Chapter 26 26. Ginkgo Buddha's Hand (4k)
Mount Wutai, large courtyard.
The whirling ginkgo biloba cut into pieces the moon shadow.
Myolie Chu sat on a branch and shook her head. She put her hands on her head in a figure six shape and hummed softly.
"I have horns on my head and a tail behind me. No one knows how many secrets I have~"
"There's something on my head... wow!" The tone of his voice suddenly jumped up a notch.
Myolie Chu was so frightened that she almost fell from the tree.
The clouds and mist broke, and a huge red object hovered in the sky. Its iron scales opened and closed, reflecting the cold moonlight.
The huge head hung down, and its heavy breathing depressed the ginkgo branches and leaves. His golden candle-like eyes looked down at her, and his eyes seemed to be filled with gold.
"I'll pick you up." Chi Jiao's voice sounded like rolling thunder.
"You, you, you!" the girl said incoherently, pointing her fingers randomly. "You were from that day..."
She was trying to organize her words, but she couldn't think of any words to describe it.
"Nanzhu." Li Xi'an said his name.
"But I didn't realize anything..." Chu Xing'er touched the back of her head, feeling rarely embarrassed.
In the past few days, she even gave up her daily habit of shaking the tree trunk, studying the monk's path from day to night. To this end, she also ate fasting and chanted Buddha's name together with the monks in the temple. It's a pity that these are all useless, she feels that she is no different from before. Later, I simply stopped thinking about it. It would be nice to stay in the temple comfortably.
"No, I was wrong." Chi Jiao said.
"You don't need to follow the path of a monk. You have already begun to trek your own path. The monk has been with you for a long time and can see more clearly than I do. I was wrong that day. According to ancient sayings, this path is the true Buddha. Road.”
Myolie Chu was in a daze.
It seemed that both the monk and the red dragon in front of her knew her better than she did. But what is this red dragon talking about? She could understand every word, and the sentences were as obscure to her as reciting Buddhist scriptures in a temple.
Li Xi'an slowly swayed his huge dragon body in mid-air.
The golden candle burned, making the ginkgo tree in his eyes different from the one in the real world. The branches on the ginkgo tree are glowing with fluorescence, and finger-shaped transparent substances extend from the ends. The leaves like butterfly wings sway, reflecting the strokes of ancient characters.
Buddha's hand ginkgo. It’s not that the old monk doesn’t care, it’s that Ginkgo’s practice in Buddhism is probably better than his own. He has nothing to teach him.
"Are you willing to leave? But it's your choice after all."
The girl hesitated at this moment. No matter how much she longed to see the outside world, this was the land where she had buried her roots and grown for hundreds of years.
The monks in the temple came out.
They gathered in the courtyard and looked up to see the giant red dragon's eyes flashing with wonder.
Myolie Chu could see some familiar people among them. They had been meditating and chanting sutras together these past few days, taking care of her everywhere. These monks felt reluctant to leave, but they chose to say goodbye.
"Donor Li." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
Chijiao nodded, "I'll pick her up."
"We know it, so we came to say goodbye."
"How about it, have you thought about it?" The red dragon's iron scales soothed.
"Let's go, I want to see where you live first." Myolie Chu replied, her breath seemed to change the moment she raised her head, "Just cut off the excess roots and branches, don't worry about this little pain."
"As you wish." Chijiao chuckled.
As if an invisible hand dug open the clay slab of the courtyard, the ground shook and the monks retreated. There, an ancient ginkgo tree was dug up completely, leaving scattered dust and deep pits in the courtyard.
The huge bronze cauldron appeared, and the ancient trees suddenly disappeared.
The red dragon raised its head, clouds and mist puffed out from the tip of its nose, and it remained motionless under the moonlight for a long time, as if it had turned into an ancient relief sculpture of a mythical beast.
"Donor Li?" The monk bowed and asked.
After a long while, the red dragon swam and raised the cauldron again, and the seal characters ran around, attracting the spirit of the old monk and turning it into a seed.
"When fallen leaves return to their roots, they may be another Buddhist tree."
The monks bowed their heads.
After saying that, the red figure shot straight into the sky, bringing with it the sound of howling wind, and disappeared in the vast mountains in an instant.
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The full moon is reflected on the mirror water lake.
Covered in the darkness of night, red arrows flew down from the sky, awakening the pale tiger curled up under the old camphor tree.
The giant creature with stretched iron scales spread out like leaves as it approached the old tree, turning into a figure and landing steadily on the thick branch. The old camphor tree had grown a lot due to the aura of the mountain during this period, but it was still not enough to support Li Xi'an. ’s huge body.
"How long have you been waiting?" Li Xi'an sat on a branch and looked at Qing Yan who woke up.
Not long after, a familiar green-feathered bird flew over and landed on his horn. There was a little dissatisfaction in his eyes, maybe he was wondering why the branch left on its own.
