sinovels Chapter 663 Lingshan is in your heart
Chapter 663 Lingshan is in your heart
Chi You cursed and cursed, as if he was still resenting the corpse ancestor for taking his head.
But his head is immortal, even if it is taken by the corpse ancestor, just find an opportunity to take it back directly in the future.
"Do you want me to help you?" Chi You asked.
"No, I'm going to Dalin Temple to find out. If I can really find out the secret of life and death in Dalin Temple, all the sacrifices will be worth it. Besides, do you think mere heart nails can lock me?" Cui Yu said lightly.
Cuanxin nails can nail Cui Yu's own supernatural powers, but they can't nail Cui Yu's Gonggong real body.
Cui Yu stored all the demonic blood of Gong Gong in Gong Gong's avatar, so long as Cui Yu needed it, he could transform into Gong Gong's real body and release the bondage at any time.
Cui Yu is now very worried about Xiang Caizhu's safety, if he can steal the life and death book in Dalin Temple, everything will be worth it.
Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind. He didn't know how much time had passed in the Fumo cassock, and he didn't know how long it had been. Suddenly, a light shone in front of his eyes.
Daelinji temple!
The entrance is a clean place, the sound of chanting sutras in the mountains, and the rich incense turns into a blue smoke, which directly penetrates into the clouds from the yard.
Dalin Temple is not very big, there are only three gates and more than [-] main halls.
At this moment, the three of them were standing in front of the gate of Dalin Temple. There was a young novice cleaning the fallen leaves in the forest. After seeing the eighteen arhats, they put their hands together and bowed eleven, and then continued to clean the fallen leaves on the steps.
"Let's go." Jiang Long urged.
"This is the Dalin Temple?" Cui Yu walked into the gate of the Dalin Temple, and saw monks doing their homework at the entrance. Although they looked energetic, they didn't seem to be cultivated.
"This is just a separate courtyard of Dalin Temple in the mortal world. It is a place for entertaining monks from all walks of life, transmitting information with the court, and making it convenient for believers to burn incense and worship." Jianglong Luohan said.
Hearing this, Cui Yu suddenly realized that the real location of Dalin Temple was obscured and no one could see it, so naturally he wanted to leave his disciples to pass on the information.
"This time I came to the base camp of Dalin Temple, I don't know if I can take the opportunity to pass on Mahayana Buddhism. If I can steal the base camp of Dalin Temple and fool all the monks in Dalin Temple into practicing Mahayana Buddhism, then it can be said to be of great merit. .” A thought flashed in Cui Yu’s mind.
Dalin Temple can survive under the oppression of the Great Zhou Court and Qi practitioners, which shows how powerful it is.If you can ask Dalin Temple to spread Buddhism, it will be very effective in spreading Mahayana Buddhism.
Countless thoughts flickered in Cui Yu's mind, and he looked at the Dalin Temple. The whole temple was indeed ordinary, and all the monks were still at the level of muscles, bones and skin, so they could only be called mortal bodies.
"Where is the secret place of Dalin Temple?" Cui Yu sized him up curiously, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
He really didn't find any fluctuations in the power of space around Dalin Temple, but felt that the flowers, plants, trees, mountains, rivers and rivers around Dalin Temple were extremely beautiful, full of an indescribable spirituality.
"The Lingshan Pagoda is in your heart, and the Lingshan is in your heart." Jianglong Luohan replied mysteriously, leading Cui Yu all the way to the backyard, and commanded two novice monks at the level of bone forging:
"Take him to take a bath and fast, and he can't eat anything for seven days."
"You are torturing prisoners, which is not in line with the spiritual dogma of Buddhism." Cui Yu quit immediately when he heard that he would starve for seven days.
"Your body is full of the turbid air of the world of mortals, and the filth of the world of mortals is circulating in your body. How can you go to the Holy Land of Lingshan? Only by bathing and fasting to wash away the air of mortals from your body can you enter the secret area of Lingshan." The arhat raised his bowl and returned. Sentence: "You have swallowed my Dalin Temple's Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, but you still think about how to give a satisfactory explanation to the elders of Dalin Temple after entering Dalin Temple. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will never be able to leave the Holy Land of Lingshan .”
Eighteen Arhats ignored Cui Yu after speaking, but left in a hurry.
Cui Yu was brought to a side hall by two novice monks, and a novice brought a bucket of hot water for Cui Yu to wash.
After Cui Yu finished washing, another novice sent a yellow cassock and monk's robe. Cui Yu looked at the cassock and monk's robe, and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not a monk, why did you give me the monk's robe?"
The little monk clasped his hands together: "Believers, we don't have the clothes of outsiders here, please forgive me."
