Longxin Temple takes the Fuxian Bodhisattva Square as the center, and at least nearly 1,000 halls have been built layer upon layer, covering from the top of the mountain to the mountainside, which is extremely magnificent.

But what makes ordinary people and even ordinary monks unimaginable is that every time Longxin Temple makes a major decision, all the virtuous monks in the temple will gather in a small hall on the right side of the mountain!

This hall is covered with black stone slabs, which looks very quaint, but only the monks who have actually entered it know how magnificent this hall is.

This is a temple made of gold and bronze, and although this bronze hall occupies less than one-ten-thousandth of the real area of Longxin Temple, it has a value that all other buildings combined cannot match.

When the patriarch of Shenshan who founded the Longxin Temple swept the evil way, seized a lot of gold and bronze from the main altar of the demon sect at that time, and later assisted the Dakang Taizu to create the Kang Dynasty, and got the support of the Dakang Taizu.

This hall is called the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall also known as the Shenshan Palace, this hall guards the three treasures of the dragon's heart, if there is no urgent matter, even the abbot is not allowed to enter lightly.

Yuan Ming came to the front of the bronze hall, standing in front of the door and couldn't help but take a long breath, this was the second time he came to the Divine Mountain Temple, and his mood was completely different from the last time.

Three years ago, as the second seat of the Pannyo Hall and the youngest purple-robed mage of the Dragon Heart Temple, Yuan Ming completed his first goal in life here.

According to the predetermined plan, he will take over here in five years and become the first seat of the Pranya Hall, officially becoming one of the three giants in the temple;

Yuan Ming adjusted his mood, smiling as if he was not as good as the bronze hall, and the next moment a special pressure fell from the sky, making people feel like they had entered a large copper cover, or into a covered copper bell.

The four walls are densely placed with 10,000 small bronze Buddha statues, all of which are exquisitely cast, set off between the bronze carved railing and the beamless hall wall, resulting in a rich texture, operating a kind of magnificent, golden glittering sacred atmosphere.

Ten Thousand Buddhas!

At the beginning, the supreme formation of Buddhism arranged by the ancestor of Shenshan in the bronze hall did not have enough Buddhist martial arts and mental cultivation, and when he entered here, he would definitely be subjected to a strong spiritual impact.

In the past, the three ancestors liked to throw some captured grandmaster-level demons into the bronze hall, and then those guys became Weichi monks who swept the floor in the temple.

The space in the bronze hall is not large, and after walking a few steps, Yuan Ming saw a small copper table and the first elders sitting behind them.

In the center is naturally the abbot, and the left and right are the first seat of the Prajna Hall and the Bodhi Temple, and then the four first seats of the Luohan Hall, the Medicine Master Hall, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the Relic Forest are separated on both sides.

As for the sub-seats of each hall, naturally there is no treatment of copper tables, only one futon is placed there.

"Ten years ago, Yuan Gang committed three heinous transgressions, and this crime must be borne and irreversible. When everyone gathered, the abbot cleared his throat a little and spoke.

Qualitatively, at least this means that AVerMedia has no chance to turn over!

In an instant, all the monks present understood, and the expression of the head of the Prajna Hall seemed to fully agree with this opinion, and then there was the question of the Yuangang apprentice, is it necessary to discuss it here?

"Although Yuan Gang made a big mistake, my Buddha is merciful, and Yuan Gang has also passed on my dragon heart, so after discussion, I agreed to his last request and let him repent in this sacred mountain hall. The abbot's subsequent words puzzled everyone, what did Yuangang want to do?

To be able to become a powerful class in the temple, the monks present also faintly guessed that Yuangang should want to move people with emotion to pave the way for his disciples.

A moment later, Yuangang, wearing shackles, walked into the bronze hall, first knelt down and saluted to the head of the Prajna Hall, and then saluted the others, and after greeting, Yuangang sat cross-legged on the ground and spoke directly in a low and hoarse voice: "Ninety-seven days ago, a dark and windy night. ”

The Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas has magical power, especially the disciples of Buddhism can't tell lies here, so everyone listens attentively, and listens to the reason why Yuan Gang accepted disciples, and everyone is also curious about the reason why Yuan Gang sacrificed himself so much.

