The bus was bumping on the curved road, and the absent-minded Huang San had a perfunctory few words with Li Shun next to him from time to time, and soon the bus stopped, and the True Buddha Temple arrived.

As the flow of people out of the station, Huang San exhaled lightly, turned to Li Shun behind him and smiled: "Brother, then let's go first, and we will see you again in the future." ”

Li Shun nodded slightly, glanced at Huang San again, thought about it and said in a low voice: "Then I wish my brother a smooth journey, but my brother has just come to Western Xinjiang, and there are some things that should be taboo, and after entering the temple, don't tell others that you are a true Buddha believer." ”

This can be regarded as a sincere warning, and it is not a big problem to say a few words outside, but if you enter the True Buddha Temple and talk nonsense, those great lamas are not as good as they seem.

Huang San smiled gratefully, although he wasn't prepared to continue impersonating any believer.

Bidding farewell to Li Shun, Huang San hurriedly walked to the True Buddha Temple not far away with the Buddha statue, which is known as a thousand-year-old temple.

Standing in front of the temple gate, Huang San took a deep breath and walked towards the temple firmly after settling down.

……

As soon as I entered the treasure temple, a burst of Sanskrit sounds that made people feel certain sounded in the ears, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, which swept people's hearts.

The troubles and sorrows of the past few days seemed to dissipate in an instant, and even people like Huang San, who had never believed in Buddhism, couldn't help but feel a sense of awe, and the prosperity of Buddhism really made sense.

Following many tourists to continue walking towards the main hall of the treasure temple, the pedestrians on the road were all pious, and few people would pay special attention to the ragged Huang San.

No one paid attention to Huang San's psychology, and the third master also held the Buddha statue in a low-key manner and tried to avoid those lamas in the temple. A moment later, the person had already arrived at the main hall dedicated to the body of the True Buddha.

Stepping into the main hall, the first thing that catches everyone's eye is the five-meter-high golden Buddha in the center of the main hall.

The carving of the Buddha is vivid, and the bright eyes seem to really come to life. can see through people's hearts and cleanse all demons and monsters.

However, Huang San's gaze did not stop at this, and he quickly skimmed over the lamas and tourists in the hall, wanting to drive all these people away, it was not a small trouble.

Finding a remote corner that no one paid attention to, Huang San put down the Buddha statue in his hand and half-squatted on the ground. The corners of his mouth opened and closed slightly, as if he was praying to the Buddha statue, and no one doubted anything.

"Master. Now that it's here, what's next? ”

The Buddha statue was silent for a moment, and soon said, "Very good, if you succeed today." Maybe it won't be long before I'll be able to sculpt my body again. Huang San, I've worked hard for you this time. ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard!" Huang San said with a flattered face: "It's all the credit of the master, if it weren't for your help, we would have been dead by now." ”

Wu Liang smiled and didn't say much, but his gaze fell on the Buddha body in the center of the treasure hall.

This is the purpose of his entry into the Western Xinjiang this time, and it is also an opportunity for him to reshape his physical body, as long as he succeeds for the first time. The next step is much easier.

Although it was still an unconscious skeleton, Wu Liang at this time had a solemn expression. If it is different from what he imagined, then it is not ordinarily big for him to want to recover again.

Unlike ordinary people, Wu Liang at this moment could see circles of rich white light rippling above the Buddha's body, and the light was still immense, just like the light of a real immortal Buddha.

That rich light is nothing else, it is what the Buddhists call the power of wishes.

This is the power of the desire of countless believers to condense for the Buddha with pious faith and prayer for thousands of years, and it is also the most important practice auxiliary force for Buddhist monks.

If it weren't for the simultaneous extinction of the two realms of the Immortal Buddha thousands of years ago, these wishes that were about to condense into substance would have been absorbed by the true body of the enshrined Buddha, and it would have been the turn of the current Wu Liang.

However, in normal times, this wish power would not have a great effect on Wu Liang, and he would not spend time deliberately collecting these slightly mixed foreign powers.

But now, this wish power is the most suitable tonic for his recovery.

Buddhism's practice is not like Taoism's ability to abandon the physical body in the end, Buddhism's cultivation of the physical body is extremely common and famous, and many true Buddhas rely on the physical body to become Buddhas. And many true Buddhas can become Buddhas in the flesh, among which the absorption of the power of the wish can be said to be indispensable, this power of the wish is not of much help in other realms, but it is of great help to the cultivation of the golden body.

