"Huh?" Lingji Bodhisattva turned his head and glanced at the Yellow Wind Monster again, he hurriedly clasped his palms together, and forced out a flattering smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Lingji Bodhisattva nodded with satisfaction: "Well-everyone, please use tea!" Gao Lan and they also hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a small sip symbolically, Lingji Bodhisattva asked with concern: "How does it taste?" Gao Lan hurriedly said: "Good tea, good tea!"

Lingji Bodhisattva said happily: "You don't know, this tea was given to the poor monks after Our Lady of Lishan went to the South China Sea in the early years and lectured with us. The poor monk has been reluctant to eat, and only when a distinguished guest comes, he will come up with a hospitality, called 'colorful neon tea'. Don't you know that it's not easy to make this kind of tea! You can only cook it when you go to the snow-capped mountains thousands of miles high and turn into spring water......

Gao Lan and the others all laughed with each other, looking at Lingji Bodhisattva and saying, while slowly blowing tea with his fingers cocked, he didn't know how to speak, so he had to echo: "Yes, yes, Bodhisattva is good at cultivation, good artistic conception......" Looking at their appearance, the Yellow Wind Monster couldn't help but hold back a laugh on the side, not wanting Lingji Bodhisattva to look back at him again, the Yellow Wind Monster quickly covered his mouth.

"Little Huanghuang, you're not good again......"

"Bodhisattva forgives sins, Bodhisattva forgives sins......!"

"Bodhisattva, in fact, ......" Gao Lan finally found this moment, put down the teacup, and hurriedly bowed with his palms together. Lingji Bodhisattva asked, "What's the matter?" Gao Lan hurriedly said: "That's the case, we met the Bodhisattva this time, and we encountered a difficulty......" She said, roughly explaining the matter of capturing and killing the nine-headed worm, "So I also asked the Bodhisattva to relieve the disciples from the disaster and help." ”

When Lingji Bodhisattva heard this, he still smiled, but he was noncommittal. took out the champa and rubbed his lips, and then he turned around and asked gently, "What, are you begging me?"

When Gao Lan heard this, he hurriedly bowed his palms and said, "Yes Bodhisattva, please!"

"Alas, don't do that, don't do that. Lingji Bodhisattva hurriedly held up everyone, "Since there is something, why didn't you say it earlier? For the sake of Sun Dasheng's golden face, I naturally won't sit idly by!"

Gao Lan and the others listened, and then they breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Bodhisattva, you are tired!" Lingji Bodhisattva listened, and then nodded with satisfaction, but said again: "But the poor monk is responsible for guarding the Little Sumeru Mountain, and he does not dare to leave his post without permission. And as the saying goes, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, and it just so happens that I'm going to close a small pass during this time, so why don't you let you cultivate together, condense your mana, and catch the nine-headed worm yourself?"

"The Bodhisattva wants to give us immortal fate?" King Bai Peng and King Yu Tamarins couldn't help but be overjoyed when they heard this. In fact, for them, condensing supernatural powers is a trivial matter, and having a righteous path Bodhisattva bestows immortal fate, that is, it proves that the above has been lightly issued to them, which is a signal! But now that Sun Wukong is on the way to learn the scriptures, the Bull Demon King has also returned to the West Heaven, and the Lion Camel King has also been trained by Our Lady of Lishan, and it is also a logical thing to recruit them.

Although he was given a fairy fate, he will be like the Lion Camel King in the future, and the size is poor, but it is better than violating the rules of heaven and being beaten to death like the Jiao Demon King and the Macaque King.

Lingji Bodhisattva nodded slightly and said, "Little Huang Huang, prepare the incense burner!" Huang Feng Monster heard this, and hurriedly responded: "Yes." And he went out of the courtyard. Gao Lan was also a little excited for a while, she found that although Lingji Bodhisattva was a bit hypocritical and put on a small shelf, his character was still quite good. At least his relationship with Sun Wukong is very iron, and this time he came to Little Sumeru Mountain by mistake, and he really came to the right place.

Gao Lan was thinking about it, but saw Lingji Bodhisattva take out an oil lamp, light up the wick, and open his mouth to King Baipeng and King Yu: "Open your mouth quickly, ah......" The two were stunned for a moment, and quickly opened their mouths: "Ah-" Lingji Bodhisattva raised the lamp and looked at it, and said: "Xiao Baibai's oral care is not bad." But little fluffy, your third tooth on your left side is a little unhealthy, you need to rinse your mouth well......"

The three of them listened to Lingji Bodhisattva's words and were all stunned for a while. I saw Lingji Bodhisattva covering his mouth and smiling, and said, "You really don't understand humor. Okay, stop kidding, open your mouth: ah-" He said, picking up two drops of lamp oil with the wick and throwing them into the mouths of King Baipeng and King Yu!

"It's ...... Nedan, Delicate Sheli Nedan?"

"Well~ here, we call it 'Muni'. Lingji Bodhisattva put down the oil lamp, grinned, pointed at their heads with an orchid, and said, "But it's not easy for you to refine the inner pill to a certain amount of tribulation, right? As he spoke, he led everyone out of the courtyard to a meditation room.

In the meditation room, there is nothing but a few cushions, only an incense burner in the center, surrounded by fireworks.

Gao Lan smelled these incense sticks, and suddenly felt a shock in her spirit: because she seemed to have a familiar feeling, a feeling of "eating gas". "These incense burns are so magical, they can actually eat qi?" Gao Lan was surprised in his heart, but saw Lingji Bodhisattva turn around and said to them: "Yes, these incense can assist in the cultivation of supernatural powers and immortal energy, and they are not ordinary incense, but the power of faith. ”

"The power of faith?"

