Monk Hong Xin moved his finger away from Jiang Anyi's size and said with a smile: "It's okay." Jiang Anyi checked his body. The true qi was running smoothly and he felt a hundred times more energetic.

Jiang Huang exhaled a long sigh, recited the Buddha's name, stroked his chest and said, "No, I have to burn another incense for the Buddha to let the Buddha bless the whole family with peace and safety." As he said that, he took An Yong and Yan'er to the main hall together, and only Jiang Anyi and Monk Hong Xin were left in the room.

"Master, what happened to me just now?"

"Your true qi reversed and almost became obsessed with it. Have your master never taught you how to use true qi?"

Jiang Anyi was silent. He didn't have any teachings from his master. He just practiced true qi according to the mind method in the memory of the demon and combined with the feelings of the demon. However, he did not know that the practice of true qi should be carried out step by step. When it accumulates to a certain extent, the Ren and Du meridians must be opened. Otherwise, the true qi will be filled with depression and will not be transformed. In the mild case, the whole body will be paralyzed, and in severe case, the whole body will explode and crush it to pieces. Today, Jiang Anyi's false use of true qi triggers the reversal of true qi, and he is about to go into the devil. Fortunately, Monk Hong Xin clears the blockage for him and survives.

Seeing that Monk Hong Xin's expression was solemn, Jiang Anyi knew that this matter was extraordinary, so he hurriedly said: "The young student accidentally saw a book of mental methods, and was curious and practiced according to the book."

Monk Hong Xin was speechless. He dared to practice internal skills without guidance from his master. This was no different from seeking death. He had to persuade him: "This matter is extremely dangerous. Don't practice the mental method again in the future, otherwise your life will be difficult to protect."

There are many benefits to practicing the mind method. Jiang Anyi has already tasted the sweetness. He is willing to give up lightly. He listened to Monk Hongxin's tone and knew that he was an expert, so he begged: "Please give me some advice."

Monk Hong Xin was speechless when he looked at Jiang Anyi. His mind method was not taught by his true disciples. The "Heart Sutra of Subduing Demons" he practiced was the secret of Mingpu Temple that he did not teach. He didn't even tell Chong'er. Doesn't this young man know how precious the inner strength of the mind method is?

Close your eyes slightly, turn the rosary in your hand, and Monk Hong Xin recited the scriptures silently.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Anyi knew that he was rash and had nothing to say and said, "Brother Fang is okay, I want to go and see him."

"He was not seriously injured, but his hands were overly swollen. I had someone apply medicine to disperse blood stasis. If you want to see him, please follow me." Monk Hong Xin stood up and brought Jiang Anyi to the next door.

Fang Zhizhong was lying on the bed, wearing a shirtless cotton coat, and the two shoulders were green, and herbs were applied to dispersed silt. When he saw his uncle bringing Jiang Anyi in, Fang Zhizhong rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Brother Fang, I felt like I was having a devil just now, and I just wanted to vent my heart. I was so sorry for your arms being hurt." Jiang Anyi apologized sincerely.

Fang Zhizhong glanced at Jiang Anyi, saw that he was sincere, waved his hand hard, and said, "Forget it, it's normal that you can't stop when you are in the competition. Speaking of which, you are as thin as a monkey, and you are quite strong. No one has ever knocked me to the ground except for your uncle."

Jiang Anyi was a little amused and wailed when he was evaluated as a monkey, but Fang Zhizhong spoke frankly and was a real person. Jiang Anyi liked it very much. Thinking of the monk Hong Xin saying that he "can't stand the coldness of the temple, he is greedy for wine and greedy for food," Jiang Anyi had a sudden inspiration and said, "Brother Fang, the temple is full of hardships. You are not a monk, so you might as well go to my house. My house has good wine and good food, so you can eat enough."

Fang Zhizhong swallowed and refused firmly, "If you don't go, I'll follow my uncle."

Monk Hong Xin was a little moved. Jiang Anyi once spent 200 taels of silver to buy tea trees. His family should be very wealthy. Seeing Jiang Anyi's appearance, he really likes Zhizhong. When he reaches the Jiang family, he will definitely be better than staying in a temple, and he can worship Buddha with peace of mind. Thinking of this, Hong Xin looked at Fang Zhizhong with a loving face and said, "I'm crazy, you have not yet broken your relationship, why do you follow me? Jiang Tanyue is so majestic, not a thing in the pool. You can make a difference in your future with him, which is far better than suffering in a cold temple."

