After the temptation of the red-faced old man, Bai Shaoheng did not send a master to the North Courtyard again.

As if none of this had ever happened,

And Ding Xiaoyi was also happy to be quiet, and he slept comfortably.

If you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves.

Although after this temptation, the night was uneventful.

But Ding Xiaoyi knew that Bai Shaoheng would definitely be unwilling.

But even if Bai Shaoheng is unwilling, Ding Xiaoyi is not afraid of him.

Following

Thousands of miles of sunshine,

The temple was shrouded in a brilliant glow.

The wisps of glow are like the Buddha's light, reflecting the Buddha in Futu Mountain, which is extremely mysterious.

"Knock, knock,......",

An ethereal and melodious Buddha bell rang.

The sound of the Buddha bell was like a burst of Buddha sound knocking on everyone's hearts.

The sound of the Buddha bell has a unique penetrating power that penetrates into the depths of the human soul.

The sound of the Buddha's bell purifies the heart,

The sun shines brightly and sweeps away the dust.

In this Buddha-lit Futu Temple,

There was a unique kind of tranquility and tranquility that surged into their hearts, and everyone was woken up by the ethereal and long sound of the Buddha bell.

Most of the visitors were cultivators, and they didn't have to sleep or rest.

But they found themselves in the guest room of the Futu Temple, but they fell into a deep sleep for some reason.

And the ethereal and long sound of the bell pulled them back from their sleep like a Buddha's prayer.

And they also felt a surge of comfort all over their bodies.

This Futu Temple can actually purify their earthly minds.

Especially after the Buddha bell rang,

It made their spiritual platform shake, and a sense of comfort that is difficult to describe in words spontaneously emerged.

Ding Xiaoyi also woke up from that sleep, and he didn't expect that he would sleep so deadly.

If it weren't for the ethereal and long Buddha bell, he thought he would have fallen into a relaxed sleep.

There is a mysterious atmosphere in the Futu Temple,

And this breath can purify the hustle and bustle in his heart and give him a moment of peace.

His body and mind seemed to be in an ethereal state.

In this state,

There's no pressure, there's no killing,

There are no disputes, and there are no worldly troubles.

And it seemed that at that moment, he had an urge to become a monk in Futu Temple.

If it weren't for the instinctive resistance of the sword intent around him,

Having sobered him up from this delicate state, he felt that he was likely to become one of the monks of Futu Temple.

The Buddha bell is full of endless Zen,

But the so-called is: the sound of the Buddha's bell turns into a Zen sound, and the ethereal clouds float.

Alone in the Buddha Buddha a day dream, the body can't help but want to become a Buddha.

"It's time to get up, the Deepavali has begun."

A burst of messy footsteps came into Ding Xiaoyi's ears.

But he smiled freely, and the Deepavali Conference finally began.

"Master Huiyuan, morning",

After Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the room, he saw the little monk Huiyuan.

And the little monk Huiyuan seemed to be in a heavy mood, and he was not as relaxed as yesterday.

"Lord Ding, it's morning",

Monk Huiyuan greeted Ding Xiaoyi.

"Master Huiyuan, has the Demon Deeper Conference begun?"

Ding Xiaoyi noticed the solemn expression on the little monk's face, and couldn't help but ask.

"Exactly, if Lord Ding is interested, you can go and have a look",

Monk Huiyuan said to Ding Xiaoyi in a deep voice.

With that, he went straight away, apparently to inform the other guests as well.

All beings are suffering, all

All are equal.

Ding Xiaoyi saw the slightly bleak back, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What happened to the tiger demon is really embarrassing,

But there is nothing he can do, he is just a bystander.

Futu Temple,

A temporary Deepavali Square was built, and the Deepavali Square was directly in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of the Futu Temple, the square was very large, and the ground was paved with huge stones.

Ding Xiaoyi came relatively late, so naturally he didn't have time to visit this Futu Temple.

And he didn't know where the main hall of the Futu Temple was, the Daxiong Treasure Hall, was located, so he had to follow the crowd through several hills to the central area of the Futu Temple.

When he arrived at the Deepavali Square, he found that the Deepavali Square was already full of people.

A huge tower hovers above the boulder-paved Deepavali Square.

