After being tested by the red-faced old man, Bai Shaoheng never sent any masters to the North Courtyard again.
It was as if all this had never happened,
And Ding Xiaoyi was also happy to be quiet, and he slept comfortably.
Don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves missing you.
Even after this trial, everything was peaceful that night.
But Ding Xiaoyi knew that Bai Shaoheng would not be reconciled.
But even if Bai Shaoheng is unwilling, Ding Xiaoyi is not afraid of him.
The next day,
The sun shines brightly,
The pagoda temple was shrouded in a brilliant glow.
The rays of rays of light are just like the divine light of the Buddha, reflecting the Buddha's energy in Futu Mountain, making it mysterious and dense.
"Dong, dong,...",
A burst of ethereal and melodious Buddhist bells rang.
The sound of the Buddha bell struck everyone's hearts like a burst of Buddha's voice.
The sound of the Buddha's bell has unique penetrating power, directly hitting the depths of people's souls.
The sound of the Buddha’s bell purifies the ordinary mind,
The rays of light sweep away the dust.
In this pagoda temple where the Buddha's light shines,
A unique sense of tranquility and tranquility suddenly surged into their hearts, and everyone was awakened by the long and ethereal sound of Buddhist bells.
Most of the visitors are practitioners, and they are fine even if they don't need to sleep.
However, they found that they fell into a deep sleep inexplicably when they came to the guest room in the Buddha Temple.
And the long and ethereal sound of the bell was like a Buddha's visit, pulling them back from their sleep.
And they also felt a surge of comfort throughout their bodies.
This pagoda temple can actually purify their noisy hearts.
Especially after the Buddhist bells rang,
Their spiritual platform was shaken, and an indescribable sense of comfort arose spontaneously.
Ding Xiaoyi also woke up from his sleep. He didn't expect that he would sleep so hard.
If it hadn't been for the long and ethereal Buddhist bells ringing, he thought he would have fallen into a relaxed sleep.
There is a mysterious atmosphere in the pagoda temple.
This breath could purify the hustle and bustle in his heart and give him a moment of peace.
His body and mind seemed to have fallen into an ethereal state.
In this state,
No pressure, no killing,
There are no arguments or worldly worries.
And it seemed that at that moment, he had the urge to become a monk in Futu Temple.
If it weren't for the instinctive resistance of his sword spirit,
Let him wake up from this delicate state, and he felt that he would probably become a member of the monks of Futu Temple.
The Buddha bell is filled with endless Zen meaning,
It can be said that the sound of the Buddha's bell turns into the sound of Zen, and the ethereal mist rises from the clouds.
I dreamed of a pagoda for one day, and I couldn't help but want to become a Buddha.
"Get up quickly, the Demon Slayer Tournament has begun."
A burst of messy footsteps reached Ding Xiaoyi's ears.
But he smiled casually, and the Demon Slaying Conference finally began.
"Good morning, Master Huiyuan",
After Ding Xiaoyi walked out of the room, he saw the little monk Huiyuan.
But little monk Huiyuan seemed to be in a heavy mood, not as relaxed as yesterday.
"Good morning, Donor Ding",
Monk Huiyuan bowed his head and greeted Ding Xiaoyi.
"Master Huiyuan, has the Demon Slaying Convention begun?"
Ding Xiaoyi also noticed the solemn expression on the young monk's face and couldn't help but ask in a solemn voice.
"Exactly, if Donor Ding is interested, you can go and have a look."
Monk Huiyuan said to Ding Xiaoyi in a deep voice.
After saying that, he left directly, apparently to inform other guests.
All living beings suffer, all
All life is equal.
Ding Xiaoyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw the slightly forlorn figure.
What happened to the tiger demon is really disappointing.
But there was nothing he could do, he was just a bystander.
pagoda temple,
A temporary demon-slaying square was built, and the demon-slaying square is right in front of the main hall of the Buddha Temple. The square is very large, and the ground is paved with huge stones.
Ding Xiaoyi arrived relatively late, so naturally he didn't have time to visit the pagoda temple.
And he didn't know where the main hall of the Buddha Temple, the Main Hall, was, so he had to follow the crowd through several hills to the central area of the Buddha Temple.
When he arrived at the Demon-Slaying Square, he found that the Demon-Slaying Square was already full of people.
There is a huge tower suspended in the sky above the demon-slaying square paved with huge stones.
