Cultivation: From the Inauguration of Druid

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Everyone looked at each other, not daring to be too presumptuous, but carefully avoiding the statue and walking towards the stairs.

Xiao Qian, who was walking at the end, hesitated for a while, bowed slightly to the statue, and then followed to the stairs.

The woman in purple who was at the forefront counted the stairs and went up, and when she reached the ninth step, she encountered a turn.

Lian Bu Qing stepped up to the ninth step, and when she saw another turn, she couldn't help but look up.

I found that after passing this turn, I could climb to the second floor, so I couldn't help but bury my head and climb again.

However, after encountering a few turns in a row, it still didn't arrive, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Oh, what's up..."

Turning his head and wanting to ask the sister behind him, he found that there was nothing behind him. He was shocked and hurriedly ran down to look for it.

Dengdengdeng~

However, the descending steps are also endless, with no end in sight.

When I want to look back, I find that no matter whether it is up or down, there are endless steps within reach.

She couldn't help but be shocked, and wailed softly.

"Where did the master come from joking with the little girl? The little woman was just passing by here to find a place to stay. There is no malicious intent. Please forgive me."

There is more than one scene in this situation, but everyone who climbs the steps only realizes that they are the only ones trapped on an endless step when they think of the other sisters.

Some shouted, threatened and threatened; some scratched their heads, made gestures, and seduced; some panicked, softly pleaded, and so on.

Only the woman named Xiaoqian seemed to be relieved after trying to no avail, curled up and sat on the steps in a daze.

Within the abbot, Lingqing, who had taken off his manshoe robe and loosed his hair in a bun, covered the robe over his body, and had already laid down and fell asleep soundly.

Not far from the Taoist temple, there is a manor that seems illusory and smoky.

An old woman dressed in dark red clothes with silver comb-shaped jewelry on her head, hunched over and bent over, shouted angrily with a quinoa stick in her hand.

"Where are the **** hiding?"

In a sentence, the voice is unpredictable, male and female, swaying and staggering.

There seems to be a thick phlegm in the throat from time to time, vague, but sharp and piercing, making the scalp tingling.

"Grandma, it's Miss Zixiang, who seems to be a Taoist priest in the ruined temple next to her.

The girls all went to find food for their grandmother. "

A plump woman about forty years old, her body trembled, the nephrite jade trembled slightly, and she quickly replied.

"Well." A strong male voice came from the old woman's mouth.

Then she turned into a young female voice, with a crisp voice, "Why did so many people go?"

"It's also the girls who haven't seen a stranger for a long time, and they were a little itchy for a while."

"It's all a bunch of saucy hooves." The voice changed again to that of an old man with a beard.

The next sentence turned into a bitter old woman, "Let them come to see me when they come back."

Saying that, he swung his robes, leaning on his cane and dipping into the darkness.

"Yes, grandma."

The woman hurriedly lowered her head and replied, and when the old woman disappeared completely, she raised her head and let out a sigh of relief.

She turned her head and instructed the maid next to her, "Send someone to take a look, why haven't you come back after so long?"

"Yes." The maid responded and retreated to send someone to look for him.

However, just like Xiao Qian and others, they were all stuck on the infinite stairs.

Overnight, the woman sent several waves of people without return. She was anxious, but did not dare to disturb the old woman.

I had to keep circling around the hall, and finally my heart sank, and I ordered a few people to come and find it in person.

When I came to Guanzhong, I just pushed open the door of the temple, and when I saw the statue on the altar, my face changed, and I stepped back, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Leaving a few maids to look at each other, they also quickly retreated.

Ling Qing turned over and fell asleep again.

After that, it was quiet all night, and when Dongfang Qiming was hanging high, Ling Qing turned over.

Stepping on mango shoes, wearing a Taoist robe, and pulling up a Taoist bun, out of the room, he reached out and grabbed it on the stairs.

A thick bark book appeared in his hand, the book of nature.

wow wow wow~

He flipped through it casually, and saw that among the various talisman pictures and texts, there were also pictures of various ladies.

All of them are tactful, like strangers living on the pages of a book.

Snapped!

He raised his hand, closed it, hung it around his waist, and came downstairs.

He took out the three-pillar incense from the table and held it in his hand, and recited the incense mantra.

"The Tao is learned from the heart, and the heart is passed on with false incense;

The incense burner and the jade furnace, keep my heart in front of the teacher;

The true spirit is looking forward to it, Xianyan Linxuan;

The disciple closed the report, and it lasted for nine days. "

Then lit it, squeezed it in his hand, took three steps back, and bowed respectfully three times before inserting it into the incense burner.

Then he sat cross-legged on the futon in the green smoke, and sang aloud with a stone chime in his hand:

"The roaring roars, the ten directions are purged;

The rivers and seas are silent, the mountains swallow;

…”

Then recite the eight great mantras, scriptures, and treasures one by one.

When he recited mantras, recited sutras, and declared treasures, there were clear rays of light radiating from him, washing the surroundings like tides.

In the heaven and earth vitality mixed with the ghosts and evil spirits, the entire Taoist temple shone like a flawless jade.

The manor near the Taoist temple is above a tower.

The old woman in red clothes and holding a cane saw such a scene, her eyes couldn't stop changing.

The aura on his body fluctuated, and the woman on the side was terrified and shivered. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Just before the sun rose, the old woman snorted coldly, threw her long sleeves angrily, and disappeared.

Then the entire manor disappeared, leaving only a mist and no sunlight.

In the Taoist temple, Lingqing finished the morning class, opened his eyes and looked in that direction, and then stopped paying attention.

Get up and take out some sundries from the cabinet beside him.

There is a box with the three characters "Diamond Sutra" on the cover, which was found in the broken Buddha statue;

There is a vajra pestle with four edges and six knots made of brass, which was supposed to be pinned in the hands of the statue of Wei Tuo, but he found it in the mud;

There is a pitch-black lotus seed, which was cleaned up from the pond.

These things were sifted out when cleaning the temple yesterday, and they all contain a special atmosphere.

Lingqing raised his hand to pick up the Diamond Sutra, which was packed in a scripture box.

The surface of the box is engraved with a Dharma image of Vajra Bodhisattva, with a vajra seal on the hand, solemn and solemn, and the vajra is not bad.

On one side is written the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra".

Lingqing opened Dongzhenfa's eyes and looked at it, golden light shrouded it, and auspicious clouds shrouded it.

It seems that there is a monk who has a golden body, and declares to him the secret meaning of Buddha-nature, Vajra Prajna, and the truth of non-signature.

After opening it, there is a folded-page scripture, open it and take a look.

"Then I heard that the Buddha gave the Lonely Garden and the Great Bhikkhus to the Lonely Garden and the Great Bhikkhus..."

Waiting for the righteousness of the scriptures to emerge in front of his eyes, the handwriting is neat, solemn and neat.

Between the lines, there is the Buddha's Light Dharma, explaining the Vajra Prajna and enlightening all sentient beings.

After Ling Qing hastily flipped through it, she closed it and put it aside.

It's not that there is anything wrong with this sutra. This sutra is a genuine sutra. Reciting it can make people understand the Buddha's will and inspire the Vajra protector.

But now he doesn't need it.