Chapter 127: The Tower of Central Inheritance

"If Master Long has any good insights or insights into the little monk's preaching, you might as well say it directly. Venerable Dustlight smiled all over his face, looking at Long Wenxuan who was walking slowly, without the slightest hint of Venerable's shelf, and said to Long Wenxuan extremely kindly.

"Venerable, you..." The little novice in white on the side looked extremely shocked, His Holiness is the lord of a force, when has he ever seen him speak so kindly to outsiders, and he also put his attitude very low.

Venerable Dustlight smiled and shook his head at the white-clothed little novice beside him, motioning for him not to say anything more.

Only then did the white-clothed little novice slowly close his mouth, stand aside respectfully, and stand with his hands tied.

"Don't be ashamed of the kid, boy, I'm just a mere soul cultivator, what qualifications do I have to comment on the Buddha's teachings that the Venerable said. Long Wenxuan lowered his head, the expression on his face was extremely frightened, and said slowly to the Dust Light Venerable who was standing in front of him.

Venerable Chenguang smiled slightly, looked at Long Wenxuan with a sincere and fearful expression, and said slowly in a magnetic voice: "Donor Miao, now the power of Buddhism is meager, and it cannot be compared with other avenues, the little monk, as the only remaining leader of Buddhism in this world, is quite helpless about this phenomenon, although he wants to make changes, but he lacks the current scriptures, which is really difficult, I don't know if the dragon donor is willing to help the little monk?"

Long Wenxuan's face was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, Lin Qinghui must have notified this Venerable at some point, and told this Venerable all about everything he had done in Prajna City, and now this Venerable was paying attention to the complete "Fudo Ming King Heart Sutra".

Noticing Venerable Dustlight's smiling eyes, Long Wenxuan patted his head, made a sudden thought of something, and said to Venerable Dustlight in front of him: "The kid is willing to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and contribute a little bit of his meager strength to the re-glory of Buddhism." ”

As soon as Long Wenxuan's words fell, Venerable Dustlight's eyes lit up, the expression on his face became excited, and he asked tentatively, "I don't know what the donor said..."

"The kid got this "Heart Sutra of the King of Fudongming" in a strange temple, and it is useless to keep it, so I will simply dedicate it to you, Your Holiness. Long Wenxuan smiled mysteriously, took out a broken jade slip from his arms, and slowly handed it over to the Dust Light Venerable with great respect.

"The donor has a heart, and the little monk represents the Buddhist Taoist Hall and the monks outside thank you for your generosity. The corners of the mouth on the handsome face of the Dust Light Venerable slowly raised, and when he heard Long Wenxuan's explanation, a trace of doubt in his eyes finally disappeared.

Holding the broken jade slip that Long Wenxuan came up in his hand, his mind swept slightly, and he knew all the contents contained in it, nodded with some satisfaction, and turned around and handed it to the white-clothed little novice standing aside.

Long Wenxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw this, fortunately, he had already prepared to write out the complete "Heart Sutra of the King of Fudongming" that came out of the Eye of Truth in the hotel, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

What Long Wenxuan said perfectly explained the origin of this "Immovable Ming King Heart Sutra", making the Dust Light Venerable mistakenly think that this volume of the "Immovable Ming King Heart Sutra" was found in that strange temple, which by mistake dispelled the doubts in the eyes of the Dust Light Venerable.

"It is said that this Venerable Dust Light, as a dignified Buddha Venerable, how could he not know the content of the complete version of the "Heart Sutra of the King of Fudo". Secretly, Long Wenxuan secretly asked Nafi Boer.

"I'm not him, I don't know, maybe he's a remnant and has lost most of the memory of the deity. Nafipol shrugged, speculating with some malice.

