Chapter 333 Bliss

"Don't rush to say thank you yet." Wang Andao said, "Tell us about the bliss in the west?"

The monk was stunned when he heard this. "The poor monk does not know the bliss of the Western Heaven and has never been there."

“Monks don’t tell lies, does your senior brother’s injury come from the so-called Western Paradise?” Wang Andao said.

After hearing this, the monk stared at Wang An in silence for a long time.

 “How did the donor know?” the monk said after a while.

"It really is?"

“Is the donor trying to trick a poor monk?

"Monk is so honest. Monks don't lie. Tell me, what's going on?" Wang An said with a smile.

 “Where should I start?” The monk said after being silent for a while, and then started to tell the story of what happened in the northwest.

It turned out that the possessed monk he was talking about was one of his uncles. He heard the legend about the bliss of the West and left the Yongshou Temple where he had practiced for decades to search for the Pure Land of Buddhism.

 Before he left the temple, the abbot tried to dissuade him, but he did not listen.

One afternoon more than three months after leaving Yongshou Temple, he returned to Yongshou Temple. He said that he had found the legendary Paradise, but the abbot said that he was possessed by a demon. He was surrounded by a group of monks in the temple. As a result, he injured a group of monks and fled Yongshou Temple. His senior brother was injured in that process.

“So you have never been to the Western Paradise?”

 “Of course not.”

 “What about your uncle?”

“Neither did he, but he once met a monk who came out of the Western Paradise.”

“A monk who came out of the Western Paradise, is he alive?”

“The living one is said to be an Arhat.” The monk said.

 “Arhat?”

 After speaking, Wang An continued to treat the fat monk. During the treatment, the fat monk opened his eyes and looked at Wang An beside him, with wariness and doubt in his eyes.

 “Who are you?”

Wang An said nothing. The fat monk turned to look at his junior brother beside him, his face changed greatly.

“Junior brother, you really want to kill me!”

The fat monk said something shocking, and his body reacted subconsciously. He wanted to take action, but found that one of his arms was grabbed by the stranger in front of him, and then the strength he had finally gathered in his body suddenly and inexplicably dissipated. The man collapsed to the ground and became a ball, like a big piece of fat.

 “Senior brother, this benefactor is saving you.” The monk on the side said.

 “Save me?” The fat monk was stunned, looking at his blue arm, and fell into deep thought.

“It seems that the poison has entered the brain.” Wang An said calmly upon seeing this.

 “Where is Uncle Master?” the fat monk continued.

 “Has rushed out of Yongshou Temple and disappeared.”

“How come he is missing? He was most likely killed by you, right?” the fat monk asked in surprise.

“Brother, don’t talk nonsense.” The skinny monk twisted his beads.

"I'm not talking nonsense. Didn't you and your uncle go to find the Paradise in the West?" The fat monk said in surprise.

“Oh?!” Wang An heard this and glanced at the skinny monk next to him.

“Amitabha, my senior brother is talking nonsense, the donor must not take it seriously.”

"I'm not talking nonsense. In order to find the Western Paradise, you stole our sect's most precious treasure, the Buddha's bone relics. They should still be with you. Wait, are you two together?"

 “Senior brother, please stop saying a few words.” The skinny monk said helplessly.

 “I” the fat monk looked at Wang An, then at the junior brother beside him, and decisively closed his mouth.

 “Can you say a few words?” Wang An stared at the skinny monk.

“My senior brother has poison in his brain and what he just said was nonsense.”

“If the poison enters the brain, it means there is no cure. Let’s kill him and send him to the bliss of the West to avoid accidentally hurting innocent people.”

 “Wait a minute.” The fat monk said suddenly.

“What kind of poison enters the brain? The poor monk is very energetic and rational.”

 “Then let me test you.”

"you say."

“What is three thousand four hundred and sixty-four times fifty-two?” Wang An said calmly.

“Donor, you are looking for trouble!” the fat monk said without even thinking.

"Well, your brain is still normal. Just stay still and I will force out the remaining toxins from your body." Wang And said.

Wang An mobilized the true energy and moved it up along the meridians. After entering the head, the speed slowed down a lot. Wang An was careful, for fear of accidentally making him a fool.

As for the strange conversation between the fat monk and his junior brother just now, Wang An didn't pay much attention to it.

