Chapter 21 End of the Volume

Within a few days, this apprentice had already cultivated the primordial spirit and was able to get out of his body.

The three-inch primordial god is white and chubby, extremely cute, but he can also wander to countries not far away and become a wandering immortal on the earth.

Zhou Sheng passed down the Taoist system, and let him wander around the world with the Yuan Shen, thinking about the mysteries of the world. After that, it doesn't matter.

The master leads the way in, and the cultivation depends on the individual.

Settling down in this small country, I pondered for a while the Buddhist witty words. With his thinking, he has cultivated a few things in an instant.

"This body has almost been cultivated, I want to cultivate the Buddha, but what I cultivate is only the Buddha's mind, not this body, so I don't have to take it to heart. To cultivate a bodhichitta that is not stained with dust, this mind is also a feeling, and this Buddha fruit is so difficult to bear fruit......"

Taking advantage of the attack of foreign enemies, the Zenwang Temple was empty, and Zhou Sheng mixed into the temple.

The Zen incense is enlightening, and the breath of wisdom is released everywhere.

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In the top temple on the top of the mountain, the golden Buddha power overflowed the entire temple, and even the ground railings and the like were impregnated by the Buddha power to become golden Buddha crystals.

One sand and one shijie, one leaf and one Bodhi.

A grain of golden sand on the ground is full of infinite Buddha power.

I don't know how many years of accumulated wish power is really vast. The Buddhist heritage is extraordinary.

Every Bodhi tree, every Bodhi seed, and every Bodhi leaf is full of the breath of the Buddha.

Between the clear water and blue sky, the flowers are rippling and the trees are glazed, which makes people can't help but linger and want to feel and live here for the rest of their lives.

In the center of the temple, a splendid golden wheel is incomparably huge. Unleashes golden flames. Burned the sky through.

An old monk sits on this Buddha wheel. It is the leader of Zenwang Temple, the old monk Yinyue.

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Zhou Sheng rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which was a quaint small tower that recorded many small magical powers of Buddhism.

Behind the tower is Tallinn, where the remains of many powerful Buddhas are buried.

In the cuffs, a string of good prayer beads was pinched, each as big as a dragon's eye, and the glass was bright, releasing the smell of sandalwood. It can stabilize and nourish the soul.

He bribed the warrior monk who was guarding with this string of prayer beads, and entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Originally, this place was not open to these low-level monks, but now that the war is raging, this rule has been loosened a lot, and most of the warrior monks who are guarding have been transferred, and the rest are a little careless.

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The Pavilion of Scriptures, the mountains and the sea of books.

There are seventy-two kinds of small supernatural powers, each of which is only the first half of the volume, and if you want to learn them all, you have to ask a monk to teach them. The second half of the volume is passed down by word of mouth and is not recorded on paper.

"That's fine. The first half of the volume is the first half of the volume, anyway, it's just to be used as a foil, to see if I can create my fourth type of divine art......"

Studying Buddhism makes people wise and accessible, and they are addicted to it, but they can't extricate themselves.

"All the Great Freedom and Perfection Mantra ......"

"Everything is ...... the law"

"The Bodhisattva Sutra ...... of Contemplation"

"Diamond Sutra ......"

"If I smell ......"

Some are supernatural, while others are densely populated. There are also many quotations from Shakya. There are also many ancient legends, such as the legend of the ancient Buddha of Dharma crossing the river with a reed.

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The wisdom of Buddhism is too great, and with his thinking, he can't be fully enlightened in an instant.

This kind of small supernatural power is constantly condensed into seeds in the body, and they are all Bodhi seeds. This Bodhi seed needs to be warmed, take root and sprout, and become a Bodhi tree, which is considered a great achievement.

Ninety-nine Bodhi seeds, but all of them are incomplete.

After looking at it for a long time, I found that the two book thieves were the two Venerables of Taishang Linglong, and they also rushed over early with a wisp of consciousness, wanting to take the opportunity to get some benefits.

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There was also an old monk sweeping the floor in the Scripture Pavilion, all of which made Zhou Sheng laugh, as if he had seen this picture before.

"It feels very similar to Lao Jin's martial arts novels.,Hey,This crosses over to such a shijie.,It's really interesting.。 I don't know what happened to the original universe or the little earth in the solar system......"

He has also encountered many planets called Earth in his life, but none of them are the places where he used to live.

