all his strength to shake his wrist. After a clap of thunder, the lightning on the sword shot toward Puzhi. Along the way, the grass, trees, bricks and stones were all shaken. Only the road in the middle was left with a deep burning mark.
Puzhi took three steps back, removed his hand sign, put his palms together. His face was solemn. His body was glowing with a faint golden light. He whispered: "Buddha is merciful!"
"Pa", the remaining seven Jasper Prayer Beads in front of him broke into pieces. Three feet in front of him, a huge "Buddha" character was formed. The golden light was so bright that it could not be looked at directly.
The next moment, the lightning and the "Buddha" character collided.
Shaw Danon suddenly felt his heart beat violently. It was like all the blood in his body was flowing backward. His hands and feet were soft. He could not breathe. At that moment, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, the whole world stopped.
Then, he involuntarily flew backward. Before he could feel fear, he saw the white light and the golden light. It was so beautiful that it was far better than the sun in the sky. The entire Grasstemple Temple was torn into pieces. With the two people fighting as the center, the pieces flew out in all directions, including the sky.
His heart was empty, and he could only hear the sound of the sharp wind blowing past his ears.
He felt afraid and subconsciously wanted to curl up his body, but he was powerless. He could only let himself drift to an unknown place.
A thought surfaced in his mind: Am I going to die?
An intense fear suddenly attacked his heart. His whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he trembled slightly.
When death was right in front of them, how should they face it?
He fainted and lost consciousness.
Pozhi slowly walked over, staggered, carrying Shaw Danon and Baye under his ribs, went to a slightly clean place, gently put down the two children, suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if it was about to split open, he could no longer support himself and sat down.
He looked at his chest, and saw through the scorched smell of the monk's robe, he could vaguely see a black gas gradually encircling his chest, leaving only a small area on his chest that was not invaded.
He laughed bitterly and reached into his bosom. His hands trembled violently. After a while, he slowly took out a red pill. It was about the size of a finger and looked ordinary.
Pozhi sighed, whispered: "Didn't expect the Ghost Doctor to be right, I still need to take his' Three Days Must Die Pill '."
He hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and swallowed the pill.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the faraway mountain.
It was finally raining from the sky.
Mount Jadeon stood tall in the wind and rain, hazy and mysterious.
"Taoism's magic is really amazing, it can actually control the divine power of the heavens. If it can be compared with our Buddhism, we can learn from each other's strengths, we can definitely solve the mystery of immortality. Unfortunately, Reverend Doyal Shen's cultivation is far higher than mine, but he is still like my three Shixiongs, unable to let go of his sectarian bias, unable to let go of his identity and status. Sigh! "
Pozhi let out a long sigh, took back his gaze and looked at the two children. The rain was getting heavier, drenching their heads and faces. The Grasstemple Temple was already torn apart in the battle, there was no place nearby that could completely shelter them from the wind and rain.
His heart suddenly tightened, he couldn't help but worry for the two children. Just now he had forcefully used his true vitality, using Tian Yin Temple's' Great Brahman Wisdom 'strange skill, borrowing the power of the Buddhism treasure' Jadeite Prayer Beads', to produce a great demon-subduing force, only then was he able to block that evil person's incomparably powerful 'Celestial Sword Wield Thunder True Formula', and also heavily injured him, causing him to flee in fright. But his body was heavily injured, and he was hit by the Taoism's strange skill, he was already at the end of his rope, even his last chance of survival was gone. Right now he was only relying on the strange medicine 'Three Days Must Die Pill' given by the Ghost Doctor to prolong his life for three days only.
"Although that evil person's injuries were heavy, his foundation was not injured. After I leave, he will definitely turn back and kill the witnesses. At that time, not only these two children, I'm afraid the lives of the entire village will be in danger. This, this, what should I do? "
PuZhi's mind was in a mess, his cultivation was extremely high, but firstly he knew that he was going to die, his mind was in a mess; secondly he was worried about the lives of the innocent commoners, and unfortunately that evil person seemed to be a person of high status in Qing Yun sect, if he rashly went up the mountain to ask for help, he was afraid that it would not be enough to accomplish anything, but more than enough to spoil things.
