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By the time Yi Xiao was immersed in the feeling of understanding, he stepped up without hurry, and when he finished the nine thousand nine hundred steps, it was already noon.

His Royal Highness took a step, without a staircase, and stepped on the flat ground, and then suddenly woke up.

He looked at the sun and moon Buddha platform in front of him with a little blankness.

The huge statue of the Bodhisattva holding flowers stands in the most conspicuous place of the Buddha platform, and it is clear at a glance that the clouds and mist are all twisted by the Bodhisattva on the fingertips.

The Bodhisattva statue has been robbed during the Eight Great Countries, and after the Spring and Autumn Period, it was defiled by the Northern Wei Dynasty Iron Cavalry in every possible way, swords, guns and halberds took turns to fight, and the whole body was cut out I don't know how many cracks, and the face of compassion was even more scarred, and the smile overlooking the creatures under the mountain was more ironic.

The white-robed old fox and the black-clothed girl had been waiting under the statue of the Bodhisattva for a long time.

"Brother, why are you walking so slowly?" Yi Xiaoan rubbed her jerky eyes, she didn't rest well last night, since she ascended the Sun and Moon Buddha platform, she sat cross-legged under the smiling Bodhisattva statue to rest until now, and her spirit has improved slightly.

The white-robed old fox looked at this scarred Bodhisattva statue in a daze.

Yi Xiao smiled a little embarrassedly, unaware that when the prohibition of the nine thousand nine hundred Buddha steps existed, there were still very few people who reached the top in one day, and it only took him two hours to reach the top at most, which was already a rare person.

His Royal Highness looked at the two people who had been waiting under the statue of the Bodhisattva for a long time, and he was not angry that the white-robed old fox piggyback on Yi Xiao'an instead of himself.

Nine thousand nine hundred steps of Buddha, during the climbing, he could clearly feel the surging of qi and blood in his body, and his soul power continued to rise, approaching the so-called soul saint realm step by step, which was the realm that he needed to rely on the lotus phase to reach.

This kind of soul saint realm is brewing in my heart, becoming clearer and clearer, like a wonderful face that has been slowly unveiled, and at the same time, it is like a hazy pavilion suspended in the air, which can not be encountered.

The higher you climb, the clearer and more vague the feeling becomes.

Forget to go home.

Yi Xiao chewed slowly in her heart, and had a hunch, I was afraid that the moment she reached the top and forgot to return to the mountain, the nine thousand nine hundred steps were behind her, and that kind of feeling would disappear and she would never be found again.

So the last step was delayed.

However, he stayed in front of the threshold of the eighth realm, and he was not allowed to enter no matter what.

In the end, I had no choice but to settle for the next best.

Yi Xiao stayed on the last step for a stick of incense, and waited until all the soul power perception was gone, and he couldn't catch a single trace before stepping onto the sun and moon Buddha platform on the top of the mountain.

One step out, back to its original form, that soul power realm quickly fell back.

Yi Xiao was stunned, but at best, he could be regarded as having gained some fragmentary insights, not for nothing.

Liu Chanqi silently glanced at the black-clothed young man who was silently standing on the edge of the Sun and Moon Buddha platform, and then at the black-clothed girl who was sitting cross-legged in front of the Bodhisattva Buddha statue and completely forgot what was happening.

The white-robed old fox stood up slightly, raised his head and looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva with awe, stretched out his hands with a serious face, folded his chest, and bowed his head slightly.

Liu Chan Qi'an quietly closed his eyes and closed his heart, and after reciting a Buddhist Heart Sutra, he slowly opened his eyes.

The white-robed old fox had a solemn face at the moment and pointed to the bottom of the mountain.

"The visualization map of Buddhism was almost extinct before the Spring and Autumn Period, but there is indeed a pair of Forgotten Mountains. ”

Liu Chanqi's right hand poked out his index finger, pointed in the east, the clouds and mist suddenly opened, revealing the next corner of the mountain, the top of the mountain looked far away, undulating, born from the endless mountain of the Oriental Guanshan, like a narrow and separated river.

The index finger flickered through the clouds, slowly moving from east to west.

The remote canal slowly grows, converging hundreds of rivers, Zhong Tiandi aura, like a dragon standing up its back, towering and tossing, swallowing mountains and rivers, belly wrapped around Luoyang, going three thousand miles, dragon claws grasp the heaven and earth, and finally meander vertically and horizontally, until the foot of the mountain.

