The two little novices looked around, and after confirming that the master had left the place, they gathered together, and one of them took out an ancient book from his sleeve and looked at it carefully.

"Senior brother, do you know what to say about this verse?"

"Senior brother, I have been thinking hard for dozens of days, but I still can't understand it, I don't know what senior brother thinks? ”

"Takami didn't, but he had some ideas. Look here, this is the wonderful principle of heaven and earth, and it is for the worship of the Dharma that nature can be so rhythmic, so moving......" Xiao Shami gently sketched on the scroll with his fingers, looking extremely serious.

"It makes sense, it makes sense, my brother is really wonderful! My brother and I suddenly opened up, and suddenly found a new world. ”

Looking up at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion not far away, the little novice who took out the book couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I don't know when I will be able to climb the second floor and get a glimpse of more of the wonders of heaven and earth." I have heard that the second floor is innumerably more subtle than the one on the first floor. ”

The other couldn't take his eyes off the scroll, and said, "I really don't know what wonderful scriptures the seventeenth-story scroll will be, it must be 'one word and one world', it must be infinitely mysterious." ”

Xiao Shami nodded with great certainty and said, "With a heart to Zen and winding paths, we will definitely have the opportunity to climb the second floor and see that new world." As he spoke, he lowered his head again and looked at the scroll carefully.

"You two, if you don't sweep the yard, what are you doing here?" As he spoke, Uncle Jian suddenly appeared behind the little novice, and a pair of big hands suddenly patted the heads of the two little novices.

Boom!

The two bald heads collided together, and it really hurt terribly.

Xiao Shami didn't care about the pain, immediately hid the scroll, hurriedly picked up the broom, turned around and said, "The disciple knows that he is wrong, and the uncle of the temple will not be punished again." ”

Uncle Supervisor, who had a big waist and a round waist, snorted coldly, squinted his eyes and said, "What are you hiding?" Take it out, I've seen it all. ”

"There's nothing to hide, Uncle ...... Temple"

"Take it out!"

The two novices glanced at each other, and one of them had to pull the scroll out of his sleeve and stretch it forward timidly.

The uncle of the temple snatched it away, flipped through two pages at random, his eyes widened, and he immediately rolled up the scriptures angrily and slammed them on the heads of the two little novices.

"Let you read the scriptures, read the scriptures, read the scriptures! Will you read them in the future?

"Uncle Jian Temple, the disciple is wrong, the disciple will not dare anymore. The two little novices lowered their heads, not daring to hide, they were in terrible pain, and there was some crying in their voices.

After a random call, it was considered a punishment, and the uncle of the temple snorted coldly and said, "Punish the two of you for another month to sweep the Scripture Pavilion." If I find you peeking at the scriptures again in the future, hum!" After saying that, Uncle Jian put the scroll of scriptures into his sleeve, put his hands behind his back, and left with his nostrils facing the sky.

Xiao Shami touched his swollen bald head, shook his head helplessly, and said: "Alas, Uncle Jian Temple has already had so many scriptures, but he still hasn't given up on our book, he is really insatiable! I really want to sue the abbot for a case! Turn over his house and let him be exposed!"

"Forget it, forget it, we can't fight Uncle Jian Temple. As for the scriptures, perhaps another copy can be found. We still strive for the second floor in the morning, and by then we will not care about such small verses. ”

The two little novices sighed for a moment and began to sweep the fallen leaves on the ground.

Wang Shi stood in front of the window on the fifteenth floor, seeing this little thing clearly, and he couldn't help but smile.

He laughs because he knows that this "scripture" is not another "scripture." He was also a little surprised to find such a peculiar volume of "scriptures" in the process of flipping through the scrolls at will.

I don't know if it was the eminent monks of that generation, who had special interests, so they mixed some "pictures" that led to reverie in the borrowed scriptures. In addition, the excitement of the "pictures" continues to increase with the increase of the floor of the Scripture Pavilion. It was the two novices who discussed the "scriptures" so seriously that they were so eager to get to the second level.

That "high monk" is also really powerful, he can hide countless "scriptures" all the way to the seventeenth floor, and his cultivation is probably almost at the peak. If you stay in Zen Buddhism for a long time, you will see a lot of interesting things.

This is the third day of entering Zen Buddhism, and it is also the deadline given by the play.

Wang Shi looked out the window at the still blue sky, his heart was extraordinarily calm, and he did not panic because of the urgency of time. He walked down the scripture pavilion, put the special scroll of "scriptures" in his hand where the two little novices could see it, and then headed towards the fast. Compared with this volume of "scriptures" brought down from the fifteenth floor, it will open up a whole new world for the two of them.

In the past two days, he still has not found a way to cure his injuries, nor has he learned a single bit of exercises, but his mood has become calmer.

