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    "Bodhisattva of the physical body, you also believe in the Bodhisattva of the physical body. Now there is a glimmer of hope for Yi'er. Moreover, the monk Qiluoya who recently came to the Shaolin Temple is not a liar. It seems that I heard Wu Yunlong say that he is the authentic descendant of ancient Indian yoga and practices  Gao Shen has reached the realm of a living Buddha. If you invite him here, there may be a glimmer of hope." Yan Yuanyi's mother was crying while nagging.  Yan Shojing looked at his heartbroken wife, whose hair had turned gray since the death of his daughter, and sighed, "That's all we can do. Now we really have no choice but to pray to God and pray to Buddha to grasp the last straw."  "Originally, as a leader of the army and a veteran cadre, Yan Shoujing disdained praying to gods and worshiping Buddha. When word spread, it made people laugh, and he did not believe in any Buddhist, Taoist, gods or ghosts at all.  But in order to give birth to his daughter, he had no choice but to grasp the last straw. This was tantamount to seeking medical treatment in a hurry, treating a dead horse as a living doctor.  "I'll ask Wu Yunlong to go to the Shaolin Temple." Yan Shojing has also become much older.  Nanyang, Indonesia.  Since coming back from sweeping the Japanese martial arts world, Wang Chao's whole life has fallen into a short period of peace. It's still early before the martial arts conference, and the major forces in the world are busy making arrangements, but he is leisurely sitting on the beach and reading a few books.  this book.  Huo Ling'er and Tan Wendong were sometimes gesturing with fists and kicks on the beach at the seaside, sometimes sitting cross-legged on the beach and meditating, focusing on various acupuncture points on the body, and sometimes taking a walk.  The demeanor is also very leisurely.  "The two of them practice Kung Fu differently. They each practice their own methods. They don't follow the same routines, and their behaviors are also very different.  It's obvious that everyone has their own understanding of their own boxing training.  Wang Chao, however, paid no attention to how the two of them were practicing kung fu. Instead, he read a few books wholeheartedly. He read a few books.  In addition to a few ancient medical books, such as the "Huangdi Neijing" and "Compendium of Materia Medica".  It's just some translated stories of Buddhism, but there are no classics on boxing and martial arts.  While Wang Chao was reading, suddenly, Huo Ling'er came over, looking like he was hesitant to speak.  "What? What went wrong? Do you have anything to ask me?" Wang Chao raised his head and looked at Huo Ling'er.  "Master, what is Dantian?" Huo Ling'er suddenly asked a question that only martial arts beginners would ask.  Hearing this question, even Tan Wendong, who was not far away, stopped, with a different look in his eyes.  "Senior sister, why do you hear such a superficial question?" Tan Wendong came over and asked.  "This is not a superficial question." Wang Chao understood immediately.  "Ling'er, your boxing skills have improved so quickly? Have you started to become subtle?" "Yes." Huo Ling'er nodded: "I recently used my kung fu to transfer blood to my lower abdomen, and I felt a lot of sensitive places.  It seems that there are dozens of sensitive acupuncture points in the Dantian area. I don't know which acupuncture point to concentrate on. If something goes wrong, I suspect there will be a problem.  But there are so many sensitive points. Which one should I hold?" It turns out that the reason why Huo Ling'er asked Wang Chao such a simple question is that her sensitivity has now broken through the realm of internal vision and started to feel the subtle sensitive points in various places throughout her body.  When she was practicing, she paid attention to the Dantian area of ??her lower abdomen. When she moved the blood to that area, she found many tiny sensitive points, and she didn't know where to concentrate the blood.  "When you first practice martial arts, the Dantian is generally recognized as a palm-sized patch three inches below the lower abdomen. But after you enter the stage of martial arts and slowly explore it, you will find many deeper things. Different sects, and even different people  Everyone has their own understanding. Even the martial arts masters of the Shaolin Temple have their own opinions. For example, the famous qigong master monk Chunji of the East Academy of Shaolin at that time believed that the real Dantian is one inch below the navel, five inches inside the flesh.  However, Zhenxu, the qigong master of the South School, believes that the Dantian point is three inches below the navel and three points below the skin. Dechan, the qigong master of the West School, thinks it is different and thinks it is three inches below the navel.  Monk Su Xi thought it was the middle point three inches below the navel and five points below the skin. There are so many words in the Shaolin sect, not to mention other martial arts? " Wang Chao sighed carefully after finishing speaking.  "Then where is the Dantian of our faction? How to transport the blood there? When will they disperse?" Huo Ling'er asked the point.  "My sect of boxing believes that when a person stands and faces the sun, three inches below the navel and one inch below the skin is the location where the God of True Martial Arts is stored. Every day, from 7 to 9 in the morning, it belongs to the dragon. Then  The blood is transported there and beats violently, and the time is from 9 to 11 o'clock, but thisAt this time, the blood needs to slow down, like a snake.  