That scripture has been my Zen Buddhism for nearly 100,000 years, and no one has successfully cultivated it, and no one has ever seen it-

Nirvana Sutra!

Xuan Jizi directly twitched his brain, was stunned for a long time, and suddenly frowned and asked, "Nirvana Sutra?

Looking at Xuan Ming's face, Xuan Jizi was stunned, "Nirvana Sutra, it won't be that Nirvana Sutra, right?"

"Is there a second Nirvana Sutra in this world?" Xuan Ming said lightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is it really the Nirvana Sutra with the same name as the Divine Doom Breaking Decision created by the Divine Venerable?" Xuan Jizi jumped up and shouted.

"Yes. Monk Xuanming nodded, "These two scriptures were created by the two great powers before they sat down, and no one has successfully cultivated them for nearly 100,000 years, and these two scriptures are also unsolved mysteries in the Gongfa world." ”

After listening to Xuan Ming's words, Xuan Jizi opened his mouth, moved his lips a few times, and muttered, "This... It's providence. Is it?"

"What?" Xuan Ming didn't hear what Xuan Jizi said, and asked out loud.

Xuan Jizi looked at Xuan Ming, with a trace of fear in his eyes, and cold sweat oozing from his face, "The technique that Ye Ling cultivated is the god created by the Divine Venerable to break the doom!"

"What did you say?" Xuan Ming was startled, and his hands tightly wrapped around Xuan Jizi's shoulders, "You said that Ye Ling's cultivation is a god to break the doom?"

"Yes. Xuan Jizi was frightened, and looked at Xuan Ming a little inexplicably, "That's right, Ye Ling's cultivation is a god to break the doom, I gave it to him." ”

"What did you give him?

"I've cultivated, and now I've cultivated to the Yuanying Realm. Xuan Jizi knocked down Xuan Ming's hope with one sentence.

"How is it possible? In this way, Yeling is completely out of the predetermined trajectory, no wonder, no wonder... Xuan Ming muttered.

"What a trajectory. Xuanjizi asked.

"You don't have to know. Xuan Ming gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were a little cold, and Xuan Jizi looked at him with some fear.

Ye Ling walked into the aperture and raised his hand to take down the scriptures on the altar.

The scripture flashed into Ye Ling's eyebrows.

Ye Ling looked at the altar and reached out to touch it, the light on the altar was even better, and Ye Ling suddenly felt a sad emotion.

This emotion was floating here, Ye Ling clearly felt that there was something in his dantian that was going to come out, but nothing came out, Ye Ling thought for a while, and sat directly on the altar.

Ye Ling made a seal with one hand, sat cross-legged, and on the altar of the Buddha, the Nirvana Sutra operated on its own in Ye Ling's body.

One after another of nirvana power surged in Yeling's body, destroying Yeling's body.

Nirvana, Nirvana, is to break everything and build everything on the basis of nothingness.

Ye Ling's body was constantly cracking, but the origin did not decrease, which proved that this body destruction was completely harmless to Ye Ling.

Blood gushed out again from the left hand that had been severed, and some jet-black blood also flowed out of Ye Ling's body, which was the bruise formed by the dark wound Ye Ling had suffered before.

Ye Ling's bones also made a clicking sound, this is the process of Ye Ling's bones being broken and reconnected, Ye Ling gritted his teeth and said nothing, this pain has long been beyond the endurance of human beings, but at this moment Ye Ling has endured it.

The green tendons on his face were agitating, layer by layer of skin was peeling off, and section by section of bone ballast was fading off Yeling's body.

This process lasted for almost two hours.

Ye Ling's severed left hand also grew back, and on the Buddhist altar where Ye Ling was sitting cross-legged, there were still skin and bones mixed with blood.

Ye Ling's soul was restored to a complete state with the powerful repair ability of the Nirvana Sutra, and even far surpassed before.

Now, Ye Ling's soul is complete, and this moment is the moment when Ye Ling breaks through to the king.

"What's going on?" a few old Zen monks asked in confusion as they looked at Ye Ling.

"What's that?" Xuan Ming also looked at Ye Ling and turned back to ask Xuan Jizi.

Xuanjizi scratched his head, "I don't know, it's just... ”

Xuan Jizi was stunned for a moment, now Ye Ling's situation is not the first time he has seen it, on the Sword Peak, Ye Ling also appeared when he was cultivating.

Ye Ling was sitting cross-legged, and a ring appeared at the back of his head, and the Buddha light that would only appear when he practiced Buddhism was at this time, but at this moment there was a real existence behind Ye Ling's head.

