Qin Yue's guess was correct. The sixth floor of the Demon Suppressing Tower is the Nine Color Lotus Pond, the holy land of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain.

The Demon Suppressing Tower and the Pagoda are combined into one place starting from the sixth floor. The reason why Qin Lan experienced different time from Qin Yue is because Qin Yue was already in the external space. However, Qin Lan's time was still according to the time inside the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Calculated according to the rules.

Qin Yue thought: "It turns out that the condition for passing the fifth level is to comprehend the "Shadowless True Sutra". As long as you have some understanding of the true sutra and see the true body of the Formless Buddha, this level will be considered passed."

"So my brother and sister also need to accumulate merit to save the world if they want to enter the seventh level?" Qin Yue asked.

Buddha Wuxiang said: "Those who obtain the seventh level of creation can reach the pinnacle of cultivation. If this creation is taken by a treacherous and evil person, it will definitely lead to great disaster. That will be the sin of my Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain."

Monk Chenyuan performed Buddhist rituals and recited the Buddha's name. "May I ask the Buddha, what is the merit of saving the world?"

The golden finger of the Formless Buddha flew up in the air and touched Chenyuan's forehead: "Idiot, reciting Buddha's scriptures, giving alms and freeing living beings, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, and rescuing the suffering are all merits. Why do you bother to cling to the word 'save the world'?

What? If you have obsessions and images, how can you transcend the false self and meet the true Buddha?"

"Amitabha..." Monk Chenyuan recited the Buddha's name, achieving great enlightenment. "Disciple, go to the golden roof and face the wall to think about your mistakes." After saying this, he floated out of the lotus pond and walked slowly away into the distance.

Qin Yue's red phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Qin Lan pointed to the futons under the bodhi tree and asked, "Does it mean that by chanting Buddha and chanting sutras here we can accumulate merit and enter the final level?"

Unexpectedly, the Formless Buddha actually shook his head and said: "If Miss Qin wants to enter the seventh level, she can break through the Eighteen Arhat Formation first."

As soon as these words came out, Saint Monk Chenyuan, who had not gone far, immediately froze up. He was lost again.

Qin Yue laughed three times and performed a lame Buddhist salute to the Wuxiang Buddha. Then he took a deep look at his sister and followed Chen Yuan away.

"Brother."

Qin Yue turned around and nodded slightly to Qin Lan. He said no more.

Qin Lan understood that his eldest brother had entrusted him with the important task of saving his father.

Qin Yue passed by Chen Yuan. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly and he said with a smile: "Buddha, you seem to be the same as me. You have not been recognized by the Buddha."

"How do you say this?" Chen Yuan caught up with Qin Yue and waited for him to answer his questions.

"The seven levels of creation are not trivial. The condition of accumulating merit for saving the world can ensure that those who climb the tower have no evil thoughts. The Buddha saw that I had evil thoughts in my heart. So he asked me to meditate under the bodhi tree until the Buddha's Dharma melted away all the violence in my heart.

Only after you are angry can you be qualified to enter the final level."

Chen Yuan's face was filled with pain.

Qin Yue's analysis is obviously reasonable. And Chen Yuan's passing conditions are the same as Qin Yue's, which shows that his Buddhist heart is not pure enough, and is not even as good as that of a young girl who was born in a cult.

Chen Yuan's steps became heavier and heavier. He raised his head and looked at the golden summit of Wanfo Mountain, with tears glistening in his eyes.

"Amitabha, sin, sin!"

Monk Chenyuan would never question whether the Buddha's judgment was wrong. He was just extremely ashamed. He was so ashamed that he doubted whether he was qualified to set foot on the Golden Summit again.

Qin Yue strode away. He walked out of the Nine-Colored Lotus Pond, stood up, and flew down to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain.

Countless Buddha statues and magnificent Buddhist halls below flashed rapidly in Qin Yue's eyes. On the countless paths leading to the top of the mountain, there were devout believers walking one after another like ants, forming a long and winding line.

Soon Qin Yue saw the tall Buddha statue at the foot of the mountain - Kasyapa Golden Buddha.

It is said that this Buddha statue stood here 10,000 years ago. Kasyapa Golden Buddha is the founder of Buddhism in the world and the founder of Wanfo Mountain.

As early as 10,000 years ago, Kassapa Golden Buddha successfully ascended. His statue stands at the foot of Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain and has been guarding Buddhist disciples. The Kassapa Sutra he left behind is still the highest classic that the eminent monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain study and practice.