In fact, Xiu belongs to Wudang's boxing skills.  In fact, it is also a turtle-snake disk. The turtle is the dragon. The dragon gave birth to nine sons, including the turtle.  It is also the method of transporting Qi and blood in the combination of dragon and snake.  In the past, you couldn't see the sensitive point of the God of True Martial Arts, so I won't tell you, lest you try blindly, and if you make a mistake, you will die immediately. This thing has been passed down by countless people in the past and passed countless lives.  experience.  No mistakes can be made.  " Wang Chao told Huo Ling'er his sect's Qi and blood transfer method in detail, and then sighed: "The human body is too precise, more precise than any machine, and there is no room for error. Since I broke through the void, my whole body has  The light is like glass, and you can see all the hidden points, and those densely packed acupuncture points are like stars in the sky.  I will spend my whole life unable to understand the relationship between man, heaven, earth and time.  " "Then Senior Zichen and you also practice the same sect of boxing. Why are your achievements different?  " Huo Ling'er's eyes were pure, her mind became more and more silent, and her name for Tang Zichen gradually changed, becoming "senior." ^^ "I later broke away from the shackles of this boxing method, and studied and explored the master of yoga.  Practicing in mudras, yoga Mahamudra carries blood.  It is in the west of Dantian, within an inch of skin below the navel. That place is where Amitabha Buddha lives.  And the practice of yoga.  When transporting blood, I cooperated with pronunciation, and I practiced both Buddhism, Taoism and Qigong.  He went through many dangers of life and death, and finally turned the tables.  Breaking the void.  "Wang Chaodao, although his words are simple, they reveal a life-and-death indifference and a bright light of great wisdom. "Yes.  I see.  Huo Ling'er said. If in this world, after Tang Zichen understands Wang Chao the most, the other woman is her. "Master, what are you looking at?"  " Huo Ling'er looked at a book in Wang Chao's hand. It was a popular short story booklet recording some magical powers in Buddhism. "It's a story book.  Wang Chao smiled: "This story is about the time when Buddha was preaching."  The magical power to resurrect a dead person by chanting sutras for seven days.  " "There are many stories like this in Buddhism, about resurrecting the dead, nothing so outrageous.  "Huo Ling'er shook her head. "Not necessarily.  Sound has great power in cleansing the marrow.  If a boxing technique has reached the realm of Wai Gang, and the breath is like thunder, if someone recites it, over a long period of time, it can shake the bone marrow and blood and revitalize it.  But the probability of this is too small.  Also, that person has not completely cut off his vitality.  In fact, it is the same as a person whose heart has stopped beating can be revived with an electric shock.  Buddhism still has some real abilities. Otherwise, it would be a cult if it were all based on words.  Wang Chao flicked the pages of the book with his nails.  Just when Wang Chao¡¯s master and disciples were discussing boxing techniques.  Yan Shoujing has already met Qiloa, an Indian yoga master.  At the same time.  There are also two Danjin masters, Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong.  They all gathered at Yan's house.  "Is this the monk?" Yan Shojing sat on his seat.  Looking at Qiloa, who was wearing a red monk's robe and standing with his eyes lowered, his eyes were full of suspicion. There were four words written on his face, pretending to be a ghost.  Naturally, he would not believe that these monks could cure diseases, and that they could be cured by reciting a few sutras without using drugs.  Qi Luoya looked at Yan Shou Jing with a grimace on his face, but said nothing. His eyes were just shining brightly. He looked at Yan Shou Jing, and suddenly, he held his index fingers in both hands, clasped them together, his lips trembled, and said ""  The sound was like a big bell ringing in a temple, causing the air to vibrate. Yan Shoujing was so shocked by the sound that his teeth were numb and he jumped up suddenly.  People stand in front of the big bell in the temple and ring the bell violently. The sound shakes the bones of the person's body and makes them numb. This is the feeling of Yan Shoujing.  "You have been restless recently, and the blood has accumulated in your liver. My voice has dispersed the congestion in your liver. You can stand up and see if you feel much better physically." Qiloa said.  Yan Shojing stood up, frowned, turned around, and found that his body seemed to feel much better.  "This is a psychological suggestion." After Yan Shoujing's activity, he still didn't believe it in his eyes. Looking at Qiloya, he had seen some qigong masters liar, saying that ** can cure diseases, but it was actually a trick of psychological suggestion.  "No, this is the vibration of the sound, not a psychological suggestion. It is the magic power of the mantra. No, no, we should change the word, let's call it sound therapy." Qiloa shook his head and said.  \\ "Why are there two explanations?" Yan Shoujing said.  "For uncivilized people, they would say it is magic power and use the names of ghosts and gods to convince them. But now that I have come to a civilized society, I will use civilized words to explain it. I??It's not about pretending.  In front of people who understand, I don't pretend to be a ghost. Besides, there are two physical Bodhisattvas in front of me, both of whom are proficient in these things.  