Chapter 1104 Comprehend
The sun was blocked by clouds little by little, and night was about to fall.
At this time, Ah Qi had shaved off his hair, put on a gray robe that didn’t fit well, and became dressed like everyone else.
Inside the temple, the fragrance of Zhaifan has come.
This used to be the most desired taste of the young Aqi.
If it was before, he would have been unable to bear it, but at this time, he touched his ‘cooing’ belly and calmed himself:
“One more patience, one patience, the evening class is coming.”
The grey-robed monk who led him in said that he would have to do his homework sooner or later, with sincerity and spirit.
“I’m more sincere, the Bodhisattva will definitely be able to sense it, and then I can find my mother earlier.”
Song Qingxiao followed him, watching him walk all the way to the hall.
Near the meal, there are many monks in the temple, but most of them do not go to the main hall, but to the dining hall.
The sky is getting dark, and two monks who passed by Song Qingxiao and Ah Qi are surprised:
“It’s really early to set the sun today.”
It’s already summer, and the daytime is very long.
If it’s normal, I’m afraid it will be more than an hour before the sky will be wiped out.
But before you today, the sky is already dark.
The surrounding stone pillars lit up lights, and the fire light illuminates the temple dimly.
“Yes, it became shady in the afternoon. Could it be that there is another heavy rain coming?”
Another monk answered.
They passed by Ah Qi and Song Qingxiao, and didn’t notice this little monk who had just entered the temple, and they didn’t know that there was also Song Qingxiao who was a time traveler beside him.
“There have been so many disasters and difficulties this year.”
The monk who spoke at first sighed:
“The torrential rain a few months ago just passed and it caused a mountain collapse and ruined a county.” If there is another torrential rain, I wonder how many people in this world will suffer.
“It’s better if there are many disasters!”
The monk who walked side by side with him heard this and smiled ‘hehe’:
“If we can’t afford disasters, how can we show that we are saving sentient beings and saving suffering?”
He tilted his head and whispered:
“Since Anping County was buried by a collapsed mountain, more refugees have fled into Shengjing, and more people have come to the temple to ask for medicine than usual.”
The gray-clothed monk stretched out his hand and compared the count:
“The price of pills from the temple will rise by another 30%, so no one wants them.”
“It’s also…hahaha…”
“If the disaster recurs, then Master Dharma will open the altar, and after the puja will increase the offerings, the people will not dare to say anything. They wish they could no longer hold their money to invest. Just hope that the weather in the coming year will be smooth and there will be no disaster and disease. “The gray-clothed monk said here, his hands clasped together:
“Amitabha.”
The other monk also smiled:
“Amitabha.”
The two monks walked away gradually, but Song Qingxiao stayed there for a long time, and his eyes fell on the backs of the two monks.
The suffering of the people, in the mouths of these two monks, turned into a profitable ‘good deed’, which made her feel angry and murderous, but at the same time she felt a little helpless and sad.
They are just one of the countless shackles that are bound to the people in this world.
killed them, and there are thousands of mages with the same idea.
Coming from 800 years later, she knew that killing one or two people would not change the situation at this time.
She is just a person, not a god.
When you are angry, you can only kill people to vent your anger, but you can’t kill all the people of the world, contending with the country, the world, and even the laws.
Even if she has the power to reach the sky and the earth, like a god, there is no way to manipulate sentient beings, manipulate people’s behavior and soul.
She seemed to have some enlightenment, and her mood seemed to be washed again. An inexplicable sentiment flowed through her, making Song Qingxiao’s mind enter a very mysterious state.
Song Qingxiao at this time is like a ‘god’, not only detached from the world, but also detached from his own flesh, watching the greed and suffering of sentient beings coldly, watching the changes of the world.
This kind of transformation in the realm caused her spiritual power to quickly rotate in the veins, impacting her seal.
‘Boom——’
In Song Qingxiao’s eyes at this moment, I saw that the speed of the monks in his eyes increased rapidly, and the speed of speaking was also surprisingly fast. At the beginning, it only increased exponentially, and then it gradually turned into nothingness and changed. Into the power of chaos.
The original huge red lacquered wooden pillars, carved beams and painted ridges fade at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The speed of vegetation growth becomes faster, night turns into day, and time alternates rapidly.
The sun, the stars, and the moon are different, everything is slowly decayed, and the temple that was originally full of incense has instantly turned into a ghost temple inaccessible.
