Are there saints in Buddhism?
For the first time, Chu Xiu felt his lack of knowledge.
According to what the old monk said, every sixteen years, the three major holy places in Florida, including Daguangming Temple, Leiyin Temple, and Lanke Temple, will send saints to various temples in Florida to reproduce the descendants of Buddhist disciples. , to ensure the continuous inheritance of Buddhism.
Everyone in Florida knows about this matter; in the Central Plains, few people mention it.
This made Chu Xiu a little suspicious, feeling that the old monk was deceiving him.
But this old monk was so frightened that he peed.
Moreover, the result of Wen Yi's interrogation was exactly the same as what the old monk said.
There is a saint in Buddhism!
It is specially designed to reproduce Buddhist disciples.
The two of them looked at each other, feeling that this was too outrageous.
"What should I do?" Wen Yi asked.
Chu Xiu looked helpless, "You ask me? I still want to ask you."
Wen Yi had a headache, "I have traveled all over the world, and I have never heard of such a thing happening in Florida."
The same is true for Chu Xiu. The image of Buddhism in his eyes is quite positive.
I also knew that there must be some temples that might harbor evil and evil, but I never expected that there would always be saints in temples in Florida.
"It's strange, why hasn't this kind of thing spread in the Central Plains?" Chu Xiu wondered.
"It's indeed strange." Wen Yi also looked puzzled. "Some elders of the Wen family once told me about the various forces in the nineteen states in the world, including some interesting anecdotes. When mentioning Florida, they mostly talked about ascetics. He didn’t mention the saint, as if he didn’t know about it.”
"You wake her up, ask her if she is voluntary, and then you decide whether to save her." Chu Xiu said, his figure flashed, and he left the temple in an instant.
Wen Yi was in a daze, and soon his whole face turned green.
"grass!"
Chu Xiu, who was outside the temple, smiled slightly and didn't care when he heard Wen Yi's emotional greeting.
This kind of matter is too difficult to handle, so it would be perfect to leave it to Wen Yi.
It didn't take long.
Wen Yi walked out of the temple with a sullen face.
The two left side by side.
Chu Xiu didn't ask, and Wen Yi didn't say anything either.
The result was obvious, otherwise the two might have been traveling together.
After a while.
"Buddhism, you're so stupid." Wen Yi couldn't help but cursed.
"Oh?" Chu Xiu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Wen Yi whispered: "That woman, without education, is like a cat."
Chu Xiu was thoughtful, thought for a while, and said softly: "Let's leave this matter to Huitong. He is a Buddhist and knows how to solve this kind of thing better than us."
"That's fine." Wen Yi nodded.
Originally, the two wanted to go deeper into Florida step by step and reach the Daguangming Temple.
After passing more than ten temples in a row, they found that there was a saint fighting in each temple. Both of them were disgusted and had no interest in walking slowly.
The clouds and mist come out.
The two stood in the white clouds and hurried towards the Daguangming Temple.
…
Daguangming Temple is built on a huge oasis.
There are many Zen rooms, sutra pavilions and pagodas in the temple.
Among them, the tallest pagoda is more than a hundred feet tall.
Tower of Babel.
At this moment, on the top of Tongtian Tower, several eminent monks of Guangming Temple, led by Abbot Jiuci, were looking to the east. They all saw the white clouds coming.
Before that, they had complete control over the whereabouts of Chu Xiu and Wen Yi.
"Amitabha." Jiu Ci said the Buddha's name and said softly, "I believe that this donor from Chu has a Buddha's heart."
The Dragon Subduing Protector, one of the seven protectors, said calmly: "The Tower of Babel can purify his worldly heart."
"good."
The other eminent monks nodded.
White clouds floated to the sky outside Daguangming Temple. Standing in the white clouds, Chu Xiu and Wen Yi immediately looked at the Babel Tower.
There is no way, this tower is too high.
Moreover, the auras naturally exuding from the old monks at the top of the tower were terrifying.
"How do you feel?" Chu Xiu glanced at Wen Yi.
Wen Yi sighed: "It's too early for me to communicate with these old guys."
"I can't kill an old monster like this with one hand," Chu Xiu said leisurely.
Wen Yi curled his lips. He was very unconvinced, but thinking about Chu Xiu's performance some time ago, he had to be convinced.
"I'm not sure I can protect you." Chu Xiu said.
Wen Yi shook his head, "I will not take action until you are defeated. They are Buddhists and will not take the initiative to take action against me, a junior from a famous family."
"That's true." Chu Xiu nodded, controlled the white clouds, floated into the area of Daguangming Temple, and landed slightly. His figure was level with the people on the top of Guangming Tower, more than five feet apart.
"Mr. Thirteen has come from afar, but I am not welcome at all." Abbot Jiuci clasped his hands together and said warmly.
Chu Xiu stared at the old monk with a kind face, smiled lightly and said: "I haven't entered Florida yet, I'm afraid you old guys already know my whereabouts."
Abbot Jiuci was noncommittal and said: "I would also like to invite Mr. Thirteen to come into the pagoda and talk about it."
Chu Xiu glanced at the giant tower. When he touched the outer wall of the giant tower, his perception was blocked and he could not sense it at all.
He knew that there must be a formation that blocked perception in this giant tower.
"Is Huitong in the tower?" Chu Xiu asked.
