Huiyan Daxue Mountain, from the bodhi forest on the south side of Fuya Mingqianxiu's thatched cottage all the way south, passing through several mountain valleys, there is a secluded valley.
The valley, which is no more than a hundred feet wide and only ten miles long, is densely packed with Buddhist prohibitions. The sky and the earth are covered tightly. In the middle of the valley is a lecture platform made of rocks, with a straw mat spread on it and a sapphire futon placed on it.
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Fuya Ming, wearing a monk's robe and a bun on her head, was sitting on a futon, holding Buddhist beads in both hands, teaching Taoism and Zen skills word by word, with a dazzling golden light behind her head and a purple air hovering above her head.
There are two figures faintly visible on the purple air.
Gu Xiechen obtained the secret chapter of Sanqing's Corpse Beheading, and Fuya Ming also obtained the true biography. These two figures were the two corpses she had beheaded with the help of the golden bodhi seed over the past ten thousand years. One of them was a statue of the Compassionate Buddha.
When she made a pure Taoist statue, the Buddha was surrounded by golden Buddha flames, and the Taoist priest was surrounded by taiyin energy, which was exactly in line with the two methods she had practiced over the years.
If one corpse can be chopped out, it will be the Daluo Jinxian's peak cultivation. If two corpses are chopped off, the Taoist will enter the rumored Hongmeng realm. If three corpses can be chopped off, it will be only one step away from the saint realm. In ten thousand years, Fu
Ya Ming may not have enough magic power, or may have insufficient understanding. Although he has a shortcut to the world, such as the Secret Chapter of Sanqing Corpse Slaying, he cannot kill the third corpse.
But the level of Taoism of the two corpses is already terrifying enough. She has only a slight level of magical cultivation now, and her strength is equivalent to the middle-level realm of Daluo Jinxian. In terms of the depth of Taoism, her understanding and grasp of the way of heaven are even lower than
The monks who returned to Yan Daxue Mountain didn’t know how high they were.
Under the lecture platform, 1,600 bald monks were sitting cross-legged, listening attentively to Fuya Ming's explanation of Taoism, Dharma, and Buddhist rituals.
Among these 1,600 bald heads, there are 800 male monks, corresponding to the position of 800 golden Arhats; there are 800 female nuns, corresponding to the position of 800 bhikkhunis. All the monks are surrounded by elegant rays of light, and the precious energy is rising.
All of them are pure and untainted, full of spiritual light, like pieces of bright jewels and jade shining brightly. It is obvious that they are all moral people who have truly grasped the essence of the Tao.
After three days and three nights of such explanations, a male monk and a female nun suddenly stood up with dragon chants, a round of golden light spurted out from behind their heads, and white air immediately condensed under their feet to form a three-grade lotus platform, supporting them to fly slowly.
Starting, the two monks rode the lotus platform and circled Fuya Ming three times. They paid homage to Fuya Ming in a grand manner, then returned to the stage and sat cross-legged in their original positions with faces full of joy.
Fuya Ming suddenly stopped speaking. She looked at the monk and nun coldly, nodded and said: "Okay, you suddenly broke through the realm of Daluo Jinxian. My disciples should respect you two. In Taoism, you are considered to be great.
Luo Jinxian, in Buddhism, you have already achieved the fruit of Bodhisattva. Now I will give you two human titles, one is Sunlight Bodhisattva and the other is Moonlight Bodhisattva."
The male monk hurriedly stood up and bowed to Fuya Ming in fear: "Master, the Sunlight Bodhisattva and Moonlight Bodhisattva are famous in Buddhism..."
Fuya Ming interrupted the male monk's words, and she said calmly: "They have long since disappeared in the Three Realms. What's the big deal if you come here to use their names? You will be stronger than them in the future."
, you can break their bald heads and steal their dharma titles, which is also reasonable."
With a cold snort, Fuya Ming said in a deep tone: "In the three realms, in the nine heavens and ten earths, the strong will win, the weak will cry, and the weak will eat the strong. This is the law of nature. If you don't even dare to use two ready-made Dharma names,
, how do you talk about practicing diligently, and what do you talk about about practicing vigorously?"
The monks' eyes were as bright as lightning, and they all stood up to worship Fuya Ming. They all praised Fuya Ming's wonderful words, which were just right.
Fuya Ming saw the monks and a few people in the audience looking hesitant, with a bit of unbreakable sadness on their faces. She immediately let out a sweet scolding, casually threw out a Zen staff and pointed it at several people fiercely.
My head hurt.
"Still not awake? The human body is nothing more than a skin and can be thrown away at any time. You skins are now humble and humble. Once you have achieved the path, you will immediately become a Bodhisattva and a Buddha. Who in the three realms dares to look down on you? Aren't you awake yet?
