Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 347 Dharma Conference
There was no words all the way, there were escaping lights on both sides, and the four of them couldn't increase their speed.

Looking from a distance at this time.

Dozens of miles away, the Buddha's light shines brightly in Tianlun Mountain, like a pillar of light reaching into the sky and the earth, and the pillar of light envelopes the temple building.

Among the temples, there was a hall with radiant light above it, and a light and shadow of a statue rose slowly, and finally merged into the pillar of light.

I saw this statue with a simple face, wearing armor of an old style, with ribbons floating on the back of the armor, and auspicious clouds at its feet. It was about ten feet tall.

His eyes were half-closed, but not fully opened. There was a golden bell phantom protecting his body outside his body, and there were countless small mantras flowing like golden light on it.

At this moment, inside and outside the temple, monks and nuns were praising the sutra, and on both sides of the road, countless monks and believers who had arrived first joined the queue to praise the sutra.

The voices of countless lawsuits merged together to form a strong will, soaring straight into the sky and integrating into the golden light pillar, making the golden bell guardian more and more dazzling. The eyelids seemed to be opened a little more, revealing the brilliant golden light. It's impossible to look straight at.

Wang Hu lowered his head to dodge and shouted, "Good boy."

"This Tianlun Sect's formation is so powerful. Our Gushan Sect is also a major Jindan sect, but we don't have this kind of momentum."

"This is still the second-ranked Golden Bell Dharma Protector in the sect. What would it look like if it were the first Heavenly Wheel Vajra?"

"It's really hard to compare people to each other, and sects to sects...there's no way they can compare!"

Shu Chitu shook his head and said.

"Second brother, there is no need to belittle yourself."

"Our Gushan Sect has a profound foundation and is not weaker than the Tianlun Sect."

"In addition to relying on the spiritual power of heaven and earth, Buddhism also attaches great importance to the power of aspiration and is unique in the development of spiritual consciousness."

"This protector only uses the will of many believers here to manifest, making its power even higher. In essence, it is a major node of the protector array."

"When its eyes are fully opened, it will be the peak moment of the formation."

"To ordinary people, this is a miracle. In the eyes of monks like me who have minored in formations, the Tianlun Sect is actually showing off its power and promoting force."

"I bet that at this moment, several big cities under the Tianlun Sect's rule must also be holding Dharma gatherings to gather believers to chant sutras and perform rituals."

"In this way, we can have magnificent aspirations coming in like a wave, in an endless stream."

Lu Ye looked up, used his spiritual sense to sense it, and then switched the perspective of the fish and dragon diagram.

In addition to spiritual energy, there is indeed another kind of energy in the air, surging like a tidal wave, coming from several major cities under the Tianlun Sect's rule, and continuously pouring into the statue of the god in the light pillar.

"Fourth," he turned around and asked Shu Chitu in a low voice, "What do you think of the power of this magic circle?"

Shu Chitu carefully observed and considered it for a long time, and then lowered his voice and replied.

"Brother, the power of Buddhist practice is truly extraordinary."

"If this magic circle is opened normally, I don't think it can be broken through by the first level of Nascent Soul."

"If we were to hold a Dharma conference today to gather the faith of all living beings, I'm afraid even the middle-level Nascent Soul would be devastated."

"It is estimated that a powerful thunder strike from the back stage of Nascent Soul may be able to shake the magic circle."

After hearing this, Lu Ye gave up the idea of ​​forcing his way in.

To deal with those enemies, you have to wait until they come down from the mountain, leave their nest, and leave their turtle shell before they can act.

When I master the Nascent Soul in the future, I will definitely overthrow the Laoshizi Tianlun Mountain.

Everyone was speechless all the way, and finally arrived at the foot of the mountain with the crowd.

The four of them were dressed as casual cultivators, Lu Ye wore Ling Yuangou's face, while Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu all disguised themselves.

Wang Hu used the bone shrinking technique to turn into a thin man, Zhang Cunyi shortened his arms like a normal person, and Shu Chitu stepped on stilts, each using his own moves.

They pushed the cart onto the mountain road. Lu Ye took out some talismans, Wang Hu took out some Gu insects from the storage bag, Zhang Cunyi contributed the corpse refining materials, and Shu Red Clay laid out some array plates. The cart was immediately filled to the brim. .

