My Death God Roommate - Chapter 213

Su Sifang saw Murong look desperate, and said with relief: “As I said just now, you have a deep buddha relationship and a root of wisdom; even if you don’t worship anyone as a teacher, you can practice, and practice is not in the form of your mind.”

If Mu Rong has realized something, Su Sifang said again: “It’s just that I see you are not here, the time has not come; Buddhism is not a place for people to escape reality.”

“She’s gone, and my homage is broken.”

“A life is not only about love. Some people are born with a mission. After all, they will never escape.”

But Mu Rong didn’t think of herself at all. She followed Su Sifang’s words and thought of Sang Yu.

“It’s getting late, go back and rest early. I’m going to a distant place in the near future. If you encounter any Dharma questions, you can come to me.”

“it is good.”

For seven consecutive days, Mu Rong went to Su Sifang’s room to study the Dharma every day, and it was all night when he talked about selflessness.

On the seventh day, Su Sifang took out a string of Buddhist beads and handed it to Mu Rong: “I will leave the day after tomorrow. I have to deal with some things tomorrow, I’m afraid I won’t have time. This string of bracelets has been with me for many years, and I will give it to you. .”

Mu Rong took the bracelet with both hands and thanked him.

“Where is the Quartet going?”

“Go out to learn something, I will come back if I fail to learn.”

“Then what if you succeed?”

Su Sifang smiled and said, “Then go to travel around the world and not come back.”

…

Somehow, Mu Rong heard a little parting from the seemingly joking words. She wanted to find out the answer from Su Sifang’s expression, but the other party was calm and calm.

Early the next morning, Su Sifang knocked on Hua Yunyue’s door.

After waiting for a long time, Hua Yunyue opened the door: “Girl Yunyue, I’m bothering you. Did you bother to rest?”

“No, is Master Sifang doing anything?”

“How about going out for a walk?”

“Okay, wait for me a moment.”

Hua Yunyue closed the door and stayed in the room for more than ten minutes before coming out. The two of them left the base and came to an empty slope.

“There are three things I want to get rid of Miss Yunyue.”

“please say.”

“I’m going out for a trip. Before that, I will go to the underground palace where the bones are not melted. The first thing is to ask Miss Yunyue to find a way to recall all the people in the underground palace to the base; the second thing is, if it is in the future Senior Sister Tong’s body is healed, please tell her: The Defying Fate Technique is a fair deal. Since Sangyu has not returned, the sacrifices will naturally be returned.”

“Will Sang Tong really heal!?”

“Maybe.”

“Where are you going?”

“Actually, I have already returned to the vulgarity a few days ago, and I don’t want to die in vain and simply return to the vulgarity to be an ordinary person and walk around with this dangerous burden.”

Hua Yunyue frowned: “Does Sang Tong know?”

“This is the third thing I asked Yunyue girl. If she asks about me, she will tell her what I have just said intact. By the way, I will tell her that I will voluntarily resign from my position as a consultant for the Special Event Management Bureau.”

“Why do you want to do this?” Hua Yunyue sees the relationship between the two of them. During the period when Sang Tong was mad, Su Sifang added new injuries every day, and the bleeding was more frequent. Even so, she still continued. Every day I deliver food to Sang Tong, and others do not listen to them.

Although she doesn’t know Su Sifang very well, it can be said that they have no chance of winning if they don’t lose their bones. She doesn’t want to be forgiven for death, but Hua Yunyue can’t believe that she will return to the vulgarity because of this!

“Do you have something unspeakable? Say it and we will work out a solution together.”

“No.”

“But… Sang Tong treats you as her own, so how can you let her accept it without saying goodbye? Her sister is gone…”

“It doesn’t matter how she sees or thinks. Whether she can accept this reality or not is her own business. I only hope that Miss Yunyue can help me once. From then on, the high mountains and the far away may never see each other again in this life.”

“Have you figured it out?”

Su Sifang nodded and said nothing.

“Well, I will first find a way to help you transfer the people from the base back.”

“Thank you.”

Su Sifang carried a simple suitcase on his back and walked toward the depths of the forest with a hundred and eight Buddha beads made of sunwood.

The mountain road was difficult, and it was already dark when she reached the underground palace.

Standing on the cliff and overlooking, the former village was razed to the ground, and there were no ruins left.

There were also several equipment parked on the clearing, and the mountain breeze blew through and whimpered, adding to the gloom.

Su Sifang sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff with his hands folded and closed his eyes.

Even if she told everyone that she was vulgar, but the soul still looked like the sun was overcast, and the Buddha light above her head was even brighter than it was then.

She took the Buddha beads placed on her body, and only took a step to the clearing under the cliff.

“Amitabha, if you are born, you will be utterly disastrous, but it’s a pity that the people who can stop you are not everywhere.”

