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And seeing Wang Sheng's figure disappear, Hongren in the main hall suddenly said: "Master, dare to ask if you have completely believed in Senior Brother Huiming after experiencing the matter of asking the Buddha." ”

Daoxin shook his head slightly, "It seems that you have been holding back your words for several days." ”

He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, "Since Huiming worshiped me as a teacher and entered my Zen Buddhism, he will not doubt him as a teacher, no matter how many doubts his identity is, he is a member of my Zen sect." ”

"Then why did Master agree to this Buddha test?"

Daoxin smiled slightly, "You suspect that the teacher is deliberately embarrassing Huiming." ”

Hongren acquiesced without speaking, he did have this suspicion.

Daoxin shook his head, "You don't know, the Tiantai Sect's virtuous junior brother is really your Daosheng uncle's lay brother, he just wants to confirm whether your uncle's inheritance is worthy." ”

Hongren was stunned, he really couldn't imagine that there was such a relationship here.

From this point of view, Uncle Shanxing's sudden rebuke that day should have nothing to do with the master, and he felt a little at ease.

……

The next day, the king rose early in the morning and rushed to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but saw that his master Daoxin and his senior brother Hongren were already waiting for him there.

"Let's go."

Seeing him coming, Daoxin waved his hand and released a golden cloud to envelop the three of them, and then shouted, 'Rise!' The clouds broke through the sky and disappeared into the main hall in an instant.

Sitting on the golden clouds and watching the temple under his feet gradually become smaller, Wang Sheng felt very excited.

In addition to flying, it was the first time he enjoyed the feeling of flying, the golden clouds under his feet were very large, and he flew very steadily, and the breeze blew across his cheeks, bringing the unique vitality of the Westward Journey World.

The speed of the golden clouds was very fast, and gradually the Zhengjue Temple was no longer visible, and a continuous mountain appeared below, and the golden clouds were constantly passing over these mountains.

After a while, the mountain was left behind, and the vision in front of him was empty, and Wang Sheng suddenly noticed that a cyan light appeared in the sky nearby.

The light spotted them as well, and they approached the golden cloud, and a sound came from above.

"Old Dao Lingxuzi has seen the abbot of Daoxin." The voice is powerful and powerful.

The light disappeared, revealing an old man in Taoist clothes flying with a sword, with a crown on his head, white eyebrows, and a snow-white floating dust in his hand, and a green robe fluttering in the wind, looking very chic and easy.

"Character: Daomen monk."

"Grade: Jindan."

It turned out to be a Jindan-level monk, and he seemed to be very familiar with Daoxin.

"Did the abbot also rush to Wuzhuang Temple to participate in the ginseng fruit meeting?" The old Taoist priest asked.

"Exactly, the layman is well." The abbot of Daoxin lowered his flight speed and paralleled Lingxuzi.

"It has been ten years since Kunlun said goodbye, but I didn't expect that the abbot has made a complete merit, achieved a golden Arhat, and ascended to bliss." Lingxuzi Lao Dao looked at the golden light outside Daoxin's body and sighed very much.

Daoxin smiled, "The old man is just one step ahead, the layman is blessed, and he is expected to be the immortal Dao fruit in this life." ”

Lingxuzi shook his head, he knew his own situation best, if there was no external force, his achievements in this life would have come to an end, he looked at Wang Sheng curiously, "Is this the new Buddha of Zen Buddhism, sure enough, his eyebrows are beautiful, and his bones are strange." ”

"The layman is well-informed, and he is the little apprentice Huiming, but he has just entered the Buddhism, and he does not deserve the title of Buddha." Daoxin summoned Wang Sheng and Hongren, "This is the predecessor of Daomen Lingxuzi, and he is a close friend of the teacher, you can come forward and see it." ”

"I've seen Uncle Shi."

Wang Sheng followed his senior brother to perform a Buddhist salute, and he was very interested in the old way that suddenly appeared in front of him, or rather, in the dashing flying of the imperial sword.

I think who didn't fantasize about becoming a generation of sword immortals back then, wearing a white robe, standing with a sword when quiet, and flying ethereal when moving, entering and exiting the green underworld.

Against the enemy, ten thousand swords will be fired together, and the enemy's head will be thousands of miles away.

That chic, that cool, much better than being a monk now.

"Hehe, Master Hongnin's nephew Poor Dao has already seen it, but Master Huiming's nephew is still meeting for the first time, but Poor Dao has also heard that his nephew was born with Buddha bones, and several poems he said are deeply rooted in Buddhism." Lingxuzi stroked his beard and smiled.

"Uncle Shi has won the award." Wang Sheng touched his head, he didn't expect his name to spread to the Daomen.

Lingxuzi shook his head, "The poor road is not a lie, there is nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust!" The words of the master and nephew are suitable even if they are placed in my Daomen, and the word heart, I don't know how much red dust has been disturbed, and it has also blocked the way of the old way. ”

Lingxuzi was very emotional, as if he really liked that poem.

After that, he took out a white jade slip from his arms, "Huiming's nephew met for the first time, this meeting gift is indispensable, I see that my nephew's cultivation is still owed, and he can't fly, this is my Kunlun cloud climbing technique, and I can travel thousands of miles a day when I practice to be familiar with it, so I gave it to my nephew." ”

The art of flight!

Wang Sheng's eyes lit up, after experiencing the master's Jin Yun, what he longed for most now was to be able to fly and have a good time.

This old Taoist priest is good!

"Amitabha, the layman is really humble, this cloud-climbing technique is one of your magical powers, where did the apprentice get the blessing to learn this technique, and please take it back." Daoxin actually refused on his behalf.

