Listen to the morning bell and dusk drum, and hear the sound of the wonderful Buddha.

All this, Mo Chen, who saw it, was dumbfounded, he quickly looked at Xuanyuan Wenying, and asked, "How ...... was the spiritual thing that came to life in Shenzhou?"

Halfway through the words, another bell and drum sounded like a Buddha, spreading in a circle between heaven and earth.

Mo Chen immediately stopped his voice, and he was inevitably shocked again!

The sound of the Buddhist bell and drum is deafening, as if a dragon is churning wantonly in the ears, and the sound of the Zen chanting of the Buddha is even more violent, as if the thunder is bursting into the mind!

This sound is far louder and more piercing than before.

In the dark, the chanting of bells and drums has already shaken through the world, and the sound is like a flood of bells and thunder.

It stands to reason that such a roaring sound sounded, and the flowers and trees in a radius of hundreds of zhang would shake because of the sound, but now the surroundings are silent, and all things and all living beings are still.

The desolate bell and drum of "Bell ......" sounded again, thick and long, with supreme zen spirit.

Above the nine heavens, something shattered, and when it landed, the white light appeared, and a Buddha shadow descended from the sky, standing up to the sky.

Then thousands of rays of light broke through the clouds, the sound of Buddha curled, the golden light sprinkled, and even the darkness that surrounded the sky and the earth all faded, lest it be avoided.

This is neither a law nor a technique, but a 'meaning'.

Buddha's meaning: Those who have the fate to get the true sound of the Buddha's family, get the Buddha's enlightenment, and the Buddha's entry into the world, you can see the Buddha's true body, which is thousands of feet high and boundless!

Mo Chen's previous question was no longer heard, and it had long been dispelled by the Buddha's voice.

Xuanyuan was shocked when he heard the cherry, and just wanted to answer Mo Chen's question, who knew that there would be another earth-shattering Buddha sound!

This time, when they heard the true sound of Buddhism, the two of them changed their faces again. It's not a look, it's not a look, it's a real 'color', Mochen's forehead is blue like ink, and Xuanyuan Wenying's cheeks are as red as blood.

The bells and drums were chanted as loud as the tide crashing on the shore, and the sound was like a heavy blow, reaching the heavens!

Hong Zhong Dalu's voice exploded like thunder. The rhythm of Muyu Sang's singing even breaks through the sky.

Zen Buddha sound, from the ear into the brain, from the brain to the heart, hammering the meridians again and again, stirring the Yuan base, everyone's true yuan was beaten by the loud noise restless, blood surged, strong self-support for a while, but the Buddha sound is louder and louder, the situation of everyone is getting worse and worse, the true yuan is gradually scattered and difficult to restrain!

As long as you are a cultivator, you can understand that this is a sign that you have gone mad.

At this time, how could everyone care about seizing any heaven and earth spiritual objects, and hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground and upright in the sky, their bodies trembling and swaying, and they tried their best to close their ears and listen.

But what's the use of this, as if the thunderous Zen sound that wants to destroy everything is everywhere, blending into the bones and blood, embedded in the soul, this heart demon loud sound comes from afar, all over the heaven and earth, unstoppable and inescapable.

What's more mysterious is that everyone's cultivation is not the same, but the bell and drum Zen singing hides wisdom, teaching according to aptitude, after just a stick of incense, everyone is almost on the verge of the limit at the same time, at this moment when they can no longer hold on, and they are about to go crazy, the loud Buddha sound suddenly dissipated!

At that moment, everyone's hearts were empty, as if they had entered a no-man's land, and they didn't seem to be in the red dust, forgetting their sorrows and joys, and only seemed to have an epiphany.

The bells and drums were gone, but the Zen staff tree was not silent, and all the strange sounds came from nowhere.

Is it the breeze that blows in your ears?

Tick-tock, is it the drizzle that hits the gold leaf?

Chirping, is it the song of a distant bird?

There is also the wind shuttling happily, gently rolling through the forest, it is a clear and flying elf, but also a kiss on the cheek.

Even the earthworms shuttling through the soil, the streams flowing happily, and the insects chirping in the fields, all these small and soft sounds come together, which sounds a little chaotic, but if you feel it physically and mentally, it is not difficult to perceive the great truth contained in it.

