Sanctification begins from the fruit of the years

Chapter 232 Believe that there is no Buddha at the beginning of Xinming, walk a thousand steps on foot to provoke Zhong Pan

In the messy reeds, the breeze blows slowly, and some of the cut reeds are flying in the air.

Boyan was wearing a lun scarf and shaking a feather fan in his hand, looking at the old monk in surprise.

This World Honored One of Lianhua Temple is a ten-level powerhouse who became famous in the world 500 years ago. Like the old heavenly master and the old sword master, he is a veteran ten-level powerhouse.

However, in the previous attack, the Purdue World Honored One failed to suppress An Le, which made Boyan quite disappointed. The old monks in the tenth realm and the second calamity state all missed, and it is conceivable how difficult Anle is.

Purdue World Honored One sat cross-legged in the wreckage of the boat, wearing a bright red cassock, and said with a smile: "Master on the left, the poor monk has seen the flaws of the benefactor, and there is something wrong with his heart sword."

"Is there a problem with Xinjian?" Boyan raised his eyebrows, slightly puzzled.

"Of the three Buddhist temples, Lanke is the most detached. Ganye and Lianhua compete with each other. The poor monk has dealt with Ganye Temple for hundreds of years. He has a lot of experience in the heart sword cultivated by Ganye. Anle's heart sword... The air mechanism is vain, the power is weak, during the confrontation, the mind is cautious, as if not daring to touch the heart sword..."

"In this case, there is only one explanation, and that is something wrong with the heart sword."

"Mr. An's heart sword may be on the verge of breaking."

Purdue World Honored One said with a light smile.

He said his analysis, and Bo Yan's eyes lit up, because he believed in the judgment of Purdue World Honored One, the so-called one who understands each other best is the opponent.

Lianhua Temple and Ganye Temple have competed with each other for a long time, and they have fully studied each other's practice methods.

"If the poor monk's guess is right, Anle should go to the Heart Refining Cave of Ganye Temple to find a solution to the heart sword trouble."

"If you don't solve the anxiety of the heart sword, Mr. An's cultivation of the gods will always stop at the eighth level, and he will not be able to make any progress."

"And when attacking the realm of ten realms, because of the problem of refining gods, it will also lead to the failure of the impact. Although there are many ten realms that are single body training or ten realms of refining gods, but... even if it is a single ten realm, It also needs strong support from physical training or spiritual training."

After all, Purdue World Honored One is an experienced person, after a sudden confrontation, he can detect the problems in An Le.

Boyan's heart couldn't help moving when he heard the words, and he was even a little happy.

Now the threat Anle brings is the growth visible to the naked eye. The Jiangling Mansion was captured and occupied, and the Dali Kingdom was recovered. Now the entire southwestern area of ​​the Great Zhao Dynasty can be said to be divided up by Anle.

When a faction has a stable territory, its influence will continue to rise.

What's more, An Le took over Dali almost without bloodshed, and with the help of a legendary national teacher like Lu Yishan, the threat even surpassed the current Dazhao.

Second only to Xiliang Demon Kingdom.

Such a threat may pose a huge threat to Yuanmeng during the period when Emperor Yuanmeng was sealed.

"Now that we know that An Le's mind is troubled, and also know his specific level of cultivation, we can make a good plan..."

Boyan's eyes flickered, and he thought about it.

The best way to solve the threat is naturally to kill the source of the threat.

"Emei Mountain Ganye Temple?"

Boyan murmured softly.

The World Honored One of Purdue of Lianhua Temple opened and closed his eyes deeply, looking at Zuo Xiangboyan of the Yuanmeng Empire. This Zuoxiangboyan is also extraordinary, has extreme talents, and is one of the hidden backgrounds of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Emperor Yuanmeng refined the power of the seven dragon veins and mastered the use of the power of the dragon veins. The geniuses of Yuanmeng who were on the falcon list back then had the power to carve up the power of the two dragon veins in exchange for the descendants of Yuanmeng to overwhelm all forces. The genius of the great country, many descendants of Emperor Yuanmeng are divided into two groups to ensure the rise and quality of the descendants.

In addition, the Ten Realms of King Yangdi are also divided into one, and Emperor Yuanmeng himself controls one...and one...mostly falls on the left prime minister of Yuanmeng.

This is also the reason why the World Honored One of the Ten Realms of Lianhua Temple is very kind to this left minister.

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An Le naturally didn't know that the old monk of Lianhua Temple could detect the problem of the heart sword in his body after confronting him like a glimpse.

However, even if he knew about it, An Le didn't care, because if other people were scheming, he couldn't stop him, so he could only follow the soldier's actions to cover up the water and the earth.

