In front of them, there were thousands of steps, and above the steps, there was a quaint temple.

"That's it." Mu Yichen said.

At the same time, a quaint and distant bell rang out from the temple and resounded through the sky.

Feng Yunxi is still puzzled, what does her mother want to give her? It turned out to be inside the temple.

"Go up and have a look." Feng Yunxi said to Mu Yichen and took the lead to step up.

Fortunately, she was wearing a skirt that had just reached her ankles, and if she had dressed up yesterday, climbing the ladder would have been really uncomfortable.

The slope of these thousands of steps is very large, and for some reason, although Feng Yunxi's cultivation is nothing in the Holy Spirit Continent.

But the Spirit Emperor's cultivation is also at the level of ordinary people.

But when she walked this ladder, Feng Yunxi suddenly had the feeling that she was an ordinary person, an ordinary person who had no cultivation.

Thousands of steps, every hundred, you have to stop and catch your breath.

"This thousand-foot ladder is commonly known as the pious ladder, and all those who climb this ladder will temporarily lose all their cultivation, just like an ordinary person, if you want to worship the Buddha, you need to be so pious."

Mu Yichen followed by Feng Fengxi's side and explained to her.

After listening to this, Feng Yunxi nodded, and continued to climb up.

Probably because of this strict standard, until Feng Yunxi and the others climbed to the top, they didn't see any pilgrims, only two sweeping monks were cleaning at the door.

Seeing the visitor, the two sweeping monks had a trace of surprise in their eyes and stepped forward, "The two donors are here to worship the Buddha?" ”

Mu Yichen replied, "Exactly, please ask the little master to lead the way." ”

Feng Yunxi also nodded.

Since you have arrived at the temple, you should pay your respects first.

"Two donors, please." One of the sweepers handed the broom in his hand to his companion, and walked in front of him to guide the two of them with both hands.

"Let's go." Mu Yichen said to Feng Yunxi.

The two of them followed into the temple, which is called Daiganji Temple, and is dedicated to Jizo Bodhisattva.

Under the guidance of the sweeping monk, the two entered the Jizo Hall, and a majestic Buddha statue with a tin staff in his right hand and a Mani orb in his left hand appeared in front of them.

It is rumored that Jizo Bodhisattva advocates killing to stop killing, and once said that hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha.

Next to the Jizo Bodhisattva statue is a statue of the Truth Hearing with its head slightly lowered, as if listening to the Jizo King's outpouring.

Feng Yunxi and Mu Yichen walked to the main hall, knelt in front of the Buddha statue, and prayed devoutly.

After the service, the two men stood up.

"Amitabha."

An old monk in a robe walked out of the apse, "The two donors, Master Sanskrit, invite the two of them into the Zen monastery for a while. ”

After the old monk finished speaking, he didn't wait for Feng Yunxi and Mu Yichen to respond, turned around to himself, and walked towards the apse again.

Mu Yichen and Feng Yunxi glanced at each other and followed.

The old monk's steps were unhurried, as if he was waiting for the two of them on purpose.

Following the old monk, the two went out of the apse and entered a secluded Zen temple.

The old monk stood outside the courtyard and saluted the meditation room, "Master, the shepherd benefactor and the Feng benefactor have arrived." ”

"Two donors, please come in."

The sound of wooden fish in the meditation room stopped suddenly, and an ethereal male voice came out from inside.

"Two donors, please." The old monk turned sideways and gave way to Mu Yichen and Feng Yunxi.

When the two entered the room, the old monk immediately withdrew and closed the door of the meditation room.

The meditation room is very simple, a table, a bed, an offering table, and on the cushion in front of the offering table, a monk is meditating.

"I've seen the mage." Feng Yunxi leaned over and looked at the Sanskrit Yin Master.

It seems that this mage is also about the same age as them, with fair skin, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and twisting and turning, looking quite like a monk.

"Two donors, please be seated." The mage's eyes slowly opened, and he stood up from the cushion he was meditating on.

The two of them sat down on the chairs on the side, and the mage sat down beside them.

Fanyin's eyes softened, and she looked at Feng Yunxi and Mu Yichen, "Nineteen years ago, a Xia Shi asked a poor monk to keep a thing on his behalf, and when her descendants come to pick it up in the future, it must be the two." ”

Feng Yunxi's eyebrows trembled slightly, many years ago......

The mage in front of him was at most a few years older than Mu Yichen, nineteen years ago...... At that time.

Fanyin noticed Feng Yunxi's gaze, and looked at her with bright eyes, as if she had seen through everything, "Master Feng, all appearances are just false." ”

Hearing this, Feng Yunxi retracted his gaze, "Master, it's rude." ”

However, she had forgotten that the lifespan of the people in the Holy Spirit Continent could be extended with the improvement of their cultivation, and perhaps the mage in front of her would be the same.

Sanskrit Yin didn't mean to blame Feng Yunxi, as if there was a monk's unique compassion in his eyes that knew everything, "The donor can call me the Dharma name." ”

With that, Sanskrit took out a string of hand beads from his sleeve and put it on the table.

"The poor monk has been waiting for a long time again, and now he has fulfilled his promise to his old friend." After Sanskrit finished speaking, his hands were folded, and Amitabha Buddha slowly blurted out.

"Hand beads?" Feng Yunxi frowned slightly, picked up the Buddha beads on the table, and his face was full of doubts.

Mu Yichen was also quite surprised to see this string of Buddhist beads, and it was only after he arrived in the illusion that Aunt Xia confessed that he had left something for Feng Yunxi in the Great Wish Temple.

"This bead is called Xuanyu Bead." Sanskrit spoke.

"Buddhism's heavy treasure Xuanyu beads?" There was a hint of surprise in Mu Yichen's eyes.

Sanyin looked at Mu Yichen, "It is the Xuanyu Bead that the donor said, but the Xuanyu Bead has never been a thing of my Buddhism." ”

Mu Yichen nodded, "I see. ”

"Is there any use for this Xuanyu Bead?" Feng Yunxi had never heard of this thing, so she couldn't help but ask curiously.

What is the mother keeping this thing for herself?

Mu Yichen looked at the Xuanyu bead in Feng Yunxi's hand and said slowly.

"It is rumored that the nine beads on the Xuanyu Bead, each of which represents the Mimi space, in this small space, the speed of time flows several times faster than the outside world, and the Xuanyu Bead can resist attacks that are more than three orders higher than the wearer."

"So powerful?" Feng Yunxi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, isn't this equivalent to a cheating tool.

"It's just what I saw in the book, and I don't know what the real situation is." Mu Yichen said honestly, and at the same time turned his eyes to the Sanskrit sound on the side.

The Buddha beads in Sanyin's hand are always twisting, and the lips are closed one by one, "The shepherd is right, but this Xuanyu bead also has a function." ”

Sanskrit paused slightly when he spoke, making people think, "Each bead of the Xuanyu Bead can record the true sound of a real person once." ”

"Records?" Mu Yichen was puzzled, because the compass applied the formation, it could transmit people's audio and video in real time, and it could be used forever.

But this recorded circle has never appeared.

Therefore, the record of this Xuanyu bead may be unique.

Feng Yunxi's fingertips rubbed on the Xuan Yu beads, and he wanted to try the function of this record.