Medical Sovereign

The old nun lowered his eyes, clasped his hands together and sighed softly: "This is a fate, why accept fate." /p

Lie Lie was struck by lightning, his expression was in a trance, he was silent for a long time, Yingying knelt down and bowed: "Please help me, mother-in-law." /p

"Amitabha!" /p

The old Ni drooped his eyelids, and said in a deep voice: "He was ordered to commit peach blossoms, one flower and one calamity, no one can save him, he can only rely on himself, and his life will be miserable, why don't you practice with me?" /p

"But he is also your grandson, you can't just leave him alone." Ding Qianlie begged sadly. /p

The old nun finally raised his head, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and he sighed: "I am a person from outside the world.

"Mother-in-law, I know that grandpa was sorry for you back then, but he is your grandson after all. Mother is just such a son, and I am only such a younger brother. I hope grandma will help me." /p

Chief Ding Lie couldn't kneel down, weeping and begging. /p

The old nun Jingxin was stunned and speechless, as if recalling the past, after a long time, he sighed leisurely: "Forget it, the fate of the world is not broken, only this time, it will not be an example!" /p

"Thank you, mother-in-law!" Ding Qianlie kowtowed heavily, overjoyed. /p

"There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust, Amitabha!" Sitting in meditation with eyes closed, he said nothing. /p

Ding Qianlie looked happy, she knew that as long as the mother-in-law in front of her was willing to make a move, Ding Ning's life would no longer be in danger. /p

On the simple bed in the cloud room, Ding Qianlie sat on the edge of the bed and held Ding Ning's hand tightly. Although it was the first time he had such close contact with a man who was destined for him, he didn't feel any strangeness or resistance. /p

Seeing his face full of pain even in a coma, tears of distress almost fell down. /p

Dao Scar and the others stood quietly outside the cloud room. Even though the eldest lady had said that it was not their fault, they still had guilty expressions on their faces. /p

"Grandma, how is he?"/p

As soon as the old nun Jingxin took Ding Ning's pulse, Ding Qianlie couldn't wait to ask. /p

"Strange, I have never seen such a pulse condition before, the meridians are broken, and the true energy is disordered... no, it is the spiritual power disorder." /p

Meditation seemed to be aware of something, and an incredible color flashed between his brows. /p

"Spiritual power? Isn't it true energy?"/p

Ding Qianlie showed a strange expression on his face, as if he was no stranger to Zhenqi. /p

"It's spiritual power, that's why I find it strange." /p

Seeing that Ding Yanlie looked confused, Jingxin explained in detail: "Spiritual power is also called innate true energy, which is brought from the mother's womb. With the cultivation of warriors, acquired turbid energy enters the body, and gradually this wisp of innate true energy will be absorbed into the body. It grows stronger, but at the same time, it also makes this ray of innate true energy become complicated. In ancient times, the heaven and earth were full of spiritual power, and practitioners could continuously absorb relatively pure spiritual energy from the outside world and turn it into spiritual power in the body. With the industrial development of the society, the pollution is getting more and more serious, and the aura between heaven and earth is gradually thinning out. That's why those ancient warriors lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and big swamps that had spiritual veins or were not polluted. This child has been living in the secular world, how could he be so The pure spiritual power is really incredible."/p

"Then is his situation a good thing or a bad thing?" /p

Ding Qianlie asked nervously, she doesn't care about the lack of spiritual power, she only cares about Ding Ning's safety. /p

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

Seeing that Ding Qianlie still half-understands, Jingxin old nun's clear eyes shone with wisdom: "To use a simple analogy, it's like washing fruit. The cleaner the water you use, the better it will be.

The easier it is to wash the fruit, but if the water is inherently dirty, the fruit will not be clean no matter how you wash it. The fruit here refers to the human body, and the clean water is the spiritual power, and the unclean water is the acquired qi. So cultivation is actually a process of continuously purifying dirty water into clean water, and finally washing the fruits. "/p

Ding Qianlie suddenly realized, but then asked in confusion: "Since his body is full of spiritual power, shouldn't it be a good thing?"/p

"As far as cultivation itself is concerned, this is a great thing. The spiritual power in his body is bound to make his cultivation process much faster than ordinary people. After all, the process of turning true energy into spiritual power is omitted, but for his injury In other words, too pure and clean spiritual power made it difficult for him to heal his injuries.”/p

The old nun Jingxin gave a wry smile: "I have cultivated in meditation for so many years. Although the spiritual power I have cultivated is much thicker than his, it is not as pure as his spiritual power. This makes it difficult for my spiritual power to guide his spiritual power to heal wounds. On the contrary, he will be repelled by his spiritual power, of course it will not be a good thing." /p

"Then what will happen to him?" Ding Qianlie didn't expect such a result, and suddenly asked in confusion. /p

The old nun Jingxin smiled wryly and shook his head: "The spiritual power in his body is out of control, and eventually his meridians will rupture inch by inch and he will die. I can't help him." /p

"Ah, mother-in-law, please, you must have a way to save him, right? Think of a way, he can't die." /p

Ding Qianlie's eye circles turned red, and he held Jing Xin's hand and begged bitterly. /p

The old nun Jingxin closed his eyes and proclaimed the Buddha's name. After a long time, he looked deeply at Ding Lianlie and said seriously: /p

"Lean Lie, your aptitude is very good. I have always wanted to take you as my apprentice and inherit my mantle, but you are not in the world, and you don't want to be entangled in mundane affairs. I ask you now, what can you do to save him? To what extent?"/p

"As long as I can save him, I will do whatever it takes." Ding Yanlie said resolutely with red eyes. /p

