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"Please follow me!" Wuliang's tone was indifferent and cold. (http;

Qin Rongxian glared at him, and said, "I won't go with you, bastard!"

Wuliang's gaze narrowed slightly, and an invisible pressure suddenly emanated from his whole body. The void seemed to be extremely compressed, showing a shrinking phenomenon. Qin Rongxian only felt his shoulders sink, and he could hardly stand up, and Xiaobai also let out a deep cry. Roaring, the claws sank deeply into the stone steps.

"Senior brother, let me come." Dongmentai raised his hands one by one, and the coercion disappeared immediately. Qin Rongxian was relieved immediately, but his face was extremely pale.

Wuliang hesitated for a moment, and said, "I can't help my junior brother."

Dongmen Taiyi clasped his hands together and said, "I have unsealed the Vajra Dharma for six days, and Master allows me to restore my real name."

Wu Liang frowned slightly, nodded and said, "Junior Brother Dongmen."

Dongmen Taiyi stopped talking, and said to Qin Rongxian: "Come in with me."

The Great Prajna Temple is very large, and there are many ancient buildings here. It existed almost at the same time as Shushan, but it was not as famous as the old monk of the Six Paths.

Walking among those pagodas and ancient temples, I saw many Buddhist disciples along the way. Some of them were reciting scriptures, some were sitting on futons and meditating, and some were doing physical training with their upper body naked. They were all busy. Their respective affairs seemed disorganized, but they didn't seem to care about these two strange beings, Qin Rongxian and Xiaobai, and they didn't even linger on them from the corner of their eyes for a moment.

Dongmen Taiyi said: "This place is different from Tianmo sect. Master never likes to force cultivation. Everyone should have his own path. How far he can go depends on how firm their resolve is. And the Sutra Pavilion is open. Yes, they will choose suitable books to practice in it, if they don’t understand, they can go to the head of each hall to get the answer to untie the bottleneck.”

"Is this kind of cultivation method... feasible?" Qin Rongxian felt a little strange about this, because the Tianmo Sect divides the demon cultivators of each realm very strictly, just like the three major sword houses of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, only the realm Only by reaching the standard can you get better opportunities for cultivation, but this is not the case here.

"So in the Great Prajna Temple, there are many mediocre people, and there are also many top-notch strong men, just like the brother Wuliang you just met, he can be said to have no talent in the cultivation of elemental skills, but with a With an unstoppable determination, he finally found his own world in body training, and cultivated to the realm of transforming the sky."

"Hua Tian?" Qin Rongxian couldn't help saying in astonishment after hearing this, "So that bald donkey is so powerful!"

Dongmen Tai felt a little helpless at her disrespect. After walking around a pagoda forest along the narrow path inside the mottled ancient wall, a magnificent pagoda appeared in front of her eyes.

The pagoda has a total of eight floors, rising from a verdant bamboo forest. It has added a bit of vicissitudes in the endless years, but it can't hide the magnificent and majestic Buddhist atmosphere.

The walls of the pagoda are dark red, and countless large and small swastika Buddha seals are engraved on each floor, faintly showing patches of bright bronzing luster.

"You want to imprison me here?" Qin Rongxian snorted.

Dongmen Taiyi said: "This pagoda has eight floors, and each floor represents a different meaning. Ordinary monks will stay on the first floor to repent for ten years after making mistakes. It will be on the second floor, and some villains who were punished by the Great Prajna Temple will also be detained there."

"Which floor will I be on?"

Dongmen Taiyi was silent for a moment, then said: "The eighth floor, that is the place where the Buddha repented in the past."

Qin Rongxian chuckled, "That old bald donkey thinks highly of me. Since I'm imprisoned here, my father will definitely come to rescue me."

"Brother Qin's news, I will confirm with Master, but even if he comes, he will not be able to break the ban of this eight-level pagoda." Dongmen Taiyi seemed to be very sure.

Qin Rongxian also said with certainty: "There is also Yuan Futu, he will come to save me, and he will definitely destroy the Great Prajna Temple!"

Dongmen Taiyi said in a deep voice: "I won't let them get what they want."

"If it's the father, would you really fight him?!" Qin Rongxian stared, wanting to know if the old Dongmen elder had been completely brainwashed.

Dongmen Taiyi lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and said, "I have no choice."

"You are also a bald donkey!" Qin Rongxian snorted, "Xiaobai, let's go in!"

The door of the pagoda was slowly pushed open by Tai Yi of the east gate, and a strong Buddhist atmosphere spread over the face, and the ethereal Sanskrit singing of chanting scriptures and seeing Buddha rang in his ears. Qin Rongxian stood by the door and said, "If you know what father You must tell me the news about Wang and Futu."

"I will."

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The old monk of the Six Paths returned to the wing room where he lived alone.

The room is very narrow, with extremely simple but very clean ordinary furniture. The strange thing is that there is no bed, only an old futon that has collapsed.

This is the room where the old monk of the Six Paths lived when he was a young novice. Counting the time, it has been more than 1000 years, and everything here has not changed, so that he often feels that thousands of years have passed. between.

He hunched over to the edge of the futon and sat down slowly. He took out the wordless book with his withered and thin hands. After opening it, he found a golden book in the book, and the ancient talisman on the golden book The text exudes a mysterious light, and that is the scripture that allows him to gain insight into the future.

He stroked the golden book, as if he had touched the future, but just like the approaching winter, the not-too-distant future would be dark, which made his brows deeply wrinkled, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.

Breathing out a mouthful of vicissitudes of life, the old monk of the Six Paths slowly closed his eyes, and blurred scenes appeared in his mind, but when he opened his eyes again, earth-shaking changes had already taken place around him.

In a pure land of pure white without trace, the old monk of the Six Paths sat cross-legged in a certain corner, feeling that the flow of time was suddenly slowing down.

"A hundred years should be enough to recover."

The old monk of the Six Paths was injured by the sudden collision of the Chaos Clock. Although it was not serious, it seemed to have a great impact on his future, so he chose to spend enough time in the Pure Land World to recover to his peak state .