Who asked him to cultivate immortality!

The reason why Venerable Qingyan could cultivate to the Crossing Tribulation Stage was not only because of his terrifying talent, amazing calculation, unyielding perseverance and luck.

He would give in at the critical moment.

"Not bad." Lu Yang walked around the cabin with his hands behind his back, looking very elegant.

After all, it was a great man who crossed the tribulation, so it was extraordinary. The cabin was well-made, without even a burr.

In the cabin, there were tables, chairs, benches, beds, and wardrobes.

"Wait, why is there only one bed?" Lu Yang frowned. He slept here, where did the fairy sleep?

Venerable Qingyan was surprised: "Given your relationship with the Great Immortal, you still sleep in separate beds?"

"Hmm?"

"Hmm?"

Venerable Qingyan realized his mistake and had a disagreement with his leader. It must be his own problem. He quickly changed his words and said: "I didn't think it through. I will make another bed now."

"One bed is one bed." The Immortal Fairy floated out and thought that this cabin was okay. Although it was far inferior to Zhu Tian, ​​it was also okay. The Great Xia Palace was built during the Tribulation Period.

"This..." Venerable Qingyan's eyes drifted back and forth, not knowing who to listen to. Logically, he should listen to the Great Immortal, but if he offended the Great Immortal's favorite, it would not end well.

"Fairy, where should I sleep if there is only one bed?"

"Isn't this bed quite big? Can't we sleep together?" The Immortal Fairy gestured. The bed made by Venerable Qingyan was bigger than the one in the spiritual space.

"You are the emperor of the Soybean Dynasty, a person worth thousands of gold and chariots. I am extremely terrified. How can I be qualified to sleep in the same bed with the emperor? That is what male concubines do."

"Are you a male concubine?" Immortal Fairy had never heard of this word and asked curiously.

Lu Yang said seriously: "No."

"Well, then two beds."

Seeing this scene, Venerable Qingyan thought that he would listen to Lu Yang in the future.

After a night, the elders of Xitian Temple were still persistently looking for clues about Ye Zijin, but they couldn't find him even after turning the entire Xitian City upside down.

Xinding's life became richer. Because of Yu Youlan's one-sided ambiguous relationship, there were many cultivators who came to find trouble. The cultivators who were hostile to Xinding were all Qi training Great Perfection. Fighting with Xinding at their realm would be said to be bullying the weak, so they sent Qi training seventh-level subordinates who were on par with Xinding.

With Yinglong Visualization Diagram, Xinding who had learned Arhat Fist and Lion Roar was invincible at the same level.

The seventh-level Qi training defeated the eighth-level Qi training, the eighth-level Qi training defeated the ninth-level Qi training, and the ninth-level Qi training defeated the Qi training Great Perfection.

Xin Ding was unstoppable, and he became more and more courageous. He fought to support himself. His fighting skills and his understanding of Luohan Fist and Lion Roar were rapidly improved, which was amazing.

"With such talent, he will definitely be able to enter the Upper Monk Academy and become an upper monk in the future."

"It's hard to say. He has the lowest five spiritual roots. Although he can fight in the Qi training period, it's just that he has fewer means in the Qi training period, and he happened to learn the Lion Roar that he shouldn't learn in the Qi training period."

"He will be weak when he reaches the foundation building period, but he can only be glorious for a while."

"That's right, you really think that a mere errand monk can show off his power."

"Even if he has a master uncle in the God Transformation period as a backer, what does it matter? He only has five spiritual roots. Can his cultivation talent compare with our four spiritual roots?"

Xin Ding turned a deaf ear to all kinds of comments from others and concentrated on cultivation.

It was not until two months later that Master Mingyu summoned all the monks in the Qi training stage to enter the Xitian Secret Realm. The errands, the martial monks, the dining hall, the discipline hall... Master Mingyu would summon them once a year, but no one in the Xitian Temple knew what was in the Xitian Secret Realm. Even if they asked these monks in the Qi training stage afterwards, it was useless because they had forgotten.

All the monks in the Qi training stage entered the secret realm, and the Xitian Temple was suddenly empty. The two deacons of the martial monks' hall started chatting.

"Is there any realm restriction in this Xitian Secret Realm? Otherwise, why only the monks in the Qi training stage are allowed to enter, but not us?"

"Is it possible that we entered when we were in the Qi training stage?"

"Hey, what you said makes sense."

...

This was the first time many people saw Master Mingyu, and the monks' eyes were full of excitement, although they had no idea where Master Mingyu was going to take them.

This was also the first time Lu Yang saw the ruler of the Buddhist country.

Master Mingyu was tall and stood out from the crowd. He wore a gorgeous cassock to show his status.

Recently, Xin Ding has been in the limelight, and has also attracted a lot of attention, with both envious and jealous eyes.

Master Mingyu took everyone to the place behind the abbot's courtyard. This is a restricted area shrouded in chaotic fog. All divine senses are prohibited from exploring. Only Master Mingyu is qualified to enter. The Secret Realm of the West is hidden somewhere in the chaotic fog, so no one knows the true location of the Secret Realm of the West.

"The secret realm is open, in the mouth of a stone lion." Immortal Fairy said. In the entire chaotic restricted area, except for Master Mingyu, only Immortal Fairy can see what happened.

Master Mingyu broke a tooth of the stone lion, and the Secret Realm of the West was opened, and all monks entered in turn.

"What a strong Buddhist breath." As soon as he entered the secret realm, Lu Yang could feel the Buddhist breath from the outside world through the Qingfeng Sword World, which amazed him.

This is the Buddhist breath used for purification and transcendence, but Lu Yang has never seen such a strong Buddhist breath.

All the monks stood there blankly with empty eyes.

"Is this due to the influence of Buddha's breath that has led to entering an illusion?" The technique that Lu Yang practices is most sensitive to illusions. It seems that this is the test method of the secret realm of the West.

"I don't know if this batch has passed the test." Master Mingyu was very uncertain. It had been a long time since any monk had passed the secret realm test. Even he had failed. If we traced back further, we could trace it back to 12,000 years ago, when his master was still in the Qi training stage.

"Maybe Xin of the Discipline Academy really has hope." Master Mingyu looked at a monk with big ears and a face full of Buddha. He heard from the head of the Discipline Academy that this Xin was a rare good seedling. He was born with a Buddha image, was proficient in Buddhist principles, and was honest. Everyone who knew him praised him.

As for Xin Ding, he had also heard about it, but Xin Ding was famous for his combat power, not Buddhism.

To pass the secret realm test, cultivation is not important, what is important is Buddhism.

"Let's see what they choose in the illusion." Master Mingyu chanted a Buddhist name, merged into the Buddha's breath, and entered the illusion.

In the illusion, Xinzhen was exposed to the scorching sun, stripped bare-armed and carrying a huge stone to build a statue. The huge stone accidentally fell to the ground and broke a corner. The supervisor was furious and whipped him with a whip. Xinzhen put his hands together, chanted scriptures, entered a state of forgetting both the self and the world, and forgot the pain of the flesh.

"You can endure such pain without changing your face, not bad." Master Mingyu praised.

"I heard from the monks that Xinding is also a good seedling?" Master Mingyu thought of Xinding and entered Xinding's illusion.

As soon as he entered the illusion, he heard bursts of screams, and the screams were shrill.

Master Mingyu frowned, why is Xinding so temperamental, unable to bear even the slightest pain?

Then he saw Xinding whipping the supervisor with a whip.