Beginning to become a saint from the path of time and fruit

In the messy reed marsh, the breeze blew slowly, and some of the reeds were cut off and the flying hairs were flying.

Boyan wore a silk scarf on his head and waved a feather fan in his hand, looking at the old monk in front of him in surprise.

The World Honored One of Lianhua Temple was a powerful man in the Ten Realms who had become famous all over the world five hundred years ago. Like the old Heavenly Master and the old Sword Master, he was also a veteran of the Ten Realms.

However, the Purdue Master failed to suppress An Le in his previous attack, which still disappointed Boyan. The old monk in the Ten Realms and Two Disaster Realms all failed. You can imagine how difficult An Le is to deal with.

The Buddha Pudu was sitting cross-legged in the wreckage of the boat, wearing a bright red cassock. He smiled and said: "The left minister, the poor monk saw the flaws of the donor An, and there is something wrong with his heart sword."

"Is there something wrong with the Heart Sword?" Boyan raised his eyebrows, a little confused.

"Of the three Buddhist temples, Lanke is the most transcendent. Ganye and Lotus compete with each other. The poor monk has been dealing with Ganye Temple for hundreds of years. He has a lot of experience in the sword of heart cultivated by Ganye, and the sword of Anle... The energy is weak and the power is weak. During the confrontation, I was cautious, as if I didn't dare to touch the sword of my heart..."

"In this case, the only explanation is that there is something wrong with the Heart Sword."

"Mr. An's heart sword may be on the verge of breaking."

Lord Pudu said with a chuckle.

He told his analysis, and Boyan's eyes lit up, because he believed in the judgment of Lord Pudu. The so-called opponent is the person who understands each other best.

Lianhua Temple and Ganye Temple have been competing with each other for a long time, and they have thoroughly studied each other's practice methods.

"If the poor monk's guess is correct, Anle should go to the Heart Refining Cave of Ganye Temple next to find a solution to the heart sword's worries."

"If the worries about the Heart Sword are not resolved, Mr. An's spiritual cultivation will always stop at the eighth level and he will not be able to make any progress."

"When attacking the ten realms, the problem of refining gods will also lead to the failure of the attack. Although there are many ten realms that are single exercises or god refining, but... even if it is a single ten realms, It also requires strong support from physical training or spiritual training.”

After all, Lord Pudu is an experienced person, and after a sudden confrontation, he can detect the problems in Anle.

When Boyan heard this, his heart couldn't help but move, and he was even a little happy.

Nowadays, the threat posed by Anle is growing with the naked eye. Jiangling Mansion has been captured and occupied, and Dali Kingdom has been recovered. Now the entire southwestern area of ​​the Zhao Dynasty can be said to have been carved up by Anle.

When a force has a stable territory, its influence will continue to rise.

What's more, Anle took over Dali almost without a fight, and with the help of legendary national advisers like Lu Yishan, the threat even surpassed that of today's Great Zhao.

Second only to the Demon Kingdom of Xiliang.

Such a threat may bring a huge threat to Yuanmeng during the period when Emperor Yuanmeng is sealed.

"Now that I know there is something wrong with An Le's mind, and also know his specific cultivation level, I can make a good plan..."

Boyan's eyes flickered, and he had something to worry about.

The best way to solve the threat is to kill the source of the threat.

"Is it Ganye Temple in Mount Emei?"

Boyan murmured softly.

The Pudu World Honored One of Lianhua Temple opened and closed his eyes with deep eyes, looking at Boyan, the Zuo Xiang of the Yuanmeng Empire. This Zuoxiang Boyan was extraordinary and extremely talented, and was one of the hidden heritage of the Yuanmeng Empire.

Emperor Yuan Meng refined the power of the seven dragon veins and mastered the use of the power of the dragon veins. The geniuses of Yuan Meng who were originally on the Falcon List were able to divide the power of the two dragon veins, in exchange for Yuan Meng's descendants to suppress all forces. The genius of a great country, many descendants of Emperor Yuanmeng were divided into two lines to ensure the rise and quality of the descendants.

In addition, King Yangzhai is also divided into ten realms, and Emperor Yuanmeng himself controls one... and another... which generally falls on the left prime minister of Yuanmeng.

This is also the reason why the Ten Realm World Honored One of Lianhua Temple is quite kind to this left prime minister.

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Of course, Anle didn't know that the old monk of Lianhua Temple could detect the problem of his inner sword after having a sudden confrontation with him.

However, even if he knew about it, Anle didn't care, because if others had a plan, he couldn't stop it. He could only follow the soldiers' actions to block the water and cover up the ground.

