The golden red afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled, and the forests of Yannan Peak are dyed.

The pilgrims who came to burn incense and worship the Buddha have all descended the mountain, and the noisy temple has quieted down.

After tasting the rice of Puhua Temple, Gao Yan came to a two-meter-high rock at the edge of the mountain.

Fly up, lie on the big rock and watch the sunset slowly fall into the sky, and the imagination is flowing in your mind.

Rummaging through all the scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion, he still couldn't find the answer he wanted.

asked Master Huixin, but he couldn't ask why, which made him a little disappointed.

Not long after returning to his hometown, he learned that the ancestor was a god of heaven, but the heavenly court had long since disappeared.

Then I came to Puhua Temple to study Buddhist scriptures, and I touched reincarnation, but I still didn't have a clue!

In the final analysis, his strength is still low, and there are some things that he can't touch at all according to his current level.

"Little stone, are you still doubting life?" Gao Lan laughed as he stood under the big stone.

"Little Whirlwind, you're having a good time, you're so lazy, be careful that Dad hits your ass!"

"Isn't there still you? Besides, doesn't your comprehension of the Buddhist scriptures mean that I have also comprehended it? Why bother?"

Gao Yan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, is this okay? Forget about the stubble of heart-to-heart communication.

"Come up and sit down and talk about your heart?"

"I still don't want it, it's not fun at all, I'm going to find the little monk"

Gao Lan's kung fu of speaking, and he ran away without a trace.

Gao Yan shook his head and continued to think about life, it was not good to smoke on the top of the mountain, so he could only hold a weed and look at the sunset.

Zhihai was injured well, but his cultivation progress was slow, which made him have a headache, but he was helpless.

The refining body is still stopped at the third layer, and after cultivating the Five Elements Fist, the cultivation speed of the five internal organs has accelerated a lot, and the ancient martial arts of Huaxia are practical and effective.

The lotus seal, the epiphany seal, and the lotus seal are still in the introductory stage.

The lotus print has been used a lot during this time, and the proficiency has increased greatly, and practice makes perfect.

After summarizing the results of his cultivation, he began to think about how to tell his parents about his imminent departure.

Just reunited, about to separate, can parents bear it?

Sorrow~ah~!

I remember that I promised the old monk Huizhi to play a song, but he did not systematically study Buddhist music.

Thinking of this, he jumped down, jumped off the big stone and went straight to the Buddha hall.

In the Buddha hall, a grand Buddha melody is heard in surround sound, accompanied by the sound of chanting scriptures.

Gao Yan sighed with emotion: Modern technology is really everywhere! Ancient religions are advancing with the times.

Sitting cross-legged and reciting scriptures to the tune of the music, the whole body and mind begin to relax and your worries disappear!

This discovery surprised him, and it was a complete windfall, and the melody of the Buddhist scriptures had an unexpected special effect.

What if it works with telekinesis?

The closest thing is the epiphany printing control word decision, plus Buddhist scriptures, Buddhist music, and then add mindfulness, absolutely!

Thinking of the scene when the enemy put down the butcher's knife in front of him, crying and repenting, Gao Yan laughed.

"Little donor, little donor, wake up!"

The voice of the old monk beside him interrupted his crookedness, and Gao Yan suddenly woke up, and his qi and blood churned.

His mind was a little foggy, and a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out when he opened his mouth, and he was pressed down alive.

Go crazy~~!

He is in a hurry for quick success and has demons.

Cultivating the mind first, it's really not talking, the mood is unstable, and if you're not careful, you almost fall into the devil, but fortunately, your mental strength is strong.

The old monk Huizhi breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Gao Yan's strange expression, he quickly woke him up loudly.

Lack of experience, shallow experience, after all, he is still young, the vicissitudes of the world, and his life experience is too little.

This lesson reminded him once again that he should not take it lightly at any time.

Collecting his mind, Gao Yan cheered up, listened to the Buddha's voice again, and read softly.

Outside the door of the Buddha Hall, Master Huixin couldn't help nodding, this kid is really a person with Huigen.

The heart is pure and kind-hearted, otherwise it would not be so easy to get rid of the troubles of the demonic barrier.

For three days, Gao Yan devoted himself wholeheartedly to his studies.

The scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion have basically gone through the past, and the progress in Buddhist music is also rapid.

It's time to leave, and before that, you have to fulfill the promise of the day.

Coincidentally, the 10-year Dharma preaching conference was held on these two days.

On the day of the preaching conference, the whole Yannan Peak was closed, and the tourists and pilgrims stopped.

The lecture was unprecedented.

The abbots and monks of various monasteries, temples, nunnery, and senior monks took the stage to expound their unique views on Buddhist scriptures, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

When a hundred flowers are really blooming, a hundred schools of thought are contending, and Gao Yan has gained a lot and benefited a lot.

Even if you look at the same thing from different angles, you will have different feelings and discoveries.

The lecture conference was about to end, and on the high platform, Gao Yan also showed a small hand, adding a trace of mental power to recite the "Diamond Sutra".

The temple appears a strange scene, the sky is full of Buddha light, and there is a Buddha phantom flashing.

All the monks joined in chanting the scriptures, and the solemn and grand Buddha sound reverberated in the heavens and the earth.

The puja is over, and the afterglow is not over.

Many abbots invited Gao Yan to go to the temple to preach and recite the scriptures, but Gao Yan politely refused, he really didn't have time.

Immediately after parting, Master Huixin took out a flutter of Buddhist beads from his arms and put them in Gao Yan's hand.

"Take it with you, and the Buddha will bless you!"

Gao Yan's heart trembled, and he took it with both hands, and eighteen egg-sized Buddha beads were stripped together with ropes of unknown materials.

The Buddha beads are carved with the portraits of the eighteen Arhats, lifelike, heavy, oily and slippery.

I don't know how many years these Buddha beads have gone through, how many monks have blessed them, and they are full of vicissitudes.

"Thank you," Gao Yan snorted.

"If there is news of Buddhism in the other world, remember to bring it back and inform the old man," Master Huixin advised.

"I promise!" the master just rest assured," Gao Yan solemnly promised.

Looking at the backs of the two Gao Yan brothers disappearing on the mountain road, Master Huixin and Old Monk Huizhi clasped their hands together.

Like the top of the mountain.

Huang Youde sat cross-legged, his heart to the sky, concentrating and calming.

The internal force runs wildly under the action of the elixir, washing away the barrier of the two veins in the body.

Gao Yan stood aside, his mind swept around, and he was relieved.

An hour later, Huang Youde's momentum rose sharply, and he opened his mouth to let out a long roar, which shook the four fields.

Birds fluttered in the mountains and forests, and the sound of insects suddenly stopped.

Huang Youde flew up, waved his arms vigorously, felt the powerful power after the breakthrough, and was full of joy!

How many years has he longed for the Grandmaster realm? Today he finally broke through.

It smashed down on a rock, and the stone was torn apart and debris flew everywhere.

Covering his face, a big man squatted on the ground and wept bitterly.

He finally fulfilled his master's wish and stood at the peak of ancient martial arts.

Gao Yan can fully understand his mood, how much bitterness and sorrow is contained in a person's lifelong pursuit?

It's hard for others to understand, and you can only know what it's like when you're in it.

"Great grace is not thanks" Huang Youde knelt on one knee and clasped his fists with both hands.

"Mr. Huang, please get up quickly, don't thank me, I will ask you to take care of my family after I leave"

"I will live up to my trust! ”