Eye-catching.

Liu Chanqi slowly spoke: "This visualization map gathers the general trend of the world, ordinary people can not see it, and the secular people who have climbed to the top of the Sun and Moon Pagoda, if they can have an epiphany, they will really be able to see the Bodhisattva of the Forgotten Mountain, and since then they have formed an indissoluble bond with Buddhism." ”

The young man in black suddenly looked at it, and the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain drifted slightly, revealing a beautiful picture.

Yi Xiao was a little dazed.

After watching it for a long time, I found nothing.

Liu Chanqi laughed at himself and said: "Back then, I sat on the top of Forgotten Mountain, crossed my knees at sunrise, closed my eyes at sunset, and after three days of heavy rain, I never moved a step on the Sun and Moon Buddha Platform of Forgotten Mountain. ”

Yi Xiaoan, who also didn't see any doorway, said curiously: "Did you see that visualization map?"

The white-robed man nodded and said majestically: "The word visualization lies in the state of mind. ”

"If you can enter the meditation and truly take the general trend of the world into your eyes, you will naturally have an understanding of your heart, and you will be able to see this famous Buddhist visualization map that has been dormant for a long time. If you have distracting thoughts and can't be quiet, you will sit until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and you won't be able to see a single reason. ”

Liu Chanqi said with a smile: "Back then, I spent a day sitting in meditation, and then I looked up, and I could see a dragon vein spreading and twisting, from east to west, like a dragon's back floating out of the earth, to raise its head to swallow the heaven and earth, but the dragon's face was blurred, blocked by clouds and mist, and the master said that my heart was not quiet enough, and the opportunity with Buddhism was only pointed, and I could not see the face of the full visualization map." Even so, when I actually saw the visualization map, I was still taken aback, the scene of the dragon traveling to the land is really a bit spectacular and terrifying. ”

The white-robed old fox picked up the peach wood wine jug around his waist, and said to Yi Xiao with a smile: "If you want to comprehend the visualization map, try to enter the meditation here, now it is still early for Luoyang to open the city gate, you can rest assured to realize it, after entering the meditation, if you really bump into the great luck, you can see that visualization map, even if it is not as good as me back then, it is enough for you to digest and chew to the realm of nine products." ”

His Royal Highness really sat down cross-legged at the edge of the Sun and Moon Buddha Platform.

Yi Xiao looked at the earthly world looming among the clouds and mist below.

The joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the world are watched on the top of the mountain of forgetfulness.

It's just a rain of smoke.

He frowned slightly.

From west to east.

A touch of purple qi was extremely strange, and it was angry and soaring to the sky.

Three thousand miles, winding Luoyang.

Twists and turns, entrenched in the Northern Wei Dynasty, is not amazing.

Yi Xiao lowered her head and looked down the mountain with an expressionless face.

The wind wrinkled and the sideburns flew.

The black-clothed young man watched expressionlessly as a huge dragon rose and fell from the ground, rising from Guanshan Mountain to the end of the Great Summer, with a huge body dragging around, moving the sea and the mountains, and destroying everything that stood under him.

Decastating.

Finally, there was a slight pause in his gaze.

The body of the blue dragon rose from its tail, twisting and coiling little by little, and finally its head landed on the top of the Forgotten Mountain.

Yi Xiao raised his head in a trance.

A hideous face hundreds of feet in front of him slowly twisted.

The two dragon whiskers hung down to the sky, and the huge vertical pupils were against him.

Exhale and exhale like the sky is falling apart.

His Royal Highness looked at the slender dragon skull with scales and corners, and said expressionlessly.

"What a visualization is this? ”

The white-robed Liu Chanqi watched the black-clothed young man sitting alone on the edge of the Sun and Moon Buddha Platform, and subconsciously muttered.

"This visualization was born from the first idea of the Lotus Peak in Buddhism. ”

Yi Xiao's face was pale, looking at the dragon head that slowly twisted and finally faced him, rolled his huge eyes, and finally opened his bloody mouth, wanting to swallow himself and the entire heaven and earth.

At the same time, the voice of the white-robed old fox slammed into his heart.

"Canglong bears the majestic picture of the mountain of forgetting to return!"