Wang Yansheng followed An Le, surrounded by sword light, and the sword energy from Jianchang River was sharp and sharp, spreading the surrounding wind and waves.

"My lord, are you and I going to Ganye Temple?"

Wang Yansheng put his hands behind his back, and when he was not casting swords, he regained some of his might as a master swordsmith.

The mountains and rivers below are constantly passing by, and are quickly left behind.

"At the beginning, I promised Master Suzhu and Mrs. Hua that they would visit Ganye Temple, so it just so happened...to go this time."

Anle nodded.

As for the situation in Dali, with Mr. Lu in charge, everything will be fine.

An Le and Wang Yansheng chatted a few words from time to time, and the two quickly walked towards Mount Emei.

People flitted among the clouds, feeling bored, but actually began to make other senses. There was a token around his waist, which was emitting a slight luster.

This is the holy order given by the holy master. The holy master once said that when An Le possesses the combat power of the tenth realm, he can activate the holy order, allowing him to enter the holy realm early to practice.

But now, An Le actually has the qualifications to enter the Holy Land through the Holy Land Order.

When An Le Qi and blood broke through the ninth realm, it was enough to fight the tenth realm, not to mention that now that Qi and blood cultivation base has been raised to the late ninth realm, it has already reached the standard for opening the holy realm order.

However, because of the heart sword problem, An Le did not rush to open it and enter the holy realm.

Holding this cold Holy Land Token, he could feel the unique touch from the special material of the token.

As for the holy land, An Le is still looking forward to it. Even the mountain masters of the past, only a few people can get the permission of the holy master to set foot in the holy land.

An Le really doesn't know what the holy land is like.

The flying crossing speed of the ten-level powerhouse is extremely fast. In just a moment, An Le and Wang Yansheng have already crossed a long distance. Of course, it is also because of the location of Ganye Temple, which is not too far from Dali, so they arrived very quickly.

The clouds broke, the breeze was blowing, and the sun splashed from the sky, like crumbled gold, sprinkled on the world.

A mountain is shining under the golden sunlight, which is uniquely beautiful.

Mount Emei is elegant, magical, majestic and beautiful.

The mountain is continuous and tortuous, with thousands of rocks and ravines, waterfalls and streams, beautiful and elegant, so it has the reputation of "Emei is beautiful in the world".

An Le and Wang Yansheng were suspended in the sky, looking at this beautiful and elegant mountain, they could feel the mighty mental fluctuations coming from the mountains.

"Ganye Temple is worthy of being famous for refining gods. Before falling into the mountains, you can feel the surging mind."

Wang Yansheng praised, as the master swordsmith of Jianchi Palace, he often dealt with practitioners all over the world, and many people would come to ask for swords, so he had seen contact with all kinds of forces.

"Actually, even in the Ganye Temple, there are very few people who can forge a heart sword. The young master can forge a heart sword just by relying on a picture of the sword waterfall passed down by Hua Jiebing. His talent and talent are unmatched in the world. .”

An Le glanced at Wang Yansheng, amused.

However, An Le could feel Wang Yansheng's admiration for him.

Standing on the cloud dome, looking at Mount Emei, you can vaguely see that there are ancient temples dotted in the mountain, just like blooming flowers.

When approaching the Ganye Temple in Mount Emei, Anle's heart became calm, and the restless mind seemed to be appeased, like a quiet stream flowing.

The heart sword that was originally split has also stabilized.

Not only because of the innate connection between Ganye Temple and Xinjian, but also because of the feeling of a cave and a blessed place brought about by the mountains of Mount Emei.

An Le let out a sigh of relief, this Emei place is really a good place to practice gods.

After brushing off the dust that did not exist in the white clothes, Anle Meixin and Wang Yansheng floated down, and settled at the foot of Mount Emei.

The ancient snow is deep in the stream, and the stone is broken and the cold spring flows.

The chill in the mountains has not disappeared, and even a little frost and snow can be seen.

Along the muddy and rugged mountain road, head towards the ancient temple hidden in Mount Emei.

The two of them had never directly landed in the ancient temple of Ganye Temple. Such a move was too impolite. Walking slowly up the mountain path and entering the ancient temple is the correct posture, not aggressive or domineering.

All the pavilions are towering and cold, and the fine cottages are divided here.

Moving forward on the mountain road, with their cultivation base and foot strength, even if they cross the rugged mountain road, it is difficult for them to hinder them in the slightest.

An Le was in a peaceful state of mind, but she was not in a hurry. Wang Yansheng was also enjoying the mountain scenery with his hands behind his back.

There was a "squeak" call in the forest.

