Sword Master Ling Tian

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. When Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang Ye Baoer arrived in the city, the city was already overcrowded.

Ling Tian was also extremely surprised at this. He didn't expect that a Zen meditation meeting could attract so many people.

"Hey, the scene this time is really different, why are so many people!?"

Not only Ling Tian, ​​but even Qin Shaoyang himself, looked astonished, "I remember the Dafa meeting held by Liu Yiyi Dekui a year ago. There were not so many people, right?"

"The two of you have been meditating for three days. Naturally, I don’t know. I have already inquired about it. I said that this meditation meeting is different from the past. This time it can only be attended by the younger generation. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has taken out the Buddhist School The Prajna Sutra, it is said that the leader of this Zen meditation conference can try to observe..."

"It can be said that whoever wins will have the opportunity to inherit the mantle and bowl of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Ye Baoer shrugged.

"That Prajna Sutra? Hey... dear, this is incredible, but it is a level higher than my practice. I have seen it before and was enshrined in the case of the Buddha of the Great Hall of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. It is said that he only has the nature of becoming a Buddha. Only the disciples of him can see that the scriptures pass it down. Now it has been thousands of years and has not been touched by anyone."

Qin Shaoyang hissed, very surprised.

"So, this time the Fa conference is different. Almost all the great Buddhist sects of the Human Race have come. All the true disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temples are also bound to win this."

Ye Baoer looked at Ling Tian, ​​"Brother-in-law, you are not under pressure!"

"Hehe, it's so good, the more people the better."

Ling Tian chuckled, urging Qin Shaoyang to lead the way, and the three of them went straight to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

This Fa conference attracted hundreds of thousands of martial artists to observe and observe, among them, Buddhist disciples accounted for 90%.

It is no worse than the scale of the Hundred Sects of the Flying Battle Ranking.

With so many people coming to watch the ceremony, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple could not accommodate it, so the venue was set up under the gate of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

A lotus-shaped high platform was built, scattered across the lotus seats, with tens of thousands of positions.

In the center of the high platform, there is a six-story lotus throne, which is the position of the leader of the Fa.

Around it, there are six three-tiered lotus pedestals.

The disciples of the younger generations who are known for their prestige in Buddhism can find their own positions, and they are all at the upper level. As a challenge, the latecomers have to go from the lowest level to the highest level.

When Ling Tian and Qin Shaoyang reached the gate of the mountain, they were a little dumbfounded when they saw the huge high platform.

"I'm going, is it so spectacular? I want to try it.’

Qin Shaoyang rubbed his hands.

"Try the woolen yarn, you will get sleepy as soon as people recite the Buddha, and you will fall asleep before arguing. The Buddha will be **** off by you!"

Ye Bao'er pinched Qin Shaoyang's ear, and the two of them were laughing and making noises all the way, which made Ling Tian a little envious.

However, Ling Tian's gaze was always on this high platform of lotus flowers. He counted the ninety-nine and eighty-one floors, which was very particular.

The entire high platform is shaped like a lotus and sits under the mountain gate, as if it is enveloped by the Bodhi tree. The Buddha's light is very rich on the lotus, rising continuously, and sitting on it, I am afraid that it will benefit from it.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the bell in the gate of Wanfo Temple started to ring, and the gate opened, and a series of Buddhist disciples who covered the Buddha's light filed out from it.

At the forefront, there are several old monks with white beards and eyebrows. Among them, there is a nun with a majestic appearance and the majestic light of the Buddha. It is like a big day, with brilliant golden light shining, which means that people will kneel down and worship. .

This nun has a very high level of cultivation, and she is already a great achievement in the late stage of the fairy tale, even if it is now Ling Tian, ​​it can't help it.

However, Ling Tian looked back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

Behind the Jing Zen nun, followed a disciple wearing a hat and a monk robe. Although Ling Tian looked down on her face, his heart suddenly moved.

Liu Yiyi!

Absolutely!

Ling Tian couldn't tell why, but he could be sure that this person was definitely Liu Yiyi, and he would never admit his mistake.

Seeing Ling Tian a little bit ready to move, Qin Shaoyang quickly grabbed Ling Tian and said, "Brother-in-law, don't be impulsive. If you want to see you, you have to go up from below.

"Ok……"

Ling Tian suppressed the excitement in his heart and calmed down.

Jing Chan and a group of strong immortals sat on the cliff on the side of the lotus platform, while other disciples took their seats on the lotus platform one after another.

However, Liu Yiyi among them flew directly on top of the six-layer lotus throne on the top of the high platform, and a canopy rose up, completely concealing his figure.

"She is now the first disciple of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple and the leader of the last Dafa meeting, so she can sit on it without challenging anyone."

At this time, Wukong's voice sounded from the crowd.

"Hey, what's the situation, why didn't you, a bald fellow, make it up? Your ranking, among the disciples of the younger generation, should be able to sit on the three-story lotus platform?"

Qin Shaoyang was startled.

"Yes, but Wukong has no intention of the so-called Prajna Sutra, and he knows that the Buddha nature is not as good as Sister Nian Ling, so he didn't participate."

Wukong folded his hands and smiled faintly.

"Hehe, Wukong, you have indeed grown a lot, and in some respects, I am afraid that many people are not as good as you, including me."

Ling Tian patted Wukong on the shoulder.

"Ling Tian's donor joked."

However, Wukong didn't care much about Ling Tian's boasting. Instead, he stepped forward and looked at the Buddhist disciples who were seated on the Gaotai Mountain one after another.

"What Wukong wants to remind is that in addition to Senior Sister Nianling, there are two others who have the most prestige in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple."

Wukong pointed to Ling Tian at the monk sitting on the third stage lotus platform on the westernmost side, and said: "Senior Brother Shenxiu was the first disciple of Wanfo Temple when Senior Sister Nianling hadn’t come. Later, Senior Sister Nianling appeared. No chance."

Ling Tian looked over and found that this god-xiu looked very handsome, even if it was shaved, it did not reflect his temperament at all.

"The second one is Senior Brother Huineng sitting in Zhengnan. He is the second disciple, but the Zen debate is the most powerful. In the last Dafa meeting, Senior Sister Nianling defeated Huineng before becoming the leader."

This Hui Neng looked almost thirty years old, and its appearance was not very good, and the temperament of Shenxiu was very different, just like a hidden sweeping monk, people dare not to underestimate it.

"These two people are the disciples with the strongest Buddha nature under Sister Nian Ling, and they are bound to be met by the donor..."

After Wukong finished speaking, Ling Tian smiled with his hands folded: "Shenxiu, Huineng... OK, I know, you just wait for me here..."

On the high platform, nearly half of the Buddhist disciples were already seated at this time, and the Buddhist nuns of Jing Chan also announced the start of the puja, and a dense crowd of challengers flocked to the high platform from all around.

Ling Tian also chose a route and went straight up.