Wuxiang Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, among the thousands of years, there are many Buddhist relics appearing, in the Central Plains, it is widely spread, and even in the hearts of the local people, it is like a god, and dare not have a trace of blasphemy. From the princes and doctors, to the peddlers and pawns, without exception. There are even devout believers who come from thousands of miles to worship. Due to the large number of believers, the Wuxiang Temple also had to open the mountain gate every day to welcome many believers.

It was the fifteenth day of the month, and the winding mountain road in front of the mountain gate of Wuxiang Temple was full of people who came to worship. At the foot of the mountain, there was a pair of ancestors and grandchildren, who were in the crowd, walking towards the Wuxiang Temple. The clothes worn by the two of them, although there were a few small patches, but the pulp was extremely clean, the grandmother's face was thin, her forehead was full of wrinkles, and her hair was already gray, she was leaning over, holding a cane in one hand, and the other hand was on her grandson's hand, which seemed to be a little immobile, and the boy seemed to be eleven or twelve years old, and when he looked forward to Shenfei, he was extremely clever.

The two of them were slow to move, and after only a while, they were driven forward by the others around them. The boy looked up at the long stream of people in front of him, pouted, and said dissatisfiedly, "Grandma, there are so many people in front, waiting for us to arrive, I don't know how many hours it will take, and my father and mother are still waiting for us at home." The old woman heard the boy's words, stopped, and panted slightly, "Ren'er, you don't know why we came here, your father has become crazy since he came back from the mountain last year, and he has been talking nonsense all day long, talking about blood-sucking monsters, we have invited many doctors, and have taken a lot of medicines, but there is no improvement." Because of this, your mother washed her face with tears all day long. I didn't hear people say that the Bodhisattva of this Wuxiang Temple was very effective, so I rushed to ask God to worship the Buddha, hoping that the Bodhisattva would have mercy and your father would recover as soon as possible. ”

The old woman raised her head, looked at the front of her with a slight tremble, not far in front of the two, an incomparably huge Buddha, located in the Fanyin Mountain, this Buddha hand made a flower-shaped, low eyebrows and kind eyes, as if looking down on all beings, the old woman put her hands together, and kept chanting in her mouth, "Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless." "The big Buddha of Wuxiang Temple, the head of the Buddha and the mountain, the body of the Buddha is extremely huge, it is like a big mountain, separated by a hundred miles, it can still be seen.

The boy looked disdainful and snorted, "Grandma, if the Bodhisattva is really so kind-hearted, why should he build this temple on the mountain, if it is at the foot of the mountain, it will not be more convenient for everyone." The old woman was taken aback when she heard this, "Bodhisattva is not strange, Bodhisattva is not strange" Then she turned her head and said, "Ren'er, we have come to ask the gods to bless us, sincerity is spiritual, like you think, the Bodhisattva will blame." Don't talk about it anymore. ”

The boy muttered, apparently not listening to the old woman's words, and the old woman seemed to know, and sighed softly, "We have all heard people say that the Bodhisattva here is the most effective. I think it's the same way, otherwise, how can such a huge Buddha statue be built? The boy was silent, this Buddha statue sits with its back to the mountain, blending with the mountain, ordinary people, less than the height of the Buddha's toes, such a magnificent Buddha statue, in this world, it is expected that it can only be the appearance of the gods.

He was thinking about it, and glanced at the Buddha statue casually, but suddenly opened his mouth wide in surprise, and shook the old woman's arm with both hands, "Grandma, you...... You, you look. The old woman followed the boy's gaze and fell to her knees in shock, "The Bodhisattva has appeared, the Bodhisattva has appeared." The surrounding people, seeing the two of them in such a situation, followed the gaze of the two, and immediately exclaimed, and knelt on the ground one after another, and kept bowing.

At this time, in the middle of the head of this huge Buddha statue, I don't know when, there was a light wheel, the whole light wheel is bright yellow, the light wheel is getting bigger and bigger, brighter and brighter, because at this time, it is early in the morning, the sun is rising in the east, at this moment the light wheel between the heads of this Buddha statue, it is not inferior to the newborn sun, and even brighter than this rising sun. In just a few breaths, the light wheel became bigger and bigger, and the yellow light spread down, illuminating the entire Fanyin Mountain as if it was covered with a layer of golden yellow. At the same time, out of nowhere, the Sanskrit sound sounded in bursts, far-reaching and long, as if ringing in everyone's heart.

