Chapter 40 Stone Chamber

Chapter 40 Stone Chamber

Under the Glazed Pagoda, Xinjie smiled peacefully. He looked at Duoercha, who looked like a demon, and said calmly: "Donor, your injury is not serious."

"So what? It's more than enough to kill you!" Duoercha said coldly, and then he jumped forward, his fist circled the hurricane, and the lightning flashed into the sky. He was so ferocious!

Xinji smiled more and more calmly, and his voice was empty and peaceful:

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

The sound was not loud, but echoed around. He raised his right hand in silence, as if holding a flower.

Behind him, the glazed pagoda was glowing slowly, with rays of Buddha light shining out, and a ethereal Zen sound:

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

The Buddha's light is dotted, as if each Arhat King Kong, Bodhisattva and Buddha are emitting solemn and ethereal Zen sounds together.

Duoercha's eyes narrowed, and for the first time a look of astonishment appeared on his face: "You can actually 'sacrifice' yourself?"

"I have only realized it a little bit in recent years." The silhouette of Xinji gradually faded, merged into the Buddha's light little by little, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Damn it!" Duoercha's black robe bulged, and strong winds rolled in, making him look like a human-shaped storm, surrounded by wisps of electric light.

The body of Xinji was completely disintegrated, leaving only a faint figure. The right hand in the shape of a flower was gently brushed out, and the smile was pure and calm, without a trace of dust.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all over the sky disappeared, and all the Buddha's light melted into this finger. The surrounding became peaceful and peaceful, and only the sound of Zen still echoed:

"All conditioned phenomena are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be viewed as such."

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After a while, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan entered the secret passage, groped the inner wall for a while, and finally found the closing mechanism.

"Dorcha shouldn't be able to find us now..." Meng Qi used nonsense to cover up the storm in his heart.

Qi Zhengyan took out the flint and fire breakers from his arms, dispelled the darkness and illuminated the surrounding area.

This is a corridor that is two people wide. The stones above the head are uneven, and the stone walls on the left and right are rough and undulating, covered with moss.

"It's not like it was purely man-made. It should have been transformed from a natural passage." Qi Zhengyan looked at it carefully, walked a few steps quickly, and put Zhang Yuanshan down in a flat and spacious place in front of him.

Meng Qi suppressed his inner emotions, followed Qi Zhengyan's example, picked a piece of gentle ground, put Jiang Zhiwei down, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Qi, I'm going to explore the road ahead, in case there are enemies hidden inside."

Even an ordinary novice monk can enter and leave the back mountain. Meng Qi believed that there were only stupas here and no demons and ghosts, so he plucked up the courage and planned to explore this secret passage. Since the terrains of Shaolin Temples in the two worlds are so similar, this secret passage would The end of the path may reveal the secret of Shaolin's secret path, and perhaps you will get a lot of benefits from it.

Moreover, Meng Qi, who is relatively "understood" about "Infinite Flow", had some conjectures about this aspect after learning about the "mission evaluation" at the end of the last reincarnation. Exploring the secrets may be an important reference standard for mission evaluation.

Qi Zhengyan glanced at Meng Qi expressionlessly, took out another fire stick from his arms, lit it and handed it to Meng Qi: "Junior Brother Zhending, please excuse me, I have to guard Senior Brother Zhang and the others here to avoid any danger. Infested by poisonous insects and snakes.”

ah? Meng Qi prepared a lot of excuses, hoping that Qi Zhengyan would not follow him to explore. After all, it was hard to tell what was inside. If he became greedy because of this, things would be in trouble. But what he didn't expect was that Qi Zhengyan would do this. He was so knowledgeable that he volunteered to stay and guard him before he even said a word!

"Then we have you, Senior Brother Laoqi." Meng Qi did not dwell on the matter. After lighting the fire seal, he walked towards the depths of the secret passage. He was wary of possible enemies in the darkness ahead and of possible sneak attacks from behind. .

