Chapter 3 Grand Wish

In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, the clouds in the sky, whether white clouds or dark clouds, have never seen as close to the ground as tonight's black clouds. The thunder has never been so deafening. Lightning has never been so dazzling that it is almost difficult for him to look directly.

It seems that the sky is about to collapse.

He stood there in a daze, watching the man in black and the old monk in the grass temple staring at each other angrily and fighting.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded, and his ears buzzed. At the moment, he saw a gorgeous lightning appeared in the sky, which actually hit the earth and fell on the long sword of the man in black.

In a moment, the clothes of the man in black bulged high, his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst. At this time, in the grass temple, under the strong light of the lightning, it was like daylight.

The lightning that bloomed on the tip of the sword at night was so beautiful that Zhang Xiaofan held his breath, and in the eyes of Pu Zhi, there was a strange fanaticism again.

"Is this the great power of the Taoist true method?"

Only the man in black shouted loudly, and the left hand of the sword was used to shake his wrist with all his strength. The thunder sounded, and the electric light on the sword shot at Puzhi. Along the way, vegetation, bricks and stones were all shocked and flying, leaving a deep blazing mark on the middle road.

Pu Zhi retreated three steps in a row, removed his fingerprints, put his palms together, his face was solemn, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light. He said in a low voice, "My Buddha's mercy!"

With a crack, the only seven jasper rosary beads left in front of him were broken, and they turned into a huge "Buddha" three feet in front of him, which was dazzling and uncontrollable.

The next moment, the electric light collided with the Buddha character.

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly felt his heart beating suddenly, as if the blood all over his body flowed back in an instant. His hands and feet were soft and he could not breathe. He only felt that at that moment, the wind stopped, the thunder stopped, and the whole world stopped.

Then, he involuntarily flew back. When he didn't even have time to be afraid, he saw the white light and golden light, which was more gorgeous than the sun in the sky. The whole grass temple was torn apart, centered on the fighting two people, and flew out in all directions, including the sky.

His heart was empty, and he only felt the sound of fierce wind, constantly passing through his ears.

He felt scared and subconsciously wanted to curl up, but he was powerless and had to let himself float to the unknown place.

An idea came to his mind: Am I going to die?

Severe fear suddenly hit his heart. He sweated coldly and trembled slightly.

When death stands in front of you, how to face it?

He fainted and didn't wake up.

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Pu Zhi slowly came over and staggered. Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were sandwiched under his ribs. When he got to a slightly clean place, he gently put down the two children and suddenly felt severe pain all over his body, almost cracking. He could no longer support it and sat down.

He looked at his chest and saw that through the burning monk's clothes, it could be faintly seen that a black gas had gradually closed in his chest, leaving only a small place in his heart that had not been invaded.

He smiled bitterly and reached out and groped in his arms. His hands trembled so much that it took him a while before he slowly took out a red pill, about the size of a finger, and it was ordinary.

Pu Zhi sighed and whispered, "I didn't expect that the ghost doctor said it to me. I still want to accept his 'three-day death pill'."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally nod his head and swallowed the pill.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the distant mountain.

It finally rained in the sky.

Qingyun Mountain stands in the wind and rain, hazy and mysterious.

"Taoist magic is really amazing, and it can use the power of the gods. If you confirm with our Buddhist family and learn from each other's strengths and make up for your weaknesses, you will be able to break through the mystery of immortality. Unfortunately, the practice of Daoxuan Zhenren is far better than mine, but after all, like my three brothers, I can't let go of my opinion and can't let go of my status. Alas!"

Pu Zhi sighed, withdrew his eyes, and fell on the two children. At this time, the rain gradually increased and wet their heads and faces. The grass temple has been torn apart in the fight just now, and there is no place nearby to completely shelter from the wind and rain.

His heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help worrying about the two children. He just forced Zhenyuan. With the strange skill of "Dafan Prajna" in Tianyin Temple, he borrowed the power of the Buddha's treasure "Emerald Dad" to defeat demons. Only then blocked the "true secret of the divine sword and thunder" of the evil man's incomparable power, and hit him hard, which made him flee in But he was seriously injured and was hit by Taoist magic again. He was already exhausted, and even the last line of life was exhausted. At present, he just relies on the strange medicine "three-day death pill" given by the ghost doctor to survive and prolong his life for three days.

