After Tianjiu walked into Famen Temple with the abbot of the withered lamp, the broad-hearted monk at the bottom of the steps was relieved, revealing a long-lost look of joy, and his waist pole instantly straightened a lot, he threw the broom in disgust, and flew to a big tree, like a bird returning to its nest and laughed happily.

As for what happened behind him, Tianjiu naturally didn't know. He was now standing outside a large complex of imposing halls.

Dongzu Peak is the center of the entire Dongzu Mountains, although it is low, but it used to be the place where Dongzu practiced and taught Zen every day. Dongzu Zen Monastery is located on the left side of Dongzu Peak, in fact, it is a palace group with a radius of ten miles, the Zen Monastery is one after another, the bell is pleasant, and the sandalwood is around.

On the main mountain peak ten miles away in front of the Zen Temple, a thousand zhang Buddha sits cross-legged like standing on the top of the sky, pointing to the sky with his left hand, covering the ground with his right hand, looking at the vastness, like a god and Buddha coming to the world.

"Dustless, this Buddha is the Eastern Ancestor, the second disciple of the Holy Buddha, when the feather ascends, he is already the power of the gods. The place where you clean is the area of the Dongzu Buddha statue. The abbot of the withered lamp pointed to the big Buddha in the distance and said to Tianjiu.

"Ahh

Like the West Buddha, he is one of the five great gods in this world, although his incarnation is later than the West Buddha, but his power is extraordinary, and he has comprehended the three supreme secret methods of Famen Temple: a designated peak mantra, the Buddha's palm and the great law of destroying the sky, and the West Buddha has only realized one of the great laws of destroying the sky. Although the current Dharma is divided into Eastern Ancestor and Western Buddha, almost all of the real Dharma secrets come from the Eastern Ancestor lineage. The Dafa of Destroying the Heavens is strange and abnormal, and almost no one has comprehended it except for the Western Buddha. Therefore, this Dongzu Zen Monastery Tingzen Pavilion is a holy place among the holy places. ”

"Hey, hey, Master Abbot, are these three secret methods all stored in the Dongzu Zen Academy?" Tianjiu's eyes flashed, and Xiao Jiujiu was obviously fighting in his heart.

"Although there is a secret method, it can also be said that it cannot be said, everyone has a method, but it can only be understood, not spoken, it is everywhere, and there is no trace. There is a time to become a Buddha, and there is also a life of dullness and regret for a lifetime. So, even though you are a novice, like other eminent monks, you have the opportunity to comprehend the Dharma. For a thousand years, only the three ancestors on the rooftop of my Dharma sect had a first glimpse of the fur of a designated peak mantra and the Buddha's palm, and their power was less than one-ten-thousandth of that of the Eastern Ancestor. Let's go, let's go in. ”

As he spoke, his body moved slightly, and he disappeared outside the Listening Meditation Pavilion. Tianjiu, who was still in a trance behind him, woke up, but where was the shadow of the abbot of the withered lamp.

Seeing no guards in front of the pavilion, Tian Jiu thought for a while, took out the holy order of the master, gritted his teeth, and pressed it on the light curtain outside the Zen Pavilion.

A streamer flashed, and with a slight shake under his feet, his figure appeared in a thousand-zhang Zen temple.

The temple is simple and fragrant, surrounded by pavilions and corridors, low trees are lush, birds are singing, butterflies are flying, and stone benches are dotted around the trees. In the middle of the Zen courtyard, a square radius of ten zhang, a high 100 zhang of the steep mountain stone straight into the blue sky, the dark gold color of the mountain stone, emitting a glazed treasure light. On closer inspection, it was actually a star gold essence, and its weight was at least a hundred times that of ordinary mountain stones. On the south-facing position, there is an eight-foot high platform, which is placed in a table and a chair.

In the Zen courtyard, there have been dozens of people sitting scattered, all facing the high platform, or sitting with their eyes closed, or bowing their heads to chant the scriptures. There is a pot-bellied monk lying in a corner of the pavilion, as if resting slightly.

Tian Jiu stood in the northernmost corner, swept his divine sense slightly, and his face showed embarrassment.

"Mom's, Yuanying! It's Yuanying again! It's still Yuanying! The big-bellied monk who snored slightly can't detect the reality, it must be the Yuanying Grand Monk!"

While he was lamenting, dozens of sharp gazes swept in, hitting Tianjiu's body like a knife. On the west corner, a little monk suddenly raised his head and saw Tianjiu, with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Sea of Evil?!"

Tianjiu also swept this gaze, and couldn't help but grin his teeth, looking at the frightened little monk of the sea of evil, his eyes blinking.

"Amitabha, Wuchen, you find a place to sit down, the teaching of meditation will begin immediately!", on the edge of the high platform, the abbot of the withered lamp turned his head to look at the stunned Tianjiu, and whispered.

Tianjiu sighed, sat down on a stone bench in a panic, folded his hands, and pretended to puff up his chest.

