In the vast ocean of Buddhism, boundlessness represents confusion and ignorance of the way back. As time goes by, a ray of dawn falls from the sky above the vast ocean covered by fog.

The calm sea suddenly rolled up a huge wave, and the classics in my thoughts began to surge upward towards the dawn at this moment.

It turned into a pillar of the sea of ​​springs, with radiance lingering and golden light shining.

The Sanskrit words in those scriptures were reorganized, forming a broad chapter. Lu Chen jumped out of the sea and the heaven and earth could no longer bind him. He stood in front of the golden sea pillar and watched, sometimes waved his hand and exhaled the Buddhist verses, replacing the scriptures that were originally in certain positions, and then repeated the prisms.

I don’t know how long it took, as if after millions of years, Lu Chen’s expression no longer calmed down, but instead made huge waves: “My Buddha, my joy, I am happy, traveling to the ancient body, enjoying the eternal life of the Pure Land, is the Pure Land, the Pure Land, the Free Buddha, so it is my body.”

Lu Chen, who spoke in his mouth, seemed to be out of heaven and earth, and his heart sutra was free and free in the world, and was not bound by the heaven and earth, eternal, and Taixu...

"It's the Pure Land."

Lu Chen's eyes suddenly burst out with elite divine light and shot into the sky like a sharp sword.

"This sutra integrates the basic methods of the three sutras of "Past", "Contacts" and "All Worlds". The Buddhist teachings have been re-proven. Although they are not perfect, they have already formed a verse. Let's call it the Extreme World Heart Sutra."

As Lu Chen's voice passed, the vast ocean of Buddhist scriptures suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the pillar of the golden sea spring that soared into the sky and disappeared.

The world returns to chaos, and then travels through the ancient heaven from chaos, returns to the Xiaoyuan Tianxian Realm, and returns to the Foyin Heavenly Level.

Lu Chen found himself standing on the 943rd level walkway. Lu Chen had half of his foot hanging in the air, and his other half was almost leaving the celestial stage and fell down the mountain.

However, at this time, Lu Chen could no longer feel the pressure falling from the sky. It seemed that even the nine-sky wind at the seventh level above his head turned into a gentle breeze, blowing on his body to bring a sense of comfort.

After taking a breath, Lu Chen raised his eyes to the top of the mountain at Nantuo Temple and walked towards the top of the mountain.

At this time, there were no fewer people who were blown down by the Nine Heavens Wind. The powerful people struggled to support them. The clearly visible Buddha of the Emptiness, the Motian Buddha, the Pure and Good Heaven Buddha, the Mingjing Buddha... The Nine Treasures on the bodies of the hosts were torn apart by the Treasure Wind, and the image was extremely miserable, but the Buddhist teachings of several people were extremely profound and had not fallen to the 996th level.

Further down there were Mingkong, Mingxin and others, about a dozen, climbed to about 987 steps. Mingkong and a Buddha in blue robe and robe stood together, and he was gritting his teeth and climbing upwards.

"Buzz!"

Just as the Mingkong was fighting against the blue-robed and cassocked Buddha in secret, a buzzing sound suddenly came from behind him.

At 980th level, one more person.

Mingkong was very unhappy when he was chased by someone. He turned his head over to see the roaring wind. The appearance of the visitor surprised him: "Yuan, Junior Brother Yuansha?"

The blue robe robe was also stunned. When he suddenly turned around, he accidentally waved his arm and touched Lu Chen's body. A powerful force suddenly emerged from Lu Chen's body, which shook the blue robe robe robe, and screamed and was blown down by the strong wind.

In fact, Lu Chen did not mean it. The Extremely Free Heart Sutra he comprehended was completely a Buddhist method created by himself, and he relied on his original surname to do whatever he wanted. This kind of Buddhism can really establish his own business, but to be perfect as it is comparable to the almost flawless Great Buddha Zen Heart Sutra, it is still a shortage of 100,000 miles.

Therefore, Lu Chen must concentrate on it and use the unique Buddhist teachings he has learned to deal with the changes in the Buddha's Heavenly Level. His body surface is the Buddha's Yuan Dharma Gang to protect his master. Whenever he encounters any external force, he will produce a strong recoil, causing the Buddha in the blue robe to fall down the mountain in a very unlucky way.

Of course, the Heart Sutra of the Earlier and Freedom of Heart Sutra is enough to deal with the Buddha's Heavenly Level in front of you, so Lu Chen's dozens of steps were relatively easier.

At this moment, although his level of Buddhism is not as profound as Kong Xiang, Ming Jing and others, Ming Kong is definitely not his opponent.

He fell steadily on the same stairs as Mingkong. Lu Chen's face was filled with disdainful mockery. This expression was the first time Mingkong had seen this in thousands of years. It was a kind of irony that penetrated into the bones, disintegrating Mingkong's previous ridicule and contempt.

Without saying anything, Lu Chen raised his left foot and took another step.

This step, the nine hundred and eighty-eighth level... directly surpasses the place where Mingkong is.

"Impossible. When did your Buddhism become so profound..." Mingkong stared at Lu Chen in disbelief, and his self-righteous vanity suddenly collapsed and disappeared.