 As the treatment progressed, I watched the green and black air on the fat monk's face slowly fade away.

 “Okay.” Wang An accepted the victory.

 “Thank you so much to the donor.”

"Why thank you? You can't save people in vain." Wang An stood up and said, he is not a Bodhisattva who can save all living beings, not to mention that the Buddha has to fight for the stick of incense.

 “What does the donor want?” The skinny monk asked calmly after hearing this.

“I have long heard that Buddhist relics are extraordinary. Please take out the Buddha bone relics you are carrying and let me take a look.”

“Donor, please don’t listen to the nonsense of the poor monk’s brother. I don’t have Buddha’s bones or relics with me.”

"I found that this monk of yours is very dishonest!" As he spoke, Wang An grabbed the monk.

The monk hurriedly dodged when he saw this, but his body seemed to be fixed by something, unable to move. He saw Wang An's palm falling on his monk's robe, and then a hole opened in the monk's robe, and Wang An had more hands. A small cloth bag. After opening it, there is a crystal-like jade-like object inside.

 It is the most precious treasure of Buddhism - Buddha bone relics.

"This Buddha bone is a bit interesting." Wang An looked at the Buddha bone in his hand, which was about the size of his thumb. He felt a unique energy in this piece of Buddha bone. This feeling was like holding a small piece of Buddha bone. The sacred stone. Of course, the total amount and density of energy inside are much smaller than the divine stone.

“Is this energy integrated into the bones?” Wang An looked at the small piece of Buddha bone in his hand, which provided him with another way of thinking.

 Being able to transform one's own bones into this must be a subtle change, and one must have developed one's use of Qi energy to an extremely advanced level.

The skinny monk looked at Wang An, who was so close, with a look of horror in his eyes. Although the Buddha's bones were in Wang An's hands, he did not dare to move. It was really because Wang An's hand just now was so amazing!

Even though he saw the hand grabbing at him, he couldn't avoid it at all. His body either seemed to be frozen, or was actually frozen.

Wang An held the Buddha's bone relic and slowly poured his own energy into it.

 “Can’t get in?”

The energy density in this Buddha bone is very high. If Wang An forcibly injects his own Qi into it, he is likely to directly destroy the Buddha bone relic.

“Give it back to you.” Wang An casually threw the Buddha bone relic to the thin monk. The monk hurriedly helped him, and then carefully inspected the Buddha bone relic.

 “Don’t look at it, it’s not broken.”

“Now it’s your turn to talk about your junior brother and your senior uncle.”

 “What uncle?” the fat monk asked with a puzzled look on his face.

 “Think about it again.”

Wang An raised his hand. The fat monk wanted to resist, but found that the strength he had accumulated in his body suddenly disappeared.

 “Amitabha, poor monk”

Wang An's palm has been pressed on the fat monk's head. With just a little force, the head will explode directly, just like a watermelon being hit by a wooden stick.

 “Ignorant monk, think about it!” the fat monk said with a shiver in his body.

Wang An's palm began to exert force, and the fat monk vaguely heard the sound of his skull.

"Last spring, the junior monk's junior brother and uncle went to the legendary Western Paradise together. About two months ago, they came back, but one of them was normal, and the other one was crazy, as if he was possessed by a demon, and was iron-clad. The chain was locked. The person who was possessed by the devil was the young monk's uncle. He was brought back by the young monk's junior brother, who said he was poisoned.

Later, during the healing process, the poor monk's uncle went crazy, injured several monks and escaped. The young monk, his junior brother, and the master chased them out. As a result, the master was beaten to death by the uncle, and the young monk was also beaten to death by the uncle. He was bitten and passed out. "Speaking of this, the fat monk seemed to have thought of something terrible, and suddenly shuddered all over his body, and turned to look at his junior brother beside him.

 “You, you killed the master?!”

"Brother, I think you are crazy. I really shouldn't have brought you here." The skinny monk said calmly.

Wang An did not continue to pester them. Instead, he called Lu Xiangyi and left the matter to him.

 “What, monk?” Lu Xiangyi was stunned after hearing Wang An’s words.

 “Okay, I’ll rush there as soon as possible.”

Wang An raised his hand and brushed it over the skinny monk's body, instantly sealing the meridians on his body and freezing the true energy in the monk's meridians.

