I went up the mountain along the mountain road, and before I reached the Sannonji Temple, I heard the sound of chanting in front of me. Continuing to walk forward, when he saw the Sannonji Temple, a smell of incense peculiar to the temple wafted into Richard's nose.

Before coming to the Sannon Temple, he greeted the two young monks guarding the gate of the temple, and Richard walked into the Sannon Temple. I saw that the incense was burning vigorously in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and several monks were standing by the candlestick, holding several candles in their hands, staring at the candlestick, ready to wait until the candles on the candlestick burned out, and immediately renew the candles.

Walking through the Daxiong Hall towards the interior of the temple, Richard was surprised to find that many Buddhist halls in the temple, no matter how big or small, are waiting for monks like the Daxiong Temple, and the incense is strong and the candles are bright.

Walking to the wing, I saw that the huge courtyard was full of monks, and under the leadership of an old monk, the monks closed their eyes and recited the scriptures softly.

I didn't feel anything outside the Sannon Temple just now, but when I got close and saw this scene with my own eyes, Richard suddenly felt in his heart that this courtyard seemed to have turned into a corner of the legendary Lingshan.

But the only problem was that Richard did not see Jiaxiang among these monks. Richard had no choice but to stand aside and wait until the monks had finished chanting the sutra before asking.

After waiting for a while, before the monks had finished chanting, the door of a side room suddenly opened, and a figure walked out of it.

"Jiaxiang?"

Richard's face was a little surprised when he saw the figure, and there was even a hint of uncertainty in his tone. Before Jiaxiang and the people in front of him, they were completely two people!

On weekdays, Jiaxiang wears most of the ordinary monk's clothes and hats, but today's Jiaxiang is wearing a big red robe, which is different from the ordinary robes embroidered with gold threads.

Jiaxiang heard Richard's voice, turned his head to see Richard, and immediately grabbed the hem of his robe and ran towards Richard, with a bright smile on his face, "Good Samaritan!" ”

When running, the seven treasures of Buddhism on the robe keep shaking, making a sound like a large wind chime.

When he was about to get in front of Richard, Jiaxiang suddenly stepped on the hem of his robe, and with an ouch, his body instantly lost his balance and fell forward, Richard's face changed when he saw this, and Ling Bo stepped in an instant, and came to Jiaxiang to catch her.

The moment he held Jiaxiang, Richard couldn't help frowning, in the past, the true qi in Jiaxiang's body was extremely full, even if she was three steps away from her, she could feel the massive amount of true qi in her body, and now that he was close to Jiaxiang, Richard didn't feel the slightest trace of true qi!

Coupled with the fact that Jiaxiang would actually trip over the hem of his robe, Richard couldn't help but ask Jiaxiang: "Jiaxiang, has your dry Zen Xuangong begun from birth to withering?" ”

"Eh, good Samaritan, how do you know?"

Jiaxiang stood firm and raised his head, his little face a little surprised. Without waiting for Richard to speak, she immediately showed a smile again, "Hehe, in fact, I miscalculated the day, and the time for the internal force to regress was seven or eight days earlier than I estimated. ”

"Then how much internal strength do you have left?"

"Seventy percent. In the past few days, it has regressed relatively quickly, and it will slow down in the future, and it will be even slower when there is still fifty percent of the internal force left, and I will have to train it back from scratch after all the internal force is gone. So I'm going to have to shut it up for a long, long time. ”

As he spoke, Jiaxiang couldn't help but pout, looking extremely reluctant.

A light laugh suddenly came from the side at this time, "This is the last turn of your Kuzen Xuangong Nine Turns of Kurong, and when you get out of the customs, you will be the first person in the history of the Sannon Temple to practice Kuzen Xuangong to the ninth turn of life and death." When the time comes, even me, Hua Xin and the eldest sister together may not be able to beat you, what else are you dissatisfied with? ”

Richard turned his head to look, and saw wisdom. She walked up to Jiaxiang, took out a delicate wooden box from her arms, and there were eight osmanthus cakes neatly placed in the box, she pinched a piece with her fingers and fed it to Jiaxiang, and said with a smile: "I bought it at the market under the mountain, how does it taste?" ”

"It's not as delicious as what Hua Xin and I made."

Although Jiaxiang said this, his body was very honest, and he reached out and took another piece. I don't want to close the Nalaoshzi Pass more and more, there is no osmanthus cake, no bean paste rolls, no delicious food, I can only practice and cultivate in a room all day long, what is the use of cultivation, can the strength be compared to the delicious? !

Seeing Jiaxiang's unhappy look, Richard smiled and said softly, "Okay, retreat is inevitable. It's a big deal, I asked Lao Huotou to call those masters in Tsing Yi Building to your Sanlun Temple, and send you delicious food every day. ”

Who knew that when Jiaxiang heard this, his mouth was deflated, his expression was even more aggrieved, and there were even tears rolling in his eyes, and he was about to fall Jin Doudou.

Wisdom glared at Richard fiercely, "Hey Ximen melon, can you speak?" Every day, the process of withering Zen Xuangong from birth to withering fades not only from internal force, but also with its own vitality. Once the retreat is over, the vitality in Jiaxiang's body will gradually fade along with the internal force, and she will not eat or drink until the process is over and she is able to cultivate again. ”

Richard was slightly shocked when he heard this, and looked at Jiaxiang, who was full of frustration, and opened his mouth, and suddenly didn't know how to comfort this girl, for a foodie who eats bigger than the sky, it is indeed a torture to not be able to eat what he wants to eat for several months.

After eating the eight osmanthus cakes in the wooden box, Jiaxiang walked towards the outside of the wing, walking slowly through every inch of the Sannon Temple, she finally walked out of the Sannon Temple, standing in front of the mountain road and looking at the empty mountain road in a daze.

This stop is a few hours until late at night. The bright moon hung high and the bright moonlight shone on her body, and the seven treasures of Buddhism on the robe sparkled in the moonlight.

A figure walked slowly from the mountain road, wearing a robe and a solemn face. When she saw Jiaxiang, her face turned pale, "Jiaxiang, why are you here?" ”

"Big sister."

Jiaxiang held his mouth and walked towards Daoxin, silently hugged Daoxin and buried his head in her arms, and Daoxin immediately heard a low sob.

"Eldest sister, what should I do if I fail the retreat..."

Daoxin's face was a little moved, and he gently patted the back of Jiaxiang's head, and hugged her a little tighter. Wisdom only knows that there are nine turns of dry Zen Xuangong, one turn and one withered glory, although Richard knows that although this is a process from birth to withering, he does not know that this from birth to withering refers not only to internal force, but also to life.

If you can't maintain that trace of vitality from birth to withering to the end, it is not from birth to withering, but from birth to death. Dry Zen Xuangong is a turn and a withered glory, but also a turn and a life and death.

(End of chapter)