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The heavy Zen stick hit the monks with bloody heads and large cracks on their skulls, but it made them dance with joy, and a bright golden light spurted out from the back of their heads, but they were beaten with a stick.
Immediately he attained enlightenment and also attained the path and fruition of Daluo Jinxian.
This time, there were exactly ten monks who achieved enlightenment. Fu Ya Ming was so tough that he was named after the legendary ten disciples of the Buddha. They are:
Sariputta is the first in wisdom; Moggallāna is the first in supernatural power; Ananda is the first in learning; Upali is the first in observing the precepts; Anāruddha is the first in celestial eye; Maha Kashyapa is the first; Puruna is the first in Dharma;
Kaccayana ranks first in discussion; Rahula Tantric practice ranks first; Subhuti’s explanation of emptiness ranks first.
After giving the name, Fuya Ming also gave dozens of Buddhist treasures that he had refined to the disciples who had benefited today, and then ordered them to leave the valley and do their own thing, leaving only the top ten disciples.
of Moggallana.
"How often do you go out of the mountain?" Fuya looked at Moggallana intently.
Moggallana knelt under the lecture platform, put his forehead on the ground respectfully, and replied in a solemn tone: "This disciple is in charge of rough labor and chores, managing the vegetable garden of a kitchen in the mountain. There are new disciples, and they also
You cannot stop eating and drinking, and all food and drink matters are the responsibility of the disciples."
After a brief pause, Moggallana said in a deep voice: "After seven days, this disciple should go out with Ming Xing, the head of the chores, to purchase a supply of salt, pickles, and rice."
Fuya Ming nodded: "Is it the fat monk Mingxing? He is only at the peak of the immortal realm."
He sneered a few times and gave Moggallana a string of heavy black Buddhist beads with Taiyin divine inscriptions on them. Fuya Ming said in a low voice: "Go out of the mountain in seven days, kill Mingxing, and follow the path on the beads.
Go to the Kowloon Stairway to Heaven and go to a place in the human world called the Spiral Star Field."
He told Moggallana in detail about the situation in the human world and the Spiral Star Territory. After he had memorized everything, Fuya Mingcai whispered: "Go and see what the Spiral Star Territory is like now."
In this situation, if Jiuyou Dao or Evil Dragon Sect has taken over that land, talk to their leader. If their leader is a zombie or evil ghost, then he is the rightful owner."
After a pause, Fuya Ming said dryly: "If their sect leader is named Zhehua, Prajna, Maha, or Siren, tell them my current situation, and say that I
Confined to the Snowy Mountains, I can only walk within the mountains, but cannot take a step outside."
After hesitating for a moment, Fuya Ming sighed softly, and grunted through gritted teeth: "If that person is called Gu Xiechen, you can use this Buddhist bead to beat him hard, and then tell him to hurry up and think of a method."
I will take Master out from here."
Moggallana kept nodding his head, remembering Fuya Ming's words in his heart.
After a while, Fuya Ming said hesitantly: "When you hit him, don't use too much force. Among my disciples, you are the most powerful. Be careful to break his muscles and bones. Come back and fight for him."
The teacher will peel off your skin!"
Moggallana was stunned. He raised his head and looked at Fuya Ming in great confusion. He didn't understand how he could not break the person even though he beat him so hard. But at this time, Fuya Ming couldn't understand.
With a delicate red face and a slight smile on her lips, her mind had long been traveling thousands of miles away, but she had no time to pay attention to his doubts.
With a beaten bald head and a belly full of doubts, Moggallana walked out of the valley in a daze.
After taking a Buddha's treasure into his body and hiding it, and using the magical spells from the Great Wilderness Sutra to hide his cultivation, the aura of Moggallana's body became no different from that of an ordinary monk in the virtual realm. He picked up a large, shining weapon.
Holding an ax and a straw rope, he chopped a large bundle of firewood in the nearby forest.
The firewood in the snowy mountains are all exotic trees, which are as hard as diamonds. For ordinary monks in the virtual realm, cutting down this kind of firewood is torture in disguise. How can ordinary monks cut down these trees? That is, the divine power of Moggallana
Infinite, who is usually a bit silly and stupid, has now taken on such a good job.
Therefore, Moggallana usually went to the mountains to collect firewood. He was gone for ten days and a half, but no one paid any attention to his whereabouts.
Not only Moggallana, but also Fuya. The 1,600 disciples under the Ming Seat are all the handyman disciples of this nameless Zen monastery. On weekdays, they are just like weeds, fending for themselves in this mountain. Fuya
It took Ming three hundred years to gain their trust, three hundred years to conquer their minds, and more than nine thousand years to train them so that their Taoist and magical powers were extraordinary.
