Golden dome, according to legend, is the dojo of the Bodhisattva on Emei, the golden dome of the golden Buddha is a bronze cast gilded craft Buddha statue, 48 meters high, symbolizing the 48 great vows of Amitabha Buddha. Among them, the pedestal is six meters high, 27 meters long and wide, and the four sides are engraved with ten kinds of vows of the Bodhisattva. The exterior is decorated with granite relief, the statue of Fuxian in ten directions is 42 meters high, weighs 350 tons, the whole golden statue is perfectly designed, the craftsmanship is exquisite, it can be called the masterpiece of bronze casting giant sculpture.

At this time, Ye Yi was not in the mood to appreciate this masterpiece, and with Zhou Yunwen's lead, he turned left and right on the top of the golden dome, and slowly walked to a remote meditation room!

"Mr. Ye, please wait a moment!" Zhou Yunwen hugged his fists

Ye Yi signaled that it was okay, only to see Zhou Yunwen walking lightly towards the closed door of the meditation room, and was about to knock on the door, but he heard a gentle and old voice coming from the meditation room: "Distinguished guests are coming from afar, please come in!" As soon as the words fell, the originally closed door also opened by itself, revealing a faint light!

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, anyway, it's already here, how to see who the sacredness is, having said that, Ye Yi also tightened the sword in his hand, and solemnly walked into the meditation room, Zhou Yunwen also followed Ye Yi and walked in quickly!

The decoration of the meditation room is simpler than the meditation room of the ** Zen master of Taihu Shuiyue Temple, a golden Buddha statue of about one meter stands on the front of the meditation room, a simple wooden offering table, there is nothing else on the table except a simple incense burner, there are four meditation futons on the ground, around a square wooden coffee table, one of the futons is a long-bearded monk with a kind face sitting with his back to the Buddha statue with his eyes closed.

The light in the meditation room is not bright, but this situation does not make Ye Yi's strength master embarrassed, not to mention that the view is like daylight, it is also clear and clear!

Although the layout of the meditation room is simple, there is a peaceful atmosphere that can calm a person's heart, "Master Ye, please sit!" I don't know when, the old monk sitting upright has opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes is that, Ye Yi doesn't know how to describe it, vicissitudes, old, wise, bright, turbid, all kinds of similar or opposite qualities can be seen from these eyes, this is a feeling of mixed elements!

"Hug Dan!" The old monk was a master of Bao Dan, Ye Yi suddenly realized that this was the second level of Bao Dan master he had seen since his master!

"Senior, junior Ye Yi is polite!" Although I don't know why the old monk wants to see him, after all, he is an elder, and he is also a master of holding Dan like a master, Ye Yi can't lose his courtesy.

The old monk suddenly smiled, his smile was very ordinary, but Ye Yi seemed to see his own life, this is a feeling of returning to the truth, which makes people easily addicted, the Zixiao Jue in Ye Yi's body suddenly accelerated its running speed as if it was stimulated, so that Ye Yi quickly asked for this feeling, and almost caught the old monk's way, Ye Yi couldn't help but be frightened, but fortunately, Zixiao Jue was extraordinary.

Seeing Ye Yi's originally obsessed expression suddenly sober up, the old monk was also very surprised in his heart, because although he was just a simple smile, it was a display of his own Zen Taoism, just as the so-called Buddha smiled, and Venerable Jiaye smiled, because he knew the Buddha's temporary Zen principle.

Ye Yi was withdrawn from the Zen path displayed by the old monk in a short time, although he regretted that Ye Yi did not have Buddha nature, but he also looked at Ye Yi differently.

"Senior, I don't know what the younger ones are doing here?" Ye Yi didn't know what the old monk had done just now, although he was fine, he was already a little angry.

The old monk knew that his actions made Ye Yi a little dissatisfied, but he didn't explain, and continued to smile: "Ye Jushi, the poor monk is fateful, the monk doesn't need his predecessors to come to his predecessors, just call the poor monk to make a fate!"

Although the old monk put on a modest posture, Ye Yi did not reply to the old monk's words, and the old monk was not embarrassed, and continued: "The poor monk was quite curious when he heard the rhyme mention of today's sword competition!"

The main drama came, but what Ye Yi didn't expect was about the sword competition, but the words were not very good: "People outside the master are also curious about the competition between me and other martial artists!"

"Mr. Ye..."Although he didn't know why Ye Yi's attitude was like this, Zhou Yunwen had great respect for the old monk, and after hearing Ye Yi's rhetorical question, he shook his question!

However, the old monk did wave his hand and continued: "Whether it looks good or curious, the poor monk wants to ask, so he asked!"

"Oh, what does the master want to know?" Ye Yi didn't dwell on either.

"The poor monk is presumptuous, I wonder if Ye Jushi knows why Yun Wen vomited blood and fell into a coma after you showed your swordsmanship?"

This is also what Ye Yi is very puzzled about, because he also wants to know why, "Master knows?" Ye Yi's tone was no longer as tough as just now.

"Yunwen, can you tell Ye Jushi how you felt at that time?" The old monk did not answer Ye Yi directly, but asked the person concerned to retell the situation.

"When Mr. Ye demonstrated the swordsmanship, at first I saw a towering mountain hidden in the mountains, there was a feeling of silence, the breath of the immovable mountain came from the surface, and then the sword suddenly changed, from a towering mountain to a thunder from thousands of miles away, in my eyes I couldn't see Mr. Ye at all, nor could I see the sword, only saw a blue light, like the lightning that sounded in my ears, and this lightning suddenly disappeared, returning to the silence, and I fainted under the conflict of the two contrasting momentumWhen Zhou Yunwen described Ye Yi's sword momentum, although his tone was calm, there was a trace of indescribable fear.

"In the poor monk's opinion, Mr. Ye's swordsmanship is not limited to the change of sword momentum, but integrates the power of heaven and earth into it, or into heaven and earth, which is no longer a change in swordsmanship, but almost a Tao!"

Ye Yi didn't know that this set of swordsmanship would be like this, because he had never used a complete sword, even if he practiced swordsmanship on the Ethereal Peak, it was only a similar shape, and the swordsmanship competition with Zhou Yunwen in the afternoon improved Ye Yi's understanding of swordsmanship, otherwise he would not be able to use such a sword!

"Ye Jushi, I don't know what the name of the swordsmanship is?" the old monk asked.

"The name of the first sword of the Zhengming Sword Technique ---- not passed down!" Ye Yi thought that Li Chongguang did not say any other requirements when he taught the sword technique, so he answered.

"The name is unknown!" "The first sword!" The old monk and Zhou Yunwen spoke almost at the same time, but the old monk said the name of the sword move, and Zhou Yunwen cared about the three words of the first sword!

"What a name, hidden in place, moving above the nine heavens! Good swordsmanship!" The old monk had some gaffes. If the old monk had some gaffes, Zhou Yunwen was directly dumbfounded, "This is actually just the first sword?"

Hearing the words of the two gaffes, Ye Yi did not continue to speak, but just sat calmly on the futon, waiting for the two to come back to their senses!

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