Time flies, time passes by.

It has been a thousand years since the battle between Zhuyou, and the realms of Xianzhou have gradually become peaceful.

In the Buddha realm, in ancient times, there was a saying by the Buddha, who sighed with a huge amount of heart to save the world. The Buddha was originally clear about his mind, and all the methods he practiced were based on saving the world as his roots. So in the Buddha realm, there were so many believers beyond imagination.

There is a Buddha's Supreme Buddha Hall in the Buddha Realm, which is located in Xuanjing Mountain. There are countless halls below it, mainly Situo Temples in the east, south, west and north.

Nantuo Temple is located in the south of the Buddha Realm. Nantuo Mountain has dense bamboo forests and a vast terrain, with a space of more than tens of thousands of miles. The large and small Buddhist temples surrounded Nantuo Temple like moon-like stars standing at the southern end of the world.

It was the early morning when the glory of heaven and earth fell on Mingkong Mountain, reflecting a broken temple that showed its rare glory.

The small temple is called Mingjing. There are not many monks, most of them are masters of Golden Body Buddha. A few have reached the realm of Guizhen Heavenly Buddha, with only three people. The master of Mingjing Temple's law enforcement name Mingjing, and his cultivation reaches the realm of Guizhen Heavenly Buddha at the eighth level. At the peak, he has become one of the few masters under Nantuo Temple. In addition to a few ninth level of Heavenly Buddhas, he has the strongest cultivation and the most profound Buddhist teachings.

There are two junior brothers below, Mingkong and Mingxin, both of whom have level 7 skills. Most of the other temples are level 3 and level 4 Heavenly Buddhas.

On this day, Xu said to the sky, and a rapid and slight sound rang out of the courtyard outside the pavilion. A little monk Amitabha ran over from the man in the front hall until he stopped outside the pavilion and called out to the hollow wooden door of the pavilion: "Uncle Yuansha, Uncle Yuansha."

"Squeak!"

The door suddenly opened, and a sloppy monk in a gray-colored cloth robe walked out of it.

The reason why he is called sloppy is that few people have long hair on this fertile land where Buddhist monks are everywhere. Only this one, not only has long hair and shoulders, but has not been carefully taken care of, and has grabbed it in a mess, blocking half of the rosy face of this person, making it difficult to see his eyes.

However, if you remove the messy hair that is blocking your eyes, you will definitely find that this person's seemingly sleepy eyes were speculating on a strange light.

Little Amitabha was happy at first, then said with a dry mouth: "Uncle Yuansha, Uncle Mingkong asked you to send some scriptures."

"Oh." Yuan Sha refused to take it seriously, and asked softly, "What scriptures do you want?"

"The past Sutra of Heart Concentration, the Sutra of the Floating World, and the Amitabha Sutra of all the worlds, are all essential."

"You wait." Yuansha said and walked into the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion, separated by a wooden door, suddenly gave people a illumination. Yuansha had been practicing in Mingjing Temple for nearly a thousand years. He started from entering the temple as a monk who cleaned the temple until he entered the Sutra Pavilion to check and sorted out the scriptures in his collection. He took him a hundred years to look up the collection of scriptures. He seemed sloppy, but under his careful arrangement, the Sutra Pavilion was completely clean.

The jade slips of scriptures are neatly placed on the sutra frames that are shining with a faint golden light, lined up, and most of the scriptures placed above are invincible.

"The Past", "Conversation", "All Worlds", "Floating and Ghost"...

The foundation of Buddhist sects in the Buddha world must be clean and tidy. Yuansha cleans up the jade slip scriptures on the shelf every day, arranges them, and reclassifies them. Then he will sit in front of a jade table surrounded by formations, with only a 300-foot-meter-square-meter-a-radius, and reads the scriptures on the jade slip.

Repeatedly ponder, ponder, and understand the supreme way of heaven contained in it.

He took out the three scriptures needed by Amitabha, and Yuansha walked out.

The past Sutra of Heart Concentration, Sutra of the Floating World, and Sutra of the Amitabha Sutra of All Worlds are a classic in the three sutras of "The Past", "Contacts", and "The Worlds". It is read from Buddhist scriptures, but it contains three Buddhist immortal techniques, which can reach the nine levels of changes in the secrets of heaven.

The name of the immortal Dharma contained in the past Heart Sutra: the past Heart Mantra.

The immortal secret contained in the Sutra of Returning to the Floating World is called: Returning to the Floating World Seal.

The Amitabha Sutra of All Worlds is a method of talisman making that can suppress demons and demons, called: Amitabha Pure World Talisman.

The three master arts Yuansha had already understood, and the changes in the secret of heaven had reached the seventh level. He had practiced the three classics for a long time, and was not far from the eighth level.

Now, Yuan Sha still had three imperial-level eight-level immortal talismans that he had obtained after comprehending the secret of heaven the night before. The power of the Buddha talisman can damage the seventh and eightth level Tian Buddha masters.

Walking out of the wooden door of the sutra pavilion, the little Amitabha was exposed to the sun and sweating profusely under the light. In fact, this little Amitabha also has the realm of a Bodhisattva, but it seems a little too low and weak in Mingjing Temple, where its level is relatively high.

Little Amitabha is called Xinhai. He is a person who is among the upper reaches of the disciples of the "Xin" generation. He is deeply loved by the disciples in the sect. Of course, there are nearly a hundred Buddhist monks and the golden body Buddhas are all over the mountains. It is nothing.

Seeing Yuansha walk out of the Sutra Pavilion, Xinhai was extremely envious. He knew that when he first arrived, he was not even a Bodhisattva, but because Nantuo Temple was recommended by the elders with a high status, he was also the second only to the two guardians of Mingjing Temple. He walked into the Sutra Pavilion bit by bit, and faced the Buddhist scriptures that his disciples dreamed of reading in their own dreams, becoming the fourth person in the temple.