The boy didn't know what was going on, and his heart, which was originally a little impatient, calmed down inexplicably after hearing the sudden Sanskrit sound. The light wheel became brighter and brighter, and gradually dazzling, and all the believers, thinking that the gods were manifested, closed their eyes and prayed one by one. At this moment, if they looked up to the sky, there were a few yellow rays of light in the sky, which suddenly flew by.

On the top of the Buddha of Wuxiang Temple, there is a white-eyed monk wearing a white monk's robe, sitting with his eyes closed, and above his head, there is a huge yellow wheel of light, which is constantly getting bigger. After a few breaths, a few yellow rays of light suddenly appeared on the top of the Buddha, but it was no dust, no ignorance, no anger, and the white-eyed monk before was the same as the previous Xuanqing Sect with the mantra.

Wuchen glanced at it, turned his head to Wu Zhi and Wu Yan and said, "Senior brother is about to break through the realm, and he can hook such a different phase of heaven and earth, if the junior brother can successfully pass this level, his future cultivation will be even more limitless." "On the side, the master of no idiot clasped his hands and saluted, "Senior Brother Wuyi, after coming back alone from Xuanqingjiao, he began to break through the retreat, but he did not choose a quiet place, on the top of the Buddha of this big Buddha, suffering from the sun and rain, and from the beginning of zazen to the present, he has not eaten or drunk for more than a month. Senior brother in charge, this ......"

"It doesn't matter, it's a calamity, where to hide, above the mirror Bodhi, there is nothing, exposed to some sun and rain, but it conforms to creation. We only need to protect the Dharma for our junior brother here, so that he will not be interfered with from outside, and whether or not he can break through the realm is also a matter of fate. Wuchen said lightly, with a wave of his hands, a layer of transparent shields immediately unfolded, protecting the entire Buddha around the top of the Buddha.

Wu Yan stood aside, and only after a long time did he sigh, "The true yuan of Senior Brother Wu Yan is so deep and long, and it is as big as a bright wheel, and it has actually lasted for more than half an hour, and it still lasts for a long time. I didn't know it before, but seeing it today is really embarrassing for us. As he spoke, he saw that the huge wheel of light that was originally on the top of Wuyi's head gradually shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the original yellow light became brighter and brighter, and in the end, it even turned into a wisp of white light, and finally gradually burrowed into the top of Wuyan's head and disappeared.

After a while, Wu Yan opened his eyes, stood up, and saluted Wu Chen and the others, "Thank you Senior Brother Leader, two junior brothers, for protecting the Dharma without Anger." Wuchen smiled slightly, and Wu Idiot interjected, "Senior brother, congratulations, you have finally entered the Ming Sky Realm. Master Wuchen glanced at Wuchen deeply, his lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he saw Master Wuchen smile and said, "Senior brother, this is not the place to talk, I'll go to the wing room to talk in detail." The other three nodded in agreement, and then a few yellow lights flew through the sky.

"Bang, bang" twice, in the chamber of Master Wuchen, the tea bowl in the hands of Master Wu Zhi and Master Wu Yan fell to the ground in response, and a fresh fragrance of tea suddenly spread. But seeing that the two of them looked a little excited, they asked in a loud voice, "Senior brother in charge, you mean that the Silent Void Mirror, the Silent Void Mirror of this gate, was shattered for no reason a few days ago?" And Wu Yan, who was sitting on the side, also said, "This silent mirror is a great magic weapon of this sect, and it is known that it has been five hundred years before, and five hundred years after it, how can it suddenly break for no reason?" ”

Wuchen ignored the questions of the two, and turned his head to look at the indifferent Master Wuzhi on the side, "Senior brother, are you, Shicai has already sensed it?" Between the ignorance and the lack of anger, he listened to the master of no anger reply, "Indeed, when the right time broke through the Ming Sky Realm, a few fragments suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness, and I only saw the blood and killing in the sky, and there were people lying in pools of blood everywhere. He paused slightly, took a sip of tea, and closed his eyes slightly, "Until now, there is still some frightening in my heart." ”

In the side room, the faces of several people gradually became solemn. When you reach a certain realm, you can communicate with heaven and earth, and with the power of heaven and earth, you can feel something that is about to happen, although it is often just a flash in the pan, but as you cultivate deeply, the clearer your perception becomes.

