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Text 542 Zen Master Zhiyuan

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    ( ) "When did I become your woman? What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhuge Lanxin struggled hard, twisting her body like a stubborn heifer.  Jiang Fan let go of his hand, and Zhuge Lanxin struggled away. After walking a few steps, she found that her butt no longer hurt. She still looked indifferent on the surface, but she was happy in her heart.  After more than an hour, everyone finally reached the top of the mountain. A ray of sunshine shone on the top of the mountain, and the grass, green trees, wild flowers, and silence were like the light of Buddha.  Three golden characters "Dongyuan Temple" appeared in front of everyone, "Dongyuan Temple has arrived!" Zhuge Lanxin said happily. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and happily pulled Zhuge Yun's arm.  Dongyuan Temple has been established for more than four hundred years. The red walls and tiles have gone through vicissitudes of life, just like an old man meditating.  The sound of monks banging wooden fish while chanting Buddha's name came from the temple. Several monks in monk's robes saw Jiang Fan and others and smiled: "Dear donors, please come in!" "Is Zen Master Zhiyuan here?" Zhuge Yun said with a smile, Liu  Before the New Year came, many strange monks' faces appeared. It turned out that the monk guarding the gate was missing.  A young novice monk glanced at Zhuge Yun and said, "Excuse me, what does the donor have to do with Zen Master Zhiyuan? He has not been seen for a long time and is practicing in the mountains behind the Buddhist gate!" "Oh, I'm Zhuge Yun, this is Zen Master Zhiyuan.  Friend, please go and report that my old friend has something to do and come to bother me!" Zhuge Yun said with a smile. According to the past, as long as he informed his name, the monks immediately ran to inform Zen Master Zhiyuan.  Just as the young novice monk was about to speak, a voice suddenly came: "Almsgiver Zhuge is here, please come to the mountain behind me!" The voice was like a loud bell, echoing in everyone's ears.  Zhuge Yun said in surprise: "Zen Master Zhiyuan!" Jiang Fan was shocked. This Zen Master Zhiyuan's voice reached the gate before he arrived. His cultivation level alone was amazing.  In addition, when he was in the back of Dongyuan Temple, he knew that everyone was looking for him. This was clearly a remote sensing or remote viewing ability!  This Zen Master Zhiyuan is not simple!  Under the guidance of the young novice, Jiang Fan, Zhuge Yun, Zhuge Lanxin, Xue Kui'an and others arrived at the back mountain of Dongyuan Temple, where monks of all ages have meditated.  Under the green cliff, a small courtyard was built with green brick walls and blue stone floor.  The little novice monk opened the courtyard door and reported: "Zen Master Zhiyuan, the guests are here!" Inside the courtyard was a round stone table and four drum-shaped stone benches surrounding the stone table.  A voice came from the room: "Donor Zhuge, please come into the room!" The voice came from far to near, as if talking in the ear.  The little novice monk gently opened the door. In the main hall of the room was an Eight Immortals table. Next to the table sat an old monk with white hair and beard.  There are nine ring scars on his bald head, his eyes are piercing, and his gray eyebrows hang down to the corners of his mouth.  His face was rosy, with almost no wrinkles, angular cheeks, and the white beard on his chin had fallen to his chest.  "Zen Master Zhiyuan, I haven't seen you for six years, but you are still going strong!" Zhuge Yun said to the visiting monk, clasping his palms together.  Zen Master Zhiyuan smiled and gestured for everyone to sit down, and said with a smile: "Donor Zhuge, six years is like one day to me. Yesterday's wind and rain have passed, and today's sun is very pleasant!"  Tea, "Zhan Master Zhiyuan's every word is full of mystery. I'm stupid. Please tell me clearly!" Zhuge Yun said, clasping his palms.  Zen Master Zhiyuan nodded and said: "Zhuge, the donor, has been in a dream for the past six years. Now that he wakes up, six years ago is like yesterday?" Zhuge Yun thought of himself who had been crazy for six years. After he recovered from his illness, the past six years were really like a dream.  Immediately he realized something: "I understand, what happened yesterday is like a dream, and what happened six years ago is like yesterday, haha! How wonderful!" "It's good to understand. Donor Zhuge, are you here today for the sake of the 1,600 wronged souls?"  What happened?" Zen Master Zhiyuan smiled and nodded.  Zhuge Yun was shocked, "Zen Master, you already know?" Not only was he shocked, but Jiang Fan was also shocked. This Zen Master Zhiyuan already knew the purpose of everyone's coming. It's amazing!  "Well, the wronged souls in those two soul-eating blood flags must be saved. This matter will be left to Lao Na!" Zen Master Zhiyuan nodded.  Zhuge Yun immediately took out the black cloth bag from his arms, carefully opened the black cloth bag, took out two soul-eating blood flags and handed them to Zen Master Zhiyuan.  Zen Master Zhiyuan took the two soul-eating blood flags, held the soul-eating blood flags in his palms and sighed: "One thousand six hundred lives, Amitabha! All living beings, I will send you back now. You should stop being angry and resentful, and be a new human being!"  Golden light suddenly appeared on Zen Master Yuan's body, and a golden halo appeared above his head. The soul-eating blood flag in his hand suddenly floated, and the golden light shone on the soul-eating blood flag.  Uh-huh!  Countless figures floated out from the Soul-eating Blood Flag, and faint cries and shouts could be heard, but after being illuminated by the golden light, these sounds disappeared immediately.   Buzz!  The golden light turned into a golden ball. The figures floating out from the Soul-eating Blood Flag immediately entered the golden ball. The golden ball slowly flew out of the room, whoosh!  It flew quickly towards the west and disappeared in the blink of an eye.  Jiang Fan was dumbfounded at the time. He saw the souls of grievances running out of the Soul-Eating Blood Banner. He was filled with resentment, but when those resentments saw the golden light, their resentments were immediately resolved.  Zen Master Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Lao Na fulfilled his mission and finally saved those 1,680 wronged souls, and they became human beings again!" "Zen Master, your Dharma is really boundless! These 1,600 wronged souls were saved by you in an instant  "Delivery!" Zhuge Yun said in admiration, knowing that 1,600 wronged souls can be saved by reciting the Seven Seventy-Nine Heavens to Save the Dead according to the ordinary method of salvation.  Now Zen Master Zhiyuan achieved enlightenment in less than ten minutes. What a magical power this is!  Zen Master Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "Although the innocent souls have been saved, the ones who refine the Soul-Eating Blood Banner are still there, so there will definitely be more innocent souls!" Zhuge Yun nodded and said: "Zen Master, do you know what this Soul-Eating Blood Banner is?  Who refined it?" Because he heard what Zen Master Zhiyuan meant.  At this time, the soul-eating blood flag suspended in the air had turned white. Zen Master Zhiyuan waved his hand, and the soul-eating blood flag flew into his palm, "The only person in China who can refine this evil thing is the Taoist Blood Demon!"  call!  Fire flew out from Zen Master Zhiyuan's palm, and the Soul-Eating Blood Flag immediately turned into ashes.  Zhuge Yun was shocked and said: "Xuesha Taoist! Isn't he dead?" Xuesha Taoist is a very evil guy. He specializes in refining evil things and has practiced evil techniques. He does all kinds of evil, such as harvesting yin and replenishing yang, eating  Placenta, cannibalism, etc.  Jiang Fan was shocked when he heard about the Blood Demon Taoist, because he had also heard about this Blood Demon Taoist. He was a very evil, almost evil guy. He was killed by people from Maoshan hundreds of years ago. How could he be resurrected again?  Message to readers: The second update is here!  I recommend "Destroying Souls Against Heaven" as a good book!
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