In the eyes of others, these were four lonely cultivators who worked together to put together a truckload of goods and come to the mountain to enjoy themselves and earn some spiritual stones.

Fortunately, there are many believers on the mountain, and there are many outside forces watching the ceremony, but there are also many casual cultivators doing business.

Lu Ye saw several familiar faces on the road, including Dan Yuanzi, but he ignored them and followed the crowd forward.

Four people and one car were moving forward. Along the way, casual cultivators often came over to look at things for business.

Before reaching the temple on the top of the mountain, nearly half of the goods in the cart were sold out, and a lot of the garbage array plates that Lian Shu Chitu had been selling in the black market of Heikoku Mountain for many years were sold out.

The four of them were surprised by the strong purchasing power of these casual cultivators. Could it be that the Dharma Conference could also stimulate the monks' desire to empty their pockets?

No wonder everyone says today is a good day to make a fortune.

Several people followed the crowd up the mountain and finally reached the top of the mountain.

Ahead is the majestic mountain gate several feet high and wide, where the mountain-protecting array is held down like an upside-down bowl.

Above the bottom of the bowl in the sky, the eyes of the Golden Bell Protector Statue are half-opened, with cold light shining inside, looking at all the living beings below.

Lu Ye only felt that his body was getting warm, and he had already passed the mountain-protecting circle.

At the same time, the golden bell guardian statue in the sky glanced at a large area with a sharp gaze, and he was among them.

In an instant.

Lu Ye only felt that a dazzling golden wheel seemed to light up in front of the spirit body in the sea of ​​consciousness, almost blinding the spirit body's eyes.

The golden light emitted by this golden wheel was not soft and warm. Lu Ye did not feel the care from the Buddha, but felt that the golden light was overbearing and fierce, like a raging fire, trying to ignite all things and make the spirit body unbearable.

Such golden light shines all over the sea of ​​consciousness, just like the scorching sun burning a city, burning out the vitality of all things.

"Yulongjiang!"

As soon as Lu Zhiye moved, many waves surged out of the river, swirling around the spirit body, blocking the golden sun in the sky, and then he recovered.

At this time, the golden wheel in the sky of the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly disappeared.

In the real world, Lu Ye opened his eyes in the blink of an eye, and the physical discomfort had disappeared. Without Yulongjiang's assistance, he would have suffered a dark loss and his spirit body would have been injured.

at this time.

Not far away, the golden light of the statue's eyes in the sky has swept across the area where Luye is, sweeping through the crowd like a lamppost.

"what!"

A few feet away from Lu Ye, a man suddenly screamed and burned himself without fire.

He hurriedly used his magic power to extinguish the flames on his body. At the same time, his spiritual consciousness bloomed, and it turned out to be a foundation-building monk who lowered his magic power and came in disguise.

After the monk extinguished the fire, he realized that he had been exposed, and he could no longer stay in the mountain gate. He was also afraid that monks from the Tianlun Sect would come to check, so he hurriedly turned around and used Escape Light to leave.

Others flew away in the air.

at the same time.

Wherever the golden bell guardian glanced, several people caught fire one after another. They screamed and used magic power to put it out, and their spiritual consciousness was released. It turned out that they were all based on foundation cultivation.

These people were ashamed, and like the unlucky guy in front of them, they turned around and flew into the air to escape.

The road ambition screamed luck.

If he were not covered by the Yulongjiang River, his spirit body might have caught fire, and his whereabouts would have been exposed, and he would have become one of the people who fled in a hurry and became embarrassed.

At this moment, the golden bell protector rumbled in the air.

The guardian statue is naturally lifeless, and the voice inside is that of the person who controls the formation. There are many natives on the mountain who make a living nearby all year round.

Lu Ye and others listened to many people whispering.

"It's the voice of Patriarch Huiding!"

"It's ridiculous. These people are sneaking here to spy and show off their unspeakable tricks in front of the head of Jindan. Isn't this self-humiliating?"

At this moment, the golden bell protector in the sky continued to make thunderous shouts, which shook the area for more than ten miles.

