Record of Extinction Destiny Chapter 60: Contrast yourself before and after

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Shi Xuan took out the Yin and Yang cylinder and released some of the restrictions inside: "This object can absorb water and hold things. Although it cannot hold a sea, it is more than enough for a large lake. It should be enough to deal with floods."

Fang took the yin and yang gas bottles with a solemn expression: "I will take all the people to thank my benefactor." Then she turned around and flew over the flood.

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In the flood.

There was a family of three swimming desperately towards the higher land holding a broken tree. However, the current was fast and the waves came in waves. They swam out three feet and were washed back five feet. Gradually, the child With no strength left, as soon as he let go, he was swept far away by the flood, struggling desperately in the water.

When his mother and father saw this, they held the wood and swam over to save him. But in the flood, the wood was not so easy to change direction. The father gritted his teeth and also loosened his hand, and with the help of a wave, he Go to the child. The mother was still somewhat sensible. She knew that if she went at this time, it would only be a drag and disturb her husband from saving his son, so she murmured: "The Great Merciful and Greatly Compassionate Purdue Bodhisattva, please save my husband and children. If it works, I must set up a nunnery at home, and from then on I will fast, chant sutras, and offer incense day and night.”

Pening is floating in the turbid water. She is a lady and can't swim at all. If the wet nurse hadn't desperately pulled her, she would have been buried in the water. But at this moment, both of them have no strength. They are slowly swimming. She sank into the water and struggled upward for a moment. When she felt the cold water covering her lips and reaching her nose, she finally despaired and closed her eyes. However, she felt very unwilling to do so. She was only twenty-eight years old and was in the prime of life. It is the most beautiful and brilliant time in life. How could I die like this? My all-powerful gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, whoever comes to save me, I will be your loyal believer from now on.

Such a scene does not only appear here, but is everywhere in the flood. Of course, some people who are trying to survive have no time to pray to the Bodhisattva, but their relatives and friends who are temporarily safe are helpless and can only You can seek some psychological comfort by praying to God or praying to Buddha, or hope that a miracle will happen.

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The high land above the water is now densely packed with people. They were the ones who were closest to here when the flood came, and they had a chance to escape.

As many people escaped from the flood or were rescued, there were more and more people here. This was nothing, but the flood was still rising. Just now, it was exposed The land on the water surface can submerge the insteps of people in the blink of an eye, so everyone rushes to higher ground.

But there were already people standing higher up, and the large number of people could not squeeze in no matter how hard they squeezed. Seeing that the water level under their feet was getting higher and higher, some people fought, some begged, and some lifted the children to themselves. Above their heads, more people are praying to gods and gods, hoping that some **** or Buddha can save them from the sea of ​​suffering.

Suddenly, a misty and sacred voice came from the sky: "I heard your prayers and came here to help you." The voice was not loud, but it echoed thousands of times, as if it resounded in everyone's hearts.

Everyone looked around excitedly and saw a majestic jade-faced Bodhisattva standing on a nine-level lotus platform, holding a white jade pure vase in his palm, with golden flowers falling all around him, and behind his head was a majestic and sacred golden light. If you listen carefully, you can seem to hear countless people reciting sutras and praying devoutly, which makes you feel calm and forget the worldly world. You look like a true god!

But it was Fang who saw that there was a way to save the water, so he revealed his true form. As a Shinto monk, he would never do good deeds without leaving his name.

"That, that is Pudu Bodhisattva!!" A believer of Fang family recognized the origin of this Bodhisattva and shouted excitedly.

When tens of thousands of people in despair saw the Bodhisattva coming, they were filled with ecstasy and gratitude. So they all fell to their knees and chanted in unison: "Pudu Bodhisattva is so merciful and compassionate, please save us."

Fang smiled slightly and said nothing. In the eyes of many people, he threw the white jade bottle. The white jade bottle grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became the size of a mountain, and then the bottle mouth Two huge streams of gas, one black and one white, are released downwards. Once one of them touches the water surface, the water is like a water dragon soaring into the sky, continuously flying into the mouth of the bottle.

Oddly enough, only the floodwaters were absorbed, while the people, wood, broken bricks, and broken tiles in the water remained intact.

After a few breaths, the loess under the high land reappeared in front of everyone. The people here were shocked and kowtowed again devoutly, silently chanting: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Bodhisattva."

After a few more breaths, the floodwaters had receded to the embankment. The mother of the family of three had already watched in despair as her husband held the children and sank under the water, but in the blink of an eye, she saw them lying peacefully. On the ground, she looked around in a daze, as if she didn't believe that it was air instead of water. Tears of surprise could not stop flowing from her eyes, and she kept chanting: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Bodhisattva. ”

Pei Ning was closing his eyes and waiting to die, but after a long time, he didn't see any water in his nose, so he opened his eyes blankly and looked around, only to see himself sitting in the yellow mud, with an extremely dirty wet nurse. He looked at himself blankly until he heard everyone's prayers and saw the Bodhisattva in mid-air, then he threw himself at the nurse crying and laughing.

When the flood water receded a few feet below the original water level, everyone saw Pudu Bodhisattva move his hand. The white jade pure bottle immediately retracted the black and white energy, then slowly became smaller and flew back to the Bodhisattva's palm.

