There was silence between heaven and earth, only the breathing and heartbeats of the three people sounded evenly.
At this moment, Ye Ling's consciousness was introspective, and he came into his own sea of consciousness. His sea of consciousness was still a vast sea. In the small courtyard on the coast, Ye Ling's figure was dancing with his long sword, practicing the sword style over and over again.
As the long sword was waved, Ye Ling's mind gradually calmed down.
Outside the body, Hua Xinfeng's Dao Zhong kept walking, but soon Hua Xinfeng discovered that something was wrong: "My Dao Zhong seems to be malfunctioning. What's going on?"
Lai opened his eyes to look and said: "It seems that this clock is in the formation and can only be derailed by the time here."
"What should I do?"
Hua Xinfeng looked frustrated: "We won't really run out of life here and die, right?"
Landao: "The more anxious you are, the less likely you are to get out of this formation. The most important thing is to refine your mind."
"Refining the heart?"
Hua Xinfeng couldn't understand what Lai said. He said, "What kind of mind should I cultivate? Could it be that the Taoist priest just said he would kill himself?"
Landao: "I can't explain it, because I don't understand what cultivation is, and I don't even know if I have a so-called heart. You can ask Ye Ling about this."
"leaf?"
When Hua Xinfeng saw Ye Ling meditating with his eyes closed, he didn't bother him. He could only continue to sit and think about what Lai and the Taoist priest had said.
In the sea of consciousness, Ye Ling rehearsed all the Heaven-Destroying Sword Techniques and the two sword moves he created. Every time he used it, his understanding deepened a little bit more. He didn't know if this was considered a so-called talent.
Ye Ling walked to the stone table next to him and picked up the broken sword diagram. Now there were four pieces of the sword diagram, most of which were combined. Some of the lines on it could be seen.
"What's painted on this...could it be a sword?"
"It's just a sword."
Ye Ling suddenly turned around and saw the figure of Sword Ancestor standing behind him, still looking calm and calm, not angry and confident.
Ye Ling said helplessly: "Are you rooted in my mind? Why can you come out at any time?"
The Sword Ancestor pointed at the sword diagram and said, "A ray of my consciousness remains in this sword diagram. The more sword diagrams you get, the longer I can appear."
"Then what are you doing here this time?"
"I sense that you have come to a place that is very familiar to me."
"That's right!" Ye Ling's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "You passed the ten levels back then and entered the forbidden secret realm of Dongfang Hai Pavilion. Now I am trapped in the Array of Desolation and cannot get out at all. You should know Is there a way to break the formation?"
Sword Ancestor fell into deep thought, and then said: "I am just a ray of spiritual consciousness, and I cannot remember everything before. However, I don't remember anything about the secret realm of the forbidden land, but I do have an impression of this downfall formation."
"Come on, do you still remember how to break the formation?"
Sword Ancestor said angrily: "I am your master after all. How can you, a disciple, talk to your master like this?"
Ye Ling smiled, but in his heart, he never regarded this sword ancestor as his master. His master was only Chen Yan from beginning to end.
Jianzu said: "It's easy to leave the Luoyou Formation, as long as there are no distracting thoughts in your mind."
"peace in the heart?"
Ye Ling smiled bitterly and said, "How easy is this? Can you explain it more clearly?"
Sword Ancestor thought about it carefully and said: "I only remember that I didn't stay in the Luolu Formation for a long time and left very quickly."
Ye Ling nodded and asked, "What will happen in the forbidden secret realm after that?"
"Can not remember."
Sword Ancestor said: "I don't remember any other forbidden secret realms. It seems that after I left the Luoyou Formation, I was chased all the way to the southeast."
"How can it be!"
Ye Ling didn't believe Jianzu's words at all. Just because he had a divine sense and didn't know too many things, he didn't ask any more questions.
Seeing him like this, Jian Zu didn't say much and disappeared.
Ye Ling regained his concentration, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lai standing up and looking into the distance. Then he raised his eyebrows and looked over.
"Amitabha!"
Only the sound of the Buddha's chant was heard, and Jin Chanzi rode a blue horse, followed by Sun Hou'er as he approached.
"Great Sage!"
"Hehe, you are really full of energy now!"
Sun Hou'er came to Ye Ling in one step, stretched out his hand to touch him, and then said: "Yes, that layman has cured all your injuries. Even your hidden diseases have been mostly cured."
Hua Xinfeng said in surprise: "Are you the supreme master of the demon world back then, the great sage who deceived the heavens?"
"It's rare that my name is still known to the descendants of the human race. It seems that I haven't lived long enough!"
When Jin Chanzi saw Ye Ling, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Donor Ye, you and I are really destined. If you don't go west with the poor monk to get scriptures, there will definitely be a Buddha statue for you on Lingshan Mountain in the future."
"Master, please don't open your mouth. My blessings are shallow and I cannot become a Buddha."
Sun Hou'er chuckled: "Good boy, don't be fooled by this little monk. In the past few years, he has tempted many monks in the Eastern Region to become monks in the Western Region. If the monks are free and easy, aren't they balder than them? It would be much better if the donkey was sitting on it!"
"You monkey, you are always talkative and talking nonsense."
Jin Chanzi laughed and scolded, then looked at Xiang Lian and said in detail: "Oh, donor, you are destined to be my Buddha, so you should practice my Buddhism."
