Chapter 186: The Reincarnation of the Holy Monk

Jiang Nan has not yet cultivated to the level of Daotai, nor has he practiced Wuxiang Jiejing, so the vision produced when explaining the profound meaning of this exercise is far less dazzling than that of Wuxiang Chan Master.

However, the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra he taught is more complicated and perfect than what Zen Master Wuxiang learned. Naturally, he cannot be the reincarnation of the sages of Chanxin Temple, nor can it be the ancestors of Chanxin Temple borrowed from him. The complete Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra was taught to Wuxiang Zen Master, but the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra did not jump out of the category of the Demon Prison Xuantai Sutra, but was deduced by him.

But Zen Master Wuxiang didn't think so. Although he was extremely intelligent, otherwise he wouldn't be able to cultivate to the realm of Tiangong with a few incomplete classics.

"Benefactor Jiang is indeed destined to be with me. The first time I met him was in the Ghost Buddha City to save the souls of my mentor and fellow seniors. Afterwards, I shot him many times, but failed to kill him. The second time he was killed I wanted to capture him, but when I got the news of the two benefactors of the Demon God Sect, I accidentally saved him once."

Zen Master Wuxiang was stunned: "This must be the blessing of the ancestors and sects of my Chanxin Temple in the dark, or he is the reincarnation of the holy monk of my Chanxin Temple, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence? And I brought him Entering Chanxin Island, he told me the unique classics of Chanxin Temple..."

The more he thought about it, the more he realized that it was possible. Suddenly, Jiangnan's voice stopped. Zen Master Wuxiang, Monk Wuxin and others were fascinated by hearing him. Seeing him stop, they raised their heads to look at him.

"Why did Benefactor Jiang stop?" A monk was itching to hear the key point and asked.

"Let the judgment be judged, why do you need to say more?"

With a smile on his face, Jiang Nan looked inscrutable, and said, "Zen Master, do you still think that your Buddhist attainments surpass mine?"

He was also a little uneasy. In such a short period of time, he had only deduced the Wuxiang Jiejing to the third level of supernatural powers. If he continued to talk, he would definitely fail.

Zen Master Wuxiang's complexion changed slightly, and suddenly thought of a possibility, his face suddenly became grim, and he said solemnly: "Benefactor Jiang, where did you get your Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra?"

His eyes were filled with murderous intent. The Non-Phase Tribulation Sutra is the untold secret of Chanxin Temple. Apart from the people of Chanxin Temple, there are still people who may get this skill, that is to destroy the gods of Chanxin Temple!

Therefore, Jiangnan's Wuxiang Jiejing may also be obtained from that god!

The Vulture Demon King couldn't help feeling anxious, and secretly said badly: "My lord's cowhide is overblown. I'm afraid I won't even be able to do it this time. On the contrary, I will be cooked and eaten by the monks. These monks have not eaten meat for many years. Yes, sallow and thin..."

Jiang Nan's complexion did not change, and he said softly: "Zen Master, don't be angry. I have had the root of wisdom since I was a child, and I often go to temples to worship Buddha. One day I visited Buddha statues, and suddenly I felt the infinite Buddha light gushing out in front of my eyes, and there was an extra door in my heart. The scriptures, this is the Intangible Tribulation Sutra.”

He sighed, and said leisurely: "This scripture is extremely profound, and I don't know why, but I seem to have studied it for thousands of years, and I am familiar with the profound meaning of the scripture."

The vulture demon king complained endlessly: "My lord, this bullshit is getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting worse..."

"Why didn't Benefactor Jiang finish the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra?" Chan Master Wuxiang stared straight at his face, refusing to let go of any of his subtle expressions.

Jiang Nan remained calm as usual, and said with a smile: "It's already been divided, why bother to finish? Besides, how do I know that you are not trying to lie to me about the Wuxiang Jiejing?"

"It seems that he has not recovered the memory of his previous life, and he still does not know his own life experience..."

Zen Master Wuxiang's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he said in a low voice: "Reincarnation and rebirth, memory recovery, does the sky have eyes, and my Zen Heart Temple should not be destroyed?"

He suddenly showed a smile, and said cohesively: "My little monk lost. If the benefactor wants to leave, I dare not force him."

At this moment, he no longer calls himself "Buddha", but "little monk", but because he suspects that Jiangnan's identity is the reincarnation of the holy monk of Chanxin Temple, he becomes respectful and dare not be presumptuous.

Jiang Nan stood up and said with a smile, "Then ask Zen master to send me out."

Zen Master Wuxiang also stood up and said, "Please follow me."

He sent Jiangnan and the Vulture Demon King out of Zen Heart Island, and said with a smile: "Benefactor Jiang, come here often when you have time, so that the little monk can listen to the teachings often."

"The Zen master is being polite."

Jiang Nan left Zen Heart Island, took a sigh of relief, and immediately set off on the Daqianlou boat to leave here, lest he go back on his word.

Zen Master Wuxiang watched him leave and returned to the Chanxin Temple. Monk Wuxin and others surrounded him and said, "Master, he has the complete Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra, which is related to Master's practice. How can we let him go? "

"shut up!"

Zen Master Wuxiang's complexion darkened, and he scolded: "Don't be rude! That benefactor Jiang is very likely to be the reincarnation of a holy monk from my Chanxin Temple. Patriarch of the Heart Temple!"

Monk Wuxin and the others looked at each other, for some reason he suddenly said such confusing words.

