As he walked along the mountain path step by step, the surrounding scenery was constantly changing, full of vicissitudes and heavyness. Even the steps covered with scars under his feet were filled with the breath of time.

Songshan, as the Zhongyue among the Five Mountains, has a long history. It was a famous blessed cave in ancient times. After being occupied by Buddhism, it made it even more glorious. Being in the mountains, you can feel the strong Buddhist rhyme that is everywhere.

Every grass, a tree, a flower and a leaf have long been immersed in Zen. The mountains have spirits, and Songshan, one of the five mountains, naturally has spirits. This spirit is the soul of the mountain and the root of the mountain. The reason why those famous mountains and rivers have beautiful scenery and a wide range of atmospheres is not only because of the outside, but because of the inner mountain spirit.

However, after a long period of polishing, the mountain spirit has been transformed by Buddhism invisibly and without traces, so the current situation is here. Therefore, this is the holy place for Buddhists to practice in the world, and it is easy to achieve twice the result with half the effort to comprehend Buddhism here. What's more, in tens of thousands of years, the footprints of monks have been spread all over Songshan Mountain. The spiritual marks left by their understanding of Buddhism are scattered everywhere, waiting for the touch of later generations.

"It is worthy of being a Buddhist holy land." Along the way, Su Ming has absorbed countless spiritual marks, and his Buddhist cultivation has reached a higher level. While he is experiencing Buddhism, his own spiritual will also begin to resonate with Songshan, leaving his own mark.

"Dong!Dong!·······"

There is a bell tower in the towering temple, and there is a bronze bell as high as ten feet high. This bell is heavy as a heavy hammer. Every time you hit the bell, a monk in the Nascent Soul realm needs to activate his magic power before he can control the envoy.

The Hong Zhong Dalu, with nine bells ringing in a row, the afterglow of the bells are endless, and the entire Songshan Mountain is surrounded by the bell sounds. Suddenly, almost all the creatures on the mountain are trapped in the aftermath of the bell sounds, and they feel the wonderful Buddhist principles contained in the bell sounds.

On the mountain path, Su Ming's steps stopped slightly. He raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain with a smile, as if he saw the shaking bronze bell.

"Is this welcoming me?" He shook his head gently, and as soon as he stepped on it, he seemed to shrink into an inch. The scenery under his feet quickly retreated. Almost instantly, he came to the gate of Shaolin Temple.

"Click!"

Accompanied by the sound of wood rubbing, the dark door slowly opened, and the old monk Wudao slowly walked out from behind the door in a red cassock, following a little novice monk next to him.

The old monk Wudao walked up to Su Ming, folded his hands together, "Amitabha, the Buddha's friend has finally arrived."

Su Ming also replied to a Buddhist principle and said with a smile, "Master Abbot was joking. Songshan is a holy place for Buddhism. If it weren't for the bell urging, I would have been watching the beautiful scenery at the foot of the mountain."

"Please!" He turned his body and made an invitation. Su Ming's eyes swept over the face of the little monk beside him, nodded, and entered Shaolin Temple.

As soon as he entered the door, Su Ming looked solemn. He felt that the place was filled with endless power of faith, almost covering the entire Shaolin Temple.

Among the world, the only schools that are good at using the power of faith are Buddhism and gods. Gods are divided into innate gods and acquired gods. Innate gods are innate enlightenment and control the laws from the moment they are born. They are the darlings of heaven and have various authority and are difficult to deal with.

Most of the acquired gods are enfeoffed by humanity. Various ghosts have obtained the power of incense and then embarked on the path of gods. The acquired gods are very dependent on the belief in incense. If they leave the power of incense, they will fall from the position of gods at the least, and die at the worst.

The authority of acquired gods is also given by humans. Among the creatures in this world, only the power of faith born from human thoughts can be absorbed by gods and become the source of their divine power. It can be said that acquired gods are dependent on humanity.

The mountain spirit that Su Ming saw before was a congenital creature. He was born in Songshan. As long as Songshan does not fall, he will not die. Moreover, this kind of divine position is difficult to be taken away.

There has always been a legend of becoming enlightened by Buddhism. The birth of Buddhas from all families is passed down by the world and can gather a large amount of incense beliefs. These beliefs can help them comprehend the secret methods of Buddhism, and can also be used as materials to make magic weapons and weapons.