"Today was just a temporary idea." Dahu's voice was calm.
"That's it." The young man smiled.
Li Xi'an didn't dwell on this issue anymore. He was used to the inconsistency between the cat's words and her actions. His eyes were focused on the white fox emerging from Dahu's thick arms.
The snow-white little fox was nestled in the big tiger's arms and was looking up at him. His dark eyes were filled with aura.
"The spirit fox that day." Qing Yan said.
"Actively cutting off the circuit means that even if you take a medium, you can't rise again. Now you can only be an ordinary creature with a little aura. The fox's lifespan is not long. I can accompany her in the later years until she dies. At least I don't have to worry about what I once did. A life of fear and struggle. ”
Li Xi'an nodded.
He had made some guesses before, because Qing Yan would stay with him until dusk at most before leaving. Now it was easy to see that Ye Mu left because of the little fox.
"By the way, let me show you something good." The young man smiled.
The Heaven-Containing Cauldron was sacrificed, and the seal scripts ran around, spilling out the few strands of sealed souls.
These souls were tortured and twisted, and pale old faces could be vaguely seen. At the same time, there was an ominous red light flashing deep in their souls, which was the seal script and was the medium for inducing the golem.
"Originally, we were going to send these lonely ghosts to reincarnation, but they were not very obedient, so we could only fulfill their wishes and let them become ghosts and stay in the world forever." Li Xi'an said calmly.
He drew out these twisted souls and handed them to Qing Yan.
"You should be able to."
Dahu was taken aback for a moment and then muttered, "I thought you, being born holy, would hate this kind of magical power."
Serving as a tiger's assistant is an ancient legend. The ghosts of those who died in the tiger's mouth will turn into ghosts to work for the tiger, specifically leading the evil tiger to eat people. It is an evil tiger with fierce flames that descends from the mountain to kill people. The human who once killed the tiger was transformed into a ghost, but this magical power did not manifest in front of Nanzhu.
Li Xi'an shook his head, indicating that he didn't care.
"That's it." Qingyan's huge green eyes seemed to be burning, and the tiger's palm hit the ground, pulling out a ghostly figure. That was the ghost that it had already refined. The ghost held something like a lamp to attract the old soul that Li Xi'an handed over.
"Ahhhh!" The wail was harsh.
The souls are decaying and degenerate, tainted with the aura of fierce tigers. Those souls are running away, and their faces are distorted and look more like ghosts than ghosts. It's a pity that all these fleeing souls were trapped by that lamp, burning with faint green fire, and the process was cruel and terrifying. "Oh..." Li Xi'an naturally covered his ears with his hands. The cries of these old ghosts were really unpleasant.
About half an hour later, the soul in the lamp dissipated, and a few dark and unclean ricket ghosts condensed around the fierce tiger. Those eyes occasionally flashed with a sinister cold light, as if they were still calculating.
But now their plan is for Fierce Tiger, and all their thoughts are to make their master happy.
"Roar──!" Qingyan roared, and the ghosts disappeared into its shadow.
"After all, these things are external possessions. To truly defeat the enemy, you still have to rely on killing lightning." Dahu licked his claws and couldn't help but think of the scene in Taihang when he was trapped in a tight siege. If its killing lightning was more stunning, Nan Zhu would not be needed to break through the woman's formation.
"By the way, is that big bow easy to use?"
"It was affected that day, and some parts were damaged. Finally, it completely collapsed after the human imperial capital drew its bow and shot the arrow of Vajra Glass."
"How about the formation flag?"
"The flag itself is very fragile when it is not in formation, and I have no way to repair it, so it can no longer be used."
Li Xi'an was silent.
"I have memorized the thunder method engraved on the bow. It is very helpful. I have been studying it in recent days. The formation flag is of no use to me, so I put it aside." Qing Yan saw something, "You need to take advantage of it. Ancient artifacts? ”
"No, it's just that I will leave Taihang in the near future and go on a long trip."
"Where to go?" Qing Yan was surprised.
The young man stretched out his finger and pointed to the west along the stars he saw.
"Kunlun."
So he needs something to increase his strength? Qingyan thought. Since rising creatures can already appear in the Taihang Mountains, the same should be true for other ancient mountain ranges.
Kunlun Mountain is the ancestor of all mountains and is often known as the number one sacred mountain in the world. Nanzhu decided to go to Kunlun and really needed some protection. After all, this is someone else's territory, and the title of Mountain God of Taihang Mountain is not easy to use. Qingyan thought that although it had no reason to object to what Nanzhu did, it was too dangerous to go to the far west in this changing era when full recovery was imminent.
"Can I go with you?" Qing Yan thought about it and finally spoke.
Li Xi'an, who was feeding the birds on the branch, was stunned for a moment. The movement of his hands stopped. The fruit he was holding was unceremoniously snatched away by the bird before it was handed over to him.