Zen Master Wuxiang looked up at the sky, with two lines of tears streaming down his face, he said to himself: "Master, I will save you that day, could it be that you have foreseen the reincarnation of my master's predecessors, and came to guide my disciples... "

On the upstairs boat, the vulture demon king was still puzzled, and asked: "My lord, why did Wu Xiang's bald thief act so condescendingly that he released us?"

Jiang Nan shook his head and said, "I don't know either. But Zen Master Wuxiang has entered the path of magic when he practiced the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra. It is probably because he lost his mind and went crazy. It may also be that he consciously lost and kept his promise."

This place is still at sea, and it is still extremely far away from the Xuantian Sacred Sect. Jiangnan calmed down and pondered the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra carefully. All kinds of mental methods that Jiangnan has seen in the past.

To practice this classic, it is necessary for practitioners to experience the myriad appearances of all beings, struggling in the world of mortals, one appearance and one kalpa, and finally transcending after ten thousand kalpas to reach the state of no appearance.

The appearance here is not the face as understood by Zen Master Wuxiang, but the mentality, which is the mentality of all living beings.

If you can achieve no form, your state of mind will be like that of a Buddha, as if the ocean is vast, unfathomable, inclusive of all things, all supernatural powers, and various exercises are all a drop of water in the sea, then you are a great master, you are a god!

"Buddhist exercises do have their own unique features, which should not be underestimated."

Jiang Nan said in his heart: "My Xuanmen orthodox way focuses on supernatural powers and cultivation. The Xuanmen's demonic way pays attention to the physical body. The demon clan pays attention to both, and the Buddhist sect pays attention to the state of mind. Comparing these four schools, the orthodox way, the demonic way and the demon clan, It is the strongest in the early stage, while the Buddhist sect will come from behind. After cultivating to a high level and comprehending the state of mind of the master, it will suddenly become extremely powerful! However, those who practice the realm of gods must be great masters. At that time, which of the four schools is stronger? Weak, it's hard to say."

He has now cultivated his Dao Mind. Although he has not yet been promoted to the realm of a master, he is not far away. Although he appreciates the Wuxiang Tribulation Sutra very much, he does not plan to practice this mental method, but just uses it as a reference.

A few days later, Jiangnan finally returned to the Xuantian Shengzong, but he saw that the Shengzong was beaming with joy.

"Junior Brother Jiang, you are finally back!"

As soon as Jiangnan drove into the Holy Sect, he suddenly saw a golden light flying towards and landed on the building boat. It was Yunpeng, who smiled and said, "Senior brother Yun, have you escaped too?"

"I was chased and killed by a strong man from the Divine Palace in the Ancient God Pavilion. I competed with him for foot strength and traveled millions of miles before I could get rid of that man. Unexpectedly, this man was lying in wait for me on the way to the Holy Ancestor, and I suffered a lot. It took a lot of hardships to return to the Holy Sect."

Seeing that he was safe and sound, Yunpeng heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother, you don't know something. You have no news that has alarmed the entire Sacred Sect. Even the Supreme Master sent people to search for your whereabouts. Uncle Luo also Murderous spirit went to the South China Sea to search for those who chased you, but those people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and they could not be found. In the end, the supreme teacher found her back, saying that your badge is still there, and you have no life worry. Brother, where have you been these days?"

"It's hard to say. I met Zen Master Wuxiang, and I managed to escape."

Jiang Nan didn't say much, pointed to the colorful lanterns all over the sky, and said in a low voice: "Is the head teacher engaged?"

Yunpeng nodded, his face was a little dignified, and he lowered his voice, and said: "The head teacher took all the elders to the Taixuan Sacred Sect, and made an appointment with the daughter of the Emperor. After returning, the expressions of the elders were not How beautiful. I heard from my master that the head teacher and several elders of the Taishang were humiliated there. The teacher is a nephew. The elders couldn't hold back and lost their temper, but they were suppressed by the head teacher."

Jiang Nan frowned slightly. He didn't see Xi Yingqing go to propose marriage with his own eyes. Regardless, he could imagine the scene. It must be a conspiracy between the two factions, and there might even be a few secret contests!

"The Headmaster forbade the Supreme Elders to do anything. Uncle Xuan He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot. After he came back, he couldn't get sick. It is estimated that time is running out."

Yunpeng said with emotion: "Several Supreme Elders of the Sacred Sect are quite critical of the head teacher. This marriage makes my Sacred Sect a head shorter than the Taixuan Sacred Sect, even a generation lower in seniority."

"Master Xuanhe's uncle?"

Jiang Nan remembered this person, and Xuan He was the Supreme Elder who offered to settle grievances with Luo Huayin in the Seven Treasure Forest that day.

Unexpectedly, when he went to the Taixuan Sacred Sect to propose a marriage, he almost killed a Taishang elder with anger.

There are not many grand elders in the Xuantian Sacred Sect, and it can be said that they are the only ones left. The loss of one person is a huge blow to the Sacred Sect!

"I hope Master Xuan He's uncle can get better soon..." Jiang Nan felt heavy.

In a secret place on the Zongzhu Peak, Xuan He was lying on the sickbed, his face was ashen, showing his old age, coughing up blood, and several disciples were serving him.

"I can't do it anymore, go and call the head teacher, I have something to tell him..." Xuan He blushed and told a disciple.

After a while, Xi Yingqing walked into this secret place and appeared in front of the sick bed.

(to be continued)