Lingji Bodhisattva nodded, "The power of faith, like a person's essence and blood, is a great supplement for cultivators. However, killing and obtaining the essence is too cruel, so most of the Buddhist and Taoist practitioners of my generation collect the power of faith, swallow cigarettes, and assist in cultivation! Mortals have contributed the power of faith, and the effect is not weaker than that of the essence and blood, and it is endless, and it can be inexhaustible. ”

"I see!" Gao Lan really felt the shock at this time. It turns out that building temples and collecting good men and women is still such a magical power! Moreover, devouring the power of faith is much stronger than directly killing people to obtain yuan, which is equivalent to planting countless fruit trees, which can be picked after they are ripe, and they are endless. Although the essence contributed by those mortals was very weak, when thousands of them were gathered together, it was different.

"No wonder, gods and Buddhas like to build temples and ask for incense offerings! Collecting money is only one aspect, what is really collected is the supernatural power of fighting for longevity with heaven and earth......

"Hey, how can there be a trace of incense essence in this, which is very close to me?" Bai Peng Wang also swallowed the incense slightly, and was a little surprised for a while. Because these incense sticks naturally come from the Zen temple dojo at the foot of Mt. Komeru, they are dedicated to Lingji Bodhisattva, and they can hardly swallow and digest them. But King Bai Peng felt a scent of incense essence from it, which was very consistent with himself, and it could actually be refined!

"This is your own incense essence. Lingji Bodhisattva smiled slightly, looking at the three people who were a little stunned. "Shicai is not for me to put up a fight for you, but for you to worship me, so that a trace of your own incense essence can be produced in my ashram. Because you have asked for me, you will inevitably have a sincere heart, so the incense essence produced can be used for your own transformation. ”

Lingji Bodhisattva said, slightly summoning three wisps of incense mist with his hand, with a faint smile on his face. When Gao Lan heard this, the little unhappiness in his heart disappeared completely! For a while, their gratitude to Lingji Bodhisattva, their devotion and love, went one step further, and the three wisps of cigarettes became even stronger, almost surpassing the supernatural power of one eon! Lingji Bodhisattva raised his hand slightly, and these three wisps of incense mist surrounded them.

"The stronger a person is, the greater the power of faith that will be generated. However, you came to me to subdue the demon, but the poor monk thought that it was better to ask for someone than to ask for it, and it was also a kind of tempering for you to capture and kill the nine-headed insect. Therefore, it is always more practical to condense your own supernatural cultivation than to pray to God and worship Buddha, so in the end, even the incense that improves your own cultivation is generated by your own faith. This is cause and effect, that is, immortal fate!"

King Bai Peng felt the incense surrounding him, and while he was surprised in his heart, he also knew a little about Lingji Bodhisattva's words: "Bodhisattva, if everyone is their own incense, and they can be self-sufficient in the future, no one worships you, and the incense is broken, then what should you do?"

When Lingji Bodhisattva heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Xiao Baibai is a girl with a Zen machine. Then let me ask you, if that day comes, everyone becomes a Buddha, and everyone can be recognized and respected by others, wouldn't it be better for everyone to be able to get everyone's incense than to be self-sufficient?

"I see, this is the realm of the Buddha?"

Gao Lan suddenly realized!

Everyone is a Buddha, everyone is respected, everyone has inexhaustible incense and joy, and the world will turn from a sea of suffering to a kingdom of heaven. What a state it is!

But is this realm possible?

"The Three Tibetan Sutras are those who have ascended to the world and reached this realm. It's a pity that in the world, how many people can realize?" Ji Ling Bodhisattva sighed slightly, not knowing what he was sighing about, but said: "Everyone, don't talk much, if you want to talk about the Buddhist scriptures, there will be a great opportunity in the future, let's cultivate together, right?" Gao Lan and the others listened and sat down respectfully, "Yes!"

At the moment, King Baipeng and King Yu Tamarin, under the guidance of Lingji Bodhisattva, experienced the supernatural realm of Baoyuan Guidan, and began to cultivate their own Linglong Sheli Inner Dan; After a short time, King Baipeng and King Yu Tamarin finally found the trick of cultivation and began to settle down.

However, Lingji Bodhisattva was also impressed by Gao Lan, because when she was running the immortal qi, she actually crossed two of the three calamities, which was really incredible.

Generally speaking, this is what only those who have survived the catastrophe of heaven and earth can do.

Lingji Bodhisattva glanced at Gao Lan and said with a smile: "Xiaolan is indeed a vast immortal, but although your current strength can be comparable to the Nine Tribulation Golden Immortals, I am afraid that you are still not strong enough to deal with a demon like the Nine-Headed Insect." Moreover, although you have a vast immortal fate, the quality of the immortal qi you have cultivated is too high, and it is not something you can bear now! If you survive the thunderstorm again, it is very likely that you will die. ”

In one sentence, Lingji Bodhisattva pointed out Gao Lan's current shortcomings. Indeed, Gao Lan has now crossed the Wind and Fire Tribulation, and the quality of his immortal qi is surprisingly high, exceeding the power of ten tribulations, but his own weapon is only seven tribulations. This is almost beyond the limit of the Holy Fetus's endurance, if there is a thunderstorm now, then Gao Lan will definitely die, which is also something Gao Lan has been worried about.

Strength and realm are closely related, and strong power must also have enough realm to accommodate it.

"The Bodhisattva must have a way to help me solve this problem, right?"