Vol 2 Chapter 190: Real relic

After seeing the monk giving a salute again, Shen slowly backed away, and looked at Ye Qingxuan with a burning look, which was obvious.
Ye Qingxuan is not a fool, knowing what the monk said just now, he told him something.
Both entrustment and warning.
If there is no "world and no magic" in the scepter, if there is such a magic soldier, its belonging is also like a flower monk.
Ye Qingxuan could almost imagine that if he had been greedy for this "world without magic", or even assaulted the flower like this, this sees the monk will hunt and kill for thousands of miles, endlessly.
whispering sound--
Is Dao such a narrow-minded person?
Yi Ruhua's attachment to Master will definitely not destroy this water-mill Zen stick, to determine if there is really a "world without magic" in it.
The monk was not sure about the idea that "the world is magical" was owned by Ningdu. Obviously, it was also a guess, but he rubbed the water-milling scepter for a long time, and in the end his eyes were brilliant. So the saw that the monk must have found the organ on the water-mill Zen stick.
It is rare for a monk to see that there is no greed for the ink, which shows that his Buddhism is profound and his temperament is plain. He has no concern about foreign objects. He is really a Buddhist monk and is admired.
In this regard, I am afraid that the old monk ’s cultivation in the Dharma is much deeper than that wonderful show. At least I heard that the Ningdu monk gave [Arhat Han Jindu E's Body Protection Magic Power] to the Great Zen Temple without blinking his eyes.
Since the "world without magic" is a treasure of Xiaoyuanjue Temple, it has been left as a flower for Master Ningdu Zen. It is already a thing of the Lord. God saw that the monk would not be concerned about this.
At this time, the monk should really come over. Raised the wonderful show on the ground, the two sides saluted farewell.
Watching Dachen Temple and his party leave, Ye Qingxuan's face sank immediately. In the past, he grabbed a flower-like water-milled Zen stick and said, "Don't ask, don't talk, follow me-"
After signalling the cold water of the river, the two immediately returned to the courtyard with a look of confused flowers.
See Uncle Xiao suddenly return. A few people who came to clean up the bed hurriedly retreated, leaving only a few disciples of Qingyunguan.
With a wave of his hand, Ye Qingxuan called Lu Yundong, the leader, and Shen said, "Seal the small courtyard to me. Within a hundred meters, no one should be allowed to approach ... In addition, find someone to notify Xinghua People in the circle, we don't pass in the morning, let them practice first, don't come to me ... "
Lu Yundong has a stable business. Immediately nodded to understand, and immediately acted as the uncle ordered.
Jiang Shuihan looked dignified. He said, "Brother, is it too dangerous to inspect this place?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head and said, "Anyway, night long dreams, things are too important. If it is true, I am afraid that the old monk will not speak out, and he cannot escape the eyes and ears of the heart. You must know that a fight a few days ago, the big monk The focus of attention is hard to guarantee that the monk ’s identity as a martial artist will not be seen by those who care about it ... It is too dangerous to put the probability that can be hidden on others' foolishness. There are many smart people in this world. "
Ruhua was confused, and asked, "Why, what's the matter? With me?"
As soon as Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes, he said, "I said that since you can't stop stuttering, try not to stutter, and talk seriously with others, it's very good, and stuttering when you come back, you look down on me ..."
If the monk Huahua was reprimanded for no reason, he slurped his lips and went silent.
Where does Ruhua know that Ye Qingxuan is actually anxious in her heart, too lazy to entangle on the issue of the side branches, and directly stopped Ruhua's questioning, and then directly entered the topic.
Ye Qingxuan was sitting on a sandalwood chair, and on the table in front of him was a steel water-milled Zen stick. Ye Qingxuan carefully studied the glyph on the stick, closed his eyes, and the texture felt on his hand was in "Lang "The Lingling Pavilion" took shape and completely appeared in my mind.
It looks like this is a mural. The painting is a picture of a 10,000-Buddha dynasty dominated by Shakyamuni. The entire picture has been slightly blurred by long-term friction, but the approximate picture is still clear. In the picture, Shi Zun's left-handed hand marks a big sad handprint, his right-hand touches the magic seal, and the treasure is solemn.
Ye Qingxuanzi carefully touched the texture on the zen stick, and remembered the position of his hands when the divine light was emitted in the eyes of the great monk, and the position of his eyes, he touched them in detail nearby, and finally, Ye Qingxuan was touching When the of the right hand of Shizun Buddha appeared, there was a hole in the middle of the two fingers. At the same time, a hole was found in the middle of the same in the left hand. The hole was very small and hidden in the relief. If it is not carefully touched, as long as the palm of the hand is touched, it is usually not found anyway.
Ye Qingxuan immediately rejoiced, opened her eyes ...