"Although the demon was seriously injured, he was not hurt at all. After I leave, he will turn back to murder. At that time, not only the two children, but also the lives of the whole village will be in danger. What's good about this, this, this?"

The general mind is very confused. His cultivation is extremely high, but on the one hand, he knows that he will die, and his mind is a little confused first. Second, he is worried about the lives of innocent people, but the demon seems to be a person with great status in Qingyunmen. If he rushes up the mountain to ask for help, he is

But the most regrettable thing in his heart is that he can't fulfill his great wish in his life. As the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, he is admired by the world and has great honor, but for him, what is more important is to break the mystery of life and death and untie the knot of life and death. However, as early as 50 years ago, he had realized that no matter how diligently he practiced Buddhism, he could only enhance his ability to practice, but could not solve the mystery of life and death.

He thought hard, and decades later, he really thought of an unprecedented way. Today, the three sects of Buddha, Tao and Demon are the most prosperous, and the magic is the highest and deepest. The magic religion has a bad reputation, the magic is cruel, and people don't take it. The Taoist magic is profound and wonderful, and it is good at the battlefield with Buddhism. If you can study together, you will be able to break through the deadlock.

It's just that he never thought that the three brothers, who had always been open-minded, objected with one voice, thinking that the heresy was a whim, but he tried his best to persuade him. He was unwilling, so he visited the famous Taoist family several times. He went to Qingyun Mountain alone several times, but all of them refused to teach Xuan Zhenren for Qingyunmen.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and was quite self-deprecating. He said to himself: It's only three days to live, but he still wants to live immortal. Isn't it a mediocre person to disturb himself?

It's just that although he was happy, when he saw the two children lying on the ground, he really couldn't let go. For a moment, he couldn't think of any good strategy. He looked left and right. He saw that there was still a pine tree in the distance, which could still cover the wind and rain. It was better than nothing. Go inside.

After a hard time, he walked to the tree and carefully put down the two people. Pu Zhi was exhausted. He suddenly sat on the ground, leaned against the trunk of the tree, and kept gasping.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a dog!

This famous sentence of Taoism, with a little sadness and indignation, was slowly read out of Puzhi's mouth.

The sky is like ink, covering the earth. The boundless dark clouds hit the top, and the rain fell from the sky. It was fine and dense. The cold wind blew, bit by bit, hit the face, and it was cold to my heart.

He looked up at the sky for a long time before he slowly withdrew his eyes, looked at the two children in front of him, and whispered, "Two little beneers, Lao Na has the intention to save each other, but have no choice but to be powerless. It was up to me, but it hurt the two of you. What a sin! Alas, if you two are disciples of Qingyun, I'm afraid it's safer among everyone on Qingyun Mountain, but now..."

Suddenly, Pu Zhi's whole body shook and muttered, "Qingyun disciple, Qingyun disciple..." He turned his mind sharply, as if he had caught something, but he was about to lose it in the blink of an eye. In a moment, he had a cold sweat.

Then, in his eyes, somehow, the inexplicable fanaticism appeared again.

He looked up to the sky and laughed, but there was a trace of madness in his laughter!

"Wonderful, wonderful! Although my life is not long, if I teach a person the magical skills of Buddhism, and then let him go under the Qingyun Gate to practice Taoist magic, it kills two birds with one stone, which can not only save their lives, but also fulfill my wishes for me!"

"The two Buddhist and Taoist families have been estranged since ancient times, and they do not interact with each other when they are old. Qingyunmen never thought that a young teenager, who had lived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain since he was a child, would have the great Dharma of Buddhism. As long as there is a person and two families, you will be able to break through the mystery of immortality for ten thousand years. Hey hey, if so, what's wrong with my death?"

He made up his mind, and his whole body was extremely excited. His cheeks were red and his eyes were bloody. He subconsciously saw Lin Jingyu's body and stretched out his hand. But halfway through, he stopped and thought to himself: this matter is of great importance. Nowadays, the opinions of all sects are extremely important, and they are extremely taboo to steal teachers. If people know it and the matter is exposed, there is no doubt that they will die. Lin Jingyu is a child with excellent qualifications. If he is included in Qingyunmen, he will definitely attract the attention of the teacher. At a young age, I'm afraid he can't hide this big secret!