Time passed, and the three old Liu who passed by here accidentally broke in.
try{mad1(‘gad2′);}catch(ex){} They did not encounter ghosts and did not die here.
The ecstatic three people found a temporary place to stay, and then went back to inform Li Quan and others.
A group of businessmen came with a load and prayed at the big Buddha in the temple, telling the gods that they were disturbed.
There is no Song Qingxiao in the team, and there is no Aqi sealed in the temple.
The group rested in peace for one night, and left the temple the next day.
This little episode did not leave any mark in the minds of these prosperous businessmen.
Spring went to autumn, the dilapidated temple was tossed down, the new Tiandao Temple was rebuilt, and there were more pilgrims coming and going, and believers praying for God’s blessing.
Until the dynasty was corrupted, the people suffered rebirth, and outside the temple, people who were eager for salvation once again appeared.
The flowers are blooming, everything seems to be a complete reincarnation.
Song Qing’s small eyes became calm, and her heart was baptized with sentiment.
The seal was cracked, and the spiritual power slowly oozes out, unknowingly recovering to the strength of the void, but the advancement has not stopped.
The stars in his body reappeared, and the silver wolf totem on his wrist was a little more agile and vigorous, and it was also awakening.
The long-lost Zhu Tianjian responded to her call again, and the little golden dragon soul wandered in her dantian extremely intimately, uttering bursts of clear chants.
The power of extinguishing the dragon and the body of Nuwa recovered one by one, Song Qingxiao closed his eyes, and felt the feeling that the power brought to him.
This time, she no longer thinks that she can control everything because of her power. She has become more gentle and introverted. The coldness in her eyebrows seems to fade away, becoming calm and gentle.
……
‘. ’
A rush of footsteps sounded, which instantly broke the tranquility of Song Qing’s little mind, and pulled her back from this extremely mysterious feeling and awakened her.
She opened her eyes and saw the little Aqi wearing a gray robe hurriedly ran into the hall under the long corridor.
Everything that happened before was dreamlike, it was just a ‘journey’ of her mind, and it had no influence on the outside world.
But for Song Qingxiao, this journey is very important. She broke through the shackles of all the seals and realized many things in an instant.
She raised her palm, her expression calm and confident.
A piece of ancient jade appeared in the palm of his hand, it was the Taihao Heavenly Book that was snatched from the Eastern Qin aristocratic family.
Before it disappeared with the seal, only the word ‘benevolence’ was left in her palm.
After the strength was restored, Song Qingxiao discovered that the Taihao Heavenly Book hadn’t really disappeared, but because it was completely’activated’, it was hidden somewhere in her body.
needs some special power to call it out.
And this kind of power needs to match the characters in the Taihao Tianshu.
“Benevolence…”
The word ‘benevolence’ is simple to say, but it’s too difficult to understand more.
It may be a beacon lighted by Song Qing’s small mind, in the forest of the dark river, because of the group of believers who are eager to seek the light;
It is also possible that when entering the Yulun Void Realm, he promised to protect Pin Luo’s life;
and when I was on Alcatraz Island, I was given a piece of food when faced with the hunger and thirst of ordinary people who were deceived by Mr. Zhou to go to the island.
……
But if you want to fully activate the word’benevolence’ and use it for your own use, relying on this understanding is obviously not enough.
So the moment she heard the conversation between the two monks, killing intent surged in her heart, but when she realized that her anger was nothing but futile, her divine consciousness entered a subtle realm.
Watch the sun and the moon, time flies, watch the cycle of time, watch the suffering of all living beings, and have a deeper understanding of their own shortcomings.
The huge thread-lifting demon soul’s move made her feel the feeling of ‘God’ in disguise, surpassing all beings, watching them struggle to survive in reincarnation.
She once thought that the cultivation base that goes against the sky is to live fearlessly.
At this time, the higher the level of cultivation, the more understanding, and the reversal of mood, and the heart of awe for all things in the world is born.
Human beings have their own laws of survival. They don’t need to be taller than themselves, and they stretch out their hands in the posture of gods to guide them what to do.
At this time, they are only temporarily living in darkness.
But the darkness will eventually pass, and the light will always come.
When they awaken in their hearts, they will overcome the decadent system and usher in a new life.
This kind of restraint and forbearance, rather than following the inner impulse, is also a kind of ‘benevolence’.
‘! ’
In Song Qingxiao’s Sea of Knowledge, something seems to be broken.
The word’Benevolence’ that appeared in the palm of her palm turned into an infinite and majestic force, slowly permeating into her body’s veins and veins.
