In this way, Fahai was resting in the tower for several days. He felt that although his injuries had not improved greatly, it should not be a problem to go out to deal with a little monster, so he planned how to travel.

No wonder he is cautious in everything now, because the former disciples of Jinshan Temple were all swords in the hands of Tathagata before Mahayana Buddhism had not left or Hinayana Buddhism. For these tormenting "little fairies", they cannot die in personal emotions or in the great way. At least they cannot die in the hands of Fahai, or even have the intention.

Because behind the struggle between the two is the battle between the Hinayana and the Mahayana of the human sentient beings and the heavenly way of forgetting feelings. Practitioners think that they believe in the great way and just walk forward. In fact, they often do not care when they make mistakes, and do not know themselves, and eventually sink into the sea of ​​suffering.

Fahai is now living in this pagoda that can isolate the cross-border perception of the saints, so he naturally rests his mind, but once he steps out, there may be a lot of traps and tricks waiting for him at any corner, so he has to be careful.

“The road to preaching is so difficult, why did the master teach me?”

Even if Fahai cannot be said to be difficult to move forward, it is almost the same. Although the Hinayana Buddhism has been written by him in the past few times, it is still too weak compared to the Mahayana that has been spread for a long time. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that Fahai is an enemy of the entire world of Buddhism.

Monk Dojima, carrying half a jar of wine, heard the disciple's mother-in-law ask again, and immediately gave Fahai a manly "Goddy Mother!" as a golden and good word for leaving the tower this time. But to the words, this monk who has always been careless and littered wine, looked at his disciple's serious injury and became more pale, and the heartless and happy cursing mom swallowed his stomach again, and there was no good idea for a while.

It is easy to hide from open guns, but difficult to defend against hidden arrows.

Monk Washi took another sip of wine. Why didn’t he find that person so sinister when he was studying Buddhism before?

The two masters and apprentices who just sit in this way and have no countermeasures, suddenly heard the words they had never said before:

"Why wouldn't Master and I go to find that spider spirit?"

Watoma was displeased and stood up and walked away cursingly. He passed by Nengji and kicked the grandson.

"You are such a silly kid who is careful."

Fahai sighed, and saw that the latter was still confused, so he patiently explained: "Even a master like me who is as beautiful as the celestial being almost died in the temple. How could your master be better than me?"

Of course, Watoma didn't say these words clearly. Although it is a good thing for a disciple to be too young, if he is too young, wouldn't he seem too useless to be a master? That's why Watoma kicked him when he passed by this kid.

The three masters, master, apprentice, grandparents, and grandson, couldn't help but sigh for this. Finally, Bai Suzhen, who walked out of the retreat room, gave Fahai an unexpected and good answer.

"I have a magic method to separate the soul and the body. Your Mahayana Buddhism focuses on the soul first, while Hinayana focuses more on the body. Once you practice this method, you will be a dragon... The fish enters the sea. The vast world is so big. No matter how powerful the West is, you don't have to worry about finding you. Moreover, if you travel around the world with your body, you may have some adventures, which will promote the body to be tempered to a higher level."

Fahai nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but suddenly asked at the end of his speech: "To be honest, are you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

The master, apprentice, grandparents and grandsons were tacitly understanding and looking at the woman in white clothes. The latter seemed to be stepping on her feet and replied furiously:

"Don't you go fart! This top pagoda is just that big in total. Your grandparents and grandchildren chatter all day long. I need to eavesdrop on it?"

You are anxious, you are anxious...

Fahai looked at the nose and looked at the nose and silently thought in his heart. Even if he could hold it, he could see the current situation. It is not advisable to provoke this furious woman anymore. Fahai asked instead:

"I don't know how to practice that spell, so please tell me."

Bai Suzhen's thousand-year-old demon god naturally experienced so much that ordinary people could not imagine. This magical magic that separates the soul and the body, and does their own things and does not interfere with each other, belongs to the Taoist lineage, called the Dongxuan Shangji Sutra. It is said that it is a sutra, but it is actually somewhat similar to the Xuanzhi Xuan's external incarnation. According to the real person who created this magic, this technique was derived from the supreme and wonderful one Qi transformed into the Three Pure One Clear, and its intention is not unparalleled, and it is a profound magic that only high-end monks can control.

It is said to be a profound magic, but Fahai's cultivation is so high that he can practice such magic, because for him, it is a magic that has no barriers and depends on the level of Taoism. The most difficult thing is to recite the formula of thousands of words.

A gentle golden light came out from Fahai, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed. After a moment, he opened his eyes and got up. The gentle golden light left a circle of figures on the bed. Then more than 300 acupoints around Fahai were vibrating at the same time. A silky golden fog flowed out from it and injected into the golden shadow sitting cross-legged on the bed. The soul condensed and turned into a golden image of Fahai with all its body. The treasure was solemn and motionless like a corpse.

Facing the closeness of the soul that was revealed by the Mahayana cultivation, Bai Suzhen quietly took a step back quietly and asked Fahai: "How do you feel?"

After the separation of the soul, Fahai was a little heavy and light. Although he could be considered satisfactory in every move, he lacked the mysterious freedom of the world with the same power. He was like a fairy Buddha with his supernatural powers removed. Although there was no such thing as the heaven and earth, he had a real down-to-earth approach in the world, which secretly echoed the way of the Hinayana Buddhism in humanity.

"I feel very strange... good and not good, I can't explain it clearly."

After feeling it for a while, Fahai asked at the golden light on the bed, which was like a real Buddha's golden body, and said:

"I thought it was the method of incarnation of consciousness in two halves, one in the soul and the other in the body. It seems that the same thing is not the case."

"Divide consciousness in half, then are you still you?"

Bai Suzhen's words seemed to have a different meaning, but the latter agreed with this principle quite a bit, nodded and smiled, "It's this principle."

After Bai Suzhen came out of seclusion this time, she chatted for a few simple words and then went back to seclusion. However, this time, Lord Shen looked cold and seemed to be in a good mood. Although she did not show any of it on her face, Fahai could clearly sense the deep pleasure hidden in it.

Monk Du Zhen saw the whole process, staring at the solemn treasure on the bed without saying a word, sitting like a dead body, looked at the golden body of the soul, and finally made a summary:

"Although this primordial spirit is separated from the physical body, the golden thread of your qi flowing out from more than 300 acupoints is firmly nailed to the various parts of the primordial spirit. Although the primordial spirit is close to you, it can rely on the more than 300 nailed gold threads to simulate the operation of the acupoints on its own. Even if your golden soul stays here for a hundred years, there is no possibility of disintegration. Maybe it can go further. It is indeed a superb method!"

Monk Washi paused, and suddenly turned around in the next game: "But I still don't recommend you just get out of the tower like this."

Fahai thought for a while, Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Disciples are very sensible."
Chapter completed!