The first thing Wu Liang has to do now is to restore his flesh and blood, and then shape his muscles and bones, and then the recovery of his strength is just around the corner.

And if he wants to restore his muscles and bones, as well as his broken bones, this wish is really the most suitable, and he chose Western Xinjiang because of the prosperity of Buddhism in Western Xinjiang.

After calming down the agitation in his heart, Wu Liang cautiously leaned out a trace of divine thought, and slowly came into contact with the golden body of the True Buddha.

Suddenly, at the moment when Wu Liang's divine mind came into contact with the golden body Buddha light, it unexpectedly abruptly rose!

Rumble!

A roar suddenly sounded in the hall that was originally filled with faint Sanskrit singing, and just when everyone was still looking around for the source of the sound in a panic, the dazzling light on the big Buddha gold in the middle penetrated the entire hall and rippled in the air above the True Buddha Temple.

The several lamas sitting in the main hall were numb in their scalps, but soon a shrewd lama shouted: "Everyone, don't be impatient, this is the manifestation of the true Buddha, and the light of the Buddha descends from the sky, don't worry." ”

The panicked crowd seemed to be convinced, and many devout believers quickly quieted down, looking at the golden body of the Great Buddha that was still radiating bursts of light with an eye of extreme reverence.

However, these people are a minority after all, and although those foreign tourists no longer shout and scream, they look at the Buddha statue with a hint of strangeness.

Is this self-directed and self-performed by the lamas of the Buddhist temple, or is there something wrong with the Buddha statue itself?

These tourists are not very concerned about this, as long as these lights do not hurt them, and in the moment when everyone is quiet, many tourists who can't bear it can take out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The lamas in the hall were also a little flustered, and instead of stopping everyone, they hurriedly sent a young novice to invite the senior monks in the temple to come and sit down.

Before Xiao Shami came out of the main hall, one of his eyebrows was all white. The lama, who was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, entered the main hall with a solemn expression.

As soon as he saw the performance of everyone in the hall, and then glanced at the golden light that the golden body of the big Buddha in the center of the hall was still exuding, the old lama raised his eyebrows. He said in a loud voice: "Tashibu, take all the laymen and leave for the time being!" ”

The middle-aged lama known as Tashi Bu suddenly seemed to have a backbone when he saw the old monk, and when he heard the old lama say this, he hurriedly took a few small novices around him to persuade everyone in the hall to leave.

In the True Buddha Temple, everyone still had to give this face, and those devout disciples quickly hurried out of the main hall, but they did not leave. Instead, he knelt outside the main hall and continued to pray and make a wish to the golden body in the temple.

The first thing the other tourists did when they left the main hall was not to leave, but to immediately post the photos they had just taken on the Internet.

One person may be. But when dozens of people made the same remarks together, soon the news that "in the territory of Western Xinjiang, the true Buddha has appeared" spread in China.

The news has not attracted much attention from the people, and at most it feels a little unusual. I even know that there is a real Buddha temple.

However, just a few moments after the news broke. Groups of solemn-looking warriors suddenly appeared from all over China, and these people quickly rushed in one direction on foot or by car, which was where the western frontier was located.

……

Wu Liang, who was still in a stalemate with his will, didn't know how many people's hearts had been affected by his actions, and the plaster Buddha statue he was hiding in at this moment had begun to slowly crack.

Just when all the people in the hall were driven away, Huang San was not discovered for the time being because he was hiding in the corner, and he didn't even expect that there were outsiders in the hall for a while.

Several lamas in the hall looked at the golden-bodied Buddha statue that had begun to shake with great concern, and the middle-aged lama said a few words to the white-eyed lama in Western Xinjiang. A few of the little novices also added a sentence or two from time to time.

The old lama's face was flat, but judging by the fact that he was breathing a little short. This senior monk is not necessarily very calm.

It is one thing to believe in Buddhism, but whether the real Buddha exists or not is also a question that countless eminent monks need to think about for countless years. However, today, the golden Buddha statue they have worshiped for hundreds of years has actually appeared, and the old monk knows that this is not a trick directed and acted by their Buddhist temple.