"Today is the birthday of my Golden Bell Protector, and our Tianlun Sect welcomes guests with openness."

"Dear distinguished guests, you are here with sincerity, there is no need to hide your head and show your tail."

"Since some guests don't like to leave, Tianlun Sect has no intention of stopping them."

"However, the Golden Bell Protector is in the air, and his dignity cannot be desecrated, so please guests please leave from the ground!"

"The protector is here, no flying in the sky!"

Following the sound of thunder, the protector suddenly clasped his hands together and swung them forward flatly.

A wave of spiritual energy surged in all directions, condensing into two giant palms in the air and sweeping across a few miles around.

At this moment, there were about five or six foundation-building monks fleeing in front of them with unknown origins and hostile intentions.

Their whereabouts were revealed by the formation, and their spirits were ignited. They turned around and fled for only a moment, before they could fly out of Tianlun Mountain.

The wave of spiritual energy behind him formed a wave of two big palms.

These people screamed and fell from the air like flies swung down by a big hand. They couldn't even resist.

Everyone on the top of the mountain looked terrified.

At this moment, people inside and outside the mountain gate were standing still, watching the Tianlun Sect display the power of their formations and show off their military power.

Two or three more monks left the crowd, and they used Escape Light obediently to the ground. Judging from the fluctuations in their magic power, it was also a foundation-building cultivation.

Even then, a dozen Qi-practicing Dzogchen monks turned around and left because they had something in their hearts.

In fact, they thought too much. Qi Lian Dzogchen was only a strong insect in the magic circle and was not worth targeting. The targets of the raids were all foundation-building monks who had hidden their cultivation.

Many old people who had participated in several Dharma meetings were discussing in low voices, one of them, an old monk with a white beard, said.

Darling, I have never seen such a scene before attending a Dharma gathering. It turns out that this magic circle has such a wonderful effect.

Lu Ye stood there and shouted in his heart, "Old fox, how wonderful."

The situation in Huangsha Mountain is tense, and there may be a war in the north and south of the mountain. Today, in the name of celebrating the birthday of the protector of the Golden Bell, we gathered the efforts of believers to raise the already powerful mountain-protecting formation out of thin air. To have such power.

In the future, any force that wants to move the Tianlun Sect must carefully consider its own strength.

After this small episode, the mountain returned to normal soon. Everyone continued to move forward.

Soon, after walking forward for more than ten feet and climbing the stone stairs, a very grand square appeared in front of me, which could accommodate ten thousand people.

At this time, several layers of lotus flower platforms were built in the square.

The highest position naturally belongs to monk Huiding.

Further down, there are three more seats, which are the three foundation-building Dzogchen monks.

On the third floor, there are more than a dozen futons, reserved for other foundation-building monks.

The last floor covers an extremely large area and is surrounded by fifty or sixty stone platforms.

People around me had participated in several Dharma meetings and discussed it quietly. It was the old monk with a white beard who took it upon himself to explain. He said that the throne on the lotus platform had not changed in many years.

When the Tianlun Sect was at its peak a few years ago, there were almost twenty foundation-building futons on the third floor. Unfortunately, the five monks of the Tianlun Sect defected, and there were suddenly fewer.

However, there are many more futons on the bottom floor than before. The stone platform represents a Qi-practicing Dzogchen monk.

The Tianlun Sect was indeed powerful and worthy of being the largest force in the north of the mountain.

Lu Ye and others listened carefully and glanced around from time to time.

There are indeed many mortal monks in the field, and the handyman disciples maintain order. Unfortunately, at first glance, they are men. Naturally, there cannot be Sister Hong.

In addition, none of the Tianlun Sect disciples showed up, so there was no need to expect to see Pan Furong.

After a while.

The melodious sound of wooden fish sounded.

The sound of the wooden fish seemed to resound in the hearts of everyone, and it was still very clear when it was heard down the mountain.

After hearing the sound of the bell, Lian Luye's spirit body seemed to have a lot of fog wiped away from his eyes, and his mind became more lively and agile.

Lu Ye was surprised. It was such a big gesture. The sound of the wooden fish cleansed everyone's soul at once. It was considered a benefit of the Dharma gathering.

