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The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the main hall, and several holy monks took the lead in saluting the Buddha and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The chanting sound of the monks is continuous, echoing endlessly, and the whole Buddha hall has undergone strange changes, and there are peaceful Buddha lights on the pillars and the ground.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Jiang Xuan and the others inexplicably felt peaceful and stable, this hall has pure Buddha nature and purifies people's hearts.

"Bell—"

The melodious bells came, the morning bells and dusk drums washed people's hearts, and a group of monks were shrouded in the light of the Buddha, as if receiving the gifts of the gods and Buddhas.

Jiang Xuan listened to the chanting, looked at the golden Buddha statue again, and finally walked around in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The hall is extremely huge, large enough to accommodate the hundreds of zhang high golden Buddha statues, and on all sides of it, the walls are filled with all kinds of ancient paintings.

In the ancient paintings, there are stories of Buddhist classics, such as the Buddha cutting meat to feed the eagle, the nine-colored deer sacrificing himself to save others, and the Mahasattva feeding the tiger with his body.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting, the light of the Buddha also overflowed on the ancient paintings, and the images on them became lifelike and even moved.

Jiang Xuan walked to the wall curiously, looking at the ancient painting with interest.

The murals are a period of ancient Buddhist classics, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes is blowing in the face. At the same time, there seems to be something hidden in it.

Jiang Xuan's keen sense captured it and sensed it carefully.

"Bang-"

The crisp Sanskrit sound lingered in his ears, taking Jiang Xuan into an ethereal realm, and the ancient paintings in front of him were completely alive, and there were fragments of Sanskrit culture as fragments of light and shadow, floating towards Jiang Xuan's sea of knowledge.

Jiang Xuan's figure stood in place for a while, surrounded by a little Buddha light.

"Isn't it, the sect will not become a Buddha?"

Wu Liang's eyes widened when he saw this scene, in his eyes, he was the sect master represented by the big devil, and he actually attracted the Buddha's light, which was simply an incredible thing!

"Sincerely worship the Buddha, and the Buddha's fate will appear. The fact that the donors have not been attacked by the Arhats proves that they have no evil thoughts in their hearts, and they can wander around the temple at will, and they may have gains. ”

The voice of a holy monk echoed in the ears of several people, and everyone looked at each other, and then they also followed Jiang Xuan to look around.

Jiang Xuan stopped in place for a while, and a whole paragraph of Buddhist scriptures slowly appeared in his mind.

"Huayan Sutra", this is a precious Buddhist classic, but it is a pity that Jiang Xuan shook his head after a cursory review of the meeting, and then gave up in-depth feeling.

He was not a Buddhist, and this scripture could increase the power of the Buddha if studied carefully, but it had no meaning for him.

Pacing slowly, Jiang Xuan walked up along the spectacular wall.

Ordinary scriptures, as long as they involve specific Buddhist Taoist systems, have no meaning to him at all. At this moment, there is only one thing on his mind.

A way to condense the power of faith!

Buddhism brings together many belief, and legend has it that the Bodhi realm is completely shrouded in the light of the Buddha by the power of faith, so that no evil can invade.

During this period of time, there has been more and more faith power around Jiang Xuan, and this power has become very considerable, and if it can be used well, it will definitely be of great use.

In fact, when Jiang Xuan came to Fangcun Ancient Temple, he didn't have the intention of getting this opportunity, but he was not obsessed, he had it, he didn't have it, and he was very open.

At this moment, in the sound of chanting, the Daxiong Treasure Hall manifested abnormally, and the murals actually involved various Buddhist classics, similar to a kind of inheritance, Jiang Xuan naturally didn't want to let it go.

He looked at it casually, his mood was ethereal, there was no joy or sorrow, although he was not greedy, but it didn't matter.

"Myoho-renge-kyo", "The Buddha Says the Bodhisattva Honto Sutra", "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", ...... The scriptures are engraved in the frescoes in a strange way.

Jiang Xuan tasted it and skipped it when he found that it was a pure scripture.

During this period, Duan De and Wu Liang were also trying to see the murals, but they were not interested in watching them for a long time, and those boring Buddhist scriptures were really not attractive to them.

Han Dong'er stands in front of a mural depicting a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, holding a lotus seal.

She was shrouded in the light of the Buddha, her mind was ethereal, and she was immersed in it.

Jiang Xuan wandered through the main hall and quickly reached the other from one wall to the other.

With his astonishing understanding, he can perceive the Buddhist scriptures contained in the murals at a glance, which is why he can be so fast.

The abbot of Lingyin Temple glanced up at Jiang Xuan, his eyes were slightly surprised, and then he closed his eyes and recited the scriptures quietly.

Unlike Jiang Xuan and the others, as orthodox disciples of Buddhism, the benefits they get from just sitting in front of the Buddha statue and chanting sutras are unimaginable.

"Drink!"

The eighteen arhats waved the vajra and hit them outside the Mahavira Hall from time to time.

Outside, monks were constantly pouring in, trying to enter the temple.

Eighteen Saint Realm guards, ordinary people don't dare to try it easily, they can only look at the people inside with jealousy and envy.

Occasionally, there were people like Jiang Xuan who were not attacked by Arhats and successfully entered the main hall, but more of them were turned away.

Those who have evil thoughts in their hearts are all rejected by the Mahavira Treasure Palace, and the eighteen Arhats can peep into people's hearts.

