The first thousand and forty-eight chapters of the Western Dami Temple, the Buddha is planting flowers
At this time, Hang Tianyi felt that he was slowly disconnecting from something in this world.
At the present state, Hang Tianyi has already had his own opinions on the path of cultivation. He knows better than anyone else that those disconnected things are the cause and effect between him and the world. They are invisible lines of cause and effect.
The cause and effect between him and Buddhism.
"From now on, there will be no connection between you and Buddhism. Even if Buddha wants to find you, it will not be an easy task!"
Monk Fahai's voice came out, but his body continued to weaken. It was obvious that this will will dissipate in the human world.
"Master!" Hang Tianyi felt extremely sad. This beautiful monk had done too many things for him. Even if he was once forced to inherit the power of Tianlong Buddha, he now knows that this Buddhist technique is of great benefit to him.
In other words, it is also the key to forging a new path.
Fahai did not answer Hang Tianyi. At this time, there was only a faint smile on his face, and then it turned into light and electricity and disappeared in the world.
Hang Tianyi's heart felt extremely sad and empty for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.
When Hang Tianyi came back to his senses, he found that although his injuries had been stabilized, they were still very serious. It would probably take about half an hour to fully recover.
He thought for a while and shook his head secretly. Things in this world happened as they happened, and with his current ability, he couldn't change anything.
Hang Tianyi began to look at his injuries. The Taiqing Qi circulated, and the qualitative change of Tianlong Buddha's power, the power of Confucianism, and the Taiqing Qi complemented each other. In this way, the injury improved faster.
At the moment when Monk Fahai disappeared between heaven and earth, there was a Lingshan Mountain in the west, and palace buildings could be seen everywhere on Lingshan Mountain.
These buildings are not owned by a dynasty, but belong to Buddhism. Here is the origin of Buddhism: Daimi Temple!
The buildings here don't seem to have any sense of grandeur or prosperity, but they reveal the power of time and are shrouded in vicissitudes of life.
It seems that the entire spiritual mountain is very lonely and has transcended the human world.
At the top of Daimi Temple, there is a very ordinary courtyard, which is filled with hundreds of flowers.
It's February-like weather at this time. If you plant here, some are blooming, some are in bud, and some have not yet come out of winter.
Each type of flower seems to have a different charm here, releasing an ethereal and holy atmosphere.
In the courtyard, a young man dressed as an ordinary monk was watering the flowers.
Whether they are still hibernating, sleeping, or have already begun to bloom, there are no exceptions. The only exception is that when watering, each flower needs a different amount of water.
"It is true that all living beings are equal, but the amount of food they eat and the time they sleep are already different. If we use this to discuss the Tao, the Tao is even different!" the young man said.
He raised his head and saw that he was a very handsome man. If he were to describe him as handsome, it would not be enough to describe his temperament.
In short, he is so special, he can be recognized at a glance just standing there.
However, he seems to be so ordinary. When you look at him a few more times, you always feel that he gives off the impression that he is a dusty person, just like an ordinary person, there is nothing special about him.
So ordinary, yet so extraordinary, contradictory yet ethereal, the Buddha came to the world. Apart from the Buddha Jingkong of Daimi Temple, there is probably no other person.
On the world's most influential list, this figure is ranked second, second only to Wang Tengfeng.
But some people say that Jingkong is an existence that surpasses Wang Tengfeng.
"When the dust settles, the wind rises again!" Jingkong looked into the sky. His eyes were deep, penetrating the sky, and he seemed to have seen the light spots transformed by monk Fahai.
There was neither joy nor sadness on his face.
The wind blows gently, and the flowers in the yard also move with it.
When the light and electricity transformed by Fahai completely dissipated in the human world, one of the half-dead flowers that cleared the yard also turned into dust.
No one knows what this means, but Jingkong is still so quiet and indifferent, as if nothing has anything to do with him.
"Everything is just a moment of the movement of heaven!" Jingkong's voice came out, and what was released from his whole person was an indescribable coldness. It seemed that he had never been an emotional person, nor would he feel compassion for all living things, but he
, this Buddhist disciple of Daimi Temple is the most likely being to become a Buddha in countless years.
Outside the Jingzhou City of the Dajing Dynasty, among the mountains, Hang Tianyi was still healing his wounds. He didn't know that in the Dami Temple in the west, a flower had completely withered and disappeared in the world.
The power attached to Wu Yao this time was something Hang Tianyi had never seen before. It was not easy to recover from this injury.
So far, Hang Tianyi has only recovered about 20 to 30%.
"Witchcraft, it's really scary!" Hang Tianyi's face turned pale. He no longer thought about Monk Fahai and concentrated on healing, but it was still not as fast as before.
The injuries in his body were more caused by the impact of the rules and rhyme of the witchcraft. Taiqing Zhenqi was very powerful, but in the face of the unknown power attached to Wu Yao, his recovery ability was still a little poor.
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In fact, Hang Tianyi also understands that it is not because Taiqing Zhenqi is not powerful, but because his cultivation level is still in the realm of Yuantai, and the power of witchcraft is beyond the realm of Zifu.
In the blink of an eye, the time for half a stick of incense had passed. Suddenly, Hang Tianyi felt palpitations and uneasiness in his heart. He opened his eyes, raised his head, and felt a chill coming from his own home.
Then, the eyes seemed to fall into endless darkness.
Hang Tianyi shook his head violently, and his mind recovered a lot. Only then did he see clearly that the thing that blocked the light turned out to be a lion, a lion as big as a mountain.
Moreover, its body also exudes an indescribable aura of the devil. Obviously, this is a lion that practices the devil, and its cultivation level is not low.
Hang Tianyi has only recovered about 40% of his injuries so far. It is no exaggeration to say that this is really a rainy day when the house leaks.
"What should we do?" There was a voice in Hang Tianyi's heart at this time, and he felt an indescribable life and death crisis.
This point is the key to healing. Hang Tianyi knows better than anyone what kind of damage it will cause to his own foundation once he takes action.
At this moment, what Hang Tianyi can do is to restrain his aura. Otherwise, if any aura is exposed, he can only bet that this big guy has not discovered him yet.
The lion was as big as a mountain, and its eyes were like copper bells. The lion seemed accustomed to looking down at living things, but at this time, in this cave, when it looked down at Hang Tianyi, it happened to be blocked by the rocks above.