The white-bearded old monk next to him shook his head again and said softly.

I heard that the Tianlun Sect lost the Sky-shattering Hammer, and it seems to be true. In normal times, the sound of the hammer combined with the Qingmuyu is more shocking than this time, and the sound can be transmitted dozens of miles away.

Zhang Cunyi tugged on Lu Ye's sleeve. He used to be a music cultivator. Although he has changed his profession now, he is still very sensitive to sounds.

"Brother, if this golden elixir weapon is activated against the enemy."

"It's also very scary."

Lu Ye nodded silently. The blessings sent by a group were so powerful. How powerful would it be if he faced the enemy alone?
After the nine wooden fish sounds, the sound of horns and gongs sounded.

The temple door immediately opened with a rumble.

In the front, a rickety old monk wearing a crown and a golden cassock, holding a Zen staff, walked in the front.

Behind them are an old nun with a black face and a monk with a white face. There seems to be a conflict between these two people. The monk with a white face keeps away from the nun with a black face. Finally, there is a friendly monk with a yellow face.

Behind the three people, there were more than a dozen monks and nuns wearing yellow cassocks.

Later, there were hundreds of monks, nuns, etc. wearing plain white robes. There were fifty or sixty at first, who should be the immortal cultivation seeds of the Tianlun Sect who practiced Qi Dzogchen.

Further behind the team, there are many servants, some holding flags, some playing musical instruments, a large group of Wuyang Wuyang people.

Monk Huiding led the team to the bottom of the lotus platform and saluted everyone in the square. Almost ten thousand people bent down and returned the salute.

This is a strong man of the golden elixir. Despite his hunched waist and kind-hearted appearance, he was the one presiding over the Buddha statue formation just now, and he easily injured several foundation-building repairs with a wave of his hand.

After Huiding finished his salute, he said the Buddha's name, rose into the air, and sat down on the highest lotus platform.

Then the three great foundation-building Dzogchen monks flew to the second lotus platform, and the people behind them took their seats one after another.

Finally, the fifty or sixty Qi-training Dzogchen monks flew low into the air and took their seats. As for the other inner and outer disciples, they sat around the lotus platform.

Lu Ye's sharp eyes scanned the crowd, but unfortunately his sight was blocked and he couldn't see Pan Furong.

And if he flew into the sky on this occasion, he would probably be beaten into a pulp by Hui Ding's palm.

The old man with a white beard stroked his beard and shook his head and wanted to popularize science.

Lu Ye turned around to intercept his words.

"Fellow Taoist, this is my first time attending a Dharma assembly. I would like to ask who the three people under Patriarch Huiding are?"

"Besides, what kind of experts are the dozen or so people on the next level below those three people?"

"I hope fellow Taoists will give you some advice!"

This old man with a white beard can tell a stick of incense by himself. At this moment, when he saw someone asking a question, he was scratching his itch.

he whispered.

"Little friend, you have asked the right person."

"A poor Taoist can't cultivate well, but if he lives a long time and has more knowledge, people will give him the nickname Bai Zhi."

He whispered for Lu Ye Dao one by one.

The Patriarch Huiding has an intermediate cultivation level of Jindan. There are three foundation-building perfection cultivators below him. The black-faced one is Sanhei, the white-faced one is Baiku, and the yellow-faced one is Baisheng. Although he looks kind-hearted, he is actually a professional cultivator. Killing, the best among the three.

Among the dozen or so people below, the most handsome one is Baiye Monk, a beloved disciple of Patriarch Huiding, a disciple of the Buddha, and the next generation head appointed by the emperor.

As for the dozens of Qi-training Dzogchen disciples, there are also one or two outstanding talents.

"Actually..." Bai Zhizhi's voice dropped another octave and said, "The monk Bai Bei who defected from the temple has a higher level of cultivation than the monk Bai Ye. It's a pity..."

Lu Ye smiled.

"It's a pity that we can only see one side of the lotus platform. I wish I could go around the lotus platform to see all the great saints."

Bai Zhi shook his head and said, "Don't worry. This lotus platform and the stone platform below are a magic weapon. They will rotate on their own. You can watch them one by one after a while."

