Chapter 1120 Guarding the Heart

"In the third round of competition, those under fifteen thousand years old can participate in the battle..."

Patriarch Zangchen said a few words casually, then directly waved his hand, urging Zhenyijing below to go to the sea to fight.

With his status as the Patriarch of the Heavenly Star Realm, he would naturally not care about the small incense performance ceremony. The reason why he came here was just to deal with the Zhenyan Temple and complete the mission passed down by the Venerable.

"Unknowingly, it is already the last round of the True Inspiration Realm Competition. After it is over, it will be a fight between Douxiao Realm disciples."

Except for Zhenyan Temple, Douxiao disciples from various ancient temples were a little excited.

These disciples usually don't know who is stronger and who is weaker in the true artistic conception.

Their cultivation years are only two or three thousand years, but the true artistic conception... a retreat lasts for a thousand years, and the two sides have almost no intersection.

Apart from the grand scene, ordinary disciples cannot understand the battle of True Inspiration at all.

But between Douxiao realm, it is different.

Every sect and temple has a group of self-proclaimed geniuses in the Douxiao Realm. No one is convinced by anyone. In the past, they did not dare to fight due to the rules of Zen Buddhism. Now they finally get the opportunity. They all want to conquer all directions and become the Dharma Incense Society. The most high-profile talent.

It would be even better if it could be favored by a certain ancestor.

On the clouds, Douxiao Realm disciples were talking a lot, and almost all of them were talking about the upcoming battle in Douxiao Realm. Only a few people were still observing the sea in the distance.

Suddenly, a Douxiao Realm member shouted urgently, "Is that the great master from the Zhenyan Temple to the east? How dare he go deep into the outer reaches of the sea alone?"

"Outskirts of the sea area?"

Douxiaojing on the clouds looked at each other.

I saw an indistinct figure being covered up by the crowd of Inferi. The screams were mixed with collisions. The great master was fighting hard with the Inferi. In just a few moments, hundreds of Inferi fell. Among them, the eighth-level Inferi fell. Nearly thirty.

"This person has definitely practiced for more than 15,000 years," a Master Shangmiao said repeatedly. "He rushed to the depths of the Yin Corpse alone and was still safe and sound. An ordinary eighth-level peak person would never be able to do that, at least for Heaven." Stone Realm.”

"Heavenly Stone Realm?!"

The Douxiao disciples on each cloud looked shocked.

The 15,000-year-old Heavenly Stone Realm is so unbelievable that everyone has only seen it in classics. It is said that every few thousand years in Zen Buddhism, a group of peerless geniuses will arrive.

Could it be that the great master of Shingon Temple is one of them?

The disciples of Douxiao raised their heads and looked at the sky. Sure enough, the eighth-grade powerful and ninth-grade patriarchs from all forces had serious expressions on their faces, including Patriarch Zangchen.

"Shou Xin of Zhenyan Temple has been imprisoned in the ancient pagoda ever since he entered the Realm of True Intention. He has no elixir resources, no top secret techniques, and no treasured place to practice. He can achieve this with just the guidance of Patriarch Xianyun. What kind of situation?”

"It's impossible, even the Venerable can't do it."

Patriarch Zangchen shook his head.

"Fellow Taoist Xianyun, could it be your handiwork again?" After thinking about it again and again, Patriarch Zangchen decided to speak.

"Pindao just helped him in a small way. The one who really changed Monk Shou Xin was himself."

Gu Xiuyun said with a smile, "In terms of talent, Shouxin can only be considered the best among his peers, but his Taoist will is really amazing to me."

"As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Perhaps it was the long-term confinement in the ancient pagoda that allowed him to see through the world of mortals and study the secrets of Taoism wholeheartedly. Even his Taoist heart was polished to an incomparable clarity."

"The poor Taoist saw that Hunting Heart was so happy that he gave him an Origin Spirit Fruit and passed on the secret technique. He never thought that this junior would fully understand it in just a few hundred years."

"Speaking of which, I would like to congratulate the Zen Sect for having another peerless genius. This son will hopefully reach the realm of a sage in the future."

Creak!

There was a crashing sound from Patriarch Zangchen's mouth, and he actually bit his own teeth.

After countless calculations, I didn't even take into account the monk who kept the heart, a person who had been imprisoned for thousands of years, but made rapid progress in just six years. Although the secret realm of time and space helped, this was too outrageous.

"Uncle Zangchen, Shouxin is that man's disciple. Logically speaking, he cannot be regarded as a disciple of the Zen sect. I suggest that he be imprisoned first and then expelled from the Zen sect." The founder of Qingquan Temple said impatiently.

"Shut up."

Patriarch Zangchen scolded angrily.

Before Patriarch Xianyun spoke, he could still make the decision, but now... a peerless genius, a disciple with the potential to become a master, how could he solve it in just two or three sentences?

Zen is not his Zen alone.