Amitabha!

Listening to Yuan Gang's detailed account of what happened to him, the killer slashed at the helpless slaves, but was killed by Yuan Gang, who just arrived in time, the monks couldn't help but chant the Buddha.

Yuan Gang's words were simple and straightforward, and he clearly restored the scene of that night, when he mentioned that a few young people who were still alive had proposed to apprentice, all the monks couldn't help but move in their hearts, it seems that this apprentice was received from here!

But then Yuan Gang said that he left there directly, and after consuming most of the day's wine, he was going back to bury the corpses, and was going to overtake them.

The monks nodded when they heard this, after all, Yuangang was also a descendant of Longxin, and he still had the basic qualities of being a monk.

Under the blood-red sunset, the original corpse-strewn land was lined up side by side, and the original yellow-brown sandy soil was completely turned over, revealing the moist black-brown soil.

A scrawny thirteen-year-old boy stood in front of the mound, his hands full of froths and tears, and his clothes were completely wet with sweat, but he was sad that he had not been able to find a beautiful stone to use as a tombstone for his sister Ajuan, who was taking care of him.

"Not only relatives, did you even bury the killer's body?"

"There are no relatives of mine here, except for Sister Ajuan, I don't even know the names of the others. But whether it's a killer or a human trafficker, it's just a corpse after death. ”

"That stone you prepared for Ajuan?"

"Yes, I've only known Sister Ajuan for a day, because I'm a boy, so I feel like I have to protect her even if I try my best, but in the face of the black-clothed killer, it was she who knelt in front of me and protected me behind me. So I wanted to at least find some beautiful stones to make her tombstone, but I only found this one, not even flowers. ”

"These are my sacrifices to her. It's a shame to leave this world without tasting good wine. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

"Child, your young hands have personally felt the weight of the corpse, you know better than most people in this world the meaning of life and death, and you have inadvertently understood the true meaning of compassion. ”

"You have a relationship with my Buddha, and I will pass on everything I have learned in my life to you!"

Yuan Gang's voice was low and slightly hoarse, and his tone did not change in the slightest, just simply retelling the process of his acceptance of disciples that day, but the calmer the voice, the more it caused an uproar in the hearts of the monks present.

The monks seemed to be able to resonate with Yuangang, knowing that if they met such a disciple at the beginning, they would definitely regard him as the heir to the mantle, and they must cultivate him into a talent.

As Yuan Gang said, the thirteen-year-old slave boy buried the corpses of everyone, including the killer, which has inadvertently achieved the true meaning of compassion that the Buddha said, no less than the legendary story of the Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles.

A person is born with a distinction between root and strength, and this young man named Li Xuan is definitely a true Buddha even if he has different martial arts.

Everyone was just shocked in their hearts, and their eyes were shocked, but the first master of the Prajna Hall with a withered face and a sad face actually had a faint shining water in his eyes, and he was half forbearance and half despair for ten years, and today he really knew that the pulse of Prajna would not be broken!

"Li Xuan, this kid was born with a pair of tempering muscles, but what is even more amazing is his martial arts talent. Yuan Gang changed his words and began to talk about Li Xuan's martial arts talent.

After all, this world relies on strength to determine the size of the voice, and before it was said that Li Xuan's natural root is one in ten thousand, and then he naturally had to talk about his talent that is rare in a hundred years.

There are many kind warriors in the rivers and lakes, but those who are weak must be nameless for life; but the kind and strong people are heroes, who can be recited by thousands of people and leave their names in history.

Yuan Gang knew this truth very well, so he planned to expose Li Xuan's martial arts talent next.

Luohan Zen sat in an instant, comprehended the golden bell jar on his own, and cultivated to the level of talisman true qi and hard resistance to sharp blades, and Donkey Kong's finger power was even more introductory in January.

The amazing achievements made all the monks present stunned, this talent is indeed shocking!

Fang Zheng's eyes began to shine!