My life of martial arts training

Under the tree.

Shen Yuan held his breath and concentrated, while guarding against the Buddha's conspiracy. Although the chance of the other party doing so was very small, he had to guard against it.

Under the great formation of the wheel of cause and effect, his soul perception continued to expand, and illusory lines appeared one after another.

I don't know how many lines extended from his body, some of which were constantly solidifying, and some were gradually collapsing.

This is the cause and effect between him and others. As long as a person is born, it is impossible for there to be no cause and effect. Moreover, he has met so many friends and enemies along the way, and these are all the cause and effect caused by him.

To cut off a cause and effect line is not as simple as killing ten clans, it takes a lot of energy.

Although Shen Yuan could not see who was at the other end of the cause and effect line, he could simply identify it from the direction of the cause and effect line.

There are the most cause and effect lines in the north, followed by the west, and there are also many in the east. What surprised him most was.

There are also some in the south, and the lines are solid and thick, which obviously have a deep cause and effect relationship with him.

Under the blessing of the causal wheel formation, the causal lines on his body seemed to be fed by some kind of power, and all of them were condensing and growing.

After the causal lines were enlarged, the causal relationship between him and others would also become larger. Under the arrangement of fate, the two might meet each other, but there were too many uncertainties.

Even if it was enlarged a hundred times or a thousand times, An Hongti would not come to Mingfuzhou to find him, because she knew it was unrealistic.

But the aliens didn't say that. They would really come along the causal line to trouble Shen Yuan, just like being marked by aliens. Even if they were thousands of miles apart, they would come to kill you.

The causal lines on his body were enlarged about ten times, and the inexplicable power disappeared, and the causal wheel formation ended.

Open your eyes and stand up.

"How is it, my friend Zhu Xiao?" Xu Xuan asked with a nervous mood.

"It's okay." Shen Yuan didn't feel anything wrong.

"That's good."

Xu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. If there is no problem, there is no problem. Next, just wait patiently.

"What do I need to do next?" Shen Yuan asked.

"You don't need to do anything. Go wherever you want. Follow your inner thoughts as long as you don't leave Mingfozhou." Xu Xuan said with a smile.

Fate will arrange Shen Yuan and Guifo together at the right time and place.

Too much manipulation will change the outcome.

"Is that so?"

Shen Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Then go to the Sutra Pavilion of your temple to have a look."

Xu Xuan nodded without hesitation: "Yes, except for the fundamental sutras, the rest of the sutras are free to view, not only in Xumi Temple, but also in other temples."

"Thank you, Master." Shen Yuan looked surprised. He didn't expect Xumi Temple to be so generous, or they had this plan long ago.

After leaving Bodhisattva Valley, he immediately entered the Sutra Pavilion.

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Sutra Pavilion.

Many Xumi Temple disciples looked at the completely different figure on the side.

"The 'immovable' in the Acalanatha Mantra contains a state of mind as heavy and solid as a mountain, which can be used as a nutrient for the hegemon's body."

Shen Yuan put down the sutra in his hand. He had been in the Sutra Library for three days. In three days, he read hundreds of sutras.

Even with his soul strength, he couldn't help feeling a little tired.

Reading and checking these sutras requires the consumption of 'intention', that is, mental power.

Although he does not practice Buddhism, he can learn from the principles in them. He can polish jade with the stones of other mountains.

"Hmm?"

Thinking of this, Shen Yuan suddenly felt that Tian Yangzi's goal was not so simple, and he might even covet these sutras.

"Almost, I have read most of the superior sutras. If I continue to dawdle, Xumi Temple will drive me away." He stretched and walked out of the Sutra Library.

Swish!

Unlike other buildings, the Sutra Library is located in a quiet forest, with only nine floors, and some of the outer walls are still detached.

An old monk wearing a patched grey robe and holding a broom in his hand was sweeping the fallen leaves.

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes, thinking of those high monks who liked to keep a low profile, holding a broom and wandering around all day.

He stepped forward and asked, "Master."

The old monk bowed to him and smiled, "Donor, have you gained anything from the three days of study?"

His face was old, his muscles were loose, and he looked like a clerk with no trace of practice. He was no different from those chores.

His monk's robe was also full of patches and washed white, only his eyes were emitting a little light.

"It is worthy of being a thousand-year-old temple, and the harvest is great." Shen Yuan said honestly.

"That's good." The old monk smiled and continued to sweep the floor.

"I don't know how many years the master has been studying Buddhism and understanding the scriptures." Shen Yuan said.

"I became a monk halfway through my life, about 152 years." The old monk stopped what he was doing and replied.

"How is Buddhism?"

"It's barely acceptable."

"I want to go to Jinglian Temple. Would you like to go with me?" Shen Yuan asked.

"Why did you choose me?" the old monk asked in confusion.

"I like you." Shen Yuan was telling the truth. He would invite the other party regardless of whether he was a high-ranking monk or not.

Although the contents of the scriptures were remembered in his mind, it was not so easy to comprehend them. Someone had to explain it to him.

"Okay." The old monk patted the dust off his body, put down the broom, and left with Shen Yuan.

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"How did he see that?" Xu Xuan showed a look of astonishment on his face.

Xu Yan also looked puzzled.

The two glanced to the side.

"It's not me." Dali Moyin said coldly.

This old monk is none other than the contemporary god refiner of Xumi Temple, Yongye Ancient Buddha.

"Is it really a coincidence?" The two looked at each other. Since Dali Moyin said it was not him, it was not him.

Yongye's identity, let alone Shen Yuan, even those disciples who often go in and out of the Sutra Library don't know, mainly because he hasn't appeared for nearly a hundred years and has been concentrating on practicing Buddhism.

Except for a few people, no one knows his identity at all.

"Since he has Yongye Venerable as a companion, there is no need for us to follow him secretly." Dali Moyin said calmly.

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No matter what Xuxuan and the others think, Shen Yuan has already left the secret realm with the old monk.

They are riding the unique spiritual beast of Xumi Temple, the two-headed flying lion.

Although it is a trip, if you really rely on ordinary horses, it will take at least ten days or half a month to get to Jingxin Temple. By then, the flowers will be cold, and there is no point in reading the scriptures.

On the way, Shen Yuan was constantly comprehending the Acalanatha Mantra. If he didn't understand something, he would ask the old monk.

The old monk was indeed very capable. He could interpret all the questions asked and even draw inferences from them.

The Acalanatha of Buddhism refers to a strong and unshakable compassionate heart that can avoid the invasion of external objects, and also has physical training.

What Shen Yuan had to do was to take the "immovable" and make his body as immovable as a mountain.

"Donor, what do you think Buddhism is?" The old monk asked when he saw Shen Yuan lost in thought.

"Save yourself." Shen Yuan said without hesitation.