To the west of China, the Buddha's land on the earth.

Here, there can be seen Buddhist pagodas and temple monks everywhere. They look thousands of miles away, and they are shining with golden light, as if a Buddhist practitioner flies away in the sky, which attracts imagination. Retracting his eyes, there are also old monks sitting in meditation under the tree, solemn and solemn.

But at the junction with the Tang Dynasty, there is a mountain and a temple on it. The mountain is not high and the temple is not big, but it is better to be quiet because there are no pilgrims coming to you.

"I heard that... the Bodhi tree is tall and unique, with Vajra as its body, Glazed glass as its stem, and all the wonderful treasures as branches, the leaves are supported by the lingering shade like clouds, the treasure flowers are varied, and the branches are spreading shadows..."

At this moment, in the temple hall, a little monk was closing his eyes and chanting the scriptures seriously. Next to him was an old monk with wrinkles on his face, who was also chanting seriously.

Apart from that, there are no one else in the temple.

The young man was very keen and liked to play. The little monk probably was a little bored, so he started to open his eyes and stopped the sound of wooden fish.

The old monk didn't care and continued to do his homework meticulously. He knew that his little disciple's heart had already gone to the distance with his senior brother.

If your mind is unstable, no matter how much you recite the scriptures, you will just be like a show.

Then you can observe your eyes and your nose, your nose and your heart, ignore them, and do a view of this.

Continue to recite scriptures.

“…There are Bodhisattvas in the Mani treasure, and their many are like clouds, all appearing at the same time…”

The little monk looked around, scratched his ears and his head, anxious, and seemed to want to leave but was afraid of his master's scolding.

Finally, he couldn't bear it and asked his master repeatedly: "Master, where are you now? Are he chanting scriptures like us? I heard that the Tang Dynasty witches are confused, will the senior brother be fascinated?"

The old monk stopped chanting, opened his eyes and looked at the little monk, shook his head and sighed: "You are lazy, Kuzhu has only been gone for three days, you are just wandering around in the sky, absent-minded, do you want to spend your whole life with me in this small temple?"

"Then if I practice seriously, when will I be able to go down the mountain?" the young monk tilted his head and asked the old monk with his big eyes open.

The old monk raised his hand and pointed to a withered tree outside and said, "Wat it every day, and when it is lush and blooms and bears flowers, it is the day you go down the mountain."

"Since the disciple entered the door, you asked the disciple to water him. Spring and autumn come, and it is wind and rain. Twelve years have passed, but when will it have a life?" the little monk plucked his mouth and said angrily.

The old monk heard the young monk complain, but he was not displeased at all. He smiled and slowly said, "Where is sincerity, the metal and stone will open up."

"I think you, Master, just want to make a fuss and tie my life with a dead tree! Otherwise, why did I have the same cultivation as my senior brother, so why did he go down the mountain alone?" The more the monk thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. Master was lonely in the mountains alone, so he also wanted to leave himself on the mountain to accompany him.

How can a withered tree be revitalized? Isn’t this nonsense?

"Your senior brother keeps the precepts too deeply and needs to go down the mountain to experience it."

After the old monk finished speaking, he closed his eyes and spoke.

After hearing this, the young monk looked like he was lost. The senior brother kept the precepts too deeply, so another meaning was that he kept the precepts too shallowly.

But keeping the precepts has nothing to do with the dead tree outside the courtyard?

The little monk couldn't figure it out, maybe he really had to wait for it to bloom.

...

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen and Jiujiu were at a loss when they looked at the white-clothed monk in front of them. Judging from the situation just now, this monk was very strong, and it was difficult to win even before Zhang Ruochen understood the mystery.

But after all, he is a person. If he lets go, he is really sorry for Master’s teachings.

When Master was alive, he repeatedly preached that he should be kind to others, not kill easily, and not show off his power...

"Forget it, I'm just meddling in other people's business."

Zhang Ruochen pointed at him, and a stream of true energy burst out from his fingertips and injected into the white-clothed monk's body. His pale face gradually became rosy and shiny.

Afterwards, Zhang Ruochen made several more seals and turned into a protective array for the monk in white. The formation pattern slowly rotated, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish it. The light was overflowing and emitting great power. Unless it was half a step to open the mysterious, even a cultivator of Great Perfect Qi practice would have to lose his skills, and the monks before they could reach the entrance of heaven and earth would be even more impossible to break it.

This is Zhang Ruochen's use of the formation by reaching half a step.

In fact, thousands of methods in the world are just the application of various knowledge. Zhang Ruochen had learned the Qimen formation with his master Zhang Xuanji before. Although most of them did not understand what the master said before, since his mind of Taoism was clear, he gradually understood those things.

This is how practice is, one step at a time.

The current state of practice is no longer like before the Middle Ages, from Qi training to Nascent Soul, which is mostly about improving wisdom, carrying knowledge, and understanding mystery.

Because there are differences in understanding the power of heaven and earth in terms of one's own mind, perspective, etc., and this difference is often impossible to make up for.

There is a famous example in Taoist sect. Two great perfectionists who practice the same thunder method. One of them is not transparent in his mind and cannot sense the changes in lightning. Therefore, he can only perform the thunder method step by step.

Another monk, whose true energy and physical body are actually not as good as the previous one, but his mind is stronger than the previous one. Therefore, he can sense the changes in the thunder method of the previous monk, so he just turned a small amount of his true energy into thunder and adjusted it to the same as the previous one. As a result, no matter how the opponent casts the thunder method, he cannot harm him.

It is said that on that day, he let the cultivator who had perfect Qi practice chop for half an hour without any damage, and finally exhausted the other party's true energy.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it would be very easy if he really wanted to end the battle earlier.

If they don’t rely on brute force to resist, but they can make you break for half an hour without hurting a single point, it means that their use of thunder has far exceeded the understanding of the previous monk.

This not only comes from the suppression of knowledge understanding, but also comes from the crushing of knowledge application!

Now, because Zhang Ruochen's mind is clear, his understanding of various mystery of heaven and earth will be far beyond those of those great perfection of Qi training that has not yet been clear. Although it is not much different from the true essence and body, his understanding of "fa" and "reason" is no longer at the same level.

Of course, if Zhang Ruochen could break through Tongxuan, the world in his eyes would go deeper, and his understanding of Taoism and magical powers would also increase by several levels.

When cultivators above the Tongxuan Realm fight, they no longer fight against the strength of the true essence, but the understanding of the mysterious method.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was extremely cautious about this monk in white. Even if this monk in white did not break into concentration and wisdom for some reason, just based on what he just showed, it already shows that his understanding of "Buddha" has reached concentration and wisdom.

Concentration and wisdom are created by concentration. Once the light of wisdom is revealed, the wonderful principles of heaven and earth are free in the heart. This is equivalent to the state of enlightenment in Taoism and sincereness in Confucianism.

"let's go!"

Therefore, after Zhang Ruochen finished all this and could ensure that he could not die, he took Jiujiu away.

Next, everything that happened to the monk in white had nothing to do with him.
Chapter completed!