This is the rhyme of nature, this is the law of heaven and earth, and it is the sound of the avenue.

There is no need for anyone to deliberately instruct, everyone is so natural, following this Buddha sound, rhythmic breathing, performing gong and acceptance, all the previous restlessness quickly subsided, and the cool feeling once again wandered the whole body, melting the soul into the bones.

After a near-destruction crisis, there is a layer of natural realization and the strengthening of the mental foundation.

No matter which weight it is, it will be very beneficial to practice in the future.

Those who come have a fate, and fate is good, which is a gift from the Zen staff treasure tree to everyone, showing the compassion of Buddhism.

It was another stick of incense, the sound of the small sound subsided, and the Qingxu Mountain Range finally returned to tranquility, and everyone opened their eyes at the same time and jumped up again!

"Heaven and earth spiritual objects, has always been destined to get it, although it fell in my Qingxu Mountain Range, but as a righteous sect, my sect will not do this kind of thing of swallowing spiritual objects alone, please return to your respective tents. A majestic voice sounded, and an old man's figure came instantly.

Although the old man is wrinkled and full of silver hair, he has a tall figure, crane hair and a childish face, and he is wearing a cyan robe without wind, and there are golden lines on the robe, which is even more noble and domineering at this moment.

Mo Chen's eyes flickered, it seemed that after talking to himself and learning the news of Xu Gongzi, Sect Master Xu Han had changed a lot, and he no longer had the decadent and powerless appearance he had before.

He looked around, looked at other disciples, and his eyes were like electricity: "If there is really a fate, everyone will fight again, and then my Qingxu Sect will draw a circle, based on the strength, to decide the destined person, not to kill, not to destroy, not to rob, not to snatch, what can be obtained depends on their own creation, you see, this is good?"

Zhongzheng said good words, but a red-robed man shook his head resolutely: "I don't want to fight either, but I am the only one who can get the spiritual object, and whoever enters me will burn whom, this matter is not negotiable." ”

As soon as these words came out, the monks around him were dissatisfied, but the red-robed man didn't care at all, and sat directly on the ground, making it clear that he was dissatisfied and came to beat me.

Mo Chen believed that this red-robed man must have good strength, but he didn't know whether to admire his courage or his courage and strategy.

Mo Chen looked carefully, and on the red robe, there were two flames of anger symbols that came to life on his shoulders, accompanied by the momentum of the man's voice, which was even more brilliant.

Only then did I know in my heart, the sign of the Five Yan Sect.

The Wuyan Sect is built in a ring, enveloping the entire thousand-year-old volcano, and the disciples in the sect have been guided by the rich fire element when the volcano erupts, and they all practice the domineering fire method, and in the long run, most of them are short-tempered and have no mouth.

Xu Han also knew this, and knew that it was useless for this kind of reckless man to say more, so he snorted coldly: "Don't talk too much, today's heroes from Huangzhou are gathered here, if you want to burn all the Quartet here, I'm afraid your Five Yan Sect is not qualified to do so." ”

"You ......" The red-robed man just wanted to fight back, but the Zen staff treasure tree in the camp was growing again.

The original golden leaf shoots bloomed and immediately withered, but the golden stems gradually grew strong and erect, and they were more than a foot tall.

With the growth of the golden leaves, a touch of rich Buddha spirit, Ninghua made a Bodhi bitter fruit, on their respective leaf stems.

A gust of snow wind blows, Bodhi plummets, and the ground has turned into a soft white mist, and groups of white goldfish in the white mist surround the branches and around the Buddha's gourd, occasionally fluttering and jumping.

There was a distant and lonely Buddha voice in the mist, and I don't know who was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Between the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, the golden tree has grown to a height of dozens of zhang, after the bark is cracked, it is like the golden dragon scales, the tree is full of golden leaves, Buddha gourd.

At this moment, the slender white flower bones pierced into the sky, and the crescent leaves clustered a rich emerald blue flower cover, covered with white flowers like frost and dew.

The flower bones finally grew, and the Qingxu Mountain Range was suddenly quiet!