Wang Yansheng followed An Le, surrounded by sword light. The sword energy of Zhijian Changhe spurted sharply, spreading the surrounding wind and waves.

"Sir, are you and I going to Ganye Temple?"

Wang Yansheng had his hands behind his back. When he was not making swords, he had regained a bit of his authority as a master swordsmith.

The mountains and rivers below are constantly passing by, being quickly left behind.

"At the beginning, I promised Master Suzhu and Mrs. Hua that they would visit Ganye Temple, and it happened to... go there this time."

Anle nodded.

As for the situation in Dali, with Mr. Lu in charge, everything will be fine.

Anle and Wang Yansheng chatted from time to time, and the two quickly headed towards Mount Emei.

The man was relaxing among the clouds, feeling peaceful and bored, but he also started to have other feelings. There was a token around his waist, which was shining slightly.

This is the Holy Realm Order given by the Holy Master. The Holy Master once said that when Anle possesses the combat power of the Tenth Realm, he can activate the Holy Realm Order, allowing him to enter the Holy Realm early to experience.

But now, Anle is actually qualified to enter the Holy Realm through the Holy Realm Order.

When Anle's blood and qi broke through the ninth realm, it was enough to fight the tenth realm, not to mention that his blood and qi cultivation had been raised to the late ninth realm, and he had already reached the standard for opening the holy realm token.

However, because of the heart sword problem, Anle was not in a hurry to open and enter the holy realm.

He held the cold holy realm token and could feel the unique touch of the special material of the token.

Anle was still looking forward to the holy realm. Even among the mountain masters of all generations, only a few people could get the permission of the holy master to set foot in the holy realm.

Anle really didn't know what the holy realm was like.

The flying speed of the tenth realm strongmen was extremely fast. In just a moment, Anle and Wang Yansheng had already crossed a long distance. Of course, it was also because of the location of Ganye Temple, which was not too far from Dali, so they arrived quickly.

The clouds broke apart, the breeze blew on the face, and the sun splashed from the sky, like crushed gold, sprinkled on the earth.

A mountain was shining and beautiful under the golden sunlight.

Mount Emei is ancient, magical, majestic and beautiful.

The mountain is winding and winding, with thousands of rocks and valleys, waterfalls and streams, and is beautiful and elegant, so it is known as "Emei is the most beautiful in the world".

Anle and Wang Yansheng were suspended in the sky, looking at the beautiful and elegant mountains, and could feel the vast mental fluctuations coming from the mountains.

"Ganye Temple is indeed famous for refining the spirit. Before falling into the mountains, you can feel the surging mind."

Wang Yansheng praised. As the sword-making master of Jianchi Palace, he often deals with practitioners all over the world. Many people come to ask for swords, so he has seen and contacted all kinds of forces.

"In fact, even in Ganye Temple, there are only a few who can refine the heart sword. The young master can refine the heart sword with just a sword waterfall picture passed down by Hua Jiebing. His talent and talent are unparalleled in the world."

Anle glanced at Wang Yansheng, good at bragging.

However, Anle could naturally feel Wang Yansheng's admiration for him.

Standing on the cloud dome, looking at Mount Emei, you can vaguely see ancient temples dotted in the mountains, like blooming flowers.

When approaching Ganye Temple on Mount Emei, Anle's heart became calm, and his restless mind seemed to be soothed, like a quiet stream flowing.

The originally torn heart sword also stabilized.

Not only because of the innate connection between Ganye Temple and the heart sword, but also because of the mountain terrain of Mount Emei, which brought a sense of paradise.

Anle exhaled a breath, this Emei place is really a good place to cultivate the spirit.

After shaking off the non-existent dust on his white clothes, Anle and Wang Yansheng floated down and landed at the foot of Mount Emei.

The stream is deep and the ancient snow is there, and the stone is broken and the cold spring flows.

The coldness in the mountain has not disappeared, and even some frost and snow can be seen.

Following the muddy and rugged mountain road, we walked towards the ancient temple hidden in Mount Emei.

The two did not fly directly to the ancient temple of Ganye Temple. Such an action was too impolite. Slowly climbing the mountain path and entering the ancient temple was the correct attitude, not being aggressive or overbearing.

The mountains were cold, and the Jinglu was divided here.

Going forward on the mountain path, with the cultivation and strength of the two, it would be difficult to hinder the two in the slightest even if they passed the rugged and ferocious mountain path.

Anle was in a peaceful state of mind and was not in a hurry. Wang Yansheng, with his hands behind his back, was also enjoying the scenery in the mountains.

There was a "squeak" call in the forest.

Then, groups of macaques jumped out from the ancient trees in the deep mountains, moving between the branches, seemingly not afraid of strangers, looking at Anle and Wang Yansheng walking on the mountain path with curious eyes.