Cui Yu looked at his original clothes, they were all dusty and dusty, and the cuts on them were still stained with blood, obviously broken.
Cui Yu reluctantly changed into the monk's robe, not to mention that after changing into the monk's robe, Cui Yu seemed to have a different aura.
Cui Yu frowned, and there was a strange look in his eyes.
Not to mention, wearing the golden monk's robe is a different kind of experience, but the bun on the top of the head looks a bit nondescript.
"Believers, the Great Master has told you that after you wash up, you have to recite this scripture for seven days, and you need to write this scripture three hundred times sincerely." The little novice took out a scripture from his sleeve, and handed it over respectfully. In front of Cui Yu.
Cui Yu frowned when he heard this: "I'm not a monk, what scriptures are I reciting? What scriptures are I copying?"
"Benefactor, if you want to enter the Holy Land of Lingshan, this is inevitable. You must copy the scriptures sincerely and have a trace of Buddha's spirit on your body before you can enter the Holy Land of Lingshan. Otherwise, even if a great mage takes you in, you They will also be blocked by the Holy Land of Lingshan." The little novice explained respectfully to Cui Yu.
The little novice was very respectful, even Cui Yu could not lose his temper.
"I don't want to enter the holy land of Laoshizi Lingshan. You arrested me and want me to cooperate with you to enter the holy land of Lingshan? It's a good idea!" Cui Yu couldn't help but spit, and directly read the scriptures Pick it up and tear it up.
The little novice was neither sad nor happy, just lowered his head and silently put away the damaged scriptures carefully with his sleeves, his movements were gentle as if he was touching the supreme sacred thing.
"You bastard, where did you come from? You dare to slander the Dharma, and you quickly knelt down and apologized to the scriptures."
At this moment, an angry voice sounded, Cui Yu followed the voice and saw two figures standing outside the hall at some point.
One black and one white, one old and one young.
The aura of the man in black is as profound as the sea, and Cui Yu can't see the other party's state.Mo Yang, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in white, was standing outside the hall angrily scolding Cui Yu. Looking at the scriptures all over the floor, it seemed that his supreme faith had been trampled on, and his eyes were full of anger.
Cui Yu glanced at the man in black, then turned his head to look at the man in white, his eyes were full of strangeness: "I tore up my scriptures, what are you doing?"
"If you tear up the scriptures, you are insulting the Buddha and the Dharma! Now kneel down and apologize to the scriptures, and I will spare your life. Otherwise..." The boy in white had cold eyes.
"Otherwise what?" Cui Yu asked unhurriedly.
"Otherwise today is your day of death, and you have to be buried with the scriptures." The young man in white said humanely.
Cui Yu's pupils shrank when he heard this: "You want to kill me?"
"That's right! If you don't apologize, I can only kill you, a bastard who slanders the law." The eyes of the young man in white were full of coldness.
Cui Yu's heart turned cold when he heard this: "For a scripture, you actually want to kill me?"
"You dare to compare your own life with the scriptures, you really don't know the heights of heaven and earth." The young man sneered, his eyes full of contempt.
Hearing this, Cui Yu took a deep breath: "Crazy! It's just crazy!"
He had plans in the temple, and he didn't want to cause trouble. He didn't bother to argue with this idiot, so he turned around and was about to walk into the hall.
"Stop for me." The young man roared angrily.
Cui Yu ignored it and continued to walk forward, but the next moment there was a sound of piercing in the back of his head, and a gust of wind hit Cui Yu across the void, directly hitting the back of Cui Yu's head.
"Looking for death." Cui Yu felt the evil wind blowing from the back of his head, his pupils shrank involuntarily, the other party obviously made a death move.
Although Cui Yu's supernatural power has been suppressed, his physical body is perfect, even if he does not mobilize his supernatural power, he still has a strength of 12 jin.
He suddenly turned his head around, grabbed the young man's arm, and showed a look of ferocity in his eyes: "You want to kill me? I have no grievances with you, and you want to kill me?"
"Be careful."
The black-clothed old man at the side saw that Cui Yu had caught the oncoming fist wind with his bare hands, his pupils shrank involuntarily, and he wanted to save him, but it was too late.
Hearing Cui Yu's whole body roaring, the next moment his fist was powerful, hitting the young man's chest.
"Bang~"
The young man flew upside down and landed outside the main hall. His whole body exploded and turned into blood mist. He couldn't die anymore.
Cui Yu's fists are supernatural powers, and his strength is the law.
The simplest law of force can exert the most overbearing power.
"Xun'er! You are looking for death!" The old man looked at the young man who had turned into a blood mist, his eyes were full of grief and shock, his eyes were scarlet, and he rushed towards Cui Yu in the next moment.
