“Buzz…”

The Buddha statue slowly closed its hands. The Fangcun Temple, which was crowded just now, is now only the old monk.

"Amitabha." He gave a gentle bow to the Buddha statue, and the old monk raised his head, with confusion:

"There is Zen in the sword technique, and it is only one step away from attaining the Bodhisattva's fruit."

"Who is this person?"

"In any case, you should report this matter to the Zen temple, and the enemy and friends are not clear, so you need to pay more attention."

There is a formation in the Thousand Buddhas Pure Land, so I am not afraid of someone causing trouble, but this person’s cultivation is too high.

Just be careful, keep an eye on it.

When he changed his mind, he walked towards the side of the Buddha statue, and took out a pen, ink, paper and ink.

When the paper was unfolded, she was about to grind the writing, but the old monk's movement suddenly froze.

"who!"

He suddenly turned his head and made the Vajra angry eyes. His might was so powerful that he even pressed over the Buddha statue beside him.

"Is this Fangcun Temple?" A cold voice sounded:

"It's quite strict. If we hadn't gotten the record of Qianji Cave, we might not have found it."

The sound fell, and two figures appeared in front of the temple gate.

The man who spoke among them was a great man with wide shoulders and a long sword hanging on his waist.

A woman has delicate facial features, elegant temperament and pure temperament, and does not seem to be too outstanding in terms of appearance.

But those eyes as bright as stars seemed to have the finishing touch, making her extraordinary.

This unique beauty has unparalleled arrogance and a sharp edge to repel all things. It is more like the tranquility and docileness after the storm and waves, and is the stability and peace after everything.

Just standing there makes people unconsciously calm.

But the old monk felt like he saw the terror, his body froze, his eyes widened, and he said with gritted teeth:

"Missive...real!"

"No," Miaozhen nodded, gave a silence to the old monk, and spoke softly:

"I wonder how can I get to the Pure Land of Thousand Buddhas?"

"You are going to the Pure Land of Thousand Buddhas?" The old monk's face subconsciously stopped the Buddha statue and said:

"You cannot enter. Pure Land is the only safe place in the world and must not be disturbed by outsiders."

"Master." Miaozhen sighed softly when she heard the sound:

"We have no malice, we just want to go in and get something."

"That's even more impossible!" The old monk seemed to think of something, his face changed drastically, and he raised his hand and pressed it backwards.

But he just moved, and a stroke of sword light had already fallen.

The sword light teared the sky and the earth, shattered the sea of ​​consciousness, and before it could be seen, the old monk felt desperate.

When the knife fell, the void shattered like glass.

"Click..."

It's really broken.

The old monk's figure suddenly became mottled, wrapped in a mirror, and the sword light flashed quietly.

The mysterious realm of the heart!

This is the only way in the world that can transform the virtual into the real, making it difficult to distinguish the true and false, and hide the truth from the living immortals.

"Miaozhen!" The man suddenly turned his head and glared at him:

"Why did you stop me?"

"Senior, why should you be angry?" Miaozhen's face was calm, and her eyes were filled with a bright light, covering the old monk:

"We just went to get treasures, and there was no malice. We also asked the master to tell you how to go to the Pure Land."

"..." The old monk showed his face and his body tense.

"Oh!" Miaozhen sighed lightly, then her eyes were filled with inspiration, and even the surrounding void seemed to be twisted.

"Master forgives your sins, Miaozhen just wants to ask for a way."

With the blessing of the mysterious realm of mystery, even the master of the ancestral orifice cannot keep the secret.

Not long.

Miaozhen put away the secret method and frowned and looked at the Buddha statue in front of her:

"Thousand Buddhas Array?"

…………

The passage is covered with white light, more than ten feet wide, and it seems to be an endless white light column.

The group entered it by themselves, but they didn't know how long they had been, but they never saw the end.

"How long will it take?" Mo Xiao put his knees on his hands, gasping desperately, and his face turned pale:

"I can't hold on any longer!"

She was already sick, and although she was shining with the Great Light Fist, her physique was still weak.

Now that I have been traveling for so long, it is becoming increasingly difficult to support it.

"It's almost done." Guo Fan said:

"At your current speed, with another stick of incense, you should be able to see the place."

"real?"

Not only Mo Xiao, but others were also shocked.

This road is white and not distinguishing between the east, west, south and north is simply torment for people.

After walking for so long, everyone else said a few words, but this was the first time Guo Fan spoke.

But everyone believed in his words!

After all, he is a mysterious master who can make the old monk think he is inferior to him, so he must have amazing means.

Since I can't use a stick of incense, I will definitely not use it.

Mo Xiao was shocked when he heard this, and his vitality also emerged, and his speed of moving forward increased as well.

Not long.

Sure enough, a black dot appeared at the end of the line of sight and gradually grew as the distance approached.

Everyone was filled with joy and accelerated their pace.

Only Guo Fan was still slow and slow, seemingly slow, but he did not fall behind.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced around. The scenes he saw and perceived in front of him were completely different.

In my eyes, there is a channel covered with white light under my feet.

In my perception, there were bumps everywhere, walking through a long and dark mountain road.

The road in my eyes is straight.

However, in perception, it is distorted and has different ups and downs.

However, through the changes in the formation, ordinary people cannot feel that their perception is deceived.

Even the woman, who is a master of the ancestral artery, just notices something different and cannot be able to overcome the illusion.

Even Guo Fan.

Although he can be broken, he dare not leave the passage. After all, once he leaves, he may not be able to find it back.

Thousands of Buddhas Pure Land!

After walking through the darkness, everyone's eyes burst into tears, as if they suddenly came from the illusory world to the reality.

The sound of chanting scriptures, shouting, and sounds are heard.

Houses, people, and monks are all in sight.

Before they knew it, they came to a bustling street and knew nothing before.

"Dear donors, newcomer?" A monk in white appeared in front of everyone and entrusted the eleventh ceremony:

"If there are no relatives, please come with the little monk!"

"Oh, oh!" Everyone looked stunned. Hearing this, he nodded quickly and followed the monk inside.

But at this moment, three people left quietly.

Guo Fan was about to move, but was stopped by someone again.
To be continued...