It was a little faint glow, the light source was not big, like a firefly, but it was very clear and soft and bright, and it was hard to ignore it.

"This is……"

Qi Xiang looked at it a little and knew the origin of such a thing. It was also the harvest of his adventure in sneaking into the underground casino and Mr. Hard seized food from the hands of Luxiping.

There is a mystery hidden in the stone walls of the cave.

This mystery is the Guanyin light and shadow figure in the stone wall. The lifelike figure was when the old monk was transformed into a rainbow, and he condensed his lifelong belief and imprinted it on the stone wall through some magical power.

This supernatural power is Guanyin Guan, which is the Buddhist method of visualization.

Taoism has contemplation, while family has visualization.

Contemplation, also known as contemplation, conserving the spirit. Conservation refers to the storage of thoughts, contemplation refers to the state of contemplation.

To put it bluntly, it means to think about the gods in one's own body. Taoism believes that God is everywhere and exists, and there are gods inside and outside the body. If you can think about these gods, God will place his body and achieve the goal of long-lasting vision.

The objects of contemplation are very wide, including contemplation of celestial phenomena (sun, moon, five stars, clouds and fog), scenery (qi, flames), human body (five internal organs, dantian), and divine truth (inner spirit and external spirit).

Qi Xiang’s secret text of water and moon belongs to the category of contemplation.

Visualization is similar to thinking and has some differences. The so-called visualization means visualizing an object by focusing on the central thoughts, which can cure delusions such as greed and other delusions, and then reach the Great Perfection state where all dharmas are empty.

Visualization, also known as visualization and chanting Buddha's name, Buddhism believes that if a monk observes one of the thirty-two aspects of the Buddha, he can eliminate nine billion nayuta's serious sins of life and death for several kalpas of sand and dust in the Ganges River, achieve great transcendence, and become a Buddha in the flesh.

The old monk was Guanyin's protector, so what he visualized was naturally Guanyin's appearance.

When he was in the rainbow, the wonderful Guanyin pictures left behind were definitely full of Guanyin's charm. If he could comprehend day and night, he might be able to transform into a rainbow in the body and become a Buddha on his own.

Of course, it's just possible, and it doesn't mean it can be done.

After all, such great fortune also requires great perseverance and practice it for a hundred years.

Qi Xiang thought to herself that she would not be able to endure this kind of suffering without the interest in becoming a monk. If her thoughts are not sincere, no matter how fate is there, it is equivalent to being empty.

Besides, this opportunity has been missed, or it has been ruined by him.

In order to deal with Lu Xiping, he did not hesitate to use the power of the relics and let Guanyin on the stone wall bless him, so he could barely compete with Lu Xiping for no difference.

But in this way, the Guanyin imprint on the stone wall will naturally disappear. However, a little bit of inspiration will remain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A little bit of spiritual light has spiritual light.

This thing is a bit useless. Qi Xiang already has the method of thinking. He is not very interested in the method of visualization. But this spiritual light is also very strange, so it can't be thrown away in vain, right?

While Qi Xiang was thinking, he suddenly heard a little movement. He quickly withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness and opened his eyes to look again.

At this time, a figure was protruding his head outside the door.

The two of them just met, and the man grinned and smiled honestly: "I heard from grandpa that you are awake, I'll take a look..."

Okay, the life-saving benefactor appears.

Qi Xiang quickly raised her hand and greeted with a smile: "Brother Lin..."

"My name is Dazhu..."

The man walked in. He was tall and had strong muscles. He was indeed very similar to a big pillar. He was about the early twenties and looked a bit immature and in his prime.

Unlike Qi Xiang, who has been working hard in society for many years, he has become an old man.

"Brother Dazhu, thank you for saving me."

Qi Xiang smiled and said, "If it weren't for you, I'd probably become a salted fish."

"No, no..."

Lin Dazhu waved his hand in a hurry and said, "I just happened to pass by. I saw that there was a dangerous situation, so I can't ignore it."

"It's hard to say..."

Qi Xiang sighed lightly: "After all, enthusiastic people like the Dazhu brothers are becoming less and less common now. It is very rare and precious to see injustice and bravery when seeing righteousness."

"It should be, it should be..." Lin Dazhu blushed a little. It may be that few people praised him in person. He was a little uncomfortable and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Are you okay? Are you hurt better?"

"Just be unable to die." Qi Xiang said freely: "As for the injury, healing slowly, he will always be cured."

"But your injury is very serious." Lin Dazhu hesitated and said, "Grandpa said, you were beaten by a master, and your fierce fist exploded in your chest. It's also a blessing to not die..."

