|.| Perhaps Enlightenment saw some thoughts in Wang Yuan's eyes, and said with a smile: "You don't have to guess about the cultivation of the teacher, since you have taken refuge in my Buddha, you must abandon the idea of killing. Presumably, you also know some of the rules and precepts of Buddha cultivation. If you break the precepts, as a teacher, you will put an incense scar on the top of your head."

If there are more than nine incense scars on the head, it is disrespectful to the Buddha, and you will be severely punished.

Wang Yuan snorted coldly and said, "I have a demon in my heart, even if I put on a robe and be recited and repented by you every day, it will not help, and my life will not change because of you."

Listening to Wang Yuan's words, Jue Wu just smiled and said, "Don't talk about this, the injuries on your body still need to be repaired, and after the next day, I will tell you in detail about the purpose of our coming here."

After speaking, he walked to the opposite side of the broken stone statue with self-care, and then he didn't care about the gray grass ball, sat down, and gradually entered the dry meditation.

"Huhu~~"

The mountain wind was blowing fiercely, the dilapidated temple seemed to be blown down by the mountain wind, the gray cobwebs began to crumble, and a cool feeling appeared above Wang Yuan's head.

At this point, Wang Yuan still didn't have the courage to accept reality, he reached out and touched his bald head, the demon clone was originally a demonic face, there was a curve mark at the center of his eyebrows, and it was sealed with strange things that he had not yet figured out, and it was this demonic face compared with the bald head, there was an almost more demonic visual difference, which made Wang Yuan smile bitterly.

Even so, Wang Yuan couldn't get rid of a Buddha who cultivated at least the Five Fingers Mountain in the Dacheng period, he could only accept his fate, and he accepted Wang Yuan as a disciple in order to expel the demonic obstacles in Wang Yuan's heart.

"Do you have to be carried by enlightenment for the rest of your life? It's really like he said to recite Buddhist scriptures to me every day." When he thought of the days to come, Wang Yuan was miserable, and his eyes swept away the consciousness in the Zen.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan clearly saw that the back of his conscious head was actually imprinted with two incense scars.

"These Buddhas have broken the precepts twice, so won't my head be covered with incense scars?" Wang Yuan trembled in his heart, thinking that he must pay attention in the future, and try not to break the precepts.

"However...... the name of 'Wuyi' ......," Wang Yuan shook his head and walked towards the temple gate.

Millions of mountains are closely connected, each mountain has a secret of ancient times, but there is very little news that the secret has been discovered, and even if there is, it is not something that Wang Yuan can know.

Desolate and desolate, lifeless, desolate, only the mountain wind howling, cut like a knife on the cheek, bursts of pain.

Wang Yuan took a step out of the ruined temple, and he had long since given up the idea of escaping.

On this day, it was all earthy yellow, deep and heavy, like a boulder pressing on my heart, broken, and my heart was broken.

"It seems that I will never be a Buddha in my life, and among the precepts of Buddhism, being close to women is the most serious, and I ...... I can't become a Buddha with you in my heart." Wang Yuan rubbed his chest, and suddenly a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Wang Yuan didn't dare to think about it, and immediately sat on the edge of this barren peak, took out the book of Buddhist magic "Sumeru Divine Light", and read it carefully.

"Where the sun and the moon shine, the name of the world, if there are a thousand worlds, there are a thousand days and moons......"

With the passage of time, Wang Yuan had a kind of enlightenment in his heart, his expression became more and more surprised, and it seemed like a sudden realization. Finally, he couldn't help but sigh: "Buddha, it is worthy of being contrary to the way of heaven in some places, and the 'three thousand avenues' mentioned by the immortal path and the devil and demon are the same as the 'three thousand worlds' mentioned by the Buddha."

Suddenly, Wang Yuan recalled the mantra of "one qi and three purifications" in his mind. Some of the places that he had not understood before, but he was like wisdom. Wang Yuan excitedly picked up the book and continued to read, and thought to himself: "It seems that among the six realms, no matter what the great truth, as long as the cultivation reaches the extremely high realm, it will be the same."

And Wang Yuan just picked up the book, and put it down violently, his expression was shocked, and a bold idea appeared in his mind.

"What will happen in the future if you practice the mysteries of Buddhism as a demon clone, one body and two paths?" As soon as this bold idea appeared, Wang Yuan recalled the memory of the Underworld, and in the memory of the Underworld, he had no impression of the person who cultivated the double cultivators, after all, he was arrogant, how could he go apostasy.

