The Luo Han, who was shaken back, roared at Ning Yuan again, with a majestic momentum.

"It's just a stone god. If you were a Vajra Arhat of Xi'an Lean, I would be afraid of it. Ning Yuan blew his fist, and the Arhat shattered directly in the air, turning into light and shadow. The difference in power between the two is too great.

The face of the Fa Immortal Monk suddenly changed. Ning Yuan's body was as fierce as the rumors. It seems that he did not give up his life for the sake of fighting. Today, he can't escape the hands of his opponents!

"Bama, Bama, Bama......" Thinking of this, the Faxian monk quickly recited the Buddhist scriptures. A spirit rune appeared in front of him, and the vastness of the Buddha's light lifted all the gravity that Ning Yuan had given him.

Ning Yuan's pupils are small, and it is said that the powerful mantras of Buddhists have great and unpredictable power. At present, the Fa Immortal Monk is obviously trying his best, and the spells he uses should not be underestimated.

His body was filled with golden light, and Ning Yuan's ancient mana flowed out. He stood beside him curiously, wondering how powerful the mantras of Buddhism were.

Seeing that Ning Yuan didn't want to interrupt his words at this time, the Fa Immortal Monk couldn't help but be overjoyed.

There was a chill in his eyes, and the speed at which he recited the incantation in his mouth increased considerably.

"Bama, Bama, Bama, Bama, Bama, Bama, Bama, Bama..."

As the sound of the incantation echoed in the sky, the amulet in front of the Fa Immortal Monk continued to guide the Buddha's light from all directions, and the Buddha's light became stronger and stronger. The breath exhaled from above is even more terrifying.

Ning Yuan opened the eyes of the ancient demon. Under the guidance of the mantra, the amulet illuminates the light of the Buddha in the Pure Land of Bodhi, greatly enhancing its power. At the same time, it seems that there is something else that is difficult to say besides the great power of the Buddha.

"This is the power of faith?" Ning Yuan's eyes shone brightly. From Fa Xian's body, he finally felt the mystery of the Buddha's light in the sky that day.

When he first entered the Bodhi Pure Land, he was amazed by the Buddha's unassailable light. At that time, he did not understand how the Buddha light gathered together throughout the year to protect the peace of the Bodhi Pure Land. At this moment, with the tremendous power of the Dharma, he saw the whole leopard by chanting the mantra. He immediately understood how the endless light of the Buddha in the Bodhi Pure Land came about.

The Power of Faith! Millions of people in the Bodhi Pure Land burn incense and worship Buddha all day long. The power of faith is the source of the power of the Bodhi Pure Land! As long as the people have sustained faith, the power of the Buddha is endless. No wonder the Bodhi Pure Land is so powerful, and there is an endless stream of high peace messengers!

In addition to Ning Yuan's sigh, the spell of the Immortal Monk also stopped. The mantra originally served to communicate with the Buddha. Now it borrows the power of the Buddha, so there is no need to recite it.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" The monk chanted the name of the Buddha and pretended to be compassionate. Those who don't know think that it is a messenger of high peace who wants to purify evil spirits.

The spirit rune in front of him was fully revealed. Countless runes intertwined on it, and an ancient Buddha statue appeared. For a time, there were thousands of auspicious peace messengers around Ningyuan, and the lotus flowers of the golden peace messengers were in full bloom on the ground.

Ning Yuan's pupils narrowed like needles. This charm is really powerful! With the infinite power of faith, the monk who has realized the sevenfold heaven of the Dharma bursts out with infinite power in a place close to the ninefold Dharma heaven!

The empty shadow of the ancient Buddha sat solemnly in the air, and one palm walked in the direction of Ning Yuan. There seems to be a Buddhist kingdom in the palm of your hand. Thousands of Buddha statues are chanting Buddha. Behind him, there were seven layers of Buddha light, red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple, as if everything would change!

Ning Yuan danced wildly with black hair, feeling the breath of the ancient Buddha. The ancient magical power in his body flowed wildly, and the shadow of ancient magic appeared behind him!