Of course, there are few Buddhists in this world who practice faith and achieve enlightenment. After all, although this path is easy to follow in the early stage, it is almost a dead end in the later stage and it is difficult to reach the peak. Moreover, once there is a mistake in faith, I will be affected.

In Su Ming's view, this Shaolin Temple is about to have a spirit. As the saying goes, all things have spirits. Without going through the vicissitudes of time and the polishing of time, it is difficult to make something come out of spiritual wisdom.

In the secular world, some old objects will be infected with popularity and become genitals in a specific environment, but these genitals only have the most ignorant consciousness, and their bodies are also quite fragile. If one is not good, they will be destroyed.

Although Shaolin Temple is just a temple, countless eminent monks and monks have emerged from here, and countless primordial monks have been born. Moreover, Shaolin Temple has occupied a large amount of Buddhist fortune and can be said to be the leader. However, since Su Ming entered here, he has not found any traces of formations here.

It seemed as if every brick and tile here was just ordinary things. When Su Ming walked through the front hall and stepped into the square, his eyes stopped on a withered sycamore tree, and then he realized the secret.

It turns out that Shaolin Temple does not have a large formation, but these large formations are composed of ordinary things in the temple, taking the path of unity of man and nature. Everything here has been influenced by Buddhism and sent away batches of monks.

Over time, this Shaolin Temple has developed spiritual intelligence. But at present, these spiritual intelligence is just some ignorant consciousness and has not grown up completely, but even so, it is enough to surprise Su Ming, because once the spirit of the temple and the spirit of Songshan, the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple will be unbreakable!

"Is this Shaolin Temple? When I saw it today, it was indeed worthy of its reputation." After visiting the Grand Hall, Su Ming saw the golden statue of the Hundred-foot Tathagata standing on the hall, and was puzzled for a moment.

Monk Wudao stood beside Su Ming and said modestly, "My Buddhist friends praised it. Shaolin Temple is just one of the thousands of temples in the world, so I should not be praised."

Although he did not admit it, Su Ming still felt pride and pride in his tone. In this world, except for the three major sects, which one of them would have such a big deal and spent tens of thousands of years to open spirits and accumulate spirits for an ordinary temple.

Along the way, Su Ming saw many monks, some sweeping the floor, some watering flowers, and some chanting scriptures... After seeing the old monk Huodao, they did not give up their work, but performed a Buddhist ceremony from afar and continued to do their own things.

Although these people are not very enlightened and look inconspicuous, Su Ming sensed a powerful and pure Buddhist foundation in these people. Even if their current cultivation is not as good as his, their cultivation foundation is extremely thick. Some focus on the body, some focus on the soul... and some focus on both.

But no one of the disciples who were thrown into the world of immortal cultivation was to ignore except for the three major sects. Even the monk Wangchen under Su Ming was not as strong as theirs.

This powerful foundation makes their cultivation path very stable. Even if there are insufficient opportunities, the worst among them is the Nascent Soul realm, which is almost impossible to put in other sects.

The water of the three sects is so deep!

After passing through the sacrificial hall in front, Su Ming came to the Sutra Library under the guidance of Monk Wudao. After all, the old monk invited him to Shaolin Temple to talk about Buddhism and Taoism. Although he didn't know if there were any other purposes, it was obvious that he could not escape.

But even when talking about Buddhism and Taoism, Su Ming was never afraid. Over the past few years, he has absorbed countless relics and learned the Zen practices of many masters. In addition, he has obtained the inheritance of the sacred life of the sacred world of selflessness. He has led all the sutras with great wisdom, which has led him to go further in the Zen study.

Even regardless of his cultivation or compared with the realm of Zen, he is not inferior to any monk in this world.

The Sutra Pavilion is a tall wooden building with twenty floors. Each floor is dedicated to various scriptures. It retains all Buddhist scriptures from ancient times to the present, as vast as a sea of ​​smoke. Of course, it is just a handwritten copy, and the more precious original scriptures are placed elsewhere.

The door was open, and Monk Wudao took Su Ming into the first floor of the library. At this time, many monks were already reading scriptures. Various Buddhist scriptures formed a thick sutra wall. From a distance, there were no less than millions of them. The outside didn't look big, but unexpectedly there was another world inside!