Afterwards, crowds of macaques jumped from among the ancient trees in the deep mountains, and moved among the branches, seemingly not afraid of life, looking at Anle and Wang Yansheng walking on the mountain road with curious eyes.

There was even a macaque jumping playfully, with its tail hooked on a branch, hanging down from the tree, reaching out to grab the Zhijian Changhe that Wang Yansheng was holding in his arms.

Snapped!
Wang Yansheng laughed so that Jian Changhe slapped the macaque's palm, and the macaque grinned in pain.

"These macaques are really naughty. It seems that the monks of Ganye Temple indulged them a lot."

Wang Yansheng laughed.

The beaten macaque retreated to the tree trunk and kept jumping. Then its eyes became scarlet, and there was a mental wave in the air.

"You still have a bad temper, and if you want to get revenge, you're turning into a monster."

Wang Yansheng smiled again.

A mere little monkey monster, to him, it's a snap of the fingers.

An Le Shengxue in white clothes glanced at the hopping macaque, spreading his mind. There was a roar resounding in the internal organs, and a vision of a magic ape appeared.

The macaque that stimulated the power of mind suddenly froze. On An Le's body, it saw a gigantic ape that was as tall as ten thousand feet, beating its chest like a drum beating on the ancient battlefield of holy demons.

The little macaque's legs softened and fell directly from the tree.

He fell to the ground with a thud, trembling, not daring to be any more violent.

The macaques around were also screaming, hugging the tree trunk tightly, trembling and fearing uncontrollably, the instinct of being a monster made them understand the existence in front of them, and it was definitely not easy to provoke.

Wang Yansheng looked at the trembling group of monkeys, and the change in attitude really made him laugh. He couldn't help pointing at the little macaque that fell from the tree and laughed.

Suddenly, An Le suppressed the vision of the demon ape in his internal organs, raised his eyes, and looked at the mountain road where the mountain mist rose in the distance.

The tinkling copper bells resounded, and then a figure appeared, which was also a macaque, but different from these little macaques, this macaque was dressed in cassock, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and there was a kind of Buddha charm hidden in it.

"Amitabha, the two benefactors are powerful, why should they have the same knowledge as the sons and grandsons of the Buddha like the poor monk?"

The macaque flicked its tail, clasped its furry palms together, and said softly.

"A monstrous monkey with a strong cultivation base."

Wang Yansheng squinted his eyes, and felt that the aura of this monster monkey was absolutely extraordinary, and vaguely, it made his heart jump.

An Le stared at the macaque in a cassock, and the blood on the opponent's body was surging, wrapped in a demonic aura, containing great rage and terror, and the brows were faintly shining, and his mind was equally good.

"Ten Realm?" Wang Yansheng was speechless. In Mount Emei, a monkey is actually in the Ten Realm?

"This is a demon king who has lived for at least ten thousand years. It is not unusual for him to step into ten realms," An Le said.

His eyes fell on the old macaque in cassock, and with a gentle smile, wisps of the old macaque immediately pulled away from the old macaque, absorbed by An Le.

Ok?
An Le's face was bright, and a smile emerged.

Because in this wave of absorption, he actually obtained a ray of golden years.

"Two benefactors, Master Xuanzhu sensed the arrival of the two, and specially asked the poor monk to welcome the two. Please come with the poor monk."

The old macaque laughed.

An Le and Wang Yansheng bowed in return and followed.

Because An Le restrained his breath, these macaques did not dare to be presumptuous. They huddled together one by one, their eyes as dark as jewels, staring at the direction An Le and Wang Yansheng were leaving.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, the scenery on both sides is picturesque and constantly changing. There is a white cloud and thousands of peaks, and the halls and pavilions are empty. When you step through the bluestone long ladder, you can see an ancient temple. The ancient temple is painted with yellow walls. The big letter " The word "Buddha" has the sound of a clock pan beating, floating out of it.

In the ancient temple, a graceful figure came out slowly, it was a woman.

It was none other than Mrs. Hua who returned to Ganye Temple.

The woman was wearing a white monk's robe without any makeup, but she was still beautiful and graceful, even with a bloated monk's robe.

"An Le, Master Wang."

When Hua Jiebing learned that An Le and Wang Yansheng had visited Ganye Temple, he deliberately waited at the gate of the mountain.

"Mrs. Flower."

An Le saw Mrs. Hua again, and the meeting of acquaintances made him quite happy.

A moment later, Master Suzhu also floated out. Seeing An Le, her eyes narrowed slightly. She, who was perfect in the Nine Realms, naturally felt extraordinary, and saw An Le's situation at a glance...not very good.

"Mr. An... is there something wrong with the heart sword?"

