Life Winner Training Guide

, I am helpless in doing anything, and I am lame and take less. Moreover, the country took the initiative to resume diplomacy with other countries, expressing friendly condolences while doing some small business and using parasitic inhibitory drugs in exchange for a large amount of resources.

Gu Garden is still the same as before. Even after experiencing such a tragic catastrophe, Grandpa Gu and Grandma Gu are still very peaceful. Eight years have passed, and not much has changed. But Father Gu and Mother Gu have changed tremendously and seem to have a second spring in their lives. Xu Wei simply accepted Gu's father and Gu's mother as his godfather and godmother, and lived in Guyuan very shamelessly. However, the relationship between him and You Hongyin became better and better. Later, through Gu's mother Introduction, married a wife, and finally the fourth generation of great-grandchildren appeared in the valley garden. As for You Hongyin, decades of lack of food and salt have made parents give up hope, and even Mama Gu, who is now quite sharp-tongued, no longer nags about it. To be honest, who wouldn't be proud of their children? Although it has not been announced to the public for safety reasons, they all understand how much contribution Gu Yuan's Gu Jiujing has made to mankind.

After You Hongyin improved the third version of the potion, he let others continue their work. He didn't like high-intensity work for too long, and he hated having to work under the supervision of others all the time. .

Although the kindness of the older generation in Wang Tianzhi is extremely limited, it is good for You Hongyin. However, You Hongyin does not like this feeling of being constrained, so he still hands over the work in hand and agrees to parasitize Preventive medicines don't bear his name.

You Hongyin once asked to find those enemies from Gu Jiujing's previous life. After the social order was gradually restored, it was not too difficult. Later, he received news that instead of killing the living dead, they were very hostile to the survivors of the robbery. Interested, and hung out with a local gang with guns. Together, they formed a small local group and lived happily for more than a year relying on the supplies in the small town. A girl who was oppressed by them opened the door in the middle of the night, attracting countless living dead from the outside. All the living corpses were attracted into the stronghold, and everyone was killed. Only two survivors who were also forced received the girl's advance warning and escaped. They were later rescued when they encountered the army.

"It seems that you don't have to take revenge with your own hands. The bitch will get his own reward." You Hongyin said.

Gu Jiujing said: "Well, actually I have already understood each other, and I don't have any resentment, but I am still very happy to hear their ending."

"If you were given a third chance, what do you think you would do?" You Hongyin asked.

Gu Jiujing smiled bitterly: "I can't be as cool as you, and I don't want to experience this kind of life again."

Seeing that his goal had been accomplished, You Hongyin stopped talking in depth about this aspect. He changed the subject: "Ah, do you think I should continue my original dream and become a photographer?"

"Ah, isn't that the excuse you came up with in the first place?"

"What I think of casually may be the deepest wish in my heart. Well, besides, I also want to travel to more places. Now that the population has dropped sharply, many old crafts may have been lost. No, that's not what I want to do. Losing a lot of local food? Well, while working as a photographer, let’s help collect and pass on intangible cultural heritage.” You Hongyin said.

"You are just greedy again." Gu Jiujing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"That's it, the traffic has been restored. We will spend half a month out once a month to collect food, and the remaining half a month will be used to train David's cooking skills." At this point, You Hongyin sneered. I couldn't help but complain: "What kind of vision does my mother have? She actually found a wife for David whose cooking skills are as good as his grandma's. Now the whole family is counting on David to feed eight mouths."

Gu Jiujing finally couldn't help laughing.

Chapter 89 The heart is not born (1)

The top of Hanji Mountain.

There is no temple here, only a simple grotto. The walls of the grotto are all reliefs of Buddha statues. The Buddha statues on the wall are holding flowers and smiling, as if they are equal and compassionate to all living beings. feel.

There is only one room in the grotto, and the space is not large. Apart from a stone bed, there is only a yellow futon in front of the Buddha statue. It seems deserted and unpopular, but in fact, neither the stone bed, the futon, nor the grotto floor , all free from dust and obviously inhabited.

Outside the grotto is a platform, which is the top of Hanji Mountain. Snow falls all year round and the ice and snow never melt. In addition to the white snow on the platform here, there is a small spiritual pool. The water in the pool is not ice-free, and there are wisps of mist emerging from the ice and snow. It is the spiritual energy dispersed by the spiritual pool that condenses into mist and escapes.