The primordial infant in the dantian also reappeared under the power of Nirvana Sutra. In the final analysis, the recasting of this Yuan Infant is not only the power of the Nirvana Sutra but also the credit of the Ye Ling Bitter Sea, when Ye Ling detonated the Yuan Baby, the bitter sea wrapped the Yuan Baby, on the one hand, to avoid Ye Ling's body from suffering greater damage, on the other hand, it protected a trace of the origin of the Yuan Baby, providing the greatest help for the Nirvana Sutra to recast the Yuan Baby, after all, without the origin, the Nirvana Sutra is against the sky, and it is impossible to Nirvana.

At this moment, Ye Ling's state is excellent, under the power of this Yuan Infant Rebirth and the integrity of his soul, Ye Ling resolutely pushed his cultivation a big step forward and impacted the King Realm!

However, just as Ye Ling was impacting the King Realm, two phantoms appeared behind Ye Ling.

Two very large phantoms, five feet high, both figures are human figures, but they can't see their faces clearly, and they are both sitting behind Ye Ling.

A figure, dressed in white, with long hair flowing and a long sword on his knees.

Another figure, dressed in a robe, has a thousand feet of Buddha light behind its smooth head, and countless millimeters of light are more set off with its profound Dharma, this figure has a vajra horizontal on its knees, and holds a bowl in its palm.

Several old monks looked at the phantom behind Ye Ling and looked at each other for a long time, "That phantom can't be the ancestor, right?"

"Look at the lines of the vajra, this vajra is clearly the ancestor's weapon. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, look at the bowl again, the bowl is the ancestor's bowl!"

"That's the patriarch. ”

Several old monks knelt on the ground in unison, kowtowed respectfully nine times, straightened up, folded their hands, sang a Buddha name, and then kept staring at the phantom behind Ye Ling.

Xuan Ming naturally knelt on the ground, that was the founding patriarch of Zen Buddhism, and Xuan Ming, as the current sect master, had to kneel.

Xuanjizi didn't have anything, he stood there stunned, thinking to himself: There are two phantoms this time, one is the same as the one that appeared last time when Ye Ling was cultivating at Sword Peak, and the other is the ancestor Buddha Venerable of Zen Buddhism, so that phantom should be the Divine Venerable!!

Xuanjizi jumped up at once, Shenzun! That's the phantom of Shenzun!

What is the secret of this kid Yeling?

Yeling was still sitting cross-legged, wondering what was going on outside?

Om Ma Ma Horn Mi Mi -

The sound of the Buddha is chanted here, and countless light feathers float down around the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Countless monks were surrounded outside the Scripture Pavilion, and countless novices sat outside the Scripture Pavilion and recited the scriptures.

Yeling has a roaring sound here, and it is easier to help people enter the Tao, and the little novice outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion does not need to say much, but these old monks who have been trapped on the bottleneck for thousands of years have been a little loose.

Even the Xuanjizi who does not practice the Dharma has made some progress in cultivating in this sound and the roar of the Buddha's voice.

The scriptures are like songs, turning into pieces of light scattered around Yeling, and countless scriptures appear here.

The Nirvana Sutra is worthy of being the last work of the Buddha, and the power of Nirvana makes Ye Ling directly transform.

Ye Ling's eyelids moved, and the two phantoms behind him dissipated into the clouds in an instant.

Outside, several old monks were already arguing.

"This kid, the old man wants to accept him as a disciple. ”

"Amitabha, Lao Gu also has this intention. ”

"Old guy, your law is not suitable for that little guy, you see that kid is obviously an unruly guy, so you should worship me as a teacher!"

Xuanjizi listened to the old monks arguing, put his hand on his forehead, and shook his head, how can this scene seem familiar?

Xuan Ming only said one word, and several old monks were also like those big guys at Sword Peak back then.

"This little guy's surname is Night. ”

A few old monks were stunned for a moment, as if they had eaten fly, their faces were ugly, and after hesitating, a few old monks left the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and outside the pavilion, they snorted heavily!

Frightened, the little novices who wanted to listen to the Buddha's voice outside the scripture pavilion ran away.

Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes, looked at the left arm of the new student, and touched it gently, this is really a touch that has not been seen for a long time, Ye Ling's eyes were moist in an instant, but then Ye Ling used his skills to get rid of his tears, and Xuan Jizi was still outside, so he saw how embarrassing he was to cry!

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