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- Chapter 461 Buddha Driving
The jade pendant flashes and flickers, the brilliance flows endlessly, one bright and one dark, just like human eyes. Staring at the jade pendant is like staring into a person's eyes, and it seems to have life.
Xiao Yuesheng made several strokes in the air with his hands, his expression solemn, his hands seemed to be holding heavy objects, and every movement was extremely laborious.
The jade pendant gradually darkened, and eventually became dull. It looked nothing special and could not be considered a good jade.
He took a breath, put the jade pendant in his arms, and turned to look at the coffin.
"Nanyun, please come in." Xiao Yuesheng opened his mouth, and his voice came out slowly, calmly and calmly, without breaking away.
Jiang Nanyun and the others moved and rushed in. Even though she was anxious, she still walked against the wind with elegant and graceful movements.
"Master, are you already healed?!" Jiang Nanyun asked hurriedly, staring at him closely.
Qi Yuanhan was even more nervous. His eyes were fixed on him without blinking. He bit his lower lip with his teeth. His body was shaking slightly. The three people next to him could clearly hear his violent heartbeat.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "I have taken back your uncle's soul."
"Thank God, congratulations, Master!" Jiang Nanyun took a long breath, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the sky.
"Uncle Master" Qi Yuanhan looked nervous and asked.
Xiao Yuesheng patted his shoulder and said with a relaxed smile: "Your master's soul is still alive, and there is still hope of returning to the sun. Don't be sad!"
"Thisthis" Qi Yuanhan felt incredible, but was washed away by a flood of ecstasy. The muscles on his face were twisted and looked quite scary.
Only when you lose it can you realize how valuable it is. When Pan Hong was alive, Qi Yuanhan didn't miss his master very much, but since his master died, his heart was as sharp as a knife, the world was dark, and he felt no interest in life.
"If it weren't for the Changsha Gang, this is Master's hard work and cannot be let go. I wish I could follow Master and accompany him on the road to death.
"Master, you are tired, please take a rest." Jiang Nanyun said softly. She observed the details and saw the tiredness between Master's brows.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head: "To take back your soul, you still need to preserve your uncle's body."
"What should I do?Can I do it?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a guilty conscience.
She knew that compared to her master's unpredictable abilities, although she was considered a top master in the martial arts world, she was still far behind her master.
"I need to use Guiyuan Zhi, can you do it?" Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her and snorted softly.
Jiangnan Yunyu blushed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If it is Feng Yuan Zhi, the disciple can barely use it, but Gui Yuan Zhi is just a little bit hot."
"I'll do it." Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her lightly, Jiangnan Yunyu's face felt numb and burned, and her face was as delicate and beautiful as a blooming rose.
"What, open Master's coffin?!" Qi Yuanhan was shocked.
Xiao Yuesheng's face was as dark as water. He glanced at him and hummed: "What you said! If I don't open the coffin, how can I perform it?!"
"But" Qi Yuanhan hesitated, a little unhappy.
When a person dies and is placed in a coffin, he has settled into a home. If he disturbs his family again, he will destroy his peace, which is a grave sin.
"Don't worry, he is your master, and he is also my eldest brother!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand.
Jiang Nanyun rolled his eyes at Qi Yuanhan: "Let me tell you, Junior Brother Qi, are you still afraid that Master will be unfavorable to Master?!"
"Noit's not" Qi Yuanhan sighed, his face flushed.
Jiang Nanyun said angrily: "If it's not the case, why don't you agree?!"
"Okay okay!" Qi Yuanhan looked at Xiao Yuesheng, whose face was as heavy as water, and then at Jiang Nanyun, whose eyes were shining, gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, walked to the coffin in two steps, placed his right palm on the coffin lid, and lifted it gently, causing the heavy and huge coffin lid to fly up.
With a "bang", the coffin lid fell to the ground, and the ground trembled, showing how heavy it was.
The Changsha Gang is extremely wealthy and rare in the entire Lin'an City. The coffin ordered by the gang leader is naturally extremely luxurious. It is the best agarwood that can be found but cannot be asked for.
Xiao Yuesheng kept looking forward without even looking at the coffin lid. His eyes fell on Pan Hong, who was lying in the same room.