There was even a macaque jumping playfully, with its tail hooked on the branch, hanging down from the tree, reaching out to grab the sword Changhe that Wang Yansheng was holding in his arms.

Snap!

Wang Yansheng smiled so much that Jian Changhe slapped the monkey's palm, and the monkey grimaced in pain.

"These monkeys are really naughty. It seems that the monks of Ganye Temple indulge these monkeys."

Wang Yansheng laughed.

The beaten monkey shrank back to the tree trunk, jumping up and down constantly, and then his eyes turned scarlet, and the air was filled with mental fluctuations.

"He has a bad temper and wants to retaliate. He has become a monster."

Wang Yansheng smiled again.

A mere monkey monster is nothing to him.

Anle's white clothes are whiter than snow. He glanced at the jumping monkey with a spreading mind. There was a roar in his internal organs, and a demon ape appeared.

The monkey that had stimulated the power of mind was stunned. On Anle's body, he saw a giant ape that was thousands of feet tall, beating his chest like the drums of the ancient holy and demon battlefield.

The little monkey's legs softened and he fell directly from the tree.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, trembling, and no longer dared to be violent.

The surrounding macaques also screamed continuously, hugged the tree trunk tightly, trembling and fearful. As monsters, their instincts made them understand that the existence in front of them was definitely not to be messed with.

Wang Yansheng looked at the trembling monkeys, and the change in attitude before and after really made him laugh. He couldn't help but point at the little macaque that fell from the tree and laughed.

Suddenly, Anle restrained the demon ape vision in his five internal organs, raised his eyes, and looked at the mountain road with mountain fog in the distance.

The sound of ding-dong copper bells rang out, and then a figure emerged. It was also a macaque, but unlike these little macaques, this macaque was wearing a cassock, with kind eyes and a kind face, and there was a kind of Buddhist charm hidden in it.

"Amitabha, the two donors are powerful, why bother to argue with these Buddhist sons and grandsons like me?"

The macaque swung its tail, clasped its furry palms together, and spoke softly.

"A demon monkey with very strong cultivation."

Wang Yansheng narrowed his eyes and felt that the aura of this monster monkey was absolutely extraordinary. It vaguely made him feel terrified.

Anle stared at the macaque wearing a cassock. The blood on the other person's body was surging, carrying a demonic aura, which contained great rage and terror. His brows were even more faintly glowing, and his mind was equally good.

"Ten realms?" Wang Yansheng was stunned. In Mount Emei, a monkey is actually in the ten realms?

"This is a demon king that has been around for at least ten thousand years. It is not unusual to have set foot in the ten realms." Anle said.

His eyes fell on the old macaque wearing a cassock, and he smiled gently. The wisps of age were suddenly pulled away from the old macaque, and he was absorbed by peace and happiness.

Um?

Anle has a bright face and a smile.

Because in this wave of absorption, he actually got a ray of golden age energy.

"Two benefactors, Master Xuanzhu sensed their arrival and specially asked the poor monk to greet you. You two, please come with the poor monk."

The old macaque smiled.

Anle and Wang Yansheng bowed in return and followed.

Because An Le had restrained his aura, these macaques did not dare to act recklessly. They huddled together one by one, staring in the direction where An Le and Wang Yansheng were leaving with their eyes as dark as gems.

Walking on the rugged mountain road, the scenery on both sides is picturesque, constantly changing, with white clouds and thousands-foot-high peaks, and palaces and pavilions in the sky. When you step on the long bluestone ladder, you can see an ancient temple with yellow walls and a big inscription: " The word "Buddha" has the sound of a bell striking from it.

In the ancient temple, a graceful figure slowly walked out, and it turned out to be a woman.

It was none other than Mrs. Hua who returned to Ganye Temple.

The woman wore a white monk's robe without any powder, but she was still stunningly beautiful, with a graceful and luxurious posture that even the bloated monk's robe could not conceal.

"Anle, Master Wang."

When Hua Jiebing learned that Anle and Wang Yansheng had arrived at Ganye Temple, they specially waited at the gate of the mountain.

"Mrs. Flower."

Anle saw Mrs. Hua again and met an acquaintance, which made him feel quite happy.

A moment later, Master Su Zhu also floated out. Seeing An Le, her eyes narrowed slightly. She, who was perfect in the Nine Realms, naturally had extraordinary perception. She saw at a glance what was going on with An Le... not good.

"Mr. An... is there something wrong with the Heart Sword?"

Master Suzhu has wiped away all 33,000 threads of worries, just like Avalokitesvara in white walking out of the scroll. Her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and she can't help but ask.

