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Hanging Temple.

Among the six-character Buddhist mantra "Om Mani Padme Hum", Xuankong Temple inherits the "Mi" Tianyin, which is said to have the effect of cleansing the roots and shaping the Buddha's heart. It is said that those who have achieved success in practicing the "Mi" Tianyin will

Blood is like flowing gold, which can destroy evil spirits. If applied to the body, it will be invulnerable to all laws. It can use blood as a formation to seal demons. The eminent monks of Xuankong Temple often sacrifice their lives to conquer demons.

When they go out and encounter evil spirits, they can shed their own blood to defeat them.

This kind of blood is naturally very precious. There is only a small amount in their bodies and it is difficult to accumulate.

Unlike other monks, as long as the source has not exhausted the blood, it can be regenerated independently. For monks with high cultivation level, it is not difficult for a monk with a high level of blood to flow out a river of blood.

"Amitabha, after hearing about His Excellency the Buddha's achievements along the way, I already feel that I have lost 90%, yet I still want to compete with the previous one."

Master Huaixu, the abbot of Xuankong Temple, said this modestly. He was also a semi-saint. After hearing about the previous battle, he did not feel that he could take advantage of the force, so he said this.

“It’s always good to know more.”

Luo Mo said calmly, and by the way, he scanned Huaixu and got the "Mi" Tianyin and the secret scriptures of Xuankong Temple.

Huaixu said again: "I heard that the content of this competition is determined by us. I think it is unfair. What do you think, Lord Buddha?"

"You don't need to tempt me. Since I took the initiative to come to discuss Buddhism, I naturally want to see the strengths of each family, so I'll show you what you are best at."

"In this case, I will come up with a way that won't hurt your harmony."

The old monk Huaixu smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits under his white eyebrows, like a cunning old fox.

"It's up to you." Luo Mo analyzed the Tianyin word "Mi" he got from Huaixu in his mind, feeling a little surprised.

There is something magical about this Tianyin with the word "Mi". The method of tempering Buddha's blood is very different from ordinary scriptures and secret techniques. It is simply not like the method of this era.

After hearing Luo Mo's promise, Huaixu waved, and many young novice monks, not very old, walked out of the Xuankong Temple.

Then he said: "These are my disciples of the Ji generation in Xuankong Temple, and they are still young. You and I each choose one person to teach them for three months. After three months, let the two juniors have a competition. How about it?"

Luo Mo, who was analyzing the Tianyin of the word "Mi", was amused by the tricks of the old monk Huaixu.

"You are quite calculating."

"Where are you speaking from?"

Huaixu's move was quite clever. Anyway, the people in front of them had already lost. We were both an ancient temple that inherited the Six-Character Mantra. It wouldn't be too embarrassing for them to lose, so they might as well take this opportunity to add some benefits to the temple.

There were not many disciples of this generation who were particularly outstanding and had the appearance of geniuses, so they took advantage of the trap and planned to create two little geniuses, and also borrowed the hands of this Buddha.

How cunning.

However, Luo Mo would not refuse to fight. He regarded himself as the future supreme master of Buddhism, so he regarded it as a reward. What's more, it would not hurt him to train a disciple, and it could also promote publicity.

A group of young novice monks looked curiously at Luo Mo, an outsider. However, when Luo Mo looked at him, they all turned their heads and did not dare to look at each other.

It's not that they're afraid, it's just that they don't want to be chosen. After all, going to study with outsiders is an unsociable thing for them, and for children, being gregarious is more important.

"March is too long, three days at most."

Luo Mo didn't allow Huai Xu to refute, and directly picked a young monk with a round head and a round head, "You, come here."

The young monk was a little scared and hid behind a senior brother, but the next moment he appeared in front of Luo Mo. This method did not scare the monks of Xuankong Temple, but the young monk said with a sad face, "Uncle, can you change someone?

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"Jizhu, this is your blessing." Huaixu said in a somewhat stern tone, "This discussion of Buddhism is fair and just. You must be diligent and don't neglect it. Do you understand?"

The young monk was very reluctant and said, "Yes, uncle."

"Yeah." Huaixu also picked a young monk, whose cultivation level is similar to that of Jizhu. He is a newcomer to the spiritual world who has opened up the sea of ​​suffering and has divine power gushing out from the spring of life. He is the second small realm of the Lunhai Secret Realm. He can barely rely on his own strength.

Divine flight.

After the selection was over, he said: "There are prepared secret rooms in the temple."

"No need, just here."

As Luo Mo spoke, he took out a piece of crystal-white bone, which shocked Huaixu greatly, because it was the bone of a saint. Even though Luo Mo suppressed it with his divine power, he could still see it with his eyesight.

How precious are the sacred bones? Each piece is a first-class treasure. It is extremely effective whether it is used to refine weapons or medicines. But now, the Buddha actually took out a piece.

Luo Mo didn't do anything else. He just said to the young monk Jizhu, "This is the skeleton of a man whose body was exposed in the wilderness. I have a scripture here about salvation in the past life. If you recite it for three days, it will also be given to you."

