Southern Song Dynasty, outside Bianjing City, White Horse Temple.

As the head of the Sifang Buddhist Temple, the holy land of Buddhism in the world, the White Horse Temple covers an extremely wide area, the incense is prosperous, the Zen sound lingers for several miles, and tens of thousands of believers and visitors come to worship the Buddha every day.

In terms of practice, the White Horse Temple also holds the world's Buddhism Niu'er, the abbot Xuan Lonely, Cheng Luohan Guo, ranked sixth in the Tiangang list, Bodhi Academy, Dharma Academy, Discipline Academy, etc., there are several monks who can be comparable to the land immortals, and there are two first ones in the top of the earth's evil list.

The temple claims to have 8,000 Buddhas, everyone practiced, the old, the young and the three generations, there is no shortage of talents, and there is a tendency to cook oil in a blazing fire.

The White Horse Temple is divided into two temples inside and outside, among which the inner temple does not welcome tourists, it is the real place of the White Horse Temple, and the one who guards the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Inner Temple today is the first Xuanye of the Bodhi Temple.

Xuanye, nicknamed "Silent Monk", ranks 38th on the list of earth evils, with superb Buddhism and supernatural powers.

"Nam-no, drink Ratana, Dora-yeya, Nam-no, A-ya, Brah-ru-kata, Shrou-ba-raya, Bodhisattva-Bharaya, Mahasattva-bharaya, Maha ......"

Xuanye closed his eyes, gently tapped the wooden fish, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

Suddenly, as if he was aware of something, he stopped his movements and opened his eyes to look at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At the entrance of the hall, an old monk with a smile on his face and simple clothes was walking slowly.

"Senior Brother Abbot!"

Xuan Ye recognized the person who came and quickly greeted him.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, Senior Brother Xuanye, I have been traveling for a while, what is going on in the temple?" Xuan Lin announced a Buddha horn and asked Xuanye.

"Everything is fine in the temple, and I am worried about my brother. Xuan Ye replied immediately.

"Hmm. Xuan Lin nodded slightly, "Senior brother, and ring the temple bell and summon all the senior brothers to come, I have something to say." ”

Got something to say?

Xuan Ye was puzzled, but he didn't ask too much, and after answering, he went to ring the morning bell.

The bell rings three times, which means that the Xuanzi generation of each academy has begun to comprehend Zen theory, which is equivalent to the monks of the Purple Mansion.

After a short time, about 30 monks entered the hall one after another.

Of course, there are more than these above the Purple Mansion level of the White Horse Temple, but many of them are not in the temple or are in retreat, so they cannot come.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, all of them are here. ”

Xuan Lin watched everyone gather and began to speak.

"When Lao Qu was in Guangzhou a few days ago, he met a monk in a green shirt, surnamed Jiang Mingchen, and discussed Buddhism with him for one night, which was quite rewarding. ”

"Jiang Chen?"

The first seat of the General Affairs Courtyard heard this name and was surprised.

"Oh, Senior Brother Xuan Nan knows about this person?" Xuan Xiao turned his head and asked him.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, so that the abbot and all the brothers and sisters can know. Xuan Nan nodded, "The poor monks have to be in charge of the general affairs institute, and they can enter and exit all parts of Shenzhou related matters. ”

"A few days ago, in the matter of Huangquan Yan Jun, a land immortal named Jiang Chen appeared. ”

After that, Xuan Nan explained the matter in detail.

"I see. After listening to this, Xuan Jing continued, "This Jiang Shi Master is indeed not an ordinary person, the old man met him, discussed the Fa with him for a night, some of the fog on the road ahead has dissipated, and after the old man retreats, most of them can take another step." ”

"One more step?"

Xuanye was overjoyed: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the abbot senior brother has certified the Arhat fruit, one more step, isn't it a bodhisattva?"

The rest of the monks also looked at Xuan Lone.

Xuan Lone's face was neither sad nor joyful, and he bowed his head slightly, confirming their guess.

In addition, the Jiang donor also gave Lao Wei a lost ancient scripture, which is not a method of cultivation, but it is also infinitely mysterious. The old man recited it again, the mysterious junior brother, you have to record it and put it in the scripture pavilion. ”

"Yes, Senior Abbot. Xuan Nan quickly retrieved pen and paper.

When he finished preparing, Xuan Lone's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to preach.

"If I heard this, for a while, the Buddha was defending the country, and only the tree was given to the Garden of Solitude, and the great bhikshus were ...... with 1,250 people."

What do I smell?

Just hearing the first four words, the monks who were listening were shocked.

In the Buddhist scriptures, if I hear the four characters have a clear reference, it means "I heard the Buddha say this", or "The Buddha said so to me"!

This volume of scriptures from the Jiang Shizhu turned out to be the Buddha's mantra?

Before they could continue to be surprised, Xuan Lin had already uttered the scriptures one by one, and the monks present also began to comprehend the Buddha's teachings, and the advanced ones began to seek the Arhat fruit, and they were immediately attracted by the Zen in the scriptures, and they were fascinated by the listening.