But the most regretful thing in his heart, was another matter, which was that his life's greatest wish, could not be fulfilled. As one of the four great holy monks of Tian Yin Temple, the world looked up to him, extremely honoured, but to him, the more important thing was to understand the mystery of life and death, to untie the knot of eternal life and death. Just that as early as fifty years ago, he had already realised that no matter how hard he trained in Buddhism Taoism, he could only increase his power and cultivation, and could not untie the mystery of life and death.
He pondered hard, ten years later, he actually thought of an unprecedented idea. In this world, Buddhism, Taoism, Evil three sects were the most prosperous, their attainments in spells were the highest and deepest. The Evil Sect had a vile reputation, their evil arts cruel and immoral, people did not take them; and Taoism's strange arts, profound and marvellous, and Buddhism each excelled in the battlefield, if they could study together, they would definitely be able to break through the stalemate.
Just that he never expected, his three senior brothers who had always been open-minded all objected at the same time, thinking that it was heresy, and instead earnestly advised him. He was unwilling and visited the famous Taoism sects a few times, just Qing Yun Hill alone, but was always politely rejected by Qing Yun sect head Reverend DaoXuan.
Thinking of this, he laughed bitterly, with a sense of self-mockery, thought: I only have three days to live, and still thinking of immortality, isn't it just making trouble for myself?
Just that although he was open-minded, but when he saw the two children still lying on the ground, he really could not let it go, for the moment he could not think of any good plan, he looked to the left and right, saw a pine tree far away, it could still shelter them from the wind and rain for a while, it was better than nothing, he forced himself to concentrate, carried the two children and struggled to walk towards that direction.
After much difficulty, he finally reached the tree and carefully put the two children down, PuZhi was already exhausted, he sat down on the ground, his back leaning against the tree trunk, panting non-stop.
Heaven and Earth are heartless, treating all living things as dogs!
This famous Taoism saying, with some mournful anger, slowly recited from PuZhi's mouth.
The firmament was like ink, covering the earth. Boundless dark clouds pressed down, rain fell from the sky, fine and dense, the cold wind blew, bit by bit, hitting their faces, chilling their hearts.
He looked up at the firmament, after a long while, he slowly retracted his gaze, looked at the two children in front of him, quietly said, "Two young benefactors, old monk had the heart to save you, but helpless. This matter was started by me, and instead harmed the two of you, it is really a sin! Ai, if the two of you were Qing Yun disciples, on that Qing Yun Hill, among the crowd, I'm afraid it would be safer, but now … "
Suddenly, PuZhi's body shook, his mouth muttered, "Qing Yun disciples, Qing Yun disciples …" His thoughts turned quickly, as if he had thought of something, but was about to lose it in a blink of an eye. In a short while, he had already broken out in cold sweat.
Then, in his eyes, for some reason, that inexplicable fanaticism appeared again.
He laughed to the sky, but in his laughter, there was a trace of madness!
"Wonderful, wonderful! Although I don't have long to live, but if I impart Buddhism's divine skills to one person, and then let him join Qing Yun sect, to learn Taoism's skills, wouldn't it be killing two birds with one stone, not only can I save their lives, I can also fulfill my wish! "
"Buddhism and Taoism have been estranged since ancient times, never interacting with each other. Qing Yun sect would never have thought, that a young lad, who has lived at the foot of Qing Yun Hill since young, would know Buddhism's great skills. As long as there is someone who has learned from both schools, he will definitely be able to break through the thousands of years puzzle of immortality. Hehe, if so, what regrets do I have in death? "
He made up his mind, his entire person was extremely excited, both his cheeks flushed, eyes bloodshot, subconsciously looking at Lin JingYu, his hand stretched out. But halfway through, he stopped, thinking: this matter is very important, nowadays, sectarian bias is very important, extremely taboo to secretly learn, if people know, the matter will be exposed, there is no doubt death. Lin JingYu this child's talent is very good, if accepted by Qing Yun sect, he will certainly be noticed by the masters. At such a young age, I'm afraid he can't hide such a big secret!
