Chapter 244 Yuan Zhao
The mountain breeze is gentle and the heat is scorching.
In the middle of a green hill, on the hillside, a young man and a girl of twelve or thirteen years old were kneeling in front of a grave, carefully placing sacrifices.
They are none other than Li Qing and his sister, Xiaoyue.
“Brother, we finally avenged you.”
Li Qing chuckled and said to the simple wooden tablet in front of the grave: "I've made you wait for a long time...but no matter what, you finally got your revenge."
Xiaoyue beside him was placed. Sacrifice, pursed his lips and said softly: "Brother, Xiaoyue misses you so much."
Li Qing touched Xiaoyue's head, and then said to the wooden tablet: "Brother, don't worry, we will I will live a good life.”
“I met a young man who is very good and very good. I can see your shadow in him.”
“ Soon I will take Xiaoyue to Luoyi. He promised me that the martial arts alliance, one of the best in the world, will take care of us. Maybe we can learn something really powerful in the martial arts alliance. "
"Brother Qing has been very kind to us, so I want to follow Brother Qing and help him in the future... As for Xiaoyue, I want her to stay in the Wulin League first."
"Brother Qing, The master of the Hua Shao League is also very kind. He will definitely take Xiaoyue in. Maybe Xiaoyue will be more powerful than me in the future. "
Li Qing said with a smile: "Brother, you can also rest in peace. "
Xiaoyue raised her head and said softly: "Second brother, I don't want to stay in any martial arts league, I want to be with you."
"Silly Xiaoyue."
Li Qing patted his sister's head and said: "What kind of person is Brother Qing? All he has to do is big things. You don't know anything now, you are just a little girl. If you follow us, you will drag Brother Qing down."
< br>"Is that so?" Xiaoyue curled her lips: "Does that mean after I learn the skills, I can follow you?"
"Of course."
Li Qing said with a smile : "That's why second brother wants you to join the martial arts league. You can learn a lot of skills there, and you will be a powerful heroine by then."
"Okay!" Xiaoyue's eyes lit up: "Then I I’m going to join the Wulin League!”
"You're so good."
Li Qing pinched Xiaoyue Rourou's little face: "Go, go home and cook first, and I'll talk to my elder brother for a while."
" Yeah!" Xiaoyue nodded vigorously, stood up, patted the soil, and ran down the mountain road.
After watching her leave, Li Qing turned his attention to the grave again.
“Brother.”
He clenched his fists and whispered: "Xiaoyue was here just now, and I didn't tell you the truth... Brother Qing told me that although the monks from Fanyin Temple were the ones who killed you, killing them is not enough. !"
"Behind them, there is Jin Chan Temple!"
"Only by destroying them can I truly avenge you!"
"Brother, I will! To do this big thing with Brother Qing, maybe I will die, maybe I won't live to see the destruction of Jinchan Temple, but I have no regrets."
"I will definitely let Xiaoyue! Live a good life and do this big thing later. This will not only avenge you, but also do a good thing for everyone in the world! If I really die on the way, I will have a clear conscience!"
"On that day, we two brothers will meet again under Jiuquan and have wine and talk!"
His tone was sonorous and powerful, and after he finished speaking, he kowtowed his head heavily.
But when he raised his head, he suddenly found that there was another person beside the grave!
That was a monk who was so handsome that it was almost impossible to distinguish between men and women. He was wearing a wide cassock, and his complexion was glowing with golden light. He was extremely mysterious.
Li Qing was shocked and suddenly fell to the ground.
Having just experienced the incident at Fanyin Temple, as long as he saw the monk, he would label him as an enemy in his heart without thinking too much!
Without any hesitation, and only a little frightened, Li Qing immediately got up and jumped down the big slope next to the mountain road!
Follow the mountain road down to the small village where your home is located. Xiaoyue is also there. You can't lure this monk away!
I would rather fall to death than be caught by this monk!
With this thought in mind, he closed his eyes and jumped out.
But the next second, Li Qing fell firmly to the ground, not hard. He stood up in shock and looked up - he had not jumped out, the grave was still in front of him, and so was the monk.
“What kind of magic did you use?!”
Li Qing’s pupils trembled.
The monk put his hands together and gave a slight salute: "Amitabha, the young monk Jin Chan Temple has a wise heart, the donor does not need to worry, the young monk does not want to harm the donor."
"Jin, Jin Chan Temple?!"
Li Tingting took a breath of air, turned around and was about to get up and continue jumping.
But in the next moment, Hui Xin’s hand was already gently on his shoulder.
"Contemplating the Buddha's Self-Resident Hundreds of Afflictions, traveling through hundreds of samsaraes, seeing that the five aggregates are all empty, he can survive all sufferings."
His red lips opened slightly, and he uttered a mysterious and profound Sanskrit chant. : "A flesh and blood bag, the basis of reincarnation, replacement for hundreds of lives, and endless pain. However, it is difficult for Buddhas to endure a hundred calamities, without self or form, using pain as practice, and reincarnation as nirvana..."
The familiar Buddhist scriptures penetrated into his ears. Li Qing's body suddenly stiffened and he could no longer move. His eyes were full of struggle.
It’s just that this struggle didn’t last long.
Soon, the light in his eyes gradually subsided and softened, and the hands hanging by his sides were unconsciously raised and clasped together in front of his chest.
Huixin let go of her hand and nodded slightly: "Turn around."
Li Ting turned around as he spoke. There was no longer any panic, fear or hatred on his face, only calmness and boundlessness. of peace.
"Yun Gong." Hui Xin said again.
Li Qing sat down cross-legged, her inner breath gradually surged around her body, and her clothes puffed up without any wind.
After Huixin looked at it for a while, she said softly: "Although your cultivation level is low, this golden body and copper bone skill is extremely pure, and your root bone talent is acceptable... Maybe you are the one who has completed Yuanwu's conjecture right now. The best choice."
After that, he reached out his hand and gently touched Li Qing's head.
With just such a caress, Li Qing's black hair suddenly fell down, turning into a bald head.
"Senior brother ordered the young monk to act secretly, so you can get tonsured here today."
Huixin said, golden light condensed between her fingers, and she pointed at Li Qing's forehead, marking out the ring scars one by one.
During the entire process, Li Qing remained expressionless and unresponsive. He just clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and allowed the other party to act.
"Very good."
After finishing the ring scar, Huixin smiled slightly: "From now on, you will be a disciple of Jinchan Temple, and I will be your teacher. ”
"You are a member of the Yuan family. From now on, your dharma name will be... Yuanzhao."
"Wisdom is like a torch reflecting three thousand people, and the Yuanzhao can clear the confusing river. Disciple, you bear my responsibility." I wish you a smooth journey ahead and profound wisdom in Jin Chan Temple." Li Qing lowered his head and said softly: "Yuanzhao, thank you Master."
Huixin smiled and nodded: "Let's go."
After that, he turned around and walked to the top of the mountain. Li Qing stood up and followed closely without saying a word.
Soon, only a lonely grave and a broken hair were left on the mountainside.
"Second brother! Second brother! It's time to eat~"
Not long after, Xiaoyue's cheerful voice came from the mountain road.
She came jumping down the mountain, her face and head covered with sweat, but she didn't look tired at all, instead she was very happy.
But when she came to the grave, she did not see her second brother.
"Second brother?"
Xiaoyue was stunned, and the smile on her face faded.
She stood in front of the grave in confusion and looked around, but found nothing. Only a wisp of black hair flying on the ground was blown into her hands when the mountain wind blew up.
(End of this chapter)