Mirroring the changes

Chapter 568: Treasure Fusion

Golden light flashed, and suddenly Li Chen's body was filled with a surging Qi.

Bodhi monk Qi, swaying tree shadows.

Futian cassock, cause and effect round light.

Until the heart Qi Guizang Qiankun Zun appeared in front of his chest.

The golden light seemed to have finally found a place to vent, and it rushed towards the wine jar.

In a blink of an eye, the innate treasure bestowed by the Buddha went directly into Li Chen's Guizang Qiankun Zun!

And Li Chen only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next moment he felt that something seemed to take root in his body.

Looking inside the heart Qi, he found that the heart Qi, which originally only had one-third of the spiritual liquid, was completely full in the blink of an eye.

Swish~

The sun and the moon rose, and the sky and the earth hung upside down!

The Guizang Qiankun Zun seemed to have expanded many times.

From a clear wine jar, it turned into a pond with surging water.

The pond was misty, the water was gurgling, and there was a gathering of golden light of merit, and the roar of a giant dragon.

into a vast ocean.

‘Namo the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas at the Lengyan Assembly.

Namo the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas at the Lengyan Assembly.

The wonderful and immovable Lord of the Vajra, the King of the Lengyan is rare in the world. ’

The sound of Zen echoed between the peaks.

The monks were intoxicated and immersed in it.

But Li Chen opened his eyes in a trance.

The true energy in his body was rolling, and the external qi was steaming.

The outside was in the shape of a vase, and the inside was water waves.

In an instant, a golden light floated all over his body, as if it was a line connecting all, sewing together all that Li Chen had learned.

Six feet of golden light, infinite merits, Guizang water, and the mist of wine.

All gathered in the vase in an instant.

At the same time, the Jieyu mirror in the sea of consciousness also burst out with the golden light of enlightenment.

[‘Yan Luo’ heard the Buddha’s Zen sound and finally realized something. He took the hell mud plow as the body and the ten thousand feet of merit as the mind, and built the eighteenth level of hell - the scale pole hell! ]

Finally evolved successfully!

Before, when he was in the Vajra Temple, Li Chen learned the "Mud Plow Knife Technique" and awakened the fate of "Yan Luo".

Yan Luo built the Wujian dungeon derived from the "Wujian Seal Method" into eighteen levels of hell according to the eighteen styles of "Mud Plow Knife Technique".

But when he reached the eighteenth level, he couldn't continue anyway. Unexpectedly, it was finally built at this time.

The breakthroughs made Li Chen feel like he was reborn.

But there was no ripple in his heart.

In the end, he just chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

"The heart sect should be established."

In an instant, the auspicious clouds in the sky were all gone, the ten thousand feet of golden light was empty, the Zen sound returned to silence, and the pressure of the heavenly way disappeared.

From this moment, between heaven and earth, Buddhism has added another sect - the heart sect!

"Amitabha."

The monks benefited greatly from the series of heaven and earth phenomena.

This discussion of the Dao is better than decades of hard practice.

"Xin Zong?!"

"What a good name!"

Monk Xin Guang patted his big bald head, and the joy on his face could not be concealed.

"It's decided. From now on, I will be a disciple of Xin Zong!"

Monk Ying Hui, who was not far behind him, saw his action and felt a "thump" in his heart: It's over. I'm afraid that my uncle will really not go back with me this time.

The Dharma names of Nalanda Temple are divided according to "True Heart Responding to Things, Not Making Discriminations".

Monk Xin Guang is the uncle of Monk Ying Hui.

This time when he came to the Western Regions, Monk Ying Hui had another mission, which was to summon his uncle, Monk Xin Guang, back to Nalanda Temple.

Although this uncle had a strange temperament, he was the only disciple in Nalanda Temple who inherited the "Dharma Palm Sutra".

This time, he was summoned by the elders, and there must be something important to discuss, and he couldn't delay.

Monk Yinghui knew that Monk Xinguang had been fortune-telling for people in the alleys of Chanye City, waiting for an opportunity.

But when he went there, he was disappointed, and he didn't see him again until he met him at the auspicious Dharma Assembly.

'Uncle Xinguang suddenly came to the auspicious Dharma Assembly, could it be because of Master Lichen? '

'Could Master Lichen be the destined person that Uncle Xinguang mentioned? '

But when he saw Uncle Xinguang suddenly pat his big bald head, Yinghui's heart was half cold.

I guess Uncle Xinguang won't go back with me obediently this time~

Thinking of this, he was troubled and subconsciously raised his hand and patted his head.

It was exactly the same as Monk Xinguang's action just now.

Monk Ikkyu looked at the motionless figure on the high ground, and he actually felt a little bit of worship in his heart.

From the sea of sand to the Great Leiyin Temple, he really saw the profound Buddhist teachings of this killing Buddha.

Defeat the demons and argue with the monks.

No wonder Elder Naofeng wanted me to follow Lichen's lead and act with discretion.

The little resentment and grudge in my heart before disappeared at this moment.

"Xinzong!"

Monk Yixiu pursed his lips lightly, his eyes full of admiration.

Monk Wubian clasped his hands together, his face was as calm as water, and his heart was full of waves.

I didn't expect that this junior brother who was placed in the Shasheng Temple could successfully establish a sect!

I still remember that when we first met, Lichen suddenly sent me a message with the "Hanren Mantra".

I just knew that this junior brother had another connection with the Da Ci'en Temple.

When we came to the Da Leiyin Temple again, we met for the second time. I knew that the three hidden temples were taboos for Zen Buddhism, but I didn't expect that he could actually see through the true form of the "Ruinao Suanni Beast", thus breaking the conspiracy of Leiyin Buddhist and entering the guest house.

What was even more unexpected was that in the Zen competition after the debate, even though he faced the deliberate difficulties of the Da Leiyin Temple, he escaped danger.

Successfully won the position of "Established Monk", and then successfully established the sect with profound Buddhist teachings!

Six hundred years later, he became a high master!

Unconsciously, Wubian monk admired this junior brother.

In his heart, he subconsciously thought of the Zen poem he wrote: There is no Bodhi tree, and the bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing at all, so where can dust be raised!

Heart Sect!

Very appropriate!

Compared with Wubian monk's surprise, Guangming Buddhist son Yehui monk was much calmer.

"The one who is not afraid of the light of the little monk's heavenly eyes must be the reincarnation of my Buddha!"

Since he was defeated by Lichen last time, he knew that this killing Buddhist son was definitely not simple.

He is the only one who can reflect the light of the heavenly eyes, and he is also the one who made Yehui realize it for the first time in the light of the heavenly eyes.

That is why he chose to practice in the Killing Temple.

Heart Sect!

I should be a disciple!

Master Shandao of Xitian Temple, Master Hongren of Shiqiao Zen Temple, Master Tanluan of Qingtian Temple, Master Kuzhu of Kuxing Zen Temple, Master Laichan of Jinglian Temple, Master Yueyin of Baiyun Temple...

The extremely pious faces witnessed the birth of the Buddhist Heart Sect.

Except for the Leiyin Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple.

His wooden expression revealed a terrifying murderous intent, and his empty eyes seemed to have lost all humanity.

Why? Why?

I should be standing in that position!

Only the Leiyin Buddha of the Great Leiyin Temple, the eighth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is qualified to be the head of the Buddhist sect!

He reached out to cover his chest.

It hurts, it hurts a lot.

It's the pain of missing a good opportunity.

It's the pain of not achieving the goal.

It's the pain of being powerless.

Li Chen...I will never admit defeat!