MTL - Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price-Chapter 507 Succeeded Luo Han Guo bit

  Chapter 507 Succeeded in Arhat Fruit

  Inspiration Temple went straight to the sky, flying from the clouds towards Xiangxiang.

  Huang Ming pretended to clean the open space in front of the temple, but he was actually observing the situation and calming down his extremely nervous mood.

  When he saw farmers plowing fertile fields in the mountains and children playing and playing, he felt that Lingling Temple really had the kindness of Buddhism.

  The skeletons that can be buried in the mountains and forests prove that the road is full of blood.

  Huang Ming couldn't let go of the despair of his family's death at all, and the sense of guilt tormented his body and soul over and over again, making it difficult for him to sleep day and night.

  The temple vibrated, which was caused by a rapid fall at high speed.

  Huang Ming came back to his senses, let go of the broom and went to the temple to avoid being affected, but the people on the mountainside could only resign themselves to their fate.

  He felt that the Temple of Inspiration was deliberately avoiding danger, but the outside world was clearly filled with peace and tranquility, and there were not even many wild animals.

  Under the watchful eyes of the monks, Huang Ming bit the bullet and knelt in front of the statue.

   It was also praying, the voices of the other monks were full of fanaticism, and Huang Ming barely maintained a state of displeasure.

  Time passed, and it took nearly two years to go around thousands of miles before it was approaching.

  Huang Ming is somewhat guilty. In the Temple of Inspiration, he tries to minimize his sense of presence, and instead plays the role of a listener.

  Fude Dixian's heart-piercing roar resounded from the outside world.

  Liao Shan's face changed drastically, and the speed of Lingling Temple's flight decreased again and again, and the altitude was also close to the ground, for fear of being affected.

  He couldn't help but wonder, why is the destination of Arhat Sitting Deer here?

  Thinking of this, Liaoshan looked at Huang Ming with dark eyes, wondering if the other party had used some means to deceive the Buddha.

   "Abbot..."

  The novice rushed into the temple in a panic, and Liaoshan stood up involuntarily.

  He noticed that there were a large number of monks surrounding the door, and the monks looked into the distance silently, and Liao Shan immediately came to the open space.

  Huang Ming followed behind Shan, but when they saw the unimaginable golden light, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

  All the trees in a radius of a hundred miles turned into glazed glass, and a faint Buddhist aura permeated the air.

  In the center of Xiangxiang, you can also notice that there are dozens of statues surrounding something, and the scenery here is incredible.

  The monks were almost crazy. Since there is such a pure Buddha energy, it means that there is a Buddha nearby.

  They didn't know that most of Ren Qing's Buddhist aura covering Baili was an illusion simulated by the toe separation technique, and a small part was collected from the monks in the mirror world before.

  The Inspiration Temple hangs in the air, and the monks are chanting scriptures neatly.

  Ren Qing continued to perform the toe separation technique very cooperatively, and the Buddha's air turned the clouds into Buddha statues, as if approving their piety.

  After chanting the scriptures, the Inspiration Temple slowly fell to the ground.

   One monk after another walked down the mountain, and the moment he felt the breeze blowing on his face, in fact, paranoid diseases had already entered the Niwan Palace.

  The paranoid disease makes them unshakable once they decide on a certain idea.

  After the monks left the Inspiration Temple, it was the turn of ordinary people. However, in order to prevent the latter from causing disasters when they escaped, the iron chains were directly inserted into the ankles to connect them together.

  Ren Qing stood on the top of the mountain, watching tens of thousands of people pacing like prisoners, and showed no mercy to Song Zongwu's fellow disciples.

  Some people, even if they use the toe separation technique to change their xinxing, the essence is hopeless.

  With a thought in his mind, subtle changes appeared in the glazed mountain forest, leading the monks towards the forbidden zone of longevity.

  The monk's mentality became unbalanced, and even the Yangshen realm couldn't resist.

  Ren Qing's toe-off technique, which was blessed by the cracks in the heavenly way, was not something that the Yangshen realm could resist. Even the abbot with the highest cultivation base fell into the trap after only being awake for more than half an hour.

  There is no sign of riots in the sitting deer Buddha Qi. I don't know what method the unknown ascetic monk used.