Anle smiled and nodded: "That's why I came to Ganye Temple to seek a solution to the problem of the Heart Sword."

"Would you mind letting the poor monk feel it?"

Master Suzhu put his palms together and asked.

She could sense that there was something wrong with Anle's heart sword, but she didn't know how serious the problem was.

An Le didn't care, his eyebrows glowed slightly. Master Suzhu's eyes flashed, and a white light floated out from his eyebrows and jumped into An Le's eyebrows.

After a moment, Master Suzhu's pretty face turned pale and her body swayed.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and there were horrified eyes under his long eyelashes.

"So grim?!"

She saw that Anle's Heart Sword was densely covered with cracks. It looked... simply shocking. If it were any of the Heart Sword practitioners from Ganye Temple, they might not be able to withstand the shattering of the Heart Sword. The mind dissipated.

Anle smiled: "Fortunately, I want to come to Ganye Temple to see if I can repair the Heart Sword."

Master Suzhu was extremely solemn and no longer excited about meeting old friends.

"Young Master An's Heart Sword can only be injured by going to the depths of the Heart Refining Cave. Only by relying on the Heart Fire Pool deep in the Heart Refining Cave can the Heart Sword be rebuilt."

The old macaque wearing cassock spoke.

Upon hearing this, Master Suzhu bowed to the old macaque and said, "Senior Liu'er is right, but if you want to go to the depths of the Heart Refining Cave, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky, let alone stepping into the Heart Fire Pool. So I still want to ask my uncle, maybe he has a better way..."

The old macaque smiled, nodded, and said no more.

"Xie Bing, please accompany Mr. An and Master Wang while I go find my uncle. The teacher has entered the tomb of the First Emperor and has not returned yet, so I can only ask my uncle for help."

Hua Jiebing nodded solemnly, which made Master Suzhu feel troubled. It seemed that Anle's situation was not optimistic.

It is a miracle that the young man has reached this point, and Hua Jiebing really doesn't want to see the young man's miracle die.

She even blamed herself, wondering if it was because the "Sword Waterfall Picture" she taught led the young man to the path of the Heart Sword, which led to his current limitations.

"No need, I'm just a poor monk."

However, just when Master Suzhu was about to leave, a majestic Buddha's light surged out, and the figure of an old woman floated out of the ancient temple.

She was an old woman, and the years had left many traces on her face, with ravines and ravines on her face, just like knives and axes.

Compared with the Lingzhu Master who had met in the underground palace, he was much older.

"Uncle Xuanzhu."

When Master Suzhu saw the old woman, he put his palms together and saluted.

The old woman leaned on a cane and nodded, then looked at Anle with her deep and cloudy eyes.

"My dear Xuanzhu, I have met Mr. An."

"I heard that Mr. An once killed an immortal in the Canglang River. I was really amazed. Now that I see him, he is indeed extraordinary." Although Xuanzhu does not have a beautiful appearance, his old face can vaguely show the peerless appearance in his youth.

"Master Xuanzhu made a fool of himself. What he killed was just a ray of the incarnation of the immortal's soul. Moreover, he did not kill the immortal by relying on his own strength, so he should not boast about it."

Anle waved his hand.

The news of the Canglang River battle may not have spread that fast, but it definitely spread widely among the top experts.

Hu Xuankong and others were created by Zhenwu Guan, so they naturally attracted the attention of the three Buddhist temples.

"As Liu Er said, the Master's Heart Sword is full of cracks, and there is a tyrannical aura on it that is difficult to erase... It is actually very difficult to repair. The only chance... is to cast and reshape the Heart Sword, and connect the Heart and Soul. ”

Master Xuanzhu said.

"Reshape the Heart Sword..." Anle stared, it didn't sound like it was an easy task.

"The risk is high, but at least there is a slim hope..." Master Xuanzhu sighed.

The old macaque also clasped his palms together: "It is too difficult. It can only be refined in the Heart Refining Cave, and it can be reshaped only in the Heart Fire Pond... However, both the Refining Heart Cave and the Heart Fire Pond are important places in Ganye Temple. It is never open to the public. After all, Mr. An is not a monk of Ganye Temple, so I am afraid he will not be allowed to enter the cave. "

When Master Suzhu and Mrs. Hua heard this, their expressions changed.

Master Xuanzhu also frowned, with a look of solemnity on his face full of grooves.

"Mr. An, this Six-Ear Master is the resident master guarding the Lianxin Cave in Ganye Temple. If you want to enter the Lianxin Cave, you need the approval of the Liu-Er Master.

Master Xuanzhu did not expect that the six-eared macaque would refuse.