At this time, a wooden fish sound sounded from above.

Patriarch Huiding closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. Below, the Yum Sheng monk roared like a lion, and the sound spread up and down the mountain, signaling the start of the Dharma assembly.

After he chanted the Buddha's name, the monks and nuns began to chant sutras and praise him.

There were lotus flowers surging in the sky, the fragrance was astounding, and there was even a spiritual mountain shining brightly. There seemed to be many gods and Buddhas appearing on the mountain and other magnificent scenes. The believers among thousands of people below knelt down with tears in their eyes.

At this time, many Tianlun Sect monks and nuns responded with their magic power, and the chanting sound carried bursts of magic power fluctuations in all directions.

There were no strange sounds among the thousands of people in the audience. Regardless of whether they were believers or not, they all followed the thought, and countless wishes came rolling in from the sky.

Because of the numerous willpower, it rubs against the spiritual energy in the air, forming a brilliant golden band of light that pours into the body of the Golden Bell Protector in the air.

The protector's eyes finally opened completely, and brilliant golden light poured out, dyeing the entire temple and everyone's body golden.

Everyone suddenly felt a sacred feeling in their hearts, and even reciting it became much more sincere.

Lu Ye's spirit body in the sea of ​​consciousness felt that countless golden lights of aspiration were coming from everywhere, seeming to shake his heart and make him sincerely convert to the Tianlun Sect.

As soon as his heart moved, the Lotus Throne Dharma was activated. Immediately, he absorbed as much aspiration as possible, and his original heart was brilliant and unmoving.

Lu Ye looked to the left and right, but saw that Bai Zhizhi, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi, and Shu Chitu were all chanting sutras loudly with their eyes blank. There were many monks around with tears in their eyes. He didn't know if they remembered it. of the evil deeds he had done.

Above everyone's heads, streams of wishing power flew towards the phantom of the golden bell protector in the sky.

Seeing that the protector's light and shadow grew larger again.

Lu Ye wondered, could it be that the Tianlun Sect was charging its own formation in the name of Fahui?
The quality of the vows of so many monks is comparable to that of millions of mortal believers. It seems that the Tianlun Sect is the biggest winner.

With a thought in his mind, the Lotus Throne Dharma moved a little slower. While he was still awake, he also contributed an insignificant amount of wish power to prevent himself from becoming a conspicuous black hole of wish power.

In addition, he stared at the stone platform above. As Bai Zhizhi said, the stone platform was a magic weapon and could rotate.

I don’t know how long it took.

Lu Ye suddenly paused when he heard the sutra, his whole body was startled, and he looked ahead blankly.

At this time, the sound of chanting sutras around him had nothing to do with him.

The golden bell in the sky protects the law and is far away at the end of the world.

The Patriarch Huiding, the three great monks, and many members of the Tianlun Sect are all Qingfeng Duckweed.

There was only one person in his eyes, and it seemed that he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and was pulled to him.

Among the monks and nuns on the stone platform, there was a woman sitting cross-legged, wearing a plain robe and a bhikkhu hat. There was no hair under the hat, only some fluff moving in the breeze.

The woman's skin was wheat-colored, not fair. The combination of her facial features looked indescribably beautiful to Lu Ye, and it made his heart flutter.

Her lips moved slightly, and the sound of chanting sutras fell in Lu Ye's ears, but it was just like the parting words of the assassin Chuang Potian that night sixteen years ago.

What does that sentence mean?

The memory became clear. Sixteen years ago, she spoke softly with firm eyes.

"Husband, it's a smooth trip here, so be careful."

"I'll be waiting for you here. You just need to remember that if things fail, I will never live alone..."

Although the man from Nayi in the distance is dressed as a nun, his eyes are already dazzled.

It seems that they have gone back to the past time between the two of them. The beautiful woman is wearing iron armor and a red robe, riding a horse and whipping her whip, asking.

"Shepherd, can Yi Zhang Qing be the emperor?"

"Granny, can Yi Zhangqing decide on his own marriage?"

"Granny, let me ask you, do you dare to drink this Henu wine?"

Lu Ye murmured, saying only one sentence out of a thousand words.

"Furong..."

(End of this chapter)