Mind Cultivation Record

Qianjing Mountain, Wanning Temple, Precepts Hall.

The Destiny Monk knelt before the Buddha, bowed his head and repented.

Miedu walked into the Discipline Hall, looked at Mianyuan kneeling on the ground, and remained silent for a long time.

"Brother host, have they left?"

"……,Um!"

"good very good!"

"Yes! Today you will step down from your position as the leader of the Discipline Hall, practice with peace of mind, and strive to survive the great catastrophe as soon as possible, condense the Nascent Soul, and take a further step..."

Just as Miedu said this, the Divine Monk Mianyuan suddenly stood up, looked up at the tall and solemn Buddha statue in front of him, and let out an unbridled laugh.

"Bah..., haha! Hahaha..."

"Junior Brother Mianyuan!"

In desperation, Abbot Nie Du used the Buddhist magical power - the lion's roar!

The rolling sound waves resounded through the Discipline Hall, but they could not bring back the Buddha nature of the Destiny Monk.

Strands of pitch-black hair sprouted from the originally bald head of the Divine Monk of Destruction, and then grew wildly like vines, and soon ended up hanging around his shoulders.

Abbot Miedu stared blankly, his face uncertain.

Possessed!

Destroy fate and become a demon!

"Please ask the abbot to expel me from the temple!"

"You..., why are you doing this? Even if you don't go, others will deal with him. Why should you give up your mercy and pick up the butcher's knife again? It's a sin! A sin!"

"There are some things that I have to figure out myself!" After a pause, the Destiny Divine Monk - No! Now that he was no longer a divine monk, Mianyuan turned around and saw that his face was as usual, showing no signs of being possessed by a demon. His whole body had a stable and peaceful aura, which was more pleasing to the eye than when he shaved his head. After bowing to Abbot Miedu, Mianyuan said, "Thank you so much, Brother Abbot, for taking me in over the years. Today, Mianyuan is leaving!"

After saying that, Mie Yuan's figure had disappeared.

In the huge Discipline Hall, only one Abbot of Nirvana is left.

But the next moment, Abbot Nirvana opened his lips lightly.

"First it's the seal of Longhua Temple, and then it's the destiny of my Wanning Temple to be destroyed. It doesn't matter to others, these two are talented people who have the hope of becoming a Nascent Soul! It's a pity..." When saying this, the abbot of Netherworld had a look on his face. Lonely, but soon, he said with a solemn face: "Since I, Wanning Temple, have lost the destiny of extinction, no one else can think of staying out of it!"

"I know what to do!"

"Yeah! Go ahead!"

As Abbot Nirvana waved his hand, a shadow seemed to pass by the front of the Discipline Hall. The face of the Buddha statue enshrined in the center of the Discipline Hall dimmed, making it somewhat unreal...

The next day, a news spread throughout Liuyun Desert - the head of the Discipline Hall of Wanning Temple and the quasi-Nascent Soul monk, the Destiny Monk, was expelled from Wanning Temple!

Because of the lessons learned from Longhua Temple's Dharma Seal, as soon as the news of Mianyuan's expulsion came out, everyone guessed the whereabouts of Mianyuan.

There are those who say that Wanning Temple has ulterior motives, and there are those who say that the young monk is so talented that he is jealous, but most of them are still looking forward to it - looking forward to the fight between the young holy monk and the former fate-destroying monk in the near future. Dragon and tiger fight.

This news soon reached the ears of everyone traveling eastward.

When the young monk heard the news, Gujing Wubo felt as if he had already expected the evil monk to be possessed. He touched his sleeves lightly and continued to move forward.

Among the many followers, one-third left decisively, one-third continued to follow, and the other third stood still, wavering between snake and rat.

No matter what others do, Xiao Mian and others naturally follow the young monk closely.

Xiao Mian, Zhu Yanji, Gui Hai, and Tuo Ba Lan, in their minds, the four of them are the real protectors of the young monk's return to the east. It is best for the others to leave cleanly, lest someone changes sides in the face of the battle. That’s why misfortunes never come singly.

The journey passes day by day.

The possessed Mie Yuan did not launch any offensive, but the unchanging desert caused the number of followers to decrease day by day. Ten days after the young monk left Liuyun City, the number of followers who were still following the young monk's footsteps had been reduced to three hundred.

Among these three hundred people, there are still many monks in the foundation building stage. In order to let them keep up with the speed of everyone, the young monk repeatedly slowed down the journey and slowed down the speed.

One month after leaving Liuyun City, after learning that the young holy monk had no intention of entering other cities in Liuyun Desert, but was going to cross the border of Liuyun Desert and go straight into Huanyun Desert in the east, the number of followers increased again. Minus, there are only a hundred or ten people left, and most of these hundred and ten people are foundation-building monks. There are only six golden elixir monks. Even these six people are still at the elementary level of golden elixir, and their combat power is even more ordinary. .