Today's Anle is blessed with great luck and extremely invincible power... A person with such a chance is definitely someone that the three Buddhist temples want to win over.

What's more, Anle has fate and relationship with Hua Jiebing, Suzhu, and Lingzhu. It's unreasonable whether this helps or not.

However, Xuanzhu also knew that rules were necessary, so he just sighed.

Although he values ​​Anle very much, he cannot change or break the rules in Ganye Temple just because of Anle.

"Master Liu Er, I wonder how I can get to the Heart Refining Cave?" Anle was not anxious. The other party did not completely block the way into the Heart Refining Cave, which meant that there was still a chance.

The old macaque wearing a cassock put his palms together and looked at Anle with deep eyes.

After a long time, he smiled: "How about a bet between the poor monk and the young master?"

Anle looked at the old macaque, the surroundings were quiet, everyone's eyes were on the two of them, the air was blowing slightly, and the mountains were quiet.

Anle said: "What does the master want to bet on?"

The six-eared macaque is wearing a cassock, and the Buddha's light is shining brightly as he smiles: "Betting on the steps of the young master in the Heart Refining Cave."

"If you can walk a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave, the poor monk will help you. Walk to the depths of the Heart Refining Cave, see the Heart Fire Pool, refine the Heart Sword, and reshape the Heart Sword."

"What if it can't be done?" Anle asked.

The six-eared macaque clasped his palms together, his cassock fluttering in the sudden strong wind, and said with a chuckle: "If you can't walk less than a thousand steps, you have two choices, take refuge in Ganye Temple and still have the Heart Sword repaired, or... Give up repairing the Heart Sword and turn around and leave.”

It can be said that there is not much malice in the two choices given by the six-eared macaque.

He just maintained the ethics and principles of a monk who guards the Lianxin Cave.

A bet was born to break the principle.

Listening to the conversation between Anle and the six-eared macaque, Master Xuanzhu suddenly had a complex expression on his face, because walking a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave was definitely not an easy task.

Not to mention... Anle's current heart sword is full of cracks, and the difficulty is extremely huge. There is simply no hope.

This feeling of giving people hope, but having it completely destroyed... is very uncomfortable.

Master Suzhu took a deep breath and looked ugly. If it weren't for the six-eared macaque's respected status in Ganye Temple, even though it was a monkey demon that was enlightened by the Buddha, it would have lived for a long time and had an extremely noble status. Knowing the background of Ye Temple, she even thought that the six-eared macaque was deliberately making things difficult for Anle.

Madam Hua has walked through the Heart Refining Cave before, so she naturally knows how difficult it is.

She could only walk a hundred steps in the Heart Refining Cave before reaching her limit and unable to take any step forward.

The six-eared macaque actually asked for a thousand miles of walking for peace and happiness, not from a disciple of Ganye Temple, but from an outsider.

Difficult, too difficult!

However, the choice given by the six-eared macaque is not aggressive. The choice of this bet lies in An Le.

After thinking about it for a moment, he naturally knew that this bet was not simple. The expressions of Master Suzhu and Mrs. Hua's expressions changed, which represented the difficulty of it.

However, Anle thought about it and nodded in agreement.

The problem of the Heart Sword must be solved eventually. If he can't leave, it means that his happiness and the Heart Sword will never be destined. Then he will suffer the collapse of the Heart Sword, kill himself, practice god cultivation, and start all over again.

The mess needs to be cut with a sharp knife, and Anle cannot let his refining spirit stay at this step for too long.

"Okay, I accept the bet."

Peaceful response.

The old macaque smiled gently. Although he had the face of a demon monkey, he had the kind-hearted look of a Buddhist monk.

"Then Mr. An, are you setting off now?"

"good."

The conversation between one person and one person ended.

The six-eared macaque claps his palms, and suddenly clouds rise from beneath his feet and Anle's feet, soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, crossing the mountains and rivers in an instant.

In the cold place of the stone sinus in front of the rock, the clouds grow and the floating spring pours...

In just a moment, one person fell down, the clouds dispersed, and there was a deep, cold cave in front of the towering rock. White clouds floated leisurely, and the clear spring flowed freely, clear and sweet.

"This is the Heart Refining Cave." said the six-eared macaque.

Anle looked at the dark cave. It was ordinary and devoid of any mystical meaning. Not even a hint of Buddhist thought was surging, but his heart was vaguely attracted by the cave. The light from the Niwan Palace between his eyebrows appeared, making him restless.

"Sir, please." The six-eared macaque, wearing a cassock, sat cross-legged on the big stone, its brows shining brightly, and the Buddha's light behind him shining like the bright sun.

