"Senior brother, seeing that you have made great progress in cultivation recently, I would like to ask you a question about cultivation?"
"explain."
"How can a man experience the state of great joy that our Buddha said when he can never get the woman he loves?"
"stroke."
"stroke?"
"That's right! Stroking means stroking.
Since the beginning of the prehistoric times,
Turn into a rainbow and fly up to the western sky.
All sentient beings are attracted by tourists,
One stroke is tens of thousands of years.
Fa 2, have you realized it?"
"without."
"I'm about to move to the Lower Courtyard. Before I leave, I'll give you this word '拋'. When you realize it, you can truly get rid of Tweet's troubles."
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Fahai has already graduated and cannot continue to live in the inner courtyard for a long time. Originally, as a third-generation disciple who has entered the secret realm of immortality, he should live in Dalin Upper Court. However, since he also serves as the master of the lower courtyard, he can also choose to live in the lower courtyard.
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It is said that since Fa Hai and Fa Yi competed in front of the Wuliang Treasure Hall regardless of their sectarian friendship, an elder suggested that these two talented disciples be arranged to live in a Zen room so that they could spend time together and cultivate their friendship.
When Fa Hai heard this rumor, he had goosebumps all over his body. He asked him to live with that guy Fa Yi to cultivate a relationship. This elder's head was simply kicked by a donkey.
Fa Yi humiliated Fa Hai for ten years, and Fa Hai made Fa Yi bear the stigma of a dung monk for the rest of his life. There was no possibility of reconciliation between the two, let alone the cultivation of any friendship.
What Fa Hai didn't know was that after Fa Hai heard this rumor, Fa Yi reacted more strongly than Fa Hai, as if he had eaten a fly. Fa Yi compared himself to a mad dragon, but Fa Hai was a poisonous snake. Although the mad dragon usually would
Poisonous snakes can torture you to death, but as long as you are bitten by a poisonous snake, the mad dragon will suffer a terrible fate.
Don't mention any idle talk, just talk about the sea of fa.
After arriving at the Lower Courtyard, Fahai moved into the Zen room dedicated to Master Siyuan under the diligent arrangements of Master Zhike.
Although this Zen room is not a private courtyard, the conditions are much better than the dormitory where Fa Hai originally lived. Not only are the windows brightly cleaned, but there is also a young novice who specially delivers fast meals to him on time and cleans the room.
In Dalin Temple, this is already the treatment given to senior leaders, and Fahai is very satisfied with it.
After leaving all the chores to Bu Yuan and the other three, Fahai began a life of cultivating behind closed doors. There was no other way. Now he had too many things to digest, and too many magical weapons that needed to be sacrificed one by one. This
In the future, it will be his capital to save his life. He has to temporarily put away his lazy personality and seize the time to practice hard.
Sitting on the meditation bed, Fahai had a thousand thoughts in his mind. It took him a long time to sort out his thoughts on cultivation. After that, he crossed his legs and fell into concentration, entering the sea of consciousness.
In the sea of consciousness, the Calm Buddha, who has grown to more than three thousand feet, hangs high in the air. Between the Buddha's eyebrows, a phantom of a relic mixed with thunder and fire is extremely bright, emitting thousands of rays of light.
The consciousness of Fahai and the Calm Buddha merged into one. The Calm Buddha pointed his finger, and the relics between his eyebrows flew out of the body in an instant, turning into a dragon-transforming pool that was more than a hundred feet tall.
On that day, Fahai absorbed 365 heavenly thunders and used most of the mana to refine the Hualong Pond. Now the Hualong Pond is ten times its original size. The thunder in the pond is rolling and contains infinite power.
As soon as the Hualong Pond appeared, two rays of light, one red and one blue, erupted from the pond. The Fire Dragon Lord and the Thunder Dragon appeared in front of the Calm Buddha.
The flames in Fire Dragon Lord's eyes were high, and he looked very excited and satisfied.