The Zen sect has four great temples, twelve shrines, and the Holy Buddha Hall where the true deity sits. There are as many powerful men as clouds.

The Cangxiang Temple kicked Shouxin out today, and tomorrow another temple would take him in and ridicule him.

No matter what happens, the Twelve Temples will take action.

It is true that Buse Arhat betrayed the Zen sect, but the reason why this person rebelled... Patriarch Zangchen knew it very well, and the leaders of the other three major temples also knew it very well, not to mention all the venerables.

If anyone were to find out that they were just a soul body destined to be a wedding dress for others, they would escape from Zen Buddhism without hesitation.

The fault in this matter stems from the Venerable Zangxiang. Because of his negligence, the Bise Arhat discovered the truth and escaped from the Moro Realm.

What does it have to do with Shou Xin?

When Patriarch Xianyun said those words, it was destined that no one would dare to touch Shouxin. A Zen disciple who was expected to reach the Venerable Realm, as long as he did not die prematurely, would at least be the Patriarch of the Heavenly Star Realm.

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"Thank you fellow Taoist for reminding me. I will report this matter to His Holiness and ask him to make the decision." Patriarch Zangchen took a deep breath and forced a smile on his face.

"If the Zen sect doesn't want such a talented person, the poor Taoist is willing to accept him as a disciple. Speaking of which, I have been the president of Huangliang Academy for a long time, but I have not confiscated a few serious disciples!"

Gu Xiuyun chuckled.

"It turns out that Fellow Taoist is a disciple of Huangliang Academy!"

Patriarch Zangchen's eyes changed slightly, and the smile on his face became brighter, "Huang Liang Zhenzun is famous all over the world. Speaking of which, I was lucky enough to meet him once. At that time, I was only a small eighth-grade person. If I hadn't been with Master, I wouldn't have been able to Not qualified to meet the true master."

While saying this, the ninth-grade ancestors around him showed respectful expressions.

Huangliang Academy is a veritable superpower. Regardless of the guardians, Huangliang Zhenzun is not much weaker than the Zen Zhenzun.

Patriarch Xianyun came from the academy, and this fact alone was enough to make the Zen sect fear him.

…

After Gu Xiuyun revealed his origins, the atmosphere of the Dharma Incense Meeting suddenly relaxed a lot.

It wasn't that Patriarch Zangchen didn't try his best, or that the other fifteen ancient temples were useless, but that the opponents he encountered were too powerful.

What does the president of Huangliang Academy mean?

The status of the leader of a super sect is no less than that of Patriarch Zangchen, or even slightly better. Such figures can usually be held by those in the Heavenly Star Realm, and those who have passed through the Six Realms of Illusion.

Zen Buddhism knows a lot about the Langhuan realm.

Almost all ninth-grade patriarchs know the horror of the Sixth Illusion Realm. After all, every Heavenly Star Realm patriarch will go to the Langhuan Realm before the deadline to seek opportunities for enlightenment.

It was just a Patriarch of Xianyun, but there happened to be a monk who guarded the heart. The original spirit fruit combined with the secret realm of time and space, coupled with the top secret transmission, created a strong man in the sky stone realm in just six years.

Who could imagine such a thing?

We can only blame luck on people.

Thinking of this, Zang Chen and the ninth-grade ancestors around him looked a little more relaxed.

"It seems that Zen Sect has not doubted my identity."

Gu Xiuyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, he is indeed the president of Huangliang Academy, and he once made an agreement with Zhenzun Huangliang. The cause and effect between the two parties is so deep that even the guardians can't see any flaws.

If Gu Xiuyun just fabricated it and said that he was a disciple of Baisheng Mountain and Guifu, then he would be seeking death!

…

Half an hour passed.

All the true artistic conceptions participating in the competition returned to the sky above the clouds. Patriarch Zangchen glanced around, and finally his eyes fell on Shouxin.

"I never expected that a shameless traitor would actually accept a peerless genius. This scum betrayed the sect himself and almost caused the Zen sect to lose a future pillar."

"Shou Xin, are you willing to worship at the Tibetan Prime Minister's Temple?"

Patriarch Zangchen asked in a deep voice.

A peerless genius who is expected to reach the Venerable Realm must of course be accepted into the family as soon as possible. Patriarch Zangchen clearly distinguishes what is more important and more important.

Shingon Temple has plenty of opportunities to solve them slowly. If a peerless genius misses it, he will never meet again.

He was sure that the other three major temples had received the news and that the patriarch of the sect was on his way over.

"Thank you, Master Zangchen. I came from Zhenyan Temple and have been practicing in the temple all my life. If I have a choice, I want to stay in the temple." Shouxin said with a bow.

"Are you still willing to stay in Zhenyan Temple? Don't forget, Zhenyan Temple has imprisoned you for 5,600 years!" Patriarch Zangchen persuaded without giving up.

