|.| There is a forbidden land in Dongsheng Shenzhou.Located in the southeast.It does not belong to any of Yongzhou, Yuzhou and Ningzhou.Dongsheng Shenzhou is more than 90 million miles long.The three roads of immortals and devils and demons do not occupy the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou.There are some dangerous places that even the four provinces do not want to occupy.For example, the place of heavenly burial.

If you look at it from above, the burial place is a yellowish barren, with no other color, a vast area, and millions of barren mountains, and a sense of mystery from ancient times.

At this time, on a barren mountain in the depths of the burial place, there is a desolate and decadent temple on it.

Wang Yuan frowned.The words of the young Buddha cultivator made his good impression of the Buddha cultivator drop a lot in an instant.Wang Yuan said coldly: "Could it be that Master Fei also thinks that demon cultivation is a monk who should not exist."

"That's not true." The young Buddha Xiu smiled indifferently. What the poor monk means is that you have done demonic things because you have demons in your heart."

"I don't have demons in my heart, but there are some things we can't decide." Wang Yuan admits that he is a demon, and he is a real demon, the purest demon in the demon world, different from the demon cultivators in the Dongsheng Divine Continent.

"Then what else do you can't see through, people who can see through, people who can't see through, people who can't see through, people who can't see through, people who can't see through, people who can't see through, people who you can't see, people who you can't see, people who you are The sentences of the young Buddha contain the mysteries of Buddhism, which seems to enlighten Wang Yuan.

"Haha, what a person who can see through and can't see through, when I just embarked on the path of cultivation, I just can't see through, I can't see through my fate, and my fate has long been formulated by a pair of hands.I can't see through why some things happen.That's why some things happen.That's why I take my heart as the way, myself as the way.Break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao child.After that, I'm a person who can see through.It turns out that what I did was just to get out of this circle of reincarnation." Wang Yuan threw his head up and laughed.A wave of rebellion pulsed from the center of his eyebrows.But it was fleeting.Covered by the power of the magical fruit.

Listening to Wang Yuan's words, the young Buddha cultivator's face began to change greatly, and his face with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes appeared surprised.

"The master is right, I'm a reverse cultivator who completely wants to break out of this circle." Wang Yuan stared straight at the young Buddha cultivator and said word by word. In my opinion, what you can't see through and what you can see through should become something you can afford to hold and put down."

Although the Buddhist cultivator was shocked that Wang Yuannai was a Buddhist cultivator, this shock also disappeared after a few breaths, and his eyes were more peaceful and peaceful.

Wang Yuan's eyes flashed coldly, and he said coldly: "If I hadn't had the faith to save my wife, I would have died a long time ago.

The Buddhist monk was speechless by Wang Yuan's words, and finally closed his eyes and said: "Amitabha, this son is too deep in his heart, full of nonsense, it seems that the poor monk can only accept this son, let him take refuge in my Buddha, feel the compassion of my Buddha every day, be illuminated by the light of the Buddha, cross out many causes and effects, the heart is clean, and the thoughts are ...... peacefully."

Wang Yuan's eyebrows fluttered, and he felt a bad premonition when he looked at what the Buddhist cultivator said, and his eyes turned and his body shook and he immediately ran towards the gate.

Ran out of the dilapidated temple in an instant.Wang Yuan didn't care about all the legends here.Jumped directly from the top of the Qianzhang Mountain.I'd rather die than be played by the Buddha.

"The Zen machine has arrived, and the little donor should not escape." The voice of the young Buddha Xiu rang in his ears.Wang Yuan's body as he fell off the mountain peak suddenly stopped in mid-air.An auspicious cloud appeared at his feet.He drove Wang Yuan back to the top of the mountain.

This auspicious cloud is very strange, soft, but Wang Yuan can't tear this cloudy cloud.

Looking at Wang Yuan, who was unwilling, the young Buddha Xiu smiled slightly, and a razor suddenly appeared in his hand.

Wang Yuan's gaze instantly fell on the razor, and he suddenly shouted, "What do you want to do?" While shouting, he struggled to break free from the shackles of this auspicious cloud.

"Little donor, don't continue to struggle, the poor monks are all for your good, after taking refuge in my Buddha, worship me as a teacher, the poor monks chant the Buddha for you every day, and they will be able to expel the evil thoughts in your heart." The young Buddha Xiu was full of smiles, but Wang Yuan looked at the smile now and had a kind of eerie thought.

The auspicious clouds came to the Buddha cultivation boy's side, and then dissipated, and the Buddha cultivation boy pointed at Wang Yuan with one hand, and a strong binding force acted on his body, no matter how Wang Yuan broke free, he couldn't shake it.

"Didn't the Buddha say that it is my duty to spend all the people in the world, but why do you force me?" Wang Yuan roared, staring at the Buddhist cultivator with his eyes and asked angrily.

