The forbidden place of the ancient temple is a temple within a temple.

Ordinary temples or Taoist temples are mostly civil buildings, with some bricks and tiles at most, but this strange temple is made of huge stones.

To be exact, it was a single boulder that hollowed out the inside to create this extraordinary stone temple.

"Donor, please!"

The young abbot was calm and made a gesture of please.

When Lu Zheng stepped into the stone temple, he immediately noticed that in this stone temple, there was a strong sense of Zen.

It's not energy, it's not smell, it's not any substance, it's a spiritual feeling that's hard to explain, as if thousands of years ago, someone became a Buddha here and attained positive results.

"Luo Han Ye Guo!" Lu Zheng said lightly.

Hearing this ranking, the young abbot looked different for the first time, and sighed helplessly: "The lord of the immortal gate is really better than the next generation, I didn't expect that even three thousand years ago, the last Arhat of my Buddhist sect could be seen by you at a glance." ”

Buddhism and immortal cultivators are two completely different worlds, and even the division of realms is completely different.

Immortal cultivators pay attention to qi refining, foundation building, knotting, Jindan, and Yuandan......

The Buddhas, on the other hand, are novices, monks, arhats, and bodhisattvas......

Among them, Arhats are divided into bronze-bodied Arhats, golden-bodied Arhats and Vajra Arhats, which correspond to the three realms of the immortal cultivators' Jiedan, Jindan and Yuandan, respectively.

In Lu Zheng's previous life, he had survived the Nine Tribulations of Thunder, and he was already the first person under the Immortal Realm, the real Nine Tribulations Void Immortal, and even confronted the will of the immortals.

As soon as he walked into the stone temple, just by feeling this spiritual breath of perfection, Lu Zheng could almost be sure that there had been a Buddhist Arhat here.

"It's a good place to practice for a day, and it's worth a year. Lu Zheng smiled.

The young abbot smiled as well.

He was right, the stone temple was the place of enlightenment of the arhat, and it was also the place where the relics were stored after his death.

The entire stone temple is full of his Zen, and if you stay here for a few days, even the most dull person will open up your wisdom under the influence of Arhat Zen.

The abbots of this nameless ancient temple meditate here for three days and three nights every year.

They did not dare to stay for too long, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of the Arhat relics and destroying the rich Zen spirit here.

The young abbot's smile instantly froze, and he watched as Lu Zheng shattered the golden coffin where the Arhat relics were placed.

Boom!

Asunder.

The entire golden coffin was shattered into pieces all over the ground by him.

At the moment when the golden coffin was broken, the majestic Zen like the sea gushed out crazily, as if the embankment of the river had been opened, and the surging river water was flowing for thousands of miles.

However, the young abbot did not get a single point, because all the Zen was swallowed by Lu Zheng.

The origin of his soul is like a dry sea, no matter how much Zen he swallows, he will never be satisfied.

In the broken golden coffin, a dark golden relic was quietly suspended in the void.

At the sight of the relics, the young abbot felt as if he had come to a Buddha country, like a dream, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

He sat down slowly, recited the Buddha's name, and reverently recited the scriptures.

"Carving insect skills!"

Lu Zheng smiled contemptuously and directly grabbed the Arhat relics in his hands.

In an instant, the young abbot woke up from the illusion of the Buddha Kingdom, but saw an even more shocking scene.

The man, holding the Arhat relics with his bare hands, stuffed them directly into his mouth, and chewed them like ordinary people eating nuts and walnuts.

He ate the Arhat relics!

The young abbot felt a ball of blood rush to his head, and he almost fainted.

It was an Arhat relic, almost the only relic left by the last Arhat in this world.

Today, when no one can become a Buddha, this Arhat relic, which can be called the supreme holy relic of the entire Buddhism, was stuffed into the mouth by that man, and directly bitten and swallowed.

"It's a pity, it's just a bronze Arhat, and the taste of the relics is too light, far less than those Buddhas. Lu Zheng shook his head, disgusted with the taste of the Arhat relics.

Burst!

The young abbot spurted out a mouthful of old blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted to the ground.

"What a fuss!" Lu Zheng said disdainfully.

It's just a relic of a bronze Arhat, if it were in his previous life, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to let him touch it, let alone let him eat it in his stomach.

Back then, he couldn't even look down on the relics of the Twelve Bodhisattvas, and if he wanted to let him do it, he had to be at least a Buddha-level existence.

It's like a super-rich man who is used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and occasionally tastes lamb skewers from a roadside stall, eating your relics is already considered to give you face.

"Forget it, this place, just this little thing is slightly useful. ”

After all, in the world of the end of the law, there are too few valuable good things, and Lu Zheng is reluctant to waste them.

Not only did he swallow the Arhat relics, but he didn't even let go of the golden ancient coffin where the relics were stored, and he picked them up piece by piece, and ate them all into his stomach.

If it weren't for the fact that this stone temple was a bit big and looked very unpalatable, maybe Lu Zheng wouldn't even let go of the entire stone temple.

These things, whether they are Arhat relics or golden ancient coffins, are full of Zen, which is a pure spiritual perception and is not mixed with any energy.

After Lu Zheng ate it in his stomach, the roots of the World Tree rarely came over to fight for it, so that he could finally enjoy it alone.

Devouring such a huge amount of Zen in one go, almost the lifelong perception of a copper-bodied Arhat, Lu Zheng's head suddenly had a splitting headache, like a balloon, the more it blows, the bigger it gets, and there is a possibility of exploding at any time.

Lu Zheng didn't dare to slack off, so he immediately sat down, ran the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, and stuck to the Origin Dao Heart.

His soul origin rotated like a whirlpool, a meat grinder full of blades, layer by layer dissolving the spiritual perception of the bronze Arhat, and constantly integrating into his soul origin.

Day after day, night after night.

Lu Zheng's soul origin is spinning faster and faster, and he absorbs more and more spiritual insights.

At the core, there seemed to be something that was gradually forming, emitting a dim golden glow.

I don't know how long it has been, Lu Zheng opened his eyes, and the entire stone temple became bright and thorough.

"Soul Jindan!"

Lu Zheng smiled with satisfaction.

It took him seven days and seven nights to finally refine all the Zen of the bronze-bodied Arhat, and with the help of that huge spiritual understanding, he successfully condensed the soul origin into a soul golden pill.

It is equivalent to his spiritual cultivation and stepping into the Jindan period one step ahead of schedule.

(End of chapter)