Seeing the power of the pure world millstone, the monkey’s face shook and he stood up. A statue of a mountain emitting black Shaqi appeared in the void and crashed towards the pure world millstone.
"Hum!"
Not to be outdone, Gao Cai pointed to the Eternal Temple. A huge purple flash was smashed from the virtual collision to the flash. When the whole black mountain was slightly smashed, it continued to bump into the Jingshi millstone and tried to smash the Jingshi millstone.
"Hey!"
See this black mountain high just a slight hum hands a clap waist Yin and Yang gourd fly out of a back six wings black baby hovering in the mouth of the gourd black baby mouth spit out a huge black knife mans cut to the black mountain will fly the whole mountain.
Then the black baby suddenly flashed, and the black knife awn flew to the distance. When the black knife awn flew to the arm-linked ape, the arm of the arm-linked ape was lifted, and the huge arm was severely hit, and the black mountain was sucked into the abdomen.
Taking this opportunity, the Jingjie millstone directly turns and grinds, trying to crush the whole golden body of the industrial fire into the millstone. Seeing this situation, the face of the arm-linked ape changed greatly. This golden body of the industrial fire is its own treasure, so you can’t lose it, or you will be ruined if you repair it yourself.
In the face of this situation, the armless ape suddenly jumped up like a flash and came to the golden body of the fire to put away the whole golden body.
However, the whole golden body’s three-headed arm was also polished by the clean world millstone to remove a stripe from the clean world millstone.
Chapter three hundred and ninety-seven The Sanskrit of the ancient temple
It’s a pity to see the ape break away, but there’s not much emotion. After all, the strength of this one-armed ape is already the peak of Jin Xian, and it’s good to be able to beat it yourself.
After scanning for four weeks, I have some doubts. This one-armed ape chose to practice here. It is neither a paradise nor an aura. It is almost nothing surprising that it is flat and light.
Without thinking about refining and grinding teeth, I quickly swept my mind to know what is magical about this place. In this war, the whole lake has disappeared, leaving a huge sinkhole.
The black hole is like Zhang Jukou and others entering the behemoth, which makes Gao Cai slightly frightened. This place should be a unique place, but it has not formed a situation full of Shaqi, but it is plain.
Thought of here, Guanghua’s eyes shot into the pothole, and at this time, the whole pothole suddenly rumbled and shook violently.
In this vibration, there were bursts of Sanskrit in the virtual. In the Sanskrit, the golden light slowly sounded from the potholes, and golden smallpox fell one after another in the sky.
"Sanskrit smallpox! Is Fang a Buddhist monk! ？”
This kind of situation surprised Gao Cai. I didn’t expect this kind of change in this pothole. When I was frightened, I was full of curiosity. I looked carefully and wanted to see what had changed in this pothole.
A temple with glittering golden light rises slowly from the square when the Sanskrit sounds. In front of the temple, a huge bodhi tree shines slightly in green and rises with the temple.
When the golden light disappears, the temple situation is revealed. The whole temple is simple and has no grandeur, but it gives people a clean and solemn atmosphere. The bodhi trees in front of the temple are also slightly shaking, which makes people feel refreshed.
"Xiangsi!"
Looking at this temple, Gao Cai’s mind was slightly stunned. I didn’t expect that there was such a temple here. When I looked at the temple, a bronze plaque was engraved with three words.
"The true French king in Xiangmen is a pure land!"
On both sides of the temple, two transverse spokes stand gently, giving people a kind of mysterious Zen, which makes Gao Cai’s heart calm slightly and his steps move gently towards this temple.
I walked to the front of the temple and looked at the huge Bodhi Temple. When I touched it gently, my heart suddenly became silent, and a feeling was aroused from my heart, as if heaven and earth blended with thick mysterious and righteous hearts.
"It turned out that it was split from Gulinggen. Who is the owner of this temple, Bodhisattva, who actually has this kind of repairing power!"
Looking at this bodhi tree is full of curiosity and shock at the same time. The real bodhi tree is a quasi-body. Although it has been accompanied since its reincarnation, it has also been refined into a wonderful tree.
Most of the Bodhisattva trees in the heaven and earth are bred by the enlightened Bodhisattva in this world, but such Bodhisattva trees are also beside the Buddhist monk who really understands the mystery.
This humble temple has this kind of power, which really makes people curious. I gently put my hand down and walked to the front of the temple. A quiet and elegant Zen came to my mind, and a Zen scripture sounded in my ear, just like several great monks explaining the meaning of the scripture in my ear.
This scripture Sanskrit is not overbearing, but it quietly explains a little bit of hidden meaning, which enlightens people’s minds and makes people feel like real Buddhist holy places.
"It’s a clean and elegant place!"
Gao Cai praised it slightly. He walked to the front of the temple and looked into it. There was no Buddha statue in the temple and there was no grand atmosphere. There was a monk sitting quietly behind the temple door.
The monk sat cross-legged in his white robe, motionless as if he were an ancient meteorite that had never moved since ancient times.
"Being original has seen a master!"
Looking at the monk Gao Cailang who was carrying himself, he said that his eyes were full of curiosity.
As Gao Cai said, the whole monk’s body showed a layer of golden brilliance, and a swastika picture in the golden light slowly flashed over the emptiness of heaven and earth.
Then golden lotus flowers emerged from the earth. These lotus flowers sparkled with the beauty of Buddha. After the golden lotus flowers sparkled, golden rosettes flew out in the void, and golden brilliance sank into the cross legs and sat in the eyebrows of monks.
These golden lights form a golden relic of the size of a shackle at the eyebrows and disappear into the monk’s body.
"Bodhidharma, a poor monk, has seen Tan Yue. Thank you, Tan Yue, for defeating the demon monkey and letting the poor monk escape this robbery!"
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