Chapter 320: A Path to Buddhahood

The ancestor looked at me calmly, stretched out his thin hand and pushed it towards me!

Bang!

I flew out with the bell, fell to the ground on all fours, my bones crackled, and there was no pain in my body. That feeling, in a trance, reminds me of when I was a child, accidentally letting the big buffalo in the village step on the instep, which was extremely sour.

I tried to stand up, but found that many of my bones were misaligned, and it was difficult to move even a single finger.

"Amitabha!"

The master recited the Buddha's name, folded his hands and said to me, "Go back, you are still too far away!"

The master squatted down, put all my misplaced bones back into place, and reached out and pulled me up.

How so!

I was very puzzled in my heart, obviously there was a lapis gold Dao bell to protect the body, why was it still slapped over by the ancestor!

"You're too weak!"

The ancestor patiently explained: "It has nothing to do with the magic weapon!"

This...

I remembered those visions, in the hands of the man in black, the Qingjin Dao Bell slaughtered in all directions, penetrated the Hongmeng World and penetrated the Gate of Bones, and returned along the Huangquan Road. There is no doubt that this is an incomparably terrifying treasure with great power!

"The disciple wants to meditate here for a while!"

My heart was full of helplessness, but I had to face the reality, lowered my head and said to my ancestor: "The demonic aura here is strong, and it is very suitable for my ghost slave cultivation!"

"Good!"

The master thought for a moment and said to me: "The seal here will be fine in a year or two, you can meditate here for a while!"

With the permission of the ancestor, my heart was very excited, and I hurriedly asked everyone to thank the ancestor and choose a place around to cultivate, and use the demonic qi of this place to refine myself.

For them, this is a holy place for cultivation.

I was extremely depressed, I couldn't figure out why I was so unbearable, and I was beaten down by my ancestor with a light palm.

"The soul does not possess the body, and the bone does not possess the flesh!"

Looking at my face, the ancestor said calmly: "There is a lack of the heart of the strongest, which is why you are so weak!"

I can understand that the soul does not possess the body, and the bones do not possess the flesh, after all, my cultivation time is too short, and I lack the accumulation of years.

But without a strong heart, I can't understand it!

My heart is more eager to become stronger than anyone else, and it is this strong obsession that has supported me step by step to get to the present, why don't I have a strong heart!

"What do you think of a real powerhouse?"

Shi Zu's voice was very calm from beginning to end, and he asked!

A real powerhouse?

This...

This question really stopped me!

In my eyes, an existence like the Emperor of Beiyin in Xudu may be called a real powerhouse!

"First of all, you have to have a heart that purifies all sentient beings!"

Seeing that I was puzzled, my ancestor explained to me: "The heart is connected to the common people, and the common people must recite their names, and only by integrating the wishes of all living beings can we achieve the supreme avenue and be higher than the sky." ”

This...

Master Huitong also said something similar to me, saying that the reason why my Buddhist golden body is weak is because of my lack of virtue. The so-called virtue is to purify all sentient beings!

"Think about it!"

Master smiled at me and said, "When you understand this question, you will truly embark on the path to Buddhahood." ”

"Thank you for your advice!"

After calming down, I said to my master, "The disciple will definitely think about it!"

Shi Zu nodded, closed his eyes and stopped talking, and slowly fell into a state of turtle breath.

Great oaks from little acorns grow..

They practice, and I can't slack off.

Offering the jade tripod floating above my head, absorbing the blood inside to nourish my body, and attracting those demonic qi into my body, refining my muscles, bones and skin. The ancestor said that my soul is not possessed by the body, and my bones are not attached to the flesh, and if I want to make myself extremely condensed, I can only rely on strong external pressure to achieve it.

These demonic qi are amazingly corrosive, as if they have been injected with strong sulfuric acid, and I feel like my whole body is melting. And the blood essence oozing from the jade tripod has amazing life activity, constantly repairing my damaged body. The process was painful and slow, but it was rewarding, and I felt that I had been sublimated in some way by practicing this penance.

Feeling that this method was effective, I increased my efforts again, and used the Mixed Yuan Taiji Diagram to absorb more demonic qi into the body, refining the muscles, bones, and skin of the five internal organs. More demonic qi entered the body, and the pain suffered was also several times greater, it was like Ling Chi, life was worse than death.

One day.

Three days.

Seven days.

