Yang Tianxing watched Lu Hua go away, sighed that fate is so similar, and sighed: "A few days ago, I was still a robber with bloody hands and murderous people. I killed about thirty people in a caravan and only a gray-haired and 70-year-old man was killed by me. My sins are many times more serious than those of Lu Hua. Fortunately, a monk Du Hua turned around in shock and realized that he was a robber who was doing everything he wanted and had a serious sin. So he put down his butcher knife and became a new person."

Everyone was stunned. Unexpectedly, the man in front of him who was full of righteousness and repaying his grievances with kindness was once a robber. They all sighed at the impermanence of the world and sighed at it.

The Holy Monk of Faxuan chanted the Buddha's name and said solemnly: "Good will end with good, and evil will be rewarded. The donor's sea of ​​suffering is turned back, and it is precisely my Buddha's compassion that saves all sentient beings. Greed brings worries, greed brings fear, and resolves greed, so why worry or fear!"

Yang Tianxing was grateful and said respectfully: "Thank you for your advice from the Holy Monk."

The real man of Tianyang smiled slightly and said, "Don't take care of small evils and think that there is no disaster. Although the water droplets are small, they will gradually fill the great things; do not take care of small good things and think that there is no blessing. Although the water droplets are small, they will gradually fill the great things. The donor should wash away dust and dirt and do good deeds in the world, which is called heaven's action."

Yang Tianxing felt a lot when he heard this, and he knew it in his heart. He couldn't help but burst into tears, which made everyone sigh.

At this time, the top of Cuihua Peak was silent and solemn, birds and beasts were singing, auspicious clouds were shrouded, and the breeze was sobbing.

Everyone lowered their heads and their eyes, their expressions of sadness and joy were impermanent, and they were obviously intoxicated by the profound words of the two masters.

After a long time, the Faxuan Saint Monk Shou raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were filled with light, and he looked at Yang Tianxing with a smile, saying, "Donor, would you like to follow me to Huayan Temple?"

Yang Tianxing was slightly stunned, shocked, and said, "I am very grateful for the kindness of the holy monk's teachings. However, Huayan Temple is a holy place for Buddhism. I am a common man who is afraid of defiling the Buddha's realm."

The Holy Monk of Faxuan smiled and said, "The donor is such a misunderstanding. You have a connection with the Buddha, so how can you defile it?"

Yang Tianxing also wanted to see the famous Huayan Sect in the Buddhist world, and was about to agree. However, he heard that Tianyang Zhenren said unhappy: "The donor does not want to go, so the holy monk please do whatever he wants."

Yang Tianxing felt something was wrong in his tone. He turned to see that Tianyang Zhenren and Faxuan Saint Monk were glaring at him. He was strange, but he was embarrassed to speak, so he had to watch it. He thought to himself: "It was fine just now, why did it become like this all of a sudden? A master is a master, it is really elusive."

Fa Xuan's face turned red and white, looking very embarrassed, and said furiously: "How did you know that the little donor is unwilling?"

True Man Tianyang looked at him without showing any weakness and sneered: "The little donor is now in my Taiyi Sect, what's the point of asking him to go?"

Fa Xuan's face changed drastically. He wanted to accept Yang Tian as a Huayan disciple, but he couldn't say it in front of so many people, so he had to invite him to Huayan Temple first. Unexpectedly, Tianyang found out and asked in person how he was not angry. He immediately took a step forward and said loudly: "Don't think that our Huayan Sect is afraid of your Taiyi Sect. If an outstanding disciple of this sect was not plotted against and missed the competition, your Taiyi Sect might not have won."

At the Buddhist and Taoist Conference forty years ago, a disciple of Huayan Sect was plotted against the night before the competition, so he missed the third competition with Taiyi Sect the next day, and lost to Taiyi Sect in desperation. At that time, Fa Xuan was extremely angry and privately thought that it was the one who was the one who was involved in it. Since then, he was dissatisfied with Taiyi Sect and wanted to get back the debt back that year.

When Tianyang Zhenren and the Taiyi Sect members were furious when they heard this, several elders and the first magic tricks were drawn and they wanted to take action. Tianyang Zhenren's face turned pale and waved his hand, indicating that they should not be impulsive, and sneered: "If you Huayan Sect don't do it yourself, don't rely on us. Our Taiyi Sect still doesn't want to do that. It's probably because your disciple is not capable of being able to do it. Even though he knows that he will lose, he deliberately harms himself to save some face."

"Wow", the Taiyi Sect's people burst into laughter.

Fa Xuan was so angry that his whole body was trembling. The Buddha's heart, which had finally been persistent, was filled with anger. He suddenly roared to the sky, and the roar was as deafening as thunder, which made the ground tremble slightly. The roar brought out a gust of wind and fell down one after another, and birds and beasts rushed to escape.

Yang Tianxing felt a huge pain in his ears, and then it buzzed, unable to hear anything, and his mind was dizzy. He was shocked and quickly used the "Don't Move the King Seal" and the buzzing sound stopped, his mind also woke up. The roar in his ears was not as harsh as before. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at Fa Xuan. He found that he had stopped roaring, and looked at the east sky with an angry face, as if he was looking forward to something.

The disciples in Taiyi Sect were also affected by the whistling sound, and several young disciples fell to the ground in pain, constantly rolling. Several elders in the Sect were busy treating each other, and the scene was quite chaotic.

Suddenly, a young disciple of Taiyi Sect pointed to the east sky and exclaimed: "Look, someone from Huayan Sect is here."