With a punch, Cui Yu's pupils shrank with the sound of wind and thunder: "The combat power of the Baichi realm? And is it a bloodline?"
Cui Yu's mere physical strength cannot subdue the powerful Bai Chi. Cui Yu must mobilize his supernatural powers to fight against him.
Cui Yu's pupils shrank, his eyes were full of horror, looking at the punching wind, he was considering whether to mobilize the power of Gong Gong, or throw Chi You out, when suddenly a Buddha's call sounded, and golden yellow flowers bloomed in the hall. The lotus flower bloomed, and countless petals blocked Cui Yu's body, forming a barrier.
"Bang~"
The old man's fist landed on the lotus in front of Cui Yu, but was blocked by the lotus in the sky.
"Sit still Arhat!" The old man looked at the man who appeared in the golden flower and blocked Cui Yu's body, his face was extremely ugly: "This man killed my grandson, and he must pay with blood."
Even if the person in front of him is one of the eighteen arhats of Dalin Temple, he will never back down.
One of the eighteen arhats - sitting meditation arhat.
At this time, standing in front of Cui Yu, he looked at the old man opposite him with a pair of eyes: "Xuan Yong, you can't kill this young man."
"Why can't it be killed?" Xuan Yong's expression was cold: "Could it be that my Xuan family's contribution to Dalin Temple is not worth this person's life?"
The sitting Luohan shook his head: "He is a criminal ordered by the imperial court. If you kill him here, I, Dalin Temple, will not be able to turn over to the imperial court."
"Death criminal?" Xuan Yong was stunned for a moment, and then said: "So what can I do? If you offend me, today I will cut him into pieces. If the court asks for responsibility, I will take it wholeheartedly."
Sitting quietly, Luohan looked at the stubborn old man and couldn't help scratching his head: "He has eaten the golden pill of ten thousand calamities, are you sure he can hold it?"
"What?" Xuan Yong was taken aback when he heard the words, his eyes were full of shock.
"That's right, this person has swallowed a Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations. You should know the importance of the matter by now, right? No one can kill him before meeting the host." Said the meditation Luohan.
"Could it be that my grandson died in vain?" Xuan Yong's expression turned ugly.
It can be seen that the relationship between Xuanyong and Dalin Temple is extraordinary, even facing one of the Eighteen Arhats who is sitting in meditation, they will never shrink back.
Hearing this, the sitting meditation Arhat glanced at the blood in the courtyard, and the next moment he waved his sleeves, the blood and meat in the yard turned into a meat ball and fell into the hands of the sitting meditation Arhat: "Don't worry, I'm from Dalin Temple Don’t you know the means? As long as it’s listed in the book of life and death, before the name is outlined, he is immortal.”
"You go to the secret territory to meet the host first." Sitting Meditation Arhat said unhurriedly.
Xuan Yong's complexion changed when he heard the words, as if he had thought of something, he stopped talking, but after giving Cui Yu a hard look, he turned and disappeared in front of the main hall.
"Who are they? Even if you are called eighteen arhats, you should be afraid?" Cui Yu asked curiously, his voice full of surprise.
"You got into big trouble this time. This person is a big man. You and he have formed a karma, and you will definitely be in trouble in the future. Even if you escape the calamity of the golden elixir, you will definitely perish in his hands .”
Hearing this, Cui Yu glanced at the Sitting Arhat: "Although I have swallowed the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities, do you still have to kill in Dalin Temple?"
"Who said that killing is prohibited in my Dalin Temple?" Sitting Jing Luohan looked at Cui Yu in surprise.
Cui Yu was stunned when he heard the words, and then quickly realized that Hinayana Buddhism does not practice compassion but only the golden body, and of course there is no dogma prohibiting killing.
A thought turned in Cui Yu's mind. In another world, he had also heard the comparison between Mahayana Buddhism and Theravada Buddhism.
The so-called Mahayana Buddhism refers to the Buddhism that came from China and Tianzhu.
Hinayana Buddhism is the Lagong religion, not only does not prohibit killing, but also divides people into different classes, using human skin and head as utensils.
Cui Yu looked at the Sitting Arhat, and suddenly sighed, with a compassionate expression: "What a pity, what a pity!"
"What a pity?" Sitting quietly Luohan looked at Cui Yu with a surprised expression, attracted by Cui Yu's sudden pity.
"Isn't it a pity that you have gone astray and don't know it?" Cui Yu said calmly.
Now there is only one person sitting in meditation here, isn't it the best time to brainwash the other party and spread Mahayana Buddhism?
Coupled with Xuan Yong's interference, if you don't preach at this time, when will you wait?