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Chapter 41: Flowing Bells and Eight Chongs

Taoist Mu asked about the world of the world, Fang Wai asked, because Qian Yiqun was in the middle of the mountain, and once he asked him to say it, his body and mind would naturally be united, and a obstacle would immediately dissipate.

Qian Yiqun looked at his master, staring blankly, keeping his spirit inward. Suddenly, he saw that the corpse dog on Lingyun's sea seemed to be a few years younger, but he looked like he was in his teens. He had his head tilted and he felt restless and had a faint sense of restlessness to break free.

"What's the point of a turbid ghost?" Mu Taoist said no to Qian Yiqun's answer and pulled him out of his calmness with one sentence.

"Master, is this a turbid ghost?" Qian Yiqun said strangely, "Isn't it born from the spiritual aggregate?"

"The seven souls are the turbid ghosts in the body. Even the three souls are the grindstones of cultivation, so you should not pay attention to it." Taoist Mu shook his head and said, "You have made great progress in practicing on the mountain, and it is useless to stay. You can go to the mortal world to experience it again."

"Ah?" Qian Yiqun thought that his master was going to drive him away, so he couldn't help but feel disappointed and said aggrievedly, "Master, I didn't touch ordinary people."

Taoist Mu smiled slightly and said, "Haha."

Qian Yiqun put a word embarrassing on his face and said in his heart: This sound is really hateful, it sounds like "hehe". It's like "silly" when chewing it carefully!

"Master, please tell me a way." Qian Yiqun knew that a master like Master would say the same thing, so he was in vain to bargain, so he simply gritted his teeth and walked down.

"Aren't you going to jump in the middle?" Mu Taoist asked back.

"Then, should the disciples restore their vulgar bodies or walk in Taoism?"

"A fool, since you have realized it, you have to do it; since you have done it, you must keep it." Taoist Mu shook his head slightly, "If you have realized it, you will be the sergeant after all." Lao Tzu said: The best man heard the Tao and practice it diligently; the sergeant heard the Tao and survived. This is what Qian Yiqun said, "You have not practiced it enough."

Qian Yiqun was just frustrated, and the master said again: "Go and take the bell on the stove."

Where is the clock on the stove?

Qian Yiqun was surprised and thought that his master had shown his magical powers and changed his mind. He lit the lamp and looked at the stove. He still looked like he was normal. Where did the clock come from?

If Taoist Qian turned around and said to his master, "I didn't see the clock", the practice of the Great Dao will be eliminated. Because the clock is the end, it will naturally not reach the end. Even if an ordinary person lets such a prophecy fall on his body, this body will be over! Not to mention Qian Yiqun's talented and spiritual spirit, this crow's mouth is very powerful!

It should also be where Qian Yiqun is located.

In the light of Yidou, Qian Yiqun was about to turn around when he was suddenly attracted by an "oil bottle".

This "oil bottle" was not an "oil bottle" at all when he looked carefully. I saw that the object was raised with a palm, and there was a copper piece in the shape of a mountain on the top. Qian Yiqun reached out to get it, and the oil and dirt that had accumulated for many years on the wooden handle was sticky and greasy. He gently lifted the object, but saw that there was indeed a bell under the wooden handle. There were traces on the face of the clock, and there was a small tongue made of copper in the chamber.

The bottom of the clock mouth was flat, slightly larger than Qian Yiqun's palm. Qian Yiqun held the clock with his left palm, and gently supported his left wrist with his right hand, and presented it to his master respectfully.

Taoist Mu did not take it, but said, "I will give this emperor bell to you."

Qian Yiqun said, "Thank you for your reward, Master."

"I'm not busy, thank you," Mu Dao Ren said lightly, "I will send you another set of Liuling Ba Chong for your teacher."

Qian Yiqun heard that there was a spell that was more flattering than just now, and he kowtowed without anyone urging him, and he had already developed a habit.

The Emperor Bell is also known as the Three Qing Bells and Dharma Bells. Because this must be used as a guide when we invite all saints, it is called the Emperor Bell. The mountain character fork on the top is called "Sword" to symbolize the Three Qings. Generally, only moral masters and high-quality masters can use this Emperor Bell. Therefore, there is a saying: "The Dharma Bell is always strong, and the gods and ghosts are respected." It is an indispensable magic weapon in the rituals.