Thinking of this, his heart moved, and his eyes turned to Zhang Xiaofan. He remembered his stubbornness that he was dying and did not bow his head during the day. He nodded and said, "The qualification is poor, and it doesn't matter. It depends on your own creation in the future."

After saying that, without hesitation, he reached out and patted Zhang Xiaofan a few times to save him with the remaining Buddha's power.

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Zhang Xiaofan woke up leisurely, his eyes were blurred, and his ears were buzzing. After a long time, he returned to normal. When he saw the things in front of him clearly, he was shocked and opened his mouth wide and couldn't close.

The old monk was covered with scars and sitting in front of him. His left body seemed to have been burned by something. It was scorched and ugly, and his face was black and dead. But somehow, the old monk looked excited and full of smiles. In addition, he also saw his playmate Lin Jingyu lying beside him, unconscious.

"You, what are you doing?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a long time before he asked.

Pu Zhi did not answer, looked at him carefully, and asked, "Little benemaster, it's windy and heavy. Why did you come to this remote place as a child's family?"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and said, "I saw you still standing in the temple in the evening. Later, it was going to rain. It's very shabby here. I think it will be very cold, so I'll bring you some food."

Puzhi moved the corners of his mouth and said, "Good, good. Everything is predestined, and fate has long been doomed. My Buddha is merciful.

Zhang Xiaofanqi said, "What did you say?"

Pu Zhi smiled and said, "Lao Kui said that the little benester is predestined to me. In this case, Lao Kun has a set of practice methods. Is the little beneg willing to learn it?

Zhang Xiaofan said, "What is the method?"

Pu Zhi was stunned for a moment, then laughed, stretched out his thin palm, touched his little head, and said, "It's nothing, it's just to teach you some ways to breathe and spit. After you learn it, you have to promise me a few things, okay?"

Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to understand, but he still said, "That's it."

Pu Zhi said, "You will never talk about this to others. Even your close relatives can't say it. Can you do it?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "I know, I won't say it even if I die."

Pu Zhi's heart was shocked. Seeing that he was young, his face was full of perseverance. The rain was like a knife like a sword like frost, wetting his little face and a little haggard.

Pu Zhi suddenly took a deep breath, lowered his eyes, and stopped looking at him, but continued to say, "In addition, you must practice this method once a day, but you can't practice it in front of people, but only in the dead of night. In the end, we must not use this technique until the critical moment of life and death, otherwise there will be a big disaster.

At this point, he opened his eyes again, stared at Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "Did you do it?"

Zhang Xiaofan hesitated for a moment, tilted his head, grabbed his head again, and looked confused, but finally nodded heavily.

Pu Zhi smiled and said nothing more, so he began to spread a set of formulas to him.

This set of formulas is not long, only about a thousand words, but it is withered and difficult. It took Zhang Xiaofan three hours to memorize it.

Pu Zhi treated him completely well, and this time he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was extremely tired. He looked at Zhang Xiaofan and couldn't help but have a look of love in his eyes. He said, "Lao Na has been practicing all his life and has never thought of receiving apprentices. Unexpectedly, when he is about to die, he will have a master-apprentice relationship with you. You should also know my name. He paused and said, "My legal name is Puzhi, and I am a monk of Tianyin Temple. Er, kid, do you know Tianyin Temple?

Zhang Xiaofan thought for a moment and shook his head.

Pu Zhi laughed hoarsely and said, "What a child." Then he remembered something and reached into his arms to find out a deep purple bead. He looked at it carefully several times, handed it to Zhang Xiaofan, and said, "You should put away this bead well and don't let outsiders see it. When you settle down in the future, you find a deep valley cliff and throw it down, that's it. Also, you should never talk about the name I just told you.

Zhang Xiaofan took the beads and said, "I know."

Pu Zhi touched his head and said, "You and I have such a fate, and I don't know if we will meet each other in the next life? Child, just kneel down and kowtow to me three times and call me a master!"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Pu Zhi, but saw that he had put away his smile and looked solemn. He nodded and shouted, "Master." He knelt to the ground and knocked three times. As soon as he finished knocking, in order to look up, he heard Pu Zhi laugh in a low voice, but there was a lot of sadness and determination in the laughter.

Zhang Xiaofan was about to look up at him, but he suddenly felt that his back had been slapped. Suddenly, his eyes darkened and he was unconscious again.