"Find it?" Jiang Shui asked coldly, but the light in his eyes was extremely sharp.
"What did you find?" The monk Ruhua asked puzzledly, "I said Yeer, my brother and I have a good relationship, but you can't ruin the relic left by my master ..."
Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Relax, my flowers, I'm here to help you find the treasure that your master really entrusts to you."
"The real baby?" Ruhua was a little puzzled. "And ye, Yeer, please call me Ruhua later, Rulai Ru, the flower of Youyi Borneo, and the allusions like Rulai Nuhua, Jiaye smile." Have you ever done this?
"Isn't it like a flower like a flower?"
"No--" Ruhua was a little angry.
"Okay, okay, your master is really amazing. Such a famous allusion has developed such a legal name. Since the flowers are so insistent, let's pretend to be the flowering flower like 'Rugaohuahua, Jiaye smiles'. ... "
Ye Qingxuan said everything, thought for a moment, and quickly got up and took out two steel needles from the 'Qiaoqiao Box'. This is the hidden weapon in the 'Qiaoqiao Box', which can shoot three hundred pieces in ten seconds. Steel needle, more powerful than submachine guns.
"Help me—" Ye Qingxuan instructed Jiang Shuihan and Ruhua to hold the end of the water-milling zen stick, pierced the steel pin into the hole, and pried, felt the direction of the machine spring, and then picked it suddenly and held the zen stick One spin, one twist, two hands, one frustrated--
With a crisp sound, the Shuimo Zen stick was split into two parts from the quarter of its crescent shovel, and everyone felt a shock at the same time ...
"Master--"
Ruhua screamed and fell to the ground, crying. "I broke down your old man. I didn't do it. It's this stinky priest. You can find him for revenge. Although I look like you, don't come to me ..."
roll--
He kicked the rammed goods to one side with one foot, Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan went up and took the long scepter on the ground in his hand. He stood up and saw that a sharp cone emerged from the fracture.
Ye Qingxuan and Jiang Shuihan brothers looked at each other, and couldn't hide their excitement.
"What the hell?" Ruhua also found something wrong at this time, and she came up and watched it carefully. "Why is there still this thing in my master's zen stick?" Then his eyes brightened and he yelled, "Oh, this is a big deal. It wouldn't be the same pestle that the old monk said. With this thing, it ’s awesome, savage. Who do you say? Or where?
"I pester your uncle" Ye Qingxuan blushed and said rudely, "You tmd me a little quieter. If this thing is spread out, let alone drink and eat meat, you may be punished when you tmd The sneak attack ... they all whispered. "
The heads of the three people were squeezed together, led by Ye Qingxuan, holding a pointed cone and pulling out. Jiang Shuihan held a Zen stick and swayed in the other direction ... The two were careful, as if holding a precious and precious The fragile antique blue-and-white porcelain is just as careful as possible.
The monk Ruhua was impatient and waited while the two were making a gesture and shouted, "You two are not as good as a damsel, I'll come—"
As soon as the voice fell, the monk grabbed his ears with a thunderbolt, and clenched his hands,
There was a dragon chant, and the room was full of golden light. The three eyes burst into a golden sun, and the long golden urn-like object that emerged from the zen stick emitted a mighty beam of light. The entire space was buzzing. , Yinyin has its own Buddhist voice and Brahma singing, and everyone has a picture of the 10,000 Buddha dynasties, which is the picture above the zen stick, but the Buddha in the portrait is more realistic. Www.EbookFREE.me ~ It doesn't look like the plumpness and roundness of the Middle-earth Buddha, but it looks like a dervish. Shizun did not sit on the lotus platform, but was barefoot on the ground, more like a mortal.
Ye Qingxuan intuitively thought that this picture should be the most original version of the "Figure of the Ten Thousand Buddhas". The other pictures in Middle-earth were all changed from this picture, and this picture should be the most from Buddhism. The original birthplace is also the ancient and mysterious southern Vedic continent.
Then this magic soldier should have moved from the Vedic continent to the Middle-earth Shenwu continent. Its history is really mysterious and high-end. If it is true that the sees the monk, this magic soldier is the of the Buddha. Doesn't that mean that this soldier is a peerless and precious Buddha relic? The world's Buddhist gates, regardless of Zen and Confidence, are all subject to submission?
Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt that his conjecture was quite incredible, but quite reasonable. Although he could not use it to call the world ’s Buddhist gate, at least Xiaoyuanjue Temple could not control any Buddhist sect at that time, but if it was Buddhist Big factions, such as the Great Zen Temple, or the Dami Temple, or even the Dalu Temple and the Dajue Temple ... almost all can use this "world without magic" to make a fuss, at least they can greatly fight for the world Buddhist believers to enhance the strength of the sect. (To be continued ...)
ps: three more basic three.