Abbot Jiuci nodded slightly, "Huitong is already a Buddhist disciple of our Daguangming Temple. He is currently on the first floor of Tongtian Pagoda, practicing the Nirvana Technique of Light."
"He is Wen Yi from the time-honored Wen family." Chu Xiu pointed at Wen Yi and introduced him.
Wen Yi was startled, raised his eyes and glanced at Abbot Jiuci and others without saying anything.
Jiu Ci also glanced at Wen Yi, smiled and said, "Mr. Thirteen, please rest assured that no one will make things difficult for Donor Wen."
Wen Yi said calmly: "Mr. Thirteen and I came together, so naturally we will live and die together."
"Donor Wen is overthinking." Jiu Ci smiled, "No one in the entire Buddhist sect dares to kill Mr. Thirteen."
Wen Yi frowned and glanced at Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu chuckled and said, "Let's go in together. Anyway, let's chat with Huitong first, and we'll talk about the rest later."
"Okay." Wen Yi nodded.
Afterwards, Chu Xiu took away the white clouds under his feet, and the two of them landed at the entrance of the Babel Tower together.
The bronze door has been opened, and the Buddha and lions on both sides have their eyes wide open, as if it is foreshadowing something.
"As soon as you enter this door, you may be trapped inside." Chu Xiu said softly.
Wen Yi smiled and said, "Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid I can't protect you." Chu Xiu said leisurely, striding up the stairs.
Wen Yi groaned, feeling a little depressed. He also took big steps and walked side by side with Chu Xiu.
As soon as the two people stepped into the bronze door, the bronze door behind them suddenly roared and closed automatically.
In front of you is a magnificent hall. On both sides of the hall, various golden Buddha statues are lifelike.
At the front, there is a golden Buddha standing, looking ahead with a smile.
In the center of the hall, a shirtless monk sat cross-legged on a futon with his back to Chu Xiu and Wen Yi.
Huitong.
Both Chu Xiu and Wen Yi recognized Huitong at first sight.
Although, at this moment, Huitong was skinny and skinny, and his originally fair and tender skin had become sallow and dark.
The two of them walked a few feet behind Huitong, stopped, and looked at Huitong quietly.
"Old friend is here, do you want to keep your back to us?" After waiting for a while, Wen Yi said softly.
"You guys shouldn't have come." Huitong sighed, his voice slightly helpless.
Chu Xiu stared at Huitong's back and said slowly: "Are you still sure that you are Huitong now?"
Wen Yi was startled, and when he looked at Huitong again, his eyes changed.
Huitong stood up and chuckled: "I'm still sure, but I'm afraid you won't recognize me."
With that said, he turned around and faced Chu Xiu and Wen Yi.
Chu Xiu and Wen Yi's expressions changed.
The Huitong in front of him was thinner from the front than from the back, as if he had only a skeleton.
Especially one face, with sunken eye sockets and empty cheeks on both sides. It looked like a two-hundred-year-old man who was about to die.
"What are you..." Even Chu Xiu, who was used to seeing wind and rain, couldn't calm down at this moment, and his heart was inexplicably raised.
He is nervous.
The same was true for Wen Yi. When he looked at Huitong, his eyes were full of worry.
"What? Don't you recognize me?" Huitong smiled.
Chu Xiu and Wen Yi were both silent.
"Sit down and talk." Huitong sat cross-legged on the ground again.
Chu Xiu was very keen and could faintly sense that Huitong's legs were shaking, as if he was unable to support his body while standing.
He remained calm and sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground with Wen Yi.
"Brother Wen, let's talk about your experience first." Huitong looked at Wen Yi, "I am very interested in your life in the world."
"I...have been refining poison." Wen Yi slowly told about his life since the end of the Zhuque Academy examination.
As the most outstanding young generation of the time-honored Wen family, his cultivation has gone quite smoothly.
Whether facing other young children in the family or facing some talented people outside the time-honored Wen family, he can handle them with ease.
Of course, most of his monsters are from the same generation.
Compared with Chu Xiu, the light on his body is much dimmer.
Now, he is confident that he can fight against the strong men in the early stage of Xiaoyao Realm without using his own poison skills.
If the Poison Technique breaks out, he still doesn't know the extent of his own strength.
All I know is that even an ancestor of the Wen family was unable to fully accept the poison he prepared.
After listening to Wen Yi's story, Huitong looked at Chu Xiu and said softly: "Even though I am far away in Florida, I am still hearing about your deeds, Brother Chu."
Chu Xiu said: "In that case, I don't need to tell you. It's your turn to tell what happened to you."
Huitong shook his head, "I am also very interested in Xiaochuan, Brother Jing, and Brother Gu, and their experiences. I think you must know."
Chu Xiu frowned, and he inexplicably had the illusion that Huitong in front of him was about to die.
"Brother Wen, tell Huitong." Chu Xiu ordered. As he spoke, he silently used his senses to check the situation of the entire Tongtian Tower.
"Okay." Wen Yi nodded, and then began to tell some experiences of Meng Xiaochuan, Gu Chensha, and Jing Yun.
Most of the news he knew was from hearsay, and what he didn't know was true.
When Wen Yi recounted the experiences of the three people, Chu Xiu wanted to perceive the entire Babel Tower, but his perception was completely impenetrable when encountering the surrounding walls, floors, and ceilings, and he could not detect what was behind the walls. thing.
Moreover, when he sensed the Buddha statues in this hall, many Buddha statues seemed to be distorted in his perception, making them appear extremely strange.
