In the last courtyard, many monks sat quietly on the futon, quietly listening to a long-bearded monk not far away talking about Buddhist scriptures, Bai Fan arrived, and did not attract anyone's attention, even if someone took a look, they quickly withdrew their gaze and continued to look at the monk.

I heard the monk's voice very loud and said, "My Buddha is compassionate, but he does not save the people who have no fate, and now you can step into the empty door, I believe that this is the fate of fate, my Buddha is a door, in the end, in fact, it is a fate word." Encounters are fate, and cultivating Buddhism is fate, including the fact that every time you can listen to lectures here, this is also fate. ”

"The word fate, skill, luck, fate, wonder, unspeakable.................."

When the monk said this, others couldn't see it, there was a faint golden light on his body, but Bai Fan saw it clearly, this monk was really a real Buddhist monk, but his cultivation was actually very low, and it could be regarded as reaching the early stage of Tongyun, such a Buddhist cultivation, in any Buddhist sect, grabbed a lot. But even so, Bai Fan also thought deeply about his words.

Don't look at this person, his cultivation is not high, but his understanding of the Buddha's meaning is to surpass the vast majority of Buddhist cultivation. That sentence is indescribable, even if Bai Fan was inexplicably touched after hearing it, it can be seen that this monk must be a monk who has failed to practice and wholeheartedly comprehends the Buddha's way. Otherwise, there would be no golden light on this person. That is not the light of cultivation, it is the recognition given by heaven after having a deep understanding of Buddhism, which is somewhat similar to the power of heaven, which can protect the monks, have a long life, and all evils will not invade. Of course, this golden light was still very fragile in the eyes of a monk like Bai Fan who was about to enter the Tailing, and he didn't even need to really make a move, even if it was just exuding a faint majesty, he could easily defeat it. After all, the gap in cultivation between him and Bai Fan was really too big.

The senior monk is still continuing to preach the scriptures, during which many monks show an obsessed look, but Bai Fan's eyes are clear, although this old monk has a unique view of Buddhism, but Bai Fan thinks that he just touched the fur of the vast Buddha, and even the fur is only the edge. You must know that the three thousand avenues, the Buddha Tao can occupy the front row, which shows that the profound and broad meaning of the Buddha Tao can be fully understood by very many people, even if it is those Buddha cultivators, they do not dare to say anything, they have penetrated the essence of Buddhism. After all, there is no end to the road, and the road is boundless, how can it be said that you can reach the other side when you reach the other side? In this regard, Bai Fan was not obsessed with the views of the monks like other monks, so Bai Fan listened to it, and began to disagree with some of the monks' opinions.

Until sunset and dusk, the senior monk Xu was tired, waved his hand, signaled the group of monks to disperse, Bai Fan also followed the flow of people, turned around and left the Sandao Courtyard, however, Bai Fan did not leave completely, on the contrary, after leaving the Sandao Courtyard, Bai Fan saw many monks and hurried to an old tower.

"Huh?" Bai Fan was a little curious, and at this moment, someone not far away whispered to the people around him.

"Ah, senior brother, we have to hurry up, if we go late, those profound scriptures will be taken by other senior brothers, and at that time, we can only wait for the next time, presiding over the sermon. ”

As soon as his words fell, his senior brother nodded in agreement. "Well, you're right, last time, Leng Yan Jing missed me, this time I definitely can't miss the opportunity, go quickly. ”

The two of them hurried into the tower as they spoke, Bai Fan heard it clearly, and after looking at the backs of the two of them disappearing, Bai Fan's eyes flickered slightly. Lengyan Sutra, Bai Fan knows, it is a very good Buddhist scripture, which records a lot of unique insights on Buddhism, Bai Fan was originally turned into a fan, he had used this scripture to understand the Dharma, but I didn't expect that there was also this scripture here, which really made Bai Fan a little surprised.

And then, the accident was far more than that, Bai Fan heard a lot of familiar names of scriptures that could not be familiar, until the end, Bai Fan was sure in his heart that these scriptures must have come from Wuliang Temple, because there are many scriptures among them, which seem to be called scriptures, but in fact they are some powerful Buddhist techniques, such as what great compassion, vajra body, arhat finger and so on. Although it is not a world-destroying technique, if you can realize it all, it will be a big opportunity.

Only this opportunity is not of great use to Bai Fan, don't forget, his Buddha body is about to step into the existence of the Tailing Realm, so it is difficult for ordinary spells to enter Bai Fan's eyes, and what Bai Fan needs most at this time is not magic, what he needs is the understanding and precipitation of the Buddhist scriptures, only in this way can he get closer to the understanding of the Buddha's way, and if he wants to do this, he needs more Buddhist scriptures, only in this way can Bai Fan's understanding of the Buddha's way be deepened.

Bai Fan, who had a plan, also wanted to go to the tower to find out. At least, when he had just listened to other people's narrations, there were still some Buddhist scriptures that Bai Fan had never heard of, and for this, Bai Fan walked into the tower.

It is a dimly lit tower, decaying but spotless, in which the scrolls are densely displayed, and before these scrolls, countless monks are fighting for the final ownership of the scrolls. Bai Fan casually picked up a scripture scroll, quickly sank into it, and savored it.

After a while, Bai Fan put it down, picked up another one, and realized it at this time. In this way, Bai Fan didn't remember how many scriptures he had read, all in all, Bai Fan only felt that the value of these scriptures even surpassed all magic weapons and spells. I don't know how many times have passed, Bai Fan has finally read all the scriptures here, and at this time, Bai Fan turned around silently and prepared to leave. In vain, Bai Fan saw that in the corner not far from him, there was still such a scroll. Quietly placed in an inconspicuous corner. Bai Fan approached, picked it up and looked at it, and found that there was a line of small characters written on it.........

"Buddhism is supernatural, closed-mouthed Zen ........."

"This ........." Bai Fan didn't understand what he meant. Immediately, Bai Fan opened the scroll and found that it was stated. "I, in my lifetime, was an elder of the Huanxi Sect, cultivated to break delusion, and killed countless demons in my life. However, maybe it was because my killing was too heavy, so that my Buddha did not like it, one day, my Buddha said to me, if I am so obsessed with slaying demons, I will eventually fall into the devil's path, I don't believe it, let it go. It wasn't until my Buddha's words were finally fulfilled that I woke up from a dream. But everything was too late, my demonic thoughts had already been deeply planted, and it was difficult to extricate myself, so in order to prevent me from really falling into the devil's path, in the end, I was ruthless and abandoned my cultivation. And that's from this moment. I was determined to leave the Huanxi Sect, to leave my Buddha Huanxi Buddha, and finally I became a wandering monk and began to concentrate on contemplating the essence of the Buddhist scriptures every day, if nothing else, in order to seek to rejoice in the Buddha's atonement ...... to my Buddha."

"It's just that before I decided to leave, I still have one more thing, a little regret, that is, I have no disciples in my life, but it is a pity that my inheritance has no one to inherit, especially my self-created technique, closed mouth meditation. It is also my strongest means of slaying demons. If it ends up with me, I will not be willing, just leave it in the Huanxi Sect, after a few years, if someone who is destined to cultivate this technique, it can be regarded as a trace of comfort to me........."