In fact, Zhou Sheng has always regarded himself as a traverser, whether it was in that sleep or when he came to the dark realm, this secret has always been hidden in the depths of his heart.

But in the bottom of his heart, that is his hometown.

The parents in this life can't make him feel close, just because of preconceived ideas.

"I'll go and see how the development of that lower universe is going when I have time......

Laughing at it, living too long, the original years were just a small episode.

Sometimes he also has a feeling that everything he has now is just him falling asleep in front of the computer desk, and everything in front of him is just a dream.

When you wake up, what should you do......

But this feeling is no longer realistic, he is already a very powerful person, even if he dies, he can be resurrected, this can still be distinguished.

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The sweeping old monk is a truly upright blind man, but his cultivation is not bad, and he is actually a dark venerable.

He didn't bother to pretend, and directly released his breath, and those Buddhas and Buddhas were respectful.

It feels almost over, and Zhou Shengjuan is covering and leaving.

With the bodhichitta that he has attained as a disciple and has cultivated, he has returned to his true body.

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Practiced silently until the outbreak of war.

In the distance, the darkness churned, and the huge Pantheon Array rushed out, and the instrument was majestic and magnificent.

Aoki Ancestor let out a loud shout, and the darkness in a radius of millions of miles rolled upside down.

"Yinyue Lao'er, come and die!"

The old monk on the golden wheel opened his eyes, serene and steady.

He stood up, and the aura on his body suddenly changed, turning into an angry Buddha, and the anger wanted to ignite everything.

Five hundred golden Arhats formed the Arhat Array.

There was nothing to say, and it was just a fight.

Buddhism's preparation this time is still a little insufficient, although it has survived for a while, but Zuihou is still defeated.

Bloody battles, the blood of the Buddha stained the mountain red.

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The old monk of Yinyue slapped his palm on the hard Ten Thousand Gods Array, and with a sonorous sound, a large handprint hundreds of kilometers in size.

Many of the Eternals vomited blood and died, exploding into a mist of blood.

When a pantheon's array rushed out of the darkness again, the big move was decided. The two pantheons moved, and with a click, the mountain was cut off by one layer.

This small spiritual mountain is worthy of being a spiritual mountain, and it is a very large spiritual stone in itself.

Peel off the surface of the soil, revealing the golden hull inside.

A Dark Venerable-level Buddha perished directly, and the Buddha with the voice of the Zenwang Temple rode the spiritual mountain and left this area.

This good place has been given to someone else. Even if Buddhism repents afterwards, there is nothing to be done......

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The Shili of the Invincible Dynasty has expanded here, and many of the Ancestors who have been controlled have surrendered.

The Supreme Venerable was alone, took the benefits and left, and could no longer find him.

The Linglong clan of the Venerable Linglong also moved and disappeared. Anyway, the darkness is too big, and you can find a place to recuperate. Moreover, his own small business is small, and he is not a big family like the Invincible Dynasty, which is easy to arrange.

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Zhou Sheng selected a lot of bloodline seeds from the Yanchi family and put them into the realm of the dominant instrument to let them multiply.

As for the rest, whatever.

Anyway, if there is any emotion, even if he dies, it doesn't matter what else matters. He is not a nanny, how can he be alone.

As long as the bloodline has not been broken, it can be reborn.

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After that, he began his career in the dark regions and saw various bizarre lighthouses.

Some lighthouses are very peculiar in their construction, unique in the darkness, and have a very powerful ornamental effect.

As for the war between the Protoss and the dark camp, it also continued until I don't know how many years later......

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After thousands of dark eras, Zhou Sheng broke through the upper eternity, and his thoughts formed crystals, with a total of a million thought chains and 125,000 planes.

At this point, it can also be said that it has come to an end in the Eternals stage.

And the Great Thousand Mirror, which had already melted, also provided enough power of red dust, and a small realm had a prototype......

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PS: It's the end of another volume.

The style of this book can only be new and curious, in short, I am. In terms of rigor, I don't think about it anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, forgive me. There is no good name for this chapter, so I just wrote a few strokes to make a tail, and I didn't want to name it.

The grades are very poor, and disappointment is inevitable. I have also reflected on the fact that there are various reasons. The biggest reason is that the writing is not good, and this point, in my brain that can't write an 800-word essay, writing a novel is really a nonsense thing. (To be continued......)