Chapter 652 The True Story of Prison Suppression (5)
On the huge white jade lotus platform, a statue of a female monk in white with a gentle and kind face sitting cross-legged.
The female monk's eyes were slightly closed, her left hand was in a mudra, and it rested naturally on her left knee. She held a half-opened white lotus in her right hand. There were seven-colored divine light lingering in the lotus petals. Drop by drop of mercury-like juice continued to drip from the lotus petals.
fall.
The pond is a hundred feet long and wide. The walls of the pond are made of purple gold. The edges of the pond are covered with jade paste made of white jade. It is covered with purple-gold mandala flowers. Hundreds of acres of flower sea are spread all the way. Farther away is a
Diamond pines with dragon scale skin.
Here is the best merit pool in Dajue Temple.
Standing by the pool, you can smell the fragrant fragrance of flowers. Looking far into the distance, you can see the bald and shirtless Buddhist cultivators of Dajue Temple holding their heads and banging against the Vajra Pine.
'Straight ringing.
I have to say that having these big guys practicing physical skills on the side gives people a sense of security!
Lu Qian also saw a monk in white sitting on the branch of a big vajra pine tree. He was holding a scripture and reciting silently. Feeling Lu Qian's gaze, his scalp could be used as a mirror, and his lips were red and his teeth were white.
The rather handsome monk in white smiled and nodded to him.
Well, this person is responsible for guarding this pool of merit!
Lu Qian clasped his hands together and returned the greeting.
If you are able to take charge of this place, your cultivation will be no worse than that of the two Bodhisattvas, Wude and Wenxian.
Looking at the statue of the female monk on the white jade lotus platform, Lu Qian put his hands together and bowed to her, recited "offense", then calmly took off his monk's clothes and cassock, took off his shoes and socks, and strode in
The pool of merit.
There was a 'buzz' sound.
The colorful water in the merit pool rushed into Lu Yi's body. Lu Yi's whole body felt sore and weak, and he slipped into the merit pool with a red face, entering a strange state that seemed to be drunk but not drunk.
In the main hall of Dajue Temple, people were gathered in the Qingming void, preparing to ambush the prison-suppressing Xuanguang Buddha who was unable to kill mayflies. He was sitting on a futon, gnawing on a cantaloupe.
After a while, when the cantaloupe was finished, he took out a mountain pear and started to chew it.
‘Click, click’, an apple.
‘Click, click’, a hawthorn.
‘Click, click’… The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha suddenly took out a bear paw that was shiny and fragrant.
Monk Chacha Yuanjue walked in leisurely from the main entrance of the hall. The Prisoner Xuanguang Buddha looked at the bear paw in his hand, stuffed it back into his sleeve, took out a large handful of torreya seeds, and continued to click, click!
Monk Yuanjue walked up to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, bowed to him, sniffed, and murmured: "It smells like meat!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha drooped his eyelids, suddenly took out a wooden fish hammer, roared loudly, and hit Monk Yuanjue on the head with the hammer: "Yuanjue, you have been neglecting your practice recently, you... actually gave birth to a baby
I got rid of the inner demon and actually gave birth to hallucinations! Quickly recite the Heart Sutra of the Prison-Suppressing King Ming Wang a hundred thousand times and crush that inner demon into pieces for me, go!"
The wooden fish hammer hit Monk Yuanjue's forehead, causing sparks to fly. He drooped his face, stared at his master fiercely, gritted his teeth and said: "I have used this excuse not a thousand times, but also eight hundred times... This Fahai
, what do you think?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha calmly put away the wooden fish hammer and said calmly: "Oh? It's been used before... Then, I'll find a new excuse next time... Well, what about this Fa Hai?"
Monk Yuanjue sat next to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha and casually handed over a jade slip.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha flicked the jade slip with his finger, and countless light and shadow images suddenly burst out. From the time he was just born, when he was still an infant, to the whole process of his ascension with many relatives and friends, Lu Qian was alone except for him.
There is no video data when walking outside. Everything else that someone has seen can be seen in detail!
The most important thing in Buddhism is the cultivation of the state of mind.
Buddhism has its own spiritual power.
Buddhism also has many wonderful ways to spy on the soul and illuminate the soul.
Lu Qian has brought so many people to ascend to the upper world, whether it is Ah Hu, Yu Dianhu, Song Wenfa, Song Shibian, or Picking up Toutuo, Killing Buddha Wuxin, etc... They are all soaking in the pool of merit now,
He entered a mysterious state that seemed like drunkenness but not drunkenness, and seemed like a dream but not a dream.
Dig out the memories related to Lu Qian from their minds, don’t be too simple!
This kind of behavior is extremely disrespectful of other people's privacy... But for a being at the level of Monk Yuanjue, what is privacy... He has already reached the state of 'originally nothing', what exactly is privacy?
He is completely indifferent!
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha only spent less than one-tenth of the time of snapping his fingers to read everything about Lu Qian in the minds of countless people from beginning to end.
He crushed the jade slip with one finger and laughed loudly: "He is indeed a talent. Well, did you pass the "Prison Suppression Sutra" to him?"
Monk Yuanjue nodded: "It's passed... now, it depends on how he chooses."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha smiled and said nothing, and took out a large handful of roasted chestnuts and started to 'click, click'.
Monk Yuanjue said softly: "He is indeed a talented person. I told him that his boxing power can only be ranked among the top 100 disciples of Buddhism who have ascended in the past ten thousand years... Amitabha, monks do not lie!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha gave Monk Yuanjue a stern look, and muttered: "Didn't you tell him that those guys with stronger punches than him had the cultivation of true immortals when they ascended?"