  The monks had forgotten their intentions when they came to Xiangxiang, and they walked kneeling and kneeling, as if the path under their feet was a shortcut to becoming a Buddha.

  They didn't notice at all that the people around them were becoming fewer and fewer.

  Ren Qing took the people into the world in his stomach, and found that they came from more than a dozen different regions, so he placed them in the north and south of the world.

   Whether it can develop or not has nothing to do with Ren Qing, he just wants to supplement the ecology.

   "Buddha Light!!"

  Liao Shan didn't have the majesty of the abbot, shouted loudly, and then rushed towards the group of Buddha statues like a spoiled child.

  All the monks rushed to run, but Huang Ming stood there inexplicably.

  In Huang Ming's eyes, he only saw an ordinary dry well, but the rest of the monks found that there is a Buddha's light that leads to the Western Paradise.

  The monk jumped into the dry well, and soon Huang Ming was the only one around.

   Immediately afterwards, the glazed mountain forest gradually turned back to ordinary vegetation, the Buddha spirit disappeared, and the movements of birds and beasts sounded again.

  KaKaKaKa…

  Huang Ming's whole body was stiff, and the Buddha statue sitting around the dry well started to move. The strange and inexplicable expression made people shudder.

  The Buddha statue turned its head and murmured a strange tone.

  Then the Buddha statues got into the dry well one after another in very awkward postures. A few sparrows flew by and stayed by the well for a while.

  Huang Ming stepped back subconsciously, and then saw Ren Qing's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

  Ren Qing threw Huang Ming into the Wuwei City in the world in his stomach. How to survive in the city depends on his own ability, at least not starving to death.

  Wuwei City is full of teahouses, taverns, theaters... even if you are a beggar, you can live comfortably.

  Ren Qing came to the forbidden zone of longevity, standing on the top of Xiaoleiyin Temple as if watching a play, and looked at the monks walking towards the Buddhist temple.

  The Xiaoleiyin Temple he built is much grander than the one in Journey to the West.

  The endless golden bricks are covered with clouds, and you can look up at the sun, and the small Leiyin Temple in the distance is even more colorful.

  Rows of more than 100 meters of Arhat Buddha statues stand on both sides, chanting the content of the Great Mercy Maitreya Sutra stiffly and rigidly.

  The monks, including Shan, have long been fascinated by the Little Leiyin Temple, and they didn't notice at all. As the piety in their hearts intensified, the Buddha spirit in their bodies was stripped away little by little.

  The Buddhist aura of the monk belongs to the Sitting Deer Arhat, which contains a lot of remnant souls.

  Ren Qing used Menghua to restrain the Buddha Qi, and could feel that the Buddha Qi of Sitting Deer seemed to lose his wisdom, so he didn't resist his banning method at all.

   Just as the monks came to the gate of Xiaoleiyin Temple, a deep voice sounded.

  “There are eight sufferings in human beings. Birth is suffering, old age is suffering, illness is suffering, death is suffering, meeting hatred and hatred is suffering, being separated from love is suffering, not getting what you want is suffering, and the five aggregates are suffering.”

  "Only by emptying the body and mind can people escape from disasters, and when disasters leave the body, all disasters will be turned into dust."

   "May I wish to become a Buddha..."

  The gate opened, and a thousand-meter-long Buddha sat cross-legged in the temple, surrounded by hundreds of Bodhisattvas, as if listening to the Tathagata.

   "Buddha, wish!"

  While caring too much about goodness, he was already dazzled by greed, and quickly knelt down in front of Ruo Lai, most of the Buddha spirit from his body was removed.

  His old face is full of longing, after all, he will die in less than a hundred years.

  The monks knelt down one after another, but a few Yangshen Realm faintly sensed that something was wrong, and chose to stand still with fear.

  Ren Qing controlled the ghost, and sent the life-prolonging elixir into Shan's stomach.

  Old Shan's face was flushed, and his whole body could not help itching unbearably. The flesh and blood scratched with his nails was bloody, and the new skin grew along with it.

  The eyebrows turned from gray to pure black, and the wrinkles were erased, as if she was decades younger.

   Several monks couldn't stand the temptation and fell to their knees. The scattered Buddha energy rushed to Menghua, and there were countless souls mixed in it.

