Chapter 1934 The Buddha Consciousness Appeared in Jinghong

Only then did Zen Master Mingyue realize that Xìng Chen called himself an old man, and he narrowed his eyes even more when he smiled, and hurriedly said: "If the uncle is not willing, then sit on it, and the disciple will preside over the Buddhist sect on my behalf! It's a beautiful thing!"

"What a beautiful thing!" Xìng Chen said angrily, "I haven't heard that the three challenges of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are held on a ring built with a few wooden pillars. This kind of ring can be used by ordinary people for martial arts competition. It will collapse! Not to mention anything else, with a flying sword from Confucianism, and a Buddha seal from my disciple, wouldn’t your thin wooden plank be finished?”

"I know!" Zen Master Mingyue blushed a little, and said with a smile, "but there are only about thirty people in Xiaojin Temple, how can I have the financial and material resources to make it perfect? ​​This arena is just for the disciples who are not good enough to play on it. Master Uncle and the scribes of Changsheng Academy are naturally flying around in the sky for the secular people to look up to, so how can we use this arena?"

"That being said, this is also the face of my Buddhist sect, so I have to take it seriously! Xìng Kong, Xìng Min, and Xìng Fan, go and bless the Buddha's light on the ring, lest there be any troubles for others to laugh at!"

"Yes, I understand!" Hearing the order, the three Buddha disciples who lowered their brows and said nothing answered and stood up.

"Master, please..." Mingfa glanced at Zen Master Mingyue, and said hastily.

"Go, I'll go out together!" Xìng Chen waved his hand, "Seeing that the sky is already dawning, it won't be long to meditate in the quiet room."

"Yes, uncle, please!" Zen Master Mingyue and others hurriedly stood up.

After walking outside the Xiaojin Temple, he saw a large area of ​​flat land under the mountain gate, a ring several feet in size, supported by more than a dozen thick wooden pillars under the ring, and the thickness of the ring surface was also one foot , it is extremely solid. On both sides of the arena, there are two sheds built. The inside is empty, and no tables and chairs have been placed yet.

The arena under the morning light looked very lonely, especially between the thick wooden pillars. There is now darkness in the gap, and it looks very rough. Maybe it was just blamed by Xìng Chen. Zen Master Mingyue, who was originally proud of the ring, actually felt a little hot on his face, peeking at Xìng Chen in front of his head, as if waiting for Xìng Chen to speak.

Unexpectedly, Xingchen only glanced lightly, then raised his head to look at Changsheng Town, where the night had just faded away, wondering what he was thinking. Zen Master Mingyue didn't dare to say much, but just accompanied him quietly.

But it was Xìng Kong, Xìng Min and Xìng Fan. After discussing a few words in a low voice, they stood in different parts of the arena, each waving their arms, or mantras or seals of Buddha. It was shot slowly and landed on all parts of the arena. It took only half an hour for faint Buddha lights to emerge from all parts of the arena.

Mingfa jumped up. Landed on the ring, kicked a few times with luck, never heard the "twisting" sound before, smiled, put his hands together and bowed: "Thank you three uncles!"

"Amitabha!" The three monks clasped their hands together and smiled faintly. It was already dawn in the east, and the monks' robes of the crowd fluttered slowly in the morning wind, a kind of solemnity spread around the ring!

At this moment, mixed with the morning wind, a kind of Buddha consciousness that is lighter than the wind and brighter than the sun suddenly swept across, but it stopped for a moment when it swept past Xìng Chen and other monks.

"Ah?" Xìng Chen and other four monks are in the realm of the dust, and they are the strength of the second-rank and third-rank Yuanli. How can the Buddha's consciousness be swept away without being noticed by them? That Xìng Chen was shocked,

Almost at a loss for words, "This... which master is this?"

Xìng Chen almost didn't think about it, a light cloud appeared under his feet, and flew towards the place where the Buddha consciousness came from, thinking that he was going to meet the master of the Buddha consciousness! Xìng Chen flew up, Xìng Kong, Xìng Min and Xìng Fan would stay here, they also flew up in a hurry.

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master..." Zen Master Mingyue was a little anxious, he was only at the first and second level of Yuanli, he could not fly out of the air, and he had never held the Buddhist vessel in his hand, so he cried out unconsciously.

However, Xìng Chen and the others didn't seem to hear it, and the figure in the sky became smaller and smaller.

"Senior Master!" Ming Cheng and Ming Fa were equally astonished. Their Buddha consciousness was so weak that they could hardly hear it, but they also noticed the abnormality of that Buddha consciousness. They walked up to Zen Master Mingyue and said excitedly, " This... Which master's Buddha consciousness is this? Is there another senior who came here?"

"How do I know?" Zen Master Mingyue replied angrily, "Even Uncle Xìng Chen doesn't know, how can I know?"

"Then..." Mingfa said in a low voice, "How is this master cultivated? Can he block the blood sacrifice of the monster?"

"Senior Brother Mingfa!" Ming Cheng laughed, "Since it is Master Xìngchen who wants to be called Grandmaster, it must be...he has been cultivated like this! In the Hidden Immortal Continent, he is the strength of the fourth grade of Yuanli..."

"What is it like to cultivate yourself!" Zen Master Mingyue rolled his eyes at Mingcheng and said, "That's called Mingcheng's cultivation!"