Monk Yuanjue smiled, clasped his hands together, and said softly: "My Buddha is compassionate, and Buddhist disciples must not be arrogant. If you tell him that there are more than a thousand kun of physical power in the realm of gods and humans, this kind of power can be found in thousands of Buddhist schools."
If you are among the best among the disciples who have ascended over the years... Well, you are too proud. As a master, how can I discipline you in the future?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha laughed "hehe", "click, click", and with a finger, a bright light appeared in front of the two of them. In the bright light, it happened to be Lu Qian soaking in the pool of merit.
"Look at how much of the world he has condensed into his inner world." The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha murmured: "I, from the Prison-Suppressing lineage, like big and heavy guys... Hey!"
With a click of a finger, the bright light changed. Lu Qian's body became hazy in the bright light, and a large piece of inspiration turned into a puffy fog and shadow rose up, and a vast land mass emerged from it.
Zhen Yu Xuan Guang Buddha and Monk Yuan Jue made strokes towards the light and shadow, weighed them for a while, and exclaimed at the same time.
"Eight hundred and ten million miles across? This, this..."
When Lu Qian was in Jishengtian, assisting Jishengtian to restore the spiritual power of heaven and earth, his inner world had reached 360 million miles. But on his way back from Jishengtian to Yuanlingtian, he deliberately
He was delayed for a long time. His cultivation speed in the lower realm was extremely fast, so his cultivation level expanded to such a state!
Above Lu Qian's head, two layers of dense Qingyun appeared. On the Qingyun there were all kinds of golden lamps, silver bells, Ruyi jade chimes and other strange phenomena. Dots of golden light fell down, and strands stretched like pearls, emitting immeasurable precious light to cover the whole body!
"He has won the favor of heaven and earth from both worlds! No wonder it is so!" The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha looked at the two distinct Chongqing clouds above Lu Qian's head, nodded slowly and said: "Yuan Lingtian, Jishengtian, both worlds gave him
Blessed by heaven and earth, it is quite decent to have such a cultivation level!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha murmured: "Look now, how reluctant is this child to part with this hard-earned cultivation... The 810 million miles of inner heaven and earth... are enough to create a thirty-level immortal.
Tsk!”
Monk Yuanjue also murmured: "However, if we follow the true orthodox method, break down the inner heaven and earth to nourish the golden body, start from scratch, and understand the rhyme of the two ways and heavens, with such a foundation, how many powerful Buddhas can be cast?"
The foundation of the country?”
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha took out a big watermelon, slapped it open with his palm, handed half of it to Monk Yuanjue, and glared at him with disgust: "Anyway, you didn't have such a strong foundation back then... Alas,
We hate each other. I look at your face for too long and I want to beat you up... If this kid gives up his current cultivation and rebuilds the foundation of the righteous path, then how about letting him become his teacher? Here it is to you.
Add a junior brother!"
Monk Yuanjue clicked, clicked, and said nothing with a gloomy face.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha clicked, clicked. After a while, he uttered two words angrily: "Stingy!"
Monk Yuanjue waved his hand hurriedly: "Old man, talk less and shut up more, you can relax your mind and prolong your life... Look, this kid is moving... Hey, what will he choose?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha has rolled up his sleeves and wants to punch Monk Yuanjue on his bald head.
What does 'old man, shut up' mean?
Just these two sentences, I have to let Monk Yuanjue lie down and recover from his injuries for three days...
But after hearing the second half of the sentence, the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha held up the watermelon and said, "Click, click." He stared at Lu Qian's movement in the bright light with his eyes wide open.
Lu Qian soaked in the pool of merit.
The profound meaning of "Tai Shang Jin Que Suppresses Prison and Conquers Demons and Hunyuan Yiqi Sutra" slides through my heart like running water, and all kinds of mysteries come to my mind.
The Taichu Mixed Bead releases a subtle aura, covering the whole body.
Therefore, Lu Qianmo practiced the "Yiqi Jing" exercises, but what he showed on the outside was the extremely orthodox "Jun Zhen Jing" superficial appearance.
He saw a layer of dark golden light emerging from his whole body, and the vast landmass of the small world of the inner world suddenly collapsed with a loud noise. Infinite colorful Buddha light invaded the inner world, churning wildly like a crusher.
, the vast and astonishing small world of inner heaven and earth suddenly turned into a thick and condensed pure energy.
Follow the movement of the exercises.
Lu Qian Dao fruit collapsed.
Golden lotus withered.
The fire goes out.
The furnace collapsed.
Lu Qian's cultivation level completely dissipated, and only the pure, huge, and unbelievably pure resentment that was transformed into the small world of the inner world enveloped a large amount of merit pool water, washing and filling his body over and over again.
Lu Qian's mana cultivation base was completely depleted.
His body, however, was like a Kun transformed into a roc, constantly emitting low roaring sounds, and waves of scorching heat, majestic, like heat waves of essence and blood of giant beasts rising up into the sky, shaking the Vajra pine forest for miles around.
Trembling.
This is the upper bound!
This is Liang Yi Tian!
The gravity here is at least a thousand times that of the lower realm.
In particular, the ground of the Vajra Pine Forest was made by the monks of the Dajue Temple after countless years of hard work and huge amounts of resources. It is as hard as Vajra and as thick as Kunlun. Ordinary immortals use all their strength to cast a spell and it cannot be damaged at all.
There is no trace of the diamond pine forest.
But Lu Qian was lying quietly in the pool of merit, and the flow of essence and blood in his body caused tremors for miles around.
One by one, big bald heads poked their heads out from the Vajra pine forest, looking this way.
"Excellent! Another unparalleled warrior has been born in our Dajue Temple... Hiss, this junior brother is so ferocious. If he doesn't break a few old bones in the bull's nose, wouldn't he be wasting his divine power?"