As the Yin and Yang cylinders were withdrawn, the patter of rain also stopped, and streaks of sunshine fell from the sky. Fang looked gratefully at Shi Xuan, who was invisible in mid-air. It turned out that Shi Xuan used Tai Chi diagrams to disperse the dark clouds.

Bathed in the warm and hopeful golden sunshine, the people looked at Pudu Bodhisattva enthusiastically. Pudu Bodhisattva continued to say in that ethereal and sacred voice: "I can only save temporary emergencies, but you can still help me." Put yourself first and repair the embankment quickly, otherwise it will be another disaster the next time it rains."

Everyone had no idea of ​​refuting at this time, and they all said respectfully and piously: "I will obey the Bodhisattva's decree."

Fang gave up when he saw the situation, and slowly disappeared. Only the sound of gratitude was left.

Later generations recorded in Yangzhou records that in that year, strange and mysterious things frequently occurred in Yangzhou, which was a sign of change in the world.

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Above a white cloud, Mrs. Fang returned the Yin and Yang cylinders to Shi Xuan: "Thank you so much, my benefactor. To be honest, when I heard them praising me and praising me like that just now, I blushed a little. You really did your best. He is obviously a benefactor."

Shi Xuan played with the yin and yang two cylinders and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Speaking of which, Pindao has gained something, but those praises are far less than this."

Fang asked curiously: "What harvest, why didn't I see it?"

"Haha, some mental experiences. Mainly from two aspects. On the one hand, when I just saw the people struggling in the flood, Pindao was thinking, if Pindao doesn't have the magic power, what will happen to him when he encounters this kind of situation? What will the situation be like? The only answer is to resign yourself to fate and pray for help from others in despair. Therefore, immortality is the goal of spiritual practice. Being able to adapt to the state of mind for immortality is the key, but the ability to protect oneself is also indispensable. "Shi Xuan said lightly. Although it is not completely correct, the experience and understanding itself is a process of slowly eliminating the false and retaining the true. It is impossible to understand everything at once. At this stage, it is not bad to be able to reach this level.

Fang nodded, seeming to understand.

Shi Xuan continued: "On the other hand, compared to everyone's despair, sadness, and sadness just now, Pindao prefers the joy, touch, and tears in their eyes now that they have escaped death." He didn't say it clearly, after all, this This is Shi Xuan's little understanding of his own nature. Of course, it is also very superficial.

"Yes, I am the same." Fang said with a smile, then remembered something, covered her mouth and said, "My dear, your bottle is full of water, what should I do?"

"It's nothing. If you encounter a dry place on the road, just treat it as rain. If you don't encounter it, just dump it into the sea when you return overseas." Shi Xuan said nonchalantly, "Okay. , Pindao went back to Deshengqiao Temple and waited for Mrs. Fang. After Mrs. Fang used her magic to treat the injured, she remembered to come back and discuss the previous matter with Pindao. "Shi Xuan could have taken action, but Fang was here. Otherwise, it would seem superfluous.

Ms. Fang bowed in a complicated manner: "I must remember this."

Then Shi Xuan nodded and used the Shadowless Sword to escape back to Yangzhou City, while Fang directly lowered the cloud head and landed in her small riverside temple.

It was only then that Xu Jinyi arrived with a few disciples. Firstly, they received the news late, and secondly, their escape speed was not as fast as Shi Xuan's, so they only saw the scene after the flood receded, and heard that the people She could not help but be stunned by the words of gratitude to Pudu Bodhisattva. After a while, Xu Jinyi murmured: "It seems that Master Shi helped Fang behind her back."

Then she sighed softly and called her disciples back. Although she had no regrets about her choice, she always felt a little ashamed when facing the stone master.

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More than three months later, in late autumn, golden leaves danced in the wind.

"Haha, we finally succeeded." Fang said with a smile. Behind her head, there was another round of precious light, but it was no longer golden, but as bright as the bright moon. After several months of discussions with Shi Xuan, she finally found a way to absorb all of Shi Xuan's incense and wish power, but from then on, she had another **** name, Tianxuan Shangxian.

Of course, for Fang, this is not a problem at all. She is a wild child, not an orthodox Buddhist heritage, and because of Shi Xuan's relationship, she prefers Taoist immortals, so the immortals and bodhisattvas are only hers. It's just a title.

Shi Xuan put down a burden and felt relaxed in his heart: "Thank you so much, Mrs. Fang. I still have a few disciples that I need to visit, so I'll say goodbye today." Shi Xuan never thought of bringing Mrs. Fang here at all. In the world of cultivating immortals, because for Fang, there are not many masters in the middle-earth land at this stage, which is more suitable for her to gather incense.

"I hope that when I succeed in my practice in the future, I can see my benefactor again. Well, by then I will be able to use incense to condense a secret treasure. This is the collective effort of all people. For my benefactor, it may be There will be some wonderful uses. "Fang didn't want to stay. It was very normal for monks to part ways for several years or decades. As for the secret treasure, Fang didn't tell Shi Xuan. It would make her cultivation level take a step back. Even if she was a member of the Shinto, it would be difficult for her to make up her mind to refine it for herself.

Shi Xuan didn't care whether he wanted it or not, but he didn't want to hurt Fang's desire to repay his kindness, so he said: "Well, let's talk about it then."