"Fahey. Yu Dao suddenly remembered a person in the legend of his previous life, the other party was called "Fahai", although his memory was a little vague, he no longer remembered what happened to the other party, but he was always a sad character.

Immediately, Yu Dao's eyes became a little strange, but when he thought that the old monk was going to teach him his own Taoism, he left this strangeness behind.

"Unfortunately, I fell here, and I never thought that I would have a chance to come to the door by myself. Yu Dao sensed the Immortal Sword Pill in his sleeve, and his heart was slightly happy.

The Immortal Sword Pill is refined from the relics, and this time the old monk's Taoism can be obtained, which should be inseparable from the effect of the relics.

Seeing that Yu Dao was distracted, the old monk did not speak, but just looked at him with gentle eyes.

Yu Dao came to his senses, bowed his hand, and said, "Thank you, senior brother, for giving me the Dharma name." He was not polite, and directly recognized the other party's senior brother.

Anyway, it's not an apprentice, it's just a junior disciple, so why hesitate. Even if he is the other party's apprentice, for the sake of the other party's cultivation and inheritance in his hands, Yu Dao will not hesitate.

Those who reach are teachers.

Now that he doesn't have to pay anything, he can reap a piece of Taoism, which is really a blessing for him.

"Please give the Dharma, Senior Brother!" Yu Dao bowed down, unable to hold back.

The old monk saw that Yu Dao recognized the Dharma name and asked for the formula, there was no displeasure on his face, he smiled freely, stopped speaking, closed his eyes slightly, pinched the flower with his fingers, and sat upright.

A solemn aura emanated from the old monk's body, Yu Dao looked at the past, and found that the old monk's face revealed a solemn appearance, under his background, the tattered Buddha statue standing high on the offering table next to him really became a mud puppet, and there was no more solemnity at all.

The golden light was released from the pores and hair of the old monk, and the monk's jaw and beard fluttered, and the hem of his clothes fluttered, which made people see it, and they couldn't help but have a feeling of worship in their hearts.

Yu Dao breathed in the breath of the Buddha hall that became fragrant, and two words appeared in his heart, "Sitting"!

This old monk is really not a low-level monk, and his cultivation is either refining or ...... Normalize.

It's just that the monk is seriously injured, his body is decayed, and the immortal medicine is difficult to treat, so he can only choose to take the initiative to sit down at this time, so as to mobilize the last bit of mana and preach.

Yu Dao looked at the old monk's movements, and looked forward to it even more.

This action of the old monk represents that the formula he wants to teach is not something recorded in the golden jade book, but a formula condensed in his mind, which needs to be taught by means such as Daigo empowerment.

The golden light in the hall is magnificent, the old monk kneels on the rotten futon, as if he has become a golden Buddha statue, the instrument is strange, and the treasure is solemn.

At the last moment, he opened his eyes and looked at Yu Dao in front of him, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Yu Dao looked at the smile in the old monk's eyes, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and said secretly: "This old monk must be hiding other thoughts. But he thought about it carefully, neither his spirit nor his immortal heart sent out a sense of crisis.

The old monk took one last look at Yu Dao, raised his head, stretched out his thin fingers, and pointed to the sky with one hand.

The golden light burst out, and the hairs were released from the monk's body, piercing into the ground, and breaking the bluestone slab.

Yu Dao looked at the scene in front of him, kicked back three steps in a row, and then looked at the situation in front of him in a slight trance.

The old monk did not condense the aura and pass it on to Yu Dao, but his body disintegrated, revealing his original form.

A thin old jujube wood appeared in the Buddha hall out of thin air, shook and opened, pushed down the Buddha statue on the offering table, broke the broken tiles above the head, and the roots were rooted in the ground of the small temple.

The jujube wood is golden, and the branches and leaves are distinct, like a gold jade carving.

The light bloomed and appeared on the top of the mountain, dyeing the surroundings with a layer of golden light.