And that huge tower is the Pagoda.
From the conversations of people around me, I learned that the pagoda is an immortal weapon, and the Buddha's light it emits can purify everything.
Ding Xiaoyi looked up at the pagoda that emitted the mysterious Buddha light, but he didn't know whether the pagoda or the Buddhist lantern in his Qiankun bag was more powerful.
It was full of people and lively.
The Demon Slayer Square was filled with practitioners watching the excitement.
But Ding Xiaoyi stood among the crowd like a drop of water falling into the river, inconspicuous at all.
"Brother Ding, why don't you think about it again? The eldest son is very sincere."
Zhang Jianchao saw Ding Xiaoyi, he squeezed through the crowd, and then said to Ding Xiaoyi.
"Brother Zhang, there is no need to mention this matter again. Please thank your eldest son."
Ding Xiaoyi smiled casually and still refused.
But Zhang Jianchao's face darkened, and he left the crowd again.
The rising sun rises in the east,
The rising sun was like a sword splitting the sky and splitting the earth, turning the snowy sky into countless bright red clouds.
And under the Buddha's light, the Buddha Temple is even more mysterious.
"Amitabha……",
Amidst the noise of the crowd, a loud bell-like voice sounded.
I saw several monks wearing cassocks slowly appearing on the high platform in front of the Demon Slayer Square.
There are old monks with long eyebrows and white beards, middle-aged monks who are as majestic and strong as a mountain with angry eyes, and ordinary monks with kind and harmonious faces.
A total of four monks slowly appeared from the void on the high platform of the Demon Slayer Square.
And as the Buddha's name sounded, the noisy square instantly became quiet.
"The poor monk Jingkong is the abbot of this temple."
An old monk with a face full of Buddha's light introduced to everyone.
The other three monks smiled and said nothing, as if they had no intention of introducing themselves.
"This temple publishes hero posts widely. Firstly, it is to let everyone witness that the evildoer who has harmed Futu Mountain for a long time has been captured by this temple. Secondly, in response to the kindness of all the powerful people in Shangzhou, this temple wants to purify this evildoer into a relic, and the relic You donors also know the value of the child."
"Regarding the issue of the ownership of this relic, this temple has made the following decisions. First, donors can bid, and the highest bidder will get this relic. Of course, if you have other solutions, please handle it yourself, and this temple will not Interference. If this relic can benefit one party, it is the blessing of that relic."
The abbot of the Buddha Temple, the monk Jingkong, said a lot of truths on the high platform.
It's nothing more than promoting the philosophy of Buddhism, such clichés as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately.
Ding Xiaoyi was also very confused as to why the tiger demon had to be purified by the pagoda.
But he didn't get the chance to put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, which made him very confused.
The abbot of the Buddha Temple was surrounded by layers of mysterious Buddha light, each layer of Buddha light having a different color.
But Ding Xiaoyi couldn't see through the cultivation of the monk who presided over Qingkong.
The Jingzi family of Futu Temple is considered very high.
seniority.
The upper part of the Jing generation is the Ming generation, and the lower part is Hui, Jue and Ji.
The young monk Huiyuan was only one generation shorter than the abbot of Futu Temple. There were also seniors named Jue and Ji below Hui.
The pagoda temple hosts two Vajras, the Three Ming Kings and the Four Arhats, which shows its rich heritage.
But the age of this host is far from being as young as he seems on the surface.
This monk Jingkong is a great Buddhist master who has fought against his master.
Today, the host appeared because of a demon-slaying conference. In the past, the host of Futu Temple was a dragon who never saw the end.
In addition to the ten top masters, Futu Temple also has many guardians from various branches.
Each of the Dharma Protectors also has profound cultivation, and their cultivation strength is not weaker than that of the Four Arhats.
After the Master Jingkong said a lot, he ordered the tiger demon to be escorted up.
There was another roaring noise from the people in the square.
I saw several monks whose whole bodies seemed to be plated with copper and iron, escorting a burly monk up.
That is the tiger demon who once studied Buddhism in Futu Temple but became possessed by a bet.
I saw the tiger demon staring angrily.
He kept struggling, trying to break free from the hands of those bronze-like monks.
But no matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.
Above the Demon Slayer Square is a sea of people.
The Buddha Temple also arranged for dozens of monks with advanced cultivation and strength to stand in front of the Demon Slayer Square. Their faces were solemn but extremely pious.