Qi Xiang blinked her eyes and wanted to say something. She suddenly heard Mr. Lin shouting outside: "Dazhu, don't be lazy, come out and cook the medicine for me!"

"Ah, here we come..." Lin Dazhu went out in a hurry.

Qi Xiang smiled, her palm gently covered her chest, and she could clearly feel that most of the sternum had been broken into pieces and almost sunken.

Sternum rupture and meridian damage, so miserable...

Qi Xiang sighed, but was not very panicked. After all, as long as the other person is not dead, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be saved, and it will take some time.

"Wait, maybe that's possible."

Suddenly, Qi Xiang's inspiration flashed and she had a novel idea.

"Guanyin saves the world and saves all living beings. This spiritual light... I don't know if it will be effective for the injuries."

Thinking of this, Qi Xiang closed her eyes, and her soul sank into the sea of ​​consciousness again, and then carefully drove the spiritual light, causing the spiritual light to move little by little from the sea of ​​consciousness.

The light of inspiration came out from the middle of his eyebrows, then passed through the twelve floor, and slowly reached his chest.

At this moment, Qi Xiang felt a cool feeling in her chest. The pain that was almost numb and there were signs of recovery. At least the blood clots accumulated in her chest spread out bit by bit.

It's crisp, numb, and a little itchy.

This is a good phenomenon...

Qi Xiang endured the pain, and his mental power also reached his chest, pulling the broken bones in his chest bit by bit to connect.

The wound cracked again, causing his forehead to sweat profusely and his face was a little pale.

But at this moment, the spiritual light emitted a cool breath, silently moistening the wound, repairing the disabled meridians, flesh and bones.

More than ten minutes passed. Qi Xiang's forehead and body were surging sweat, and she had soaked her pillowcase and sheets.

However, the results were also very significant. The injuries in his chest were recovered. His sternum returned to the right, the accumulated blood dissipated, and the broken meridians were spliced ​​and continued.

The major injury is fine, so the next step is to recuperate carefully. When the slightly cracked bones, meridians, and flesh wounds naturally heal, you will be safe and sound.

Of course, the price is that the clear spiritual light has almost disappeared at this time, leaving only a tiny slight light at the tip of the needle, very vague, as if the candle in the wind could disappear and dissipate at any time.

"What a pity."

Qi Xiang was a little regretful, but he didn't expect that the effect of the spiritual light was comparable to the heaven-returning talisman. He was thinking about it when he had recovered for a few days and recovered some energy, he would draw the talisman to save himself and deal with his injuries.

Unexpectedly, under the rehabilitation of the spirit, the serious injury improved directly, which saved the trouble of drawing talismans.

“Huh?”

When Qi Xiang sighed, the vague and shiny light suddenly flashed lightly, but it was not fleeting, but it flashed a little more brightly.

“What’s the situation?”

Qi Xiang was shocked and then was delighted again.

He hurriedly focused on studying. Then he found that the slight light of the needle's tip was actually recovering bit by bit. Although the process was very slow, the spiritual light was indeed recovering its vitality. It seemed that it was gathering energy and shining again.

"How can this be done?"

Qi Xiang was surprised and unexpectedly, she could actively restore and restore when the spirit was exhausted. It was magical.

He was about to study the light of inspiration further, but another movement came from outside the door.

"Brother, the medicine is ready."

At this time, Lin Dazhu walked into the room slowly with a bowl of black Chinese medicine.

Qi Xiang had no choice but to put down her spirit first, looked up and smiled, "Please trouble you."

"No trouble..." Lin Dazhu put the medicine on the table before shifting his eyes. Then he was stunned and panicked: "Brother, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Qi Xiang was stunned, and then realized that he was sweating profusely, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was very weak, as if he was about to die. No wonder Lin Dazhu was panicked.

"grandfather……"

Lin Dazhu shouted: "Come in quickly."

"What's wrong."

In an instant, Uncle Lin made rapid progress, his pace was very agile and fast.

"Look..."

Lin Dazhu said anxiously: "He... the situation is so serious, should I send it to the hospital?"

"I'm fine."

Qi Xiang was so amused and cried, and was a little grateful to Lin Dazhu for his concern.

Uncle Lin glanced at him, frowned, and then he leaned over without saying a word, grabbed his palm and looked at Qi Xiang's pulse.

At this time, Qi Xiang knew it and realized it first. She twitched her arm slightly and avoided Mr. Lin's investigation. A smile appeared on his face and said softly: "I'm really okay, don't worry."

Uncle Lin's eyes narrowed, and after a moment of careful examination, he turned around and said, "Dazhu, go chop firewood and prepare supper."

"Grandpa, but he..." Lin Dazhu was a little stunned.
To be continued...