Pan Hou was wearing a shroud, with his hands crossed and resting on his Dantian. His expression was peaceful, as if he was in a deep dream. There was no sign of being harmed. The other party struck too quickly, and he had not yet woken up from his sleep.
Xiao Yuesheng had no scruples. He bent down and pressed his palms on his chest. His brows were furrowed. Seeing his elder brother's face again, sadness surged into his heart like a tide.
After a while, he slowly retracted his right palm, nodded, took a long breath, and relaxed his tense face.?
When Jiang Nanyun saw it, he also relaxed, his beautiful face showed joy, knowing that the matter was done, the master uncle was saved!
Xiao Yuesheng reached out again and opened Pan Hou's shroud, revealing the jasper pendant around his neck. It was warm and crystal clear, with a faint brilliance, as if a clear spring was slowly flowing in it.
He picked up the jade pendant and looked at Qi Yuanhan.
Qi Yuanhan blushed and whispered: "Yes I put it up for Master!"
Because he was not wearing this, his master died unexpectedly. He felt guilty, so he returned the amulet to his master, accompanying him, and wishing him a better life in the underworld.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded slowly, showing a smile: "Well, Yuan Han, very good, you did a good job!"
If it were an ordinary person, even if it was winter, the corpse would have started to deteriorate after three days of resting, and it would definitely not be like what Pan Ho is doing now.
This time, it was him who was wearing the amulet around his neck.
The amulet is engraved with formations, naturally exuding vitality, containing powerful vitality, naturally nourishing his body, and will not deteriorate.
"Master, has this amulet achieved meritorious service?" Jiang Nanyun asked with a smile.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded solemnly and briefly explained the reason. Qi Yuanhan suddenly became excited and his eyes shone.
"Okay, I'm going to use Guiyuan Finger, don't bother me!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, interrupting Qi Yuanhan's excitement.
"Yes!" Qi Yuanhan responded hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng said: "Bring a bed over here!"
Qi Yuanhan responded. He was full of energy and excitement, and his whole body seemed to become a balloon, floating in the wind.
Soon, he carried a bed from the inner courtyard, his expression unchanged and relaxed. Now that he has deep internal strength, he can do such small things with ease.
Xiao Yuesheng pressed lightly, pressed his left palm on the edge of the couch, gently placed it far away from the coffin, and adjusted the position, north and south.
Immediately, he took Pan Hou out of the coffin, separated him by a foot, and made him lie flat in the air. He walked slowly, as if being held by an invisible big hand, and moved him to the couch.
After moving to the couch, Xiao Yuesheng walked across the couch, his steps slow, but his hands moved complicatedly, pointing at Pan Hou's body one by one.
The vitality in his body has been cut off, his bloodline is stagnant, and his vitality is gone. He needs to slowly return through the Guiyuan Finger.
Jiangnan Yunming's eyes were fixed on Xiao Yuesheng's every move. As Xiao Yuesheng performed each set of fingering techniques, her slender jade fingers moved slightly, and then made the same gestures, either her thumb, her middle finger, or her index finger, which was as green as green.
There are many changes in Xiao Yuesheng's hands. His feet may move like clouds and flowing water, or sink like mountains, or antelopes hang their horns, or they may step on the snow without leaving a trace. The momentum is changeable, as if he is in different environments, either famous mountains or snow-capped fields. , or the long desert.
He closed his eyes slightly, and his fingers were either stabbing with a sword, chopping with an ax, or chopping with a knife, stretching generously, or softly and delicately. Each finger was a different set of fingering techniques. The changes were subtle and complicated, as ordinary people would imagine. Memorizing so many fingering techniques makes me dizzy.
Each finger is a set of fingering methods, and is also equipped with a unique set of mental methods. As the fingering methods change, the mental methods will also change.
It is difficult for ordinary people to remember these fingering changes, but Jiang Nanyun has a photographic memory and can remember the fingerings with ease, but he still cannot switch between these mental methods flexibly.
The switching of these mental methods must be flexible and smooth, without any obstacles, otherwise, if there is a slight delay, the fingering will be chaotic.
In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed, and Xiao Yuesheng was still using his Guiyuan Finger, with a calm expression. On the contrary, he became stronger and stronger, and his face became rosy.