Thinking of this, his eyes landed on Shaw Danon. He remembered Shaw Danon's stubbornness during the day. He nodded, said: "It doesn't matter if your talent is a bit lacking. It will depend on your luck in the future."
Finished, without hesitation, he patted Shaw Danon's body a few times, using the remaining Buddhist power to wake him up.
Shaw Danon slowly woke up, his eyes blurred, his ears were still ringing. After a while, he returned to normal, seeing clearly what was in front of him, he was shocked, his mouth wide open.
The old monk's body was full of scars, sitting in front of him, the left side of his body seemed to have been burned by something, dry and ugly, black gas heavy on his face, a face of death. But for some reason, the old monk looked excited, his eyes full of smiles. In addition, he also saw his playmate Baye lying on the side, unconscious.
"You, what are you doing?" Shaw Danon was stunned for a while, then asked.
Puzhi did not answer, carefully looked at him, then asked: "Young benefactor, this storm is heavy, you are a child, why did you come to this remote place?"
Shaw Danon was startled, said: "I saw you standing in the temple in the evening, then I saw it was going to rain, this place is very broken, I thought it would be very cold, so I brought you some food."
Puzhi's mouth moved, put his palms together: "Good, good. Everything is predestined, our Buddha is merciful. "
Shaw Danon was surprised: "What did you say?"
Puzhi smiled: "Old monk is saying, young benefactor and I are predestined. Since that is the case, old monk has a set of cultivation method, young benefactor is willing to learn? "
Shaw Danon said: "What is the method?"
Puzhi was startled for a moment, then laughed, reached out his skinny hand, touched his little head, said: "It is not anything, just to teach you some breathing methods. After you learn it, you have to promise me a few things, okay? "
Shaw Danon did not really understand, but still said: "Say it."
Puzhi said: "You must not tell anyone about this, not even your loved ones, can you do it?"
Shaw Danon nodded, said: "I know, I will not say it even if I die."
Puzhi was shocked, seeing his young age, his face was full of perseverance. The rain was like knives, like frost, wetting his little face, he looked a little haggard.
PuZhi suddenly took a deep breath, looked down and no longer looked at him, but continued, "Also, you must practice this technique once a day, but you cannot practice it in front of others, you can only do it in the dead of night. Finally, unless it is a life and death situation, you must not use this method, otherwise there will be a big disaster. "
Then, he opened his eyes again, stared at Shaw Danon, said: "Can you do it?"
Shaw Danon hesitated for a moment, tilted his head, then scratched his head. His face was puzzled, but finally nodded heavily.
Puzhi smiled, did not say anything more, then began to teach him a set of incantations.
This set of incantations was not long, only about a thousand words, but it was difficult to understand. Shaw Danon used all his strength, used six hours to memorize it.
Puzhi waited for him to completely memorize it, then let out a sigh of relief, his face was extremely tired. He looked at Shaw Danon, his eyes could not help but have kindness, said: "Old monk has been cultivating all his life, never had the thought of taking a disciple, did not expect at the moment of death, we have the fate of master and disciple. You should also know my name. "He paused, said:" My Buddhist name is Puzhi, Skysong monk. Uh, child, do you know Skysong Temple? "
Shaw Danon thought for a moment, then shook his head.
PuZhi laughed involuntarily and said, "What a child." Then he remembered something, took out a dark purple bead, looked at it carefully, then gave it to Shaw Danon, said: "You keep this bead, do not let others see it. When you settle down, find a deep valley and throw it down, that's it. Also, the name I just told you, you must not tell others. "
Shaw Danon took the bead, said: "Got it."
Puzhi touched his head, said: "You and I have this fate, do not know if we will meet again in the next life? Child, kneel down and kowtow to me three times, call me master. "
Shaw Danon looked at Pozhi and saw his smile was gone, his face was solemn. He nodded and said: "Master." Then he kneeled on the ground and kowtowed three times. Just as he finished kowtowing, before he raised his head, he heard Puzhi laughed, but the laughter was filled with sadness and decisiveness.
Shaw Danon was about to raise his head to look at him, but suddenly he felt his back was patted by someone, then his vision went black and he lost consciousness again.