Back to the Yan Snow Mountain, from the Bodhi Forest on the south side of the thatched house where Fuya meditated to cultivate all the way to the south, sparing a few mountains, there is a secluded valley.
The valley is no more than a hundred zhang wide, and the valley that is only ten miles long is densely packed with Buddha gates, and the heavens and the earth are covered solidly.
In the middle of the valley is a pulpit made of mountain stones, on which a straw felt is spread, and a green jade futon is placed.
Wearing monk's robes, Fuya Ming sat on the futon, holding the Buddha beads in both hands, and was teaching Taoism and Zen Gong word by word, with a round of golden light behind his head, a purple gas hovering above his head, and two figures looming on the purple gas.
Gu Xichen got the secret chapter of Sanqing's corpse beheading, and Fu Yaming also got the true inheritance.
These two figures are the two corpses she has cut out with the power of the Golden Silk Bodhi in the past 10,000 years.
One of them is a statue of the Buddha of Compassion and a statue of a pure feather shi, the Buddha is surrounded by golden Buddha flames, and the feather shi's side is the yin qi, which is in line with the two methods she has practiced over the years.
Cutting out one corpse is the Dao practice of the peak of Da Luo Jin Xian, and cutting out two corpses, this Dao Xing has entered the rumored Hongmeng realm.
If you can cut out three corpses, you are only one step away from the realm of saints.
In 10,000 years, Fu Yaming may not have enough mana, or it may be a lack of understanding, although she has a shortcut to heaven such as the secret chapter of the Sanqing corpse, but the third corpse can't be killed.
But with the realm of two corpses, it is already terrifying enough.
She is only slightly shallow in mana cultivation now, and her strength is equivalent to the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, but when it comes to the depth of the Dao and the comprehension and grasp of the Heavenly Dao, she is not sure how much higher than the monks of the Great Snow Mountain of Huiyan.
Under the podium, 1,600 bald-headed monks were sitting cross-legged, listening attentively to the Taoist Buddhist rituals expounded by Fu Yaming.
Among the 1,600 bald heads, there are 800 male monks, corresponding to 800 golden-bodied Arhats; There are 800 nuns, corresponding to 800 bhikshunis.
All the monks are surrounded by graceful glow, treasure rising, all of them are pure and clean, full of spiritual light, like a piece of pearl treasure jade emitting a shining light, obviously they are all moral people who have really obtained the essence of the avenue.
After three days and three nights of explanation, a male monk and a female nun suddenly made a dragon chant and stood up, a round of golden light erupted from the back of their heads, and there was immediately white gas condensed under their feet into a three-rank lotus platform to support them and fly up.
The two monks drove the lotus platform around Fuya Ming for three weeks, and after solemnly bowing to Fuya, they retreated to the stage and sat in place with a happy face.
Fu Yaming stopped speaking suddenly, she looked at the monk and nun with cold eyes, and said: "Okay, I suddenly broke through the realm of Da Luo Jin Xian, and I should respect the two of you."
In Taoism, you are considered to be Da Luo Jin Xian, and in Buddhism, you are already a bodhisattva.
Today, I will give you two people, one is the Bodhisattva of Light, and the other is the Bodhisattva of Moonlight. ” The male monk hurriedly got up and stood up, bowed to Fuya in fear and said, "Master, this Bodhisattva of Light and Moonlight is famous in Buddhism."
Fu Yaming interrupted the male monk's words, and she said lightly: "They have long disappeared in the Three Realms, and they will use their names to use them, and what is the big deal, if your cultivation is stronger than them, you can break their bald heads and rob them of their Dharma names, which is also reasonable." ” With a cold snort, Fu Yaming said in a deep tone: "In the Three Realms, nine heavens and ten earths, the strong wins, the weak cry, and the weak eat the strong, this is the principle of heaven."
If you don't even dare to use the two ready-made Dharma names, how can you talk about cultivation as diligent cultivation and how can you talk about practicing with one effort."
The eyes of the monks were like electricity, and they all stood up and bowed to Fuya, and praised the wonderful words of Fuya, which was reasonable.
Fu Yaming saw that there were still a few monks in the audience with hesitant expressions, and there was still a bit of unbearable sorrow on their faces, so she suddenly screamed, and casually threw out a Zen staff and smashed it against a few light headaches.
"If you don't wake up yet, the body is just a skin, you can throw it away at any time, you and other skins are now lowly and humble, once the Tao is successful, immediately achieve the Bodhisattva, the Buddha's positive fruit, among the Three Realms, who else dares to underestimate that you and so on are not awakened?"