Master Suzhu shed all her [-] worries, just like Avalokitesvara in white clothes walking out of the scroll, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she couldn't help asking.

An Le nodded with a smile: "That's why I came to Ganye Temple to seek a solution to the problem of heart sword."

"Do you mind letting the poor monk perceive it?"

Master Suzhu clasped his palms together and asked.

She could sense that something was wrong with An Le's Heart Sword, but she didn't know how serious the problem was.

An Le didn't care, the center of his brows glowed slightly, Guru Suzhu's gaze flashed, and a white light floated out from between his brows, jumping into An Le's brows.

After a while, Master Suzhu's pretty face turned pale slightly, and her body swayed.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and under the long eyelashes were horrified pupils.

"So severe?!"

She saw that Anle's heart sword was densely covered with cracks. It looked...shocking. If it was any heart sword practitioner from Ganye Temple, they might not be able to hold the heart sword broken. Mind dissipated.

An Le smiled: "Fortunately, I want to come to Ganye Temple to find a wave, to see if I can repair the Heart Sword."

Master Suzhu was so dignified that he lost the excitement of meeting old friends.

"Mr. An's heart sword injury can only go to the depths of the heart refining cave. Only by relying on the heart fire pool deep in the heart refining cave can the heart sword be reshaped."

The old macaque in cassock spoke.

Master Suzhu heard the words, and made Buddhist salutes to the old macaque: "Senior Six Ears is right, but if you want to go to the depths of the heart refining cave, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, let alone stepping into the heart fire pool. So I still want to ask my uncle, maybe there is a better way for my uncle..."

The old macaque smiled, nodded, and stopped talking.

"Xie Bing, please accompany Mr. An and Master Wang. I will go to find my uncle. The teacher has entered the tomb of the first emperor and has not returned. I can only ask my uncle for help."

Hua Jiebing nodded solemnly, which made Master Suzhu feel troubled. It seems that Anle's situation is not optimistic.

It's a miracle that a boy has come to this point. Hua Jiebing really doesn't want to see this miracle of a boy die.

She even blamed herself a little, whether it was because of the "Sword Waterfall Picture" she taught, which led the young man to the road of heart sword, which led to the current limitations.

"No need, the poor monk will come."

However, just when Master Suzhu was about to leave, a majestic Buddha's light surged out, and an old woman figure floated out of the ancient temple.

It was an old woman, and the years had left many traces on her face, with ravines and ravines like knives and axes.

Compared with the Lingzhu master who had met in the underground palace, he was much older.

"Uncle Xuanzhu."

When Master Suzhu saw the old woman, he clasped his palms together and saluted.

Leaning on crutches, the old woman nodded, and then looked at An Le with deep and cloudy eyes.

"Xia Xuanzhu, I met Mr. An."

"I heard that Mr. An once beheaded an immortal on the Canglang River. I was really amazed. Seeing him now is truly extraordinary." Although Xuan Zhu did not have a beautiful face, his old face could vaguely show the peerless face of his youth.

"Master Xuanzhu praised it absurdly. What was beheaded was just the incarnation of the immortal soul, and it was not an immortal who was beheaded by his own strength. It should not be boasted."

An Le waved his hand.

The news of the Battle of the Canglang River spread, maybe not so fast, but among the top powerhouses, it definitely spread very widely.

Hu Xuankong and the others were created by Zhenwu Temple, which naturally attracted the attention of the three Buddhist temples.

"As Liu Er said, the young master's heart sword is full of cracks, and there is an indelible tyrannical aura on it...It is actually very difficult to repair, the only chance...is to melt and reshape the heart sword, to reshape the heart sword, to connect the heart and mind one after another. .”

Master Xuanzhu said.

"Reshaping the Heart Sword..." An Le stared, it didn't sound like an easy task.

"The risk is great, but at least there is a slim hope..." Master Xuanzhu sighed.

The old macaque also clasped his palms together: "It's too difficult. Only in the Heart Refining Cave can it be refined, and only the Heart Fire Pool can be reshaped... However, the Heart Refining Cave and the Heart Fire Pool are both important places in the Ganye Temple. It is never open to the outside world, Mr. An is not a monk of our Ganye Temple after all, so I am afraid that he is not allowed to enter the cave."

Master Suzhu and Mrs. Hua's expressions changed upon hearing this.

Master Xuanzhu also frowned, and there was a dignified look on his face full of grooves.

"Mr. An, this Six-Er Guru is the Guru who guards the Heart Refining Cave in Ganye Temple. If you want to enter the Heart Refining Cave, you need the approval of the Six-Er Guru.

Master Xuanzhu did not expect that the six-eared macaque would refuse.

