The ninth and forty-fourth chapter of the treasure of Bodhidharma
Zhan Chen understood his mood and comforted him: "Master, everything is over. Let's go say hello first."
"Okay, okay." Renguang wiped away his tears and walked towards the temple. The two came to the entrance of the temple, but were stopped by the monks patrolling outside. They looked at Renguang doubtfully and asked:
"How did you two enter the secret realm of our sect?"
Renguang first performed a Buddhist salute to them, and then said: "Everyone, I am Renguang, the elder of your sect, and I have this token as proof." He took out a gold medal from his arms and handed it to the monks.
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The monks took the gold medal and looked at it carefully. They were all shocked and hurriedly saluted him and said, "Elder, please forgive me for being rude. I don't even recognize you!"
Renguang shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't blame you. It's been thousands of years since I left the temple, and you all joined my sect later, so naturally you don't recognize me."
"Please come in quickly, you two. We will report this matter to the elder of the sect immediately." Several monks hurriedly welcomed Zhan Chen and Renguang into the guest reception hall of the temple, while the others left to report to the elder.
The two of them waited in the reception hall for a while, and then another old monk walked in. That man also had the basic level of Dharma practice. When he saw Ren Guang, he was very excited and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him and called out.
Said: "Junior Brother Renguang, is it really you?!"
Renguang was equally excited and hugged him, shouting: "Senior Brother Renku, it's me, I'm back!"
"Great! Since you covered the retreat of our large army, we have never found you again. We thought you had been killed by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect!"
"Yes, I almost died, just like the other disciples who covered your retreat. It's just that Qiao Hentian saw that I was still of some use and kept me alive."
"Qiao Hentian, it's so abominable. Although our Buddhist sect has always been compassionate, this demon has to be eliminated. It's a pity that I don't have the strength!" Renku gritted his teeth.
"Haha, senior brother, I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought that Qiao Hentian is already dead. The person who killed him is next to me, brother Zhan Chen, and I was rescued by him," Ren Guang said.
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"Oh?" Renku looked at Zhan Chen aside and said doubtfully, "Isn't this possible? This little brother's cultivation level is the same as ours, how can he kill Qiao Hentian?"
Zhan Chen replied: "I relied on some means, but Qiao Hentian was indeed killed by me. I believe it won't be long before you can learn about Qiao Hentian's death."
"Amitabha, if this is really the case, it is really the blessing of our Buddhist sect and the blessing of all the people in the world!" Renku sighed.
At this time, Renguang noticed that the cassock on his senior brother was different and asked: "Brother, your cassock -"
Ren smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, junior brother, now I am the head of the Buddhist sect."
"So where is the original host, Senior Brother Renming?"
"Senior Brother Renming was seriously injured after the battle that year and passed away soon after. I am the only enlightened person left in the sect to support the show, so I am the host."
“How could it be possible—Senior Brother Renming has an intermediate level of cultivation in Mingfa!”
"Oh, all this is true. Now that you are back, it is really gratifying. If it is as you said, Qiao Hentian is dead and the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is leaderless, then we will have a chance to succeed."
At this moment, Zhan Chen took out the secret book of "Shadowless Magic" from the storage ring, handed it to Renku, and said: "I can finally fulfill Master Zhiyuan's instructions and transfer this Buddhist inner skill to the heart.
The dharma object has returned to its original owner."
Renku took the scripture and looked at it, and was stunned. Then his hands holding the scripture began to tremble, and he murmured: "This, this is not """ written by Patriarch Bodhidharma, one of the highest internal skills in our Buddhism.
"Shadowless Magic"?!"
Ren Guang came forward, touched the scriptures with both hands, and said, "It's really the "Shadowless Divine Art" and it's a complete set. Zhan Chen, you didn't lie to me!"
Zhan Chen smiled and nodded. I'm afraid he still couldn't fully understand the two old men's deep feelings for this book, but he felt that a heavy burden on him had been lifted.
After a long time, Ren Ku realized what he was doing. He thanked Zhan Chen: "Donor Zhan, I really can't express my gratitude to you. Whatever you want, just ask. As long as our Buddhist sect can do it, we will
I will definitely meet your needs to repay your great kindness."
Zhan Chen smiled and said: "I have already received my reward."
"Oh? What does this mean?" Ren asked in confusion.
"Haha, I have already practiced this "Shadowless Divine Skill", and I have also used it to reach the realm of body immortality mentioned by Patriarch Bodhidharma, so I can be considered a disciple of the Patriarch and half a Buddhist.
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"You, you can actually reach the realm of physical immortality?!" Renku was quite surprised.
"Yes, what?"
