Chapter 213: The Buddhist Realm Inside the Purple Gold Bowl

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Bodhi Courtyard is the first sect of Buddhism.

Known as the leader of Buddhism.

In terms of strength alone, it is comparable to the previous four sects.

The most criticized ones are fellow monks and nuns.

To put it bluntly, there is no distinction between nuns and monks.

There is even a popular theory of the so-called saint.

Be respectful in front of the Buddha, and call it dedication to God whatever you do behind the Buddha.

I have been a protector of the country in Dafeng for three years. Is Zhi Miaoyin a saint of Bodhi Temple and a high-ranking monk?

Mu Nan didn't know.

The only thing that is certain is that she has contributed a lot to the family.

This also gave Zhi Miaoyin a place in the court.

However, in the past three years, Zhi Miaoyin never came to court on the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month.

There is a vague suspicion of avoiding the protector of the country.

But often walking around the palace, looking down and not looking up, the two of them would more or less have the opportunity to meet.

Every time this happens, Zhi Miaoyin will lower her eyebrows and fulfill the human etiquette.

From this point of view, there is nothing unusual.

What really made Mu Nan wary was Tu Cheng's step-by-step Vajra Realm to play the "Mighty Heavenly Dragon", which made quite a splash.

It would be fine if Jingyixuan was razed to the ground.

The Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong who originally supported the wonderful sound plan and showed their friendship when seeing him off turned out to be empty talk.

Thinking about the fact that she was a bhikshuni who came from the Bodhi Courtyard together, Huineng would not let it go. The smell of conspiracy could be spread thousands of miles away without even having to pay special attention to it.

"Brother Nan, don't be afraid!" Tu Cheng stepped into the Vajra state, and the golden light above his head was dazzling: "If I meet Huineng again, I will definitely let him know why the flowers are so red!"

"It's your family that opened the Buddhist door in this world!"

Mu Nan gave Tucheng a slap in the face: "You can step into vajra, but others can't step into arhat?"

"Second-grade Arhat?" Tu Cheng sneered: "If Huineng Bald Thief is given another thirty years, he will not be able to reach the Arhat state. His Buddha nature is too low and his mind is impure!"

"How is Daoqi's Buddha nature? He has already reached the stage of Bodhisattva, so he can still become possessed by a single thought!"

Mu Nan said disdainfully: "Having survived for thousands of years, I'm afraid he has already gained the power of a Buddha."

Tu Cheng muttered: "Just stay still!"

"The boy is teachable!"

After speaking, Mu Nan patted his shoulder and turned to rush north.

"As a human being, you must learn to be flexible and not take the usual path, so that you can go further!"

"This is not an escape, this is a tactical detour! Avoid its edge! Don't you think..."

Mu Nan guided him all the way, and the truth behind his words made Tu Cheng nod his head: "Brother Nan is right!"

The words have not yet finished.

"Mage, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Zhi Miaoyin's voice came over: "The poor nun has not yet said goodbye to the Protector of the Country, wouldn't he end up with a lifelong regret?"

Mu Nan and Tu Cheng looked at each other and stopped with helpless expressions.

"Brother Nan, didn't you say that you can go further by not taking the usual path?"

"Don't worry about these details." Mu Nan said forcefully: "If we didn't change direction, she might have intercepted us long ago!"

"What about tactical detours?"

Tucheng is too confused to understand the style!

No wonder he is a monk!

"Aren't we taking a detour? You think we are surrounded, but in fact, there is only a wonderful sound waiting for us."

As Mu Nan spoke, he secretly prayed in his heart: Don’t let anyone else show up!

The slap in the face came too quickly.

Only then did Zhi Miaoyin's figure appear, and five more figures suddenly appeared around the two of them.

The state of being a person with five levels of music and a wonderful sound is not something to worry about.

Huineng, a fourth-grade ascetic, was not satisfied with Tucheng, who was in the third-grade vajra realm.

There are four people left, but three of them are in the third-grade Vajra realm, which is quite tricky.

The thing that made the two of them feel the most sympathetic was the skinny monk who was surrounded by Buddha's light but holding a broken fan.

I can't see through his cultivation.

I am afraid that at the lowest level, he has already reached the second-grade Arhat realm.

The six people seemed to be surrounded.

Tu Cheng glanced at Mu Nan, how could there be any trust in his eyes?

Full of confusion and confusion: “Brother Nan, it’s different from what you said!”

"This situation is..."

Mu Nan turned slightly sideways: "Zhi Miaoyin, please explain!"

Zhi Miaoyin flicked the whisk in her hand:

"No matter which direction the mage chooses to leave the city, his destination is always the Tianxian Prison. So, there is a high probability that he will pass by this place thousands of miles away."

Mu Nan sincerely admired Zhi Miaoyin's cleverness.

The bhikshuni doesn’t recite sutras well and instead studies statistics and human nature!

"What a clever nun!"

Zhi Miaoyin smiled faintly and said, "Thank you so much for the compliment, Master. Zhi Miaoyin came here to see Master off!"