After speaking, he threw the Buddhist beads in his hands high, and a hundred beads were coiled into a circle in mid-air, emitting golden light.

Su Si pointed in the direction and said: “Open!”

One hundred and eight pillars broke the rope and wanted to fly around. The speed was as fast as the meteors nailed into the open space neatly and uniformly, drawing out the location of all the Buddha beads, which happened to be a “swastika”.

The foot of Su Sifang is the center of the character “卍”.

She folded her hands together and recited the ancient and mysterious Sanskrit scripture, which lasted four hours.

When the last word was finished, there was a sound of “Om”, and the entire open space lit up.

The golden light was solemn and solemn, and a Buddhist “swastika” appeared on the entire open space.

“Unexpectedly, this obsession with not turning the bones will be so profound, and I can only delay it for three months if I have exhausted all my life’s learning.”

Su Sifang sighed and thought to himself that even though it was urgent, three months would be enough.

…

Time passed quickly like water, and a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Mu Rong locked himself in the room and meditated all day long. Except for the one hundred and eight Buddhist beads, Su Sifang left everything to Mu Rong and copied four Chinese scriptures for Mu Rong.

The content of the scriptures has long been familiar to the heart, and Mu Rong’s cultivation is even more rapid, and even when he is on the verge of opening the Yin and Yang eyes, I can occasionally see A Miao.

On the other side, in front of an unknown mountain flower planter.

Su Sifang’s hair was completely stretched and attached to her head, and her clothes were dirty and old with many holes. She looked up and saw that the mountains were towering in the clouds, and the narrow bluestone steps snaked up without end.

Su Sifang raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was more than a thousand kilometers from the southwest border. No one knew how Su Sifang came here through the dangerous jungle in a month.

She came to the first step and knelt down with her monk robe.

With a “boom”, her forehead knocked on the hard steps with a crisp sound, and she knelt step by step and walked up slowly and firmly.

The steps are very narrow. Kneeling and kowtow is very difficult, so Su Sifang did not skip the first step and worshiped step by step.

For a whole day and night, Su Sifang stayed where he could not see the top of the mountain and the bottom of the mountain.

A few days ago, it had just rained and the mountains were foggy. Both of her knees were worn out. Her bangs were sticky and greasy, and her forehead was purple and bloody.

Su Sifang’s expression was extremely exhausted, and he shook his side as soon as he took a step forward, so that he could hold onto a small tree in a panic to stabilize his figure.

A little Taoist boy came up from the fog and saw Su Sifang bowed and bowed: “Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Master has orders to ask Senior Sister to follow me up the mountain.”

Su Sifang smiled weakly: “Thank you.”

Sang Tong’s teacher and father greeted himself, but Su Sifang wanted to bow down, but the real person held his arm: “Mae nephew does not need to be like this, let me do it.”

“Thank you real person.”

When the two came to the main hall, Su Sifang knelt neatly in front of the Sanqing Statue. This time, the real Qing Xu did not stop him.

“Sanqing is on the top. Disciple Su Sifang has rebelled against Buddhism and regained his freedom. Today, he dared to go up the mountain and asked the three respected to go to the law to open up grace, and make an exception to teach his disciples the Taoist Supreme Secret Art.”

The true person of Qingxu asked Wenwang Gua and looked at the Gua in front of him and sighed heavily: “Nephew, you are a disciple of Dazong Senior Brother who closed the door. Can you think clearly about his high hopes for you?”

“Think clearly.”

“Let me ask you again, why do you want to learn the defying fate?”

“Save people.”

“But my bastard?”

Su Sifang did not answer.

“Rebel, rebel! It’s not enough for you to be obsessed with ruining yourself! Although the master’s kindness, the old man still has to persuade you. Although the magic of changing your fate, the more you get, the more you get. The more you lose, the more you lose. It is irreversible, cannot go back, or even lose your life, and it must not be used in a bad way, otherwise it will be lost. I will give you three more days to consider it.

Su Sifang knocked his head on the ground and said firmly: “Uncle Master, let Sifang call you Uncle Master for the last time. From now on, Sifang will be a Buddhist and abandoner who is not worthy to call you again. Su Sifang has already thought about it this way. Clearly, I am willing.”

“Well, in that case you will come with me.”

“Thank you Master Uncle.”

Although Su Sifang was born in the Buddhist school, and all the teachings are of the same origin, and the Buddhist and Taoist families have a lot in common, the speed of her practice still shocked the Qing Xu Zhenren.

Only fifteen days.

Sang Tong also spent 100 days in diligent study.

Su Sifang did not use it immediately after mastering the skills, but asked Qing Xu Zhenren to live in a wing room.

After training for more than half a month in this way, Su Sifang’s body recovered to its best condition and asked Dao Tong for the materials needed for the Defying Fate Technique.

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