When Meng Qi's figure disappeared around the corner and the footsteps became farther and farther, Zhang Yuanshan suddenly opened his eyes and said weakly but calmly: "Junior Brother Qi, I didn't expect you to choose to stay directly."

"I suffered a backlash and my strength was greatly reduced. I am no match for Junior Brother Zhending." Qi Zhengyan leaned against the wall, sat down cross-legged, and replied in a calm tone, "If you follow rashly, you will encounter secrets or secrets that only one person can know." When it comes to the treasure, do you want Junior Brother Zhending to kill me, or not? Everyone has greed, and I won't take the risk to 'test' Junior Brother Zhending's Buddhist heart, so I just stay."

Zhang Yuanshan nodded lightly and suddenly smiled: "After you were seriously injured, you really talked more."

Qi Zhengyan's face suddenly darkened and he turned to look to the side.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled, closed his eyes again, and continued to heal his wounds. Jiang Zhiwei remained focused on it, as if he was unaware of what was going on outside.

Meng Qi walked along the secret path for a while and realized that he had gone deep into the back mountain.

The fire flickered, and the dim yellow color dyed the road dull and dim, giving Meng Qi an indescribable pressure. It seemed that the fire would be extinguished at any time, the world would return to darkness at any time, and monsters and monsters would emerge from the darkness and eat him alive.

After walking for a while, Meng Qi stopped in confusion, because he seemed to have reached the end of the secret passage. The mountain wall formed a semicircle, enclosing what seemed to be an open stone chamber.

There was a rotten futon there, with a stone bed and a stone table.

"Is this a place where an expert lives in seclusion?" Meng Qi secretly guessed, and once again observed the surroundings cautiously, he then walked over.

When they got closer, the firelight reflected on the mountain wall, and Meng Qi could vaguely see a few rows of words.

"Hey, it's Sanskrit." Meng Qi was also a "top student" in the lecture hall and was no stranger to Sanskrit. He squinted his eyes and tried hard to identify.

"If you don't enter the mortal world, experience the sea of ​​suffering, and don't break the precepts, how can you know the true meaning of the rules, how can you break through the illusions of the world, see your own Buddha nature, and realize the wonderful existence of the vacuum?"

Meng Qi's knowledge of Sanskrit was not profound, and it was very difficult to understand the words. There was no guarantee that there would be no errors and omissions. Of course, he had already understood the general meaning.

"These words are quite mysterious..." Meng Qi muttered to himself in a low voice, moving the torch downwards to shine on the signature place.

"A...Nan...Ananda?" Meng Qi was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. Isn't this the venerable person sitting in front of the Buddha?

Wait, there seems to be a Buddhist story about him breaking the precepts and leaving!

The name "Ananda" was written in Sanskrit like a dragon or a snake, and was carved with a knife or an axe. There was a hint of sharpness in it, but also a touch of tranquility and Zen. Meng Qi's eyes were attracted, and he stretched his right hand forward, trying to touch it.

As soon as his palm touched it, Meng Qi suddenly felt a bone-chilling chill, and a flash of sword light burst out in front of his eyes, like a real dragon entering the sea, or a tiger returning to the mountain. All obstacles were cut off with one strike of the sword.

The light of the sword was so frightening that Meng Qi was unable to react at all. He could only watch as the light of the sword approached him, undergoing various changes, and transformed into a world of mortals.

The living are suffering, the old are suffering, the sick are suffering, and the dead are suffering. The light of the sword has evolved into infinite mysteries, and finally it comes down to one sword, cutting off the shackles all over the body!

In the light, Meng Qi vaguely saw a monk. He didn't know how old or young he was, and he couldn't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. He could only vaguely feel the bitter look and heavy determination on his face.

The firelight dimmed, and the Sanskrit words on the mountain wall turned to dust and fluttered down.

Meng Qi finally came back to his senses and looked at the scene in front of him in confusion. What happened just now? The changing light of the sword and the misery of the human world seemed to be deeply imprinted in my mind.

The dust fell to the ground and formed into words:

"Acquire the true meaning inheritance of 'Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking the Precepts', and understand the remaining form of the first sword of 'Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking the Precepts', 'Cut the Purity'."

