Chapter 350: Volley Flying, Buddhist Temple Heritage
Lichen was carried by Venerable Jueyuan, walked through the cliff valley, and also experienced the feeling of a royal martial artist flying through the nine heavens with the magic power of Venerable Jueyuan.
Along the way, they didn't know how far they had traveled, walking through ancient mountains, stepping on waterfalls, and meeting several monks who were meditating in retreat along the way, looking simple and unpretentious, without any special appearance.
But in the perception of the dust, all the monks were like smoke and the sea, unfathomable, and they were obviously people with profound Taoism.
And Venerable Jueyuan took him all the way, and he didn't bother the monks, but Lichen was a little curious, where did this Venerable take him to? It's just that Uncle Jueyuan didn't want to speak, and he didn't want to ask.
This way opened his eyes, in this secret realm of Buddhism, he saw a lot of Buddhist masters, when the two of them walked to a mountain cliff and waterfall, and even saw a ragged monk sitting in the air under the waterfall.
The old monk's eyes were closed, and he couldn't see how he was working, and the water of the waterfall that rushed down actually split out of thin air above his head, turning into two broken streams and pouring down.
The martial artist's method of protection can naturally do this, but the strange thing is that Lichen did not feel any mana fluctuations on the monk's body, nor did he have any traces of the operation of the yuan force, as if the waterfall water retreated on its own when it hit the top of his head.
Venerable Jueyuan seemed to sense what he was thinking, so he spoke: "Senior Brother Juehui is one of the most advanced monks of my generation, and he is practicing Buddhism......
Hearing this, I can't help but change color in shock, this waterfall runs through dozens of zhang, I don't know where it flows, the surging river water pours down, and the rumbling sound that falls at the bottom of the waterfall is like a thunderstorm above the nine skies, which is very terrifying.
Seeing this Zen master sitting in the air under the waterfall, he knew that he must have a means to avoid water, but he never thought that this Zen master was actually practicing with this, and he was practicing Buddhism's mindfulness, which could make this river flow backwards, which was really amazing.
Jue Yuan bowed to the waterfall from afar, and did not disturb the monk, so he took the dust away, and Lichen also took this opportunity to ask them where they were going to turn this trip, which made the Venerable Jueyuan laugh.
"Monk, I told you before, that you walked the ancient road, it is the intention of the abbot Zen master, and now that you have walked out of it safely, I will naturally take you to meet the abbot......
Hearing this, he didn't ask anymore, but he was a little relieved in his heart, although the abbot Zen Master was indeed very famous in this temple, but after all, he had seen it a few times, and he was not too nervous.
As long as you don't take him to meet Uncle Kongyan in person, it's easy to discuss where you go.
Thinking of the scene in the Jialanbao Hall a few days ago, Lichen couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly, and after seeing the old Zen master's look that seemed to be smiling, he was really frightened.
Suddenly, I remembered that among the "Six Links of Buddhism", the famous "He Xintong", who has always liked to slander in his heart, was numb to his paws at that time. Since then, when he faced the Venerable Ones, he also tried his best to restrain his thoughts in his heart, just like a true Buddhist disciple, the four major ones were empty.
It can be said that among the shocks he has received since he crossed over, only that time was the deepest in the Jialanbao Palace. Since then, he can't help but have a little shadow on the old Zen master who practiced closed-mouth meditation.
Although this wonderful method is not the most subtle among the six paths of Buddhism, it is the most terrifying in the eyes of dust. After cultivating this wonderful method, the thoughts and thoughts of the people of the world will be revealed without any obstacles.
If this method is successful, where is there any secret in the world? For a person like Chen, who has a huge secret that cannot be known to outsiders, that Zen master is like his natural nemesis.
It was precisely because of this that he couldn't wait to get out of here, even if the aura here was very strong, and the mystical magic was as vast as a sea of smoke, it was too dangerous for him.
Jueyuan pressed Chen's shoulder, wrapped the two of them in mana and flew across the sky, and along the way, he seemed to be observing the changes in the expression on the face of this nephew.
When he jumped down from the cliff with the dust, the muscles of this Buddha instantly tensed, although the expression on his face did not change much, but the fear in his eyes was not too deep.
He didn't think much about it, after all, although this master and nephew has a profound cultivation of Buddhism, the martial arts realm is very ordinary, although he has the cultivation of the grandmaster realm, it is only the lower realm of the grandmaster, and he can't do the art of controlling the sky at all.
Suddenly being dragged down from the cliff, if the mood still does not fluctuate at all, it is too strange.
However, after that, the look in the eyes of this senior nephew slowly calmed down, although he still didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but the discomfort of flying in the air was obviously gone.
Even though he took a few more dangerous roads when he was running on this road, the expression on this Buddha's face still did not change, and it was obvious that there were not too many waves in his state of mind.
Such a look made Jueyuan also nod secretly in his heart, a little monk who has never flown in the sky, can adapt so quickly, it is quite rare.
After all, he is the son of the Buddha of this generation, Xuankong Temple is walking in the contemporary era, and his attainments above the Dharma naturally have nothing to say, but when he walks out of the mountain gate, how many warriors in the world will compete with him for the Dharma?
Therefore, even if he is a Buddha with profound Buddhism, he can't be too short in the martial arts, otherwise after he walks out of the mountain gate, if he is deceived by the world, wouldn't he be smiling and generous, and he will fall into the prestige of Thousand Buddha Mountain.
And from the words that the Zen Master of the Void Sage said when he was leaving, after thinking about it for a while, the nephew quickly had a sense of relief, and it was obvious that his understanding was acceptable.
Seeing that he was still competitive, Jueyuan was also in a good mood, so he took the time to explain to him the various boundaries of the secret realm of this Luohan Hall, as well as the monk who practiced penance in the secret places everywhere, so that the dust could be regarded as a lot of knowledge.
As Chen had guessed before, this entire space was the Luohan Hall. Like the Bodhi Secret Realm, it is a space derived from the ancient Bodhi tree, and it happens to be one and two sides, and the radius is naturally vast and boundless.
As for the eminent monks who practiced ascetic in it, there were also many people with strange temperaments, who did not want to travel with others, and who had never taken half a step in their ascetic practice for decades.
Therefore, even Venerable Jueyuan himself could not say how many monks practiced among them, and perhaps only the abbot Zen master would know about this.
Lichen can only smile bitterly at this, although he has never left the long journey, but he also knows that the world is very in awe of the masters of the realm of the martial king, and they are all suppressed in the dynasty sect.
However, such a figure turned out to be a hermit seeking land and cultivating in the Thousand Buddha Mountain, and even the temple's own Arhat Venerable couldn't say how many people there were.
Is this the weight of a holy place?