Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

"Tofu Tianzun?"

The little monk was shocked when he heard the existence in the sword tell about his past. This is really an extremely extraordinary existence.

He racked his brains for a long time, but still couldn't think of any ancient great man named "tofu".

"Alas, forget it, it seems that even I can't escape the fate of the nameless years."

Tofu Tianzun sighed, not knowing whether he was sighing at the ruthlessness of time or reminiscing about the free and easy era.

"It's a pity that my cause and effect are too heavy. If I appear in the world, I'm afraid it will trigger a shocking immortal war, and this small Xitian Temple will be reduced to ruins."

"Then, what should I do?" The little monk didn't expect that a sword he picked up casually would involve so many things. He was trembling with fear, fearing that he would touch on some big cause and effect.

"I am now temporarily living in this immortal sword, precisely to eliminate the cause and effect. As long as you, the little monk, don't leak out my affairs, nothing will happen."

"That's good, that's good. I have the tightest mouth and will never tell anyone about my predecessors." The little monk said hurriedly.

"That's the best."

After that, no more sound came from the sword. I don't know whether Tofu Tianzun was too lazy to talk or fell asleep.

Knowing the origin of Tofu Tianzun, the little monk did not dare to neglect it, let alone the idea of ​​abandoning the immortal sword. He carefully held the immortal sword and tiptoed back to the Zen room.

The Zen room was a large bunk bed that could accommodate six or seven people. The little monk quietly found a clean long strip of cloth, wrapped the Qingfeng sword, found his place, put it next to the pillow, and then went to sleep.

...

"Xinding, why did you go to the toilet for so long last night?" When the little monk woke up in the morning and put on his clothes, his companion asked.

He slept in a daze last night, and he couldn't remember how long the little monk went to the toilet, but it felt like a long time.

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies."

"So?"

"So I can't say it." The little monk said seriously. The matter of Tofu Tianzun must not be told to others, otherwise the West Heaven Temple will be destroyed. Now he is responsible for saving the West Heaven Temple.

"Ah?"

When he woke up in the morning, the little monk put on his clothes, had a light breakfast, went to morning class and recited scriptures, and fetched water, chopped wood, and cleaned the courtyard with other errand monks. After doing all this, he meditated.

"Little monk, are you visualizing?" The dull and ancient voice of Tofu Tianzun came from the fairy sword. Tofu Tianzun noticed that the little monk had a foundation in cultivation, and it was about the fifth level of Qi training.

In front of the little monk was a yellowed picture of Arhat subduing demons. He was visualizing this picture to stimulate his consciousness.

The world of immortal cultivation generally uses visualization to increase spiritual consciousness. Meng Jingzhou's method of suppressing instinctive impulses at all times to increase spiritual consciousness is a method used by very few people.

The little monk was shocked and looked around. He found that no matter whether it was the brothers and sisters who were meditating or the uncle who was in charge, they did not hear the voice of the Heavenly Venerable.

"Don't look at it. This is the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness. Others can't hear it."

The little monk then replied: "To reply to the Heavenly Venerable, yes."

"This is the most basic visualization map. If you want to get a better visualization map, you need to contribute to the temple and exchange it with merit points."

The little monk smiled shyly and said: "But this picture of Arhat subduing demons is already very good. It is said that it was handed down from ancient times."

The little monk's hand could not be an authentic work. It was just a rubbing of an ancient visualization map.

"This kind of thing is worthy of being called a visualization map." Tofu Heavenly Venerable shook his head and sneered at the little monk's visualization method.

"Since you have met me, it means that you have a connection with me. I will pass on the real ancient visualization picture to you, so that you won't lose face if you tell others about it in the future."

Tofu Tianzun used his spiritual consciousness as a brand to imprint a picture in the little monk's mind.

"What is this?!"

The little monk closed his eyes, and the spiritual consciousness imprint of Tofu Tianzun appeared in his mind.

It was a golden dragon flying between heaven and earth. It was born as the emperor. It was more domineering than any real dragon portrait that the little monk had seen in the book. The dragon frowned and attracted the fairy thunder, as if the world changed with his will.

"This is one of the five founders of your Buddhism. I have met him several times. This visualization picture can be called Yinglong Visualization Picture."

One of the five founders of Buddhism!

When the little monk heard these five words, his heart was shocked. Wasn't the founder of Buddhism the World Honored One? How come it became five when it came to Tianzun? !

The little monk visualized the Dragon Great Venerable and found that the stimulation effect on the consciousness was far better than the Arhat Subduing Demon Picture!

Generally speaking, the stronger the figure in the visualization picture, the greater the impact of the deeds on the world, and the connection with the visualization method, the better the visualization effect.

Such a good effect shows that the real dragon in the visualization picture is related to Buddhism, and its status in Buddhism is absolutely outrageous!

He is really one of the founders of Buddhism!

The little monk felt that Tofu Tianzun was more and more unfathomable, and this thing given to him subverted his cognition.

"May I ask Tianzun, what is the matter with the five founders of Buddhism?"

"Your cultivation is too low, it is not the time to know the secrets of the ancient times."

"Yes."

From the perspective of visualization, Lu Yang is also visualizing, but he is visualizing a living immortal fairy, not a picture.

This is equivalent to Lu Yang visualizing all the time, and his consciousness is naturally far superior to his peers.

"Speaking of which, I don't know what your name is, little monk."

"The little monk is calm, and I am a errand monk in the errand yard."

"Subdue the Monkey Heart and Settle the Universe, a good name."

With the mysterious Tofu Tianzun giving him the ancient visualization map, the young monk Xinding felt that his spiritual cultivation was progressing by leaps and bounds, and he had never felt so happy before.

After a few days, Xinding's spiritual consciousness became stronger and stronger, and his whole spirit and energy changed. However, other monks were in contact with Xinding every day and did not notice this tiny change.

One day, Xinding finished his visualization and walked out of the meditation room. Suddenly, a stone flew over, aiming at Xinding's forehead.

Xinding seemed to notice something, turned his head and dodged it.

"Brother Xinding, you have become quite skilled in the past few days?" Several monks laughed contemptuously, and the leading monk was holding a few stones in his hand.

"It turned out to be Brother Xincheng." Xinding responded lightly, as if he didn't know that Xincheng deliberately hit him with stones, making Xincheng feel like he was punching cotton and couldn't use any strength.

"It's Xincheng, why is he here?"

"Don't you know yet? Now that the selection of the Martial Monk Academy is imminent, he is snatching merit points everywhere to exchange for items to prepare for the selection!"

"I also heard that he is acquainted with the senior brothers of the Martial Monk Academy, and the senior brothers of the Martial Monk Academy gave him a fragmentary picture of the Xiangxiang Crossing the River."

"What, it's actually a fragmentary picture of the Xiangxiang Crossing the River, that's a visualization picture that we can't afford even if we do odd jobs for half a lifetime!"

"Yes, Junior Brother Xinding is probably in trouble."