"Donor Zhan, you don't know that although this "Shadowless Divine Art" takes a different path, all the monks who have understood it have not been able to reach the end, all because they cannot bear the pain of this art.
So I gave up halfway. It is difficult to succeed in cultivation without great perseverance. Moreover, the situation of Patriarch Bodhidharma is too special. He has inferior spiritual roots and cannot follow the path of an immortal at all, so he takes the path of a physical immortal.
And we later joined
Most of the disciples of the Buddhist sect eventually chose to follow the path of immortals, so over time, "The Immortal Magic" was shelved and became a book that no one in our Buddhist sect cares about, but its status and significance to our Buddhist sect
There is no doubt about it, so the elders of our Buddhist sect finally made a decision to completely seal it on the top floor of the Sutra Pavilion. Without the unanimous consent of the abbot and the elders, no one can approach it or refer to it.
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"However, this situation was eventually broken. The opportunity was the invasion of our sect by the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. Thousands of years ago, our Buddhist sect was destroyed, and this classic was also lost in the war."
After hearing what he said, Zhan Chen told the story about how Master Zhiyuan escorted the fragments of "The Wuxiang Divine Art" to the Beihai Continent and opened a temple to preach the scriptures. Finally, he said: "I also got Zhiyuan.
It was only with the inspiration of the Master that I was able to cross the ocean, reach the Wanfa Continent, and collect a complete set of magical secrets."
Ren thought hard for a while and said: "Zhiyuan, this should be a monk of the 'Zhi' generation in our temple, and also the lowest disciple of our Buddhist sect. I didn't expect that he could form such a good relationship with the war donor. Sure enough,
It fulfills its mission.”
"Now that I have delivered the "Shadowless Divine Art", I have completed Master Zhiyuan's instructions and can leave without regrets."
Ren said hurriedly: "No hurry, Zhan Donor, do you really have no requirements?"
Zhan Chen suddenly thought of something and said, "If I have to say one thing, can I go to the place where Master Mo once retreated to observe it?"
"This -" Renku and Renguang looked at each other, seemingly hesitant.
"Forget it's inconvenient." Zhan Chen smiled.
"No, I have satisfied this request. Now I, the host, have decided on my own. I believe that Junior Brother Renguang will not object, right?"
Renguang shook his head and said: "Zhan Donor's request is not excessive."
Ren smiled bitterly and said: "Zhan Donor, you come with me."
"Okay." Zhan Chen nodded excitedly, and then followed Ren Ku and Ren Guang to leave the guest reception hall. The three of them walked through the avenue and the trail until they came to a mountain peak outside the temple. This mountain peak is not high, only three meters high.
It's more than a thousand meters long, but it's exceptionally aura. The mountains are lush with trees and streams are flowing through them, making it a feast for the eyes.
Renku pointed to the mountain and said to Zhan Chen: "This mountain was named by Patriarch Bodhidharma himself. It is called Prajna Mountain. The Patriarch once said that 'Prajna' means great wisdom. I think he meditated here for the purpose of practicing meditation."
Understand the great wisdom and great merits. This is a sacred place of our Buddhist sect. Only the abbots of the past generations can enter it and understand the Buddha Dharma. Today, the donor has sent us the secret book of "Shadowless Magic Power". We should make some changes for you."
Only then did Zhan Chen understand why both Ren Ku and Ren Guang looked hesitant when he mentioned that he was going to the Patriarch Bodhidharma's training place to observe.
There were many monks guarding the foot of Prajna Mountain, and Ping Sugengen Renku said to them: "This war benefactor has been very kind to our Buddhist sect. I have allowed him to enter it to observe and practice. You can get out of the way."
"Yes!" the monks replied, and made way for Zhan Chen.
Zhan Chen took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his excitement. Then he set foot on the road into the mountain with a pilgrim mood. When he was halfway up the mountain, he discovered a huge cave. At the entrance of the cave
There is a huge stone with two strong and powerful characters "King Kong" written on it.
"This should be the retreat place of Patriarch Bodhidharma." Zhan Chen walked into the cave. Every section of the cave was illuminated by luminous pearls, so it didn't feel dark. He walked about a hundred meters and came to the road.
At the end - a huge cave with a radius of three hundred feet.
The interior of the cave was simply decorated, with only some daily necessities and furniture randomly displayed. However, Zhan Chen's eyes immediately focused on the surrounding stone walls, and he was deeply shocked.
Because the stone wall is covered with portraits of people, lines of words, densely packed and dazzling. Although they have stood the test of time, they are still shining and exuding endless mystery, and these are undoubtedly
It is a precious treasure left by Patriarch Bodhidharma.