Hissing, the skinny monk couldn't help but shudder. For a moment, he felt a biting coldness that penetrated to his bones.

 “It’s so cold!”

Lu Xiangyi arrived at the mountain village that day, carrying a unique floral fragrance with him.

“Hey, one is skinny and the other is fat. This combination is quite coordinated. A monk from Yongshou Temple?” He saw the two monks whose meridians had been sealed by Wang An.

“They left it to you. Ask them carefully about the things they may know about the bliss of the Western Heaven.”

“Yongshou Temple, Yongshou Temple in Xijiang?”

"right."

"Sir, you may not know something. Yesterday, someone discovered that all the monks in the Yongshou Temple were killed, and their deaths were miserable. No one's body was intact, some had their intestines disemboweled, and some monks had their bodies removed. Lost his head."

"What?!"

　　The fat monk was stunned when he heard the news.

“It was you, it was you who killed them!” The fat monk looked at his junior brother with splitting eyes and wished he could go up and tear him apart. The skinny monk's face was expressionless, but his eyes revealed a sad look.

 “Leave it to you, be careful.”

 “Yes, sir.”

 Lu Xiangyi took the two monks away. Three days later, Lu Xiangyi came to the mountain village again and brought the news from the two monks.

That skinny monk didn’t tell the truth before. He had indeed once searched for the Western Paradise with his uncle, and they had found the entrance to the Western Paradise.

On an endless river, there was a log lying across the river. The log extended into the depths of the mist. The two monks followed the log into the depths of the mist.

The thin monk waited outside for seven days and seven nights before his uncle came back from that side and brought back something. After his uncle came back from there, he became confused, sometimes silent, sometimes crazy, and became confused. He became extremely powerful and began to eat raw meat.

In order to save his uncle, the skinny monk took him back to Yongshou Temple while he was conscious. Unexpectedly, he brought disaster to Yongshou Temple.

After hearing these words, Wang An thought of a strange photo he had received earlier. He took it out and saw that it was a log holding a big monk.

“It’s from here.” He pointed to the river and the log in the photo.

"There really is such a place. Then you said that their uncle said that there is a true Buddha in the Western Paradise."

“What does a true Buddha look like, with a golden body six feet tall, sitting on a lotus throne?”

“He didn’t say anything.” Lu Xiangyi shook his head.

“Sir, do you think those Buddhas from the Western Heaven will invade the human world?”

"It's hard to say. As the saying goes, people compete for a breath, and Buddha competes for a stick of incense. So, where do they go to compete for this stick of incense?"

"Of course it's the human world. Sir, do you mean they will come?" Lu Xiangyi said.

"The gods in the sky will think about the lower world. Some of the so-called monks have six pure roots and empty four elements. Buddhism says that there is no desire and no pursuit, but at the same time it wants to save all living beings. This is the greatest desire!" Wang An drank. A sip of tea.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, there are some things that a real monk does, and most of them do unbearable things as a monk.

“I wonder what those Buddhas can do?”

 “You’ll know when you see him.” Wang An said with a smile.

Wang An himself didn’t pay too much attention to this matter, but the piece of Buddha bone relic provided him with a new way of thinking.

 Dantian Qi sea, meridians throughout the body, the place where Qi is stored and the channels through which Qi circulates.

 Can you store your own energy in every cell of your body?

If Dantian is the largest nuclear power plant, then each cell can be used as a small gas station.

There are only three Dantian, upper, middle and lower, but there are tens of trillions of cells in the human body.

Of course, it is really nuanced to an extremely high level. After all, it has reached the cellular level. However, it can appear to be stored in organs, and then broken down into tissues and then into cells step by step.

"Well, compared to the method of cultivating the golden elixir, this is also a way, and it does not conflict with each other."

 How to cultivate the golden elixir? Wang An has been thinking about this issue for a while. If you want a liquid to become a solid, it needs to solidify. But Qi is a pure energy body. How to solidify?

 He didn't think of a suitable method.

 The weather is getting warmer.

About a month after the two monks came to the mountain village, Xu Qi came to the mountain village. He came from Western Xinjiang and brought back a piece of news.

A man-eating monk appeared in Western Xinjiang. It is said that he ran away from the Western Paradise and is running around there.

 (End of this chapter)