More and more people gathered outside the main hall, not only the demon clans of the Demon God Domain, but also the royal families of the major foreign races and the two major dynasties.

They had come here either in other Buddha halls or outside the ancient temples of Fangcun before.

"The Eight Futu Towers were manifested before?"

When the people of all forces heard this amazing news, their eyes couldn't help but move.

Eight Floating Massacre!The Emperor Shakyamuni's Imperial Soldiers!

The power of an imperial soldier is really terrifying, if a great sage has an imperial soldier, it is no problem to sweep several powerhouses of the same level.

The reason why the royal families of the two major dynasties of the Central World have been able to maintain their rule for so many years is closely related to the fact that their imperial tombs contain the imperial soldiers left behind by the two ancient emperors, the Emperor of the Leaving and the Soul Emperor.

In ancient times, many ancient emperors disappeared on the road to heaven, and only a few such as the Lihuang and the Soul Emperor remained, and finally created two major dynasties.

The Taoist system left by the Emperor and the Soul Emperor to future generations is the most complete, which has created the longevity of the two dynasties.

And among them, the imperial soldiers play an important role, and the three thousand worlds have the power of complete imperial soldiers, which is pitiful.

Most of the emperors' inheritance imperial soldiers have disappeared in the long river of history.

"It is rumored that there is already a Sumeru Divine Mountain in the Bodhi Realm that is at the level of the emperor's soldiers, if they are allowed to get the Eight Futu Pagoda again, wouldn't it make the meditation line stronger and stronger?"

Many powerful bigwigs frowned, and the monks of the Bodhi realm seemed to be indisputable, but they were spreading Buddhism everywhere, but in fact they threatened their rule.

"Buddhism is special, and even if we get our hands on their inheritance, most of them will not be of great use. ”

A saint king of the Great Soul Royal Family touched his beard and said.

"Even if you can't get it, you can't afford a herd of bald donkeys. Terrans, how about we join forces?"

On the side of the demon clan, the mountain turtle and other holy beasts took the initiative to speak, their expressions gloomy.

They had just suffered a big loss in the main hall, and the descendants of the Golden Dragon Great Sage had been suppressed by the Buddha statue, if the Golden Dragon Great Sage knew about it, they would definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

The Eighteen Arhats are too strong for them to deal with, but if the saints of other forces also go together, the chances will be much greater.

"Hey, it's really rare, the demon clan even talks about cooperation with people. ”

The Yanhuang Sage who left the royal family was lukewarm.

"It's not just our business, this time the sea of clouds is changing, and we don't know what will happen after that, are you happy that someone else may threaten your position?"

The Yaqi Snake on the demon clan's side snorted coldly.

"Even if the ancient temple falls into the hands of the Bodhi Realm, we may not lose the competition in other places. ”

The Yanhuang Sage still looked calm and calm.

"Hmph, I know that the Great Sage of your Great Departure from the Imperial Family is competing in the Void God Mountain, but don't forget that there are still the orthodox heirs of the Void Emperor, the Void Emperor, and many powerful forces such as the Ancient Demon Palace. No matter how strong you are from the royal family, you may not be able to gain anything. ”

Yaqi Orochi struck, obviously knowing a lot about the situation in the outside world.

"Other forces, it's hard to compete with us. ”

A different color flashed in the eyes of the Yanhuang Sage, and his words were extremely confident, but he didn't say much.

Seeing his determined tone, the demon saints doubted in their hearts but did not fight anymore, and instead sought the cooperation of other forces.

In the end, the Great Soul Royal Family agreed to help, and several other powerful alien races and sects also agreed.

So, a group of saints tried to rush into the Mahavira Hall again, and this time they were no longer inferior to the eighteen Arhats in terms of numbers.

Boom Boom!

For a while, the war broke out, and the monks who were not focused enough were interrupted, and they were a little suspicious in their hearts.

"Don't pay attention to it, they can't enter for the time being, and concentrate on worshipping the Buddha. ”

A holy monk spoke, his appearance was solemn, and his body was full of Buddha power.

"Where? Where will it be?"

Jiang Xuan kept wandering around the hall, looking for the method he wanted.

The treasure hall is so big that each mural contains a mystery, and it is not easy to find.

Hearing the commotion, Jiang Xuan glanced coldly, and found that the cultivators outside were gathering more and more, and the eighteen arhats were no longer as firmly dominant as they had been at the beginning, so he couldn't help frowning.

Soon, though, his brow furrowed, and his mood returned to steady.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be able to perceive these murals, and even further greed will arise, and you may even attract attacks from Arhats.

"I am fortunate to have it, but I have lost my life, and I can't ask for it. ”

Jiang Xuan saw it, slowed down, and simply looked at it casually.

Ruyi Wheel Mantra, Amitabha Buddha's One-Character Mantra, Padmasambhava's Mantra, Evil Ghost Eating Mantra, Pure Three Nights Mantra......

The scriptures in the mural in front of him began to become fewer, and more Buddhist mantras with all kinds of strange and magical powers appeared.

These mantras are urged by the power of the Buddha, and it is difficult for ordinary monks to perform them, and at most they can only use them for reference.

"Well, this is ......"

Jiang Xuan stopped in front of a mural somewhere, looked inside carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised in his eyes.

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