Jiangnan Yunsheng's white tender fingers moved lightly, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and her feet were walking, exactly the same as Xiao Yuesheng's pace and fingering.
Song Mengjun and Qi Yuanhan stood aside, looking at Jiang Nanyun with their lips pursed.
At this time, white steam was steaming from the clouds in the south of the Yangtze River, and strands came out, lingering in the air, and then dissipated.
Between the two masters and apprentices, one was relaxed and the other was extremely strenuous. In contrast, Song Mengjun and Qi Yuanhan found it quite interesting.
"Hey!" Suddenly, Xiao Yuesheng's figure stopped and let out a loud shout. He pressed his thumb on Panhou Shenting and stayed there.
Jiang Nanyun's figure suddenly stopped, her bright eyes slightly closed, and she made a fist with her right hand, leaving only her thumb to press down, as if pressing on an invisible thing. The white air on her head boiled and rolled, like boiling water.
"Huh" After a long breath, the master and the disciple retracted their right hands at the same time, opened their eyes, and their gazes, as if they were real, immediately disappeared.
Xiao Yuesheng immediately returned to normal, becoming a bit deeper. Jiangnan Yun's eyes slowly changed, and after a few breaths, they completely converged.
"Master"How's it going? "Jiang Nanyun took a step forward, suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Yuesheng, and asked in a low voice.
Her face was radiant, like a bright moon, spreading its brilliance.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Fortunately, my efforts were not in vain!"
"Congratulations, Master!" Jiang Nanyun was overjoyed and hurriedly clasped his fists and smiled.
Xiao Yuesheng chuckled and said to Qi Yuanhan, who was walking over quickly: "Yuanhan, I want to go back immediately. I can't wait for your master's funeral!"
"Uncle Master, what's wrong?" Qi Yuanhan was overjoyed, but he was startled when he heard this, and a smile froze on his face.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled: "Don't worry, I have to go back to the island immediately to make preparations to accommodate your master."
"Master, he?" Qi Yuanhan asked hurriedly.
"If nothing happens, there is hope that your master can be rescued." Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, with a relaxed and cheerful look on his face.
"Really, thank you, uncle! Thank you, uncle!" Qi Yuanhan was about to ask, "Is it true?", but then he thought about it. There was no lie in his words.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "Wait two days, bury at sea, and take a boat directly to Guanyun Island. I will prepare everything."
"Yes!" Qi Yuanhan nodded hurriedly.
"Well, be careful, don't have any accidents!" Xiao Yuesheng solemnly warned.
Qi Yuanhan vowed: "Master, don't worry, even if you kill me, no one will touch Master!"
Xiao Yuesheng nodded and glanced at Jiang Nanyun: "Originally, someone should stay and help Yuan Han, but I also need your help there."
"Yuan Han is here, I will transfer all the masters from the gang here!" Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly.
"Yeah, that's fine." Xiao Yuesheng thought for a while, nodded, turned to Song Mengjun and said, "Mengjun, you can also help me take care of him."
"Sir, if you don't tell me, I am the same!" Song Mengjun nodded lightly, as cold as ice.
Xiao Yuesheng paid no attention to her indifference, turned to Jiang Nanyun and said, "Let's go, we can't delay any longer!"
"How about going back to the gang first?" Jiang Nanyun asked.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, put his arms around her slender waist, nodded to the two of them, and suddenly disappeared, a faint ripple flashed through the void, and the two seemed to turn into water droplets, falling into the calm lake, causing ripples.
Qi Yuanhan stared at the two people disappearing, and let out a long sigh. A look of extreme envy flashed in his eyes, which slowly turned into melancholy and loneliness, with a dull look on his face.
He let out a long sigh. Among the men in the world, I am afraid that only his uncle can hold Senior Sister Jiang¡¯s waist
A quarter of an hour later, a total of ten people arrived at the Changsha Gang's general altar, entered the hall directly, and stood in front of Qi Yuanhan.
Qi Yuanhan looked solemnly as he looked at the ten people in front of him, motionless and with sharp eyes, as if two long swords were unsheathed and piercing into their hearts.
There were ten people in front of them, two middle-aged men, and the other eight were all young people, about twenty years old, a few years younger than Qi Yuanhan.