The demons of ancient times were powerful. They are tall and tall. They tower all over the world. Even if it's a Buddha's palm, you can't blink! The Ancient Demon Buddha was in awe, Ning Yuan cut a section of Taoism, and became a messenger of peace for a while, and the sky fell! The center of the collision is like a dazzling sun. In the sky above Putuo Mountain, the storm and rain alarmed countless Buddhists to stop and watch. Many of the peacemakers of the Great Zen Monastery are still staring and worried. The appearance of the Buddha is a miracle in the eyes of believers. However, the shadow of the ancient Buddha slowly collapsed under the attack of the magical shadow between heaven and earth, which made countless believers unbelievable. Buddha, shouldn't he be invincible and omnipotent?

The Fa Immortal Monk was covered in blood. He spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His whole body swayed in the wind. On the contrary, Ning Yuan, despite the strong wind, his body seemed to be rooted in the void, still, like a demon peacemaker.

The last spell of the Immortal Monk was indeed infinitely powerful. If the eighth-level Heavenly Venerable is not careful, it is very likely to be defeated. However, Ning Yuan's cultivation had reached the peak of eight times the heavens, and his fighting style was eight times higher than that of the Immortal Monk.

The Fa Immortal Monk's injuries were not caused by Ning Yuan, but he risked his own uncontrollable strength. When the ancient Buddha and the ancient demon collided in an all-round way, his body, far less than the body of the fight, was naturally like a leaf falling with the wind, torn to pieces.

His vestments had been broken into a few strands, and he no longer had the demeanor of a monk, and his whole face was pale as a peacemaker. After a long and hard work, he was able to stand firm in the wind.

"It's a wonderful way to meditate." Ning Yuan sighed, but not to praise the Fa Immortal Monk, but to respect the entire line of meditation.

Although the shadow of the ancient Buddha collapsed under his attack, it was not that the ancient Buddha itself was inferior to the ancient demon king, but that the immortal monk who cast the spell was too weak.

The ancient Buddha deserves to be called a generation of Buddhist heroes. The Xi'an Li'an system he established protected the Pure Land of Bodhi even a million years later.

Ning Yuan had long known why the Bodhi Pure Land was powerful. It can be said that as long as it is within the scope of the Bodhi Pure Land, in the same level, there are few people who can compare with Zen Buddhism.

The Buddha's light condenses in the sky and is the most powerful weapon that can double the power of meditation.

Ancient magic, ancient divine power, and ancient Buddha power at the same level as divine power are extremely rare in this era. According to Ning Yuan's knowledge, only Xi'an has nine immortal Tian Gong and Hua Qingshuang, and nine characters Zhenyan. However, thanks to his discoveries, a handful of barbarians also stepped out of the ancient magical powers.

However, in comparison, there are very few people who can cultivate this superior strength, and everyone who comes out of it will not have a disadvantage in the same level of battle.

However, the ancient Buddha power, which was originally very rare, could be borrowed by every High Peace Messenger through a fantastic spell, and his power suddenly increased several times. With this unique method, we can know how terrifying the ancient Amitabha Buddha was 1 million years ago.

Ning Yuan was deeply in awe of the ancient Buddha. In fact, none of them are mediocre. It's hard to imagine how to achieve their goals.

No wonder for millions of years, so many old people have not been able to prove the truth. Of course, there are also factors in the general climate of heaven and earth, but the main reason is that the state of harmony is too different from the state of Dharma realization. Even if you are in the highest position, it does not mean that you can prove the facts. Only those who are strong at the quasi-archaeal level have a high probability of success.

"The winner is decided. Ning Yuan woke up from the ethereal shadow of the ancient Buddha and coldly faced Fa Immortal and Shang Dao.

He is not a benevolent person, and he will not let him die just because the Fa Immortal Monk is indiscriminate. At the moment, he is only seriously injured, but as long as he recovers, he can still come to the temple to make trouble.

"Haha, the fighting style of the human race is really worthy of its reputation, but it is a bit of a boast to say that victory and defeat have been divided." The eyes of the Fa Immortal Monk were gloomy and hysterical, and he laughed loudly. "Just like you, do you still want to be Ning's enemy?" Ning Yuan frowned slightly. This is the magic immortal he really wants to die. It's a shame to give up on your achievements, but it's better than dead.