From afar, Xuanzhu, Suzhu and Madam Hua came hand in hand, while Wang Yansheng came from the sky with sword energy wrapped around his body.

They landed on the bluestone in the mountain stream and looked up, without making much movement.

In the clear spring cave, there is a little bit of frost and snow that has not yet melted.

Anle is dressed in white and has strong black hair. Her slender figure gradually disappears into the cave, disappearing.

The six-eared macaque looked at Anle's disappearing figure, slowly closed his eyes, and softly recited the Buddha's name.

There is a sound of bells and pans ringing between heaven and earth, and the sound of winter, winter and winter is extremely heavy.

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Outside Mount Emei.

There were several figures standing in the forest clearing, looking up calmly.

The first person, wearing a large red cassock with gold trim, was the old monk of Lianhua Temple who had a confrontation with An Le in the reed swamp.

Zuo Xiang Boyan stood quietly, his eyes like torches, looking at the deep and empty Mount Emei, with a smile on his lips.

"What a blessed place in the cave, with profound luck. Jiuhua Mountain, where the Lianhua Temple is located, has even less Buddhist connections than this place."

Boyan was good at the art of deduction. With a glance, he could see the changes in luck.

"The Heart Refining Cave has been opened. Mr. An should have entered the Heart Refining Cave."

The old monk said.

"Lianxin Cave is a treasure of Ganye Temple and has been passed down for a long time. It is said that an eminent monk from Ganye Temple clearly saw the truth of Buddhism in the cave, saw the Buddha, and became a true Buddha after leaving the earth."

Boyan had never heard of such rumors and was a little surprised.

"So, is it possible that there is a real Buddha sitting in Ganye Temple?"

"The true Buddha is not in the human world." The old monk shook his head.

"In the Heart Refining Cave, it is not easy to walk on the road of refining the heart, cleanse the body and mind, wash away the filth in God, and see the truth. Our purpose... is to disturb Mr. An's road of refining the heart."

The old monk said softly.

Boyan smiled and waved his feather fan lightly: "How can the World Honored One disturb his desires?"

"Come to the door and discuss Buddhism."

The old monk clasped his palms together and his body reflected the light of Buddha.

Boyan raised his eyebrows, unsure of what was going on.

The old monk said again: "In the Ganye Temple, the person guarding the Lianxin Cave... is an old macaque. He was transformed by a demon monkey. He was enlightened and converted to Buddhism. He discussed Buddhist principles with him and disturbed his state of mind. The Lianxin Cave will heal on its own. If it is unstable and the road is difficult to travel, Mr. An will naturally fail. His sword will be shattered and his cultivation will be destroyed. "

When Boyan heard this, he immediately praised how wonderful it was.

"Go ahead, World Honored One, I have already summoned people to help you. If World Honored One fails, there will be other ways to defeat it."

"Let's discuss it with confidence."

Boyan waved his feather fan and said confidently.

When the old monk heard this, he smiled subtly, and he stood up. His large gold-rimmed cassock was flying, and there seemed to be a fire burning between his brows.

"When it comes to Buddhism, a poor monk may not be as good as a spiritual pearl, but how can he be inferior to an enlightened beast?"

After the words fell, the old monk walked out step by step.

The steps were not big, but as he took steps, the rugged mountain road kept shrinking under his feet.

After just five steps on foot, we arrived at the mountain gate of Ganye Temple from outside Mount Emei.

There is still a smile on his face, and the Buddha's light shines behind him.

The monk's cloth shoes are not stained by any dust, and are as clean as the white lotus flowers in the lotus pond that have just bloomed.

"Lianhua Temple, Pudu is visiting."

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An Le entered the cold and desolate cave. The cave was extremely dark with no light at all, as if An Le's eyes had been taken away and no light could be seen.

The surroundings are dark and the five senses are lost. Even if the mind is in it, it cannot spread at all, and is even suppressed within the physical body.

All walking becomes intuitive.

An Le, dressed in white, was walking forward unhurriedly. The light between her brows bloomed slightly, illuminating the dark cave.

Although there is clear spring water in the cave, the cave is extremely dry. The walls of the surrounding cave are covered with murals, and various monks appear strangely and lifelike in the paintings.

Anle looked at the murals and saw a breeze blowing slowly in the cave, feeling a chill, like the cool evening breeze blowing in summer.

But what the evening breeze blew was the mind, and the murals Anle was observing seemed to come alive.

Suddenly there was a bright light in front of me. The Buddha's light in the cave was shining brightly, as if there was a road leading to Lingshan to worship Buddha and seek the truth, spreading out under my feet.

Anle knew that now was the time for the bet with the six-eared macaque to begin.

Walking a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave is a test.