Looking at the Buddha statue that was still radiating light, the old monk's brows slowly wrinkled, and he suddenly said in Chinese: "It seems that it is not the true Buddha manifestation, the golden body of the real Buddha is about to be destroyed!" ”

As soon as these words came out, several lamas in the hall were shocked, and the middle-aged lama hurriedly said a few words in Western Xinjiang.

The old monk shook his head slightly, and his eyes suddenly swept to the corner of the main hall in the direction of the Buddha's light!

Huang San, who was sweating profusely and peeping at the actions of these lamas, was shocked, and the cold sweat on his forehead was dripping, his martial arts were ruined, but it didn't mean that he didn't even have eyesight.

At the beginning in Wujia Village, from Sanhua to the day after tomorrow, he had seen all the martial artists of any realm, and he was not generally familiar.

When this old monk first came, Huang San could see from his bearing that this old man should be a martial artist in the innate realm.

You must know that this temple is not a place where there are peerless powerhouses in legends, there are countless temples in China, and there are probably not a few monks who really know martial arts, but he Huang San is so lucky, and he met a congenital martial artist in the first temple in Western Xinjiang.

When his martial arts were not destroyed, he was not afraid, but now he can't, and he can't help an innate martial artist when he has lost all his strength.

Now seeing the old monk's gaze glancing over, Huang San didn't know that he had been discovered, and glanced back at Wu Liang, who was about to break the statue behind him to reveal his true face, Huang San's face turned ruthless, and he walked out straight from under the curtain.

……

Seeing Huang San appear, the old monk was not very surprised.

However, the faces of the several lamas behind him changed greatly, and as soon as they wanted to speak, they saw the old lama wave their hands to stop them.

"Why do lay people come to the True Buddha Temple?"

The old lama's tone was calm, and a pair of eyes full of the glory of time looked directly at Huang Sanye, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, and Huang Sanye, who had never been afraid of heaven and earth, actually felt a little panicked at this moment, as if he had entered someone else's house to steal something and was discovered by his master.

Fortunately, Huang San has also experienced wind and rain, and a congenital martial artist who is about to die can't scare him, so he didn't answer positively when he heard the words, but said softly: "I still hope that the master will be perfect, this matter, I will leave immediately, and I promise not to cause trouble to the Buddhist temple." ”

"The layman is wrong, trouble is coming." The old monk sighed slightly, and his gaze fell to the curtain behind Huang San again.

Huang San's face stiffened, and he said forcefully: "Master......"

"Don't say anything more, let's leave the True Buddha Temple now." The old monk folded his hands. He muttered a series of words that he didn't understand.

Huang San's face was ugly, now he had no strength at all, and the opposite side was an innate martial artist. Since people want to drive people out, what else can he do.

But if he just leaves, seeing that Wu Liang has not yet succeeded, then this trip to the western frontier will not be a bamboo basket to draw water.

But if you don't leave, now this old monk still cares about the demeanor of the monk, if it is really troublesome, I am afraid that the old monk will not care about whether it will damage the demeanor of the monk.

Huang San was in a dilemma. Especially when Huang San heard a smashing sound behind him, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly looked back and shouted at the old monk: "Master! This time we owe you a personal favor. Leave the rest of the matter to you! ”

The faces of several lamas behind the old monk changed, slightly angry, what kind of favor is worthy of this guy to be so arrogant, how can he blaspheme in front of the true Buddha!

However, the old monk was slightly contemplative. With a hint of sadness on his face. After a long time, he sighed: "Since the layman is like this, then ...... We will leave first, hoping that the layman will ...... as soon as possible."

As soon as the old monk's voice came out, both Huang San and the few people behind him were taken aback.

When did this monk speak so well, just now he drove people away with a black face, just because of Huang San's words, the old monk compromised?

However, although the people were puzzled, no one spoke.

I watched the old monk leave with a few lamas. Huang San didn't think much about it, and hurriedly turned to the back of the curtain. looked at the body that had been shattered, revealing Wu Liangsensen's white bones, and his face showed a thick melancholy.

At this moment, Wu Liang's situation was not very good, not only did he underestimate the accumulation of the True Buddha Temple's willpower over the past hundreds of years, but he also overestimated the scope of what he could bear.

Although he regained a trace of divine thought, this divine thought was simply dripping into the sea compared to the majestic wishing power.

The moment the divine thought came into contact with the wish power, it was not that he absorbed the wish power, but that the wish power poured into his body in the direction of his divine thought.

