My life of martial arts training

The other states watched this phenomenon indifferently and would not stop it, but no one dared to help ordinary people escape to the three states of Florida.

It is not easy for ordinary people to travel thousands of miles to enter the three states of Buddha. Eight out of ten people will die on the way.

This also cuts off the minds of most ordinary people.

"Buddha's light...."

Shen Yuan frowned slightly, and there was something strange in his soul, as if this Buddha's light had some connection with him.

"I have no connection with Buddhism. I shouldn't be able to arouse the incense. It can only be the ghost Buddha mentioned by Master." His face was a little solemn. He didn't expect that Mingfo State was so seriously eroded, or did he just happen to encounter it?

"No matter what, let's take a look first." The fire between Shen Yuan's brows surged, and a vertical pupil gradually formed.

Eyes of God!

Under more detailed observation, this ray of golden light is composed of wisps of fragrance, mixed with strong human emotions, but there seems to be a trace of black ghost charm hidden in it!

But the ghostly rhyme disappeared in an instant, as if what he saw was just an illusion.

"This operation is not easy." Shen Yuan let go of the golden light, and the golden light gradually turned into nothingness and dissipated between heaven and earth.

This golden light is invisible to ordinary people and must be immersed in the spirit to see it, which is equivalent to the Yun Qi realm.

"Hmm."

He rubbed his nose: "No wonder so many strong people reject Florida."

With the explosion of golden light, the air begins to be filled with the scent of incense. The scent of incense will subtly affect the minds of ordinary people and sincerely worship the Buddha.

It has the same effect on warriors, but it takes a long time to change the warrior's willpower.

However, for warriors at Yunqi realm or above, it has completely lost its effect, but it will make people feel uncomfortable, like tiny cotton wool mixed in the air.

Mingyou City is quite prosperous, with people coming and going on the streets and everything that should be there.

There is also a brothel in the city, but it has a different name, Huanxiyuan. The women in the courtyard are not revealingly dressed, and they give people a sense of purity and elegance.

Big fish and big meat also exist.

The seven emotions and six desires are human nature, and even Buddhism cannot change it.

However, the overall style is still biased toward Buddhism.

After appreciating the customs and customs of Ming Fozhou, Shen Yuan rested for one night and then continued his journey, taking his time to Xumi Temple.

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Half a month later.

Mount Sumeru.

"Senior Moyin, when will that person arrive?" Xuxuan, the current head of Xumi Temple, asked with a grimace.

In the past few years, Fozhou in the Ming Dynasty has been quite worried. There are evil ghosts and Buddhas inside, and there are ten thousand Buddhas and demon sects who covet it outside.

As the abbot of Xumi Temple, he is responsible for coordinating all matters, large and small. He has a heavy burden and great pressure on his shoulders.

"How do I know?" Dali Moyin said calmly. She was quite speechless in her heart. She originally thought that Shen Yuan would arrive in five or six days, but it turned out that it had been half a month and no one had been seen.

"Why are you panicking? Even if he comes here, he still can't find the ghosts and Buddhas."

"The formation of the Wheel of Cause and Effect has been set up. We are just waiting for Donor Shen to arrive before we can implement the plan." Xu Xuan clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice.

The ghost Buddha is integrated into the incense and can change its position at will. Even the god of refinement cannot lock it unless it stops collecting incense and forces the ghost Buddha out little by little.

Unless the ghost Buddha himself appears, under the intentional guidance of Meng Pavilion, the ghost Buddha is always dormant, constantly polluting the incense atmosphere with ghost rhymes.

Buddhism uses the energy of incense to practice, and it has long been impossible to give up, and the actions of ghosts and Buddhas are like reminders.

In fact, Buddhism has made up its mind very early on. If the real thing cannot be done, it will definitely give up all the incense and incense, and must first deal with ghosts and Buddhas. Although the losses will be huge, Buddhism may be unable to recover.

But compared to complete destruction, this price is not unacceptable.

However, Tian Juzi brought them a way to amplify the causal relationship between Shen Yuan and the resentful ghost, thereby drawing out the ghost and Buddha.

The White Walkers have no sanity. Even if Dream Pavilion has a way to guide them, they can only control them to a certain extent and cannot completely control the White Walkers.

Ghosts and Buddhas mutate through the resentful thoughts of resentful ghosts, so to a certain extent, they have some of the properties of resentful ghosts.

Although the ghost Buddha broke out in Ming Fozhou, it was related to the entire Buddhist affairs. Many Buddhist forces in Shantuo Prefecture and Posu Prefecture also participated. After discussion, it was found that the method given by Tianjuzi was indeed effective, and they finally chose to implement this plan.

Originally, Jinlong Temple was the most suitable candidate, but unfortunately Shang Xia died, cutting off the cause and effect.

If the ghosts and Buddhas want to completely pollute all the incense, it will take decades at least. They can still afford to wait for three years.

But the agreed time has come, and I waited and waited, but no one came.

Even though the eminent monks of the Buddhist sect have cultivated their moral character and their mental state has calmed down a long time ago, they are still feeling anxious at this moment. They all want to send out their disciples to search, but they can only give up when they think that Meng Pavilion is watching in the dark.

"I've been waiting for three years, so don't worry about this month." Dali Moyin said lightly. Fortunately, she had the foresight to leave early.

Her main purpose was to escort Shen Yuan to Xumi Temple safely, and then people from Xumi Temple would naturally protect him.

However, in order to complete what Tian Juzi told her, she still chose to leave a clone.

"Amitabha."

Xu Xuan recited the Buddha's name, with a look of compassion on his face, and said: "The young monk has to be anxious. If you wait a little longer, the incense will be less concentrated in the city."

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Three more days passed.

On a road, the ground was compacted, and a group of monks in yellow robes, with pious faces, walked on the roadside, bowing their heads with every step.

Shen Yuan sat in the carriage and was no longer surprised by this.

These were all Buddhist pilgrims, heading to the Wuxiang Buddhaland in their hearts, Xumi Temple.

"Xumei Temple, we are almost there."

Shen Yuan looked at the majestic Jinshan Mountain in front of him. Under the reflection of the sun, the entire Xumi Mountain exuded dazzling golden light.

And a group of believers, with weathered faces and dry skin, looked at Xumi Mountain with pious and fanatical expressions in their eyes, as if it was more important than their own lives.

"In addition to the need to devote one's own faith, the three states of Buddhism are indeed the best place for ordinary people to live." He sighed in his heart.

Get out of the carriage.

"Sir, it will take another two hours to reach Xumi Mountain." The driver saw Shen Yuan coming out and reminded him.

"No, this is the travel fee." Shen Yuan shook his head, threw a pill to the driver, turned into a beam of light, and flew towards Xumi Temple.

We have already reached the foot of Mount Xumi, there is no need to hide our tracks. If even here is dangerous, then there is no need to save Mingfuzhou.

Before approaching Mount Xumi, a breath appeared and blocked Shen Yuan's way.

"I, the monk Huishan, may I ask the name of the donor?" The white-faced young monk in the middle, with red lips and white teeth, wearing a pure white cassock, put his hands together and asked.

"Jiyang Sect, Zhu Xiao." Shen Yuan said calmly.

Huishan's eyes condensed. According to the intelligence, the Saint of Jiyang Sect only broke through the body refining two years ago, but the person in front of him did not look like the initial stage of body refining at all, and his breath was unfathomable.

This made him not associate Shen Yuan's identity at the first time.

"The uncles and uncles in the temple have been waiting for a long time, please follow me." Huishan invited with a smile.