"I'm going to kill you, Fa Xian's voice suddenly became gloomy. He faced the Messenger of Peace with a fierce face, his hand pressed tightly to his heart.

He took off his tattered robe, revealing his sturdy upper body.

Hush! Ning Yuan panted and looked at the peace messenger of the Fa Immortal Monk.

His heart was covered in a thick seal. This seal script is not attached to the surface, but penetrates into the flesh and blood, as if it has been completely integrated with the heart.

"No wonder I was a little strange when I saw this person before." Ning Yuan's eyes sparkled. Although he didn't understand what happened to the monk Faxian, judging from the strangeness in his heart, he was definitely a Xilian who walked into a fork in the road.

Master Mingtong and Master Shi Shi and others flew into the air at this time. They thought the battle was over, so they went to fight.

"The spell is back!" Master Mingtong came to see the abnormality of the Fa Immortal Monk and immediately changed his face.

"In return?" Ning Yuan raised his eyebrows. Could it be that the Fa Immortal Monk used something that he couldn't control in the previous battle, causing serious repercussions. If that's the case, it seems that Buddhist mantras, while mysterious, are not easy to use.

"This wound has been corroded by the spell for a long time. Brother Faxian, you are no longer you. "Master Mingtong's face is ugly. No wonder he felt that what the Fa Immortal Monk had done in the past few months did not match his original feelings. It seems that he has been cursed for a long time, and it has gradually affected his mind.

"I'm who I am, you're talking nonsense! Don't think that with the support of your body, you will be safe and sound in the big temple! "The Fa Immortal Monk is fierce, and his voice is getting colder and colder, and he is getting more and more fierce. He seems to have changed his personality.

"Master Mingtong, what's wrong?" Ning Yuan asked with a frown. The state of the Fa Immortal Monk is really strange. He had never seen anything like this before.

"Ning Enren, the senior brother of the Fa Immortal of Qingliang Temple, has always been famous for his Fushu. I'm afraid that he has long been eroded by his own charm for some reason, causing him to gradually lose his mind. In other words, Senior Brother Fa Immortal has been gone for a long time. No wonder he killed Ning Shizhu in the first place. Now he is just a puppet under the spell, the voice of Master Mingtong chanting the Buddha, his eyes are full of pity. It is sad that a generation of high peace messengers has been reduced to the point of being bitten to the last by their own charm.

"I see. In this way, if Ning kills him, Qingliang Temple will not have an opinion? Ning Yuan narrowed his eyes.

"If the Nin agrees, please frame him first. I will inform the abbot of Qingliang Temple first. Then I will turn this monster into a monster and comfort the spirit of Senior Brother Fa Immortal in heaven. It's a bit overwhelming to ask. He wasn't sure if Ning Yuan would agree. After all, it is much harder to arrest someone than to kill someone. A little mercy towards a person bitten by a spell can easily lead to tragedy. This is not uncommon in the history of the Bodhi Pure Land.

"According to the master." Ning Yuan nodded, didn't think much about it, just wanted to come again.

"Ning Shi Lord be careful! The process of the mantra devouring people's hearts is little by little. I'm afraid that Senior Brother Fa Immortal still has the last bit of wisdom just now. But your failure, the spell is completely reversed, and Senior Brother Fa Immortal has become a demon. When you become a magic peacemaker in meditation, it is the most dangerous time! Master Mingtong hurriedly reminded Ning Yuan that he would suffer.

Fa Xian, now a demon, is not an opponent at all, let alone captured alive. Only Ning Yuan's strength can guarantee to catch him. "Please join hands with your benefactors." Don't let the Demon Peacemaker kill here. At the same time, Master Mingtong saluted the Giant King and the teacher and asked for help.

He couldn't help but know how terrible it was to know how terrible a person was to be the more benevolent he was. If one of them allows the Demon Peace Messenger to fall from the sky or even escape, a large number of Buddhists will suffer, and Putuo Mountain will instantly become a mountain of dead corpses.

"Don't worry, Master." The teacher and the others nodded and scattered, blocking the sky to ensure that the Fa Immortal Monk would eventually join them no matter which direction he swooped out.

