Koala didn’t answer my question this time, but shook his head and frowned again and again, feeling depressed.
"Go to bed early, and we’ll go early in the morning." When I saw that she didn’t want to talk, I didn’t continue to ask her if a woman like her asked if she wanted to say it herself.
Besides, I was in a hurry to leave because I had vaguely felt that I was recovering from the peak of purple. Just a moment later, I had to find a quiet place to meditate and practice.
"Do you know Gautama Siddharta?" I got up and didn’t go far, but there was a koala sound behind me.
"If you know the Buddha, you live next door to my house." I couldn’t help laughing. Koala said that this Gautama Siddharta is the name of the Buddha’s Tathagata. How can I know this word after thousands of years?
Koala also recognized that I was joking, but the words she received made me laugh.
She said, "Osho and Pojun are both looking for Buddha’s heart stones."
Chapter 324 Purple gas regression
Koala is not from China after all. Some words are not accurate, but I didn’t understand what she said about heart stones at the first time. She said it should be the Buddha’s heart relic.
I wouldn’t be surprised if it was someone else’s relics. Further, even the Buddha’s relics didn’t make me so fussy, because the Buddha saria was in several temples in China. I was so shocked because according to the photograph, the Buddha left a parietal bone, two shoulder blades, four teeth and a phalanx-shaped relic. Many bead-shaped relics have never heard of a heart relic.
Although many Buddhist believers have always regarded the relic as a sacred object of Buddhism, there are different opinions on its causes, which are easily accepted by the world. There are two kinds of statements: one is that the relic is a monk who has been chanting scriptures for a long time and has excess energy; the other is that stones are formed in the body due to perennial vegetarianism and lack of exercise. In fact, these two statements are not correct.
We intercepted the founder Tongtian, who once heard about the relic after cremation of Buddhist monks in the important scripture "The Theory of Daojun Awakening the World". In the view of the founder, the relic is that people remain unconscious after death in practice. Although the practice methods of the four religions are different, the last step is to refine the spirit and condense the soul. After death, the monk usually cremates the dross and shows the essence. Only then will the relic appear, while the Taoist attaches importance to Yin and Yang, and the general burial will naturally not appear. Of course, the word relic is not in the ancient books because it is.
Other parts of the body relics are not surprising, because although they are the residual consciousness of the monks, they have no independent consciousness. This kind of consciousness contained in the relics is static and cannot have an impact on the outside world, while the spiritual relics are the opposite. That is to say, the spiritual relics are dynamic, although they are a kind of mental disability, but they are alive and have certain thinking. If what koala said is true, then the struggle between Osho and Pojun is the residual Buddha to realize what they are fighting for.
"Sir" koala saw that I had been standing on the spot and carefully mouthed.
"I’m fine. Go to sleep." After I finished, I turned and walked away. Although what Koala said aroused my interest, it didn’t divert my attention. I came to India to kill Ouyang Pojun. Although I might help Osho teach this cult, it didn’t seem to matter to me.
Without walking a few steps, I felt that the aura in the air sea had undergone dramatic changes. The aura that had been running slowly had accelerated its rotation speed in an instant. It rushed out from the air sea and penetrated the perineum, connecting the life gate with the tail, leading to the Dazhui and rushing to the jade pillow. Baihui reprinted the hall, hanging down the sandalwood, returning to the sea and returning to Dantian.
I took advantage of the breath to stay in the sea of qi for a short time. When I quickly sat cross-legged and absorbed in the air, I guided the breath. The previous turn was to get through the pulse and restore the lavender aura. One step was to pour into the strange sutra to restore the purple qi. These steps I have gone through before, and the context has already been unblocked. What I need to do now is to guide the accident slightly.
It’s easy to turn strange meridians into purple qi
Ning Yuanshen knows the way when he crosses the peak.
"Ah-ha ….." After losing it, having joy again instantly carried me away. My mind stood up and roared and vented my joy at the sky.
In the past half a month, mines have scared me, mosquitoes have bitten me, and even Sam, his mother, has bullied me. I can’t do it, so I have to go back for revenge.
I just wanted to go back to Ling, only to find that the koala was looking up at me on the ground with a stunned face. Only then did I realize that my excitement was likely to make her suspicious and she quickly turned her aura into a figure.
"Sir, you fly so high." The koala greeted me quickly when she saw me fall, but she didn’t ask me how I got there, but praised me for flying high.
"Hehe" I smiled and nodded, wondering what this koala really means. The average person would have been dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
"Where are you flying swords?" Koala looked down.
"Here," I quickly pulled out the dagger behind my waist, and at the same time, I finally realized that this koala was not surprised that I was able to ling because that Ouyang Pojun probably demonstrated similar spells to her.
"Why is your sword so small?" Koala curiously looked at the dagger in my hand.
"Kind of question" I was in a good mood and made a joke.
"What Pojun sword is in your foot and you are in your hand?" The koala became more and more curious.
"It’s natural to get a glimpse of the door at first, but it’s not as good as getting into the room." I said with a smile that the difference between the two idioms I used was not prepared for koalas to understand at all.
Sure enough, koalas still feel puzzled, but they don’t ask why they turn around and go back to the fire to make the branches pick the potatoes.
"Don’t eat this shit in my old age." I turned and hugged a bundle of dead branches and put them in front of the koala. "Make the fire flourish. I’ll be back in a minute."
"Where are you going?" Koala reached out and grabbed me. She was obviously worried that I would abandon her.
"Take back my bag. There’s food in it." I smiled at the koala and turned to step back.
In all fairness, I belong to a soft-hearted person. Although Koala is an enemy woman, I don’t have the heart to abandon her here now, even if she doesn’t know that Ouyang Pojun fell, I will take her out.
With purple gas, it is nothing to me to travel hundreds of miles. I used to walk a day, but now I can arrive in a quarter of an hour, so I quickly returned to the previous minefield.
Yao Yao stretched out his hand to grab the backpack back to the mine, and it exploded. The explosion was particularly huge on a quiet night, and the crow in the tree where he had previously lived was also surprised.
"I didn’t lie to you. I really can fly." I ran the aura to sweep two crows to move mountains and sent them back to the nest. These guys are night blind. They can’t go back without my help.
Dump the sand and carry the backpack back to the mountain, but there are wolves leaving koalas there by themselves. I don’t trust that I asked her to make the fire flourish earlier, just to drive away wild animals.
Back to the original place, the koala was nervously looking around. When I came back, I was greeted by tears in my eyes. This scene made me frown and secretly warned myself not to be merciful again. Kill Ouyang Pojun as soon as possible and go back to help King Kong Gun.
I don’t know to what extent this dead fat is fighting with Ye Ao at the thought of King Kong cannon. Is Lin Yicheng still in a mental hospital …
Chapter 325 Naya Temple
The first thing I did when I came to my senses was to take out my clothes from my backpack, change into a beggar’s costume, then take out a cigarette, light a cigarette and rearrange my backpack. I took out a pack of real pig’s trotters and handed them to Koala. After thanking them, I took a look and gave them back to me. It turned out that their Brahmin surnames didn’t eat pork.
"Begging is still too cold for steamed bread." I muttered something and gave her a pack of compressed biscuits, which made me glad to pick it up.