high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 257 Arhat Golden Body

The old monk's complexion is dark gold, and his treasure is solemn, like a sacred and awe-inspiring Arhat.

Surrounded by countless light clusters beside him, with immeasurable might and virtue, the old monk suddenly stopped chanting sutras and preaching Zen, looked at Bai Shu in doubt, and let out a small gasp in surprise.

The abbot of King Kong Temple, the master of Southern Zen Buddhism——Monk Self-Guan!

The dark golden complexion of the master of the Southern Chan sect is the practice of the "Tuojia Xiang" to achieve perfection and attain the golden body of Arhat.

"Tuojia Xiang" and "Bi Jingtian Human Body", these two supernatural powers are both the foundation of the King Kong Temple's Zhenzong, and they are the supreme method for the sanctification of the physical body.

But the heaven and the human body are difficult to prove. In comparison, the golden body of Arhat is easier.

Looking at the aura on the monk's body, the aura around him is similar, they are all like a Buddha blade with a sharp edge, apart from being sacred, there is also an awe-inspiring killing intent.

But at the end of the week, there was no opportunity, and the "Tuojiaxiang" was only a great achievement, not yet complete, and it has not yet attained the golden body of an Arhat.

The abbot turned his Dharma eyes from far away, and looked at Shi Mo carefully on Bai Shu. After a while, he nodded slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

The handsome young man sat cross-legged in the void, at the three-foot altar, his handprints were spinning extremely fast, like a butterfly wearing a flower.

Dharma principles fly endlessly beside him, sometimes outlining the sun, moon and stars, deriving astronomical phenomena, and sometimes gathering and dispersing into rivers and lakes, depicting all beings with various appearances.

Amidst the monks' chanting, Bai Shu's expression became calmer, and the ferocious veins on his forehead also disappeared.

Great peace, great joy, great joy...

The speed of Baishu's seal is getting slower and slower, but between the movements of the ten fingers, it gives people a heavy feeling of pushing the void forward.

Ziguan raised his hand from the futon and pressed down slightly.

In an instant, the sound of chanting scriptures in the hall stopped abruptly.

"I'm so glad..."

After a long silence, Wuxian suddenly sighed, he withdrew his gaze from Baishu, and said softly:

"Such a talent, fortunately entered my Vajra Temple!"

At this moment, under the gazes of the outside monks, either Xinyi or calm, the surface of Baishu's body is like a large and transparent furnace, with countless scriptures carved on it, majestic and surging.

The dense pure light became brighter and brighter, and the divine light was shining brightly, making Bai Shu look like a heavenly man reborn, resembling a solemn statue of a god.

Between his eyebrows, hundreds of thousands of rays of light pierced through the sky, and the booming sound resounded loudly, resounding every inch of space in the hall.

Without pulling, there will be auspicious energy like a dragon, gathering around Baishu's side, exhaling and exhaling with the breath, constantly washing the body and baptizing the primordial spirit.

"Diamond Double..."

A yellow-robed monk with ears over shoulders and a seven-treasure crown on his head said:

"In this state, one must perfect one's body, spirit, and mind to connect with the vast void, so that one's body can be solidified into a bridge between heaven and earth before it can be achieved."

The big-eared monk looked around at the monks and said with a smile:

"Even with our help, breaking through a small realm in half a month is really amazing."

"It's okay to say that the King Kong of the second level, when the King Kong of the third level is condensed into one, I won't be able to help."

On the futon, another monk interfaced:

"As for Wutian talent, it's not like you haven't seen it before. What's the fuss?"

"He has achieved so much, I'm worried about Qingshen Temple and Beichan School, I'm afraid there will be actions in secret."

"Come one, kill one!"

"Longyuan Li's madman, I'm afraid it's not far away."

"Mr. Li is fine, I'm only worried about Mr. He..."

Wearing a precious golden cassock, the bony monk shook his head: "The secret art of Jiejing Mountain is very difficult to deal with."

"Then kill Mr. He together!" The monk with plump cheeks and face like the full moon sneered again and again: "Send the big gift first, if Jie Jingshan insists on not knowing what is good and what is wrong, then Mr. He will be killed together!"