It took Meng Qi a long time to close his mouth, and he finally understood what he had encountered. According to what Jiang Zhiwei said before, the magic body and some of the peak-level magic skills and moves in some outdoor scenes are not based on words, and the true meaning is inherited. They are just things that entrust the true meaning. Some It can only be carried once, and some can be passed down for many years. From the true meaning, it is the individual's own problem to understand more or less, and whether he can realize it or not. And when he completely masters these magical skills and moves, he can leave the inheritance of the true meaning.

Therefore, Jiang Zhiwei was able to understand the superficial meaning of "Sword comes out without self", and if the content she understood became a secret book, it would be worth at most eight or nine hundred good deeds, which would be less than one-tenth of the original value.

"I remember that the 'Ananda Pojie Sword Technique' in the temple is not a true inheritance..." Meng Qi thought doubtfully. Because Vajra Temple is good at sword techniques, Xuanxin specifically mentioned that Shaolin has a technique that can rival theirs. "Hard-to-Break Sword Technique" belongs to the peak level of outdoor scenes. When it is perfect, it can touch the laws of heaven and earth. At the same time, he also mentioned that a senior monk in the previous generation lent secret books and mastered this sword technique, becoming a master of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Meng Qi knew that this sword technique was a secret inheritance in the Shaolin Temple.

Since he knew very little about the allusions in the temple, Meng Qi had no direction for his guess at the moment, and he didn't care about guessing. He quickly closed his eyes, concentrated on recalling what he had just learned, and thought over and over again about the changes in the "Duan Qingjing" residual posture.

You must know that the exchange price of "Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking the Precepts" is nine thousand good deeds, three thousand in general, and one thousand two hundred in each style. If you forget it, you will suffer a big loss!

And getting the true meaning inheritance is equivalent to getting the general outline, but it is just a general outline that needs to be slowly pondered and understood slowly. Moreover, compared to the general outline, the true meaning inheritance can also directly understand the five-style sword technique.

Of course, this requires extremely high levels of understanding. For example, Meng Qi, who had received the inheritance directly just now, only understood the remaining form of the first sword.

"How come it's the residual form..." Meng Qi opened his eyes slightly disappointedly. The residual form means that he can't practice it yet.

Although to truly unleash the power of "Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking the Precepts", one needs to step into the location and trigger changes in the outside world. But if you can master the basics at present, you will have a trump card. Even if you don't have the tyranny of Jiang Zhiwei's "sword comes out without self", Definitely some wonderful and terrifying comments.

Taking a breath, Meng Qi put aside the matter for the time being and continued to search the stone room to see if there was anything else.

After walking half a circle around the stone chamber, Meng Qi saw something that looked like a stone door under the light of the fire.

Only faint traces of it remain on the mountain wall, and familiar words are engraved around it.

"Love, justice, kindness, don't enter this door."

Meng Qi read these words and naturally pressed his right hand on the stone door out of habit, intending to feel it without any intention of pushing it away.

As soon as his hand touched it, bursts of unspeakable chill and terror invaded Meng Qi's soul. Corpses, rotting limbs, evil spirits and demons appeared one by one before his eyes.

Then, a ray of fire ignited in the dark air, burning everything, pointing directly at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi's face turned pale, and he retreated quickly, leaving the stone door. What he saw in front of him slowly disappeared.

After breathing for a moment, Meng Qi found that a dense layer of cold sweat had formed on his back, and his whole body was sore and limp, as if he had been seriously injured.

"It's really weird..." Meng Qi regained his breath control and no longer dared to touch the stone door.

At this time, he saw an unreachable small hole under the stone door. There seemed to be an indescribable flame burning inside, and a few small characters were written next to it.

"Kill those who have bad intentions!"

What the hell is this? Meng Qi thought helplessly.

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At the edge of the forest, Duoercha stood quietly, looking at the remaining traces.

His left shoulder and left hand completely disappeared, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, but he still stood upright.

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