"My disciple is willing to be imprisoned in the ancient pagoda. I am willing to do my best to make up for my master's mistakes. Zhenyan Temple taught me Taoism and gave me elixirs. I dare not forget this kindness."

Shouxin's eyes were clear and clear.

"What a firm Taoist heart." Patriarch Zangchen marveled secretly.

It seems that Patriarch Xianyun is right. This son has a tough mind and has already seen through all the misfortunes and blessings. After 5,600 years of imprisonment, if it had been anyone else, he would have turned to other sects and even taken revenge.

The monk Shou Xin was so calm. It was really not easy.

…

Inside the Holy Buddha Hall.

A majestic figure stood in the air, with six sages standing beside him, two of whom were human monks and four were demon protectors.

Seven pairs of eyes passed through the layers of void and fell on the monk guarding his heart.

"This kind of Taoist mind is indeed extraordinary. The Holy Buddha said: There is nothing in the first place, so where can it cause dust? This junior has actually achieved it."

"He has a pure Buddha's heart and can practice Zen Buddhism. Zhenzun, please let me accept him as a disciple!" said the Venerable Zangxiang.

"Why should I let you accept him? The Cangxiang Temple has always been unkind to Zhenyan Temple and banned him for 5,600 years. There is deep resentment between us. In my opinion, he should be admitted to my Lingyun Temple."

"Okay, let's stop talking." The majestic figure glanced around, "You are all existences that transcend the rules of heaven and earth. What's the harm if you have one more disciple or one less disciple? As long as the Samsara Heart Formation is immortal, Zen Sect will Will not fall."

"Since this son has a pure Buddhist heart, let him practice alone. No matter whether it is Zhenyan Temple or Zangxiang Temple, as long as he is a disciple of my Zen sect, he will be treated equally."

"As commanded."

The six venerables all showed helpless expressions.

…

"It seems that Shouxin will not leave the Moro realm!"

Looking at the figure below, Gu Xiuyun sighed secretly.

The Buse Arhat attaches so much importance to his disciple, he must really hope that Shouxin can inherit the mantle and sit down at Ding Yinshan.

Unfortunately, everyone has their own way, and keeping one's mind is more suitable for Zen Buddhism.

Gu Xiuyun decided at that moment not to ask Shouxin those questions. He had his sect on one side and his teacher on the other, so why embarrass him?

Patriarch Zangchen tried to persuade him a few more times, but seeing no effect, he finally decided to give up and began to evaluate the ranking of various ancient temples.

Without a doubt, Shingonji Temple ranks first.

Fifteen thousand year old cultivators can only reach the senior eighth grade, and even if there are more of them, they cannot match the Tianshi realm masters.

The number of Yin corpses killed by Shouxin alone far exceeds that of any temple.

"The next round, the Douxiao realm competition, according to the rules of the Yanfaxianghui..."

The fight between the Douxiao realms, Zangchen Patriarch was too lazy to even speak, and randomly found an eighth-grade Zhenyi realm from the Zangxiang Temple to preside over it.

The method of fighting is naturally the Yin corpses.

The masters of various forces wiped out all the Yin corpses above the eighth grade, leaving only low-level Yin corpses, and built hundreds of cloud platforms, each of which was guarded by Douxiao disciples.

As time passed, the masters kept driving low-level Yin corpses into the cloud platforms and fighting with Douxiao disciples until all the disciples were defeated.

Thus, the first batch of Douxiao disciples with decent strength were selected, and then they were allowed to fight separately.

...

The Yanfaxianghui has come to an end at this point.

Gu Xiuyun's eyes swept across the clouds from time to time, and occasionally stayed on Yan Lu for a moment.

"Shouxin's disciple has a similar personality to him, but when you look at it in detail, the two are completely different."

"Shouxin has a strong character and does not rely on external things. He has never cared about honor or disgrace, and is determined to climb the avenue."

"But Yan Lu is different. Yan Lu was born in an ordinary family and does not have the talent and understanding of the master. The reason why he has come to this step is entirely due to his firm mind."

Gu Xiuyun whispered secretly.

The two are completely different.

Shouxin is the kind of person who has nothing in the first place, so where can dust be raised? But Yan Lu has to wipe it diligently and reflect on himself every day. Maybe there is a difference in their backgrounds, but if they go to the end, they can both reach the peak.

In the practice of Taoism, persistence is more important. If one's talent is inferior to others, can he really not reach the peak of the immortal way?

Not necessarily.

At least Gu Xiuyun once fell behind. On the land of Shenzhou, he was not as good as Gu Yue. After reincarnation, he was not as good as the genius of the Gu family. As he practiced day by day, he surpassed all his peers and predecessors until he reached the peak.

So compared to Shouxin, Gu Xiuyun admired Yan Lu more.

This person's mentality is somewhat similar to his. Failure is not terrible, being weak is not terrible, what is terrible is not having a strong heart.

The strong do not necessarily win, only the winner can be called the strong.