However, peace of mind doesn't do anything. With Wang Shi's current ability, he can make his mind peaceful anytime and anywhere, and there is no need to run to the Zen Scripture Pavilion to experience peace of mind.

At the end of the day, he still hasn't found a solution.

The nine mountains of Zen Buddhism, that is, the nine peaks, are connected to each other, and the temples in the mountains are also connected together, forming a red and black ribbon, surrounding the nine mountains.

Wang Shi stole the fish that the cook had hidden, and then walked around the temples of Zen Buddhism at will, looking at these patchwork buildings, which can be regarded as relaxing for a while.

Although Zen Buddhism is not excessively affected by the overall situation in the world, it is still possible to feel a tense atmosphere from the top of Zen Buddhism.

The news that the Yin Yang Gate had slaughtered the nine families had already arrived, and Wang Shi had also learned about it. He also knew that the Yin Yang Gate would be in full swing and would not wait too long.

Maybe in just one or two days, the Yin Yang Gate will start a war with the three sects, or even the entire world.

"How many people can choose to resist, and how long will it last?"

Wang Shi still couldn't help but ask himself in his heart. He had a general idea of the strength of the Middle Domain, but he still couldn't know exactly how much power the Three Sects had. However, in any case, the power of the Yin-Yang Gate is too strong for any force to stop.

"The most important point is: the drama is still like this, and the sixty-four Yin and Yang Masters are still like this, so how strong is the real leader of the Yin and Yang Sect, the Great Priest?"

With a long sigh of relief, Wang Shi looked up at the largest hall of Zen Buddhism.

Judging from the spiritual pressure coming from there, I'm afraid that all the powerhouses in the Central Domain have gathered there and are discussing the final countermeasures. Ning Xiaoshan, perhaps, is also there. It's just that now, Wang Shi didn't have time to go to Ning Xiaoshan to ask about Ning Yi and the others.

After staring at it for a long time, Wang Shi withdrew his gaze and walked back to the Scripture Pavilion.

The thing in front of Wang Shi now is not to care about what the battle between the Yin Yang Sect and the Three Sects will be, but whether he can continue to live. Chances are, he's going to die after tonight.

Walking through everyone's eyes, Wang Shi re-ascended the Scripture Pavilion, but this time he went to the fourteenth floor.

There was a thin layer of dust on the ground and the scriptures, and it was clear that no one had been here for a long time. There are undoubtedly more scriptures here than on the fifteenth floor, and it is impossible to read them all.

Wang Shi casually walked to the bookshelf, picked out a scripture, brushed off the dust on it, and began to read the scriptures on it carefully.

The things in the "Fayan Sutra" are a bit boring, and people who read them are a little dizzy. Wang Shi looked at it for a long time, but he didn't know the gist, and he didn't even figure out what it was about.

No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible to understand all the things in this world, there will always be those who are good at it and those who are not good at.

After putting down the "Fayan Sutra", Wang Shi picked up another copy of the "Prajna Sutra", but he couldn't read it either, and the feeling of dizziness and dizziness was even worse. After holding on for a moment, he had to put it down.

"Engraved Tibetan Origin", "Mahayana Wisdom Seal Sutra", "Chang A Han Sutra", ...... After turning over countless scriptures, Wang Shi couldn't read a single one, and his dizziness and swelling were even worse, and he almost fell asleep.

The fifteenth, sixth, and seventh floors can be walked smoothly, but they are stuck on the fourteenth floor, and no one can explain the truth clearly.

As a last resort, Wang Shi put down the scriptures in his hand and looked up.

However, at this moment, a bell rang outside the window.

The heavy and melodious sound of the bell represents the arrival of twilight and the fact that the day is about to pass.

"So fast?"

Wang Shi couldn't help but ask himself in his heart.

It completely deviated from the plan that Wang Shi had made for himself, and there were only six hours left before dawn. In such a short period of time, it was impossible for him to finish reading the scriptures of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and it was impossible for him to find a way to continue his life.

A thought suddenly came to his mind, making Wang Shi convinced.

Tomorrow, he will die!

When a person is about to die, as soon as the thoughts in his heart are extinguished, he will naturally die. Wang Shi is the same, no matter who will let him live for a moment longer.

Countless thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart, and they were chaotic, so that Wang Shi stood in place like this, motionless. The sudden realization that he was about to die still made Wang Shi panic.

With a long breath, Wang Shi regained his composure, but when he looked out again, it was already dark outside.

The light in the meditation room is reflected in the light of the black hole under the mountain, which makes it all extraordinarily calm. However, beyond the nine mountains, there is a thick noise, which intrudes and makes people uneasy.

Wang Shi stared into the distance, then turned back to the vast sea of scriptures, and opened a volume of scriptures again.

The mysterious scriptures came to mind, and it still made Wang Shishi's head dizzy, but this time he didn't let go, and he seemed extraordinarily calm.