Wuchen said lightly, "Amitabha, all kinds of calamities, all have cause and effect, the Silent Void Mirror is magical, can deduce the past and future things, so that one shadow is now in the present world, seeking blessings and avoiding disasters, it is the normal nature of human beings, but if the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, the artifact is psychic, and I can't bear to see this common life, and I don't know if I leave by catastrophe." He paused, "In fact, I don't hide it from a few junior brothers, I don't have any anger at what my junior brother said, and the foolish brother has also sensed it several times, so coupled with the damage of the Silent Sky Mirror, it really makes me feel uneasy." ”

It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a catastrophe of heaven and earth, when the whole world was killed and injured countless times, almost extinct, only a few remote corners of the weak sect survived, after thousands of years of development, it was only to the current situation of the peak of monasticism, now only with a magic weapon broken, a few times to perceive the world, on the assumption that the world is about to catastrophe, it is really a bit of a fuss.

Master Wuchen got up and took a few steps, and said in a deep voice, "A few junior disciples, from today onwards, the Little Wuxiang Temple will start a retreat for the whole temple, and in the Wuxiang Temple, we will step up our cultivation and accept pilgrims from being open every day to the first and fifteenth days of the first day of each month. All monks, if there is no matter of urgency......"

Wuchen was talking, but suddenly saw Zhen Nu with two young people, a man and a woman, breaking in. Seeing that there was a rare worry on Zhennu's face, he shouted loudly as he walked, "Master, the disciple has something urgent......" "Well, the disciple didn't know that the head of the sect and several uncles were also there, and the disciple was rude." As soon as Zhen Nufu entered the meditation room, he saw that several uncles and uncles from Xiao Wuxiang Temple were there, and hurriedly said. Wuchen waved his hand, signaling that it didn't matter, and was about to get up and leave, but he heard Zhen angrily say, "Uncle Master, these two ...... The two donors said that there was something urgent to see you, and it involved the life and death of the disciple of Shingon and the disciple was worried, so they asked the master and asked the master to make a decision. ”

Everyone was shocked, no anger is even more shocked, although the mantra is a disciple of the real character of the small Wuxiang Temple, but its cultivation has been faintly able to chase a few uncles, this time down the mountain walking, it can be said that among the younger generation, there is no invincible, and those of the older generation of monks, can put the mantra to death, and most of them rely on their identity, disdain to shoot, or some hidden unruly characters, not to mention the truth from a young age with a pure temperament, often rather retreat a few steps in case of trouble, and do not grudge with others. Counting the days, it was only two or three months respectively, and listening to the really angry tone, it seemed that it was already more auspicious. As soon as he thought of this, dense beads of sweat appeared on his face, which had already been invading by the cold and heat, and Wuchen glanced at the worried Wuzhi on his face, and said, "Amitabha Buddha, junior brother, all thoughts are from the heart, don't be happy or sad." Wu Wu's body was shocked, and it took a while to respond, "Yes, thank you, senior brother." His face slowly regained his calm, but he heard Master Wuchen say, "Really angry, these two donors have suffered a lot of internal injuries, take two Shaoyang Pills for the two donors to heal." ”

Shaoyang Dan is a pill refined by Xiao Wuxiang Temple, which is refined from dozens of herbs such as Buddha Heart Grass, Long Puyan, and Red Fruit, which is extremely effective for the treatment of internal injuries, but it is extremely difficult to refine this Dan, so in the Xiao Wuxiang Temple, there are only dozens of pills, and it is not easy to take it out until it is a very urgent moment.

After Wuchen finished speaking, Fang Cai turned his head to look at Bai Fei and Lu Ruolian and said, "Two young heroes, but I don't know Bai Qiyun and Bai Shi, can you know each other?" Bai Fei and Lu Ruolian were shocked in their hearts, Bai Fei stepped forward, bowed down and said, "Under Bai Fei, this is Senior Sister Lu Ruolian, and Bai Qiyun is the father." Wuchen looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "It turned out that after the old man, the old man is Wuchen, and this is the three junior disciples of Wu Anger, Wu Ignorance, and Wu Anger." After several people introduced them one by one, Master Wuchen said, "But I don't know what the two young heroes are looking for?" How could he let the really angry master and nephew lead the way. ”

On the same day, Bai Fei and Lu Ruolian finally risked death to save each other because of the mantra, escaped from Shiniu Mountain, Bai Fei knew that this matter was very important, and he didn't care about the injury, and Lu Ruolian and the two, rushed to Fanyin Mountain Wuxiang Temple, the two were too seriously injured, they couldn't take off the sword, in desperation, they had to hire a big car, day and night, and finally arrived at Fanyin Mountain after half a month. As soon as I arrived at Fanyin Mountain, I saw the big Buddha from afar, the big Buddha was huge, and behind its Buddha head, there was a golden wheel of light, competing with the sun and the moon.