"If I don't go, I will follow you." Fang Zhizhong said, and the big man burst into tears.

"Brother Fang, my house is only thirty miles away from Anlong Temple. If you want to be a master, you can come to the temple at any time. Besides, the master can also come to my house to see you when you have time." Jiang Anyi advised lightly, Fang Zhizhong thought about it without saying a word.

Seeing Fang Zhizhong a little moved, Jiang Anyi turned around and said to Monk Hongxin: "Master, please rest assured. Brother Fang will be my relatives after he arrives at my house. My mother and brother, and sister are kind people. He will not treat Brother Fang badly."

Jiang Huang came in from outside the door and said, "I heard everything Yi'er said just now, and I like this big man very much. If this child doesn't dislike me, I would like to accept him as his godson and treat him as his own flesh and blood."

Monk Hong Xin put his palms together, recited the Buddha's name, bowed deeply to Jiang Huang, and said, "Thank you, Madam." He turned around and looked at Fang Zhizhong, with tears in his eyes and said, "Zhong'er, why don't you pay homage to your righteous mother."

Fang Zhizhong saw his uncle crying and did not dare to disobey. He got up and lay on the ground and kowtowed three times, saying, "Greetings to mother."

Jiang Anyi hurriedly mixed him up and smiled and said, "Brother Fang, we will be a family in the future."

Yan'er stood beside Fang Zhizhong, gestured at her height, and smiled and said, "Why is this big brother so tall? My mother said she would grow tall when she eats meat. Does he eat meat every day?"

Jiang Anyong was still a little angry and tilted his head and said, "Big man, you threw my wine gourd. When will I pay me a penalty for it?" Fang Zhizhong scratched his head embarrassedly, knowing that he was in a wrongdoing and didn't say anything.

Monk Hong Xin had already burst into tears, and monks were also human beings. When asked Jiang Huang to sit down, Monk Hong Xin began to talk about Fang Zhizhong's life experience, saying that his father Fang Ninghou was a Wuqiwei from Dazheng. Beimo captured Yuanning County and died for the country. His mother and Fang Zhizhong were infected on the way to escape. After finally supporting him, he was left alone. As a monk, he could only leave his nephew to others, which made Fang Zhizhong suffer a lot.

When it comes to emotions, monks shed tears of affection, and only then did they touch the sad things, crying with a "whimper" sound. Jiang Huang's tears accompanied him, causing everyone to be sad.

Jiang Huang's family inevitably talked about the past when his husband died of poverty. When he talked about Jiang Anyi's sudden thunder two years ago, he was struck by lightning two years ago and was unknown to life and death, monk Hong Xin moved his eyebrows and promoted the Mingpu Temple seven years ago, and went south to spread the Dharma. Master Guangming, the master, gave him a verse: Dead trees meet dead trees, and spring comes again in spring. Anlong sits meditation, opportunity comes because of thunder. He built Anlong Temple himself, practiced quietly, and realized that his cultivation was getting deeper and deeper, but there were few pilgrims in the deep mountains and wild temples. How to spread the Dharma? Two years ago, the old tea on the top of the mountain was robbed, and the dead trees and opportunities came because of thunder. However, the dead trees meet dead trees, and today it will be clear.

Monk Hong Xin looked at Jiang Anyi differently. Could this young man in front of him be his own opportunity? Going south to spread the Dharma is his life's wish, and today's fate cannot be missed. After a careful look at Jiang Anyi, Monk Hong Xin took a breath of air conditioning. The young man's face was very strange. The black air in the seal hall was faint, but there was a red light that rushed straight into the heaven. This was the appearance of a dead tree in spring.

After suppressing the surprise, Monk Hong Xin smiled indifferently: "I see Tan Yue's appearance is strange. I understand the art of face. I want to meet Tan Yue. I wonder if it is possible?"

This is a good thing that cannot be asked for, of course I will not refuse. Monk Hong Xin said to the others: "Although the face of the face is a little trick, it is a secret of heaven, and it is a bad idea. You can wait in the hall for a while."