When the mortals outside the temple saw this scene, they all looked at the half of the golden jujube wood growing in the temple in a daze, and their expressions were shocked.

Yu Dao stared at the jujube wood carefully, and he couldn't grasp the old monk's intentions in his heart. He looked at the jujube wood carefully, and suddenly found that the expression of the golden jujube wood was very similar to the one that was cut down in the temple.

I don't know if the two are one or the same, or if they are passed down from generation to generation.

The voice vibrate, and the Buddha's voice appeared in Yu Dao's ears: "I have the true scriptures and wonderful methods, and I want to pass on the fate of the world!"

"This scripture is known as the "Dizang Sutra of Doom", which has the effect of purifying all sentient beings, cultivating good karma, and experiencing calamity. Studying this sutra will eliminate saliva, purify the karma of other beings, and remove them from slavery, eliminate the karma of other beings caused by the demonic mind, and send them to the netherworld, purify the obstacles of afflictions, destroy greed, complete the progress of refinement, and pray for the merits of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the world......"

Pieces of golden light condensed and formed, sprinkled on Yu Dao's shoulders and neck, and Yu Dao's mind moved slightly, so he refined it and absorbed the true meaning contained in it.

One scripture after another appeared directly in Yu Dao's mind, making him stunned for a while.

On Yu Dao's spiritual platform, there were all kinds of chanting and wooden fish sounds, and the sound kept coming, as if an old monk was standing beside him, urging him to practice the scriptures.

I didn't have much contact with the rest of the Buddhist classics, and in an instant, I practiced more than a dozen scriptures. This is not over, I saw that the Immortal Sword Pill in his sleeve trembled, and the two qi were connected, and the wisdom of the remaining Dao suddenly increased.

All kinds of wisdom appeared in his mind, and he studied several scriptures in an instant.

In an instant, more than a dozen of them were snapped, and in the blink of an eye, Yu Dao practiced 1,300 scriptures, exhausting the scriptures that the old monk had learned all his life.

The old monk who was incarnated as jujube wood sensed the scriptures that had disappeared from his memory, and his body trembled, but then he was happy.

He originally thought that the monk in front of him was just his destined person, who could continue his Taoist system and let him cross the last person, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him had good qualifications, hollowed out the scriptures in his mind, and almost had the potential of "Buddha".

"If this person is born in the Buddha Sect, he will definitely be able to give birth to great wisdom and great power, and subdue demons and demons. Fortunately, it is not too late, and with my help, we will definitely be able to enter the good path and promote the good law. ”

The old monk taught his own Taoism to Yu Dao, so he naturally had some thoughts. After all, although the old monk had already recognized that Yu Dao was not an extremely evil person, he also did not want the person he entrusted to be a good person. However, he did not leave a sinister secret hand, and was ready to trap Yu Dao.

Instead, he used a small trick to imperceptibly influence Yu Dao and let Yu Dao embark on a good path.

Whether this method can be effective or not, in fact, depends on fate, to see whether Yu Dao is willing to accept it, it is not forced, so it has not aroused the vigilance of all the magic weapons in Yu Dao's hands and his divine soul.

After refining the 1,300 scriptures in the memory of the old monk, Yu Dao already knew all kinds of Buddhist concepts, and was well versed in Zen and Zen Feng, and the Buddhist scriptures were more profound than the monks who had studied the scriptures for a hundred years in the world.

But his mind has not been changed, but it is equivalent to studying the scriptures that ordinary people can only study thoroughly in a lifetime in a few breaths. Moreover, these scriptures are just ordinary scriptures.

"None of them are spiritual texts. A thought came to Yu Dao's mind

There are 1,300 scriptures, every word of which encompasses the mysteries of the world, helps people to be good, and guides people to seek Buddha, but there is not a single word specifically related to practice, but only a scripture used by monks to recite and increase their understanding.

This is the "Dizang Sutra" used by the old monk to preach?

Yu Dao frowned and looked at the golden jujube wood in front of him......