Half-moon!

Before I knew it, a month had passed, and my Dharma Protector Golden Body had finally broken through and stepped into the level of His Holiness Golden Body. In addition to the transformation of my physical body, my spirit and spirit have also been sublimated to the next level, and I have become much less arrogant and peaceful.

That's it!

The Dead Leaf Butterfly has also broken through!

Its body is no longer gray, but has become colorful, and on the original ugly wings, beautiful phoenix patterns have begun to grow, like phoenix tail butterflies, the whole body is full of brilliance, like a dream. After the metamorphosis, the body of the dead leaf butterfly became more petite, the size of a fingernail.

Moments later!

The glow vanished, and its body turned gray again!

But there is no doubt that it has gotten stronger, much stronger than before!

"This king is finally an adult!"

Dead Leaf Butterfly smiled: "This day has been waiting too long!"

Immediately after that, the drunken maniac also broke through!

On the path of cultivation, the drunken maniac is undoubtedly the craziest, when he was still a green ghost, he wanted to guide the demonic qi into his body, but he almost melted himself. This time, he practiced hard day and night, frantically devouring the demonic qi cultivation here, and finally took a crucial step to forge an extremely strong ghost king physique.

In contrast, the evil spirit Bai Shuangshuang and the three of them have different paths, and the harvest is much smaller.

Shi Zu slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Do you know what to do?"

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step!"

I nodded and said to my ancestor, "If you want to ask for it first, you must give it first." The disciple has no virtue and incompetence, and he has no great ability, so he does not dare to peek into the true Buddha's avenue, so he can only do his best. ”

"Good!"

The master opened his mouth and smiled: "Then be a good backer hall master first, and keep one side safe!"

Be!

I hurriedly agreed to come down!

"Go ahead!"

Master Ancestor waved his hand and said to me: "Remember what you said today, no matter what happens in the future, don't forget your original intention!

Good!

Bid farewell to the ancestor and leave Lengyan Temple with the ghost slave.

Unconsciously.

It's late autumn.

I seem to remember that last year, there was a bloody case in Zhangjia Village, and the village was slaughtered under Luo Yuqing's selfish desires. Now more than a year has passed, Luo Yuqing has turned into loess, and I am already the hall master of the backing mountain hall.

People have to sigh that the world is impermanent!

Feng Shui takes turns, and anyone can see the beginning, but a few people can guess the ending!

But I asked myself, as the hall master of the backer hall, am I doing better than Luo Yuqing?

The answer is no!

If it comes to inaction, I'm going to do it!

Leave Lengyan Temple and return to the backing hall.

At this moment, the backer hall is tense and busy, and after that great purge, it has finally recovered some vitality after several months.

I went straight to the white paper fan and wanted to ask him how he was doing!

As soon as I arrived at the office of the white paper fan, I saw that the Great Elder Meng was all there, and they all had serious expressions, as if they had encountered something troublesome.

"Hall Master!"

Seeing that I was back, the white paper fan smiled bitterly: "If you don't come back, the sky is really going to collapse!"

"What's wrong?"

I asked the white paper fan, "Is something wrong?"

"The ghost clan wants the three counties of Nanling!"

The white paper fan poured me a cup of tea, his face was as bitter as Huang Lian, and he smiled helplessly: "If you don't give it, they will continue to fight." In addition, the White Tiger Hall also forced us to give up the five counties to the east, otherwise it would also start a war against us. ”

The ghost clan and the White Tiger Hall are pressing at the same time!

Is it to rob while the fire is burning or are they united?

If it's the former, it's okay, it's just a loss of some benefits!

If it's the latter, it means that we have to face the alliance between the Ghost Clan and the White Tiger Palace, and it's much more difficult to deal with!

"And that's not all!"

The white paper fan sighed, handed me a piece of information, and said: "The corpse cultivators have also been on the verge of making a move recently, and they suddenly tore up the armistice agreement signed with us, asking us to cede the territory of the five county towns to the west. Although I didn't say that I would go to war if I didn't give it, I saw that the meaning was pretty much the same!"

What the!

Giving up so much at once, the power of the backer hall has directly shrunk by one-third, let's still be a fart!

"It's a fight and an idea!"

The white paper fan rubbed his head, and said to me helplessly: "The other party only gave us three days to think about it, and now half a day has passed, and there is not much time left for us!"