‘Bixin Palace’

This is the name of the palace where Xuanyuan and his group live. Usually, King Biluo would come here to take a break. Now that there are distinguished guests, they are naturally arranged here. The very important reason is that Yiyi is here, which is the safest place.

The palace is very wide, and the four walls are carved with the patterns of the ancient royal family, which is mysterious. If it is activated, it will inevitably have a huge killing power. If a person with high strength, it can be seen that in this "Bi Xin Palace", there is a killing formation that can kill celestial immortals, which is integrated and both offensive and defenseful.

The smooth and mirror-like floor of the palace is covered with delicate and soft animal skins. It is lying on the surface, sleeping soundly, and the nostrils are so angry that it is so small that it is even more cute. If Qian Duoduo is here, he will probably be cute.

On that big round bed, Xuanyuan sat cross-legged in the middle, facing a golden skeleton. The golden skeleton was extremely complete, and each bone exuded a kind of Buddha nature, a kind of heavy return to nature after experiencing the baptism of vicissitudes of life and years.

A crystal clear relics, as pure as glass, releases a warm light and scattered in all directions, making people feel very warm, and their hearts become calm and peaceful involuntarily.

On both sides of Xuanyuan, Huang Yuechan and Yin Zhenluo looked quietly, sighing at the power of Buddhist methods. Unexpectedly, they could still have such power after so long.

"Amitabha, good, good, buddy, you have been dead for so many years. Since we can meet, we have a fate. I hope you can become a Buddha in the next life. I will swallow your relics. Otherwise, it will be just a waste. Just contribute..." Xuanyuan sighed, stretched out his hand and led it out, and a devouring breath emanated. However, at this moment, the relics suddenly trembled slightly, and a sound was transmitted:

"Donor, wait!"

Xuanyuan was shocked. Even Huang Yuechan and Yin Zhenluo felt a sense of frizziness. They looked at the relics and were sure that the sound was from the relics. Could it be that they were cheating?

A figure appeared and became clear from blur. He was extremely circumspect, wearing a golden cassock, revealing his strong right arm, his muscles were tangled, and his face was covered with Buddhist texture. He was shocked by his body. Unexpectedly, the master of the golden skeleton was not dead. Moreover, it was manifested by his own thoughts. He could not feel the power of the soul at all. The Buddhist supernatural powers were so powerful! For example, the residual thoughts of "Vajra Mingwang" have not dissipated for so many years, which shows how powerful the Buddhist supernatural powers are! This is great will and great perseverance!

"Donor, I hope you can show mercy and let me live a life!" The owner of the golden skeleton had a face without any sorrow or joy, and was very calm. He looked at Xuanyuan and said slowly.

"I understand. When I was in the fierce situation, the relics would always fall in my hand. It was because of you!" Xuanyuan suddenly realized, and he didn't understand what was going on at that time. Now that he thought, the monk originally wanted to take him out and he found another opportunity to leave, but he had been kept in the fighting ring by Xuanyuan all the time, and he had no choice. Now that Xuanyuan was going to swallow him, he couldn't sit still and jumped out directly.

"I have been sitting for six thousand years, and finally waited for the opportunity. I had no choice but to make this decision. I hope the donor will not be surprised. Because I didn't know the donor's nature, I did not show up. Now I can only bet once in the line of life and death." The monk sighed quietly, and his expression was still calm.

"I want to ask you a few questions. I hope you can answer me, who are you and why are you trapped in the evil spirit?" Xuanyuan naturally understood the monk's situation. It was the most normal thing to do so, so he was not surprised. However, he was very curious about the monk's identity. He also wanted to know more from the monk's body. Since he was not dead, Xuanyuan naturally would not do this. After all, the relics were the lifelong cultivation in them, and Xuanyuan would not have done such a thing to a Buddhist monk!

"This matter is a long story. I am a disciple in the 'Vajra Ancient Temple', with a magic name, Huineng! At that time, I was young and energetic, and thought that I was a genius of a generation and had achieved some success, so I was ambitious and wanted to find the golden body of the 'Vajra Mingwang'. Unexpectedly, I met several genius disciples in the 'Eternal Life' on the border of Dongzhou. They fought to the death and fought to the 'Nightmare Daze'. In the end, unfortunately stepped into the evil force and were trapped in it and could not be liberated. Although I tried my best to kill them, I was unable to break the power in the end. In the end, I sat for a thousand years and forced the relic to condense the essence of my body. Later, I met the donor!"

