As the originator of Weishan Temple, Fahai has never been afraid to speculate on people's hearts with the worst malice.

Slowly embellished behind Pu Yuan, seemingly careless, in fact, the left hand hidden in the sleeve had already clasped the purple gold bowl.

Whenever there is the slightest disturbance, he must go to the general circle as soon as possible and keep him as a hostage.

Unaware that he was wandering frantically on the verge of being knocked out of someone's stick, Pu Yuan walked on the tree-lined path leading to the back mountain, and at the same time did not forget to chat with Fahai with great interest.

"Elder Fahai may not know that when the patriarch sat down, he felt that the heavens and the earth were created, and if he realized, he actually gave up the Dharma of the most yang and the strongest, and returned to the basics to derive a plain palm print. ”

"It's also strange to say, that style of palm looks ordinary at first glance, if it weren't for the strength to infiltrate into the rock wall, it would not even be as good as a martial artist who knows a little about martial arts in the ordinary. ”

"If it weren't for a strange thing that happened later, maybe the seniors would simply think that this matter was just a rash action before the patriarch passed away. ”

Pu Yuan sold a pass and turned his head to look at Fahai.

"Amitabha, could it be...... What's so mysterious about this palm?"

deliberately pretended to be puzzled, but Fahai secretly did not relax his vigilance at all.

Seeing his own story really aroused the interest of the other party, Pu Yuan was full of smug smiles like a three-year-old child, and he talked eloquently with a three-inch long beard.

"It was more than 100 years after the death of the patriarch, there was an elder in the door who accidentally disturbed his mind for the heavenly demon when he sat in meditation, and wanted to kill in the temple. ”

"It's strange to say, the rest of the ancestors entered it without any abnormality, only the elder who entered the Bo Xun was instantly suppressed and his divine consciousness cultivation was unable to move. ”

Later, the ancestors and they found out that the palm print, but anyone with good intentions encountered it, is just a decoration on the rock wall, and there is no big problem. ”

"But those who have improper intentions or evil thoughts, if they see the oven overwhelmed by the sun, any evil thoughts and lustful thoughts will be gone in an instant. ”

"Coincidentally, this is exactly what it is. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Fahai saw a cave entrance appear in front of him.

On the side, the monk Puyuan's kind face was full of smiles, and he didn't seem to see any bad intentions revealed.

On the other hand, Nezha, who may also be in the same world, gave Fahai the courage to be bold and reckless.

After a little excuse, the little monk leisurely followed him into it.

The cave is not big, a futon, a bed, that's all.

As the place of death of a high-ranking monk at the peak of the law, no matter what, it can't help but make people feel a little too shabby.

The futon seems to be sat on from time to time, and there is not much dust on it.

On the bed leaning against the rock wall nearby, a Buddhist monk with a golden body sits and lies on it, making a smile like a flower, lifelike like a living.

And in the direction he was directly opposed, less than a foot away, a simple palm print that seemed to be rough and carved, and the texture was visible.

Somehow, as if there was an artistic conception in the underworld, just stepping into the cave made Fahai feel that the spiritual platform was clear, and the fatigue and fatigue disappeared.

There really are some doorways!

"Amitabha. ”

After saying a Buddha call, Fahai sincerely said to the patriarch of Dalun Temple.

At the same time, there was no mechanism to trigger, and second, dozens of bald strong men suddenly jumped out, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and reacted that this wave was their old mille-feuille.

And seeing that Fahai was nothing unusual, Pu Yuan was also secretly relieved in his heart, and the smile on his face couldn't help but be much more sincere.

Just now he said that he invited Fahai to enter the back mountain to talk about it, although he had the idea of sending a thank you gift, in fact, he also had the idea of using the ancestor's handprint to verify whether the other party harbored evil intentions.

After all, today's Dalun Temple is different from the past, since Pudu betrayed the mountain gate, the vitality was greatly damaged, and it was not easy to repair back a little vitality, but it was not able to withstand the second loss.

Although Fahai is the one who returned the Buddha treasure, who knows if he has hidden any bad intentions.

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Fahai was wary of them, and they were just as wary of Fahai.

The two bad embryos, each with their own thoughts, glanced at each other, and laughed so much that a guest and host were happy.

As Brother Puyuan said, there are some extraordinary things here, as soon as the poor monk enters the door, he feels that the Lingtai is clear, his heart is like a mirror, and his confusion is all gone. ”

"Dare to ask Senior Brother, what is the name of this palm of the senior?"

After observing silently for a while, even the lines of the palm prints on the rock wall seemed to be vivid.

With only a pair of fleshy palms, he can do this step, and just this control of strength, Fahai sighs to himself.

Sure enough, there is no void under the fame, and those who can start a sect and establish a sect, even in a small world where the upper limit is limited, the stones of other mountains have merit.

Seeing Fahai so much respect for the patriarch's Buddhist cultivation, Pu Yuan also looked honored.

"Before his death, the patriarch gave this palm a name, called the Divine Palm. ”

"Rulai...... Puff cough cough, a good Buddha palm, concise and to the point, as if showing my Buddha's compassion and education, the predecessors are really talented...... Talented, poor monks are ashamed of themselves. ”

Almost choked on saliva, Fahai had a strange face and forced a smile.

He wanted to complain before, the Buddhist holy land inheritance of the heart method is called the Great Day Rulai Heart Sutra, and the dying creation of a palm method is called the Rulai God Palm, this Dalun Temple founder is really simple and rude, pointing to the will.

As soon as Fahai's words fell, he heard a long sigh from Pu Yuan.

"The patriarch's mind is unmatched...... Alas, it is a pity that such a natural resource, limited by this world, cannot be transcended and ascended. ”

"Don't hide it from the Zen master, the poor monk sometimes has some doubts, there are countless amazing talents and gorgeous people throughout the ages, but since Zhuang Sheng, I have never heard the rumors of the ascendant, this world is ...... Is there really a way to get out of it?"

The old monk who had practiced Buddhism for most of his life was confused in his eyes.

Of course there were, and as expected, the next ascendant was acquainted with him.

Fahai sighed secretly, but it was difficult to say.

For example, today's Taoism is not in Confucianism, Ning Caichen's Confucianism and Taoism conform to the principles of heaven, and he is a well-deserved son of destiny who adheres to humane luck, and is the most likely person to preach Taoism in this era.

If you choose the wrong direction, no matter how far you go, it will be in vain.

"Ahem, it's the old man's gaffe, if the Zen master is willing, you can meditate here to comprehend the patriarch's palm print, and if you have any needs, you can talk to the old monk. ”

With a sigh of emotion, the old monk cleaned up and returned to his original state, standing silently aside.

This is the place where the patriarch sits, and it is already the limit to allow outsiders to step in, if the other party is left alone, in case the patriarch's golden body is damaged, it is a big mistake.

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