Today's Anle possesses great luck and invincible momentum... A person with such a chance is definitely the one that all three Buddhist temples want to win over.

What's more, Anle, Hua Jiebing, and Suzhu and Lingzhu all have fate and relationship.

However, Xuanzhu also knew that there was a need for rules to exist, so she just sighed.

Although he is very optimistic about Anle, he can't change or break the rules in Ganye Temple because of Anle.

"Master Six Ears, I don't know how I can get to the Heart Refining Cave?" An Le was not in a hurry. The other party didn't completely block the way to enter the Heart Refining Cave, which meant there was still a chance.

The old macaque in cassock put his palms together and looked at An Le with deep eyes.

After a long time, he smiled: "How about a bet between the poor monk and the young master?"

An Le looked at the old macaque, the surroundings were quiet, everyone's eyes were on the two of them, the air was slightly blowing, and the mountains were quiet.

An Le said, "What does the master want to bet on?"

The six-eared macaque is wearing cassock, and the Buddha's light is shining all over the smile, which is extremely brilliant: "Young Master Gambler's steps in the heart-refining cave."

"If you can walk a thousand steps in the heart-refining cave, the poor monk will help you, walk to the depths of the heart-refinement cave, and you will see the heart fire pool, refine the heart sword, and reshape the heart sword."

"If not?" An Le asked.

The six-eared macaque clasped its palms together, its cassock fluttered in the sudden gust of wind, and said with a chuckle, "If you can't walk a thousand steps, you have two options, you can take refuge in Ganye Temple, and you can still get it repaired with the Heart Sword, or... Give up the heart sword repair, turn around and leave."

It can be said that there is not much malice in the two choices given by the six-eared macaque.

It just maintained the ethics and principles of a monk guarding the Heart Refining Cave.

A bet was originally born to break the principle.

Hearing the conversation between Anle and the six-eared macaque, Master Xuanzhu's complexion suddenly became complicated, because walking a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave is definitely not an easy task.

Not to mention... An Le's heart sword is now full of cracks, and the difficulty is extremely huge, and there is almost no hope in sight.

This kind of feeling that gives people hope, but extinguishes Zhanpo... is very uncomfortable.

Master Suzhu took a deep breath, his face was ugly, if it wasn't for the respected status of the six-eared macaque in the Ganye Temple, even though it was a monkey demon who was enlightened by the Buddha, he had lived for a long time, and his status was extremely noble, but he was grateful Knowing the background of Ye Temple, she even thought that the six-eared macaque was deliberately making things difficult for An Le.

Mrs. Hua has walked through the Heart Refining Cave, so she naturally knows the difficulty.

She had only walked a hundred steps in the Heart Refining Cave, but she had already reached the limit and was unable to take any steps.

The six-eared macaque actually asked not to be a disciple of Ganye Temple, but an outsider to walk a thousand feet in Anle.

Difficult, so difficult!
However, the choice given by the six-eared macaque is not aggressive, and the right to choose in this bet lies in comfort.

An Le thought for a moment, he naturally knew that this bet was not simple, and the discolored faces of Master Su Zhu and Mrs. Hua represented the difficulty of it.

However, An Le thought about it, nodded and agreed.

The problem of the Heart Sword will eventually be resolved, and if he can't get away, it means that Anle and the Heart Sword will never have a relationship, and then the Heart Sword will be destroyed, and he will cut himself off and start all over again.

Luan Ma needs a sharp knife to cut, and An Le can't let his refining spirit stop at this step for too long.

"Okay, I accept the bet."

Anle answered.

The old macaque smiled gently. Although he had the face of a monstrous monkey, he had the benevolent eyebrows and eyes of an eminent Buddhist monk.

"Then Mr. An, are you leaving now?"

"it is good."

The conversation between one person and one monkey is over.

The six-eared macaque slapped both palms, and suddenly a cloud rose from under his and Anle's feet, and they flew across the mountains and rivers in an instant.

In the cold place in front of the rock, the cloud flows from the long floating spring...

Just for a moment, one person and one macaque fell down, the clouds dispersed, and there was a deep and cold cave in front of the towering rocks, white clouds floated around leisurely, and the clear spring flowed freely, clean and sweet.

"This is the Heart Refining Cave." The six-eared macaque said.

An Le looked at the dark cave, ordinary and ordinary, without any mysterious meaning, not even the slightest hint of Buddha, but his heart was vaguely attracted by the cave, and the Niwan palace between the eyebrows was shining, and he couldn't help being restless.

"My lord, please." The six-eared macaque was wearing cassock and sat cross-legged on the boulder, his brows shining brightly, and the light of Buddha behind him was shining like a bright sun.