Huineng's words were gentle, his clouds were calm and his wind was gentle. He looked directly at Xuanyuan, with a sense of sincerity in his eyes. He felt a kind of compassion and peace in his body. It seemed that he had been tempered for six thousand years in the midst of the evil, which greatly changed his mind. Xuanyuan knew that after six thousand years of training, he had achieved great success late, and I am afraid that he will achieve great success in the future!

"'Eternal Life'..." Xuanyuan murmured to himself. This organization is very mysterious and has not appeared in his own vision for a long time. However, Xuanyuan has been guarding against them. Now he has received this information from Huineng's mouth and has once again woken up Xuanyuan. It seems that "Eternal Life" has never come to find him. It is probably because the "Nightmare Ghost Immortal" is still alive. As long as the "Nightmare Ghost Immortal" dies, he is afraid that he will have endless disasters in the future.

"Do you think I will let you go?" Xuanyuan looked at Huineng, smiled slightly, and asked.

"If the donor values ​​the essence of my life's cultivation and can be refined as much as possible. I just hope that the donor can let my soul go, I will be grateful." Huineng still has no joy or sorrow, and has an indescribable transcendence. He has sat for six thousand years and his temper has been smoothed out. This ending of being trapped in the terrain is isolated from the world and the loneliness of the world is the most terrifying. He can survive for so long and with a glimmer of hope, which means that this person has great perseverance and will, which is beyond ordinary people!

"Haha, I am worthy of being a great monk of a generation. According to legend, Buddhism has damaged its body and practiced, cut its flesh and feeds the eagle, and has great compassion. Now, when I see it, it is indeed extraordinary. I just made a joke just now. Since I have a fate with Master Huineng, how could I do such a thing? I hope Master Huineng will not be surprised!" Xuanyuan smiled calmly, while Huineng's body was shocked, and his expression was shocked, and he said in surprise:

"Donor, you can practice by damaging your body and cutting your flesh to feed the eagle. Where did you hear this?"

Xuanyuan frowned. This was what he had heard on the earth in his life, so he naturally could not tell it and let people know it. This was his own secret. Before, the "Vajra Mingwang" just heard Xuanyuan recite the words "Namo Amitabha" and his thoughts were hit by a powerful impact. Xuanyuan didn't know what was going on. In the end, the "Vajra Mingwang"'s thoughts dissipated and he called himself a disciple. What was going on?

"I just had an ascetic monk in my dream. He walked in the world and met a hungry vulture, chasing a gentle and kind white dove. The white dove was panicked and terrified. When he saw the ascetic monk, he threw himself into his arms to take refuge. The vulture could not be caught. He dealt with the ascetic monk and questioned the ascetic monk. If he saved the white dove, he would starve it to death. The ascetic monk cut off his flesh of the same weight as the white dove and fed it to the vulture..."

Xuanyuan found an excuse and told Huineng this story. By the way, he wanted to know why this situation happened again and again. Does the Buddhist story from the earth have any connection with this world and any connection? Buddhism came to this world later. Is there another world besides the Douqi world? Xuanyuan dare not imagine it!

Xuanyuan had all kinds of questions in his heart, and he couldn't know it at this moment. Unexpectedly, Huineng was even more shocked when he heard this. Looking at Xuanyuan, he stopped moving, and his expression returned to his original state, without joy or sorrow, and said slowly:

"It seems that the donor has a fate with my Buddha. I passed on the untreated Dharma of my "Vajra Ancient Temple" to you, but it is not considered as a violation of the rules in the door."

As soon as the words came to an end, a golden light flew out from the relics, containing the Sanskrit words of millions of Buddhists, which were integrated into Xuanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness. The three big words "Diamond Sutra" appeared. This is the "Diamond Ancient Temple" without Buddhism and has great power.

The vast chapters of the Diamond Sutra unfolded and appeared in Xuanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness, which made Xuanyuan feel extremely comfortable all over his body. Every word is as hard as a Vajra, revealing Buddha sounds, as if there were millions of monks singing in Sanskrit, hiding immortal Buddha nature.

"Thank you, Master Huineng." Xuanyuan thanked him, and was surprised. Among them, Huineng's own many insights about the Diamond Sutra, which benefited Xuanyuan a lot.