Ning Yuan looked at the teacher and frowned. At present, the Dharma Immortal Monk is extremely incompetent. Except for the Great King, even the Bird of Distress may not be able to catch him. As for the master and old Langa, they are not his opponents.

Master Mingtong was very concerned about the safety of ordinary people, so he invited a few people to help him. But in Ning Yuan's mind, he was even more reluctant to see his teacher at risk.

Looking at the crazy monk Faxian, in order to prevent accidents, Ning Yuan's eyebrows lit up, and the second real world opened, directly involving him. This is the safest method. He loves his teacher and does not allow her to take risks.

The Fa Immortal Monk turned into a demon, and he became very afraid. His serious injuries were miraculously healed. He was like a beast, the Buddhist power in his whole body had been transformed into the power of incantations, and he frantically marched towards Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan is the absolute master of the second real world. After several divine powers were continuously exerted, he gradually subdued the Fa Immortal Monk. In the end, as soon as he lifted his big sleeves, Wanci Mountain fell from the sky, and he settled down with the real people of the Fa Immortal Monk.

The Faxian monk shouted, but he could not get rid of the sun god of Wanci Mountain. Ning Yuan was no longer a monk, but a terrifying demon peacemaker, which gave Ning Yuan a new understanding of the definition of Buddha and demon.

Ning Yuan assured that the other party could no longer make waves, so he took the second real world and reappeared in the sky. Master Mingtong thought there would be a bitter battle, but he didn't want to end the battle like Ning Yuan's electric lights and flints. Now he was shocked. When he realized that he had a deep respect for Ning Yuan. As for the peace messengers and believers of the Putuo Mountain Great Zen Temple, most of them do not know what happened in the sky, and they still have endless memories of the shadow of the ancient Buddha. "I really want to thank the people of Ningn. If it weren't for the timely help of Ning Enren and everyone, I'm afraid our Great Zen Temple wouldn't be able to escape today. Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Fa Immortal was bitten by a spell. Master Mingtong sighed, his heart still full of fear.

It was a coincidence that Ning Yuan and his entourage came here today. If J'ung'Wén is robbed at night, there's nothing bad about it. I'm afraid he'll be killed and bruised by the mad Dharma Immortals and Peacebringers.

Master Mingtong knew how outrageous the behavior of a person bitten by a spell was, but Master Mingtong knew that such a tragedy had happened in Dachen Temple in recent years.

"It's so stupid that the monk Faxian died for a movie called "Jingyun"." The king said bluntly, his eyes disdainful. In his opinion, the monk's "īng'wén" is the most boring and useless, it is not "Xiūliaang'fǎ", but the peace messengers regard it as a treasure.

"The wonderful scriptures that Senior Brother Fa Immortal wants to get, not ordinary Diamond Sutras", Master Mingtong said with a wry smile, although he knew that the king was not interested, but Ning Yuan and his party helped them, and they should not hide it from others.

"Master, is it really possible that Jin Yong has a special origin?" Ning Yuan asked curiously. Previously, from the conversation between the Faxian monk and Master Mingtong, he vaguely heard that Jiang Wangwang had an extraordinary origin, but it seemed that this matter was related to the secret of the Great Zen Temple, and he didn't ask much.

At the moment, Master Mingtong doesn't seem to shy away from this topic. He asked casually to satisfy his curiosity.

Master Mingtong said bluntly: "The Lotus Sutra of our temple is one of the twelve volumes left by the Buddha. ”。 When he mentioned that ancient Buddha, his face was serious.

"The treasure left by the ancient Buddha?" The Giant King Shield looked curious. Even the painful bird, his eyes sparkled.

Even if you are not a Taoist, it is absolutely precious. I didn't expect that there were so many treasures in a small big Zen temple.

"To you, it shouldn't be called a treasure. The Lotus Sutra is just a pure Diamond Sutra, and if you understand the contents, you may be able to grasp the Dharma, but for non-meditators, it is not that precious. Master Mingtong explained that apart from meditation, the Lotus Sutra is of little use to practitioners. Otherwise, he would not easily tell others about these secret things.

"Is it just Buddhism? That's boring. The Giant King Shield shook his head, losing interest. He was not a Buddhist. Even if he can understand Mahayana Buddhism from the Buddhist scriptures, it is none of his business. Electronic Chinese Network

He thought that there would be some secret methods or secret techniques left by the ancient Buddha in Jingwen, so he became interested. But that's just the Dharma. How does it help? Is it hard for him to escape?