Anle took a step forward, and the murals on the cave wall suddenly came to life, with Vajra's angry eyes, and the majestic pressure of the mind pressed down like a wave!

Anle felt as if he had turned into a little demon, being stared at angrily by the King Kong. He was filled with anxiety, his legs were going weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

But An Le remained calm and stepped down hard. He was An Le, not some little demon.

There is also a female Bodhisattva who comes to the rescue of those who are in distress. She steps on a lotus platform and hangs high in the sky for nine days. She sprinkles the world's pure water to purify souls and wash away disasters.

Anle felt like a refugee on the run, bathing in the purifying water. He was extremely happy and wanted to kowtow to Guanyin.

But Anle's mind remained clear. He was Anle, not a refugee. With his true heart clear, all influences disappeared and he continued to move forward.

As we move forward, images created by our minds are intertwined and presented, becoming more and more real and clear...

It's as if you are really there and living another life.

But Anle's mind is calm, without any disturbance, igniting the energy of the years, and often glimpses into life. If he cannot maintain clarity and immerse himself in it, he is afraid that his mind will have been damaged and it will be difficult to become clear.

What's more...

When the mind is clear, it is believed that there is no Buddha. How can there be immortals if the spirit is good?

He can even stay awake when he glimpses the years, so how can such a scene affect him?

Peace and happiness are like a passer-by, coming out of the mud without being stained, passing through the world of mortals without being stained.

Ten steps, a hundred steps, two hundred steps...

Anle maintains a steady pace at all times, just like walking through suffering and walking in disasters, maintaining clarity at all times.

As he walked, his mind began to slowly boil. He could feel that the more he walked, the more real the images coming in, and he would even become confused and confused himself.

But he remained calm and looked as usual.

Eight hundred steps, nine hundred steps, a thousand steps.

Everything will fall into place.

When the thousand steps fell, the deafening sound of a bell suddenly resounded inside the cave, as if the entire cave was a bell.

The sound of Zhong Pan swept through and shook, Anle's eyebrows glowed brightly, the calm lake in his heart began to tremble and boil, and the waves of the bell spread and washed every ray of his mind.

Even as the Zhong Pan Zhong Wave spreads, in the Niwan Palace, the power of the years and great avenues condensed through the Dao Fruit [Tao Drink] diffuses out and blends into the mind, bit by bit under the vibration of the Zhong Wave...

It actually followed the cracks in the Heart Sword and blended into it bit by bit!

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"The Four Noble Truths have revitalized the Three Realms, the teachings have become clear, the suffering has been eliminated, and the Holy Path has naturally been established."

"Sravakas should stop having delusional thoughts, let their mind be peaceful, and if they want to know where to become a Buddha, don't let their minds linger."

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The bright red cassock is trimmed with gold and flutters like a piece of red cloud dancing in the clouds.

The Purdue World-Honored One is sitting on the ground, with the ten realms of mind and spirit intertwined. The rays of light are diffuse, rising from thousands of feet, and there are more changes of brightness and extinction. It seems that a golden Buddha appears behind him, opening his mouth to recite Buddhist scriptures and talk about Buddhist principles.

Opposite the Purdue World Honored One is Master Xuanzhu. Master Xuanzhu's age-stained cheeks are trembling slightly, and there is Buddha light surging behind him.

But after a while, she sighed softly.

When it comes to Buddhism, she is ultimately not as good as the Universal Master. In this confrontation about Buddhism, the Universal Master clearly dominates her.

Master Xuanzhu sighed, no wonder her heart sword has never been able to survive the second disaster transformation. After all, she did not understand the Buddha enough. Compared to Master Lingzhu, her talent may only stop here.

Lingzhu can travel to the ten realms and three disaster realms, and even compete for the eleven realms of venerable realms, and the end of her life may be the realm of two disasters.

This competition is not only about the understanding of Buddhism, but also a secret confrontation between Buddha's light.

Obviously, the power she displayed in this confrontation was not comparable to that of Lord Purdue.

"Amitabha……"

"Master Liu Er, let me accompany the poor monk to discuss the Buddha."

When Pudu World-Honored One spoke, his voice was loud and powerful, like the sound of a bell exploding, reverberating in every corner of the Ganye Temple.

Master Xuanzhu's expression changed slightly. He already understood the reason why Master Pudu set foot in Ganye Temple. Now the six-eared macaque opened the Heart Refining Cave and took up residence in the Refining Heart Cave.

If the six-eared macaque discusses the Buddha with the Universal Honored One, it will definitely cause emotional instability and affect the situation in the Heart Refining Cave.

The Purdue World Honored One of Lianhua Temple...the goal is peace and happiness!