If it weren't for the support of Hongmeng-level classics such as the Taiyin Scripture, the Great Desolation Sutra, and the Secret Chapter of Sanqing Corpse Slaying, how could ordinary people cultivate Daluo Jinxian-level disciples in just ten thousand years? But Fuya Ming did it, and
Even the asexual old nun didn't realize that such a power was hidden under her sect.
When it comes to talking about practice and magic power, Fu Ya and Ming are not as good as the asexual old nun.
When it comes to using means, accumulating power, plotting, and playing tricks, ten thousand asexual old nuns plus all their disciples are not as good as Fuya Ming alone!
After Moggallana left the valley for a full two hours, Fuya Ming waved his hand and completely destroyed the lecture platform. All the restrictions in the valley suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a layer of shielding people.
Ordinary Buddhist taboos.
At exactly this time, a strange fragrance wafted out from the cracks in the mountains nearby, and several pieces of pale golden ganoderma sprouted from a piece of soil about three to five feet in diameter. In the blink of an eye, several thick pieces of Ganoderma lucidum sprouted from the root.
.A ray of light flashed across, and a naked little man about a foot tall with a Buddha's light on his head emerged from the Ganoderma lucidum. He slowly looked up to the sky and yawned.
This is a newly formed fleshy mushroom. Judging from its body, it is the most difficult to transform into the 'starry green pattern golden mushroom'. It will take at least tens of millions of years to transform into a human form and walk around. Moreover, this
The spiritual objects of heaven and earth contain a huge amount of spiritual energy, which is an excellent thing for nourishing the physical soul and increasing mana.
Looking at the Buddha's light behind this little man's head, he has become somewhat arrogant. It is obvious that he has eavesdropped on many eminent monks and great sages preaching Buddhist scriptures and principles under the Snowy Mountains, so that he can achieve his current cultivation and Taoism.
into such a perfect human body.
The little man just yawned when Fuya Ming struck a diamond forbidden spell around his body, making the rocks and soil around him ten million times harder than alloy steel.
Shocked, a spirit jumped up, stiffened his neck and plunged towards the ground.
There was a muffled sound, and the little man was bounced back with a broken head and blood. Fuya Ming pointed his finger, and a piece of Buddha's light flashed in the void, and wrapped the little man together with his body.
With a slight groan, the Ganoderma lucidum grass was uprooted from the soil, and when pressed by the Buddha's light, it turned into a ball of golden liquid and floated in front of Fuya Ming.
The Buddha's barrier above the head was suddenly broken open by someone, and several figures flew in lightly. These people happened to see Fu Ya. Ming sucked the golden liquid into his mouth without changing his expression. Before the sound of 'no' came out, then
The little man has been twisted by the Buddha's light and transformed into a golden light, which has also entered Fuya Ming's body.
A ball of Buddhist flames swirled around Fuya Ming's body, and this extremely rare Zhiman made of starlight emerald patterned golden zhi completely transformed into Fuya Ming's majestic magic power. Fuya Ming had a cold face.
Turning around, he nodded to the nuns who flew into the valley and said, "It's not in vain that I've been waiting here all these years. This beast couldn't escape from me in the end."
With a faint smile, Fuya Ming asked the stunned nuns: "It is such a pleasure to add dozens of Yuanhui's magic power out of thin air. No wonder those demons and demons like to rob people the most."
The soul essence and blood have increased the mana. Well, what do you think these senior sisters are doing here?"
Several young nuns, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly your hearts are enlightened. No wonder Fuya Ming went in and out of this valley from time to time more than three thousand years ago, and occasionally used Buddhist restrictions to seal the place. She was emotional.
To wait for this meat cheese!
After reciting the Buddha's name, a female nun with a dignified face said in a deep voice: "Master has invited a little junior sister."
Nodding slowly, Fuya Ming said calmly: "Since it is the master who has invited me, let me ask a few senior sisters to lead the way. Well, I also ask the senior sisters not to tell the master what is going on here, so as not to cause further noise.
What nonsense do you say that God has the virtue of good life!"
A female nun couldn't bear it any longer, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Junior sister has been in the mountain for thousands of years, and at least dozens of spiritual creatures from heaven and earth have been destroyed by her hands. God has the virtue of good life..."
Fuya Ming's body swayed and she disappeared without a trace. Her cold voice could only be heard coming from afar: "Sure enough, it's nonsense again!"
Several nuns were so angry that their faces were blue, but Nafuya Ming could do nothing. They looked at each other, and at the same time they walked to the crack in the mountain and recited several rounds of reincarnation mantras.
