The old monk looked like he had entered into meditation, and Tang Feng doubted whether he was really dead.

After shouting a few times, the old monk did not respond. It seemed that he was really dead.

Tang Feng looked at it for a while and did not find anything valuable in the monk. Then his eyes stopped on the tree, with treasures on the tree, and the light flowed, and the branches and leaves flowed with light, not dazzling.

This is a sacred tree, not an ordinary tree.

There are not many leaves in the sacred tree, probably only a dozen. Each leaf is filled with light, and the treasure is dotted, a bit dazzling.

This should be the legendary Bodhi tree.

Although the old monk is not a Buddha, Tang Feng is sure that this treasure tree is a Bodhi tree. Otherwise, there would be such a treasure tree in this world, and that treasure tree is so magical.

There was no movement in the Bodhi tree, but the grass around him swayed, but he didn't move, even the leaves didn't move, which was extremely magical.

The Buddha realized the truth under the Bodhi tree, obtained the supreme Buddhist scriptures, and became a Buddha and left. But this old monk was not the Buddha, so who was he?

The old monk has a special identity, but he must be a Tantric monk. I don’t know if he passed away and became a Buddha like a Buddha.

Tang Feng looked at the precious Bodhi tree, and his eyes were a little too open.

The Bodhi tree is indeed extremely magical. It is similar to the common people in the distance, without treasure, like an ordinary tree species. But when standing near, it seems like a treasure tree with pearls inlaid with its precious light, and it is about to flow out.

Tang Feng unknowingly looked at the Bodhi tree up and down.

The more I looked, the more magical I felt, and my heart almost fell into it.

"Squeak..."

Tang Feng's attitude was very pious, but Xiao Hui was not like this. Although he was a little wise and enlightened, he was used to staying in the woods, unscrupulous and had no concept of seniority.

So, when Xiao Hui was bored, he finally jumped to the point where the old monk did not. He pulled his long white beard and grabbed his clothes.

"Xiao Hui, what are you doing?" It was too late to see Tang Feng.

The old monk's robes were pulled off by Xiao Hui, which was really embarrassing.

"Damn it, you lustful monkey, what are you doing?" Tang Feng had the urge to vomit blood. Why did this monkey steal underwear and pull out his clothes at any time? Didn't he even know this?

Wow!

Just after Xiao Hui pulled out the old monk's cassock, with a whistle, the old monk's entire body turned into powder, like dust, fluttering in the wind.

"This... Xiao Hui, you have caused a big disaster." Tang Feng was stunned. It was unimaginable that the old monk turned into ashes.

"Squeak..." Xiao Hui didn't seem to feel guilty, and he started playing with the cassock and had a great time.

"This cassock must be a treasure, otherwise why didn't it turn into ashes?" Tang Feng guessed that even the old monk's body turned into ashes, and the cassock was nothing wrong.

"Xiao Hui, show me the robes." Tang Feng shouted at Xiao Hui, "What? I won't give them to me, I won't have anything to eat for you tonight."

"squeak……"

Xiao Hui admitted his mistake and put the robe on his body, which looked extremely funny, and was soaked in a monkey. This word can really be used to describe him.

"Go quickly, don't cut the cassock." Tang Feng shouted angrily, for fear that this guy would destroy the treasure.

Finally, Xiao Hui slowly sent the cassock over.

Tang Feng took the robe and started it with a little warmth. It seemed that there was an energy flowing on it, which was extremely magical.

At this time, Tang Feng seemed to be touching a piece of warm jade in his hand, extremely warm, and his soul seemed to be sublimating.

"Hey, there are still handwritings on it." Tang Feng opened the cassock and there were handwritings on it. The words seemed to be printed, but Tang Feng knew that this was written by the old monk.

"Lao Na, Sanye, sat and transformed under the Bodhi tree. In the past, the Buddha fed the eagle with flesh, took the righteousness and gave up his own self, realized the Dharma under the Bodhi tree, and achieved the Buddha's karma. I have suffered so much that I found the Bodhi tree that the Buddha realized at that time, and wanted to achieve the Buddha's karma under the Bodhi tree and improve myself. Unfortunately, I failed. I wrote the Heart Sutra I obtained on the robes, hoping that those who are destined to obtain it, do good deeds and accumulate virtues." It turned out that the old monk was called Sanye. Then there were a series of dense fonts, small characters in the cuckoo. Fortunately, Tang Feng had good eyesight, otherwise it would be difficult to see clearly.

There is a kind of Buddha called "The Unheart Sutra". Tang Feng read it for a while but didn't understand it. It was really difficult to understand the Buddhist scriptures, just like reading the "wordless heavenly book".

"The Heartless Sutra? Do you have to practice to the Heartless Sutra? How is this possible?" Tang Feng was shocked and speculated on the Heartless Sutra, but he could not understand it.

"Forget it, I can't practice such profound Buddhist scriptures yet. I'll talk about these basic Buddhist scriptures after I learn them." Tang Feng still finds it difficult to understand the basic Buddhist scriptures. He himself has not understood the Tantric Initiation Sutra that the old madman gave him, let alone the profound "No Heart Sutra".

Tang Feng knew that he couldn't come now, and his cultivation must be progressive step by step, one footstep by one.

Tang Feng hid the robes. The robes looked very big, but the fabric was very good. When you grabbed and rubbed, they became a small ball, which was easy to collect.

"I didn't notice just now, why did there be a stone on the ground?" Tang Feng put away his cassock and there was a stone where the three leaves sat and melted. Tang Feng was also very familiar with this stone because he had one on his body and another on the yoga master Suneda.

"What is this stone?" Although he knew that the stone in his hand was transformed by three leaves, he still couldn't believe it.

On that day, He Yongtai said that one of his friends found the strange stone, and he didn't know what clues the yoga master Suneda found.

Tang Feng is still uncertain whether this stone was transformed by three leaves.

Tang Feng also put away the stone, stood seriously under the Bodhi tree, feeling the scene of the Buddha at that time.

The spiritual energy here is more abundant than outside, even the Tantric Buddhism and the Tantric lands are more abundant than the Nanshan Mountains and any place, let alone here.

"Let me experience the spiritual energy here." Tang Feng meditated on the spot, sat under this Bodhi tree, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and feeling the natural changes.

"It's so comfortable." Tang Feng opened his eyes and found that he suddenly realized his enlightenment. The Buddhist scriptures he didn't understand were all self-aware, just like there was a monk in his heart who solved difficulties and doubts for himself.

He stretched out his limbs and felt his whole body full of strength. There was no problem killing a tiger with one punch.
Chapter completed!