When Wang Yi walked into the exquisite Bodhi Pagoda, his whole body was shaken. An extremely pure Buddha light shone head-on from Wang Yi's body.
This pure and extremely sacred Buddha's light made Wang Yi feel as if his body and mind had been reborn at this moment, as if all the muscles, bones and blood in his body had been baptized all over again, and he suddenly felt a sense of purity in his heart.
This incomparable dazzling light slowly dissipated, and Wang Yi's vision became blurry. After a moment, what was in front of him was not a trap, nor an abyss of hell, nor a desperate place, but a bedroom!
A most ordinary bedroom! A bedroom filled with countless books!
A bed, a pair of tables and chairs, and several rows of bookshelves, simple and refreshing. Wang Yi couldn't help but be slightly shocked when he saw this scene. He originally thought that the old monk's transformation was an extremely dangerous situation.
Who knew it would be such a scene.
"It seems that this old monk is also extremely shrewd, and he is also a master of supreme spiritual power. If it is a very evil place, then I will never give in, and I will persevere to the end and fight my way out!
But when I faced so many books, there was no trace of murderous intention, not even a trace of evil thoughts, only a deep sense of unwillingness and rejection!"
Wang Yi walked to the wooden chair and sat down, glanced at the books on the table, and immediately frowned, with a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.
"Hmph, he is indeed a cunning person. He actually uses books to convert me! He wants to use his thoughts to convert me, trapping me in these tens of square meters. Facing these countless books, even if I am bored, I will also feel sad.
Hui moved and took a second look.
If you had seen it, then I would have followed his lead. If you had not seen it, I would have stayed here day after day without any fun.
But if I want to get out, the only way is not to be converted. How can I not be converted? It’s just to indulge in his countless books, keep my nature, and not be deceived!”
To watch or not to watch?
Wang Yi looked at the densely packed books around him, and his face suddenly became solemn. He knew that this was a battle of thoughts. If he didn't read it, he wouldn't have entered the state of enlightenment at all, and he would probably be stuck here for the rest of his life. But
If you look at it, you will be deeply passive and this old monk will take advantage of you!
"Awesome, awesome! Humph, have I, Wang Yi, ever been afraid?"
Wang Yi looked at the books in front of him and smiled. Then he opened the books, flipping through them page by page, reading them carefully, and pondering them...
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"Hahahaha, this boy is indeed extraordinary. Since Brother Fan has chosen you, I want to see if you really have Buddha nature or if you are just a fake one. I wonder if Nanke Buddha's prediction can be realized?
A promise of three lifetimes, a promise of three lifetimes! I, the Buddhists, can wait for it!!!!!!!!!!”
Lines of scriptures and spells seemed to come alive. They flew out of the book and kept flying and colliding in Wang Yi's room of tens of square meters. If anyone else saw this scene, they would be shocked.
!
Wang Yi obviously didn't know that he was fascinated by reading and actually devoted himself wholeheartedly to these Buddhist books. He kept flipping through and exchanging them, as if he had lost his nature and was like a machine. He only knew how to read non-stop.
, one after another...
One day has passed!
Two days have passed!
Ten days have passed!
One year has passed!!!!!!
For a whole year, Wang Yi was still in a state of selflessness, still reading endlessly. However, the books in the bedroom disappeared after reading one, and then another one appeared immediately.
It goes on and on endlessly, and I really don’t know when it will end...
"Lord Netherworld White Tiger, it's been a whole year. Why haven't you seen Lord Qingpeng? Could it be that he has really..." A fox demon looked at Netherworld White Tiger with a solemn expression and asked nervously.
.
"Shut your crow mouth! My Qingpeng brother is supreme in cultivation. Even if there are five of me, I am no match for him. How can he surrender to Buddhism? Wait! Keep waiting!"
The Netherworld White Tiger glanced at the fox demon and immediately shouted loudly, his expression very angry but also mixed with incomparable worry and melancholy.
The demon dog and the thunder-eating demon bee on the side were also shocked. They looked at each other, fell silent, and then started patrolling the Buddhist land with their men and horses again...
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"Where is this? I have some impression of this place, but why don't I know it at all?"
Wang Yi looked at the road under his feet with a look of confusion on his face. This road was extremely spacious and far-reaching, like a vast ocean, boundless. No matter whether he drove to the southeast or northwest, he could never reach the end. Wang Yi also used
There are countless magical powers, but everything here seems to be full of prohibitions. No matter Wang Yi has supreme cultivation, he can't use any of them in this world, as if he is isolated from the world.