The heavy Zen staff hit the heads of those monks and bleed, and their skulls were cracked with large traces, but they were overjoyed and danced, and a golden bright light erupted from the back of their heads, but they were beaten by a rod and had an epiphany, which also proved the Dao fruit of Da Luo Jin Xian.
This time, the monks who attained the enlightenment fruit were exactly ten people, and Fu Ya Ming was very strong and named after the ten disciples of the legendary Buddha, namely: Sariputta wisdom first; Moggallan is the first to have supernatural powers; Ananda is the first; Upali is the first to take the vows; Anarius is the first; The first of the Mahakasa heads; Fu Lou Na said first; Kajayan Discussion No. 1; Rahu Rahu is the first; Subodhi solves emptiness first.
Giving the name, Fu Yaming gave the dozens of Buddha treasures that he had refined in Pingyue to these people who had benefited from it, and then he ordered them to leave the valley and do their own thing, leaving only Mu Ganlian, one of the top ten disciples.
"Every once in a while, you go out of the mountain," Fuya looked at Gandharan intently.
Mu Qianlian knelt under the pulpit, put his forehead on the ground respectfully, and replied in a solemn tone: "The disciple is responsible for rough chores, and manages the affairs of the vegetable garden in the mountains.
There are new disciples, and they can't stop eating and drinking, and the disciples are responsible for everything they should eat. ” After a slight pause, he said in a deep voice: "After the seventh day, the disciple should go out of the mountain with the miscellaneous supervisor surnamed Ming to purchase salt, pickles, and rice. ” Fu Yaming nodded: "Is it the fat monk surnamed Ming, he is just a cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Immortals." ” Sneered a few times, and gave a string of black and heavy Buddha beads with the inscription of Taiyin Shenwen to Mu Qianlian, Fu Yaming said in a deep voice: "After seven days, go out of the mountain, kill the surname Ming, follow the road on the Buddha beads to the Nine Dragons to the Heavenly Ladder, and go to a place called the Spiral Star Field in the human world." ” He told Mu Qianlian about the relevant situation of the human world and the Spiral Star Domain in detail, and when he had written it down, Fu Ya Ming explained in a low voice: "Go and see what the situation of the Spiral Star Domain is now, if it is the Nine Shadows Dao or the Evil Dragon Sect that occupies that place, talk to their masters, if their masters are zombies and evil ghosts, then they are the masters." ” After a pause, Fu Yaming said dryly: "If their teachings are called Huahua, Prajna, Maha, and Sairen, then tell them about my current situation, and say that I am forbidden in the Great Snow Mountain, and I can only walk in the mountain, but I cannot go out of the mountain. ” After hesitating for a moment, Fu Yaming sighed lightly, gritted her teeth and snorted: "If that person is called Gu Xichen, you will beat him severely with this Buddha bead, and then tell him to hurry up and take the Dharma Master out of here." ” Moggallan kept nodding his head, taking Fu Yaming's words to heart.
After a while, Fu Yaming said with a little hesitation: "When you hit him, don't use too hard."
Among the disciples under the master's seat, you have the first divine power, be careful to break his muscles and bones, and come back to pick your skin for the teacher."
Mu Qianlian was stunned, he raised his head and looked at Fu Yaming in great confusion, and he couldn't figure out how this hard beating could not break people.
But at this time, Fuyaming's face was delicate red, and the corners of her mouth were shallow with a smile, and she had already traveled thousands of miles away, but she didn't have time to pay attention to his doubts.
With a battered bald head and a belly of doubts, Muggallian walked out of the valley in a daze.
After incorporating a Buddha treasure into his body and hiding it, he used the magical spells on the Great Wilderness Sutra to hide his cultivation, and the aura on his body became no different from that of an ordinary Void Realm monk.
He picked up a glittering axe and carried a rope of grass, and chopped a large bundle of chopping wood in the nearby mountain forest.
The chopping wood in this snowy mountain is all alien trees, which are as hard as King Kong, for ordinary monks in the Void Realm, cutting down this kind of chopping wood, but it is also a kind of torture in disguise.
Therefore, Moggalleven went into the mountains to cut firewood, and he went for ten days and half a month, but no one paid attention to his whereabouts.
Not only Moggallian, but also the 1,600 disciples under Fuya's throne are all the miscellaneous disciples of the nameless old nun who has no surname, and they are like weeds in this big mountain.
It took three hundred years for Fu Yaming to gain their trust, three hundred years to subdue their minds, and more than nine thousand years to train them to be extraordinary.