Bai Fei has cultivated since he was a child, and naturally he will not think that the Bodhisattva has manifested his spirit like secular believers, but he is also known to be a master of the Tao who is impacting a higher level of realm. After a long time, I heard him say, "I have heard the master say, the monks of Wuxiang Temple have always been compassionate, never evil, and never compete with others, not for the cultivation of poor, on the contrary, the cultivation of any monk in the small Wuxiang Temple, are far above you and me, look at this Sanskrit Mountain bearing, you know that this Wuxiang Temple, it is really worthy of being a cultivator of the Niuer, alas, like the Shingon Senior Brother's bearing, and only the Wuxiang Temple can be cultivated. Let's go, let's report the news first, and it will not be in vain Senior Brother Zhenyan, and save each other with our lives. ”

Bai Fei said that he and Lu Ruolian walked to the mountain, just for a while, then stopped, it turned out that this Wuxiang Temple, the incense is prosperous, the people within a radius of 100 miles, all respect the gods, every day of sincerity on the mountain to worship the Buddha, up to the princes and generals, down to the peddlers and pawns, all go up the mountain to worship the Buddha, not to mention today's vision from the sky, the manifestation of the Buddha's miracles, and everyone's pious heart is even more. Looking at this piece of land, there are crowds of people, and it is actually the road up the mountain, which is crowded with endless streams, shoulder to shoulder, and it seems to be much more crowded than the most prosperous imperial capital in the world. Bai Fei and Lu Ruolian were caught in the crowd, for two or three hours, and they had only walked a few hundred meters, Lu Ruolian raised her head and looked at the Wuxiang Temple standing far away on the top of the mountain, and couldn't help but feel a little impatient. Bai Fei's voice came from his ears, "Fellow villagers, I have an urgent matter to meet the host of Wuxiang Temple, and please make it convenient for me to let my brothers and sisters go up the mountain first." As soon as Bai Fei spoke, there were boos, and an old woman said, "Young man, I also have an emergency, my old man is sick, I hurried up the mountain to pray for him, or you let me go first." A middle-aged man in a brocade robe also said, "Boy, this official is to invite the master of Wuxiang Temple to go down the mountain and open the altar for the local county lord, this is the top priority related to the country's social affairs. ”

Bai Fei's temperament was already anxious, and at this time he was a little anxious, but fortunately, after nearly half a month of healing, at this time, Bai Fei and Lu Ruolian's injuries had also recovered four or five percent, Bai Fei was anxious, and he couldn't care about the many people who went to the Great Wuxiang Temple to worship the Buddha, and immediately took off the sword, Bai Mang soared into the sky, and went straight to the Little Wuxiang Temple, Lu Ruolian was just about to exit to block, but saw that in mid-air, Bai Fei's figure was insignificant, where to stop, in desperation, she stomped on the lotus foot, regardless of the various surprises and fears of the people next to her, and also took off the sword, chased Bai Fei forward.

As soon as the two entered the small Wuxiang Temple, they saw a purple gold bronze man, rising from a distance, standing on one foot, waving his fist and rushing forward, the size of this bronze person, and ordinary people in general, just the sound of punching the air, afraid of this strength, no less than a thousand jun, the two of them stubbornly stopped the momentum of the rush, and turned sharply, but it was a purple gold bronze man, sitting cross-legged, with a smile on his face, his fingers quickly changed various seals, and in an instant, the sky was full of various handprints towards the two, Bai Fei turned back, Glancing at Lu Ruolian, who was a little pale beside him, he said in a voice, "Bai Fei and Senior Sister Lu Ruolian of the White Cloud Sword Sect have 100,000 urgent matters to ask to see Master Wuyan, and I beg the master to see them." At the same time, he took a step forward, blocking in front of Lu Ruolian, and raised the few remaining true yuan in his body, and the white light of the evil sword was faint, and he waved towards the purple gold handprint in the sky.