The Twelve Scrolls of the Sutra were just left by the Master? There may be something mysterious left by the ancient Buddha in Jingwen, however, the teacher continued to be curious. The twelve-volume "Jin Yong" has been circulated in the world. If there is no specific purpose, it is not in the position of the ancient Buddha.

"These twelve volumes have been preserved by the Eight Famous Temples since ancient times. Among them, there are three volumes in the Dalaiyin Temple, two volumes in the Shuiyue Temple and Lingyin Temple, and one volume in each of the remaining five temples. ”

"You are not like us as peacemakers. Of course, you don't know what meaning the Buddha left us. Xuanyun contains the thoughts of the Buddha. If you understand it, it's like a real Buddha's biography, understanding Mahayana Buddhism. These twelve scrolls are the basis for the existence of these eight temples. The reason why the eight famous temples can emerge in large numbers and have a long history is inseparable from the twelve volumes: "We have always kept the "Lotus Sutra" in the Great Zen Temple. Many peace messengers throughout the ages have learned profound Dharma from it. However, no one knows if there are other magical effects. As for whether other famous temples also retain the same idols, we don't know. Master Mingtong explained in detail.

"No wonder the Fa Immortal Monk wants to snatch the Lotus Sutra. It seems that he is here to wait for Ruoqinliang Temple to become the new Eight Famous Temples," Ning Yuan suddenly realized that the twelve volumes of ancient Buddhist scriptures have special inheritance significance, and the status of the Shou Weng Confucian Temple will naturally rise.

The power of the three volumes of Xuanzang and one temple is enough to show their unshakable status in the Bodhi Pure Land.

Qingliang Temple, as a temple that has been in the ascendant in the past 10,000 years, has insufficient information. Of course, it hopes to improve its status by holding Kang Wen-eun, on the contrary, after years of decline, the temple has naturally become a piece of fat in the eyes of others.

"The peace messengers of Qingliang Temple are not good at Buddhism, because they are still greedy for fame and fortune." They can't see through these pseudonyms. The elongated old man of the Blue Peace Messenger shook his head.

"The abbot of Qingliang Temple, Fayu, is a messenger of high peace who is indifferent to fame and fortune. I don't think he meant that. Senior Brother Fa Immortal was also corrupted by this rune, and he would do such a ridiculous thing. Master Mingtong said that he did not have much resentment and dissatisfaction with Qingliang Temple.

"I hope so. Ning Yuan nodded, hoping that everything Master Mingtong said would come true.

While they were drinking tea and chatting, Master Mingtong had a deep knowledge of Buddhism and excellent conversation. Ning Yuan talked to him and benefited a lot.

Master Mingtong originally planned to release the relics of the two senior brothers first, but he had no choice but to postpone the matter and wait for the people from Qingliang Temple to come.

The distance between Qingliang Temple and Putuo Mountain is not far for a Venerable One. So, Fa Yu, the abbot of Qingliang Temple, waited for a long time, and personally brought a few taxis to come.

The abbot of Fa Yu only brought ordinary Dìzǐ and did not have a large group of people with amazing momentum, which won Ning Yuan's favor in the first place. This shows that the other party does not want to settle accounts with the Great Zen Temple. This Fa Yu is much better than his junior brother.

"I'm really ashamed that I made such a change. I'm sorry for the trouble I have caused him, and Abbot Fayu saluted everyone deeply with sad eyes.

The people of the Great Zen Temple had already told him what was going on the road. When he knew that his junior brother had been bitten back by a spell and almost made a big mistake, he was sadder than anyone else.

"Brother Fayu's words are too heavy." Master Mingtong obviously respected Fa Yu and helped him up.

After the Qingliang Temple apologized humanely, the problem of the monk Faxian was solved. Obviously, a Dharma Immortal monk who has lost his mind should not stay in this world.