It's not to help him recover, but this wish power is like he is alive, and he wants to support him to death.

Wu Liang's withered white bones gradually cracked into fine lines, but fortunately, this white bone was also degenerated from the immortal bone, although it did not have the power of the immortal bone, but there was still no danger of being blown up for the time being.

But if it goes on like this, he will be strangled to death sooner or later, and the wish power in the golden Buddha statue is not a little bit, unless he can quickly convert these wish power into motivation.

"The power of the pseudo-Buddha also wants to destroy my true body, wishful thinking!"

Wu Liang snorted lightly, and a condensed momentum appeared on Sen Sen's white bones, and he looked up to the sky and shouted: "The true Buddha is not enough, and heaven and earth can also be bullied!" The power of the pseudo-Buddha is incorporated into my body! ”

The divine thought swept in, and the wish power that had poured into Wu Liang's white bones suddenly surged up, and the white bones were constantly shattered by the impact of the wish power, and the white bones gradually recovered with the vitality carried in the wish power.

Shatter, regenerate!

In this reincarnation between life and death, in just over ten minutes, the bones on Wu Liang's body were recast.

And at this moment, Wu Liang's right leg bone was also reborn again, although it was only one leg, it was finally out of the appearance of half of the body bones.

However, his destroyed right hand and left leg showed no signs of recovery, and he sacrificed the two immortal bones that had been recovered in order to fight Chen Yuandao, and now he expects that this wish power can be restored, it is too much to underestimate the power of the immortal bones.

The rumbling sound kept coming, and since Wu Liang formed a cycle of wish power in the bone, the next absorption was much simpler.

The original golden body of the Buddha was on the verge of shattering in a short period of time, and the golden light gradually dimmed, while on the contrary, Wu Liang's originally yellowed bones gradually had a trace of white jade luster.

There was also a hint of vitality in those empty eyes, and it seemed that this time the harvest was not small.

……

Just when Wu Liang absorbed his wish power to recover, there were also several old monks in the backyard of the True Buddha Temple who were raising their eyes to pay attention to the hall in the distance.

The old monk who appeared in the main hall earlier was also among them, and his position was not high in the line of monks.

"Merhan, are you sure he's the man?" Just when everyone was silent, a red-robed monk standing at the top suddenly asked out loud.

The monk known as Merhan was the old monk who had communicated with Huang San, and when he heard the red-robed monk's question, the old monk nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It shouldn't be wrong, it's him." ”

"Then do you say that the 'we' in his mouth is the Huang family, or is it the one?"

The red-robed monk asked again, but there was a rare hint of nervousness on his face.

It turned out that they already knew Huang San's identity, and even vaguely guessed the real inside story!

These Western Xinjiang lamas, who have never been included in the martial arts world, actually know these martial arts secrets, which shows that these people are not willing to lurk over the years.

Murhan hesitated slightly, was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Is that really not dead?" ”

When these words came out, everyone brushed their eyes and fell on the red-robed monk, and the red-robed monk shook his head silently, and said with a wry smile: "That kind of strong man, how can we see life and death." ”

"But ......" The red-robed monk hesitated a little, but quickly said firmly: "If that person is really alive, he may have been hit hard, and the third child of the Huang family came to my True Buddha Temple this time, I am afraid it is also to use the power of my True Buddha to heal him." ”

Feelings: These great lamas have long known the power of the true Buddha, that is, the existence of what Wu Liang called the power of willingness.

It's not that their strength can sense this, but although the True Buddha Temple has only been established for hundreds of years, many people don't know that the True Buddha Temple was a famous Buddhist holy place for Buddhism thousands of years ago.

At the beginning, the two realms of immortals and Buddhas were extinguished, but the land of Western Frontier was not the primary place, nor was it as clean as the destruction of Middle Earth.

Several strong people in the True Buddha Temple escaped by luck, and they still retained a lot of Buddhist classics and Buddhist classics in the catastrophe, which are still inherited in the True Buddha Temple.

Therefore, although these people don't know what the power of wish is, they also know that there seems to be a kind of power in the temple that can help the recovery of the strong man's injuries.

From this, these people quickly thought of that person, and I am afraid that apart from him, there are few people in the world who have the ability to borrow strength from the true Buddha. (To be continued......)