Lao Ni lowered his eyes, put his hands together and sighed softly: "This is fate, how can I accept fate." ”

The hunt was like being struck by lightning, his expression was in a trance, he was silent for a long time, and Yingying knelt down: "Please help my mother-in-law." ”

"Amitabha!"

The old nun drooped his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "He ordered to commit peach blossoms, one flower and one catastrophe, no one can cross, he can only rely on himself, and he will hunt all his life, why don't you practice with me?"

"But he's also your grandson, so you can't die without saving him. Ding Qian pleaded bitterly.

The old nun finally raised his head, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he muttered: "I am a person from outside the world, the Dharma name is quiet, there are no relatives and no reason, how can I come to my grandson." ”

"Mother-in-law, I know that my grandfather was sorry for you at the beginning, but he is your grandson after all, my mother is such a son, and I am such a younger brother, and I hope that my mother-in-law will come to the rescue. ”

Ding led the hunting chief to his knees, crying and pleading.

The meditative old nun was stunned and speechless, as if recalling the past, for a long time, before he sighed leisurely: "That's it, the dust is not broken, only this once, not an example!"

"Thank you, mother-in-law!" Ding Qian kowtowed heavily, overjoyed.

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust, Amitabha!" meditate and close his eyes and sit in meditation, without saying a word.

Ding Lian Hunt was happy, she knew that as long as the mother-in-law in front of her was willing to make a move, Ding Ning would no longer have to worry about her life.

On the simple bed in the cloud room, Ding Lianlie sat on the edge of the bed and held Ding Ning's hand tightly, although it was the first time that he had made such a close contact with a man who had already been destined, there was no strangeness and resistance.

Seeing that his face was full of pain in a coma, tears of distress were about to fall.

Scar and the others stood quietly outside the cloud room, although the eldest lady had already said that they were not to blame, they were still full of guilt.

"Mother-in-law, how is he?"

As soon as Jingxin Lao Ni checked Ding Ning's pulse, Ding Lian Hunt couldn't wait to ask.

"Strange, I've never seen such a pulse, the meridians are broken, and the true qi is disordered...... No, it's a spiritual disorder. ”

Jing Xin seemed to be aware of it, and an incredible color flashed between his eyebrows.

"Spiritual power, isn't it true qi?"

Ding Zhilie's face was different, and he seemed to be no stranger to true qi.

"It's spiritual power, so I think it's strange. ”

Jing Xin saw that Ding Lian Hunt looked ignorant, and explained in detail: " Spiritual power is also called innate true qi, which is brought from the mother's womb, with the cultivation of martial artists, the acquired turbidity enters the body, and gradually strengthens this wisp of innate true qi, but at the same time, it also makes this wisp of innate true qi become unmixed, in ancient times, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was rich, and the cultivator could continue to absorb the relatively pure spiritual energy from the outside world, turning it into spiritual power in the body, but with the industrial development of modern society, the pollution is becoming more and more serious, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is gradually thinning, so those ancient warriors are living in seclusion in the deep mountains and Daze that have spiritual veins or are not polluted, this child has been living in the world, how can there be such pure spiritual power, it is incredible。 ”

"Is it a good thing or a bad thing for him to be in this situation?"

Ding Zhilie asked nervously, she didn't care if she had any spiritual power or not, she only cared about Ding Ning's safety.

"The essence of cultivation is actually to continuously absorb the free spiritual energy between heaven and earth into the body, and constantly wash the body, so as to remove impurities in the body, to achieve the effect of prolonging life and strengthening the body, and the prerequisite is the purity of spiritual power, the purer the spiritual power, the better the effect of refining the body. ”

Seeing that Ding still seemed to understand whether he understood or not, his clear eyes flashed with wisdom: "To make a simple analogy, it is like washing fruits, the cleaner the water used, the easier it is to wash the fruits, but if the water is very dirty, the fruits will not be clean no matter how they are washed, the fruits here refer to the human body, and clean water is spiritual power, and unclean water is the naïve qi, so cultivation is actually a process of constantly purifying dirty water into clean water, and finally washing the fruits." ”

Ding Zhilie suddenly realized, but then asked puzzledly: "Since he has spiritual power in his body, shouldn't it be a good thing?"

"As far as cultivation itself is concerned, this is a great thing, the spiritual power in his body is destined to make his cultivation process much faster than that of ordinary people, after all, the process of turning true qi into spiritual power is omitted, but for his injuries, too pure and clean spiritual power has caused his injuries to be difficult to heal. ”

Jingxin Lao Nun smiled bitterly: "I have been meditating and cultivating for so many years, although the spiritual power I have cultivated is much stronger than his, but it is not as pure as his spiritual power, which makes it difficult for my spiritual power to guide his spiritual power to heal, but will be rejected by his spiritual power, of course it will not be a good thing." ”

"Then what will happen to him?" Ding Linglie didn't expect this to be the result, and suddenly the six gods asked.

Jingxin Lao Ni shook his head with a wry smile: "The spiritual power in his body has gone out of control, and eventually the meridians will break inch by inch and die, I can't help him." ”

"Ah, mother-in-law, please, you must have a way to save him, don't you? ”

Ding Lian's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he took the hand of the quiet old nun and begged bitterly.

The meditative old nun closed his eyes, pronounced the Buddha's name, and after a long time, he looked at Ding Qianlie deeply, and said solemnly:

"Hunting, your qualifications are very good, I have always wanted to take you as an apprentice and inherit my mantle, but you are not fated to be in the dust, how can you not be entangled in mundane things, I ask you now, how far can you do to save him?"

"As long as I can save him, I can take my life. Ding Lian Hunt said with a resolute attitude with red eyes.