"Mr. He is not easy to kill." A monk with dark gold pupils, who was obviously trained to become Shura eyes, shook his head:

"Master Tianji, which one is easy to kill?"

……

While the monks were arguing, a boy-like little novice sat on the futon, frowning slightly from time to time.

"Let's discuss these funeral affairs later!"

The little monk with red lips and white teeth raised his hand and pressed it. After all the monks stopped talking, he looked at the abbot who was directly above him, and said:

"Senior brother."

The little monk smiled and said:

"Ignoring the Dharma Conference, Tianfu and the remnants of the Great Kuxuanzong did not know where to get the news and got the exact matter.

They begged us and wanted the temple to help them rebuild the land, what do you think of it? "

Puja——

To celebrate Baishu's return to the King Kong Temple, Ziguan invited all the holy lands and aristocratic families in the world, not only Nanzheng and Western Chu, but even the warring Beiwei also sent invitations.

The Dharma Conference will be held in three months, and it will be another grand gathering for practitioners all over the world.

A gathering of heroes, a collection of sages.

Such a grand scene, not to mention no obviousness, no obscurity, etc., I am afraid that only the new abbot of King Kong Temple succeeds to the Zen sect.

This Fahui.

For one thing, it is to take advantage of the Fa Conference to discuss the alliance, which is the most important thing.Second, it also has the meaning of celebration.

Ziguan opened his old eyes and said lightly: "Let's talk when we come, let's see what they say!"

Lord Xuanwen killed Suzaku, and dozens of holy lands and aristocratic families responded one after another.

Thousands of years have passed, and the wind and clouds have dispersed, and some holy places have long been ruined and lost their reputation in the past.

Tianfu and Great Kuxuanzong are listed here.

"Understood." Hearing Ziguan speak, the little novice nodded slightly.

As soon as the news about the Great Ku Xuanzong and Tianfu came out, all the monks in the main hall couldn't help discussing it again.

But at this moment, Bai Shu couldn't hear the words of the monks.

He fell into absolute emptiness, nothing existed, as if wrapped in thick chaos.

In front of him, there is only an attribute panel with constantly jumping values.

"Consuming 456 attribute points, it can be upgraded to the second level of King Kong."

The originally huge value was constantly reduced under the Zen sound.

Until it solidifies to the current value, it will never move again.

"Looks like this is the end..."

Bai Shu sighed from the bottom of his heart. With self-comprehension or assistance, the attribute values ​​originally required for improvement will continue to decrease.

Whether it was replacing the attribute value with merit, breaking through the first level of Yang Talisman, or absorbing karma to improve the concept of Pozhi, or enlightening by oneself through the Mira lamp, reducing the consumption of supernatural powers.

All of the above are the same.

This time, the monks' Zen sound empowerment saved Bai Shu's countless consumption and allowed him to save a large amount of attribute points...

"promote!"

After Bai Shu pressed "+", he shouted in a deep voice.

There was a loud bang in my head, and the sting was extremely painful, like a big ax cutting straight in, breaking everything.

The dense pure light flows through the meridians and acupoints in the body, and it is about to boil. Even the invisible red dragon, the scales and armor all over the body are clanking, and the breath is so deep that it is not ordinary.

King Kong double!

From then on, the mind will connect with the void, and the true qi will never be exhausted, and the magic power will be infinite!

In an instant, the infinite energy of heaven and earth seemed to break through the shackles, rushing violently to the limbs and bones, penetrating into every part of the Niwan Palace, completely filling it up.

The human body of a beginner, Bian Jingtian, is swollen for a while, like a big balloon, which will burst at any time.

"town!"

"town!"

"town!"

Bai Shu yelled loudly, cooperated with the mantra, pinched the town character seal with his hand, to stop the sudden riot when the vitality in his body interacted with the outside world.

His body is bright and bright, like a bright and pure little sun, the monks who were talking couldn't help but turn their eyes to Bai Shu.

"King Kong has been accomplished."

The abbot laughed out loud, "Can the saint be far behind?"

Bai Shu restrained her qi one by one, finally restrained the infinite light, and the Lingtai was clear and clear, free from external qi.

When he calmed down and opened his eyes.

in front of you.

I saw an old monk with a dark golden complexion smiling and pointing at himself.

(End of this chapter)