Rumble!

The Void Divine Sword shattered the long sky, accurately slashed at the ice cliff, and slashed on the golden light shield, making a deafening loud sound, and the divine peak seemed to tremble three times.

But what shocked the old crane demon was that his blow with all his strength was only a ripple of the golden light shield that slashed the ground, and after a while like water, he completely regained his calm.

The light mask scatters a faint golden light, and the power of Buddha nature fills the void, and there is a different kind of peace, which can soothe people's hearts.

However, under the light of the Buddha, the old crane demon became more and more furious, and a tyranny in his heart couldn't stop climbing.

"Old bald donkey, look for death!"

He let out a long roar, flapped his wings in rage, and unleashed countless void storms, rolling forward like destruction, causing the light mask to roar and vibrate.

Hundreds of spatial wind pillars that were at least a hundred feet into the sky raged like demon dragons, stirring up the place where the ice cliff was located.

The void is chaotic, and the universe is dark.

The light mask is like a pale gold Buddha bead, standing quietly in the dim world, unmoving.

In the white temple on the ice cliff, Lin You and his party looked through the gate, looking at the gray and black chaos outside the light cover, and had the illusion of facing the end of destruction, and their hearts trembled.

"This old crane demon, it seems that he will not give up if he does not achieve his goal!"

Lin You turned his face sideways, and suddenly joked to the little spirit fairy with a frightened face on the side: "Otherwise, you can throw your broken realm to him, so that this old demon will not chase after him!"

The old crane demon came towards the Kunlun Divine Mirror, if it was really a last resort, maybe he had to abandon the treasure and escape!

What? Throw it away?

Dream!

Is the artifact that travels through time and space said to be thrown away?

She would rather die in battle than let the Kunlun Divine Mirror leave for a moment.

The little spirit fairy's eyes widened, and he glared at the young man viciously, and said angrily: "Just throw you little bastard out!

"Uh! Just kidding!"

Seeing that the little spirit fairy was furious, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, and making a gesture to catch him and throw him to the old demon, Lin Youshu smiled and dodged.

Thinking about it, he seems to have offended the old demon the most, if he is used to calm the anger of the old demon, maybe there is really a little possibility.

Thinking of this, his heart was slightly cold, and he was busy staying away from the little spirit fairy, for fear that she would really throw herself to the old demon.

The boy moved his hands and feet as he looked around.

The small temple is not big, but it is empty.

In the center of the hall is a high stone Buddha sitting on the lotus platform.

It can be seen that this stone Buddha is made of local materials, carved from the ice rock of Shenfeng, the lines are extremely simple, giving people a simple feeling.

The stone Buddha sits down, holding the Dharma seal in his hand, smiling, and his expression is compassionate but dignified, which makes people awe-inspired.

Especially the pair of gray eyes, which are obviously devoid of lust and empty, but they give people a magnificent artistic conception of looking at the mortal world from afar and all beings are equal.

Just by glancing at each other, everyone has the illusion that they are like ants.

In front of the stone Buddha, there is an offering table, there are no offerings, just a simple small incense burner, inserted with three unlit incense sticks.

The table and incense burner are also made of local materials and carved from ice and rock.

In front of the offering table, several futons are placed, and other than that, there is nothing else in the whole hall.

At this moment, a group of monks of all sizes, such as Lingming and Lingxin, since entering the temple, have ignored the crane demon that is raging outside, and they have stepped forward one by one to worship the stone Buddha.

They folded their hands and bowed their heads in prayer, their faces extremely respectful.

But what made Lin You strange was that none of these monks, big and small, lit candles and incense.

It stands to reason that if you worship the Buddha, you have to put on a few pillars of incense and light a few candles!

Everyone is not an ordinary mortal, and it is not difficult for monks to carry incense and candles with them, so why is it that no one thinks about lighting candles and incense to worship the stone Buddha?

Could it be that there is something strange about this stone Buddha?