Jing Xin Lao Ni asked expressionlessly, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Ding said categorically.

"Amitabha, since this is the case, there is only one last way. ”

The meditative old nun pronounced the Buddha's name, which made Ding Zhilie suddenly have hope, and asked urgently: "What way?"

"You are a rare innate Buddha body, if you take refuge in my Buddha, you will be able to achieve the supreme Buddha fruit, become a living Buddha in the world, but you have an obsession, in order to repay the favor but willing to rise and fall in the world, and now it is for him to voluntarily fall into the hell of the nose, the Buddha practiced the Bodhisattva path, and once sacrificed himself to cut meat to feed the eagle, but you ...... Ay. ”

Jingxin Lao Ni glanced at Ding Ning with complicated eyes, sighed and said with a wry smile:

"Saving him is tantamount to feeding the devil with his body, that's it, that's it, it's your fate, it's also your life, it's my calamity, I jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the Five Elements, I should have been like stopping water, but after all, the Buddha's heart is not pure, and I can't give up Hongchen family affection. ”

Ding Lianlie blinked his eyes wide, listening in a fog, he didn't understand what Jing Xin was saying, "What is feeding demons with your body? He is my brother, how can he be a demon?"

Jingxin Lao Ni didn't explain, but took a deep look at the stone man on Ding Ning's neck, except for the demon guard, it was the duty of people in Buddhism, but when this demon was her grandson, this blood and family affection made her unable to see death after all.

sighed secretly in her heart, she could only give up the power of her penance for a lifetime, and from then on he was a demon or a Buddha, and she had no worries since the ancient Buddha of the green light.

Immediately, his face turned serious and he said: " Hunting, he has demons in his body, and he can still suppress his pure spiritual power, but he is being counterattacked at the moment, and his demonic nature will soon explode, and then he will explode and die because he can't bear the huge demonic nature, now, I can only give you an initiation, help you cultivate Buddhism, and then you double cultivate with him, guide his disordered spiritual power to repair his injuries, enhance his Buddha nature, and thus suppress his demonic nature, but from now on, you will completely eliminate your Buddha nature, cut off your own cultivation path, and become the furnace of his cultivation, you- Are you sure you want to save him?"

Ding Lian Hunting's face flushed, she didn't understand what kind of demon or Buddha, she only understood the word double cultivation, and she felt so shy.

Although she has long recognized him as her future man, in her heart, she still hopes that he can pursue herself, and there is a romantic process before and under the moon, and it will become a matter of course.

didn't expect this moment to come so quickly and so suddenly, which caught her off guard, her heart was like a deer, and she felt that she was not fully prepared.

But at this moment, Ding Ning's situation is in danger, and she will explode and die at any time, she can't care about being reserved and shy, and nods generously and righteously: "I'm sure!"

"In that case, let's get started and sit down with my back to me cross-legged!"

The indifferent face of the meditative old nun changed to a kind brow at this moment, full of compassion and compassion.

She didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong, but she couldn't let go of the blood and family ties in the red dust, even if it contributed to the growth of a demon, she had no choice.

A pair of wrinkled old hands were tightly attached to Ding Hunting's back, and the cultivation mantra of Great Joy Zen emerged in Hunting's mind, engraved in his heart like a knife carving.

I was worried about hurting the Sanskrit line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. In the world, there is a double law, and it lives up to its promise...... The avenue is not separated from yin and yang, a bias is afraid of looking at the ocean, Qingshuang does not make a chaff argument, men and women do not need to fight for gains and losses, the joy of the air is wonderful, the solitary cultivation is helpless and not thoughtful, try to see the hen eggs of the hens, and the young wings are long......

Ding Zhilie silently recited the mantra, and the picture of double cultivation that made her face red kept flashing in her mind, which made her confused and hot......

As the spiritual power of meditation turned into streams of air flowing in her body, forming a weekly cycle, making her skin red all over her body, green tendons bulging, and a feeling of suffocation that she was about to explode and die at any time with nowhere to vent.

Jingxin Lao Ni had already let go of his hand, his palms were empty, and Ding Ning had already suspended in the air.

"Tuk Tuk ......"

Meditation Lao Ni clapped his hands continuously, and kept patting around Ding Ning's body, and Ding Ning's breath continued to soar wildly......

The depressed Jingxin glanced at Ding Linglie, who was already confused, and pounced uncontrollably at Ding Ning, who was constantly tearing his clothes, sighed faintly, stood up tremblingly, closed the door and left.

Ding Ning had a long dream, as if he was in an endless sea of fire, but he lost all his strength, there was no room for resistance, and he felt helpless and frightened.

The rain of fire could incinerate him to ashes at any moment, the burning pain in his lungs, the terrible feeling of suffocation made him feel the fear of death for the first time in his life.

That fear was so real and vivid, it made him feel a strong unwillingness and desire to live, and a monstrous anger arose, and a huge phantom appeared behind him.

It's just that this phantom is no longer a demon-subduing Arhat, but a monster with two horns on its head, a face like a bull's head, and two wings on its back, with a body as black as ink, exuding a terrifying and domineering atmosphere.

The sea of fire seemed to be in awe, constantly dodging the phantom, but the phantom was like a king in the world, driving Ding Ning's body and proudly throwing himself into the sea of fire.

"Boom!"

Ding Ning and the phantom fused into one, burning with black flames, and the powerful sense of power made him want to let out a long howl, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

Even his hands and feet are not under his control, as if he is just a puppet, and his every move is at the mercy of the phantom, which makes him have a deep fear.

The most terrifying thing is that the power of the phantom is too strong, and his meridians can't withstand the infusion of the phantom power at all, and they are constantly expanding and bulging, making his blood veins swell, and the meridians will burst and die at any time.