"Mao Ya, are you thinking of something wrong?" he asked.
"Huh?" Qing Yan was inexplicably flustered.
"I'm worried that when I go far away, there will be no one to guard me in Taihang. Although you are strong enough to be the king among the rising creatures, you will always be in trouble if you have never set foot on a new level of life."
Li Xi'an's trip to the imperial capital cleared away the ghosts. Now that the Gu family has collapsed, he carefully looked at Zhao Xingzhou and Li Shishuang. As long as they were still in charge of the family, Zhao Li was his eyes and arms, able to defend Taihang. A peek from the mortal world. Therefore, there is currently no one near Taihang who can threaten the mountains. But today, with the world undergoing drastic changes, there may be a peerless evil spirit rising. This is competition from nature.
He was worried, but the ascent of life level could not be accomplished overnight.
"Wouldn't it be even more dangerous for you to go to Kunlun?"
"You can be the king among the rising creatures, but have you ever thought that you have never suffered a single move in my hands during your rise?" The young man smiled and spoke frankly. "Kunlun is dangerous, I know this very well, but after leaving Taihang, am I no longer the red dragon?"
"If there are creatures above the king there, I can feel the long-lost feeling of fighting there. But if there are creatures above the king invading Taihang, I'm worried that you won't be able to guard the mountain."
Damn it, this guy is hating himself for not being able to beat him.
Qing Yan's tiger face dropped.
"Speaking of which, it's almost time." Li Xi'an finished feeding the last fruit in his hand, clapped his hands and stood up.
The whole old camphor tree was shaking violently, and a huge thing wrapped in red iron scales spiraled out, breathing clouds under the treetops. The towering branches of the old tree are no longer enough to hide the body of this creature. The red dragon lives in the ancient tree, as if there is a flame burning around the old tree.
The red dragon raised its head.
The Heavenly Cauldron is filled with cyan mysterious energy.
At the same time, his soil element was running. Although it was just a scratch on the fur, there was no problem in digging a hole. The hole was in an open land not far from the old camphor tree. There were no bushes, only some weeds.
It is said that someone in the market is buying the vegetation near the nest of the rising creature at a high price.
I don’t know how much his grass can be sold for.
Li Xi'an shook his head and straightened the Heavenly Cauldron. As the green mysterious energy filled the air, an ancient ginkgo tree was planted. The roots quickly penetrated deep due to the nourishment of the wood rows, and the dust gathered together, and there was a ginkgo tree not far from the old camphor tree.
The leaves are whirling, and ginkgo leaves are falling one after another.
A girl's voice came from among them: "Hey, can't you be gentler?"
"You said yourself that you are not afraid of this little pain." The young man spread his hands.
"Is this?" Qing Yan was confused, with a slight discomfort in his green tiger eyes.
This ginkgo tree has a Buddhist aura, while the ferocious tiger kills and raises ghosts. The two paths are completely different, even diametrically opposed.
"It's a Buddha's hand."
"The way of killing is too strong, and the ancient Buddha's Hand tree cannot be fought over unless it is snatched away. The two of you can try to get along for a while and take advantage of each other to make up for yourselves. What's more, she has become a Buddha's Hand. Enlightenment under this kind of tree is difficult to find in this world. Opportunity.”
There was a voice from Ginkgo, and Myolie Chu was suspicious, "This place..."
"How?" Li Xi'an asked.
“Excellent!”
"I originally thought you were coiled in some deep cave. At that time, I really wanted to change places just to satisfy my curiosity after just one look. Now..." the girl said in a long voice, "You will live there for a few decades!"
“If you don’t walk around the world, how about seeing hundreds of sights in the world?”
"There's nothing interesting to see." Myolie Chu shook her head, "Looking at mountains and water is much more interesting than looking at people."
Qing Yan's interest on the side was not as high as that of Myolie Chu.
"When are you going to leave?" Dahu pondered.
Li Xi'an glanced at the floating white fish belly in the east, without any stars.
"When the stars are visible."
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In Kunlun in the west, the first ray of sunlight shone down, illuminating the blood on the ground under the huge beast. Its belly was cut open, revealing the white bones and scattered internal organs.
A pool of blood formed on the ground.
A shadow spreads its wings and looks up from the hulking corpse. It was an unparalleled ferocious bird of prey, with bloody and broken internal organs on its beak like a knife. The feathers are like green iron, and when they are slowly fanned, a strong wind whistles through the gaps in the feathers.
The terrifying claws crush the creature's head, and it eats the rising creature alive.
But when the morning light came, it flapped its wings and struck the sky directly, without even taking another look at the uneaten blood meal. Huge shadows passed between the mountains, and the trees on the ground were torn apart by the strong wind.
At the same time, there are terrifying creatures rising deep in the mountains.
They are running in the same direction with the morning light.
Those figures were like ancient demons returning to the world from the vast years. The vegetation along the road fell and the mountains gave way.
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