But looking at the spiritual names and spiritual hearts, they are extremely respectful, and they are obviously extremely devout to this stone Buddha.

The young man was puzzled and muttered in a low voice, "These little monks are too stingy! Why don't they worship their own Buddha?"

The little fairy with a serious face on the side heard the young man muttering, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, and reprimanded in a low voice: "If you don't learn and don't know, that's the ancient Buddha of the past, only the past, not the present."

In Buddhism, it is not subject to the incense of the world, it is not worshiped by all beings, and it only guards the beginning of time and space!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Lingxian pointed to the three unlit incense sticks inserted in the incense burner on the offering table, "Have you seen the three unlit incense sticks?"

The big shining eyes were fixed on his face, and his eyes were full of contempt, which made the boy nod in embarrassment.

"The incense is inserted but not burned, that is the world's respect for the ancient Buddha, specially for it, thank the ancient Buddha for protecting time and space. ”

What is guarding time and space, Lin You seems to understand it, but he also knows that it is not that the little monks are stingy with the stone Buddha, but that the stone Buddha is not subject to incense.

The old demon crane outside kept bombarding the light mask, thundering in the sky, but a group of little monks inside were worshipping the Buddha devoutly, and there was silence.

Between the movements, there was a strange atmosphere, which made the forest uncomfortable.

Sweeping his eyes around the hall, there was nothing else, and the young man couldn't help but look behind the stone Buddha.

The stone Buddha is followed by a wall, and to the left of the wall is a small door that leads to the apse.

Come to think of it, the master who saved them is behind the main hall!

Speaking of which, this master didn't know what kind of magical power he had just used, but he was able to reverse time and space, so that his body that was about to shatter was completely restored.

In addition to the divine energy that needs to be slowly recovered, the young man is alive and kicking at the moment, and there is no injury on his body at all.

Could it be the path of the spirit immortal "Shi Yuguang"? But looking at the silent appearance of the little spirit fairy on the side, it was obvious that the master was not using the spirit immortal magic power just now.

The young man thought about it quickly, thinking that this was a monk's temple, and the stone Buddha in front of him was the Buddha of the past.

Could it be that the unmasked master cultivated the most mysterious "primordial" path of the legendary Buddha and Immortal Three Paths?

It is rumored that the "primordial" path has incredible power, can trace the source of the heavens and all worlds, the origin of immeasurable time and space, can see the truth, clear mind, is a direct proof of the heavenly avenue.

If it is really the "primordial" path, then it is normal for the master to have the great power to reverse time and space.

Lin You thought for a moment, and a group of young monks in front of him had already finished worshipping the Buddha.

"Amitabha, Dingxuan Patriarch, Lingming and all the junior brothers, I am here to pay a visit!"

Lingming clasped his palms together and said loudly towards the apse, leaning over the small door to bow respectfully again.

Behind him, Lingxin and other little monks followed and bowed.

Only Lin You and Xiao Lingxian stood quietly at the end, watching silently.

They are not children of the Buddhist family, and they haven't met yet, so naturally they don't need to be too respectful.

"Are you here?"

There was a dull and hoarse voice from the apse, and there was a kind of twilight, like an old man who was about to die.

He tried his best to make a sound, beckoned to the juniors who had come to visit him, and said happily and kindly: "Since you are here, then come in!"

"Yes!"

The little monks responded in unison and got up.

Lingming took the lead and walked towards the small door step by step, and everyone followed quietly behind him.

Passing through the small door, what appeared in the eyes of everyone was a small hall that was as simple as ever.

The small hall is not big, three or four zhang wide, only a stone bed carved from ice and rock leans against the wall.

On the stone bed, an old monk in sackcloth sat against the wall, with a faint smile on his withered face.

A pair of cloudy old eyes swept around everyone, but everyone had a feeling of being seen through.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

Lingming took the lead and bowed down to the old monk again.

This time, Lin You and Xiao Lingxian, who were standing in the back, also bowed respectfully: "I've seen the master!"

