The monk was muscular and wore a dark orange robe. "Words*Love*First*Fa"Words*Love*First*Fa [No Pop-up Novel Network Baoly] A typical Indian has dark brown skin, deep eyes and a high nose, and a thick and curly beard that almost completely covers the mouth.

Judging by his size and steady gait, he looks like a warrior monk.

Tang Yi's gaze finally couldn't help but stay on his exposed right arm.

Because, on his right arm, he also carries a copper bracelet!

It is also made of copper, and the shape is similar to that of the Xuanyu Holy Ring, but in the position of the "door" of the Xuanyu Holy Ring, it is not a "door", but a pair of palms similar to a halten, and there are also two Sanskrit characters on it. Of course, it's not "Xuanyu", and Tang Yi doesn't know it.

The monk quickly walked over and walked to the other end of the side street, which was the direction Tang Yi and the others had come from.

"You wait for Wan Ting, I'll follow and have a look, and meet at the street where we entered." Tang Yi didn't finish speaking, so he followed.

Zhang Lu is a little strange, what is he doing with an Indian monk with a big waist and a round waist?

When Tang Yi walked away, he thought, could it be that this monk is the high monk that the owner of the shop said? But didn't you ask for the statue? What is he trying to do?

But since Tang Yi had explained, he couldn't keep up, so he thought he would ask later, so he went into the store to find Lin Huanting.

The monk looked slow when he walked, but in fact he was extremely fast, and Tang Yi saw from a distance that he had really entered the store!

Before Tang Yi could walk to the door of the store, the monk had already left the store, and he was carrying a cloth towel in his hand, looking at the shape, it was the shape of a square box. Soon, the monk turned the corner.

Tang Yi could only run.

Rushing out of the corner, he turned his head, only to find that the monk was standing firmly on the side of the corner, looking at him with a smile, gently lifting the box in his hand, and saying a word.

The words he spoke were not English, Tang Yi estimated that it should be Hindi, but he couldn't understand it. At this time, the hostility had to be eliminated first, Tang Yi immediately bowed down and said in English, "Excuse me, there is something I want to take the liberty of asking the master!" ”

The monk nodded, immediately changed his English and said, "You are here for this statue?" ”

"No, no." Tang Yi waved his hand, "I'm from Huaxia." ”

Without waiting for Tang Yi to finish speaking, the monk said in Huaxia, "The donor turned out to be a Chinese, what advice do you have?" ”

Although the monk's Chinese pronunciation is blunt, he is quite proficient, and even uses words such as "donor" and "advice" well.

It turned out that he could speak Huaxia, Tang Yi was determined, and immediately showed his wrist and pointed to the Xuanyu Holy Ring on it, "I'm presumptuous, I mainly found that the ornaments on your hands are very similar to mine!" ”

Before the words fell, Tang Yi suddenly felt that his eyes were spent, and then a gust of wind blew on his wrist, and when he looked up, the Xuanyu Holy Ring had already reached the monk's hand.

it! Tang Yi was shocked, this monk's martial arts are so powerful, I am too abrupt, is it difficult to rob it?

Just thinking about it, the monk shook his wrist and handed the copper bracelet on his wrist to Tang Yi with his backhand. One hand and two things, but the circle is free.

Tang Yi let out a sigh of relief, it seems that the monks have come to a direct way, take a look at each other first, otherwise how can they communicate?

But Tang Yi couldn't see anything, and he didn't know the Sanskrit characters on it, so he could only just hold it and watch the monk stare at the Xuanyu Holy Ring.

"This is made by my Indian monks. The method of making the Xuanyu Sacred Ring has been lost, and generally only high-ranking monks can cast spells to make it, and the number of inheritances is very small! It's just that the "Xuan Domain" is different, representing a different cultivation space. The monk looked at it for a while, and then finally spoke.

Tang Yi immediately handed the bronze bracelet in his hand back to the monk. The monk smiled and handed the Xuanyu Sacred Ring back to Tang Yi, "If you don't know how to practice, you won't understand the mysteries of the magic weapon cultivation space!" ”

"Master, I don't know what the Sanskrit meaning of this holy ring in your hand?" Tang Yi then asked.

"Bodhidharma!" The monk didn't hold back, "It just happens to match my name, my name is Shrodama!" ”

Bodhidharma, this title is easy to think of the Bodhidharma patriarch who crossed the river with a reed, in fact, the Bodhidharma patriarch is an Indian, named Bodhidharma. And the meaning of Bodhidharma, in India, is a bit metaphysical, roughly equivalent to the meaning of "law". The law is the law, the law is not the law.

"Does your Dharma Sacred Ring also contain space for cultivation?" Tang Yi saw that Luo Dharma was not obscure, so he continued to ask.

"What should I say about that?" He seemed to be a little embarrassed, although his Chinese language was good, but it seemed to be a little difficult to explain such a profound thing.

Tang Yi looked around and pointed to the grove next to the small square on the other side of the road, "Master, can I delay you a little time, let's find a secluded place to talk?" ”

Luo Dharma didn't speak, but looked at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi hurriedly pointed to the Xuanyu Sacred Ring, and said, "This Xuanyu Holy Ring, the space contained in it seems to be the Ten Lands of Huayan. ”

As soon as these words came out, Shro Dharma immediately showed a look of surprise, "The general Xuanyu Holy Ring, even if it is a high-ranking monk, one person can only create one kind of ideological realm, you say that this contains the ten lands of Huayan?" That's impossible! ”

"Let me elaborate on it for you." Tang Yi pointed to the grove again.

"Okay!" Sera Dharma finally nodded. Tang Yi took out his mobile phone, called Lin Huanting, briefly talked about the situation, and asked her and Zhang Lu to wait for him nearby.

There were benches in the grove for citizens to rest, and Tang Yi and Shro Dharma walked to a secluded bench. Tang Yi saw a lot of crow droppings on the bench, took out a paper towel and wiped it clean, and then asked Luo Dharma to sit first.

After the two sat down, Tang Yi introduced, "Master, I once had a dream wearing the Xuanyu Holy Ring, and I felt that I had entered a space intertwined with black and white, and there was also a door, and the reverse side of the door was the Sanskrit word 'Huayan'!" And in this space, there are vaguely ten window-like storage zài. ”

Shśrādharma's expression was solemn, and he didn't speak, as if he was trying to digest it.

"Also, this Xuanyu Sacred Ring is not made in India. It is a monk of India and Nepal, and more than 1,000 years ago, the Tibetan region of the Tang Dynasty of China made it, which is now Tibet. Tang Yi continued, "It is said that on the day it was made, the monks passed away together!" ”

"I see! More than one person, and a life drain! Tsuradama finally nodded, "Then how did you get it?" ”

"It's a long story, it's a chance fate!" Tang Yi responded.

"Not only do you have fate, but you also have a wisdom root, and if you want to enter the space of the Xuanyu Holy Ring, you have to practice for at least a few decades." Speaking of this, Shra Daruma's eyes suddenly lit up, "I know how to explain the space of the Dharma Sacred Ring!" In fact, there is no space for the Bodhidharma Sacred Ring, and it can also be said to be boundless, because it contains an inexhaustible 'Dharma'! You can connect with your mind, but you can't enter! ”

Tang Yi basically understood it, and thought to himself that it was really difficult for him, it was not easy to explain it like this in Huaxia!