I Use Idle Books To Become Saint

Mount Sumeru.

This is the first time for Chen Luo to refine a treasure in the true sense. Before, whether it was the semi-sacred treasure "The Picture of the Old Man" or the three fairy beans, it was not so much refining as identifying the owner.

In the world of literature and Taoism, Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism all have the theory of refining. Refining can be divided into big and small. Saint’s splendid secret realm, Daoist’s blessed land, and Bodhisattva’s Prajna on the other side, these are all great refining, which can turn a part of the world for your own use, adding good fortune to the world; and the control of puppet formation, Heavenly And the absorption of Mortal Treasures, such as the six great Bodhisattva refining the six masters, and Yun Siyao refining the real phoenix blood lotus, are called small refining, which emphasizes control and integration with oneself.

Obviously, what Chen Luo is doing right now is a big refinement.

In the vision of ancient Buddhism, Sumeru is hidden in the mustard seeds, and only when the Buddha charm reappears in the world will it be revealed to the world. This is the time of day.

Afterwards, there must be a great reason to persuade the demons of Fangzhang Island, so that the demons are willing to use the "fifty-three ginseng" magic circle to trigger the magic of the holy mountain. This is wisdom.

But after entering the holy mountain, it doesn't count. There are still mountain monks and Tibetan sea dragons here. These are the two major protectors arranged by the ancient Buddhist sect for Foshan. One is the enlightenment of the scriptures, and the other is the meaning of the ancestor dragon.

Chen Luo and the others did not know that the origin of this hidden sea dragon was not trivial, it was born when the Buddha and Zulong were discussing the Dharma.

The Buddha said that the meaning of the Buddha is full of Buddha's spirit, and it gathers the original sea, and Zulong's talk is not too much, and Long Weilong intends to condense a vast dragon in the original sea.

The ancestor dragon was bold, he didn't care about the little dragon, and gave it to the Buddhist sect; and the Buddha was not stingy, he made him a Sumeru protector, and bestowed the name: Dawei Tianlong!

It was originally the strongest double protection, but something went wrong at the same time. Because of the involvement of the Hearts Demon, the monk guarding the mountain turned into two thoughts of good and evil, and because of the Bodhi land, Zang Hailong mistakenly believed that Chen Luo and others were isolated from the sea of ​​origin and wanted to rob Foshan by force. Only then did the scene of the raging sea support the sky.

Fortunately, all the dangers turned into good fortunes, the monk who guarded the mountain tried his best to give up his spiritual wisdom, and still had a body of good thoughts, and continued to be his confidant, leading everyone into the bowl; and Yun Siyao refined the real phoenix blood lotus in time, completely Awaken the soul of the ancestral dragon.

Dawei Tianlong may dare to roar in the face of Saint Daoist, but only the Buddha and Zulong dare not have the slightest disobedience. When Yun Siyao came forward, he naturally explained the ins and outs, and Dawei Tianlong stopped obstructing him, and formed a rainy curtain again.

There are many accidents and changes in the First Stage, but in the end it leads to a result——Chen Luo refining Sumeru Mountain.

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According to the instructions in the water droplets, Chen Luo gathered the power of his soul and tried his best to explore the mountainside of Sumeru Mountain.

Good fortune treasures like Mount Sumeru naturally have mountain spirits. As long as the mountain spirits are refined, it is equivalent to refining the holy mountain. But the spirit of the mountain is not visible. If there is no trick, the whole mountain may not be found even if it is pulverized.

And that drop of water is the guide. The water droplets entered the soul sea, pulled the power of the soul out of the body, and entered the mountainside like a shuttle.

Chen Luo closed his eyes, letting the water drop lead him to move forward into the darkness.

At this time, it was impossible to judge the length of time, nor the distance. Suddenly, Chen Luo heard the sound of water dripping into the water.

Afterwards, the entire darkness seemed to be rippling, wisps of golden light slowly emerged, and there was a faint voice——

"Amitābha..."

The Buddha's name sounded, and then three drums "dong, dong, dong" sounded, the sound was not loud, but each time it sounded, it fell above the frequency of the beating heart, which shocked people's spirits and made them feel right.