When the Zen room was quiet, Monk Hong Xin looked at Jiang Anyi seriously and said for a while: "Tan Yue Yin Hall is a dark master, and he lost his father's family to his poor family. He had a great disaster before he was fifteen years old, which was extremely evil. There was a red light coming out of the darkness, which is a sign of movement. There is a saying in this aspect, which is called "Dry trees meet spring."

Jiang Huang had already said these things just now. Jiang Anyi naturally didn't believe that Monk Hong Xin saw it from his own face. He took Fang Zhizhong in his house. The monk gave him a free divination and said something nice. He listened with a slight attitude, and Jiang Anyi nodded.

"After the catastrophe, the dark color fades away. Generally, the masters of the court will think that this is the appearance of the fortune of the catastrophe, and from then on, the future is smooth and smooth. In fact, it is not the case." Monk Hong Xin pinched the rosary beads and kept turning, and continued: "The dark color of Tan Yue Yintang is hidden under the skin, becoming more and more dangerous. If you are not careful, you will suffer a bloody disaster and kill your body, and even extend your family."

Jiang Anyi felt a sudden heart. Monk Hong Xin said nothing. First, there was a marquis and a scoundrel disaster recently. He didn't even know who his opponent was. He recruited the most important thing, so he also wanted to use him to protect his family.

"A dead tree meets spring, like sailing against the current, you need to be careful at all times and be careful everywhere to get through it. I see that Tan Yue's life, opportunities are hidden in danger, and extraordinary people do extraordinary things. Tan Yue is destined to be different from ordinary people in this life. Be careful, encourage him, remember to always be compassionate, and you will be blessed by God and Buddha. Amitabha Buddha." Monk Hongxin put his hands together and chanted the Buddha, and the Dharma is solemn.

This monk had some Taoist practices, and thoughts flashed through Jiang Anyi's mind. He did not know that Monk Hong Xin studied under Master Guangliang of Mingpu Temple and was promoted to the throne at the age of 30. He was a famous master and eminent monk who admired Taoism in the south, so he was not famous. If he was in the north, he was a rare sensation in the world.

Jiang Anyi respectfully bowed and said, "Thank you, Master, for your advice."

Monk Hongxin has already determined that Jiang Anyi is the opportunity for him to go south to spread the Dharma. Of course, he would not send Jiang Anyi with a few words and smiled and said, "I think Tan Yue has a fate with the Buddha, but do you intend to be my Buddhist guardian?"

The Buddhist Dharma Protector Jiang Anyi was stunned. He was a Confucian disciple and always kept a distance from the gods and Buddhas. Besides, there was a demon in his body. If the Buddha discovered it, he would not have to surrender the demons.

Seeing that Jiang Anyi pondered but did not speak, Monk Hong Xin continued: "Confucianism governs the world with benevolence and righteousness, Taoism is quiet and inaction to nourish the body, Buddhism encourages people to do good and cultivate their minds, red flowers, white lotus roots, green lotus leaves, the source of the three religions is originally a family. Tan Yue can tell that Han Boxiong and Han Taibao were once my Buddhist guardian."

Han Taibao, the prime minister of Emperor Zhao of Zheng, was highly valued in the world. Unexpectedly, he was also a Buddhist guardian. Jiang Anyi was in a state of great excitement. He was able to become a Buddhist guardian like Han Taibao. It was truly a supreme glory. But what did this Buddhist guardian do? How could he be as good as Han Taibao?

When he heard Jiang Anyi's doubts, Monk Hong Xin smiled indifferently: "Although the Buddhist Dharma protectors protect the Dharma, their actions are still to do good and abandon evil, protect the country and the people, which is not contrary to what Confucians say. However, when encountering evil things such as destroying Buddhism and destroying temples and killing monks, the Buddhist Dharma protectors should stand up and subduing the demons and protecting the Buddhist. As for the status, in the eyes of my Buddha, all sentient beings are equal, and Han Taibao and Tan Yue have no distinction."

Jiang Anyi breathed a sigh of relief, saying that the Buddhist Dharma Protector is not at hindrance to him, nodding and responding: "Thank you for your kindness, Master, An Yi is willing to be the Buddhist Dharma Protector."

A piece of Bodhi wood, with the Buddha sitting statue on the front, and the back is engraved with the eight characters "Perform all good deeds, protect the country and protect the people". The wooden sign is simple and solemn, and looks a bit old.
Chapter completed!