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"It's useless to talk about this now. When Jianwen comes back, let's prepare for Lao Ba's funeral!" Qin Hong sighed.

Master Jiu was squatting next to him, playing with the mud he got from nowhere like a normal person.

Qin Hong glanced at him, quite envious of him. A child has a heart that doesn't know what sadness is.

Chen Muyu said, "I'm going to take the Eighth Master to Lingyun Mountain. Maybe I can gain something..."

"He's in such a bad condition right now that it's hard to say whether he can survive until dawn. How can he withstand the torment..." Qin Hong waved his hands repeatedly.

"Although the eighth master's condition is worrying, I can find a way to extend his stay!" Chen Muyu said resolutely, "But if we want to save him, we must find out the origin of the stone in his heart..."

Qin Hong hesitated, "How to continue? How long can it be continued?"

"I have some injections that can replenish his mental and physical strength. In addition, I also have three soul lamps. Third Master, you have also seen them. It is said that Zhuge Liang used them when he was renewing his life. Although there are less than seven, Eighth Master He's just an ordinary person, and three soul lamps should be enough to temporarily stabilize his spirit..." Chen Muyu said.

"You can try it!" Qin Hong stroked his beard.

Qin Hong pulled out a piece of paper from the desk, wrote down a string of words, stamped a private seal, and handed it to Chen Muyu, "You rush to Lingyun Mountain immediately. The host of Lingyun Temple, Laifeng, is my good friend. , if you show him this paper, he will naturally understand your purpose!"

As for Chen Guanyue, under the current situation, he would not dare to follow Chen Muyu around.

Chen Muyu didn't say much. He was in a hurry, left some injections and the three soul lamps, and left in a hurry. Qin Hong knew how to deal with the rest.

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The silver shadow flying board flew to Jiazhou, and the genius had just darkened.

Lingyun Mountain Scenic Area has been closed, and there are no more tourists around the Giant Buddha.

At the confluence of three rivers, a giant Maitreya Buddha gazes at the flowing clouds of the river for a thousand years.

Legend has it that thousands of years ago, Jiazhou suffered from severe floods, and monsters often caused trouble. The people around were miserable, so eminent monks built a giant Buddha on Lingyun Mountain to suppress the floods. Since then, the floods have subsided and the people can live in peace and contentment.

There are many similar legends in Xichuan, such as Li's Weir Building, Yizhou Stone Cow, etc., which are all related to the elimination of floods. Although they are all somewhat mythical, there are some historical facts that can be compared.

After thousands of years, the Big Buddha is still sitting there, but it has become a white cloud and the sea has changed. When the eminent monk built the Big Buddha, he probably did not expect that a thousand years later, this place would become a scenic spot.

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Chen Muyule was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery, so he went directly to Lingyun Mountain and arrived in front of Lingyun Temple.

The monks in the temple were eating in the cafeteria at the moment, with only a middle-aged monk standing guard at the door holding a vegetarian meal.

Ordinary monks do not have the training of a warrior.

As soon as he saw Chen Muyu, the middle-aged monk stopped him directly and refused to let him go in at all.

The scenic spot is now closed, and tourists are no longer allowed in during off-duty hours.

Chen Muyu quickly handed over the note written by Qin Hong, explaining the purpose of his visit. When Chen Muyu said that he was looking for an abbot, the middle-aged monk also became serious and asked Chen Muyu to wait there. He put the bowl aside and then took it. The note went into the temple.

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After about five minutes, the monk came back and took Chen Muyu into the temple. His attitude was much kinder and more polite.

Meditation Hall.

I don’t know which Bodhisattva Buddha is worshiped in the main position. Chen Muyu can probably identify the surrounding Buddha statues, which should be the Eighteen Arhats.

The Buddha statues are vivid in shape, some have angry eyes, some have lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes. When people pass by in the middle, they still feel a bit oppressive.

In front of the Buddhist altar, a monk wearing simple robes was sitting on a futon, with his back to the outside, knocking on wooden fish and chanting sutras in his mouth.

The monk just led Chen Muyu into the temple and left on his own. Chen Muyu looked at the old monk in front of him. He should be the Master Laifeng that Qin Hong mentioned.

In his seventies, he is in the state of concentration, and he is only entering the state of concentration for the first time.

Laifeng was minding his own business, knocking on the wooden fish and singing sutras, as if he didn't feel Chen Muyu's arrival.

"Master Lai Feng!"

Chen Muyu was in a hurry to save people, so there was no way he could wait, so he ignored any rules and regulations and directly interrupted the old monk's evening lesson.

The sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped.

"Mercy, mercy!"

The old monk paused for a moment, and the futon under him slowly turned around.

Only then did Chen Muyu see Laifeng's face clearly.

He looks thin, has a clean face, and has kind eyes.

"I already know the purpose of the little benefactor's coming!" Laifeng said slowly, "The benefactor Guanyue has lived for sixty more years. As the saying goes, life and death are determined by fate. Let nature take its course. Mercy, mercy!"

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, "Senior, what does it mean that my eighth master has lived sixty more years?"

From Lai Feng's tone, he seemed to be very aware of Master Ba's situation.

Laifeng said, "It means that sixty years ago, the benefactor Guanyue should have passed away, but someone helped him to renew his life. Now sixty years have passed, and he should have returned to dust and earth to earth. If the little benefactor could do it for If he's good, he shouldn't be forced to stay, just go back!"

After saying that, he turned around again.

"Senior, it is said that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. This junior is not here to ask for help from the master, but just wants to find out the physical condition of my eighth master. As for how to save, how to save, I will figure it out myself. Since senior knows the cause and effect, please tell me everything that happened sixty years ago!"

Indeed, Chen Muyu did not want Lingyun Temple to help save people. He himself had the ability to save Chen Guanyue. The only difficulty now was what the stone in Chen Guanyue's heart was. What on earth was it and could it be removed?

If it could be removed, it would not have any other effects. He could directly use the training aid to help Ba Ye repair his body.

The wind struck the wooden fish again.

"Junior is rude. Master claims to be compassionate, but if he refuses to save someone, how can he be compassionate?" Chen Muyu said directly.

The wooden fish stopped again.

Obviously Chen Muyu's words were a bit unkind.

Lai Feng said, "Sixty years ago, my master Wuchen and I were practicing Kung Fu in Lingyun Valley. Suddenly a child fell from the mountain and passed through the chest of a Zen stick that Master stood in the valley. He became angry on the spot. Jue, I was only eighteen years old at that time. When I saw that clear figure, I stood up stupidly on the spot..."

"Master used a weathered Heavenly Heart Stone and embedded it into the heart of the child, and then saved the child's life. However, Master said that everything is fate. He acted against nature by saving people. The Tianxin Stone can extend his life for a period of sixty years..."

"Where is Master Wuchen now?" Chen Muyu asked.

"Mercy, mercy!"

Laifeng closed his eyes and said, "Master passed away thirty-three years ago and went to the bliss of the Western Heaven!"