Although Su Ming has read all the books in the Great Zhou Library, compared with the books here, the books in the Great Zhou Library are just a drop in the ocean and are not worth mentioning.

"Friends of Buddha, please!" Seeing the surprise in Su Ming's eyes, the old monk Wudao seemed to be calm on the surface, but in fact he was very proud.

"This library was built with Shaolin Temple. It collects all kinds of scripture secrets. The most common books are Buddhist scriptures. Every disciple in the temple can come here to read books."

"But the collection of books here can only be read here and cannot be brought out. Each upper level must have enough Buddhist realm. If the realm is not there, you cannot enter the next level."

"Shaolin Temple has a profound foundation." Following the stairs, Su Ming stepped onto the second floor. There were more books here than the first floor, but there were fewer people. After Su Ming glanced at it, he stepped onto the third floor and the fourth floor. Every time he went up, there were fewer and fewer people reading books, but the books were still as vast as a sea of ​​smoke.

The collection of books on each floor is constantly changing, from ordinary Buddhist scriptures at the beginning to classic Buddhist books, to various isolated books, to Buddhist practice methods, to historical lists of the immortal world, to various Buddhist supernatural powers and magical techniques, all kinds of different...

At the top of the library, there is no one here, and the books here are no longer carried in the form of books, but are recorded in the form of jade slips.

Suddenly, the old monk Wudao came to Su Ming, performed a Buddhist ritual, and said in a deep voice, "Buddhist friend, I invite you to Shaolin this time to understand a sutra together. This sutra is arbitrary, but it contains the principles of Buddhism. Even if I am a monk, I cannot understand it. Therefore, I can only ask you for help and ask my friends to help me."

"No matter whether this sutra is understood or not, I can make the decision. Let you choose one of the Buddhist supernatural powers here. What do you think of the Buddhist friends?"

When Su Ming suddenly heard this, he frowned and a warning in his heart, "What kind of scriptures that are rebellious can't even understand the dignified Shaolin abbot?"

However, along the way, the old monk Wudao's performance was impeccable, without any malice, not to mention that even a mere scripture could not ensnare him. Therefore, Su Ming gradually let go of his vigilance. Since he specially invited him, let's see what scripture it was?

Although Su Ming had already had some conspiracy in his heart, he could not agree to him easily, otherwise, reaching his demands too easily would make him suspicious.

So he refused, "Master is joking, even you can't comprehend this sutra, and I'm even less able to do these subtle practices of the monk."

The old monk Wudao sighed and said in a deep voice, "My Buddhist friend is humble. Your Buddhist cultivation is rare in the world, and even I am not able to reach it. If this book was not too out of the scriptures and rebellious, I would not have made such a bad decision."

"Entering a demon?" Su Ming's heart thumped. Is there a demon in this world who is bigger than him? "Since the master said so, I will be disrespectful."

Immediately, the old monk Wudao took out a black scripture from the storage ring and sent it to Su Ming. However, when he saw the three words on the cover of the scripture, he couldn't help but look surprised.

"It seems that I have this scripture, too." After saying that, he took out a yellow cover scripture from his body, which also had three big characters written on it, "The Sutra of the Heart Demon".

"What?" The monk Wudao looked shocked, took the scriptures from Su Ming's hand and read them carefully. After reading the complete scriptures, his expression slowed down slightly, "Buddhist friend, your scriptures are incomplete, but they ended abruptly when they reached the Nascent Soul realm. However, this scripture of me is derived from the inner demon in southern Xinjiang. Buddha friend should still have an impression."

"What the master is talking about is the inner demon who is good at taking over the body of monks?" Su Ming's face showed a look of surprise.

The old monk Wudao nodded, "Yes, after the leader of the Demon Sect, Xue Buran, killed the inner demon, he got this sutra from him and copied it and gave it to Shaolin. But I don't know where this sutra from the Buddhist friend came from?"

Su Ming looked through the scriptures and said, "I accidentally obtained this scripture from other monks. Many monks in the world of immortal cultivation have already practiced it. I didn't expect that this scripture actually originated from that devil."
Chapter completed!