Xia Ji stood in the ice and snow, panting.

Leiyin Temple has two major Zhenshan Xuan Array, this is the temple continuation of the hole card, and such a hole card has never been set up for one person, but it was broken by one person in a row.

Anyone with such a result is enough to be proud and proud, but Xia Ji is not.

There was a voice in his heart that said, "The limit of people is like this, the Xuan Array is not set up for individuals, you can defeat the Demon Suppression Array and the Arhat Array from the front, it is strong enough."

But he quickly threw the voice out of his head, looked at the sporadic lights, and sighed again in the snow.

This is not a great victory, maybe when outsiders know about him, they will praise him, they will fear him, they will fear him, and it will make him a higher reputation in this land, and it will be associated with the previous "repelling the frost giants and defending the imperial city", and then connecting with those things that "are cruel and inhumane, and kill innocents", making him a dark legend.

But... So what?

Is he in fame?

No.

Is it for profit?

Maybe.

But no matter what, he is still bound to this limit, his eyes are vast, the snow is falling, and his life is suppressed, and he has not changed much.

Xia Ji's gaze swept around, and most of the Leiyin Temple was in ruins.

Ruined walls, blood fires, plaques on the ground, everywhere.

There are many houses and small Zen monasteries outside the double gate, among which there are many monks and Zen masters, these people are tiptoeing, ready to flee, but they have only taken a few steps in the direction of the mountain gate, and the voice of the prince is heard in the wind:

"Whoever trespasses, die".

The monks stopped, they didn't dare to disobey in the slightest, so they held their breath, suppressed their heartbeat, and silently prayed to their Buddha, praying that this demon would not die well, and that they would survive tonight.

Xia Ji sat down cross-legged at this time, recovered the time of the two pillars of incense, and then shook the snowflakes that covered his body and stood up.

Almost everything in the double gate of Leiyin Temple has collapsed, and the Buddha statues are cracked, but only the three ancient Buddha statues in the main hall are still standing.

He cast his gaze, the gilding around the three ancient Buddhas has been scraped off, revealing a black mottled bottom, and the face is blurred, but Xia Ji can vaguely distinguish that it is the three Buddhas of Rulai, Burning Lamp, and Maitreya, which just corresponds to the three-point inheritance of Leiyin Temple from ancient times, and the spirit of these three Buddhas and Zen has been implemented into all the exercises, magic weapons, and Xuanheng of Leiyin Temple.

Although there were hundreds of Buddha statues before, they suffered a catastrophe at this time, and only these three remained.

Xia Ji felt something and walked towards the three Buddha statues.

In the empty ruins, except for the sound of wind and snow, it was the sound of footsteps, and the monks who were hiding in the distance couldn't help but tremble and tremble with the sound of these footsteps.

Finally, Xia Ji walked in front of the three Buddha statues.

After a little feeling, a spiritual resonance emerged spontaneously.

So, he complied with his mind and sat in front of the three Buddha statues, each of the Buddha statues pinched their handprints, and he also pinched one, throwing away distracting thoughts, to carefully experience the resonance at this time.

With this pinch, he seemed to merge with the three Buddha statues, and gradually entered a mysterious world.

The surrounding scene changes.

No more heavy snowfall.

No more ruins.

It's a small meditation temple at midnight.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the door of the Zen Temple.

The door opened, and an old monk knelt down and folded his hands, and said respectfully: "Please Master teach the Fa, and ask how it is the nature of a certain Jia's heart." ”

Xia Ji felt that he was being pulled, and he did not resist, and then heard himself say softly: "If you don't see a law, you can't see it, it's like a floating cloud covering the sun." I don't know how to keep the sky, and it's like lightning in the void. ”

The old monk stopped talking, thought for a moment, and then showed a suddenly enlightened expression, "Teacher Xie." ”

The screen turns again.

The midnight temple disappeared, but it was a temple open space under a sunny day.

Knock knock!!

The melodious sound of bells resounds throughout the temple.

The curtain was opened, and a monk came in salute and said sincerely: "The disciples have all sat down and want to listen to the master's teachings. ”

Xia Ji heard himself whisper, "I'll come later." ”

The monk respectfully withdrew.

He extinguished the green lantern and walked out of the Zen courtyard, where there were 10,000 futons, a futon and a monk, and each monk opened his eyes to look at it, his eyes were full of expectation and longing, which was the thirst for Zen.

Xia Ji sat among the monks, meditating for a moment, two moments, three moments... He sat until dark, but he never said a word, and at dusk, when the smoke was curling in the dining hall, and the aroma of the rice wafted from afar to arouse the gluttonous insects, he opened his eyes and said three words with a smile: "Go to dinner." ”

The monks were speechless.

The monk who invited him hurriedly said, "Master, why didn't you say a word?"

Xia Ji heard himself laugh and said, "I've said everything, haven't you heard?"

The monk pondered for a moment and wondered, "What the teacher said means is that when you are hungry, you should go to eat and when you are tired, you should go to sleep, but don't ordinary people do this?"

Xia Ji heard himself laugh and said: "No, no, no, ordinary people refuse to eat when they eat, a hundred kinds of mustaches, refuse to sleep when they sleep, and they care about everything they do, so they are naturally different." ”

...

...

The scenes quickly switched, taking him to experience the scenes full of Zen true knowledge.

I don't know how long it took for him to open his eyes.

There are still three mottled black Buddha statues in front of you.

It's still dark and snowy.

It turned out that a long time in the spirit had only passed a few moments in reality.

And he has already understood that this is not the true transmission of the Buddha, the lamp, and Maitreya, but some of the past events of the temple's former power are resonated by this Buddha statue, and some scaly claws are left on it.

But over time, most of these spirits have also collapsed, leaving only a few and very small continuations, but it is these continuations that give these three Buddha statues their uniqueness.

Now, perhaps it was his appearance that triggered this resonance, so much so that Leiyin Temple passed on this spiritual secret to him, making his spiritual power even higher.

Cross-la-la!!

Bang!

The three mottled Buddha statues lost their spiritual bearing and began to crack one by one, and the Buddha statue on the far left first shattered, turned into black stones, rolled down to the ground, and piled up into a small stone mountain.

Immediately afterwards, the Buddha statue on the right also began to crumble.

Originally, in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, only the prince of the Great Shang was still sitting, unmoving, quiet and deep.

He realized carefully that the gift of spirit just now made the red color of the Third Buddha Zen a little deeper, more condensed, and thicker, and obviously his spiritual strength was also a little stronger.

Coupled with the blessing of the second "Now Rulai Zen" skill bead before, his spiritual power was strong enough to leave his own spiritual imprint.

When this thought arises, it is like pushing open a door.

The world behind the door was fascinating him.

So, Xia Ji stood up.

Cross-la-la!

Bang dang!

The mottled Buddha statue on the left also completely collapsed, collapsing to one side, turning into a pool of worthless gravel.

The statue in the middle finally began to shatter completely.

Dark cracks were born from the Buddha's body, and soon, this Buddha would follow in the footsteps of other Buddha statues.

With the collapse of this Buddha statue, the last remaining geomorphological symbol of the ancient Leiyin Temple will also disappear and cease to exist.

But none of this happened.

Because, Xia Ji stepped lightly into the air and stood on the shoulders of this Buddha statue.

Reached.

Stroke the top of the Buddha.