"If I hear it, everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and I should look at it as such. ”

After reading a volume of scriptures, the monks broke away from that mysterious feeling and praised Amitabha Buddha with their voices.

"Senior Brother Abbot, what is the name of this scripture?" asked Xuan Nan, who had recorded the scriptures on paper.

"The name of this sutra is ......"

Xuan Lone's voice paused.

"Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra. ”

..................

On the tenth day of the first month of winter, the southern wilderness.

As the name suggests, the Southern Wilderness is located in the south of Shenzhou, adjacent to the two large states of Jiaozhou and Guangzhou, with a hot climate, dense mountains and forests, and countless monsters, with the legacy of the ancient barbaric period.

Closer to the nineteen states, there are still some human races living in the form of tribes and villages between the mountains and forests, mainly hunting and gathering, supplemented by farming, and going to the depths of the southern wilderness, it is the paradise of demon beasts, the more inside, the more demon beasts, the stronger the strength, it is rumored that in the deepest depths, there are even terrible demons that are no less than the heavenly immortals.

Of course, for Jiang Chen, who had seen the scene of the future big demon and the heavenly immortal fighting with his own eyes, he knew that this was not just a rumor.

At this time, Jiang Chen was standing with Murong Yu on a slightly higher ground, looking at Ye Qinglin, who was fighting with a desolate beast below.

The desolate beast is a kind of demon beast, born strong, but slow to open its mind, many of them do not have complete sanity until the Purple Mansion period, and most of the time they rely on instinct to act.

And now this desolate beast that is fighting against Ye Qinglin has a body about two zhang long, shaped like a lion, with two hard protrusions on its head, and faintly surrounded by lightning around it, there may be a little bit of the bloodline of the ancient divine beast.

Ye Qinglin's hands were as white as jade, the rich purple thunder surrounded them, and the eyebrows were imprinted, although the size was very different from the desolate beast in front of him, but what he showed was a scene that was easily suppressed!

The flickering electric light around the lion-shaped desolate beast was eclipsed in front of the purple thunder, and in the face of the slender figure in front of him, the desolate beast roared powerlessly, and the instinct for survival made it constantly want to find opportunities to escape, but it was forced back again and again.

"Go!"

Ye Qinglin's body shape changed, making the lion-shaped desolate beast's escape turn into useless work again, this time, she appeared directly above the desolate beast's head, and the dazzling purple palm was imprinted on its forehead!

"Roaring ......"

The lion-shaped beast let out a last feeble roar, and its two brass bell-like eyes dimmed completely.

By the time Ye Qinglin moved his hand away, the forehead of the lion-shaped desolate beast was already scorched black, and the purple thunder and lightning had completely destroyed the heavenly spirit where its divine soul resided.

Then, Ye Qinglin turned around, stepped on the void, walked like a dragon, and arrived beside Jiang Chen and Murong Yu.

"If you can kill the desolate beasts of the Danyuan period within fifty moves, your strength is no longer considered a weak one in the Danyuan realm, and you can be ranked in the top twenty to the top fifteen when you put it on the list of outstanding people. Jiang Chen looked at her and nodded approvingly.

The list of outstanding people will not be off the list until the age of thirty-five, so there are some ordinary geniuses who have relatively average potential, but have been promoted to Danyuan for a long time by virtue of time, and the top thirty on the list are all Danyuan periods, and these people are at least known as geniuses in front of ordinary people, and they can fight and win against ordinary Danyuan.

With the accumulation of divine memories and Taoist scriptures, after Ye Qinglin was promoted, he could already be regarded as superior among the many Dan Yuan!

"If it weren't for the gossip dragon step given by the master, the disciple would not be so easy to kill. Ye Qinglin said modestly.

"It only takes two days to pass on your gossip and dragon steps, and you can master it, so you don't have to be too humble. ”

Jiang Chen took his hand and smiled faintly.

Just as Murong Yu rewarded the Immortal Spirit Jade Jue after opening up the Divine Sea, this time, Ye Qinglin broke through the Danyuan Period, and the reward was the Bagua Wandering Dragon Step, which is a rather profound method of tossing and turning, and it also has the wonderful use of the method of escape.

After obtaining this method, Jiang Chen naturally did not hide his secrets and taught it to the two disciples.

It is worthy of a six-star talent, and in just two days of cultivation, it can be performed decently, without the systematic empowerment, I can't even compare to my apprentice...... He sighed silently in his heart.

"Master, where are we going next?"

Murong Yu stood with his sword in his hands, a little eager to try, as if he also wanted to use the blood of the desolate beast to open the blade of the sword.

"It's getting late. ”

Jiang Chen raised his head and looked at the sky, it was already dusk.

"As a teacher, I remember that there is a village inhabited by human beings near the left, and I can go there to rest for the night. ”

。

ps: I'm on Sanjiang, ask for a recommendation ticket, thank you!

Thank you for the 100 starting coins of the flying snow, and thank you for the 100 starting coins of the book friend 20190804122146923