In the distance, Xuan Zhu, Su Zhu, and Mrs. Hua came hand in hand, while Wang Yansheng came from the sky wrapped in sword energy.

They landed on the bluestone among the mountain streams, looked up and did not move too much.

In the middle of Qingquan Cave, a little bit of frost and snow still hasn't melted.

An Le's white clothes are more than snow, her black hair is vigorous, and her slender figure gradually disappears into the cave, disappearing her figure.

The six-eared macaque watched Anle's disappearing figure, slowly closed his eyes, and softly recited the Buddha's name.

Between the heaven and the earth, there is the sound of the clock pan, the sound of thump, thump, and the sound is extremely heavy.

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Outside Mount Emei.

There are several figures standing in the clearing, calmly looking up.

The first person, wearing a big red cassock inlaid with gold trim, is the old monk Pudu Shizun of Lianhua Temple who had a confrontation with Anle at the reed marsh.

Zuo Xiangboyan stood quietly, his eyes were like torches, looking at the deep and empty Mount Emei, a smile hung on the corner of his lips.

"It's such a blessed place, with profound luck. The Jiuhua Mountain where the Lianhua Temple is located is not as good as this place."

Boyan is good at the technique of deduction, and with a glance of his eyes, he can see the changes of this luck.

"The Heart Refining Cave has opened, Mr. An should have already entered the Heart Refining Cave."

The old monk said.

"The Lianxin Cave is the treasure land of the Ganye Temple, which has been passed down for a long time. It is rumored that an eminent monk of the Ganye Temple saw the truth of Buddhism and Taoism in the cave, and he was able to see the Buddha and become a true Buddha from the ground."

Boyan had never heard of such a rumor, and was a little surprised.

"So, is it possible that there is a true Buddha sitting in Ganye Temple?"

"The real Buddha is not in the human world." The old monk shook his head.

"In the Heart Refining Cave, it is not easy to walk on the road of heart refining, to cleanse the body and mind, wash away the filth in the mind, and to see the truth. Our purpose...is to disrupt Mr. An's heart refining path."

The old monk said softly.

Boyan smiled, and shook his feather fan lightly: "How do you want to disturb the World Honored One?"

"Come to the door and talk about Buddhism."

The old monk clasped his palms together, reflecting the Buddha's light on his body.

Boyan raised his brows, and went in if he didn't know.

The old monk said again: "In the Ganye Temple, the guardian of the Heart Refining Cave...is an old macaque, who was transformed by a monster monkey. He was enlightened and converted to Buddhism. Discuss Buddhism with him, disturb his state of mind, and the Heart Refining Cave will come back naturally. Unsteady, and the road is difficult to walk, Mr. An will naturally fail, the heart sword will be shattered, and seven or eight of his cultivation will be destroyed."

When Boyan heard this, he immediately praised it.

"The World-Honored One, go ahead, I have already summoned helpers. If the World-Honored One fails, there are other ways to break it."

"Let's talk about it boldly."

Boyan waved his feather fan and said confidently.

The old monk smiled subtly when he heard the words, and he got up spontaneously, with a gold-rimmed Daluo cassock fluttering around his body, and there seemed to be a fire burning between his eyebrows.

"When it comes to Buddhism, a poor monk may not be as good as a Lingzhu, but how can he not be as good as a beast?"

After the words fell, the old monk walked out step by step.

The steps are not big, but with the steps, the rugged mountain road is constantly shrinking under his feet.

Walking only five steps, you have already walked from the outside of Mount Emei to the front of the gate of Ganye Temple.

There is still a smile on his face, and the Buddha's light shines on his back.

The monk's cloth shoes are not stained with any dust, and they are as clean as white lotus flowers in the lotus pond that have just bloomed.

"Lianhua Temple, Purdue is visiting."

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An Le entered the cold and desolate cave. The cave was extremely dark and there was no light at all, as if An Le's eyes had been taken away, and he could not see the light.

It is dark all around, and the five senses are lost. Even if the mind is in it, it cannot spread a little bit, and it is even suppressed within an inch of the physical body.

All walking has become intuition.

An Le, dressed in white Shengxue, walked forward without haste, the light between his eyebrows bloomed slightly, illuminating the dark cave.

Although there is a clear source of water in the cave, the inside of the cave is extremely dry. The walls of the surrounding caves are covered with murals, and all kinds of monks are strangely presented in the paintings, lifelike.

An Le looked at the murals, and there was a gentle breeze blowing in the cave, and he felt a chill, like the cool evening wind blowing in summer.

But what the wind blows this night is the mind, and the murals that An Le observes seem to come alive.