Ning Yuan saw that the two masters were not cruel, so he opened his mouth to finish for them. I don't know, Abbot Yu shook his head and said I want to see you off one last time. I hope you succeed. ”

Ning Yuan naturally had no opinion, and took the two masters of Qingliang Temple and the other peace messenger couples into his second real world. He didn't dare to let the Fa Immortal Monk come out. Otherwise, in his current state, if something goes wrong, he will live in a situation where he will lose his life.

Abbot Fayu saw his younger brother's appearance with his own eyes, and the last trace of doubt in his heart disappeared, replaced by deep sadness. He recited the name of the Buddha and recited the Buddhist scriptures together with a group of peace messengers from Qingliang Temple, which was considered to be the transcendence of the Dharma sage monks.

The Faxian monk lost his mind, and at this time he just roared wildly, trying to escape from Manci Mountain, but to no avail. The abbot finally took a deep breath. The Dharma Monk had a handprint on his forehead, and the Buddha's light flowed peacefully.

The body of the Fa Immortal Monk gradually softened, and his eyes lost the Divine Peace Messenger. His body was quickly set on fire, and the dust returned to the dust, and the earth returned to the earth. In the end, only a few relics remained in the ashes.

He collected several teachings by himself, and Abbot Fayu fell silent. Ning Yuan, Master Mingtong and the others did not speak, and watched this scene quietly.

After leaving the second real world, Abbot Fayu and his party soon left. The Fa Immortal Monk is in such a big trouble. Now, the lights are out, and Abbot Fayu has no intention of staying in Dachen Temple. He politely said goodbye to a few people from Ning Yuan and Master Mingtong, and then left Xiangyun.

After waiting for another half a day, Master Mingtong personally arranged for the relics of Yuantong and Zhongtong, and Ning Yuan and his party went to the Lingshan Holy Land.

At this point, there were only two days left before the date of the coalition meeting.

At the same time, from all directions of the Bodhi Pure Land, the leaders of many ethnic groups such as Yaksha, Blood, Celestial Maiden, and Dream are gathering to the Holy Land of Lingshan with different progresses.

"This meeting of the Alliance, my king will be the leader! It's time to unify the scattered thousands. King Yesha stepped on two ten-foot-sized floating heads. His red skin seemed to be soaked in blood, and the places he passed were filled with magical demons.

"The sinister and cunning people will gather together again, wondering what will happen this time? Is it the same as the previous times, which did not achieve any useful results in the end, or is someone able to integrate the opinions of the eight parties and truly form a coalition? "In Qingluan's car, a woman stretched lazily, her beautiful eyes curiously looking at the Buddha's light in the distant sky." What a waste of time! If you don't immediately lead the army to conquer Wumen and give a powerful help to other peoples, what meeting do you have in your spare time! "Underground, there are eight dragons digging and pulling the throne. On the throne, there was an ant-like monster with erect legs and an impatient face. "Elder, the Holy Land of the Spirit Mountain is here. Do you want to meet Brother Ning Yuan this time? On the mountain road, a woman with clear eyes and outstanding temperament smiled sweetly at an old man beside her.

Chapter 1031 Spirit Mountain Holy Land

There are many green hills ahead, and many devout Buddhists and ascetic peace messengers can be seen on the road.

Without the guidance of others, you can naturally follow believers and ascetics to find the holy place of the Spirit Mountain.

"The Holy Land of Lingshan is the Holy Land of Bodhi. It is said that Amitabha, the Buddha at that time, preached here, changed the ancients, and learned about Mahayana Buddhism. Dalai Sound Temple is the first of all temples. It is located at the top of Lingshan Mountain. There are many high peace messengers coming out one after another. We are abbots of other temples. We also have great respect for the many High Peace Messengers inside. We often sit with them to discuss Taoism, and we can deepen our understanding of Buddhism. ”

On the official road, Master Mingtong introduced the situation of the Lingshan Holy Land to several people in Ningyuan. Lan Changchang had also inspected the Lingshan Holy Land in advance, but his understanding was not as good as that of Master Mingtong. After listening to Master Mingtong's words, the holy place in people's hearts was even more awe-inspiring.

The official road is straight and wide. As can be seen, it has been repaired throughout the year. After a kung fu session, a statue of a large Buddha appeared in front of them. It is about 10 zhang high and lifelike. Many believers burn incense there.