Jingxin old nun asked blankly: "Are you sure?"/p

"I'm sure!" Ding Lie said firmly. /p

"Amitabha, since this is the case, there is only one last solution." /p

The old nun Jingxin proclaimed the Buddha's name, which made Ding Qianlie suddenly hopeful, and asked urgently: "What can I do?" /p

"You are originally a natural Buddha body that is rare in ten thousand years. If you take refuge in my Buddha, you will surely achieve supreme Buddhahood and become a living Buddha in this world. He voluntarily fell into Avici Hell, the Buddha practiced the bodhisattva way, and once sacrificed his body to feed the eagle, but you... hey." /p

The old nun Jingxin glanced at Ding Ning with complicated eyes, sighed and said with a wry smile: /p

"Saving him is tantamount to feeding demons with your body, that's all, that's all, this is an evil fate, it's also your life, and it's my calamity. I jumped out of the three realms and wasn't in the five elements. My heart should be like still water, but in the end it's still the Buddha's heart." Clean, unable to abandon the world of mortals."/p

Ding Yanlie blinked his big eyes, listening in a blur, not understanding what Jingxin was talking about, "What is feeding a demon with his body? He is my younger brother, how could he be a demon?" /p

The old nun Jingxin didn't explain, but took a deep look at the stone man on Ding Ning's neck. It was originally the duty of Buddhists to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. There is no saving. /p

With a secret sigh in her heart, she could only give up her lifetime of penance. From now on, whether he is a devil or a Buddha, she has no worries about the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng. /p

Immediately, his face became serious and he said: "Liu Lie, there is a demon in his body, he can be suppressed with his pure spiritual power, but he is being backlashed at this moment, and the demonic nature will soon erupt, and then he will not be able to bear it because he can't bear it." Lived in a huge demonic nature and exploded to death. Now, I can only enlighten you and help you practice the Great Joy Zen of Buddhism. Then you and him will practice together to guide his disordered spiritual power to repair his injuries and strengthen his Buddha nature. Suppress his demonic nature, but from now on, you will completely lose your Buddha nature, cut off your own path of cultivation, and become a furnace for his cultivation, are you—are you sure you want to save him?" /p

Ding Qianlie's pretty face blushed, she didn't understand what kind of demon or Buddha, she only understood the word "Shuangxiu", and felt so shy. /p

Although she has long believed that he is her future man, in her heart, she still hopes that he can pursue her, and have a romantic process that will take place before and after the moon, and then the husband and wife will follow suit when it comes to fruition. /p

But she didn't expect this moment to come so fast and so suddenly, she was caught off guard, heartbroken, and felt that she was not fully prepared yet. /p

But at this moment, Ding Ning's situation is at stake, and she will explode to death at any moment. She doesn't care about her reserve and shyness, and nodded her head generously: "I'm sure!" /p

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

The indifferent face of old nun Jing Xin became benevolent at this moment, full of compassion and compassion. /p

She didn't know whether her actions were wrong or right, but she couldn't let go of the blood and family ties in the world of mortals, even if this contributed to the growth of a demon, she had no choice. /p

A pair of wrinkled old hands were tightly attached to Ding Lie's back, and the practice formula of Da Huanxi Zen emerged in Qian Lie's mind, engraved in his heart like a knife. /p

I once thought that my passion would damage the holy life, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain. The world is safe with both dharmas, worthy of the Tathagata and worthy of Qing... The great way is not separated from yin and yang, one side is disappointed and fearful of the ocean, the two should not argue, men and women do not need to compete for gains and losses, the key is to enjoy the dual luck of happiness and emptiness, and be alone Cultivation of helplessness is not thorough, try to see the eggs of a male hen, and the chicks have long wings.../p

Ding Qianlie recited the formula silently, and the images of double cultivation that made her blush continuously flashed in her mind, making her confused and hot all over... /p

As the spiritual power of meditation turned into streams of air flowing through the meridians in her body, forming a weekly cycle, the skin all over her body was flushed, the veins were raised, and she felt like she had nowhere to vent and was about to explode and die at any time. Stuffy feeling. /p

The old nun Jingxin had already let go of his hands, and put his palms together, and Ding Ning was already floating in the air. /p

"Tuk Tuk..." /p

The old nun Jingxin clapped his hands continuously, patting Ding Ning's body continuously, and Ding Ning's aura continued to surge wildly.../p

The listless Jingxin took a look at the blurred eyes, and uncontrollably rushed towards Ding Qianlie, who was constantly tearing his clothes, sighed faintly, stood up tremblingly, closed the door and left. /p

Ding Ning had a long dream, as if he was in a boundless sea of ​​flames, but he lost all his strength and had no room to resist, feeling helpless and terrified. /p

The fire and rain all over the sky could incinerate him into ashes at any time, the burning pain in his lungs, and the terrible suffocation made him feel the fear of death for the first time in his life. /p

That kind of fear was so real and vivid, it made him feel strongly unwilling and longing for life, a monstrous hostility arose spontaneously, and a huge phantom appeared behind him. /p

It's just that this phantom is no longer an arhat, but a monster with two horns, a face like a cow's head, and wings on its back. Its whole body is as black as ink, exuding a terrifying and domineering aura. /p

The sea of ​​fire seems to be in awe of it, constantly dodging the phantom, but the phantom is like a king over the world, driving Ding Ning's body, and throwing himself into the sea of ​​fire proudly. /p

"Boom!"/p

Ding Ning and the phantom merged into one, burning black flames. The strong sense of power made him want to let out a long cry, but found that he couldn't make a sound no matter what. /p

He couldn't even control his hands and feet, as if he was just a puppet, and his every move would be at the mercy of phantom, which made him feel a deep sense of fear. /p

The most frightening thing was that the phantom's power was too strong, his meridians couldn't bear the infusion of phantom's power at all, and they continued to swell and bulge, making his blood vessels swell, and his meridians would burst to death at any time. /p

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