There is nothing else in the spiritual pool, only a single lotus flower is left and independent.

The lotus has eight leaves, and only one flower branch is swaying surrounded by green leaves. However, the lotus is still a bud and has not yet bloomed.

There is a stone table and four stone benches next to the spiritual pool. On the stone table is a set of celadon tea sets with lotus patterns. It seems that it has not been used for a long time and has been submerged in the falling snow, with only a corner exposed.

Apart from these, there are no plants, trees, or other debris on the entire broad peak.

At the entrance of the grotto, there is a stone platform. The stone platform is low, only an arm's length high, and there is a person sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.

Wearing black and white monk robes, scars from the ordination, a string of sandalwood beads in his hand is constantly turning, his eyes are closed, but his young and handsome face is solemn. Although his lips and teeth did not move, the supreme Sanskrit sound was faintly heard, and the spiritual energy on the top of Hanji Mountain seemed to be affected by it, fluctuating continuously.

The flower bones in the spiritual pool were hit by falling snow all over their heads. They used the power of the Sanskrit sounds to shake off the snowflakes from their bodies, and sometimes they were blown from side to side by the wind. It was so cute.

At night, the snow stopped.

The bright moon rises, and the moonlight spreads all over the earth. The monk sitting on the stone platform suddenly opened his eyes from meditating, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his heart moved.

The moonlight tonight is particularly different. It is the 'Shenghua Night' that occurs once every sixty years, and the moonlight aura is at its peak.

"Eighth-grade Moonflower Guanyin Lotus, you and I have been together for hundreds of years, but now it is fate that I can see you in full bloom." The Buddhist cultivator came down from the stone platform and stood by the spiritual pond. He smiled slightly, with his originally compassionate but ruthless eyes. There seems to be a touch of tenderness and expectation in it.

The eighth-grade Moonflower Guanyin Lotus is a rare spiritual flower. It takes thousands of years for lotus seeds to germinate, and it takes thousands of years for leaves to bloom. However, only Shenghua Night Buds will bloom. However, the budding period of this flower is only one year, and the interval But ten years later, before the Buddhist cultivator came to the top of Hanji Mountain, it had already been growing here for countless years. The Buddhist cultivator had been cultivating here for hundreds of years. This was the first time that he happened to meet Hua Guduo and Shenghua Ye. .

In the eyes of the Buddha, the petals of the lotus gradually unfolded.

A white lotus blooms in the dusk, not bright or enchanting, just light, accompanied by dark green lotus leaves, swaying gently in the wind. It is fragrant, clean and refreshing. It does not look pitiful and pity the world. Instead, it sways mischievously with the wind, as if it is trying hard to absorb more of the essence of the moon.

The Buddha has been observing flowers for a long time, and his thoughts seem to drift away leisurely with the fragrance of lotus flowers.

In a daze, he suddenly felt the fluctuation of spiritual energy, but after scanning with his consciousness for a week, there was no abnormal movement.

Seeing the beautiful scene of the lotus in full bloom, the Buddhist monk returned to the stone platform with his mind clear and closed his eyes.

The Saha Heavenly Spiritual Realm is not an independent world. Instead, the four ascended masters from the Posa Temple joined forces and set up the Phantom Spirit Heaven Formation to isolate the Posa Temple from the human world, forming a separate cave heaven blessed land. It is precisely because of the existence of the Posa Heavenly Spiritual Realm that the Posa Temple has grown and grown, and has gradually become the largest Buddhist sect.

There are many disciples in Posu Temple, and the affairs of the temple are managed by the abbot and several leaders. As for the Buddhist cultivators who have reached the Qingling realm, they are often promoted to elders. They usually practice in their own territory and do not care much about the actual affairs of the temple.

The person with the most profound cultivation in Posu Temple is Master Duyi who placed the cave at the top of Hanji Mountain.

It is said that he has reached the pinnacle of the Mahayana. Even among the world, his reputation is not very good. Countless people have not understood that those Buddhists who are compassionate and self-sacrificial for others have never advanced so quickly or reached such a high level. , why did this violent monk named Du Yi, who actually saved people to see the Buddha, become the top master and the number one Buddhist cultivator in China today?