On the high platform, there was a charming sway, and a thin old monk appeared. The old monk has eagle eyes, a lion nose, square ears, and two black eyebrows like daggers straight into the center of his eyebrows. The corner of its robe is embroidered with the words 503.

The old monk's eyes swept the audience lightly, and there was no coercion in his eyes, and everyone here trembled slightly, as if there was a spring breeze blowing through their hearts, which made people feel fresh.

"Amitabha! Zen friends, the old man has repented, lived in the sixth-order rooftop of the Dharma for a long time, has not come out to walk around for decades, recently his mind has been floating, a little vicissitudes, invited by the abbot of the dry lamp, specially to teach the Zen teachings, and also invite all Zen friends not to hesitate to teach. ”

Just after the words of the withered master, the withered lamp abbot also stood up, first bowed to the withered repentance, then turned to face the monks, and whispered:

"Amitabha! Today can invite the master of repentance to teach Zen on the spot, it is the glory of my generation, although the master of repentance is one of the supreme monks of my method, many of you here are familiar with it, but there are also younger disciples do not know much, so I will first introduce it to you by the dry lamp: Master of repentance, the great monk of Yuanying, for the town to guard the law, the second encounter immortal gate without entering, sit on the roof for hundreds of years, and finally comprehend the secret method of my Buddha - a designated peak mantra. All of you who are here are the elites of our Dharma, and if you can think and understand under the guidance of the master today, it will be the blessing of the Dharma and the blessing of the world. Okay, now I have to ask the master to teach Zen!"

After the dead lamp finished speaking, he turned back and sat back on his seat, staring quietly at the high platform.

"Nephew of the pants, how did you get here?!" a low shout came into the Heavenly Nine Divine Sense.

"Hehe, Uncle Shi, you have called me my nephew, why can't I come? But Uncle Shi, aren't you galloping Dongling and killing the world, how can you have time to go back to Famen Temple?" Tianjiu Thief smiled and passed the sound over.

"Hmph! Thanks to you, the Immortal Peak was overlooked, let the demon beasts take over, and the little monk was punished and returned to the door, are you satisfied now? Say, what is your plan to sneak into my Famen Temple? It is up to you to change the fate of Dongling, it is wishful thinking!"

"No, no, no, Uncle Shi is wrong! I'm not a pants monk now, the little monk's Dharma name is Wuchen, and everyone outside calls me a monk of 10,000, hehe, 10,000 numbers, it's big and big, and it's small and small! I didn't get in, it was the abbot of the withered lamp who personally brought me here, and Wuchen still holds the Holy Decree of the Leader, what do you see?" After Tianjiu finished speaking, he shook the Holy Decree of the Master in his hand.

"You're ......!" the sea twitched, speechless.

On the high platform, the Master of Repentance had already begun to explain:

“...... The so-called designated peak, the power of the non-peak is thin, the power of the non-finger is huge, the heart is big, the heart is strong, the peak is small, and the peak is controllable. One finger can determine the peak of a hundred zhang, and one finger can destroy the cliff of a thousand blades......"

"Alas, it's so profound, the master doesn't understand anything! What kind of heart, what is the point, this magic trick, there is no same, how can it be done!" Tian Jiu muttered in his heart, and after listening to it for most of the hour, his head was completely confused.

Look at the people in the congregation, all of them are demented, and they seem to be experiencing something. The sea of evil was shaking his fingers, his mouth trembling with spells, and he looked crazy.

"Cut! Bragging rights! One finger can lift a mountain, does anyone believe such bloody words? Even those god-transforming powers are impossible, right?" Tianjiu sat beside him, shaking his head and shaking his head, revealing a little playfulness.

"This monk, why is everyone comprehending, and you shaking your head alone? Do you not believe in the power of a designated peak mantra?" In Tianjiu's divine consciousness, there was a sudden voice from the repentant old monk.

Tianjiu raised his head and found that the repentant old monk had not stopped explaining, as if he hadn't looked at him with his eyes.

"Hehe, a little unconvinced. The stone of a hundred zhang has become more than 100 million jun, not to mention the peak of a hundred zhang and the cliff of a thousand zhang. The little monk is ignorant, and it is hard to believe that anyone's fingers can have such power!" Tianjiu also sneered.

"Amitabha! The monks and friends can see it clearly!

A burst of Sanskrit sound came out, and Tianjiu's sea of knowledge trembled violently, and even Shi Ziding jumped slightly. Just as he was shocked, a crisp shout came out: "Mountain!"

As soon as the shouts came out, a purple light burst into the air, wrapped in the middle of the Zen courtyard on the Baizhang mountain stone, the mountain stone suddenly moved, slowly rose from the ground, after ten breaths, it has risen to as much as ten zhang.

As the rest of the people in the monastery sat with their backs to the Dharma, they closed their eyes and realized the Dharma, without noticing the slightest. Only Tianjiuyi looked at everything in front of him in amazement.

"One finger can determine the peak of a hundred zhang, and one finger can destroy the cliff of a thousand blades!"

In Tianjiu's heart, there was a sudden turbulence. The purple light that burst out of the sky was like a bolt of lightning, shining in his mind.