"From here, it's a pilgrimage. During the pilgrimage, Buddhist flags are planted everywhere during the pilgrimage, and golden chrysanthemums are planted on the 218 hiking trail. Thousands of trees are wrapped in yellow cloth, thousands of carrier pigeons fly around the Buddha statue, Master Mingtong said, after passing the Buddha statue, you can see the national flag fluttering on both sides of the road, which is very different from before.

"I heard that the stone carvings of the Lingshan Giant Buddha are very famous. Is it there? Lan Changchang looked puzzled. The Buddha statue is about ten zhang high. It is not vulgar, but it does not deserve to be called worthy of its name compared to its prestige. "Of course not," Master Mingtong said with a smile, "the real Big Buddha is carved according to the cliff of Lingshan. It is several thousand feet tall and has caves on it. ”

"Yes." At the same time, he was looking forward to the statue of the Great Buddha that stood at a height of 1,000 feet. How spectacular is it?

Through the pilgrimage road, there are two forks, one leading to the Lingshan in the distance and the other leading to the city near the Lingshan. Here, Master Mingtong paused and pondered for a while, with one day left before the alliance meeting. At present, the temple must be very lively. If we stay in Lingshan City for one night, do you have any suggestions? ”

"Well, that's it. I don't want to live in a temple! The Giant King was the first to respond, giving a clear answer. The Disaster Bird nodded immediately. Although they had not been to the Great Lei Yin Temple, they wanted to spend the night with a group of peace messengers. The thought of this makes me uneasy.

"The temple has never received a female guest." Afraid of causing inconvenience to the queen, we plan to live in Lingshan City temporarily. Lan Changchang nodded. If Master Mingtong hadn't led the way, he would have planned it a long time ago. It seems that Master and he want to be together.

"What are you willing to do?" Everyone agreed, but out of respect, Master Mingtong asked Xiang Ningyuan again.

"If I don't have an opinion, I'll live in Lingshan City."

Ning Yuan knew that Lingshan was the place where the ancient Buddha preached, so he had already started to read it. Especially the Great Lei Yin Temple, this place always made him have some thoughts, remembering some things in his early years. If he could, he wanted to go to Lingshan as soon as possible and visit Dalai Yin Temple as soon as possible. However, what everyone said was reasonable, and it was really inconvenient for the teacher. So, he can restrain himself and wait another day.

He could choose to go to Lingshan to satisfy his curiosity. However, the head of the nation on the top of the mountains, I cannot compromise.

So they chose the fork in the road to Lingshan City, and after some effort, Lingshan City came into view.

Lingshan Castle has no walls and no high tiles. Once in Lingshan City, it was a thriving market, no less than any big city that Ning Yuan had ever visited.

Ning Yuan's divine consciousness slowly dissipated. As soon as he entered the city, he felt an amazing aura. He's right. At present, experts of various ethnic groups are coming together. God knows what will happen. With him by his side, he can relax.

Soon after entering the city, a group of peacemakers dressed in yellow robes hurried over and respectfully saluted Master Mingtong.

"Da Lei Yin Temple, I have seen the abbot of Mingtong."

The monk in front is a monk from Dalai Yin Temple.

"It turned out to be the nephew of the martial arts. It's hard to see you leave the Great Thunder Yin Temple," Master Mingtong said in some surprise. Obviously, this kind of perception is famous in Dalai Sound Temple.

"Abbot Mingtong told the truth, Wuxin received guests from all ethnic groups in Lingshan City in accordance with Master's instructions." Monk Wuxin was polite and polite. At the same time, he looked at Ning Yuan, his eyes full of respect.

Master Mingtong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yan Shen has always been considerate and thoughtful. ”。

"You must be the elder of the Great Forest, right?" Monk Wuxin stepped forward and respectfully faced Ning Yuan and the others. On one side of the temple, there is a variety of information about the guests of all ethnic groups who came to visit this time. As soon as he saw Ning Yuan and his party, and then saw Master Mingtong next to him, he immediately recognized them and rushed forward, not daring to ignore them. "These two are the kings and queens of our foresters, and this is the Giant King." Old Man Langa first introduced Ning Yuan and his teacher, as well as the Giant King. As for himself and the bird, he did not mention.

