The fingertips touched the uneven bronze tripod body, Liu Yun calmed down, and the gods rose.

Liu Yun's trip to Zen Head Temple is just to measure the heart.

If you can take away the measuring scale, even if you can't stop the Sky Monk from creating the Heart Sutra of Demon Extermination, you can delay the advent of this exercise. What's more, the measuring scale is still something that all parties are fighting for, and the bargaining chips that leverage the foundation of Tianyong are worth a lot of money.

The measuring ruler and the golden cicada are both among the seven treasures, and they are also stored close to the body to hide the breath. But during the day, the sky must have been alerted, and unless he was extremely arrogant, he would never store the measuring scale on his body again.

There is only one place where he hides the measuring scale, the Mystic Gate.

Bai Yueli dreamed back to the Peach Blossom Temple three thousand years ago, and Liu Yun clearly heard Tibetan Chan say to Feng Zhenlei that he put the measuring ruler into the Xuanmiao Gate, and the mark of opening the Xuanmiao Gate was hidden in the prayer wheel.

That is to say, as long as Liu Yun finds the mark from the prayer wheel, and then opens the mysterious door left by Tibetan Zen, he can get the second treasure of the seven treasures - the measuring ruler!

The moon marks rippled, and the figures turned into green smoke.

I don't know how long it took, Liu Yun sank and opened his eyes.

He went through the Tibetan Zen technique again.

"One day in the future, my great Zen disciples, as long as they have enlightenment and turn prayer wheels, should be able to get the mark and open the mystical door"

This is the original saying of Tibetan Zen.

I have clearly understood the prayer wheel.

Pacing with his hands in his hands, Liu Yun frowned and pondered.

After a moment, Liu Yun's brows furrowed and he laughed at himself.

He almost got into the horns.

The reason why he was able to dream back to 3,000 years ago through the prayer wheel was because he had realized the gods, and Tibetan Chan would never risk pinning his hopes on the fact that some of his disciples and grandchildren would be able to understand the way of the gods like him and dream back to a thousand years ago.

The Mysterious Door Opening Mark of the Wind Zhenlei is the complete "Thirteen Strikes of the Heavens".

Tibetan Chan is a lazy monk, and once had Feng Zhenlei's finger heart as evidence to learn martial arts, also a teacher and a friend, so it is very likely to follow Feng Zhenlei's example, with the "Ask Buddha" three handprints for the mystical door imprint.

The more Liu Yun thought about it, the more likely it became.

Such as the wind and thunder, Tibetan Zen generations, because they are not satisfied with Emperor Zichen, they have laid out a thousand-year-old plot for Tianyong Guozuo. The reason why they are not convinced is because they are all amazingly talented, unruly, and full of confidence in their lifelong martial arts, how can they not leave it to the heirs who will enter the game after a thousand years?

Walking around the prayer wheel three times, Liu Yun looked up and down, carefully examined, and quickly put his head into the ding, but still did not find any clues about the three seals of "Ask the Buddha".

Nothing, am I guessing wrong?

Liu Yun was puzzled.

It won't be long before the sun rises, and the monks of Dazentou Temple will come out for morning lessons.

Liu Yun's heart was horizontal.

Let's give it a try. You can't come for nothing.

Walking to the middle of the two rows of prayer wheels, Liu Yun stood still, pointing like a flower, as if a gust of wind rose from the soles of his feet, blowing up the robe, but it failed to make Liu Yun float in the air like Tibetan Zen.

The first seal of "Ask the Buddha", the past print!

With a flick of his fingers, Liu Yun had already pinched his handprint, and the void struck into the air.

Nothing appeared in the air.

On the contrary, the prayer wheel of the 36 tripods rotated to the left, making a "whoosh" sound, echoing in the quiet temple, which was particularly abrupt.

The sound of the Buddha is ethereal, and the wonderful words are seen in the surname.

Liu Yun's eyes lit up, and his face behind the mask showed ecstasy.

I see!

The cunning and lazy monk of Tibetan Zen did not leave the "Ask the Buddha" exercise in the scroll, but instead used a more ingenious method - he hid the "Ask the Buddha" three-hand seal into the wonderful sound of the Sutra!

These two rows of prayer wheels have been the same for a hundred years, standing on both sides of the main road of the temple, rotating to the left again and again, emitting an ethereal sound.