The host, Du Wen, had just received a Buddhist friend from his sect that day. The Buddhist friend brought a kind of spiritual tea named Buddha. Du Wen thought about it and realized that Du Yi had not been down Hanji Mountain for twenty years, so he called for the young novice monk. : "You can take this bag of spiritual tea to the top of Hanji Mountain later and give it to your Uncle Du Yi." ①Si①Rabbit①Net①

The little novice monk was his direct disciple that he had just accepted this year. He was very talented, but he was still young. However, it was precisely because of his young age that Du Wen asked the little novice monk to deliver tea. The older one went up Hanji Mountain without permission, fearing that he would be slapped down by his junior brother.

Hey, I don’t know who I follow this temper. Their master is not like this. My senior brother is also very gentle.

The little novice monk, who was only about Du Wen's waist, responded seriously, his little face with red lips and white teeth full of curiosity: "Master, is Master Du Yi the most powerful Master Du Yi in our temple?"

Du Wen, who had never enjoyed the admiration of his young disciple, was heartbroken. Under the serious look in his disciple's eyes, he couldn't help but retreat: "Yes, yes, he is the most powerful monk you have been thinking about all day long."

The little novice monk happily went to deliver tea.

Hanji Mountain is located in the southeast corner of the Saha Heavenly Spiritual Realm, quite far away from the main building of the Saha Temple. However, although the young novice monk is young, he has already gathered strength, so at least it is not a problem to travel.

Arriving at the foot of Hanji Mountain, the little novice monk looked up at the mountain. The ice and snow had painted the mountain in white from the middle of the mountain. The mountain was almost bare from the middle of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Most of them were exposed rocks, and there was nothing. The only green plants are the occasional one or two pines and cypresses among the cracks in the rocks, and some thin and low unknown weeds.

The little novice monk opened his mouth, a little stunned. The Saha Temple was originally built on the famous spiritual veins of China, and later it was independently divided and evolved into the Saha Heavenly Spiritual Realm. The spiritual energy is rich and unusual, but this Hanji Mountain is as lonely as a stubborn rock at the end of the sea. There is no sense of vitality.

The little novice monk watched for a while, recovered his mind, and began to climb up the stone steps. Fortunately, he has good physical strength after Ju Yuan. In addition to reading scriptures with his master, he also exercises every day. Otherwise, I am afraid that he would not be able to climb the long stone steps to the end, and he would not be able to see that he has been very curious. It's time to become a master's uncle.

Panting, he finally stepped onto the last stone step, and what he saw was the somewhat empty peak platform. But before he could take a closer look, his body suddenly flew into the air and was placed on a stone bench.

The little novice monk didn't speak for the first time. He sat on the stone bench and looked at the two people in front of him.

The two sat opposite each other, playing chess on the stone table, and the little novice was placed on the stone in the middle.

One of them was wearing a black and white monk's robe, with a scar on his head and a young and handsome face. He was staring at the chessboard in thought, frowning slightly, but his face was not embarrassed. He held a white chess piece in one hand but did not drop it, and held a string of Buddhist beads on his knees in the other hand. The little monk could vaguely feel the insurmountable deterrence from this person, like a mountain.

The other one was wearing a pure white monk's robe and practicing with hair. His long black hair was not decorated with any hair accessories, just draped on his back, and a strand of hair on each side hung on his chest. This person's appearance was not inferior to the former, but his temperament was completely different. He was gentle and compassionate, with a smile on his face, which made people feel good at first sight. He did not hold Buddhist beads, but he had a whisk next to him. The little monk took a look and saw that the spiritual energy fluctuations were the same as the Buddhist beads, and they were also magic weapons. However, he was too young and did not know much about the good and bad of magic weapons, so he could not tell which one was more powerful, the Buddhist beads or the whisk.

The young monk didn't understand how to play chess, but he was very patient. He just sat there silently and watched them finish the game.

The Buddhist monk in black and white robes asked, "Are you the new disciple of Brother Du Wen?"

When the young monk heard this, he immediately jumped off the stone bench, bowed, and replied, "My dear Uncle Du Yi, I am a disciple of the Dharma Master.