"Hehe, get up!

A gentle force surged, and before everyone could bow down, they had already lifted everyone up.

The old monk smiled kindly, twisting a string of purple-red Buddha beads the size of a dragon's eye, and asked Lingming lightly, "Wanshan Temple, are you okay?"

"Everything is fine!" Rei replied calmly.

Nodding, the old monk's gaze fell on the little monk Lingxin beside Lingming, and he looked at it carefully, his eyes were kind.

"You are a little spiritual heart, right! I remember that when I went to the Jizo Temple, you were only calf high, and after more than ten years, you have grown up!"

The tone was full of emotion, and the old monk's cloudy eyes flashed with memories, remembering the scene when he was a guest in the Jizo Temple.

At that time, the little guy in front of him was just a little bit, running around on the rocky mountain all day, naughty and tight.

I remember one time, the little guy fell off the cliff, but he still took action himself, rescued him, and flew around the sky with him.

Since then, the little guy has changed his temperament, become studious, and vowed to cultivate great powers and become a god and Buddha who flies to the heavens and the earth.

The little one was gifted and savvy, and he taught him for a few days before leaving.

I don't want to see you again today, the little guy has already achieved the Dao Three Spiritual Heart Archmage, and his cultivation has become deep and complete, looking at this, he is about to break through the realm of real people in the near future.

It's amazing how talented it is.

"The third path is complete, good!" the old monk admired.

"It's all Dingxuan Patriarch, you were enlightened that day, and you have the spiritual heart today, and the disciples are grateful!"

Thinking of that year, Xiao Lingxin was also excited, and thanked the ancestor again.

"Where? It's your own effort!"

The old monk smiled and waved his hand, and said, "I don't know what happened to Shenma?

Ding Xuan's seniority is extremely high, and even Master Shenma is also his junior, and he calls him by his name and asks Lingxin about the current situation.

As soon as he didn't want to say this, Xiao Lingxin's face instantly darkened, and his mouth opened and closed, choking out of words.

That sad look made Master Dingxuan stunned for a moment, his eyes wandered, he pinched his fingers, and sighed.

"For the sake of the thorns, I sacrificed my life to repay the cause and effect!

It's a pity that when he went to bid farewell to the host of the Tibetan Academy, there were few Shenma who could get into his eyes.

I thought that junior could catch up with him and become an Arhat, don't you want to be a lonely Nine Shades!

Ding Xuan sighed loudly, raised his head and comforted Xiao Lingxin: "Don't be sad, your master is just going first......!"

"What the disciple knows is just ...... Woohoo......"

Thinking of Master, Lingxin couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and he couldn't help but sob, and his eyes were blurred with tears.

Infected by it, Lingming and the others couldn't help but show sadness.

Even Lin You in the back felt congested, only to feel that the small apse was too narrow, which made people breathless.

Especially outside the small temple, there is also the old crane demon roaring wildly, constantly bombarding, noisy and noisy, which is even more unpleasant.

The young man twisted his body, looked up, and suddenly saw a black and white ink engraving on the wall behind the old monk, which was very smart, and he couldn't help but observe carefully.

The black and white colors seem to be divided into yin and yang, cutting the heaven and earth, and the faint pen and ink are printed on the wall, like a knife and an axe, which is uneven, giving people a three-dimensional sense of 3D.

Lingshan beautiful water, waterfall hanging in front of the river, flying rainbow flowing clouds, the sun shines high.

Thousands of high mountains rise from the ground, and thousands of peaks are stacked and towering into the sky.

Countless pavilions and pavilions stand among the mountains, the great temples and high temples of the endless road are located on the top of the mountain, the flowers, grasses, fish and insects are bright, and the mythical beasts and birds are peaceful.

Heaven and earth are solemn, and the blessed land of Lingshan is pure.

At the foot of the mountain, surrounded by the long river, on the cliff, the three characters shine.

Su, Meru, Mountain!