"But practicing the two paths will definitely lead to conflicts, and eventually they will explode and die." Wang Yuan also understands this result, but he is a person who does what he thinks, and his stubborn temper comes up, combined with the intention of reverse cultivation, that is, he does what he thinks.

However, this time it's not the same as usual, but it's a joke with life.

Shaking his head, Wang Yuan put down this bold idea for the time being, but continued to practice Buddhism and magic.

"Sumeru Divine Light" has a total of nine colors, the cultivation of the ultimate can be nothing without brushing, no treasure without brushing, and according to the book, what interests Wang Yuan more is that after cultivating to the extreme, this spell can condense the golden body of the Buddha's cultivation, the golden body is a mysterious method, not only is it quite powerful, a body of upright Buddha is not infected by ten thousand ghosts, it is the second life gate of the Buddha in the world, the first life gate is of course the most important relics of the Buddha's cultivation, that is, the other four realms of the primordial infant.

Then, with the mountain wind whistling, Wang Yuan immersed himself in penance, and began to pinch his hand according to the formula recorded in the book.

The next morning, when the first rays of the sunrise appeared, Wang Yuan's ears squirmed, footsteps came, and enlightenment came out of the temple.

"Hehe, look at the nine-colored light around you, you must have cultivated the 'Sumeru Divine Light', but to the surprise of the teacher, how could you start cultivating without any complaints." Consciousness walked slowly, standing beside Wang Yuan.

In terms of size, enlightenment only reached Wang Yuan's shoulders, and he was still a teenager, not at all like an old monster who had lived for more than 2,000 years, but somehow, when he stood on Wang Yuan's side, a vague breath emanated leisurely, like the sound of a bell chime, and the sound of a wooden fish, and the sound of the Buddha was faint. The sound of chanting and worshipping the Buddha was in the ears.

Seeing that Wang Yuan was silent, his smile was faint, and he was peaceful and peaceful, and said, "Today, as a teacher, I will tell you about the purpose of this trip."

Wang Yuan also wanted to know why Enlightenment came to this million mountains. Could it be that there was some treasure from the ancient period to be born here, and this treasure could also cause super masters in the Dacheng period and even the Tribulation Period to compete for it.

"The place of heavenly burial, in three years, a magical treasure from ancient times will be born, and this treasure should be a magic treasure of Buddhism." Enlightenment said.

"How do you know it's a Buddhist treasure?" Wang Yuan's eyes lit up and he asked in surprise.

However, Jue Wu turned his head to look at Wang Yuan, and did not explain, but smiled: "You open and close your mouth are 'you, you, you', since you worship me as a teacher, you should call me a master. You must know that not respecting the teacher is also the precept of Buddhism."

As soon as the words of enlightenment were finished, Wang Yuan turned around and walked towards the temple.

"Huh." Jue Wu laughed and sighed: "I can't help you, since I don't want to change my name, then I don't force it to be a teacher. The Buddha said that all beings are equal, and it seems that you will realize very quickly."

Only then did Wang Yuan retract his steps, his eyes calmly looked at Enlightenment, and motioned for him to continue.

"You ask me why I know it's a Buddhist magic weapon, and when you get closer to the teacher, everything will be understood." Enlightenment beckoned to Wang Yuan.

Wang Yuan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then took a few steps closer.

"Knock, knock."

"Knock, knock."

......

"It's ...... The sound of the wooden fish." Wang Yuan listened to it in his ears, and instantly heard the sound of what it was, and Wang Yuan's eyes swept away, only to see that in the ripples, under an unimaginable Buddha, an agarwood fish was placed on the incense table, and a simple small wooden stick was beating the wooden fish.

The strange thing is that the little stick keeps beating, but there is no one with the stick, in other words, the little stick flies up for no reason, and hits the wooden fish.

The suction force disappeared, the scene in front of me changed and returned to reality, and the sound of "dong dong" disappeared in my ears.

"Hehe, this time you know why the teacher said that it was a Buddhist magic weapon, some people calculated that three years later, it would be the day the temple was born, and it can also be said that the temple was a mausoleum, which was buried with Buddhist cultivation in ancient times." Consciousness folded his hands, his eyes were calm, and his expression was solemn.

Wang Yuan's face gradually became solemn. If this ancient temple is to be born, it will definitely be a bloody storm, and some people who have cultivated to be powerful will definitely sense the breath of the birth of the ancient temple here.

151 Kanshu.com .