Wang Sheng's flesh hurts, how can this master pit himself and push the things he has in his hands out.

Lingxuzi laughed, "The abbot of Daoxin is really not happy, but the things sent by my Lingxuzi have not been taken back, and the master and nephew followed, and the poor Dao took the first step." He threw the jade slip to Wang Sheng, and then a ray of light wrapped him up, and instantly flew into the distance.

It's just the blink of an eye, and the light is already ethereal, and it can't be found.

On the golden cloud, the three of them watched as the light disappeared.

Abbot Daoxin shook his head abruptly, "Huiming, since the layman has given you this magical power, you should not slack off and become proficient as soon as possible, but you still can't delay the practice of Buddhism. With that, he continued to sit in meditation with his knees crossed.

Wang Sheng touched his head, and always felt that the master's mood was a little wrong, and at this time, there was a voice from the bottom of his heart.

"Senior brother, don't worry about cultivation, the master didn't want you to accept such a valuable gift from Uncle Lingxuzi because he owed Uncle Lingxuzi a big favor, but since you have accepted it, you should cultivate with your heart, and you can't live up to Uncle Lingxuzi's kindness."

Wang Sheng touched his head and replied in his heart, the rules of this cultivation world seem to be very troublesome.

At this time, the system sounded.

"Name: Cloud Climbing; Value: 300 contribution points. ”

"Does the host choose to turn in the Cloud Climbing Technique and cultivate the first and second layers?"

300 contribution points? Wang Sheng was overjoyed.

At this time, he already knew the gold content of the contribution points, and the magic skills that could prolong life and change qualifications such as the Pulp Washing Sutra were only worth five hundred contribution points, but this seemingly inconspicuous cloud climbing technique was worth three hundred contribution points.

Wang Sheng didn't know that this cloud climbing technique was cultivated to the extreme depths is also a great magical power, thinking that Sun Wukong learned the art from Bodhi Ancestor, Bodhi Ancestor considered teaching him the art of cloud climbing, but Sun Wukong was really born with a different nature, so he finally changed to somersault clouds.

It can be seen that the cloud climbing technique is excellent, no matter what, Wang Sheng is still very satisfied with the contribution point of falling from the sky.

Looking at the system prompt, he chose to turn in and learn the first and second layers.

"The host chooses to hand in the Cloud Climbing Technique, and the contribution points are rewarded with one hundred, and the host chooses to practice the first and second layers of the Cloud Climbing Technique, and the contribution points are deducted by four hundred."

Wang Sheng was speechless, and the contribution points were zero again.

As soon as he finished choosing, his mind suddenly had a lot of comprehensions flying in the air, and then the jade slip in his hand released a white light that enveloped him.

Hongren shook his head, "Senior brother is still too impatient, this cloud climbing technique is a magical power, how can it be so easy to refine it." ”

As he spoke, the white light dissipated all over Wang Sheng's body, and he only felt that his body was much lighter, and it seemed that he could fly up with a slight movement.

Then Hongren on the side saw that Wang Sheng's body really floated, but he was thrown away from the master's golden cloud in an instant, and he was far away in the air.

He was dumbfounded, what was going on!?

Daoxin also noticed it, immediately stopped flying, and also opened his eyes to look at Wang Sheng, who was floating in the air in the distance and constantly dancing, and his heart was shocked.

"Master, Master, have you ever seen someone who learned a supernatural ability so quickly?" Hiroshi asked, stammering, incredulous.

Daoxin didn't answer, and at this time, he also had a hard time feeling in his heart, was his newly accepted apprentice really so demonic?

He felt that his Zen mind, which had not moved for nearly ten years, was a little unstable.

"Amitabha! Hongren, this matter must not be publicized to the public. ”

Hongren's face was solemn, "The disciple knows. ”

He knew what the master meant, and the cultivation speed of the junior disciple was too demonic, and he was afraid that if he heard about it, he would cause jealousy, and then he would be in trouble.

Daoxin nodded, flew back to Wang Sheng's location, and wrapped him up.

Falling back on the golden cloud, easing the excitement brought by the sudden flight, Wang Sheng was a little apprehensive, he didn't expect that he really flew, he really just moved lightly!

Dao Xin stared at Wang Sheng without saying a word.

Wang Sheng's heart jumped, the cultivation speed he showed seemed to be a little too perverted, and he didn't know if it would arouse the master's suspicion.

After a while, Dao Xin shook his head, "Huiming, you were born with a Buddha bone, and your cultivation speed is really beyond imagination, you must not leak your cultivation realm in front of outsiders in the future." ”

"Yes, Master." Unexpectedly, the imaginary suspicion did not appear, and the master and brother seemed to have understood something wrong.

He nodded hurriedly, and then sat on the cloud, not daring to make any more movements.

The three of them continued to fly forward, and the more light in the air turned out, after all, Daoxin had become a golden-bodied Arhat, and his flight speed was much faster, constantly surpassing these lights on the road.

But even then, it took half a day to fly before they reached their destination.

Jin Yun stopped, looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Sheng was shocked.

A thousand zhang high mountain floating in the air shrouded in auspicious clouds, from the bottom to the top of a circular staircase surrounding, the stairs are lined with pavilions, green grass and red flowers, and a waterfall flows from the top of the high mountain to the foot of the mountain, like a fairyland under the sun.

At this time, countless rays of light were flying towards the mountains and landing on the pavilions next to the stairs.

At a cursory glance, I am afraid that there must be at least hundreds of people, all of whom are highly respected people in the two worlds of Buddhism and Taoism.