"Hey, yes, I understand, it's Ming's cultivation level!" Ming Cheng said embarrassedly, "A master with such a cultivation level... I'm afraid he's chasing after me, the abbot of Yunlin Temple? No, it should surpass the abbot of Yunlin Temple ! What is the old man doing in Changsheng Town? Naturally, his purpose is the same as Uncle Xìng Chen’s!"

"Haha, that's good!" Mingfa laughed, "With his old man, we don't have to worry anymore! Oh, brother abbot, you didn't go to Hao's house, you don't know, that monster is really powerful, I Even the Zhensi Buddhist artifacts in Xiaojin Temple can’t do meritorious deeds, if there is a monster more powerful than it, my Xiaojin Temple..."

"Huh!" Zen Master Mingyue snorted coldly, "It is precisely because my Xiaojin Temple does not have such strength, Master Xìngchen and others have come to Changsheng Town! Now there are even masters from the Ming Dynasty who come here, my Xiaojin The temple has no worries from now on! The rabbits and radishes are just a means for us to spread the Dharma!"

"Yes, yes, I will understand!" Mingfa said with a smile, "With Shizu, no Jiang Chao Temple, no Longevity Academy is enough for me to visit Xiaojin Temple!"

"Hurry up and inform the disciples in the temple that they are ready to welcome the grand master!" Zen Master Mingyue waved his hand to stop Mingfa's words, and ordered the two of them.

"Yes, disciple understands!" Mingcheng and Mingfa went excitedly.

However, half an hour later, seeing that the sun had risen, all thirty people from Xiaojin Temple were already dressed in monk robes and waiting in front of Xiaojin Temple. Xing Chen and the other four people flew back, and there was no one in front of them. any other monk.

"Uncle Master..." Zen Master Mingyue frowned slightly, looked at Xìng Chen who had fallen to the ground and said in a low voice, "Is it because the master is unwilling to settle down in my Xiaojin Temple?"

"No!" Xìng Chen frowned more tightly than Zen Master Mingyue, "I haven't found any trace of the master, he seems to pass by here, and the Buddha's consciousness has been swept away, so it's not easy to find!"

Zen Master Mingyue was extremely disappointed, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to ask.

"Oh, of course!" Xìng Chen raised his head again and looked into the distance, "Maybe his old man is in Changsheng Town! And he has the same purpose as the old man. But he is not from Yunlin Temple, so he doesn't want to meet me later! "

"The master's cultivation level..." Mingfa next to him couldn't help but whispered, "Have you already understood?"

"Well, if you simply look at the Buddha's consciousness, he should have reached the realm of the Ming Dynasty!" Xìng Chen nodded, "However, my disciples of the Buddhist sect have never paid much attention to the Buddha's consciousness, and only focus on tempering the relics. If there are no accidents, this This master must have just stepped into the realm of imitating lotus!"

"Is...a lotus??" Mingfa was dumbfounded.

"Of course!" Xìng Chen said a little proudly, "This old man just relies on the feeling of the Buddha's consciousness, so it can't be true. If the master is enlightened, even Rugou is possible!"

"Master Xìngchen!" Ming Fa accompanied him with a smile, "How many realms are there in my Buddhist sect's cultivation? I'm really puzzled by this as a disciple who hasn't entered yet! Please ask Master to clear up your doubts!"

"Hey, little guy!" Xìng Chen said with a smile, "You want to know the Ninth-Rank Realm before you have entered it? Isn't it a little too far-fetched?"

Seeing Xìng Chen making jokes like this, Mingfa knew that Xing Chen's worries had been relieved because of the presence of the Buddhist master here, so he smiled and said: "Although I have never entered the rank, I should always know the secrets of my Buddhist sect's cultivation. Otherwise... if the disciple accepts him one day, the disciple will be too embarrassed to tell him about this!"

"Hehe, good!" Xingchen was in a good mood, "My Buddhist sect has nine levels of realms, which are Jieshan, Liaochen, Rugou, Mingyu, Milian, Huapeng, Fetus, Residing Spirit and Living Buddha. The secrets inside Only when you cultivate yourself can you realize it, I don’t know it myself, you just remember it!”

"Thank you, uncle!" Mingfa was overjoyed.

"Forget it, hurry up and enter the temple. If the sky is bright, the Immortal Buddha Ceremony is about to begin, so hurry up and prepare!" Xìng Chen waved his hand, and then said to Zen Master Mingyue, "By the way, you said that the rules of the challenge are set by Jiang. The concept was formulated, did they send it?"

"This..." Zen Master Mingyue smiled wryly, "The Taoist Xiao Jian has not been sent yet, and the disciples don't know if he was sent to Changsheng Academy!"

"Nonsense," Xìng Chen scolded, "Today is going to be a competition, and you don't even know the rules of the competition, how can you compete with others?"

"Uncle Master!" Zen Master Mingyue said with a smile, "there were only two people in Jiang Chaoguan, one was Xiao Jian and the other was Yuan Ya. It wasn't ten days ago that a third person came. I don’t know, my disciples have said it before, I only know that he is also surnamed Xiao! These days, Jiang Chaoguan has been extremely busy, it should be the new Daoist Xiao who did it! The three of them are probably I have never seen such a situation full of incense! How can I have time to come to my Xiaojin Temple? Disciple can’t send someone to ask for it. Wouldn’t it make my Xiaojin Temple lose face? Moreover, the disciple feels... as long as the master uncle comes , even if they Jiang Chaoguan had any intentions, wouldn't they all be wiped out under the boundless Buddha Dharma of masters and uncles?"

ps: Sorry, I can't update this morning. Make up now