At the boundary of Mount Wutai, there is the Xiantong Buddhist Temple.
Every time the Bodhisattva preached a word of Lingshan Buddhism, the extremely pure aura of the Buddha's source filled the air between heaven and earth, turning into phantom golden lotuses and scattering in all directions.
All the creatures listening to the Dharma here were calm and sat upright to listen. Suddenly, the fortune of the Buddhist temple increased greatly, even affecting half of the Xiniu Hezhou continent.
Ji Yuenian sat quietly on the futon, with his eyes slightly closed, his pure and pure Buddha soul slowly rotating, absorbing the Buddha atmosphere in the Buddhist temple every moment.
As these Buddhist origin breaths poured into the depths of the soul, Ji Yuenian's Buddhist origin teaching practice also improved rapidly without even realizing it.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Bodhisattva on the Buddha's throne seemed to lower his eyelids several times while he was teaching the Dharma, and vaguely looked towards Ji Yuenian.
The most important thing is that where the Bodhisattva gazed, the aura of the Buddha that Ji Yuenian absorbed was countless times more than what other living beings could sense.
As the Bodhisattva's teachings on Lingshan Buddhism gradually deepened, Jiyue Nian's Buddhist soul also accumulated practice at an extremely terrifying speed, as if he had gone through hundreds of thousands of years of hard training in just a few hours.
A long time.
One day.
Two days.
Ji Yuenian's face was extremely pale, and there seemed to be a large void in his true spirit. He could not help but grit his teeth and growl while his mind was trembling.
Ji Yuenian adjusted his breath a little, making the spirit and energy of the soul more harmonious. He calmed down and moved towards sensing everywhere again.
Seven days.
Under the huge cold reef, the rainstorm was getting heavier. A girl wearing a brocade green lotus petal satin skirt stretched out her little hand and gently touched the bone-cold stone surface, wiped away the damp moss on it, and whispered.
Said: "If this is the case, then the true practice of deep Prajnaparamita lasts for a long time, and the true five aggregates are all empty. It does not fall into the appearance of myself, human beings, living beings, and longevity. It is called the empty appearance of all dharmas..."
"Just now I was listening to the Dharma at Xiantong Buddhist Temple..."
"From now on, life and death depend on oneself alone, without the protection of 'her'..."
At the same time, all the true spiritual memories about "her" emerged one by one, and then collapsed without stopping.
Venerable Miaoshan is one of the taboos of the Infinite Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. Only Bodhisattvas who are in the same seventh realm are qualified to call her this way.
Ji Yuenian looked at the sharp sword rainbow, but there was no hint of joy in his expression, and his face turned slightly pale.
Luoxue Divine Sword!
In a blur of illusion, Ji Yuenian stretched out his sleeves and touched his cheek. After a moment, the cuffs of his sleeves were actually soaked.
"This is where?"
"Although I have never met you, there are traces of you in the depths of my memory. Now, although you have stripped away these true spiritual memories, but..."
The original Buddha's light is equivalent to the true foundation of Wutai Mountain's Taoism. Every time you use it, you lose it. If it weren't for the incense love between "Venerable Miaoshan" and "Venerable Miaode", Ji Yuenian would never be possible.
Received such incredible favoritism from the Lord of Wutai Mountain Realm.
When Ji Yuenian took a step forward, a bright rainbow of light tore through the void and appeared condensed a few feet away in front of his eyes!
"Honorable Guanyin Bodhisattva!"
At the beginning, Ji Yuenian relied on the nine rays of Buddha's light in the small realm of Buddha's source to completely lay the foundation for the soul of Buddha's source. Now, absorbing the original Buddha's light from Lingshan Zhengfa is the orthodoxy of Buddha's source, path and fruit.
In the courtyard as small as a mote of dust, Ji Yuenian suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the Lord of Wutai Mountain who was like a bright sun. It seemed that there was an invisible shackle deep in the true spirit that gradually collapsed and was annihilated.
Within a square inch.
The reason why he asked Ji Yuenian to come to Xiantong Temple to listen to the Dharma was precisely to use the original Buddha light accumulated in this seven-level Taoist place to help Ji Yuenian reach the extreme of Hunyuan. This is also what the Venerable Infinite Guanyin Bodhisattva did.
The ultimate point that can be deduced.
The rainstorm was raging more and more crazily, and everything in the chaotic and misty world remained the same, without any response.
There is still a saying in his heart, "Wonderful Master", but he has never said it out loud.
The blazing light of frost and snow reflected in the pupils, and the icy cold air almost blocked the void. It was a blazing white three-foot sword rainbow!
Ji Yuenian looked at the soul and couldn't help but feel a little horrified, "Could it be that those unimaginably pure Buddha-source auras are actually the original Buddha's light from the Seven Realms Dojo!"