The Thunder Dragon was a bit miserable, his eyes were dull and dazed, as if he was stupid.
"Fire Dragon Lord, I asked you to sharpen its edges. How did you do this?"
"This junior is not bad, really good. Although he is just a lowly three-clawed dragon, he is a loyal listener. I only told a little bit of my little story, and it clamored to convert. However, boss, I think this matter
Don't be in a hurry, you have to give me a year and a half to finish telling the story, right?" Fire Dragon Lord was surprisingly not agitated.
"What little story?"
"This is my legendary life, haha." Fire Dragon Lord was extremely proud.
"Oh?" Fahai suddenly realized that when the little story was mentioned, the soul of the thunder dragon seemed to have heard something extremely terrifying and was actually trembling.
"Why don't you speak? After all, you are also a dragon who has been practicing for tens of thousands of years. Don't tell me that you don't understand human language."
"Monk! Master! Xiaolong can't bear it anymore, please transform me as soon as possible!"
Thunder Dragon turned his head to look at Fire Dragon Lord in fear, his eyes full of fear, then looked at Fa Hai, became brave, and cried, "For a whole month, it seems that there are countless flies surrounding me, Senior Fire Dragon Lord
The little dragon has been telling the story for a month, and until now, its female dragon is still an egg... By the time it tells the story about the female dragon hatching, the little dragon has already gone crazy..."
"Hmph! Even if you turn into ashes, you still have to tell me the story you want!"
When the Fire Dragon Lord heard the words, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, an unparalleled dragon power enveloped the Thunder Dragon. Among the dragon clans, bloodline determines everything. Under the Fire Dragon Lord's dragon power, the Thunder Dragon had almost no power to resist.
"Forget it, then I will help you." Seeing that the Thunder Dragon Soul had no intention of resisting, Fa Hai waved his hand and threw it into the Dragon Transformation Pond.
"Boss, how could you do this? If you wanted to resolve it, you should have told me earlier. If you didn't tell me..."
"stop!"
Seeing that the Fire Dragon Lord was back to his old ways and started to chatter endlessly, Fahai quickly interrupted and said, "Don't worry, within a year, I will definitely catch you many powerful demon souls to listen to your stories, how about it?"
"This is what you said..."
Fahai no longer paid attention to the Fire Dragon Lord. He kept making seals with his hands and activated the Heavenly Dragon Chanting. Golden Sanskrit words continued to pour out from Fahai's mouth. The Sanskrit words circled and danced in the void, connected end to end, turning into golden dragons and shooting into the dragon.
In the pool.
For a moment, the pool was filled with light and bursts of Sanskrit sounds. Through the layers of fog in the pool, one could see a blue dragon soul struggling and twisting, but the golden Sanskrit words were wrapped around the blue dragon like a soul-locking curse.
body, blending into his body bit by bit.
I don't know how long it took, but thousands of thunderous forces spewed out from the Dragon Transformation Pond, intertwining into a telepathic dragon in the void. Its shape was almost the same as the physical body of a three-clawed thunder dragon. After flying and circling in the void for a while, it landed.
In front of Calm Buddha, Thunder Dragon was silent at this moment, with piety in his eyes.
"Fortunately, you lost all his fighting spirit. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to survive it for ten or eight years." Fahai let out a long sigh, finally settling his worries.
"It's over. I've been completely brainwashed. I'm just like a wooden stake. What fun can I have in telling stories to puppets?" Fire Dragon Lord's eyes were filled with regret.
"My cultivation level is limited and my resources are limited. At present, I can only shape a body with a thousand years of magic power for you. When I become developed in the future, I will use tens of billions of years of magic power to shape a dragon body for you. By then, even if you face a first-grade monk, you will still be able to shape it.
You can come out arrogantly." Fa Hai chuckled.
"I hope that one day, I, the Fire Dragon Lord, can tell my little story to all the creatures in the world, haha~"