Lai's expression remained indifferent: "I have been to the Western Land where your Buddhist sect is located. Ordinary people there support monks. No matter if they have done good or bad things, they have to go to the temple to ask the Buddha for instructions. They can no longer be themselves, but They became tools driven by the Buddha. But the strange thing is that they still enjoy it and in turn laugh at those who are different from them. I have never understood their state. Later someone told me that this is faith."
"After I heard about it, I often thought that faith is really a strange thing. People have become slaves of faith, but they can still regard themselves as masters without knowing it, and feel complacent and gain pride from the inside out. feel."
"Monk, you have always had such a sense of pride in you."
"Amitabha!"
Jin Chanzi smiled and said, "Donor, you are indeed destined to be my Buddha. You understand such a profound truth."
"Although I can describe it, I can't fully understand it. The people in this world are really strange. They are diverse and can be collectively called human beings. They don't distinguish between good and evil, but they have to forcibly distinguish between good and bad. They are selfish and selfish. They were greedy for life and afraid of death, but they succeeded and left a name in history that will be passed down to generations."
"Is this the case in our Western Paradise?"
"In my opinion, your Western Land is different. If the sentient beings in the Eastern Territory are chaotic, the people in your Western Land are numb. They have built giant Buddhas in their hearts, and a group of people who claim to have mastered the ability to communicate with Buddhas The liar is regarded as the messenger of God and obeys his orders. Then bit by bit, his natural humanity is wiped out, and he becomes a floor tile in the hall of a Buddhist temple that can be slaughtered and bullied."
"Floor tiles will always be stepped on by people. The trampled floor tiles will be abandoned without mercy. No one will blame the people who walk on them for being too heavy. They will only say that the quality of this tile is too inferior and too poor. , he deserves to be broken. His fellow floor tiles will not sympathize with him. They will only be glad that they have not been damaged in a corner where few people go. "
"It's a pity that they forget that they will always be a tile that is stepped on by others."
Jin Chanzi listened to Lai's words with a smile, and then said: "What you said is very interesting. You seem to be describing the world as a bystander."
Nezhi shook his head and said: "Actually, many people can see this simple truth. But in front of the majority of the walking dead, they are still a minority. The minority who do not have the right to speak will never be able to turn objective phenomena into truths and pass them on. "
Sun Houer smiled and said: "Good boy, you have seen through this world."
Lai shook his head again: "But people are unwilling to make changes to themselves and the world. Even knowing this is useless."
"Yeah, it's useless."
Jin Chanzi smiled and said: "In this case, don't you want to save all sentient beings? My Dharma is vast, and I am trying to help all sentient beings escape from the sea of suffering. This poor monk came to the Eastern Land this time to find someone who is destined to follow me to the Western Land to seek help. The scriptures come to the east to teach the Dharma to save people. Donor, a few words today show that the benefactor is a man of great wisdom. How about it? Why not follow the poor monk to the west!"
Lai laughed and said, "Monk, didn't I just say that I have been to your Buddhist country in the Western Regions a long time ago."
"No, donor, the scripture that the poor monk asked for is the scripture handed down by me, Buddha Tathagata, from the Great Thunder Sound Temple in Lingshan Mountain, Xitian."
"oh?"
Ye Ling raised his eyebrows: "Are you talking about the upper realm?"
Jin Chanzi nodded and said: "Although the Hinayana Buddhism in the mortal world can cultivate oneself and body, it cannot spread the world. I have the Tripitaka of Mahayana Buddhism in Lingshan, which can overcome disasters, enlighten spiritual light, go to the ultimate bliss, and achieve positive results. Donor, I will be spiritual in the future. On the mountain, there must be a benefactor with a fruit status!"
Without answering, Ye Ling asked Sun Hou'er, "Great Sage, does he fool you like this every day?"
Sun Houer laughed and said: "I want to remove the golden hoop on my head. If not, I will definitely beat this little monk to death with a stick!"
Ye Ling smiled and said, "That's true. If Master insists on letting us go with you, then he will also take out a golden hoop to trap us, and we will naturally go with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jin Chanzi looked at Ye Ling, and then looked like he was thinking seriously.
Ye Ling couldn't help being startled: "Master, I was just joking! Don't take it seriously!"
Jin Chanzi laughed and said: "Donor Ye, don't panic, we are in the middle of this formation now, we still have to wait until we get out before discussing anything else. But what surprises the poor monk is that you can actually come here."
Ye Ling said: "Isn't Master here too?"
"So the poor monk often said that Donor Ye and the poor monk are destined to meet each other even in this dangerous formation. How good! How good!"
"..."
Jin Chanzi looked at Hua Xinfeng and asked with a smile: "Master Hua, do you know how to break the formation?"
"If I knew, would I still be here? Monk, don't ask questions knowingly. If you can break the formation, tell me quickly. I am willing to pay a high price for it."
Hua Xinfeng also disliked Jin Chanzi. In fact, after Jin Chanzi came to the Eastern Region, he visited his father Hua Yuanquan, but Hua Yuanquan seemed to be very unhappy with him and told Hua Xinfeng to be very wary of him.
Ye Ling continued: "Master is here. He must know how to break the formation. Can you tell me?"
"Oh? How can I see Donor Ye?"
"Youdao is a foreign monk who knows how to recite sutras!"
"Hahaha,"
Jin Chanzi laughed and said, "I do have a way to break the formation, but I'm afraid the three donors are unwilling to follow it."
"Oh? Master, it's okay to say it."
Several people looked at Jin Chanzi. Jin Chanzi smiled slightly and said: "As long as the three donors can convert to my Buddhism, they can naturally break through this formation."
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