"Welcome to the Holy Land of Lingshan. Our monastery has settled in the city for you," Monk Wuxin was busy saluting the people and explaining his intentions.

"Please, little master." Ning Yuan's polite attitude was better, so that they didn't have to find a place to live. If you want to come to the Great Rhine, the safety and conditions should be good.

"You're welcome, Master Ning." The five-hearted monk hurried back with deep respect.

Ning Yuan looked at the little monk and nodded to himself. Although he is young, he speaks very specially. In the face of such a group of powerful people, even if it is very difficult, there is no trace of shyness and uneasiness.

Under the guidance of Monk Wuxin, a group of people came to their residence in the city.

Dalai Sound Temple is very considerate. I'm afraid there aren't many people who like to live in Lingshan. For this reason, we have specially found hundreds of houses in Lingshan City for people of all ethnic groups to rest here.

Although the League of Nations was called "all races", in fact, some small and weak peoples did not have the time and ability to travel long distances to attend meetings. As a result, only a few hundred powerful races came to the conference. As for the other races, they are mostly attached to the great nation and depend on them for their own benefit.

The Terrans were dominant in number and strength among all tribes, but not all of them were eligible to participate in the conference. For example, the martial arts association of the Kunlun Pure Land is attached to the giant forest. Ning Yuan himself represented their demands.

As for the rest of the Terran forces in general, they are not eligible to participate in the meeting. In such a world-class meeting, even the Prison Clan and Ning Yuan's own family's magic hall did not have half a seat.

It can be said that this time the leaders of all nationalities were able to participate in the alliance meeting. As for the Bodhi Pure Land, since it is the host, all the High Peace Messengers in the territory have the right to participate in the meeting. This is also the reason why Master Mingtong can come. Otherwise, according to the regulations, only a small number of high-ranking peace envoys of the Dalai Lama Monastery can attend the meeting.

Participation is participation, but the meeting has strict voting criteria for voting matters. Even though the Bodhi Pure Land itself has a strong voice, only the Dalai Yin Temple has the right to vote.

All of this was known by Ning Yuan in advance, not by the old man Langga. After all, if he wants to win the position of leader at the coalition meeting, he needs the support of people with voting rights. Therefore, he naturally pays more attention to this issue.

After passing through the city, the monk Wuxin took the people to a secluded mansion. The mansion is not luxurious, but it is simple and clean. It's very pleasant to watch. There were a few people in Ning Yuan who were very satisfied.

"Master Ning, there are two distinguished guests staying with you. Do you mind? Monk Wuxin pushed open the door and said to Ning Yuan and the others with a smile.

"Who is it?" Ning Yuan frowned slightly. Among all the peoples, dragons and snakes are mixed. Some races don't even get along well. It was inconvenient to live together. Da Lei Yin Temple is a little stingy. It even allows them to live with other people. They are not afraid of any conflict.

"Master Ning will know when he sees it." Monk Wuxin smiled mysteriously. As soon as he finished speaking, someone walked out of the lobby of the building. "Brother Ning Yuan!" A beautiful and ethereal woman ran in her face. Although she hadn't seen her for many years, she had grown up a lot, but Ning Yuan recognized it at a glance, and her face showed joy.

"Little dream!" Ning Yuan greeted with a smile. At the same time, he looked behind her and found that the old man Ji Gongdan had a kind smile on his face.

"Senior, you're here too." Ning Yuan was happy for a while. No wonder the martial arts monks let them live together. They are all his own people.

"Not my husband. Who else can take this girl away? The Great Elder smiled, seeing that Ning Yuan was really alive. Not to mention how happy he was. The story of Yang Xincheng was passed back to the barbarians. He almost jumped with a bunch of old guys. It's been a hundred years, a whole hundred years. They thought that the descendants of this family were proud of themselves. They were sad. Luckily, the peacemaker opened his eyes and finally let him come back alive. Nothing could be more surprising than that. At the Bodhi Pure Land Meeting, they originally thought that Ning Yuan would definitely come. So, several old people quarreled for a long time in order to win the opportunity to come here. In the end, he relied on the old one, sold the old one, and got a chance. An old man like Emperor Xuan could only be as depressed as the people of the other three tribes.