What Long Wenxuan didn't know, under Nafi Boer's unconscious guessing, he actually guessed the truth by mistake, the fact is true, as the remnant of the deity of the master of this small world, tens of thousands of years after the fall of the deity, the remnant of the deity was accidentally awakened by others, and even the control of this small world has long been lost, and where can he remember any superficial Buddhist scriptures, what he remembers is the incomparably unfathomable Buddhist scriptures, but they are not suitable for people under the Venerable. The Heart Sutra of the King of Fudo is so coveted.

"I don't know if I can cut off the mortal dust and enter my Buddha's door. Venerable Dustlight still had a smile on his face, and slowly asked Long Wenxuan, but the little novice in white on the side was taken aback.

"Thank you for your kindness, the boy still has a lot of worries in the mortal world, and he has no intention of entering the Buddha for the time being, I hope that His Holiness will not blame. Long Wenxuan's face did not change, and he hurriedly denied it.

After entering the Buddhist Gate, he will no longer care about the world, but Lin Hexuan and Tie Qingcheng will definitely dismantle this small world, pull Long Wenxuan out, and beat him violently.

At the thought of that terrifying scene, Long Wenxuan couldn't help but shudder.

"His Holiness is willing to deign to invite you to the Buddha Gate, you don't have to know what to do!" The little novice in white on the side suddenly stood up, and shouted at Long Wenxuan with an angry face, in his opinion, His Holiness invited him to enter the Buddha Gate, which is already a great gift.

"Zhiguang, you're like you!" Venerable Dustlight shook his head at the white-clothed little novice, his tone a little disappointed.

"Hmph. Zhiguang snorted coldly when he heard this, and retreated, sulking secretly.

"Since this is the case, then I will not force it, the door of my Buddha is still open for you, please go down and rest, out of this hall, there will be monks to lead the donor to the place where you rest." Venerable Dustlight looked at the unconvinced expression of the white-clothed little novice under his seat, smiled dumbly, and slowly issued an eviction order to Long Wenxuan.

The boy took his leave. Long Wenxuan clasped his hands together and slowly withdrew from the Venerable Hall.

"Venerable, how do you know that this guy has not been tempered?, obviously he listened to the sermon in the hall," Seeing Long Wenxuan slowly withdraw from the main hall, Zhiguang slowly asked the doubts in his heart, and the expression on his face was still a little unconvinced.

"Hehe, Zhiguang, have you forgotten, this dragon benefactor is the only one who walked out of that strange temple by himself, after the people from my Buddhist Taoist Hall and the Buddhist Hall entered there, I only saw the statue of the Heart Demon God that had been shattered into one place, he had broken the god in his heart, and the degree of our Buddhism could not help him, not to mention that the Buddhist principles I talked about in the hall were profound, a guy who didn't believe in Buddhism and you didn't believe in God, how could you easily believe it. Venerable Dust Light looked at Long Wenxuan's back as he slowly withdrew from the main hall, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly explained.

"Ah?!, just this guy..."Zhiguang covered his mouth in surprise, glanced at Long Wenxuan's thin but unusually tall back, and then at the Dust Light Venerable beside him, with a look of disbelief.

"That's... Venerable, how could you invite him to join my Buddha path?" Zhiguang asked again.

"I haven't seen a person like this for a long time, the last one was 10,000 years ago, that guy also broke the god in his own heart, but he is an extremely terrifying guy, alas, arrange Long Wenxuan to enter the trial team of our Buddha Dao Hall Inheritance Tower, I will not allow another guy who also does not believe in the temple to grow up. The Dust Light Venerable's eyes were distracted, and he fell into ancient memories, and a figure wearing armor and breathing like a demon god suddenly reflected in his pupils, and he muttered slowly to Zhiguang, his tone full of hatred.

"Obey His Holiness's commands. Zhiguang nodded, and a smile appeared on his face, the Buddha Dao Hall Inheritance Tower Squad, to put it nicely, is actually the death squad that went to the center to explore the Tower of Inheritance,!

There, there were already several great powers who had already died tragically there, not to mention Long Wenxuan, a little martial artist in the soul cultivation period.

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