Her power quickly broke through the mid-level of the void, and then broke into the peak of the mid-level of the void.
try{mad1(‘gad2′);}catch(ex){} ’ren’ was thoroughly refined by her, and the remaining three characters are waiting for another opportunity to be activated by her.
Song Qingxiao showed satisfaction in her eyes, and shook her hand. The token with only the words ‘righteousness’, ‘dao’ and ‘de’ was submerged in her body again.
She turned her head, Xiao Aqi’s figure had appeared at the corner.
He was about to step into the main hall, Song Qingxiao hurried to catch up without saying a word.
Inside the main hall, there are unexpectedly rare monks who are not on duty.
Below the Golden Bodhisattva, there are stacks of futons.
Xiao Aqi stood on tiptoe and moved a futon to sit on the floor.
He took a book of sutras and a wooden fish, like a devout believer than the monks in this temple, sitting in front of the Buddha statue, chanting and praying.
‘——’
Muyu sounded endlessly, and the young boy who spoke seriously did not notice. There were countless shadows spreading across the hall under him.
, like seaweed growing wantonly, quickly swept the whole hall.
The golden body of the Buddha statue cracked layer by layer, and the black energy penetrated into it, making the Buddha’s shadow a bit evil.
The monks returned soon, and the empty hall gradually increased.
Everyone found a seat one by one, sat down, and started chanting for evening classes.
But apart from the sound of chanting, a monk in grey clothes turned his head in wonder.
“Where is Yuanhe brother?”
This is a slightly fat monk, who looks about twenty, his eyes pierced among the monks:
“He is the most active to eat on weekdays. It is strange today. There is no one at dinner and no one is seen in evening class. It is strange.”
The monk and Yuanhe live in the same room, and they usually smell the same, but the best thing is, but the focus is not Li Meng, and Yuanhe is not seen at this moment, and he is already suspicious.
He recites the sutra for a while, and finally feels restless, so he decides to find Yuanhe first.
The young monk stood up and asked people around him in a whisper if he had seen Yuanhe.
Everyone threw out the questions in turn like drumming and spreading flowers. Everyone who heard the questions kept shaking their heads.
The replies of the monks came one by one, and there was a sense of unknown in the heart of the young monk.
But Tiandao Temple has always been safe.
There are high-ranking monks stationed here, and monks who have enough food all year round are strong and physically strong, far from being comparable to those of some starving refugees.
What’s more, the status of the monk is lofty, and most people don’t have the idea of blaspheming the monk at all.
So in the world, there may be no safer place than Tiandao Temple. What will happen to Yuanhe?
The young monk didn’t pay much attention to the sutras this evening, and his eyelids kept beating wildly, as if something bad had happened.
He went back to the room a little uneasy, but found that the brother who had been looking for him was curled up on the bed with his clothes, and seemed to be asleep.
“It turned out to be asleep.” Seeing this scene, the young monk felt that he had been too filtered before, so he could not help but breathe a sigh of relief and smile.
It was getting dark, he washed his face and feet, and climbed on the kang, the monk on the opposite side still turned his back to him, motionless.
The light has not gone out The night wind blows into the half-opened window, the fire is shaking, and there seems to be a huge black shadow flashing above my head.
The young monk was frightened, turned over and sat up with a ‘swish’, sweating cold on his back and neck.
A breath of breath was held in his chest, making his heart seem to have forgotten how to beat.
He widened his eyes and looked at the tiles above his head, only to find that only his shadow was moving under the dim light.
Yuanhe rolled his body and turned his back to him, sleeping soundly, motionless.
“Illusion, illusion.”
The young monk slowly let go in one breath, and his heart began to beat violently.
The fierce heartbeat hit his entire chest trembling. After extreme shock, his hands and feet became numb, and he almost lost consciousness.
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and lay down again. After thinking about it, he stood up tremblingly and blew out the oil lamp.
The room went dark, and the young monk regretted it almost as soon as the fire went out.
The room is dark and quiet. Tonight the moonlight was blocked by the clouds, and there was no light at the half-open window.
There were obviously two people lying in the room, but one was asleep, the other was terrified, and there was no sound at all.
The young monk felt like he was sleeping in the righteous village where the corpse was parked. He wanted to see Yuanhe’s situation, but because this older brother had a lot of power, he didn’t dare to move.
In shock and fear, he fell asleep unconsciously.
The moment the monk fell asleep, in the dark room, in the tiles above his head, a large group of shadows was creeping slowly.