King's Landing in the Three Thousand Worlds

Chapter 91
Grabbing the hair crown on the ground, Zhang Daoyi didn't put it on again, but let his black hair flow freely. The new hair was tough and shiny, coupled with Zhang Daoyi's face with sword eyes and brows, it made him even more beautiful. Very charming.

"The day when I establish the Dao will be the time when the divine orifices of my Taoist body will open!" Zhang Daoyi closed his eyes and sensed the 12 billion prototypes of divine orifices that were as bright as stars on the Taoist womb, murmuring in his heart.

"This day is not far away!"

This transformation took Zhang Daoyi a full day and night, and Zhang Daoyi had no acquaintances in the Jingnian Temple, and no one came to him, and a supreme master like him began to comprehend things for several days in a row. It's normal not to go out.

Open the door, and the sun shines into the room immediately. The morning sun is very soft, giving people a sense of warmth.

Walking out of the room, Zhang Dao began to wander around the Jingnian Temple. In recent days, Jingnian Temple no longer accepts pilgrims, but is doing reconstruction work wholeheartedly.

Several supreme masters fought here a few days ago and destroyed a large number of buildings in Jingnian Temple.

Fortunately, the three supreme masters who came from the wilderness only wanted to win the Heshibi, they did not attack the disciples and grandchildren of Jingnian Temple, and no one was killed, but some people were slightly injured.

At this time, Jingnian Temple is full of people coming and going, and thousands of migrant workers are working in full swing. With the joint efforts of thousands of people, [-]% of the destroyed buildings in Jingnian Temple have been repaired. In two days, the Jingnian Temple can be completely restored to its original state.

Seeing the scene of thousands of people working together, Zhang Daoyi sighed slightly in his heart: "The wealth of Buddhism is really unimaginable. I am afraid that the wealth in the national treasury is hardly one-tenth of the wealth of Buddhism in the world!"

Compared with the bustling front yard, the backyard of Jingnian Temple is very secluded. Although this is the place where the battle took place, it is also the place where the reconstruction is prioritized. The reconstruction has been completed a day ago.

In front of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, Monk Yuantong sat cross-legged on the top of the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, while Xuan Xin, Xuan Ming, Xuan Hui, and Xuan De sat in four directions. Now the position of He Shibi has been exposed. It is inevitable that someone with a heart will come to seize the treasure.

On that day, if the people from the Wild Three Sects hadn't come too suddenly, and Monk Yuantong had too much faith in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, the three supreme masters would not have opened the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation immediately. There is a chance to break through the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas and enter the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas. A formation that is operating is not the same as a formation that is in a dormant state.

On the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda, Monk Yuantong, who was practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly asked, "Xuanxin, is your injury better?"

"It's getting better, and it should be completely cured in a few days!" Xuan Xin opened her eyes and responded.

Although his whole body was shattered that day, and even the fetus was seriously injured, in the past few days, under the recuperation of countless precious medicines, he has already recovered more than half. There is no difference in normal times.

"It's fine!"

Monk Yuantong stopped talking after he finished speaking, as if he had turned into a statue and a piece of rotten wood, and even the blood in his body had stagnated, not like a living person.

And the next moment, his heart suddenly started beating violently again, like the thunder of a war drum, the blood in his body was running extremely fast, and the sound of waves came out of his body wave after wave, and the sharpness of his blood rushed straight into the sky, An aura that connects heaven and earth.

And his appearance also began to become younger, his wrinkles began to smooth out, his white eyebrows became black, his withered and yellow skin became moist, and his thin body became round. In just a short time, he became The appearance of youth.

But it didn't last long, his heart stopped beating suddenly, his skin began to turn yellow again, his eyes became dull, wrinkled, and his hair changed from black to white, but in a short time, he became old again It looks like rotten wood.

Between the old and the young, the body of the monk Yuantong changed continuously, nine times like this, and finally it was fixed at middle age.

"Monk Yuantong, I didn't expect you to have a deeper understanding of the way of Kurong in that day's battle. I'm afraid it won't be long before your Buddhist sect will have one more saint!" The voice came from afar. With Zhang Daoyi's hearty voice, when Monk Yuantong and the Four King Kong opened their eyes, Zhang Daoyi had already appeared in front of them.

When Monk Yuantong heard the words, he smiled lightly, opened his mouth, and said, "The layman is absurd!"

"It's hard to prove the holy way. I'm still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the holy place, and I can't afford a compliment from a layman."

"The change today is just that I have realized a little bit today!"

Monk Yuantong's voice was no longer hoarse, but low and majestic, with a very special charm in his words.

"When you were young, your blood was vigorous, and your blood was as fierce as the sun in the sky. This is an honor. You used the masculinity and blood of your glory days to build six golden bodies, and your journey was like a broken bamboo."

"But if you can't prosper for a long time, you must decline. This is the number of days, especially the way of withering and prosperity. After that, your qi and blood will decay like the afterglow of the setting sun. This is called withering. You use the withering to accumulate qi and blood to accumulate vitality, and only wait for the critical moment to explode. "

"But today I saw your abnormal state, it is obvious that you have understood the way of withering and prosperity, and understood the principle of mutual transformation of withering and prosperous, so that the qi and blood will not be destroyed or destroyed, do you think I am right!" Zhang Daoyi Looking at Monk Yuantong, he said with a smile, with his current state, he could see the key to Monk Yuantong's change at a glance.

"Amitabha!"

"Layman's wisdom eye, this old monk just realized the principle of the impermanence of dryness and glory, and the unity of dryness and glory today, which allowed him to make a further step in his cultivation!"

After finishing speaking, Monk Yuantong changed the subject and continued: "But layman, your harvest should be greater than that of the old monk. I'm afraid there will be another saint in the Taoist sect soon!"

Monk Yuantong is not too worried about adding another saint to the Taoist school, nor is he very happy. There is not much conflict between the Taoist school and the Buddhist school in this world, and there are still some contacts. One more saint in the Taoist school is not a big threat to the Buddhist school. .

But the birth of a sage in someone else's family has little to do with him. Although he and Zhang Daoyi are already familiar, he still has a bit of a grudge about Zhang Daoyi taking advantage of the fire to slap him twice.

"It's just a little harvest, I'm still far from the holy land!" Zhang Dao waved his hand, and when he should be humble, he was still very modest.

Monk Yuantong heard the words, but did not answer, but reminded: "The layman promised to help me in the Buddhist crusade against Yang Guang. I hope the layman will not forget it. Soon someone should come to the layman to discuss this matter!"

(End of this chapter)