At this moment, the relics were seen, one by one, merged into the head of the golden body and bones, and then the entire golden body, skin, flesh, tendons, blood and other things were derived at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally manifested the appearance of Huineng's thoughts. This is the true body, but relatively speaking, it has become much older.

The flesh and blood, living Huineng is right in front of him, which made Huang Yuechan and Yin Zhenluo amazed that the Buddhist methods are indeed profound and profound, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand. What kind of magical power is, I am afraid that it will be known until I reach a certain level in the future.

"The donor is compassionate and saves my life. He has a connection with my Buddha. He has passed on you without Buddhism, but nothing, so why do you have to thank me? If one day, you will come to Xizhou to find me." As soon as he finished speaking, Huineng's whole body glowed, and a mysterious force turned into Buddha light to cover his body. He disappeared bit by bit in front of everyone's eyes, and finally turned into nothingness!

Xuanyuan was amazed in his heart. It seemed that this was the method of the "Vajra Ancient Temple". Perhaps it was because he was shackled by the power of the "Nightmare Ghost Immortal" in the "Nightmare Sect" and could not be activated. Now there is no obstacle here. It is a good thing to be able to obtain the Diamond Sutra now.

Just as Huineng was being guided, several voices began to communicate from the dark.

"This is the power of Buddhism to attract attention, which is transmitted from the 'Bi Luo Cliff'. King Bi Luo, what's going on!"

"In the 'Bi Xin Palace', the young master is also among them. It was Xuanyuan's accidental gain..." King Bi Luo's voice came out and he told the story.

"Well, let Xuanyuan and Xizhou Buddhism have a good relationship. The Buddhist temple has always been indifferent to the world and has no harm to us. If it cannot harm us, he will leave."

"It seems that the little husband has obtained a very simple magical method again. The "Vajra Ancient Temple" has no Buddhism, which must be very powerful. The little husband is indeed capable and deserves to be my man, Huang Yuechan!" Huang Yuechan was very excited, but unfortunately she could not practice some magical powers. However, for Xuanyuan, there is no magical power that cannot be practiced in the world.

"Aren't you afraid that your little husband has practiced the Buddhist teachings of the "Vajra Ancient Temple" and has become without desire, without seeking, without joy or sorrow?" Yin Zhenluo smiled slightly and reminded Huang Yuechan.

When Huang Yuechan heard this, her smile suddenly stiffened. She looked at Xuanyuan and said quickly:

"Little husband, isn't Qinglong Taoism good? Why do you have to practice this Buddhist supernatural power? Are you right?"

Xuanyuan's mouth twitched, he sighed, and watched the Diamond Sutra carefully in his sea of ​​consciousness:

"I'm just taking a look, huh? The "Diamond Power Sutra" is really mysterious, but it condenses its power, but it is suitable for me!"

Huang Yuechan saw Xuanyuan's surprise look and looked like she was about to start practicing, and she was furious:

"Little husband, you can't practice this magical power. If you become a monk after you practice, don't you want me to be a widow?"

"..." Xuanyuan looked at Huang Yuechan with anger and amused, and said, "Please, I'm not that stupid yet. I just used one of the scriptures in the Diamond Sutra to condense my strength. If you have time to worry about this, it's better to worry about yourself and improve your strength, so as not to lose your strength and lose your life, I will never see you."

Huang Yuechan nodded and said:

"Well, it's still the little husband who said it makes sense."

She looked at Yin Zhenluo, frowned and hummed:

"Anyway, you are not afraid of your little husband becoming without desires and desires, without joy or sorrow. What am I afraid of? Will you love your little husband less than me? If your little husband really becomes a monk, you will be the first person to cry."

Yin Zhenluo's smile froze...

Xuanyuan almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he felt like he was dying of death. He wanted to faint on the spot, just pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"Okay, stop talking. I'm going to start comprehending the "Vajra Divine Power Sutra". You have a good rest and do whatever you should do. Don't affect my cultivation of magical powers."

In order to avoid hearing more words that would make him vomit blood, Xuanyuan could only say this. He closed his eyes and carefully realized the Diamond Sutra that emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness, and began to practice slowly bit by bit.

I saw that the surface of Xuanyuan's treasure body began to emit layer by layer of light golden light, revealing a stream of Buddha nature, and the chakras in Xuanyuan's power also flowed with warm light.
Chapter completed!