Qi Yuanhan was surprised in his heart. He had received the initiation from his uncle, so he had deep inner strength. However, the ten of them in front of him stood there quietly, like dozing tigers, faintly exuding an awe-inspiring evil aura.
" None of these ten people is inferior to me. Those two middle-aged people, I can't tell the difference, are obviously better than me. How did they practice? !
A middle-aged man took a step forward, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Master Qi, the gang leader has already given instructions, let us listen to you, Master."
"Easy to say, easy to say." Qi Yuanhan cupped his fists in return and smiled lightly, with a bit of reserve.
He carefully looked at the middle-aged man in front of him. He had a slim figure, slender arms, a slim appearance, slender eyebrows and handsome eyes. His face was like a piece of crown jade. Three strands of clear beard fluttered under his chin. He gently stroked it with his left hand. His eyebrows were smiling and he looked gentle. Elegant.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Outside of it is that he looks like a scholar, more like a scholar, with a calm demeanor and charming style, which is heart-wrenching.
Qi Yuanhan did not dare to look down upon him, he cupped his fists and said, "I haven't asked you for your surnames yet."
"My surname is Gu, and these" The middle-aged man extended his hand to introduce them one by one. Qi Yuanhan remembered them carefully. He had deep inner strength and a good memory. After Gu Licheng finished speaking, he wrote down everyone's names.
Among these people, they may be tall or short, fat or thin, all different, but they all have a unique temperament that cannot be ignored. Standing there, they seem to be shining with light.
They were silent and motionless, but in the hall, it was like on a battlefield, the evil aura was so strong that it was difficult to breathe, and the chest felt like being pressed by a stone.
At this time, the sun has already risen in the sky, the sun is shining brightly, and the curtains are spreading in the breeze, blocking the sun.
¡°?Master Yilin, the head of the Xishan Sect, has arrived¡ª! ! "Suddenly a loud shout came from outside the door, as loud as a bell.
This person's inner strength is deep and his breath is long, soaring straight into the sky and lingering for a long time, even half of Lin'an City can hear it.
Qi Yuanhan is kneeling on the futon, practicing in a kneeling position.
When he saw the ten masters of the Qingping Gang, he realized that he was far behind. He took the time to practice. The master had already been saved. Naturally, he no longer had to be sad. He practiced martial arts well. When he woke up, he had achieved great success and was not afraid of anyone. Master!
He was startled when he heard a loud shout.
Outside the Changsha Gang General Forum, the crowd watching the excitement suddenly buzzed, as if boiling water in a pot, the discussion was boiling.
They didn¡¯t expect that the leader of the Hengshan Sect, Master Yilin, who was so powerful and respected, would come in person.
People turned to look over there and saw a group of female nuns floating over, their loose robes fluttering in the wind and their bodies light.
There is one person in the lead, walking calmly and lightly, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, bright and flawless, with fluttering and rustling robes.
Her skin is crystal clear, her face is as charming as a pearl, and her whole body is bathed in soft radiance. She is holy and pure, and she does not look like a person in the world.
She is the current leader of the Hengshan Sect¡ªMaster Yilin.
When people saw her, their buzzing suddenly disappeared, and they stared at her dumbfounded, awestruck by her grace, unable to move their eyes away.
Behind Yilin, Master Yihe and Master Yiqing followed, as well as a dozen disciples, all of whom were female nuns, wearing gray monk robes with long swords hanging on their waists.
There were many martial arts masters among the people watching the excitement. They were so frightened that they tried to look away from Yilin. When they saw the nuns behind her, they felt a shiver in their hearts.
These more than ten female nuns are all young, but their gestures and gestures carry a faint aura and reveal inexplicable pressure.
The crowd parted automatically. Yilin looked calm, neither sad nor happy. She just nodded to the crowd, walked calmly, and entered the Changsha Gang headquarters.
Yilin entered the hall, clasped her palms together, bowed, and then stood quietly, twirling the sandalwood beads and murmuring softly.
She closed her bright eyes slightly, and while moving the beads, her soft lips moved slightly, and a soft voice floated out, lingering in the hall, condensing and not dissipating.
Qi Yuanhan knelt on the ground, wondering in his heart whether to tell her or not, it didn't matter if the master was the master, he could return the yang.