Lu Chen had never looked at him in his eyes, so he ignored Mingkong's shocked cry. He had deliberately used force to use his left foot, which was originally at the 988th level, and the vast righteous energy was used with the first formation of the Xinshi Xiaoyao Art in the center. A thunderous roar echoed on the Foyin Heavenly Step.

"boom!"

The terrifying wave of air spreads out from the soles of Lu Chen's feet, forming a super impact force, and mercilessly rushing away from behind him. However, for Lu Chen's understatement, Mingkong has no ability to resist, like a kite with a broken string, thrown from far away from the sky.

"impossible!"

Mingkong, who had flew for more than ten miles away, has not yet woken up from shock. It was not until the rows of purple bamboos behind him were crushed into powder by him that he summoned the Nine Treasure Lotus Platform and became atop the magic weapon.

Mingkong, who was standing on the lotus platform, had the incredible and resentful eyes changed rapidly. He stared at the figure who had been shrouded in thick fairy mist, and clenched his fists jealously: "Impossible, Yuansha could not have such a brilliant Buddhist teaching."

...

On the top of the mountain, the end of the thick fog and deep locks, several figures stood side by side, the Nine Treasures's cassocks and the faint purple air was flying up from the bodies of the hosts of the temples.

After a while, Zen Master Kongxiang woke up first, put his hands together and typed a Buddhist verse, and a wisp of blue smoke floated out from the top of his head. Kongxiang took a deep breath and looked proudly at the several classmates in front of him who were both hosts.

Not long after, the Zen masters such as Du Mo, Jingshan, Mingjing woke up from their breath one after another. Kong Xiang smiled like a general who had won a battle. He smiled with his silver beard and said, "Dear hosts, you have finally woken up."

Du Mo jumped off the Nine Treasure Lotus Platform, put his hands together and said, "Senior Brother Kongxiang's Buddhist teachings are profound, and Junior Brother feels inferior to himself."

"My junior brother is ashamed of himself." Mingjing and others also stepped forward to congratulate him one after another.

Kong Xiang nodded with satisfaction, and his second-rate behavior made him lose his previous calmness. He said proudly: "Your junior brothers' Buddhism has also improved a lot. Everyone says that it still needs to work hard to come."

Jingshan greeted him: "Senior brother was the first to climb Baoshan and cross the Foyin Heavenly Step. I believe he will be able to enter Nantuo Temple soon and ignite the incense lamp. I will congratulate you first."

"Haha." Kong Xiang laughed loudly when he heard this.

Several people talked again, talked about Buddhist principles, and talked about experience. After dozens of breaths, Kong Xiang turned his eyes to the colorful Buddha Yin Heavenly Level and asked, "I wonder if there are any other disciples of our generation who can reach this Heavenly Level?"

Du Mo continued: "Of course it is impossible. The power of this heavenly level is extremely strong. Even the ninth-level heavenly Buddhas need to work so hard. With their Buddhist cultivation, the chance of success is not even as good as that of the first %.

"I think so too." Jingshan agreed.

Then, the hosts nodded in agreement. In fact, it was no wonder that the supreme Buddhist teachings of the Buddha's Heavenly Level far exceeded the imaginations of these hosts, and even if they almost failed to come up and lost their face.

Kong Xiang nodded. In fact, he just asked whether the people below could reach the Heavenly Level was not important to him. Moreover, he did not believe that except for the Nine-level Heavenly Buddha, who else could reach the Buddha Seal Heavenly Level?

"Um?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in the eyes of the sky-level mist surrounded by golden light. The masters of the ninth-level Heavenly Buddha were stunned at first, and then frowned.

"There are still people?"

Everyone surrounded him in disbelief and looked towards the steps down the mountain. They saw Lu Chen climbing up with difficulty.

His waist and back were arched, as if he was under great pressure and could not be straightened; his forehead and even his body were covered with sweat, and the gray monk's robe was soaked in sweat and tightly pressed against his body, and his slightly raised strong chest muscles were quite rhythmic.

Nine hundred and ninety-eight...

A sound that was so slight that it was almost impossible to hear was stubbornly in his throat. It could be seen that he was suffering great hardships and pains. The crisp bursts of sound from the air were the friction of the bones hidden deep under the tight muscles.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine...

"boom!"

The hosts were stunned. They had never seen such a person before. They had reached the extreme that they could bear, but they still held on their feet tenaciously. The skin on many sides of their bodies was oppressed by the pressure of the Foyin Heavenly Grade and cracked from the inside out, oozing red blood stains, flowing along their arms and sweat-stained robes.

Even though his face was about to be pressed to the ground, he still did not fall.

The hosts all gasped.

"It's the last step, why don't you help him." Du Mo couldn't help but feel a sense of hidden danger. Even he himself was slightly surprised by such unconscious behavior.

"If you want to be eliminated, go and help." Kong Xiang snorted coldly, and he felt vaguely that the unpretentious guy in front of him had brought him a great threat.

Du Mo's host trembled all over. Of course, he understood that the Buddha Emperor's test would not allow others to interfere, otherwise it would not only prevent Lu Chen from continuing to participate in the relics event, but even himself would be cleared out of this situation.
Chapter completed!