On the spirit boat on which the monks of the Jade Spirit Sect were riding.

Hepu opened his eyes and saw that the formation controlling the spirit boat was working normally, and he closed his eyes and continued to meditate and pranayama.

Suddenly, a cyan figure entered the Lingzhou control room as soon as it swayed, revealing the figure of a white-haired old man in a green shirt, this person was none other than Ling Xiuyang, the Supreme Elder of the Jade Spirit Sect.

He Pu was slightly startled, and hurriedly got up and clenched his fists respectfully, "Elder Taishang, why are you here?"

Glancing at Hepu, Ling Xiuyang asked rhetorically, "Why, I can't come?"

Hepu's heart sank, and he hurriedly explained, "That's not what the juniors meant. ”

"Okay, don't be nervous, I'll go out and do some errands, just take a ride. Ling Xiuyang grinned and found a random place to sit cross-legged.

"Yes!" Hepu replied, standing respectfully and not daring to make any sound.

Ten days later, in the early morning, the spirit boat slowly slowed down in front of a misty mountain range and stopped in front of a towering mountain peak.

All the disciples flew out of the spirit boat one after another, and under the leadership of Hepu, they flew to the huge mountain peak six or seven thousand zhang high in front of them.

A fat monk in his fifties, wearing a purple monk's robe, with his ears hanging down and his shoulders full of red light, flew quickly in the air and stopped in front of everyone.

The fat monk put his hands on his chest and bowed his head slightly, and said in a rough voice, "Poor monk Wuyuan, I have come to greet the donors of the Jade Spirit Sect. ”

He Pu smiled and hugged his fists in return, "It turned out to be Master Wuyuan, a senior monk of the Wuzi generation of the Zhongsheng Temple, who has heard the name for a long time, and the old man Yuling Zong Hepu." ”

"Lord Heshi is polite, please come with the poor monk. Master Wuyuan made a gesture of please, turned around and led the way.

Soon, a group of people arrived at the top of the huge mountain peak, and most of the disciples of the Jade Spirit Sect came to the All Living Beings Temple for the first time, and they all looked ahead with surprised faces.

The summit of the huge mountain was flattened by a sword, and on top of it was a huge complex of buildings, roughly estimated to be forty or fifty miles in radius.

The neatly arranged attic courtyards are shrouded in mist, and hundreds of people sit of different heights, and pagodas made of fine timber are scattered among the attics, flickering in the floating clouds.

This is one of the three major immortal cultivation sects of the Jade Spirit Country, the famous Temple of All Beings.

Boom...... The thick and long bell rang throughout the temple and reached everyone's ears, and the excited mood of the Jade Spirit Sect monks suddenly calmed down a lot, and they were all surprised that this bell actually had a strange effect of stabilizing their minds.

Everyone followed Master Wuyuan and landed in the bluestone square in the center of the temple, and in the center of the square there was a 300 zhang high, pale gold wooden giant pagoda.

It is full of traces of time, exuding an ancient atmosphere, and it can be seen at a glance that the pagoda has experienced a lot of ups and downs and has existed for many years.

Sixty or seventy monks in yellow robes sat cross-legged in a neat line, all with their hands folded on their chests, staring at the pagoda reverently.

After a moment of incense, a white-bearded old monk wearing a purple monk's robe flew into the air, followed by a spirit infant and more than a hundred Jindan monks, most of whom were dressed as scribes and scholars.

Everyone in the Jade Spirit Sect immediately recognized that the more than 100 monks were the disciples of the Holy Confucian Academy.

Cang Liang fell to the square and put away the clouds, frowned slightly and glanced at the people of the Jade Spirit Sect, as if he was looking for someone, and after a few breaths, a look of disappointment flashed in Cang Liang's eyes.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, walked up to Ling Xue'er and the others, clasped his fists slightly, and smiled, "A few girls, this son, we meet again." ”

Ling Xue'er, Tang Yuxin and Han Yu returned the courtesy politely, Xu Xiaoling's big eyes turned white, and she twisted her head in ignorance.

Cang Liang didn't mind, and asked with a smile, "Miss Ling, why didn't you see the white-shirted boy who participated in the Secret Dao Conference with you?"

Ling Xue'er's beautiful eyes flowed and she said, "There are some things he can't get out of. ”

Cang Liang continued to ask, "The Buddha's Light Society is two points more important than the Dark Dao Conference, I wonder if that son has any important things to do, and he didn't take time to participate?"

"I don't know. Ling Xue'er said perfunctorily, obviously not wanting to say more.

Originally, Ling Xue'er didn't have a good impression of the people of the Holy Confucian Academy, and most of Wang Xiaotian's soul search was done by the monks of the Holy Confucian Academy, and it was completely out of politeness that she said these words to Cangliang.

Cang Liang was not displeased, and said with a smile, "Miss Ling misunderstood, I didn't mean to inquire into that son's privacy, I just wanted to find an opportunity to make friends with him, I don't know where that son is now? ”

"Hey...... Is Lin Feng familiar with you?" Xu Xiaoling interjected in a weird manner.

"Oh, it turns out that the son's name is Lin Feng, does this girl know where Lin Gongzi is?" asked Cang Liang quietly.

"I ......"

"Xiaoling......" Hurriedly interrupting Xu Xiaoling's words, Ling Xue'er continued, "We don't know where he is. ”

After Ling Xue'er finished speaking, she looked at the other people and ignored Cang Liang.

"Excuse me!"

Being snubbed by Ling Xue'er and the others, Cang Liang didn't have the cheekiness to stay any longer, and slowly returned to the ranks of the disciples of the Holy Confucian Academy.