Immediately, there was a bright light in front of the eyes, and the Buddha light in the cave was shining, bright and dazzling, as if there was a road leading to Lingshan to worship Buddha and seek the truth, paved under his feet.

An Le knew that now was the time to start the bet with the six-eared macaque.

Walking a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave is a test.

An Le took a step, and the murals on the cave wall suddenly came to life, with King Kong's glaring eyes, and the majestic mental pressure was suppressed like a wave!
An Le felt as if she had turned into a little demon, and being glared at by that King Kong, she was full of anxiety, her legs were about to go weak, and she collapsed to the ground.

But An Le remained calm and stomped down one step, he was An Le, not some little demon.

There is also a female Bodhisattva, who rescues the suffering, steps on the lotus platform, hangs high in the sky, and sprinkles the world's pure water to purify the soul and wash away disasters.

An Le felt like a fugitive refugee, bathed in the water of pure world, extremely happy, stopped to kowtow to Guanyin.

But Anle's mind remained clear. He was Anle, not a refugee. He understood his true heart, and all influences disappeared, and he continued to move forward.

Along the way, there are images intertwined with the mind and spirit along the way, becoming more and more real and clear...

It's like really being there, living another life.

Ke Anle's mind is calm, without waves, ignited with the spirit of time, and often sees life. If he can't keep clear and immerse himself in it, his mind may have been damaged and difficult to be clear.

What's more...

When the heart is clear, there is no Buddha, how can there be no immortals when the spirit is good?
He can stay awake even if he glimpses the years, so how can such a picture affect him?

Anle is like a passer-by, leaving the mud without being stained, passing through the red dust without being touched.

Ten steps, one hundred steps, two hundred steps...

Anle maintains a steady walking pace all the time, like walking in misery, walking in a disaster, always keeping clear.

As he walked, his mind began to boil slowly, and he could feel that the more he walked, the more realistic the images of all the tides came, and he would even get lost in it and confuse himself.

But he was still calm, with his usual expression.

Eight hundred steps, nine hundred steps, one thousand steps.

It's a matter of course.

When the thousand steps fell, a deafening bell resounded suddenly in the cave, as if the entire cave was a bell.

The sound of Zhong Pan swept across the shock, An Le's brows radiated light, and the calm heart lake began to vibrate and boil, and the waves of the clock diffused and washed every ray of mind.

Even with the spread of Zhongpan Zhongbo, in the Niwan Palace, the power of the years and avenues condensed through the Dao Fruit [Tao Yin] diffused out, merged into the mind, and was shaken by the clock waves little by little...

It actually followed the cracks in the heart sword and blended into it bit by bit! ——

"The Four Noble Truths prosper the Three Realms, the teachings are immediately clear, the collection of suffering is eliminated, and the holy way is naturally formed."

"Sravakas don't have delusions, and the mind is peaceful. If you want to know the place where you become a Buddha, don't stop in your heart."

……

The scarlet cassock is trimmed with gold, fluttering in the air, like a cloud of red clouds dancing.

The World-Honored One is sitting on the ground, the ten realms are intertwined with mind and spirit, the rays of the sun are endless, rising from ten thousand feet, and there are more bright and dim changes. It seems that a golden Buddha appears behind him, opening his mouth to recite Buddhist scriptures and explain Buddhist principles.

On the opposite side of Purdue World Honored One, is Master Xuanzhu, whose cheek full of years is shaking slightly, and there is also the Buddha's light surging behind him.

But for a long time, she sighed lightly.

When it comes to Buddhism, she is not as good as Purdue World Honored One after all. In this confrontation on Buddhism, Purdue World Honored One obviously beat her.

Master Xuanzhu sighed, no wonder her heart sword has been unable to survive the transformation of the second calamity. After all, it is because she does not understand Buddha enough. Compared with Master Lingzhu, her talent may only stop here.

Lingzhu can set foot in the tenth realm and three disasters, and even compete for the eleventh realm of the venerable, and the end of her life may be the second disaster realm.

This competition is not only about the understanding of Buddhism, but also a secret confrontation of Buddha's light.

Obviously, in this confrontation, the power she displayed was not comparable to that of Purdue World Honored One.

"Amitabha……"

"Master Six Ears, let's talk about Buddhism with the poor monk."

The World Honored One Pudu spoke, his voice was mighty, like the explosion of a bell, reverberating in every corner of the Ganye Temple.

Master Xuanzhu's complexion changed slightly, and he already understood the reason why Master Pudu set foot in Ganye Temple. Now the six-eared macaque opened the heart-refining cave and sat in the heart-refinement cave.

If the six-eared macaque talks about Buddhism with the World Honored One, it will definitely cause emotional unrest and affect the situation in the heart-refining cave.