  If you come to recite the scriptures again, even if Ren Qing doesn't know a little bit of Buddhist principles, you will be able to hear and see a lot from the great compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva.

  In order for Ruo Lai to have a deterrence above the Yang God Realm, he specially refined it with the corpse of a wine and meat Taoist, carrying the aura of the Heavenly Paradise Realm.

  The current refining progress of the wine and meat Taoist is barely enough, all thanks to the Buddha's energy emanating from Menghua to support the scene, but it is definitely enough to bluff people.

   Soon, the monks of Lingling Temple all fell under Ruolai of Xiaoleiyin Temple, sitting reverently on futons in the corner listening to the Dharma.

  Ren Qing can use the time when their bodies and souls are relaxed to extract the Buddha Qi.

  The Little Leiyin Temple is more effective than imagined. The monk's underwear was stripped without even noticing it, and he was still intoxicated by the nonsense of if he came.

  Ren Qing had an extra wooden box in his hand, in which most of the sitting deer Buddha spirits were imprisoned, and then he left the restricted area of ​​longevity.

  He didn't want to damage the restricted area because of the Buddha Qi riot, after all, there was still a fairy seat buried.

  The world in the stomach is even less likely to take the risk of accommodating the Buddha Qi. After much deliberation, you can only check the fruit position from the outside world, and the risk is the smallest.

  Ren Qing continued to dive for a thousand meters, and stopped when he reached about three thousand meters underground.

  Ghosting dug a cave of more than ten square meters, with dream flowers all over the place, for fear that the Buddha's energy would leak out and be discovered by those true immortals.

  Ren Qing probed into the wooden box with his consciousness, and immediately saw the vast Buddha energy.

  However, the state of Buddha Qi is a bit weird, burning like a flame, and its color is constantly changing between dark gold and fiery red.

  Ren Qing just watched for a few breaths, and the flames formed a cylindrical shape. A large number of souls floated up and down, melting like candles, and the three souls and seven souls re-condensed in the blink of an eye.

  His eyes ached, and he immediately withdrew his consciousness.

"Candle?"

  Ren Qing thought of the ancient lamp-burning Buddha that he glimpsed by accident. The latter is like a half-melted candle, and it is likely to be an alternative "naturalization of heaven".

  He frowned, the unknown ascetic definitely wanted to use this to tell some secrets.

  Ren Qing checked the wooden box carefully and was sure that it was an ordinary magic weapon. It was tougher at most, and it was impossible to seal the sitting deer Buddha Qi.

   Explain that the method of the unknown ascetic monk should act on the sitting deer Buddha itself.

  He opened his mouth and exhaled strong Yin Qi, exposing the cultivation base of the Heavenly Paradox Realm, completely covering the cave without leaving any gaps.

  The wooden box was opened a little, but the Buddha Qi was still calm and burning like a flame.

  Ren Qing used the dream flower to draw out a trace of Buddhist aura, which is indeed a trace of the heavenly transformation.

  As soon as the Buddha Qi left the wooden box, it was like a little spark flying outside, and it soon showed a tendency to fall apart.

  Ren Qing gathers the Buddha energy in it, and the blood-red candlelight floats in the cave, wanting to go to the outside world sealed by Yin Qi.

  He used various methods to test the bright red candle, and as a result, any object that was close to the turbid fire would dissolve inexplicably.

  Ren Qing approached the turbid fire with the Great Mercy Buddha Qi he had collected before, and the candle flame actively blended into it, causing the Buddha Qi to burn.

  He tried to arouse the sitting deer Buddha's energy again, but there was no response from the candle.

  The Buddhist fruit position seems to have a very special ability, which is to graft the heavenly transformation to the upper Buddha, so that in the end all the heavenly transformations are concentrated on the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp.

  Accurately speaking, there may be some connection between the Buddhist fruit status?

  Is the fruit position replicable?

  Some means by the nameless ascetic monk caused the Sitting Deer Arhat to be unable to transfer the heavenly transformation, and the madness was shared by the soul, while the Buddha's energy fell into a deep sleep.

  As long as Ren Qing carefully separates the Buddha Qi, there is no threat at all to sit on the Buddha Qi.

  (end of this chapter)