"Why did that little white face of Cangliang suddenly become so interested in Lin Feng? Xu Xiaoling whispered angrily.

Ling Xue'er's brows furrowed slightly, Cang Liang suddenly came to inquire about Lin Feng's whereabouts, it must not be like what he said, there must be some other purpose.

She suddenly had a guess in her mind, the people of the Holy Confucian Academy searched for Wang Xiaotian's soul, maybe they wanted to get Lin Feng's whereabouts from Wang Xiaotian's memory.

Lin Feng only told her that he followed the teacher out to practice, and he didn't say goodbye to Wang Xiaotian and Zhang Dazhong at all, and left the Jade Spirit Sect alone.

"Could it be...... Lin Feng knew that he would offend the Soul Transformation Stage cultivators of the Holy Confucian Academy on this trip, he was afraid of injuring Wang Xiaotian and Zhang Dazhong!" Ling Xue'er was shocked in her heart, she felt that she had figured out some questions.

"Sister Xue'er, what are you thinking?" asked Xu Xiaoling in confusion.

"Oh...... It's nothing. Ling Xue'er smiled sweetly and didn't say anything more.

Master Wuyuan and the white-bearded old monk flew up in the air, and Master Wuyuan said loudly, "Everyone has arrived, the two of us will open the gate of the Buddha Light Pagoda, and you can enter the tower." ”

The white-bearded old monk said in a loud voice, "When you enter the tower, please keep your benefactors and monks quiet, and climb to the top of the tower on foot with me." ”

The white-bearded old monk and Master Wuyuan each shot a white light into a golden wooden door, and with a creak, the heavy wooden door slowly opened.

More than 300 monks of the Jindan period, followed the two monks into the Buddha Light Pagoda, slowly climbed up along the wooden staircase, a staircase is three zhang three high, there are thirty-three steps, everyone walked on foot for two moments before reaching the top of the tower.

On the way, no one spoke, and some people were bored and secretly counted the number of stairs, and reached the top of the tower with exactly ninety-nine stairs.

At this time, a fan-shaped hall that can accommodate 500 people at the same time appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and at the end of the hall, on a three-foot-high golden wooden platform, there was a life-size gilt Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue is a round-faced old monk with a thin eyebrow and a thin body, sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, and his hands slightly together on his chest.

Master Wuyuan said, "Please stay quiet, choose a futon and sit down, and the Buddha's light will begin immediately." ”

Hearing this, everyone chose a good position to cross their knees on the futon, and Master Wuyuan and the white-bearded old monk respectively shot a white light into the golden wooden platform under the Buddha statue.

The Buddha's palms slowly parted, and suddenly, ten thousand white lights bloomed from between its palms, instantly illuminating the entire fan-shaped hall as bright as day.

"It's glaring!"

"What kind of light is this?"

"I can't see anything. ”

The monks let out a burst of exclamations, some subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands, and some quickly closed their eyes and bowed their heads slightly.

"The Buddha's Light Meeting is the beginning, and it will last for three months. After the white-bearded old monk finished speaking, he sat cross-legged with Master Wuyuan, and both of them entered a state of false sleep.

The whole hall was quiet, everyone closed their eyes slightly to face the Buddha statue, and the dazzling white light shone on their faces, making people feel warm and comfortable.

Ling Xue'er closed her eyes slightly, feeling a vast and vast aura in the white light and on the Buddha statue, she knew that what the Buddha statue was holding in her hands was the Buddha relics transformed by Master Hua Ming.

"Be willing to give up your self and let future generations see the light...... Could it be that this is the power of light?" Ling Xue'er muttered excitedly in her heart.

She vaguely understands that Master Hua Ming abandons the ego, condenses the relics for the benefit of future generations, and embodies the supreme belief in Buddhism with his own actions, which contains a huge amount of light energy.

The central area of the Temple of All People.

On the top floor of a hundred-zhang high wooden pagoda, a monk sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, his hands folded on his chest.

The white monk's robe on the monk's body is spotless, he looks like he is in his thirties, his face is sharp and angular, his face is as white as jade, and his appearance is extremely handsome.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the stairs, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the starry sky, and his eyes were as deep as if he could see through people's hearts at a glance.

At this time, an old man in a green shirt slowly climbed the stairs, his face was as usual and he couldn't see his joy or anger, he didn't say a word, he crossed his knees to the opposite side of the monk, this old man was Ling Xiuyang, the elder of the Jade Spirit Sect.

"Why bother Lord Ling!" the monk spoke softly, his voice was clear and delicate and magnetic, and it sounded very comfortable.

"No matter how calm the old man is, he can't escape the eyes of Master Xuanzang. ”

Ling Xiuyang shook his head with a wry smile, pondered for a moment and continued, "Maybe...... This is the last time the old man will come to see Master Hangzang. ”

Master Hangzang said thoughtlessly, "Have you thought about it? Since the laws of this world have changed, no one has succeeded for thousands of years. ”

Ling Xiuyang shook his head helplessly and said, "Heavenly Dao reincarnation...... The old man can't escape, he can only give it a go, I only hope that Master Hanging can agree to my request for the sake of your and my many years of friendship. ”

There was silence for a long time before Master Xuanzang spoke, "The world is impermanent, and the poor monk can't promise Master Ling that he will be able to do it...... The poor monks will do their best. ”

Hearing this, Ling Xiuyang was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and hugged his fists and bowed respectfully to Master Hangzang, and said, "Master Hangzang is merciful, Ling Xiuyang thanked him first!"

Master Hangzang's face was joyless and carefree, his hands were always firmly placed on his chest, he bowed his head slightly and returned the salute, without speaking.