"Hehe, since the little donor knows that my Buddha is going to spend all the people in the world, then he has to shave you even more." The Buddhist young man slowly approached Wang Yuan, and the razor in his hand was like a knife that cut off all the causes and conditions, and gradually placed it on top of Wang Yuan's head.

At this moment, Wang Yuan was no longer struggling or angry, his eyes gradually calmed down, but this calm was a little terrifying.

Wang Yuan looked directly at the smiling young Buddha cultivator.The long silver hair tightened.I heard a "snort" sound.A strand of silver hair had fallen from Wang Yuan's eyes and landed on the ground.

With the severing of the silver hair, it seems that the cause and effect of the darkness are also broken.

Strands after strands.All the silver hair fell to the ground.A mountain wind blew away.Scattered the silver hair.There was no way back.。

"Hehe, the poor monk has taken in two apprentices in his life, and you are the third disciple, but you may not have a chance to see your other two senior brothers, they have turned into loess, and they have gone to the Western Heaven Elysium." Wang Yuan didn't hear the words of the Buddhist cultivator, but the moment he sensed that the only strand of hair left on the top of his head was held in his hand, Wang Yuan's eyes finally fluctuated.

A wave of earth-shattering meaning instantly shrouded the ancient temple, a long roar came from the ruined temple, the sound moved the nine heavens, and the heavenly burial place of this million mountains was especially loud.

"If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world;

Wang Yuan's eyes were filled with hatred, and Wang Yuan closed his eyes as the last strand of hair fell to the ground leisurely.

With you in my heart, how can I become a Buddha?

The razor in the young Buddha's hand was put away, looking at Wang Yuan's desperate appearance, and he smiled: "He is worthy of being a disciple chosen by a poor monk.

After speaking, the young Buddha Xiu unlocked the prohibition on Wang Yuan's body, looked at Wang Yuan, nodded and said: "According to the seniority, there should be a word 'none' in your Dharma name, and you have a Taoist mind. Taoism starts with 'Dao Shengyi'.

Immediately, the young Buddha monk walked under the Buddha statue, sat up, and said with a smile: "Come on, come on, let's do the apprenticeship ceremony, you just need to bow to me three times, and you will become my official disciple."

Wang Yuanmu does not squint, when the words of the young Buddha cultivator do not exist, the feeling of coldness on the top of his head makes his heart cold, and even has a killing intent towards the young Buddha cultivator.

Wang Yuan was not stingy with the blood of the Buddha in his hands, but he didn't have that strength.

"None of them." The young Buddhist cultivator was not in a hurry to wait, as if he wanted to tell Wang Yuan about something after the apprenticeship was over, so after he shouted Wang Yuan's Dharma name, he saw that Wang Yuan did not respond, his eyebrows frowned, but he suddenly realized.

"It's because the teacher didn't think it through.As a rebellious cultivator.A person who reverses the cultivator doesn't want to kneel down even if he dies.This is a teacher who has heard a little.Since that's the case.Then there are other apprenticeship etiquette." As soon as the words were finished, the young Buddha stood up instantly, approached Wang Yuan, raised it with one hand, and gently knocked on Wang Yuan's head.

"Okay, you are now a disciple of the teacher, then the teacher will also give you some apprenticeship gifts, but the teacher has a clear breeze on his sleeves, and there is no magic weapon on his body that you can use, only a Buddhist magic is taught to you, and its name is 'Sumeru Divine Light'."

The young Buddha said to himself, and Wang Yuangujing Wubo's eyes were shocked by two flashes of light.

The young Buddhist monk took out a thread-bound book from the storage bag on his waist, which surprised Wang Yuan, because he had obtained a Buddhist practice "Tianlong Sanskrit Yin", which was also a thread-bound book.

Finally, the thread-bound book was put in Wang Yuan's hand, and the young Buddha Xiu smiled even more, and then he took out another set of robes and slashed them on Wang Yuan.

The young Buddha Xiu walked around Wang Yuan a few times, patted his bald head, stood in front of Wang Yuan, and said quite formally: "For the teacher's name 'enlightenment', the teacher is under the Xiniu Hezhou Lantai Mountain Huasheng Temple, but ......."

Enlightenment was a little embarrassed and said, "I haven't been back to the monastery for 1,500 years.

Listening to this terrifying number, Wang Yuan secretly calculated in his heart. In terms of age, he may have lived for more than 2,000 years, and he can live for more than 2,000 years....... The Great Maturity Period, or the Higher Realm, the Tribulation Period, and my previous conjecture is also true, there must be a connection between the four continents."

A Buddhist cultivator who has cultivated at least the Great Maturity Stage is right in front of him.How could this not make Wang Yuan shocked.His eyes finally glowed brightly.

151 Kanshu.com .