The road under his feet seemed familiar, but there was no connection in it. This sense of disconnection made Wang Yi feel extremely passive. He knew that he had been walking, but he had no idea that the years had passed, let alone that he was walking.
It’s been a whole year in this bedroom!
"The road is still a road, but it is a road without an end. When will we reach the end? Every step I take, I always feel that I have already walked this road, but upon closer inspection, it is extremely strange. Is this also the case?
Does the old monk have magical powers?
It's a pity that my cultivation cannot be used in this dead situation. If not, I will definitely be able to... Wait, a dead situation?
Could it be..."
"Well? Could it be that this boy has already understood?" The old monk sensed the strong fluctuation of information coming from the Bodhi Exquisite Pagoda, and immediately took it out with a look of anticipation on his face.
"I've been in the game since the beginning, yes, it was that golden light! I remember reading through the books, and then I arrived in this world and started an endless journey!
In other words, my body and my spirit have been separated at this moment! If my guess is correct, my real body must still be reading books, but my thoughts at the moment are imprisoned in this endless journey.
Among!
This road is endless. Every step I take, I always feel a little familiar. In fact, I still can’t remember how long I walked. I am sure that I have actually reached the end of this road. It’s just that every time I step on it,
Every step you take is a new beginning!
This cycle continues like this! This is why I am trapped in this!"
"Hahahaha, I understand, I understand! The Yuanling returns to its place, becomes one with the body, breaks the prohibition, and begins again!
The beginning means the end, and the end means a new beginning. This is the cycle! This is the reincarnation!
Break the virtual realm for me!!!!!!"
Wang Yi shouted loudly, and unimaginable fluctuations emitted from all over his body. Suddenly, the wind blew up, and even the air cracked open, and countless whirlpools appeared. Wang Yi, who was still reading, suddenly
His whole body was shaken, his eyes widened suddenly, and he shouted loudly.
At this moment, something surprising happened. Wang Yi's own cultivation level in the Compliance Realm actually skyrocketed at this moment, and he broke through to the middle stage!
Every muscle and cell in the whole body is full of unimaginable explosive power. With a single punch, the force of the wind can be stirred up, and its power has reached an incredible level.
"Hahahaha, I didn't expect that I actually broke through to the second level of the accommodation realm! Hmm? This..."
Wang Yi was completely awake at this moment, but he found that the Bodhi Exquisite Pagoda was shaking violently, as if the earth was shaking, the mountains were shaking, the sea was submerged, and the entire space was experiencing a sharp imbalance.
"BOOM!!!!!!!"
A loud noise burst out, and the platform Wang Yi was standing on was suddenly pulled up and slowly rose. After a while, Wang Yi reached a new height and a new space.
This space is hundreds of square meters, not too small, but it is filled with rockeries and strange rocks, as if someone has specially opened a cave to cultivate magical powers.
Wang Yi walked forward. He saw countless talismans carved on the cliff, and he immediately became interested. When he looked carefully, he was shocked again, and his heart was filled with waves.
"This is... Buddhist magical power! It's actually all mudra magic! Could it be that this old monk wants me to fail in my cultivation? Doesn't he want to save me?
But do you want to give me a great blessing?"
When Wang Yi thought of this, he was extremely excited. He immediately gave up his misconceptions and started learning the magical seals of Buddhism wholeheartedly!
"This son's Buddhist nature is not bad, but whether he is the son of Nankofo's prophecy cannot be concluded at this moment. It depends on his future achievements...
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The old monk said to himself. He glanced at the exquisite Bodhi Pagoda in his hand, put it into his long sleeves again, and galloped forward again. Along with him were countless fellow Buddhist cultivators.
All of them have strong vitality, strong strength, and good cultivation. Although there are less than a hundred people in total, they are definitely masters of Buddhism!
"You bald donkeys, don't struggle! Your death has come! Your Buddhist world is completely over!"
The speaker was a three-meter-tall giant wearing armor. He had an unparalleled aura of strength that was as hot as the scorching sun, making people very uneasy and frightened.
"Hmph, God King of Forces, this is in vain! Although our Buddhist sect is independent and downtrodden, if you want to completely destroy it, that is just wishful thinking. Disciples, move forward with all your strength. Senior Brother Fan has already divined that we are in trouble, so there is no need to panic. All
Meditate on the sacred images of Buddhism and resist the enemy!"
The old monk looked at the countless disciples behind him, shouted loudly, immediately put his hands together, and recited the scriptures continuously...