But there are a few people who can hear from it that the founder of the Great Zen Head Temple left the three handprints of "Ask the Buddha" to future generations.

Closing the mouth is Zen, referring to the heart as the Buddha, and the Tibetan Zen move also responds to the true meaning of the Buddhist Zen way.

He selected the inheritors who were both proficient in the Dharma and highly gifted with enlightenment.

Three thousand years later, this person finally appeared, and it was the sky monk who was known as the little holy monk among the three masters of the Great Zen Head Temple.

In an instant, Liu Yun figured out what was going on.

No wonder Bai Yueli was knocked out by Jing Ruyi when he pinched out the past seal, the prayer wheel "rattle" and so on, during the day, I pressed three handprints in front of this prayer wheel, but there was no mysterious door.

Liu Yun's face stiffened, and the seal method in his hand changed again and again, from the past to the present and then to the future.

The wonderful sound of the meridian also changes the artistic conception, ethereal and pleasant, and it is divine.

However, the door that Liu Yun was looking forward to never appeared in the air.

"What people!"

There was a shout of reprimand not far away, and the monks guarding the door rushed out of the monk's room with their bare feet in sackcloth and pounced on Liu Yun. It didn't take long for the quiet Dazen Temple to fall into noise and chaos, and more and more monks ran out of the meditation room, many of which were entering the sixfold or even sevenfold breath. The masters of the Tianyi realm of the Great Zen Head Temple went on an expedition overseas, and although the affairs of the temple were managed by the sky, this did not mean that the sky monk was the one with the highest cultivation.

"What the hell is the Tibetan Zen bald donkey playing!"

Liu Yun couldn't help but scold.

After thinking and meditating all night, seeing that he was about to succeed, but he was frustrated, how could Liu Yun be willing.

Angry from the heart, Liu Yun didn't look at it and swung out the gang soldier Fengyue, knocking out the dozen or so monks closest to him, and after falling to the ground, there was no sound, not knowing life or death.

"Bold!"

"Who is the devil who dares to come to my Great Zen Head Temple to be presumptuous!"

The sound of shouting and reprimanding came from afar, and Liu Yun turned a deaf ear, just staring at the thirty-six tripod prayer wheel, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Liu Yun's mind.

The closest distance between the monks and Liu Yun was less than twenty steps, and Liu Yun pointed like a flower, and pinched his hand seal again.

is also the three seals of "Ask the Buddha", but this time the order was changed by Liu Yun.

Running like thunder, far as the stars, the future is sealed.

Immovable as a mountain, standing tall, printed tonight.

The deceased is like the seal of water.

The prayer wheel, which was spinning to the left, came to an abrupt halt.

After an instant, the thirty-six tripod prayer wheels rotated to the right in unison, still the Buddha's voice was ethereal, and the wonderful words were seen in the surname.

The difference is that the two rows of prayer wheels appear in the sky with the slightest ripple mark, like a round mirror, which is broken and torn apart in the blink of an eye, revealing a door.

Liu Yun was ecstatic in his heart, and resisted the urge to let out his whistle.

The mysterious door opened, and through the haze, Liu Yun saw two things.

One is the silver ruler that spans the Xuanmiao Gate, and the other is the colorful peach blossom forest.

In the peach blossom forest, a beautiful lady wearing tulle looked up. When she saw Liu Yun, a trace of surprise appeared on her face, which turned into a thick surprise.

"Help me!"

The woman shouted.

Fengyue flew out, and Liu Yun flew more than a dozen approaching Zen-headed monks, turned his head, and said calmly to the woman: "Bring out the measuring ruler together." Then come with me. ”

The woman endured her excitement and joy, jumped up, grabbed the measuring scale, and flew to the wooden door between the clouds and the sky.

At this moment, the Great Zen Head Temple shook suddenly.

A murderous aura like the dragons of the heavens rushed from outside the temple and pointed directly at Liu Yun.

Ha, the sky bald donkey, which likes to bounce around at night, has finally returned.

Liu Yun's wrist flicked, Fengyue swayed, and made a "buzz" sound, pointing to the figure that was rushing back from Lingjue Street.

It's a good time, just so that I can meet this sky bald donkey for a while! If possible, slaughter it directly!

He also broke through the mysterious door left by a strong man in the Kaiyuan period, and it was about to harvest the measuring ruler in the Seven Treasures of the Dead Yong.

Liu Yun is in high spirits and in full swing.