Mind Cultivation Record

Manjushuahua, Mahamanjushuahua, Tianyu Mandalahua, and Mahamandalahua, these are the so-called four flowers in the heaven in Buddhism, which means four kinds of heavenly flowers.

Zhu Yanji held the vermilion Manjusawa flower in her hands and remained silent.

After a long time, Zhu Yanji's delicate body trembled and she turned around.

"Amitabha! Today I am fortunate enough to see smallpox falling into the world. It is truly auspicious. Did this female donor get any inspiration from the smallpox?" The young monk, who had not spoken for a long time, finally broke his silence at this time. Zhu Yanji was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it carefully. A look of surprise appeared on her beautiful face. Apparently, as the little monk said, she got a lot of benefits from the Manjushuahua. Then Zhu Yanji bowed to the little monk and said, "Thank you so much, little holy monk, for giving me this great opportunity!"

"It's not a gift from me, it's a gift from Buddha!"

This scene made countless people at the scene go crazy and secretly feel annoyed.

damn it!

If he had known that smallpox would fall in that place, he should have taken the first step to seize the treasure. Now he has been cultivated by a ghost and gained huge benefits. Buddha is really blind!

But they didn't want to think about it: If Zhu Yanji changed her seat, how could smallpox land here?

It’s just that she is not angry. After all, Zhu Yanji is a quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator. There are really not many people who dare to have evil intentions towards her - of course, those quasi-Nascent Soul cultivators of the same level are excepted!

Even the Destiny Divine Monk looked at Zhu Yanji with a stern look.

With a roll of his eyes, the Destiny Divine Monk locked his gaze on Xiao Mian.

At this time, Xiao Mian's true energy was almost exhausted, and because he was directly attacked by the divine consciousness of the Destiny Monk, he was mentally depressed and quite depressed.

"What you just used was my Buddhist magical golden bell? The Buddhist magical skills in Xishu Prefecture have never been taught to outsiders. Where did you learn it secretly? Get it from the real person!" The Destiny Divine Monk did not intend to let Xiao Mian and others go. People, then the golden bell cover Xiao Mian used is the best excuse. Xiao Mian laughed angrily when he heard this, but before he could speak, Zhu Yanji had already stopped in front of him, pointed at the ruined nose and cursed: "The old bald donkey is really shameless! If you have the ability to fight with me, ! It’s okay to bully the juniors with your spiritual knowledge, does the Buddhist magical power belong to your Wanning Temple family?”

"Amitabha! Although the Buddhist magical powers are not from Wanning Temple, but Buddhism in the world is one, and no Buddhist temple will spread the magical powers to outsiders!"

"Hmph! I'm so precious! Do you really think that your Buddhist magical powers are some great secret treasures? Come! Come! Come! If you have the ability to fight me for three hundred rounds, I will show you that my ghostly magical powers are not I’m afraid of your Buddhist magical powers!”

"Since this female benefactor has been approved by Smallpox, she is considered to be half a Buddhist, so why should she embarrass me? The poor monk just wanted to ask who and where this little benefactor learned the golden bell cover from. If so, That’s all, if you don’t understand, I’m afraid—he won’t be able to leave my Wanning Temple today!”

"you!"

Zhu Yanji's face was cold with anger. When she turned around, she saw that Xiao Mian seemed to be fine. She couldn't help but get angry. Xiao Mian glanced at the young monk and pointed at him.

Zhu Yanji was stunned for a moment, and then smiled knowingly.

Sure enough, the next moment, the little monk smiled bitterly and spoke.

"Amitabha! Although I did not teach this little benefactor the golden bell, but I can guarantee that there is absolutely no problem with its origin. If the Destiny Monk has any doubts, he can ask the little monk to ask questions!" As soon as the monk said these words, the others just paid it back. The expression on the face of the monk who destroyed the fate was very wonderful. He looked at Xiao Mian and then at the little monk, and finally left with a dark face and without saying a word. to the scene. Looking at the back of the Destiny Divine Monk, the young monk sighed softly: "It's a pity..."

But no one heard it. Even if they heard it, who could understand its meaning?

After that, the young monk continued to lecture on scriptures, but Xiao Mian and others found an opportunity to leave Wanning Temple - after all, this was the home ground of the Destiny Bald Donkey, and it was not a place to stay for a long time.

In the next few days, everyone stayed in seclusion to avoid causing trouble.

Of course, more importantly, after what happened at Wanning Temple, Guihai unexpectedly advanced and is busy consolidating his cultivation. Although Zhu Yanji has not advanced, she has also benefited a lot and is working hard to digest what she gained from enlightenment that day; Xiao Mian is busy It was very easy to repair the spiritual thoughts that were damaged because the golden bell was shattered. Fortunately, with the immortal stone, the spiritual thoughts were easily restored. As for Tuoba Lan, he kept thinking about the promise of the three palms. For Tuoba Lan, who is modest on the outside but arrogant on the inside, he was deeply impressed by the last move of the Great Compassionate Qianye Hand by the Divine Monk of Destruction of Fate. What was even more impressive was Xiao Mian's perseverance.