"The Lord of the Wutai Mountain Realm seems to be very concerned about me. In just seven days, there was an endless flow of Buddha's source aura, which even caused the Buddha's source soul's cultivation to rise rapidly, and it is already on the verge of the Hunyuan extreme state!"
In the midst of the distorted light and shadow, under the roar of the rain, Ji Yuenian bowed respectfully and said word by word: "I know that you have only died in kalpas and have not truly reached nirvana. If I can one day achieve enlightenment,
There will be a time when I meet you again, and when that time comes, I will perform the ceremony of master and disciple with you."
The sky full of terrifying cracks was still heavy and dark, the violent and blazing thunder gradually subsided, and the rain also gradually stopped.
I don't know when, there was a heavy rain in the sky, and there was a faint mist in Ji Yuenian's eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or something else.
Suddenly awakening from his trance, Ji Yuenian slowly came back to his senses, looking at the dark sky above his head that was torn apart by thunder and lightning, his heart felt a little heavy subconsciously.
Although the Lord of Wutai Mountain Realm cultivates in the six realms, as the incarnation of the wonderfully virtuous Manjushri Bodhisattva, he naturally cultivates in the seven realms of the deity to observe all things.
Although Ji Yuenian and her have actually taught and taught, their current cultivation is only in the realm of Hunyuan. If they call out "Miaoshan Master" without the gift of returning to the right teaching, their true spirit will be
The background is still somewhat unbearable.
"But here, where is it..."
In every branch of the Buddhist origin religion, there is the original Buddha light that is interconnected with the luck of the Taoist temple. The original Buddha light of the Seven Realms Taoist temple is extremely precious. The original Buddha light consumed by Ji Yuannian in just seven days,
Even enough to cultivate a second-level Arhat!
The number of one hundred and twenty-nine thousand and six hundred years is called the One Yuan Hui, and Ji Yuenian's crazy absorption of the original Buddha light in the Wutai Mountain world during these seven days is enough to equal the 300,000 years of pure cultivation for ordinary living beings, which counts as two
There is still a remnant of every Yuanhui.
At this point in his thoughts, the Bodhisattva suddenly stopped preaching. Sanskrit sounds were loudly heard in the Buddhist temple, the fragrance filled the air, and the magnificent Buddha's light swept every corner of the Xiantong Buddhist Temple.
Ji Yuenian also knew that such a heavenly opportunity was extremely rare. Without the protection of the Infinite Guanyin Bodhisattva, it would never be possible to easily find such a mysterious opportunity again.
Three days.
boom!
In a daze, the memory of this scene in the past shattered inch by inch and was completely scattered in the depths of the true spirit. No matter how hard Ji Yuenian searched, he could no longer find any trace of the memory of this scene.
On the ten thousand-foot-long Buddha seat, between the halo of merit and virtue, the aloof Bodhisattva lowered his eyes, glanced at the courtyard where Ji Yuenian was, and murmured in his heart: "Miaoshan Venerable, now I gather this
The Buddhist aura of the Seven Realms Dojo, and the original Buddha light of the Xiantong Buddhist Temple are used for seven days to help this child break through the realm of Hunyuan. This can be regarded as truly repaying your karma."
Ji Yuenian suddenly felt an extremely strong feeling of palpitations, and a true spiritual memory from the past emerged clearly in the depths of his mind.
From the very beginning, he took pictures of the White Jade Great Sage in Hezhou, Xiniu, and taught the "Mantra of the Buddha to Pass the Spirit". He then went to the Chaoyin Stream and by the lotus pond, where he taught the art of looking for flowers in the mirror and fishing for the moon in the water, and then to the bank of the South China Sea, where he personally taught "The Mantra of the Buddha."
"Prajna Heart Sutra" and the magical power of the mind, and finally, crossing the wheel of the wheel, ascending to the heavenly realm of Lingshan alone, and stepping into the shocking scene of the Great Leiyin Temple... Such scenes of the past are all reflected in the true story of Ji Yuenian.
It was stripped out of the spiritual memory, not a single bit retained.
She is a proud girl crossing the wheel, a high-ranking Bodhisattva of the Seven Realms, a Buddha who suppresses the destiny of the South China Sea Origin Sect, a compassionate sage who pities the world and is even willing to die in annihilation. She is also mysterious and whose origin is unknown.
of innate beings.
Just behind the sword rainbow, there was a twisted and terrifying light curtain suspended, and an unknown and strange aura escaped from the depths of the light curtain, even making Ji Yuenian's soul tremble!
That is the terrifying curse buried deep in the Jiuhua Mountain world!
"Damn it..."
Ji Yuenian stared at the blazing white sword rainbow, gritted his teeth and spoke.