Putting aside my identity as a practitioner, I am now just a doctor.  "Qiloya said honestly. "Interesting.  "After Yan Shojing heard Qi Luoya's words, he felt that this monk was very interesting. Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong looked at each other, but they didn't think anything. They were both masters of alchemy. They thought Qi Luoya's pronunciation of the mantra was normal. They were just two people.  His boxing skills are good at killing and fighting, but he is far less proficient in mantras to cure diseases and save people. "Let's go see Yuan Yi, but Yuan Yi's life has been cut off, and this monk is the last straw.  "Wu Yunlong sighed. This alchemy master also had no illusions about Qiluoya, but it is better to have a chance than nothing. "Master Qiluoya, Yuan Yi was killed by Wang Chao.  You know Wang Chao's boxing skills deeply, are you sure about it?  "Liu Mubai asked. "Wang Chao's state has already revealed his mind and nature, and he can see the Tathagata.  He is the Tathagata.  Tathagata is him.  His magical power has reached the highest level of achievement.  "Qiluo Ya said. "What Tathagata?  I have seen Wang Chao, he killed countless people.  Can you also become a Tathagata?  What kind of Tathagata is he?  " Yan Shoujing listened and shook his head. "Everyone is a Tathagata.  It¡¯s just that I can¡¯t recognize myself.  Tathagata has no good or evil, it is just a perfect state.  "Qiloya smiled bitterly. "Let's go.  "Wu Yunlong urged. "A few people came to a large bedroom. Yan Yuanyi was neatly dressed and lying on the bed. His face was flushed, as if he was asleep, but his breathing, heartbeat, and pulse were all gone.  "This female Bodhisattva has passed away. She is not ill. How can we save her?  "Qiluoya saw Yan Yuanyi from a distance, with surprise on his face. Because he could see that Yan Yuanyi had entered the elixir, in other words, the realm of spiritual practice of the physical Bodhisattva. "I heard that Buddhism back then  Among them, in addition to the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, there are also some secret mantras such as the Great Compassion Mantra and the Soul-Returning Mantra, which can shock the blood circulation of the human body.  Reborn.  Just try it.  "Wu Yunlong sighed and shook his head. "It is indeed recorded in the Buddhist scriptures.  The Buddha recited the Resurrection Mantra and brought people back to life. However, these things are all records and cannot be verified. They may be lies and deception. I know the secret of pronunciation of the Resurrection Mantra, but I am not sure.  And the thought lasts for seven days without stopping. Otherwise, as soon as the sound stops and the blood stagnates, there will be no effect. My physical strength will not be able to support it, and I will probably die from exhaustion.  " Qiluoya said honestly. When the monk spoke, he directly said that the things recorded in the Buddhist scriptures could not be verified. Maybe they were lies. It can be seen that practice has come. " Hearing Qiluoya say that he is not sure at all, the people present  They were all silent. "Hey, Buddha is so compassionate as to cut meat to feed eagles and sacrifice his body to feed tigers. If I save people, it's no big deal if I give up this skin."  " Qi Luoya suddenly sat down and said to Wu Yunlong and Liu Mubai: "Please help the two great Bodhisattvas to protect me so that no one will disturb me. I will start to recite the mantra now.  "Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong were in awe after hearing Qiluoya's words, nodded, and sat cross-legged at the door. After Qiluoya sat down, Yan Shojing stepped out consciously, and suddenly a voice shook the walls. Then, a series of  The syllables came out of Qiluoya's mouth, as if they were in a large dojo where tens of thousands of monks were chanting sutras in unison, causing the air to tremble. Wu Yunlong focused his attention on Yan Yuanyi, who was lying in the distance.  , suddenly discovered that Yan Yuanyi's skin was gradually trembling as Qiloya's syllables vibrated, and the blood that had been silent for a long time seemed to be ready to move. After a day and night, Qiluoya's mouth still kept trembling.  It was continuous without interruption, and it was still so loud and powerful. The sound made some items in the house gradually tremble and fall to the ground. At the same time, Wu Yunlong also secretly admired this monk's physical strength.  , they gradually discovered that the vibration of the sound made the blood in Yan Yuanyi's body start to flow regularly, but they knew that this was just a resonance of the sound, not a precursor to resurrection.  As expected, there is some skill in pronunciation of the mantra, and the blood in my body was shocked to the point where it flowed slowly.  "Wu Yunlong, Liu Mubai secretly understood Qiluoya's pronunciation. After two days and two nights, Qiluoya began to be unable to hold on, and foam-like fluids flowed from his mouth.Blood, the voice gradually became lower.  Liu Mubai and Wu Yunlong clearly felt that this monk's life had been overdrawn a lot, and his breath seemed to be blown by the wind and was about to be extinguished at any time.  At this moment, Yan Yuanyi's heart suddenly beat weakly.  Liu Mubai clearly felt Wu Yunlong, and his heart trembled!  However, at this moment, Qiloya seemed to have been slapped with a stick. When the sound stopped, a mouthful of blood spurted out.  "I am not the Tathagata after all" The monk sighed and lowered his head.  He had no breath at all and was exhausted.
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