On this Qionglong Mountain, I will naturally not talk about Maopuwu. Even Shangzhen Temple has not done any rituals seriously. Although I have to use the imperial bell in the morning and evening work, Qian Yiqun, an outsider, cannot observe it at will, so naturally he has no impression. Now, he has taken the imperial bell in his hand, holding the handle in his right hand, and the mouth of the bell is facing down, but he has not taken it back.

"The Emperor Bell is easy to learn but difficult to master, so you can write it down." said Mu Taoist.

Qian Yiqun was afraid that he would "I forgot" again, so he quickly concentrated and held his breath. He leaned forward with both ears and refused to miss a word.

"Take the bell as the sutra," Mu Dao Ren played a lot when he was young, but he didn't recall it for too long. Shuangli said, "The bell is called Lin on the left side of the sutra. It is called Lang on the right side, and when it shakes left and right, it is Linlang resounding. My set of Liuling Ba Chong is just this action, neither rounding nor other fancy."

Qian Yiqun nodded slightly and said in his heart: This emperor bell is covered with such a thick layer of putty, I don’t know if it can still ring.

Taoist Mu made a throaty sound and began to recite the mantras of "Liuling Ba Chong". He started chanting the general outline and sang the rhyme of the scriptures, passing on the key points, mantras, and techniques of each rush to Qian Yiqun.

Qian Yiqun was worried that he had a bad memory, so he missed his master's mantra and finally got a defective product. After two sentences, he realized that his master's magic was directly engraved in his heart. He had an experience of oral transmission and heart teaching, and this time he happened to be familiar with it, and he was silent in the sea of ​​spiritual aggregates, thinking carefully about the sound of the sky.

It turns out that the Ba Chong of the Flowing Bell is not an ordinary magic, but a profound skill that combines the technique and art into one body. The so-called Flowing Bell is an alias for the Emperor Bell, and the other is a unique rhythm. Ordinary Taoists use "wind-blowing bells" in the outlines of the chanting, raising the Heavenly Lord, and using "dripping bells" in the places where they recite scriptures, rituals, and confessions. However, the Mu Taoist only uses Flowing Bells throughout the work, so they are called Flowing Bells.

Ba Chong took the alias of Bafeng Points. These Bafeng Points are the same name as the Bafeng Points under the foot of the doctor, but are different in reality. They are eight tricks for the spiritual aggregate to flow in the human body. In these eight places, the spiritual aggregate, which was originally like water, will be stuck, so that it can pass like wind blowing through. Once the Eight Wind Points are opened, the spiritual aggregate can pour into the Qingxin Bell like water breaking the dike, stimulating the formation on the bell.

It is said that after the eight orifices are fully opened, this clock can even use the power of destroying the world.

The Mu Taoist's eyes were blank, his lips were mechanically opened, and even his tone changed a lot, as if he was possessed by someone. This is the symbol of the teaching of the heart. No matter how many generations of the martial arts and the rituals were passed down, as long as the heart and heart were connected, you could always hear the voice of the first master of the martial arts.

"This method is practiced by heaven and man, and does not contain any words. When the sergeant learns, he will be promoted to a heavenly official; when the sergeant learns, he will march through the three realms; when the sergeant gets it, he will be alive for many years. You should practice the truth carefully, be cautious and not ignore it." Taoist Mu took a long breath, which was considered to end the teaching tonight.

The morning birds in the mountains were crying, but the sky was as bright as a curtain, but it was almost dawn.

With the gradually brightening sky light, Mu Taoist's body also emitted a faint light, becoming more and more illusory.

Qian Yiqun struggled out of the joy of being taught the secret method, threw himself into Mu Dao Ren's knees, and exclaimed: "Master is going to abandon me!"

"Idiot, when we meet, we will be separated, why is this?" Mu Taoist still had the same voice, but the person almost turned translucent.

"Master, at least tell me how to go in the future?" Qian Yiqun said anxiously, "Where can I find the master again?"

"If you give you a path, you will only have one path. If you don't give you a path, you will have endless paths. Can't you see through it?" Mu Taoist raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Well, I'll help you for a while. Let's hear clearly!"

"I am a teacher, not a god,

The true God has only one mind.

All principles and laws have no true meaning,

If you see through, you will be a Taoist."

The Mudao people's mouth occupied a verse and completely disappeared into the sky light, as if they had never been there.
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