If it weren't for the support of Hongmeng-level classics such as the Taiyin True Scripture, the Great Wilderness Sutra, and the Sanqing Corpse Beheading Secret Chapter, where would ordinary people be able to cultivate a disciple of the Da Luo Jin Immortal level in just 10,000 years, but Fu Yaming would have done it, and even the old nun with no surname would have hidden such a power under her door.
Speaking of action and mana, Fu Yaming is not as good as an old nun without a surname.
If you want to use means, accumulate power, engage in conspiracy, and play tricks, 10,000 old nuns with no surname plus all the disciples under the door are not as good as Fu Yaming alone After leaving the valley for two hours, Fu Yaming wiped out the pulpit with a wave of his hand, and all the prohibitions in the valley suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a layer of ordinary Buddha prohibitions that covered people's ears and eyes.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
At this time, a strange fragrance wafted out from the cracks in the mountain beside him, and a few pieces of pale golden sesame grass grew out of a piece of soil within a radius of three or five feet, and in the blink of an eye, a few pieces of fat Ganoderma lucidum grew from that root.
A bright glow flashed, and a naked little man with a round of Buddha light on his head rushed out of the Ganoderma lucidum, and yawned slowly and reasonably.
This is a newly formed meat mushroom, looking at its body is the most difficult to transform the starry emerald pattern golden mushroom, to turn the shape of Cheng Ren all over the ground, at least it takes more than 10 million years of work.
Moreover, this kind of heaven and earth spiritual object contains a huge amount of spiritual energy, which is an excellent thing to nourish the physical body and increase mana.
Looking at the Buddha light behind the head of this little man, he has already had a little arrogance, obviously he doesn't know how many eminent monks and great virtues have eavesdropped on Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles under the Great Snow Mountain, so that he can have today's cultivation and Taoism, and can condense into such a perfect human body.
As soon as the villain yawned, Fu Yaming hit him with a Vajra forbidden method, turning the rocks and soil around him ten million times harder than alloy steel.
The little man was startled, and a fierce spirit jumped up, stiffened his neck and plunged to the ground.
With a muffled bang, the little man's head was bounced back, Fu Yaming pointed his finger, and a Buddha light flashed in the void, wrapping the little man along with his body.
With a light snort, the Ganoderma lucidum grass was uprooted from the soil, and as soon as it was pressed by the Buddha's light, it turned into a ball of golden juice and floated to Fuya Ming.
The Buddha ban on his head was suddenly broken, and several figures flew in lightly, and these people just saw Fuya's face change and suck the golden juice into her mouth.
Before a sound could be heard, the little man had been twisted into a golden light by the Buddha's light, and it was also submerged in Fu Yaming's body.
A cloud of Buddha flames swirled around Fu Ya Ming's body, and this incomparably rare Zhi person cultivated by the starry emerald pattern Jin Zhi completely turned into a majestic mana of Fu Ya Ming.
Fuya turned around with a cold face, and said to the female nuns who flew into the valley: "It's not in vain that I have been waiting here for all these years, and this beast has not escaped from my hands in the end. ” With a faint smile, Fu Yaming asked the stunned nuns: "Adding dozens of Yuanhui's mana cultivation out of thin air is such a pleasant thing, no wonder those demon immortals like to plunder people's soul essence blood to increase mana."
Hmm, a few senior sisters are here, what are you doing?"
A few young nuns, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly my heart is bright.
It's no wonder that more than 3,000 years ago, Fu Yaming came and went in and out of this valley from time to time, and occasionally banned this place with Buddhist bans After chanting a long Buddha name, a nun with a dignified face and a mediocre face said in a deep voice: "The master has invited the little junior sister." ” Nodding slowly, Fu Yaming said indifferently: "Since the master is invited, then ask a few senior sisters to lead the way."
Hmm, please don't tell the master about the matter here, so as to save some people from making noise and talking nonsense that God has the virtue of a good life."
A nun couldn't help it, she shouted in a deep voice: "Senior sister has been in the mountain for ten thousand years, and there are dozens of heaven and earth spiritual objects destroyed in the hands of junior sister.
Heaven has the virtue of a good life" Fu Yaming's body disappeared without a trace, and she could only hear her cold voice coming from afar: "Sure enough, it's nonsense again."
A few nuns were so angry that their faces turned blue, but they didn't have anything to do with Nafuyaming, a few people, you look at me, I look at you, and at the same time walked to the crack in the mountain and recited a few rounds of reincarnation mantras, and then left the valley in a huff.
They also knew that the spirit god of this meat mushroom had been transformed into her own mana cultivation by Fuya, and there was still a soul there to turn around These nuns feel strange, Fuya has been in the mountains for 10,000 years, even if the old nun with no surname favors her, and opens a small stove for her to explain Buddhism in a hundred years, she is at most only the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal to the first product of Daluo Golden Immortal.
