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"I wonder how it is now?"

Yang Ji said secretly in his heart.

Although he knew that he was not what it used to be now, it was different from the past, but before it was a mule or a horse that slipped by, Yang Ji was still a little unconfident.

Sizzle, Yang Ji took a deep breath, and after a moment of silence, he stretched out his right hand and five fingers, and threw it to the scripture page on the table with apprehension and expectation.

"I wonder if I can pick it up now?"

A thought flashed through Yang Ji's mind, and then he held up this page of the Diamond Sutra. The prayer page fell into his hand and was lifted easily.

Nothing out of the ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary.

The entire transcribed Diamond Sutra is as light as nothing, exactly the same weight as ordinary paper!

It's just an ordinary piece of paper.

Yang Ji was stunned, and finally understood, and his heart was extremely excited.

It worked!

He has now finally reached the same level as Brahmaneng. Those thousand-word pages fell in his hands, one by one, as light as nothing,

This is not because the pages have become lighter, but because he and Brahman have attained the same level. The spirits he bestowed on the pages of the scriptures ▲n,ww≥w.,were no longer of any use to him.

The prayer page is restored to its original nature of paper.

"Amitabha, senior brother, congratulations. ”

Fanneng bowed his waist deeply, and said with a sincere face: "I said a long time ago that my senior brother and my Buddha are fated. Since then, we have one more fellow practitioner in Buddhism. ”

"Huh. ”

Yang Ji smiled, sat at the tea table and looked at Fanneng, and did not refute:

"Monk, I told you a long time ago. Buddhism can't help but kill. You only cultivate Buddha nature, but you can't waste martial arts. The Buddha's profound and supernatural powers are self-contained, the Buddha he said. The Buddha can not practice the Dharma, but you can't. Because you are not a Buddha. ”

"If the body and the name are destroyed, how can the monk delve into the teachings of the Buddha and revitalize the Dharma? If the monk understands this. Regaining the martial arts and combining the martial arts with the Buddhist teachings, the future achievements will be far ahead of the present. ”

Yang Jicheng said. This sentence is also Yang Ji's reciprocation, because this is not only Yang Ji's admonition, but also his final epiphany.

Yang Ji's Buddhist scripture has surpassed the Brahman's power in terms of momentum and Buddha power. This is not a simple Buddhist principle, among which there is also Yang Ji's martial arts that surpasses Fanneng.

"The little monk has been taught. ”

Fanneng clasped his hands together and said sincerely. If it was before today, he would only think that Yang Ji was good at distinguishing. But now it's completely different.

Yang Ji started from scratch on the Buddhist path. Later, the post was written by Buddha Li, and it was far better than him. It is impossible not to be impressed and reconsider what he said.

"Hehe, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed. Thank you for your hospitality these days, monk, I'm leaving. ”

Yang Ji pushed away the table and stood up.

Sending you a thousand miles will eventually take a farewell. Yang Ji sighed with emotion in his heart. He really benefited a lot during this time. This monk is simple and kind, and has no scheming at all. I also know everything about myself, I have everything I can say, and I have taught myself everything that I can teach.

During this time with the monk, it was indeed very relaxing.

However, in the end, he still has to leave.

When you realize the pure mind from the Diamond Sutra. When we have an epiphany of the method of unity of spirit, energy, and spirit, we have actually come to the time of separation.

Come with ease and chic, but go with ...... , look at this familiar tea room, but I am a little reluctant in my heart.

Brahma folded his hands and bowed down. It seems that this day has long been known:

"Amitabha!"

A thousand words are all in one Buddha horn.

"Damn gone!"

After a while, Yang Ji packed up his bags, looked back at the red walls and yellow tiles at the end of the mountain, the inconspicuous mountain temple, and his body was longitudinal, along the rugged slope, and finally disappeared into the reckless mountain forest at the bottom of the mountain.

"Amitabha!"

At the top of the mountain, Fanneng watched Yang Ji disappear in the direction of Pingchuan City, and let out a long Buddha horn. He did not immediately return to the room, but stood silently, looking into the air, as if waiting for something.

Time passes slowly.

"Wow!"

I don't know how long it took, a high-pitched shrill suddenly came from the air, and between the whisks, a giant eagle suddenly appeared in the western sky.

This giant eagle has wings like iron, claws like hooks, and a pair of eyes that are extremely sharp, and from a distance, it looks like a torch. The giant eagle was extremely fast, and it was still miles away at first, but in a few moments, it had already reached the sky above the mountain temple.

"It's finally here. ”

The monk robes the hunter, looking at the giant eagle in the sky, muttering to himself.

This giant eagle is more than two or three times larger than ordinary giant eagles. Its feathers are shining golden, and its wings are spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and it is six or seven feet long. However, the most special thing is the torrent of surging Buddha power revealed from the body of the giant eagle.

This special giant eagle can fight tigers and lions, and kill warriors, and there is only one place in the world that can raise this kind of giant eagle.

Dafan Temple.

There is a story in the Buddhist scriptures that the Buddha raised an eagle with his body, and this giant eagle is the mountain eagle pet raised in the Dafan Temple.

Fanneng's eyes were not on this mountain eagle pet. On the back of the giant eagle, if you look closely, you can clearly see a strong black shadow in the sun, and the oily bald head is particularly obvious in the sun.

Fan Neng looked at the black shadow on the back of the giant eagle, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

It's been ten years, and it's finally time to make the original appointment.

"Disciple Fanneng, participate in the master. ”

Van Neng shouted, threw his palms down, and knelt on the ground.

"Fanneng, ten years of solitude, transcribing scriptures, have you thought clearly?"

A voice, full of energy, fluttering like a giant bell, came from the air. The giant eagle in the air retracted its wings, carrying a thick-eyed leopard eye with a strong breath, like a middle-aged monk in the mountains and seas, shooting down from the sky.

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of feet away from the ground, with a buzz, an invisible ripple expanded, and a huge pale golden prohibition suddenly appeared in the sky above the mountain.

This prohibition is like a huge pot cover. Cover this mountain, along with the temple at the top of the mountain.

If Yang Ji was here, he would definitely be shocked when he saw this scene.

Because he went in and out without any hindrance, he did not encounter this huge mountain protection prohibition at all.

Brahma looked up at the sky, but there was not the slightest surprise in his eyes.

"Wow!"

in the sky. The giant eagle screamed, its wings flickered, and the Buddha power on its body was surging, and the torrent of Buddha power roared in circles, sweeping in all directions.

With a shake of the huge pale golden prohibition, the giant eagle passed through and landed diagonally in front of Faneng on the top of the mountain. A heavy mountain of feet tiptoed on yellow shoes, stepped down from the giant eagle, and in an instant the earth roared. The entire mountain trembled, as if it could not bear the weight of this middle-aged monk.

The middle-aged monk's expression was majestic, his eyes were like torches, and his breath was as strong as a mountain, and from a distance, there was a thick yellow essence that rushed out from the top of the monk's head and went straight through the heavens and the earth.

This is clearly the expression of the martial arts ninefold blood qi wolf smoke.

The middle-aged monk has a martial arts level of cultivation.

Heaven and earth are silent, one teacher and one apprentice are silent and motionless.

"Master. The apprentice has already figured it out. Willing to practice martial arts. ”

After a long time, Fanneng's voice came from below.

As soon as this statement came out. The middle-aged monk was stunned and ecstatic, and he couldn't believe his ears. This apprentice of his own is extremely talented, but it is a pity that his mind has been drilled into the tip of the horns.

And his character is extremely stubborn, and he can't pull back a hundred cows. I don't know how many times I persuaded him, but it was useless. This time. He was actually ready to be rejected.

However, I didn't expect that the result was completely different from what I imagined.

"Apprentice, are you really enlightened?"

The middle-aged monk stared at Fan Jing, who was kneeling on the ground with both palms, and his expression was pleasantly surprised. The accident came so suddenly that he had to pluck out his ears. Make sure again in case you mishear.

"Master Mingjian, Fan Jing has already recognized her mistake. I am willing to go back to the temple with the master to practice martial arts. ”

Faneng lay motionless on the ground with his palms on his feet, and his voice was extremely sincere.

"Hahaha, good, good, that's great......"

Hearing this answer, the middle-aged monk couldn't help but laugh happily with his chest and robe. This disciple who is most proud of himself has finally realized that he has lost his way, although he is ten years late, but with his understanding, it is still not too late.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll get you out of here today!"

The middle-aged monk's eyes were shining, and he laughed heartily.

With that, the palm of his hand stretched out, and his muscle-filled arm stretched out into the air like a pillar of optimus. Boom, the earth shook, and the unthinkable happened.

Airplanes!

Looking down from the sky, I saw the mountain peak where the temple is located as the center, at the foot of the mountain, due east, and the lush green ground slowly rolled up like a picture scroll. Then the positions due south, west, and north rolled up one after another......

The ground formed a rectangle, and a lot of dust and particles flew into the air. The wind in the sky and the earth is mighty, and outside the rolled up earth, the air is blurred, and the distance between the peaks on both sides is constantly distant.

Thundered!

As if a thunderbolt swept through the void, this huge mountain, the small temple on the top of the mountain, and the surrounding green ground flew into the sky, shrinking, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a sutra painting suspended in the air.

And those peaks, small temples, and meadows are all turned into landscapes in the painting, solidified in them.

Syllable!

Five thick and powerful fingers reached out and grabbed them in the air, and the middle-aged monk firmly grasped the scrolled scripture painting in his hand.

The surrounding mountains are verdant, and the middle-aged monk and Fan Jing have appeared at the foot of the mountain between the two peaks at some point.

The space where the temple was originally located disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of what had been found, only a wisp of black gas the size of a bowl rose from the ground.

"Yes, yes, it's not in vain that I brought the mountains and rivers in the temple to your study scriptures. In ten years, this space-time vortex leading to the underworld has been compressed by you to only a little bigger. Three months shorter than I expected!"

The middle-aged monk stared at the place where the wisp of black qi rose, and his eyes were full of joy.

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