The Purdue World Honored One of Lianhua Temple... the goal is happiness!

"The bald donkey of Lianhua Temple! I've seen you displeased for a long time!"

Wang Yansheng couldn't sit still all of a sudden, this bald donkey wants to ruin the son!

With a clang, the light of the sword pierced through the sky like a snake, and rushed straight to Xiaohan!

The entire Ganye Temple is densely packed, full of sword energy sweeping like a tide!

The old monk Purdue World Honored One, with his cassock flying, looked at Wang Yansheng with kindness and kindness, and said with a smile, "Wang Yansheng, the number one swordsmith in the world in Jianchi Palace, is now opening the Heart Refining Cave. If you confront me, the aftermath will be turbulent and destroy Mr. An." If you don’t know the way to refine your mind, then you can’t blame the poor monk.”

After the words fell, the sword energy all over the sky dissipated.

When Jian Changhe fell into Wang Yansheng's sleeve, Tajia sat on the ground, cursing.

"You bald ass, you bad pus!"

"Wait for the young master to finish training his mind, and see if the old man can chop!"

Purdue World Honored One chuckled lightly, not taking it seriously.

His eyes were raised, and the big Buddha lay behind him, and the sound of the Buddha was so powerful that he could not find a trace. His eyes fell on the old macaque in cassock sitting on the blue stone withered.

Although the old macaque is a monster, but there is no trace of a monster, cleansed away the lead dust, and the good fortune comes to him.

"You think the poor monk is transformed by a monster, not a human being, and you don't have a thorough understanding of Buddhism, so you discuss Buddhism with the poor monk in order to disturb the poor monk's state of mind and turmoil the cultivation cave."

The old macaque said with a smile.

The Purdue World Honored One sat cross-legged, noncommittal, and nodded acknowledgingly.

"You know, disturbing the poor monk is because of a cause, and it will eventually bear fruit in the future, and the cause and effect will add to the body, and you can't help yourself." The macaque said, there was a gentle breeze on the bluestone, blowing up the mountains and pines.

The old monk opened his mouth with a voice like a bell: "Buddhas are enlightened; Dharma is upright; monks are pure. Good and evil follow others. Misfortunes and blessings are caused by themselves. Now that the poor monk has made a choice, he has nothing to do. regret."

The Buddha lights of the two collided and entangled with each other, and there were words in their mouths, you and I said a word, and there was a conflict in peace.

However, World Honored Purdue's face gradually became serious, because he found that the old macaque's understanding of Buddhism was actually deeper than that of Master Xuanzhu, and he even had a self-understanding.

The state of mind is peaceful, and it is not disturbed by the impact of his words and Buddhist principles at all.

Suddenly.

The face of the old macaque's sharp-mouthed monkey changed slightly: "It seems that the Buddha's principles of the World Honored One are nothing more than this, and if you want to disturb the heart-refining cave, I'm afraid it's a mistake."

"Mr. An, you are already in the cave, and you clearly see your true heart, walk a thousand steps on foot, and ring the bell for a thousand steps."

After finishing the words, the old macaque folded his palms together and let out a long breath.

"It was...so easy."

In the Lianxin Grotto, the deafening sound of the bell suddenly exploded, and the bell was deafening, resounding every corner of Mount Emei, every temple and ancient temple.

The wind and clouds in the sky were torn apart, and all the clouds dissipated.

The World Honored One Purdue of Lianhua Temple looked shocked, the Buddha's light was turbulent for a while, and his mood was not peaceful.

impossible!
Pudu Shizun's heart was shaken, Lianhua Temple, as the rival of Ganye Temple, had a deep understanding of the heart-refining cave of Ganye Temple.

How long has it been, but only for a stick of incense, before An Le walks a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave?

This happiness...is the reincarnation of the Buddha? !

Master Xuanzhu, Master Suzhu, and Hua Jiebing, as practitioners of Ganye Temple, have all walked through the Heart Refining Cave, so they know the difficulty of the Heart Refining Cave.

But An Le has only been in the cave for a long time, and he walks a thousand steps on foot, and rings the thousand-step bell!

What kind of talent is this? !
Not just anyone who walks a thousand steps can provoke Zhong Pansheng, only those who walk a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave and set a record can be congratulated by Zhong Pan!
Master Xuanzhu actually believed that An Le could walk a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave, because as a practitioner of the Ten Realms, she could sense the threat An Le posed to her.

It is extraordinary that the Nine Realms can threaten the Ten Realms.

But she didn't know that An Le could complete the thousand-step walk so easily and quickly, causing the thousand-step clock to ring.

"Hurry up, he's too fast!" Master Xuanzhu was shocked and complicated.

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