"The bald donkey of Lianhua Temple! I've long been dissatisfied with you!"

Wang Yansheng couldn't sit still all of a sudden. This bald donkey wanted to destroy the young master!

With a clang, the sword light shot straight into the sky like a dragon snake piercing the sky!

The entire Ganye Temple is densely packed with sword energy sweeping through it like a tidal wave!

The old monk Pudu saved the World Honored One, his cassock was flying, he looked at Wang Yansheng with kind eyes and said with a smile: "Wang Yansheng, the best swordsmith in the world in Jianchi Palace, now that the Heart Refining Cave is open, if you fight with me, the aftermath will be turbulent and destroy Mr. An." It’s no wonder that the poor monk is on the road to spiritual refinement.”

As soon as the words fell, the sword energy in the sky disappeared.

When Jian Changhe fell into Wang Yansheng's sleeves, he sat on the ground and cursed.

"You bald donkey, you're so bad that you're leaking pus!"

"When the young master is finished refining his heart, let's see if I can crack my tongue!"

The Lord Purdue chuckled lightly and didn't take it seriously.

He raised his eyes and saw the giant Buddha standing behind him. His voice was loud and indistinct, and his eyes fell on the old macaque in cassock sitting on the bluestone.

Although the old macaque is a demon, there is no trace of demonic energy at all. The lead dust has been washed away, and good fortune has come to him.

"You feel that the poor monk is the incarnation of a monster, not a human being, and does not have a thorough understanding of Buddhism. Therefore, you discuss Buddhism with the poor monk in order to disturb the poor monk's state of mind and destabilize his heart."

The old macaque said with a smile.

The Lord Purdue sat cross-legged, noncommittal, and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Do you know that disturbing the poor monk is a cause, and it will eventually bear fruit in the future. Cause and effect are imposed on you, and you can't help yourself." The macaque said, and there was a gentle breeze blowing on the bluestone, blowing up the pine waves all over the mountain.

The old monk opened his mouth and his voice was like a loud bell: "Buddha is enlightenment; Dharma is righteousness; monks are pure. Good and evil are done by people, and misfortunes and blessings are brought on by oneself. Since the poor monk has made a choice, there is nothing wrong with him." regret."

The Buddha's light of the two collided and entangled with each other, and they muttered words. You said something to me, and there was competition in peace.

However, the face of Lord Purdue gradually became serious, because he discovered that the old macaque actually had a deeper understanding of Buddhism than Master Xuanzhu, and even had his own understanding.

His mind was peaceful and not disturbed at all by the impact of his Buddhist teachings.

Suddenly.

The face of the old macaque with a sharp mouth and cheeks changed slightly: "It seems that the Buddha's principles of Buddhism are nothing more than this. If you want to disturb the Heart Refining Cave, I am afraid it will be a mistake."

"Young Master An, you are already in the cave, you have clearly seen your true heart, you have walked a thousand steps on foot, and you have rung the bell of a thousand steps."

After finishing the words, the old macaque put his palms together and let out a long breath.

"It's... so easy."

In the Lianxin Cave, a deafening sound of bells suddenly exploded. The bells were deafening, resounding in every corner of Mount Emei and resounding in every temple and ancient temple.

The wind and clouds in the sky were torn to pieces, and all the clouds disappeared.

The Buddha's light in the Lianhua Temple was shaken when he looked at him in shock, and his mood was not at peace.

impossible!

World Honored Pudu was shocked. As the competitor of Ganye Temple, Lianhua Temple knew very well about the Lianxin Cave of Ganye Temple.

How long has passed now, just a stick of incense, right? Anle has already walked a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave?

Is this happiness... the reincarnation of Buddha? !

Master Xuanzhu, Master Suzhu and Hua Jiebing, as practitioners of Ganye Temple, have all walked

After passing through the Heart Refining Cave, you know how difficult the Heart Refining Cave is.

However, Anle had only been in the cave for a short time before he walked a thousand steps and rang the Thousand Steps Bell!

What kind of talent is this? !

Not just anyone who walks a thousand steps on foot can be greeted by Zhong Pan. Only those who walk a thousand steps on foot in the Lianxin Cave and set a record can be congratulated by Zhong Pan!

Master Xuanzhu actually believes that Anle can walk a thousand steps in the Heart Refining Cave, because as a practitioner of the Ten Realms, she can sense the threat Anle poses to her.

It is extraordinary that the Nine Realms can threaten the Ten Realms.

But she didn't know that Anle could complete the Thousand Steps Walk so easily and quickly, causing the Thousand Steps Bell to ring.

"Quick, he's too fast!" Master Xuanzhu felt shocked and complicated.

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