Does your family have such a big battle to send off their children?

I'm afraid you're not here to see her off, right?

Mu Nan held back the words that were full of motherly words, and said in a meandering way: "Thank you, senior sister, for seeing me off at 18 miles away! Well, we've already met in person, so I'll take my leave. The Tianxian Prison is waiting for me to go back and report on my work."

"Master, please do!" Zhi Miaoyin saluted with one palm: "Miaoyin thanks Master for taking care of me in the past three years!"

Scene words.

Everybody understands it.

Mu Nan nodded in return, then took a picture of Tucheng:

"Why don't you hurry up and go, we are waiting for dinner!"

"Oh!" Tu Cheng hurriedly clasped his hands to Zhi Miaoyin.

"Slow down!" Hui Neng took half a step forward and blocked him: "The pastor and donor can leave. Buddhism is generous and does not care about the hatred of innocent attacks on poor monks. However, the rebellious Tucheng must wait with me back to Beiliu Temple."

Things are getting difficult.

Huineng's attitude was extremely determined.

Obviously it can't be discussed.

But Mu Nan couldn't do this kind of thing while abandoning his brothers.

"Brother Tu, how long will it take for your dragon to become popular?"

No matter what, let’s fight hard first.

Tu Cheng knew what he meant, but sighed helplessly:

"After entering Vajra, the future path depends on yourself!"

Mu Nan thought that as Tucheng's level improved, the power of the red dragon behind him would shine.

After holding these people in place, he cut melons and vegetables, and the cooperation was extremely tacit.

Who would have known that Tucheng would lose his biggest reliance.

As for the six people around him, except for the fifth-grade Herrscher Realm of Zhi Miaoyin, any one of them would be enough for Mu Nan to drink a pot.

Not to mention the man pretending to be a ghost while holding up a broken fan to fan the wind.

It seems that we have to invite senior brothers and sisters.

Mu Nan quietly took out the talisman from the storage ring and waited for a burst of spiritual power to come down and show the power of the immortal to everyone present!

"Tucheng, have you thought about it?" Huineng seemed a little impatient: "Should you just follow the poor monk obediently, or should you wait to be knocked down and escorted back?"

"etc!"

Tu Cheng leaned closer to Mu Nan: "Brother Nan, are you leaving first?"

"It's all useless now!" Mu Nan lightly hit him with her elbow: "Watch Brother Nan show off his power!"

"The poor monk Huijue cannot bear to see you leave."

The monk holding the broken fan became more agitated: "Since we are brothers, let's all stay!"

Huijue is the one with the highest cultivation among the six.

It's not that he has any eccentricities and cannot see the joys and sorrows of the world.

He saw the talisman offered by Mu Nan, and time slowly passed during the conversation.

A rabbit must fight an eagle with all his strength, and there is no need for accidents to happen.

Following his words, the other five people took a step back, sat cross-legged, clasped their hands, and recited scriptures.

A crown of five Buddhas immediately appeared on Huijue's head.

As soon as the five Buddhas on the crown appear, the storm will stop!

"Ten thousand Buddhas protect you!"

Seeing this, Tu Cheng suddenly offered up a purple gold alms bowl.

Thousands of Buddha's lights suddenly appeared from the alms bowl and instantly enveloped the bodies of Mu Nan and the others.

Almost at the same time, Mu Nan injected spiritual power into the talisman.

But as the Buddha's light around him dispersed.

Brother and sister Jiuzhuangguan did not appear, but what caught Mu Nan's eyes was a Buddhist hall.

Sitting next to him was Tucheng with a bitter look on his face.

"This is where?"

Mu Nan looked at the golden statues of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in the Buddhist hall and asked in surprise.

"Inside the purple gold alms bowl!" Tu Cheng looked helpless: "Huijue is a first-level Bodhisattva, we are no match!"

Inside the purple gold alms bowl?

"Did we escape?" Mu Nan felt a little lucky: he saved a chance to summon his senior brothers and sisters.

Otherwise, the reincarnated Buddha's methods are indeed unpredictable.

In order to make him understand his current situation, Tu Cheng explained clearly:

"We escaped into the Purple Gold Bowl, but the Purple Gold Bowl is still where it is!"

Mu Nan slowly opened his mouth, with a look of disbelief on his face: "So, we are the turtles in the urn?"

"That's not true!"

Tu Cheng raised his eyebrows, but could not hide his sadness: "The purple gold alms bowl is transformed from a lotus leaf on the lotus platform under the Buddha's seat, and it forms a world of its own. Not to mention the few bald thieves outside, even if Daoqi comes, they can't do anything." Break even the slightest bit!"

"That's good!"

Mu Nan felt relieved: "We can escape after a few people have no choice but to retreat! With such a good thing, why not use it sooner!"

Tu Cheng always had a grimace on his face: "Brother Nan, once you enter the Zijin Bowl Buddha Realm, you will never be able to get out again!"

"What did you say?" Mu Nan got excited and pressed his hands on Tu Cheng's shoulders: "What do you mean?"