And that giant tower is the Floating Tower,

From the conversation of the people around him, he knew that the Futu Pagoda was an immortal weapon, and the Buddha light emitted could purify everything.

Ding Xiaoyi looked up at the Futu Pagoda that emitted a mysterious Buddha light, but he didn't know if this Futu Pagoda was powerful or the Buddha lamp in his Qiankun bag.

The crowd is full of voices and lively.

The Deepavali Square was full of cultivators who came to see the bustle.

And Ding Xiaoyi stood in the crowd like a drop of water into the river, inconspicuous.

"Brother Ding, don't you think about it anymore, the eldest prince is very sincere."

Zhang Jianchao saw Ding Xiaoyi, he squeezed through the crowd, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Brother Zhang, there is no need to mention this matter again, please thank your eldest son."

Ding Xiaoyi smiled freely, but he still refused.

But Zhang Jianchao's face darkened, and he left from the crowd again.

The rising sun,

The rising sun was like a sword that opened the sky and the earth, turning the snow into countless bright red clouds.

And the Futu Temple under the light of the Buddha is even more mysterious.

"Amitabha ......",

In the midst of the noise of everyone, a loud voice like a bell sounded.

I saw several monks in robes slowly appear on the high platform in front of the Deepavali Square.

There are old monks with long eyebrows and white beards, middle-aged monks with angry eyes as majestic and majestic as mountains, and ordinary monks with a kind and harmonious face.

A total of four monks slowly appeared from the void on the high platform of the Deepavali Square.

And with the sound of the Buddha horn, the noisy square instantly fell silent.

"The empty space of the poor monk is the presiding officer of this temple"

An old monk with a Buddha's face full of light introduced to everyone.

The other three monks smiled and said nothing, as if they did not mean to introduce themselves.

"This temple has widely distributed hero stickers, firstly, to let you witness that the demon who has plagued Futu Mountain for a long time has been arrested by this temple, and secondly, in response to the hospitality of the major trends in Shangzhou, this temple wants to purify this demon into a relic, and the value of the relic is also known to the benefactors."

"Regarding the ownership of this relic, the temple has made the following decisions: First, the donors can make a bid, and the highest bidder can get the relic. Of course, if you have other solutions, you will deal with them yourself, and the temple will not interfere. If this relic can benefit one party, it is a blessing for that relic."

The presiding monk of the Futu Temple said a lot of truths on the high platform.

It is nothing more than another promotion of the concept of Buddhism, what is the cliché such as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground.

And Ding Xiaoyi was also very puzzled, why the tiger demon had to be purified by the Futu Tower.

But he didn't get the opportunity to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, which made him very puzzled.

The presiding officer of the Futu Temple is surrounded by layers of mysterious Buddha light, and each layer of Buddha light is very different in color.

But Ding Xiaoyi couldn't see through the cultivation of the monk who presided over the purity.

The net character of Futu Temple is very high

of generations.

Above the net character generation is the Ming character generation, and below is the wisdom, jue, and ji.

The little monk Huiyuan is only one generation shorter than the host of Futu Temple, and there are Jue and Ji characters below the Hui generation.

Futu Temple is presided over by two King Kongs, three kings and four Arhats, and its strong heritage can be seen.

And the age of this host is far from what it seems on the surface.

This pure space monk is a great Buddhist power who has fought with his master.

Today, the host appeared because of a demon slaughter conference, and the previous host of the Futu Temple was the head and end of the dragon.

In addition to the ten top masters, Futu Temple also has many protectors of various branches.

Every Dharma protector is also highly cultivated, and his cultivation strength is not weaker than that of the four great arhats.

After the master of the clearance said a lot of words, he had the tiger demon staked up.

The crowd in the square heard another loud noise.

I saw several monks who were like a layer of copper and iron plated around them escort a burly monk up.

That is the tiger demon who once comprehended Buddhism in Futu Temple but fell into the devil because of a gambling contract.

I saw that the tiger demon glared angrily,

He struggled incessantly, trying to break free from the bronze-like monks.

But no matter how much he struggled, it was to no avail.

Above Deepavali Square is a sea of people,

And the Futu Temple also arranged for dozens of monks with profound cultivation and strong strength to stand in front of the Demon Slayer Square, their faces solemn but extremely pious.