Yang Tianxing looked east and almost screamed. He saw the Buddha's light shining brightly in the sky in the east, and more than a dozen black shadows flew over quickly. In a blink of an eye, they all saluted Fa Xuangong. They were obviously masters from Huayan Sect. They were all elders of the Avatamsaka Hall of Huayan Sect, and they all had a deep cultivation level.

When Faxuan saw the elder of the sect coming, his face looked a little better. He turned his head and said to the solemn true man Tianyang, who had a serious face, "Tianyang, I didn't want to make a big fuss, but you're too bullying, and the decades of grudges between Huayan and Taiyi should be cut off."

Tianyang Zhenren and Huiyun Zhenren looked at each other, turned their heads and said with a serious expression: "A man who studies Taoism is based on purity, thinks less in peace, and roaring too much. Faxuan, you do this, and will only force both of us into a desperate situation."

Fa Xuan chanted the Buddha's name with a high voice, his eyes lowered, and said solemnly: "How could I have this intention? Greed, anger, and ignorance are the three precepts of my Buddha. I just violated the precept of anger, which is really a sin."

Yang Tianxing couldn't help but be moved by it and thought to himself: "I am worthy of being a Taoist monk."

The true man of Tianyang also sighed softly, and was about to speak, but he heard a thin and short monk with white eyebrows chanting: "The heart is the root, the environment is dust, two are like marks on a mirror, the dirt is the pure light appears, and the mind is both dead and the nature is true. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, good stars will lose their body." The singing sounds empty and ethereal, shocking people's hearts.

Faxuan was shocked all over and sighed, "Thank you for your advice from Uncle Master. My disciples have been practicing Buddhism hard, but they have not understood the ultimate truth. I am extremely ashamed. When my disciples return to the temple, they should apologize to the ancestors."

The monk Baimei lowered his eyebrows, closed his eyes slightly, and closed his hands together. After chanting, he stopped talking. Yang Tianxing was shocked. He did not expect that this monk who was not astonishingly looked was Fa Xuan’s uncle.

Fa Xuan didn't mind either, so he turned around and said to Tianyang Zhenren, "Brother Dao, I just got the advice of Uncle Hun Wu. I have some understanding. Please forgive me for my offense before." After that, he glanced at Yang Tianxing and then flew eastward. The dozen Huayan elders seemed to have not seen it, without blinking.

True Man Tianyang was filled with emotion and said respectfully to the Baimei Monk: "Just now, the holy monk has a profound philosophy, and I have received the teachings."

The face of Huiyun, who was next to him, changed, and he groaned, as if he was displeased.

Monk Kongwu raised his head, smiled slightly, and said, "You are polite to the head." Then he glanced at Yang Tianxing, showed kindness, nodded, and then slowly walked to him and stretched out his thin palm.

Yang Tianxing was startled and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. Suddenly he heard a small but clear and gentle voice saying, "Don't move." He was shocked, looking at Kong Wu with a smile on his face, and thought to himself, "It's strange, this is obviously his voice, but his mouth doesn't move. Is there a ghost?" Thinking of this, he felt cold in his heart. He had a very shallow cultivation and was still afraid of the sayings of ghosts.

Just as he was thinking about it, Huowu's thin palm had already touched his forehead. He quickly lowered his head. Although he felt strange, he believed Huowu would not harm him.

Kongwugang gave the supreme mantra of the Buddha sect. One of the wonderful uses of the supreme mantra is that it can transform sound into qi, similar to the sound transmission of thousands of miles, but it is more profound than the sound transmission of thousands of miles. Those who cast this mantra do not need to pass through their lips. The Buddha can turn what they want to say in their hearts into qi in their body and pass through their nostrils, which cannot be heard by outsiders.

Yang Tianxing secretly looked at Kongwu, but saw his eyes slightly closed, his treasure face was solemn, his single palm was up, and he muttered words, but he couldn't hear a word clearly, but he seemed to be chanting mantras or something. At the same time, he felt a heat in his forehead, and a warm current slowly descended along the thirty-two meridians of the crown chakra, passing through the sixteen meridians of the throat chakra, the eight meridians of the heart chakra, and the sixty-four meridians of the navel chakra, and flowing all over the three meridians of the three meridians. Yang Tianxing only felt the whole body was comfortable, and the spiritual platform was clear, and he vaguely felt that the Buddhas in his heart sing together, and the bells and drums were ringing together, which was very solemn. He quickly put his palms together to worship the Buddha according to the "Great Sun Sutra", and at the same time he entered the nirvana mind and blocked the mind of the whole body's mind. The Great Sun Sutra is worthy of being a Buddhist treasure book. Yang Tianxing entered the two vehicles in a short time, and now he has entered the middle stage of the Bodhisattva vehicle.

Everyone stared at the monk and the subdistrict posture in a daze. Their posture was very strange. They stood empty and placed one hand on Yang Tianxing's forehead. Yang Tianxing half-beared his waist and folded his hands together, and Buddha light was faintly shot out from his body.

Tianyang Zhenren was shocked and whispered: "The Ming Dynasty's initiation! The cultivation level is empty and deep. It turns out that Huayan Temple is a master. The Buddhist and Taoist Conference must have preserved its strength."

True Man Huiyun's face turned pale, stared at Kongwu tightly, and snorted.

The elders of Huayan Temple knew that Kongwu was carrying out the Ming Dynasty empowerment to Yang Tianxing and could not tolerate external interference. They surrounded the two of them, staring at the Taiyi Sect with sharp eyes.
Chapter completed!