It is because of this that even the two guardians were jealous of the duties of this uncle.

"Uncle Yuansha." Xinhai called out again.

Yuan Sha shook his long hair on his head expressionlessly, handed the three jade slips to Xinhai and said, "Go."

"Uncle Master." Xinhai did not leave, and said with a look of disgrace: "Uncle Mingkong asked you to send it in person."

Yuan Sha paused and frowned, "Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know either." Xinhai actually knew that Mingkong and Yuansha were very disagreeable. Yuansha had always been inferior and did not like fighting. However, Mingkong was in a dilemma everywhere. This time he found him for this purpose.

Yuansha saw that his heart was embarrassed, and felt a sense of clarity in his heart, and sighed: "Okay, I'll send it to me."

After taking back the jade slip, Yuansha walked towards the front hall with a long monk's robe.

Although Mingjing Temple is small, it has all five internal organs, front and back halls, and many meditation rooms are for every master to practice at the level of Golden Body Buddha or above.

The two major halls where the front hall are located are respectively the Mingkong Protector, and the Mingxin Protector is in charge.

Mingkong is in the left front hall.

When he arrived at the left front hall, Lu Chen shouted the Buddha's voice and said, "Senior brother, I'm here to send the jade slip."

"Junior Brother Yuansha? Please come in." A heavy voice came from inside.

Yuansha pushed open the door and walked in. A big Buddha with a golden halo behind him hung in the air. Behind him was a Zen room carved in scriptures, and in front was a scented cauldron, wooden fish, pestle and other objects.

Seeing Yuansha come in, the Buddha sat in the air with a smile on his face, and there was a sudden wave of the righteous spirit of heaven and earth slowly fluctuating.

That was a pressure.

On Yuansha's slightly drooping face, the light flashed in his eyes flashed. He slowly took a step back and said, "Senior Brother's Buddhism is more profound, and I admire it."

A proud look quickly appeared on the Buddha's face and said, "My junior brother is not weak either. I believe he has benefited a lot from the Jing Pavilion for hundreds of years."

"It's all cultivated by the master's senior brother and the two senior brothers." Yuan Sha greeted him, never raising his head.

The Big Buddha Mingkong was not polite, looked Yuansha with his eyes slanted, waved his hand and created a strange wind to roll three jade slips into the sleeves of the robe. A ray of golden light swept under Yuansha's eyelids, and a great force was generated out of thin air. Yuansha subconsciously turned his head, and the sharp palm wind blew Yuansha's right face was slightly red and swollen.

"Oh, I'm sorry, junior brother. I have been practicing this "Demon-Subduing Golden Light Seal" recently. I have just reached the seventh level of realm and have become possessed by the demons. Oh, junior brother, I didn't hurt you just now."

Mingkong looked at Yuansha with a malicious smile.

Yuansha shook his face, which made him feel so good to conceal his unhappy mood. He immediately said, "Senior brother is a savage man, has a deep Buddha roots, and has proper control of the golden light seal. How can he hurt his junior brother? It's his senior brother who is too worried."

"I didn't hurt and said yes, but junior brother, your face?"

Yuansha hurriedly said, "It's just that my junior brother is not good at learning skills. After my junior brother returns, he will definitely strengthen his physical practice."

"Oh!" Mingkong sighed pretendingly and said, "Junior brother, to be honest, your body is indeed too weak. You should choose a Buddhist method to strengthen it. For example, my Wumian Buddha Gang is an excellent immortal method. Unfortunately, this immortal method is passed down by the elders of Nantuo Temple. You can't learn it, so why not learn something else. In a while, there will be a competition for relics. Life and death will be unpredictable at that time. The body is stronger, and it will be a bit of capital to save your life, right?"

"Relics Competition?" Yuan Sha ignored Mingkong's ridicule and asked in dismay.

Mingkong said: "I'm looking for you today, but it's not for anything else. Before, the master's senior brother went to Nantuo Temple. The venerable sent a message that a relic competition will be held recently. Oh, my junior brother has been here for a short time. I don't know what the relic competition is going on, right?"

"The Relics Competition is a grand event held by the Supreme Buddha Hall every once in a while. In the Buddha Realm, only the direct-level Buddhas under the four temples are qualified to participate, and they must stay in the temple for a thousand years. The winners each receive a Buddha's relics, which can be refined and improved, and they will be rewarded. However, the event will be dangerous, so you still have to be selected before. Junior Brother, you are not qualified, but the Immortal Master of Puxin asked the Buddha Emperor to join in without any rules. Senior Brother is happy for you, and Junior Brother, you cannot let the Buddha's Lord disappoint."

While talking, Mingkong and Mingli were talking about Yuansha, but in fact he felt hatred in his heart.

The rules for the relic competition were very strict. Mingkong was in the temple for less than a thousand years, and only a few more years left, he encountered a relic competition. However, because of his lack of qualifications, he did not participate in the relic competition. When Yuansha came, he actually asked for advice. He naturally wanted to be jealous.

Furthermore, if there is an extra enemy, it will be considered good to Mingkong, even if he doesn't take Yuansha seriously at all.

Yuansha knew that Mingkong was a petty person, so he didn't see him when he came to the temple. For hundreds of years, Mingkong had nothing to do and asked for trouble for himself, but Yuansha held back. He was naturally not a problem with his face like today.

"Thank you for your advice, if nothing happens, I will take your leave first."

Mingkong slapped Yuansha today, his wish was enough, and he did not continue to make things difficult for him, so he said, "The junior brother walked slowly, and then prepare after he went back. After the third day, the master and senior brother will take us to the Buddha wall of Nantuo Temple."
Chapter completed!