You are blessed."

The little monk nodded, "I understand."

Luo Mo transmitted the secret message and told the young monk Jizhu a sutra. The young monk then set up his magical instruments and began to knock wooden fish and chant sutras.

The scriptures were complex and complex, but everyone seemed to hear them clearly but seemed not to hear them clearly. It turned out that the Buddha was reciting the scriptures at the same time.

The sound of chanting made the white bones glow slightly, and little bits of light flew out, falling one by one on Jizhu's little bald head and blending in.

Huaixu:?!

Can it still be like this?

In his opinion, the so-called salvation is clearly about transforming the saint's bones into a strange power and then putting them into the body.

According to his observation, this strange power did not directly strengthen Ji Zhu's Taoism, but was integrated into every part of their bodies to strengthen their Taoism.

Does this kind of Buddhism actually exist?

He smiled. Anyway, the benefits came to him in Xuankong Temple, so it was not a loss.

Then he also began to teach his disciples, and his method was much simpler than Luo Mo's.

For example, you can directly take out some pills from the Da Luo Realm, or ask the young monk named Ji Yuan to take them, or crush them into powder, dissolve them in the spiritual spring and smear them on his body, and then start to teach him to practice a certain method.

The secret technique is to temper the flesh shell.

On the first day of practice, little monk Ji Yuan's body reflected golden light under the sun, making him look very successful.

On the second day, the little monk Jiyuan's skin turned into a golden color, and he made a sound like gold and iron when practicing his boxing skills.

On the third day, little monk Ji Yuan was already thundering inside his body, and rivers seemed to be rushing through his veins.

Huaixu also spent a lot of money to build the foundation with some elixirs he bought from Daluo Realm, and also took out some precious elixirs he refined to help the little monk Jiyuan lay the foundation for practicing the word "Mi" Tianyin.

You must know that some materials are quite rare and expensive, and he also spent a lot of money on them in order not to lose the face of Xuankong Temple.

It is absolutely impossible for ordinary disciples to learn the word "Mi" Tianyin when they are in the secret realm of Lunhai, unless they pile up money!

But the talent of the young monk Ji Yuan is really not good. Although he is relatively good among his peers, Huaixu has invested so many resources, but he has not been able to condense the Buddha's heart and his blood is golden.

Trained from the outside to the inside.

Three days is still too short after all. If it were three months, it would be enough for him to cultivate a descendant with a golden heart and blood.

On Luo Mo's side, the young monk Jizhu was still reciting sutras and had to recite sutras for three days.

Just thinking about it, the little monk Jizhu tilted his head, lay down on the wooden fish, and fell asleep.

"Hahahaha, this little guy actually fell asleep."

"Buddha hit him on the head. I've long wanted to try out that little bald head."

"Hurry up and wake up, just sleeping is not enough."

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Little monk Jizhu was naturally unaware of everything in the outside world. After falling asleep, he saw the Buddha who asked him to recite the three-day salvation sutra.

"I will teach you the Great Dream Heart Sutra, the Tianyin of the word 'Ba', and the secret technique of the Golden Blood of the Buddha's Heart."

Jizhu nodded, and then said: "But my master and uncle all say that I am stupid. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn so much in three days."

"In the dream, everything is controlled by me." Luo Mo waved his hand, and a vast world evolved, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, bodhisattvas everywhere, spiritual springs flowing, and golden lotuses floating.

"Time is also under my control. From now on, every moment will be three days."

The speed of thinking is different from the speed of the outside world. It is easy to adjust in dreams. As a monk, you don't have to worry about bursting your brain.

It's not so easy to adjust in the real world. It's not like Wu Shi who can practice the law of time, or Luo Mo's immortality method that can be adjusted to the fourth level of the eternal light realm in the secret realm of immortality.

A moment outside, a few years inside.

As long as he can cultivate to the fourth level of immortality, the Universal Light Realm, and become the Supreme Humanity within two hundred years or be able to kill the Supreme Humanity, there will be no difficulty for him, because he can adjust the flow of time.

When the time comes, just burn some pure Yang elixirs and adjust the flow of time, and you can practice in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years. He can bluntly say that with his qualifications and resources, he can burn time and practice for a thousand years to come out of the restricted area.

You can clear them all.

The speed of time in dreams is different. It is just an illusion. It was used by Luo Mo based on the Tianyin Great Dream Heart Sutra with the word "". What Jizhu gained from practicing in it was only experience, and there would be no difference between the physical body and Taoism in reality.

increase.

But in this way, his experience points increased rapidly, and Luo Mo's requirements were not high. It was enough to be able to learn these few secret arts.

After all, there are still saint bones. Jizhu's magic power is low. Even if he uses the salvation scriptures, he cannot completely save the saint bones. But even a little bit is enough for him to lay a solid foundation. After all, the great salvation spell is very suitable to fill the foundation deficiency.

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There are three kinds of Buddhist heavenly sounds, plus the bones of the transcendent saints, which are enough for him to dominate in the same realm.

outside world.
To be continued...