Gui Hai once said in private that he could beat six of them by himself!

On this day, a young monk sat cross-legged on a rocky cliff. The hundreds of people in front of him were the most devout followers along the way, at least so far.

"Dear donors, it has been a month since you left Liuyun City. Do you really plan to follow the young monk all the way east to the Shicha Sea? Please note that although it has been a smooth journey so far, the real danger lies in Liuyun Desert and Huanshan Sea. The desert between clouds and deserts!”

Straight to the point, the little monk pointed out the danger.

In Liuyunmo, if Mianyuan takes action rashly and successfully kills the little holy monk, Liuyunmo and Wanning Temple are both to blame. Outside Liuyunmo, the situation is different.

It was also because of this that Moyin chose to take action at the Liusha River on the border of Liyun Desert.

After hearing what the young monk said, everyone whispered among themselves.

After getting along with each other for a month, everyone became familiar with each other, and soon a spokesperson was selected.

"Reporting to the little saint monk: I am Zhao Liyuan. Thanks to all fellow Taoists, I am your spokesperson. There are some things that we all have wanted to communicate with the little saint monk for a long time. Today, since the little saint monk opened the mouth of Chrysostom, I will tell you Tell us what we think." Seeing the young monk nod, Zhao Liyuan pondered for a while before continuing: "Actually, it's not that we are willing to follow the young monk to take risks, it's really..."

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Liyuan made a long speech.

However, it turns out that most of the remaining 100 people are fugitives wanted by various forces in Liuyun City. They are either murderers or committing many evil deeds. The reason why they followed the young monk and left Liuyun City is really There is no other place to go.

Without the protection of the little monk, they would either be obliterated by the harsh environment, or be strangled by the major forces in Liuyun Desert. Instead of doing this, it is better to follow the little monk. Maybe they can still have a way to survive in Shichahai, right? ?

Even the young monk, who had awakened Su Hui's great Buddhist virtue, was quite dumbfounded after hearing Zhao Liyuan's explanation. As for Xiao Mian and others, they had already bent over with laughter.

The devout believers who co-authored Little Saint Monk are all a bunch of evil people!

Of course, there are a few people who are determined to protect the young monk, and a few are even wandering monks who observe the precepts. They are the real followers of the young monk.

"No matter what your purpose is or what your intentions are, not far ahead is the boundary of Liuyun Desert, Liuyun Gorge. Once you leave Liuyun Gorge, Liuyun Desert is no longer Liuyun Mo! If you want to leave, this This is the last chance!" What the young monk said had a profound meaning, and it made everyone's hearts sink. Leaving Liuyun Mo means that they will be ambushed by the possessed monks at any time. After a pause, seeing no one leaving, the young monk continued: "Since none of you are planning to leave, I will teach you a formation!"

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to react, the little monk suddenly shot out more than a hundred rays of fine Buddha's light. Each ray of Buddha's light poured into everyone and disappeared.

Everyone was stunned, and then, a formation diagram appeared in everyone's mind. To be more precise, it was a formation transformation diagram of a battle formation.

"What you all got is the 'One Hundred and Eight Great Arhat Formation', one of the seventy-two secrets of Buddhism. I don't expect you to be of any help. I just hope that you can protect yourself and don't suffer any harm because of me." No harm, remember!”

"Thank you to the little holy monk for teaching me this art!"

Zhao Liyuan was worthy of being the spokesperson elected by everyone. He took the lead in saluting and thanking the young monk. Naturally, the others followed his example and thanked him endlessly.

In the next few days, the young monk decided to postpone his schedule to let everyone adapt to the various changes and cooperation of the one hundred and eight Arhat Formations. Everyone's cultivation level is uneven, their qualifications are different, and their understanding is also very different. But the strange thing is that when learning the one hundred and eight Arhat formations, everyone's progress is surprisingly consistent. The cooperation between them seems to be in sync with each other, and there is almost no running-in period.

After the One Hundred and Eight Arhat Formation was slightly completed, the young monk asked Xiao Mian and others to enter the formation one by one and try to break out of the formation.

Except for Zhu Yanji, who relied on her divine consciousness and spotted a gap in the formation to escape, the other three were trapped by the Arhat Formation.

Tuoba Lan only persisted for a moment before being blasted out of the formation.

If Xiao Mian had gone all out, he would have been able to hold on for a moment longer. However, partly to hide his clumsiness, and partly to save Tuoba Lan's face, Xiao Mian only persisted for a little longer, and then deliberately showed a weakness and took advantage of the situation to pretend to be the one being deployed. A big formation was blasted.

Guihai relied on his high-level Jindan cultivation and long-lasting true energy to sustain him for a period of time. However, facing the endless attacks from the Great Arhat Formation, he was in a hurry in the end and was accidentally beaten by one of the Jindan monks. A big formation.

From then on, Guihai no longer dared to look down upon the six junior Golden Core cultivators.