After much deliberation, she decided not to tell her, and it would be better to let her uncle tell her.
When my thoughts were surging, I heard the soft voice of scriptures in my ears: "In the naturally pure land of Jishou, there is an endless Buddha's treasure, the Great Merciful Lord. In the southern world, there are clouds of incense, clouds of fragrant flowers and rain of flowers, and countless kinds of clouds of precious rain. For The auspiciousness and auspiciousness prevailed throughout the majesty, and gods and humans asked the Buddha why. The Buddha said that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva had arrived"
The voice is soft and coherent, smooth and free, and the words are as round as pearls. It is indescribably beautiful to the ears. Listening to this voice, the whole body relaxes, the Qi around the body is smooth, the breath is lively and agile, and the mind is peaceful and peaceful.
He looked up and saw that Yi Lin's bright eyes were slightly closed, her skin was crystal clear and moist, and she was glowing with a holy light that made people unable to look directly at her.
He lowered his head, not daring to look again, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply to her.
As if Yilin was unconscious, she still moved her lips slightly, uttered sutras, and recited "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra" in a low voice. She was focused and pious, and the whole hall was peaceful.
Yilin's current Qingxin Jue cultivation level is extremely high, which will attract everyone's hearts and minds invisibly. In addition, her thoughts towards the Buddha are extremely devout. When you are close to her, everyone will feel peaceful and peaceful in your heart, as if you are bathed in the light of the Buddha.
After a while, Yilin finished reciting the scriptures, opened her eyes, and looked at Qi Yuanhan softly.
She said softly: "Young Master Qi, please forgive me This world is the most miserable. Brother Pan, he can be liberated by going to the Western Paradise."
"Thank you, Master." Qi Yuanhan felt peaceful in his heart and clasped his palms together. Although he disagreed, he could not think of a rebuttal.
"Young Master Qi, I wonder if my eldest brother has been here?" Yilin glanced at the screens on both sides of the hall.
"Uncle Master has already arrived." Qi Yuanhan nodded, feeling solemn in his heart.
At this moment, he realized that Master Yilin's cultivation was so unpredictable that she couldn't see through it. She must have noticed the master behind the screen.
"Brother is gone?" Yilin withdrew her gaze and looked at Qi Yuanhan, slightly raising her long and delicate eyebrows.
Qi Yuanhan nodded: "Uncle Master has important matters to return to Guanyun Island. He just left not long ago."
"I just left" Yi Lin sighed softly, a look of sadness appeared on her beautiful eyebrows, and then disappeared immediately, returning to peace and tranquility.
"Master, Master Jiang has also gone back with his uncle," Qi Yuanhan whispered, feeling pity in his heart.After thinking about it, he said softly: "Why don't Master Tai go to the villa to have a look."
Yilin shook her head: "I'd better stay with my eldest brother."
After saying that, she walked straight to a futon, held up the corner of her clothes, and sat cross-legged with light and graceful movements.
Yilin and Xiao Yuesheng are sworn brothers, and Xiao Yuesheng and Pan Hong are sworn brothers. In this way, Pan Hong becomes Yilin's eldest brother.
Normally, although she doesn¡¯t move around much, but only a few times, Yilin doesn¡¯t have any bad feelings towards this heroic elder brother.
Now, he passed away suddenly, and Yilin came in person.
She sits cross-legged, her bright eyes slightly closed, her right hands clasped together, and her left hand twirling the Buddhist beads. The treasure is solemn, holy and moving.
Her mind was wandering. She thought she would meet her eldest brother, but she didn't expect it. She made a mistake again. It was so difficult to meet him!
???????????????? Master Yi and his wife, Master Yi and all the nuns, had been standing outside the hall. Seeing that Yi Lin didn¡¯t come out for a long time, Master Yi Qing walked in.
She entered the hall, tithing the coffin first, nodded to Qi Yuanhan, came to Yilin, and whispered: "Master, how will the disciples arrange it?"
"They should go to Guanyun Villa first." Yilin said softly, as if she was afraid of waking up the sleeping people.
Master Yiqing¡¯s voice was lowered: ¡°They can¡¯t leave the leader, so they should stay together.¡±
Yilin shook her head: "I want to stay with Brother Pan here, senior sister, you go first." - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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