Then they left the valley angrily. They also knew that the spiritual spirit of Rouzhi had been transformed into his own magic power by Fu Ya. Ming, where was there any soul left to turn around?
These female nuns find it strange that Fuya has been in the mountains for thousands of years. Even if the asexual old nun favors her again and opens a small stove to explain Buddhism to her in a hundred years, she will only be between the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal and the beginning of Daluo Golden Immortal.
She has a moral character. She has devoured so many spiritual beings from heaven and earth unscrupulously, isn't she afraid of exploding her body and dying?
But after ten thousand years, Fuya Ming has devoured countless spiritual creatures, but she is still alive and well. Isn't this strange?
Tens of thousands of immortals from Xuantian Palace stood quietly outside the Bodhi Forest, and no one said a word.
On the grassland in the middle of the two bodhi groves, at the end of the grassland, the golden clouds that usually shrouded it have dispersed, revealing a large thatched cottage that can accommodate about a thousand people. In the middle of the tall thatched cottage, there is a simple
On the soft grass futon, a sexless old nun is sitting cross-legged on it, and there are more than a dozen bald nuns standing on the left and right.
The female nun in white who had a duel with Fuya Ming a few days ago stood in front of the sexless old nun holding her breath, carefully recounting the origins of True Monarch Wuji and others behind her. True Monarch Wuji of Xuantian Palace along with his three sons
Standing behind the nun in white, he was looking at the asexual old nun with a smile on his face.
The woman in white, Nile, kept talking for a long time, and then the sexless old nun said calmly: "That's enough. After talking for a long time, it means bringing up the old matter again. Are you going to marry Fuya to the little god of Xuantian Palace?"
True Monarch Wuji took a step forward, smiled at the sexless old nun with a smile on his face and said: "Junior, I think this is the best opportunity to strengthen the relationship between Daxue Mountain and my Xuantian Palace. Senior, please be considerate. Children are incompetent. When we first met,
Fuya, I can't sleep at night, can't eat during the day, I really think about it day and night, tossing and turning, so-called..."
The golden light flashed at the door of the thatched cottage, and Fuya Mingqiao stood in front of the thatched cottage door.
She scolded coldly: "All these things are nonsense. Senior Sister Xianming, are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?"
The female nun in white smiled obviously and just looked at the sexless old nun: "Master, please be clear. This matter is a good thing for the Daxue Mountains and Xuantian Palace. My younger brother Ha is also a talented person.
, but it is the most suitable to be paired with my junior sister."
The sexless old nun chanted the Buddha's name, and she counted the beads one by one with her fingers. After half an hour, she weakly opened her eyes and looked at Fuya with cloudy eyes. Ming asked softly.
: "Fuya, what do you mean?"
Fuya Ming looked at the asexual old nun coldly with her hands behind her back, and asked rudely: "What do you think?"
The sexless old nun sighed softly, and said lightly: "I force you to come to my Daxue Mountain because you are destined to be my Buddha. Thousands of years have passed, are you still ungrateful?"
Fuya Ming just sneered and said sarcastically: "The so-called gods, Buddhas and immortals are nothing more than 'interests'. It is obvious that she wants her idiot brother to marry me because she has taken a fancy to my weapon refining.
The way. You forced me to worship you as my teacher, but what you did is beyond my knowledge."
Looking coldly at the sexless old nun with a watery face, Fuya Ming's tone changed and suddenly became extremely deep: "Or, not for me, but for the people around me? Who could it be? Yafik's
Those ministers? Not worthy. Yafik’s army? Not worthy. Then, who else could be worthy?"
The sexless old nun's eyes were shining brightly as she looked straight at Fuya Ming.
Fuya Ming smiled coldly, and suddenly stomped her foot. Suddenly, the pool water outside the thatch flew into the sky, and countless fish, dragons, birds, lotus roots and lotus flowers were shattered into pieces. The power of the kick caused half of the snow-capped mountains to be destroyed.
It started to tremble, and loud sounds of avalanches and mountain cracks were heard from everywhere.
Fuya Ming shouted sternly: "Or is it for Gu Xiechen? Is there anything in him that is worthy of your peeps?"
The sexless old nun was finally moved, and she shouted in a low voice: "Bold! Fuya, I will make the decision as my teacher today, you..."
Before the sexless old nun could finish her sentence, a golden light rushed out from the center of Fuya Ming's eyebrows. An exquisite octagonal thirteen-story pagoda had already soared into the sky, and with a huge roar, it hit the person standing behind True Monarch Wuji with a
The little god of Xuantian Palace looked at him with disdain for the peach blossoms.
"If you want to marry me, first see if you have the qualifications!"
A pagoda was smashed on the head of a pagoda. Fuya Ming made a Buddha seal with both hands and hit the obvious nun on the chest.