Compared with Xiao Mian, Tuoba Lan felt deeply frustrated.

Both of them were obviously at the beginning level of Jindan. However, when Xiao Mian and Gui Hai fought before, they were evenly matched, but Tuoba Lan was always slightly inferior to Gui Hai.

In other words, Tuoba Lan is not as good as Xiao Mian!

Tuoba Lan can be inferior to Guihai, after all, he is an intermediate Jindan monk, but he is not as good as Xiao Mian, who is at the same level, but Tuoba Lan finds it a bit difficult to accept.

Become stronger!

I want to be stronger!

Become stronger!

Become the strongest!

A belief thrives in Tuoba Lan's heart, and this is exactly what Tuoba Lan lacked the most before, that is - the heart for the Tao!

As for Tuobal Ling, he had nothing to do all day long. Seeing Xiao Mian and others retreating or practicing meditation one by one, Tuobal Ling felt a deep sense of loneliness.

The scene that happened at Wanning Temple a few days ago shocked Tuobaling.

Xiao Mian, Gui Hai, and that cousin Tuoba Lan who made him incomprehensible, these three people actually dared to challenge the quasi-Nascent Soul cultivator, the Mieyuan Divine Monk!

More importantly, they almost succeeded - if it weren't for the despicable, shameless, obscene and lewd Mieyuan Divine Monk who used his divine sense to sneak attack Xiao Mian...

Xiao Mian!

Thinking of Xiao Mian, Tuoba Ling's heart trembled.

But then, her mood became low.

Just now, Tuoba Lan came to tell her that he hoped she could stop following the little monk on the journey eastward, and the reason was very good - her cultivation was too low!

For the road back to the east, where high-level Jindan cultivators often come, the existence of a foundation-building cultivator not only can't help at all, but is a burden!

In fact, as early as the Liusha River, when he encountered the magic seal, Tuoba Ling realized this, but Tuoba Ling was reluctant to leave at the beginning, and there was another reason to support her: that was the identity of the protector imposed on her by Tuoba Shan when she left Wolf Howl Valley.

But now, Tuoba Lan said that he would replace Tuoba Ling as the protector of the little monk.

Tuoba Ling knew that Tuoba Lan was just worried about his own safety.

Tuoba Ling also knew that Tuoba Lan's worries were not unnecessary. When encountering the magic seal, Tuoba Ling did not think of committing suicide to reduce Xiao Mian's burden.

Tuoba Ling also knew that even if she continued to travel east, even if she went to the Shichahai, Xiao Mian would not have any feelings for her, because Xiao Mian had someone in his heart.

This was a keen perception of a young girl in love. Whenever Xiao Mian took a break, she could always see Xiao Mian take out a jade pendant and explore it carefully. Tuoba Ling secretly looked at the jade pendant. There was a woman carved on it. Although it was not beautiful, it had a unique charm.

The look in Xiao Mian's eyes when he looked at the jade pendant made Tuoba Ling know that there would be no chance in this life.

Therefore, after Tuoba Lan proposed that Tuoba Ling stop traveling east, Tuoba Ling agreed almost without thinking. Tuoba Ling's determination made Tuoba Lan, who had already seen that Tuoba Ling was attached to Xiao Mian, feel a little uncomfortable.

However, Tuoba Ling's willingness to go back was undoubtedly a good thing for her, Xiao Mian and his party, and even the entire Tuoba clan.

Besides, after the little monk had been preaching for ten days, he announced in public that he would leave Liuyun City that day, cross Liuyun Desert all the way east, and continue eastward to Shichahai.

This day was the day when the little monk left Liuyun City.

To be precise, the little monk had never entered Liuyun City at all. As soon as he arrived at the territory of Liuyun City, he was led to Wanning Temple in Qianjing Mountain by the abbot of Wanning Temple, Mie Du.

Now when he left, he was at the foot of Qianjing Mountain.

After saying goodbye to the monks of Wanning Temple and whispering to Mie Du, the little monk embarked on a new journey without hesitation. There were still a lot of people following the little monk, and therefore, Xiao Mian and others seemed insignificant.

Seeing the crowd going away, the abbot of Wanning Temple, Mie Du, seemed to be thinking about something.

At the same time, the highest cloud in Liuyun City was the "Viewing Cloud" in Liuyun City. With the help of the magic weapon, it was enough to see a hundred miles away.

Tuoba Ling stood on the viewing cloud, but did not look at the crowd shown in the magic weapon and Xiao Mian and others in the crowd. Facing Yun Lan, Tuoba Ling secretly shed tears.

In her palm, she tightly held a pearl that Xiao Mian had inadvertently given her...