The drums fell, and the bell that had been heard several times came again. Every time the bell rang, it made people feel that the filth in their hearts was shaken away, and a flower of heart was born on the Lingtai.

The bell continued to ring, and the clear and rippling sound of the chime sounded again. Accompanied by the sound of the chime, the sound of knocking became louder.

That was the sound of knocking on a wooden fish.

When fish are in the water, they will not sleep with their eyes closed at night. Knocking on the wooden fish is to wake up and practice diligently, but also not to let oneself think outside the mind, which can be called the first sound of Buddhism.

Amidst the sound of the wooden fish, someone sang scriptures. I can't hear clearly what is being recited in different scriptures, but I can hear the same compassion and clarity.

The sound of bells and chimes, the sound of wooden fishes, the sound enters the ears;

Peace of mind Bodhi heart, heart to heart;

Chen Luo opened his eyes, his eyes were hazy, Chen Luo rubbed his eyes hard, and vaguely saw in the magnificent hall, Buddhas, Bodhisattva, countless arhats sitting on the ground, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Suddenly the palace collapsed, and the bricks and tiles were already melted by the Buddha's light before they fell down. At this moment, Chen Luo raised his head, and there were Shrouding the Heavens dark clouds gathering in the sky...

No, that's not a dark cloud!

Chen Luo saw the outlines of mountains and seas and traces of living beings in the darkness.

That is a world.

Chen Luo frowned slightly. Although he didn't see it clearly, the dark world seemed familiar to him.

At this time, the singing of the bells and chimes in the hall stopped abruptly, and all the Buddhas, Bodhisattva, looked up at the dark continent above their heads. The big Buddha surrounded by the center suddenly burst into light, and went straight into the dark world.

"I don't enter The Underworld, whoever enters The Underworld!" The Buddha chanted softly, but it was like a thunderclap, and then, the golden body of the Great Buddha withered instantly, emitting a stench. Dry bones.

At the same time, all other Buddhas, all Bodhisattvas, and all Arhats folded their palms together, and the Buddha's light rose from their bodies, connecting the dark world.

Between heaven and earth, there is only one voice——

"May all beings be happy."

"If I don't enter The Underworld, whoever enters The Underworld!"

"Namo Amitābha!"

The Buddha's name fell, and the figures on the hall all cut off their own vitality, and the precious golden body was no longer, and they all turned into ugly bones in a blink of an eye.

In and out!

Chen Luo opened his eyes wide. He felt as if he had touched some ancient secret. He wanted to see more clearly. He wanted to see where the dark world was. At this moment, there was a golden light in the darkness. Came out.

Unstoppable and irresistible, the golden light seemed to penetrate the limitation of time and space, shooting towards Chen Luo, and Chen Luo blinked subconsciously.

When the eyelids were reopened, the halls of the Buddhas in his eyes had disappeared, and he stood under a high mountain reaching the sky.

The top of the mountain cannot be seen, and it seems that there is an eminent monk sitting on each cliff, singing Buddhist scriptures, but if you look closely, there is no eminent monk there, it is just a rock, a pine tree, a strange flower...

For no reason, Chen Luo just knew that this mountain was Mount Sumeru.

Genuine goods at a fair price, the treasure of ancient Buddhism!

But at the next moment, Chen Luo suddenly had a great fear in his heart. He looked at Sumeru Mountain in horror, only to hear a loud rumbling sound from Sumeru Mountain, and then... the mountain collapsed.

It was as if the sky had collapsed, countless cracks appeared on the ground, and the rocks slid down and hit the ground like raindrops. Chen Luo was still thinking about what was going on at first, when suddenly a piece of rubble fell on his face, There is a feeling of raw pain.

Not an illusion!

Chen Luo was shocked, he was the soul incarnation at the moment, but he also felt pain, then the soul incarnation was gone, and he was equivalent to a soul incarnation!

What are you doing!

Chen Luo turned and fled, but the collapse of Sumeru Mountain was accelerating behind him.

Can you imagine the scene of a tsunami hitting and people fleeing?

Replacing all the seawater in the tsunami with rocks is the situation Chen Luo is facing now.

But can you escape?

Is there a mistake? What kind of refining process is this?

A huge shadow enveloped Chen Luo. Chen Luo turned his head and saw a rock almost the size of a school field... no, it should be called a small mountain, falling towards him.

Ruined.

Chen Luo made a calculation and found that he couldn't escape. He hurriedly meditated in Lotus Position, intending to recite a passage of "Heart Sutra" to see if it could change anything.

But just as he was about to chant, Chen Luo suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

There is no reason, Buddhism is merciful, even if Sumeru Mountain does not accept refining, how can it possibly hurt the comer?

This must be a test!

Chen Luo suddenly realized that what landslides and landslides, what boulders fall, these are the tests of ancient Buddhism.

Chen Luo clasped his hands together, let out a long breath, and looked at the mountain rocks that were crushing him, neither sad nor happy.

"The rocks are empty, the crisis is empty, everything is empty!" Chen Luo murmured, and then... Chen Luo's eyes went dark, and the soul incarnation was crushed by the rocks!

...

"What the hell!" Chen Luo's head was swollen, and he opened his eyes again.

This is a new incarnation. The previous soul incarnation was shattered. Fortunately, the trauma was not as serious as I imagined, just like the drowsy feeling of not sleeping for days and nights. Chen Luo slowed down, and then looked around wearily.

The darkness seemed to be guided by water droplets at the beginning, and there was only a clear sound of water droplets.

The previous bells and chimes, wooden fish, Zen singing, Buddhist halls, landslides... all the memories seem to be a dream. Chen Luo sighed, thinking that it would be good if there was a light.

Thinking in my heart, a ray of light suddenly lit up in the darkness, bright and soft.

The light instantly illuminated the darkness, and Chen Luo looked in front of him, his gaze suddenly fixed.

Not far in front of him, a giant beast over ten feet fell to the ground.

Tiger head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, Qilin feet.

This is... Chen Luo swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If he remembers correctly, this is - listening?

The mountain spirit of Mount Sumeru is a listener?

On Mount Sumeru, the treasure of Buddhism, it is reasonable for the spirit of the mountain to turn into a listener.

Chen Luo walked into the listening beast, frowning slightly.

died.

This listening mountain spirit doesn't have any Spiritual Qi, it looks like it's dead.

After Chen Luo thought about it carefully, he came up with some guesses: the destruction of the Buddhas and the Sumeru landslide that he saw before were all the last obsessions of this giant listening to truth. When I was introduced here, I fell into the obsession of listening, and was able to see those scenes.

However, Diting is dead, Sumeru has collapsed, and the hill outside the Yuanhai Sea is just a piece of Sumeru wreckage. How to refine it?

In the end, is it all for nothing?

Just as Chen Luo was thinking this in his heart, a faint voice was suddenly heard in his ears.

Chen Luo walked to the abdomen of Diting's corpse following the sound, and saw a bulging abdomen, as if something was about to come out.

"Is this mountain spirit a mother listening?" Chen Luo felt strange, but he still walked up to the protruding abdomen, hesitated for a moment, and put his hand on it.

A strange thing happened, just when Chen Luo put his hand on Zhongditing's abdomen, the piece of flesh instantly melted away, followed by a watermelon-sized stone rolling down from the abdomen.

Just as the stone rolled out, the body of the giant beast Diting suddenly turned into a void, and finally turned into streaks of golden air, which poured into the stone.

When all the golden air entered the stone, the stone vibrated, and after a while, there was a sudden "click" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a small unicorn poked out from the stone, and the crack was covered by the unicorn, spreading instantly, covering the entire stone, and the stone was completely cracked, and a golden little truth jumped out of the stone. out.

Xiao Di Ting met Chen Luo's eyes, his big eyes were full of curiosity, he looked up and down, and then staggered to Chen Luo's soul incarnation, and sniffed like a puppy.

This listener, why is he so angry?

No, that's not the problem.

Sumeru landslide, what's the use of listening to this little truth?

Chen Luo stretched out his hand, and lifted the palm-sized Xiao Di Ting in front of him. The Xiao Di Ting didn't resist, but just yawned and barely made a sound——

"Meow……"

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