Qin Yue fell at the feet of this ascended Buddhist master. He could not help but feel awe for such a person. However, his awe was limited to the cultivation of Kassapa Buddha.

As for Sakyamuni Buddha's more profound Buddhist thoughts, Qin Yue did not want to understand. He has always believed that monks must go their own way. Every ascended person has their own way. Others do not have to copy it.

Can't come immediately.

A low cough interrupted Qin Yue's thoughts.

He didn't need to look back to know who was coming. There weren't many people in the entire world of cultivation who could appear behind him quietly! Besides, he was too familiar with the coughing sound.

Qin Yue did not turn around immediately. He did not know how to meet the old man again. The fate of their master and disciple was over, but Qin Yue did not regard the other party as an enemy.

Because Qin Yue knew that with his current strength, he was not worthy of being the enemy of the old drunkard. In addition, he had been with the old man for twenty years. The relationship between master and disciple for twenty years could not be erased in one stroke.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a long silence, the old drunkard finally spoke first: "It was here that you sobered up. It was also here that I sealed your memory."

Qin Yue slowly turned around and looked at the sloppy old man he was most familiar with. He couldn't tell how he felt.

The old drunkard's body is getting thinner, but his eyes are clearer than ever. He is like an ordinary farmer. When he is tired from working in the fields, he will take a sip of wine to relieve his fatigue. But after years of toil,

, and left irreversible illnesses on his body.

The long bells from the mountain came down. Qin Yue's tightened brows slowly relaxed, and there was no expression on his face like a knife.

The bell was not too loud. Qin Yue waited for the nine bells to ring before slowly speaking, "Why did you choose her?"

Seeing that the old drunkard didn't answer immediately, Qin Yue added: "It won't be so easy to break into the Demon Tower. You let my sister in intentionally, right?"

The old drunkard didn't deny it.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

The old drunkard coughed twice more and said slowly: "Because there is not much time left in this world."

Qin Yue's brows wrinkled again.

"Qin Lan was able to comprehend the "Wuxian Sutra" in a very short period of time, which shows that her Buddha nature is extraordinary. Such Tianlinggen monks are rare in the world of cultivation. That's why Wuxiang chose her."

"Choose her..." Qin Yue repeated the old drunkard's last words in a low voice.

"Qin Yue, with your intelligence, you should have guessed a long time ago that the person I chose is you."

"But I can't figure out why Wanfoshan chose us Qin brothers and sisters?"

The old drunkard took a big gulp of strong wine. Then he coughed a few times. He stared into Qin Yue's eyes and said word by word: "In order to fight against the catastrophe of annihilation."

Qin Yue was silent. He had stayed with the old man in front of him for twenty years. In fact, he had already speculated about this, and today, he finally heard the old drunkard tell the secret himself.

The two of them stood in silence at the feet of the Buddha. Time seemed to have stopped silently.

A quick cough broke the silence again.

"Actually, the savior I originally selected was not you either."

"Is it my father?" Qin Yue asked.

A slight smile appeared on the old man's face. "Yes, but later I discovered that the savior was probably not him. So I chose you again."

"Humph, savior!" Qin Yue shook his head slightly. "I have no desire to save the world, let alone the power to save the world. You have chosen the wrong person again."

"No! Yue'er. I once told you that every cultivator has his own way. Although your way is destined to have no fate with the seventh floor of the Demon Suppression Tower, it does not mean that you are not a savior."

"If I'm not wrong, the creation of the seventh level should be the "Taikoo Tianjie", right?"

"In addition to the Taikoo Tianjie, there is also a set of Buddhist scriptures from Wanfo Mountain - The Endless Sea of ​​Suffering, which also records eighty-one magical powers evolved from Buddhism."

Qin Yue was shocked. He knew very well what "The Endless Sea of ​​Suffering" was. It was a profound Buddhist scripture written by the Endless Golden Buddha in Wanfo Mountain.

In the eyes of Buddhist monks, there is no distinction between high and low in Buddhism. However, there is a difference between the strength and weakness of the magical powers evolved from Buddhism. Wuya is the Nine-vehicle Golden Buddha of Wanfo Mountain. His magical powers are naturally higher than those of the Eight-vehicle Wuxiang.

Buddha.

Obtaining the seventh level of creation is equivalent to obtaining the true biography of Wuya Golden Buddha, plus a copy of "Taikou Tianjie".
Chapter completed!