She has devoured so many heaven and earth spiritual objects unscrupulously, so she is not afraid of exploding and dying But after 10,000 years, I don't know how many such spiritual things have been devoured by Fuya, but she is alive and well, isn't it strange Tens of thousands of immortals from the Xuantian Palace stood quietly outside the Bodhi Forest, and not a single one said a word.
On the meadow in the middle of the two Bodhi Forests, at the end of this meadow, a piece of golden glow shrouded in the plain has spread out, revealing a thatched cottage that covers a wide area and can accommodate about 1,000 people.
In the middle of the tall thatched cottage is a simple soft grass futon, on which an old nun with no surname is sitting cross-legged, and more than a dozen bald female nuns stand on the left and right.
A few days ago, the white-clothed nun who had competed with Fu Yaming stood with bated breath in front of the old nun with no surname, and carefully recounted the origin of Wuji Zhenjun and others behind her.
Xuantian Palace Wuji Zhenjun and his three sons stood behind the nun in white with a smile, looking at the old nun with no surname on his face.
The white-clothed woman Nilo was wordy for a long time, and the old nun with no surname said lightly: "Enough, after talking for a long time, that is, the old matter is brought up again, and Fuya will be married to the little god of Xuantian Palace."
Wuji Zhenjun took a step forward and smiled at the old nun surnamed Wu with a smile on his face: "The junior thinks that this is the best opportunity to strengthen the relationship between the Great Snow Mountain and my Xuantian Palace.
Please also ask the seniors to understand, children do not become a device, when I saw Fuya, I couldn't sleep at night, I couldn't eat during the day, it was really a thought and a toss, tossing and turning, the so-called" The golden light flashed at the door of the thatched house, and Fuya stood in front of the door of the thatched house.
She coldly scolded: "The so-called all kinds of nonsense are all nonsense.
Senior Sister Xianming, do you mean to embarrass me?"
The nun in white smiled obviously, but just looked at the old nun with no surname: "Please also ask the master to respect Mingjian, this matter is a good thing for the Great Snow Mountain and the Xuantian Palace."
My little brother is also a handsome talent, and with the little sister, it is the most suitable. ” The old nun with no surname chanted a Buddha name, she counted the Buddha beads with her fingers, and after half an hour, she opened her eyes weakly, looked at Fu Ya Ming with a cloudy gaze and asked softly: "Fu Ya, what do you mean?"
Fu Yaming looked at the old nun with no surname behind her back and asked very unceremoniously, "What do you think?"
The old nun with no surname sighed lightly, and she said lightly: "I forced you to come to my Snow Mountain because you have a relationship with my Buddha."
It's been 10,000 years, and you still don't appreciate it."
Fu Yaming just sneered, and she said mockingly: "The so-called gods, Buddhas, and immortals act nothing more than the word profit.
Obviously, she wanted her little brother to marry me, because she took a fancy to my way of refining.
You have forced me to worship you as a teacher, but what you have done is not for me to know. ” Looking at the unsurnamed old nun with a sinking face with cold eyes, Fu Yaming's tone changed, and suddenly became extremely deep: "Or, not for me, but for the people around me, who will those ministers of Yafik not deserve."
Yafik's army is not worth it.
So, who else can there be?"
The old nun's eyes were shining, and she looked straight at Fu Yaming.
Fu Yaming smiled coldly, and suddenly stomped her foot heavily, and suddenly the pool outside the reed flew into the sky, and countless fish, dragons, birds, lotus roots, lotus flowers, and the like were all shattered.
The power of one foot made half of the small snow-capped mountains tremble, and there was a loud sound of avalanches and mountain cracks everywhere.
Fuya shouted loudly: "Or, for the sake of Gu Evil Chen, there is something on him that is worthy of your peeping."
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The old nun with no surname was finally moved, and she shouted in a low voice: "Bold Fuya, today you will be the master of the teacher, you" Without waiting for the old nun with no surname to finish speaking, a golden light rushed out from Fuya's eyebrows, and an octagonal thirteen-story exquisite pagoda had already soared into the sky, smashing into the little god monarch of the Khotanese Palace who was standing behind Wuji Zhenjun and was looking at him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.
"If you want to marry me, let's see if you have this qualification" A pagoda smashed down on the head, and Fu Yaming pinched a Buddha seal with both hands, and smashed it towards the obvious female nun on her chest.
In the thatched house, there was a big chaos all of a sudden.
To be continued: