chapter 47

In the temple, everyone saw the vast and powerful golden light in the sky.

It was a dazzling radiance that seemed like a miracle.

The Buddhist aura was extremely strong and sacred. In the golden light, it was like a dream. One could vaguely see a magnificent scene.

It was a majestic and magnificent palace. Everyone was stunned. Their faces were all dumbfounded.

They felt extremely shocked.

The golden light was like a special effect. It was as dazzling and incredible as a holographic projection.

In the golden light, the magnificent palace gradually became clear. It gradually turned from an illusion to a real one.

They had never seen such a magical scene.

When the boundless golden light dissipated, a glorious palace that truly existed appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was as real as a real thing.

This palace was so majestic, so extraordinary, so glorious, so magnificent, so magnificent, so magnificent, and so magnificent.

It was as if there was a majestic Buddhist aura pressing down on everyone's hearts.

It was awe-inspiring.

The real details and the magnificent palace appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

At this time, all the pilgrims and believers, the First Grade Lord Protector Du Tongfu, the white-clothed girl Ah Qi and her Little Ferret, the Xiao father and son, and the nine great elders of the Demon Sect.

Everyone was so shocked that they were speechless.

They were all dumbfounded. They looked at the magnificent palace that suddenly appeared in front of them in disbelief.

It felt as unreal as a dream.

It was too incredible.

"Hiss …"

"Oh my god!"

The crowd gasped and exclaimed one after another. The pilgrims and believers all stared with their eyes wide open.

He kept looking at it, rubbed his eyes, and then widened his eyes to look at it seriously.

In the end, they realized that it was real. It was not an illusion or their eyes were playing tricks on them. It was real. There was such a magnificent palace in front of them.

It was standing in the open space in front of them!

"Amitabha."

After saying the name of Buddha, Xuanxin stood up. He looked calm, but in fact, he was very excited.

He could not wait.

Step by step, with steady steps, Xuanxin walked into the magnificent palace. The Great Strength Hall!

There was no need to mention the excitement in his heart!

"It's a miracle. Oh my god, what did I just see?"

"Is this the manifestation of Buddha? Suddenly, there's such a majestic palace. "

"Master Xuan Xin is really a divine monk. This is simply too inconceivable. Does this palace really exist?"

"This is definitely the manifestation of the Buddha. The Shaolin Temple is blessed by the Buddha …"

"I really didn't dare to imagine that there would be such a miracle in the world. A magnificent palace appeared out of thin air in just a moment."

"Buddha, this is definitely the manifestation of Buddha. Abbot Xuanxin is definitely the reincarnation of Buddha."

"Abbot Xuanxin has great supernatural powers. He must be able to communicate with the Buddha."

"That ball of golden light just now suddenly revealed this majestic palace. That must be the Buddha's manifestation to protect the Shaolin Temple!"

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The group of pilgrims and believers looked up at the majestic and magnificent palace in front of them.

Their faces were full of shock and amazement.

They knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the Great Buddha's Hall that suddenly appeared like a miracle.

The pilgrims' expressions were incomparably pious.

Deep in their hearts, a source of power of faith rose.

"Elder, what kind of supernatural power is this?"

"Is this a miracle or a supernatural power? Is it really the manifestation of the Buddha? "

"Could it be that Abbot Xuanxin is really the reincarnation of Buddha? Is he a living Buddha? Can he communicate with the Buddha?"

Yuan Fang, the guard next to the old man in green, Du Tongfu, was full of shock at this moment. His face was full of disbelief and he doubted his life.

Even with his martial arts realm and his many years of experience, he had never seen such an incredible Buddhist Divine Ability.

This was simply an immortal magic!

He had also been to many large and small Buddhist temples and had seen many Buddhist almighty monks, but he had never seen such a Divine Ability in Buddhism.

To be able to create such a magnificent palace out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes.

"I have also never seen such a supernatural power. Even Master Xuanxin's Buddhist mantras are profound and vast, containing supreme wisdom."

"His level of understanding of the Great Dao is above all the other Buddhist monks."

"I have also never seen such supreme Buddhist mantras. I am full of admiration."

"As you said, perhaps Master Xuanxin is really the reincarnation of Buddha. This Great Buddha's Hall is really the manifestation of the Buddha …"

A Rank One Lord Protector, who was once the Grand Secretary of the Great Zhou Empire's Cabinet, such a powerful figure, used a shocking tone that he had never used before to praise.

In front of this majestic Great Buddha's Hall, the righteous aura on his body disappeared. His pair of turbid old eyes flashed with light and were full of piety.

He put his palms together and bowed to the Great Buddha's Hall in front of him again and again.

Then he stood up and looked at the hall, at the golden plaque that said "Great Buddha's Hall".

Du Tongfu and Protector Yuanfang also walked into the Great Buddha's Hall.

"Shaolin, Abbot Xuanxin, such supernatural powers have once again overturned my understanding of the world!"

At this moment, Xiao Zhan, the head of the Xiao Family, looked at the magnificent hall in front of him, and his heart was filled with boundless respect and joy.

Originally, the Godly Palm Technique that descended from the heavens had already overturned Xiao Zhan's understanding of martial arts.

But he did not expect that this time, Shaolin, Xuanxin would use his supernatural powers and use miracles to manifest a hall.

Xiao Zhan was 100% convinced that Xuanxin was the reincarnation of Buddha.

He was the living Arhat.

He was now incomparably grateful that the Xiao Family had a good relationship with Shaolin and Xuanxin.

They also had a great relationship.

Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin seemed to think highly of his son, Xiao Huohuo, and even used his supernatural powers to repair his son, Xiao Huohuo's Dantian.

With this relationship, the Xiao Family's future development would be limitless.

"Huohuo, you must become Shaolin's disciple. It's best if Master Xuanxin accepts you as his disciple.

"Remember, Master Xuanxin's Dharma is unimaginably profound.

"The reincarnation of Buddha, the living Arhat, and his supernatural powers are immeasurable. If you can become Shaolin's disciple, you will have the appearance of a soaring dragon."

Xiao Zhan's face was filled with fanaticism, and he looked at his son, Xiao Huohuo, full of excitement. He said hot-bloodedly, "My son, Xiao Huohuo, will have the appearance of a great emperor!"

Thinking of what he saw in his dream, Xiao Zhan had unlimited expectations for his son, Xiao Huohuo.

He firmly believed that if his son, Xiao Huohuo, entered Shaolin, he would have the appearance of a great emperor!

"Father, I have decided. Whether Master Xuanxin accepts me or not, I will become Shaolin's disciple.

"I, Xiao Huohuo, will become a monk in Shaolin's Dharma."

After saying this, Xiao Huohuo stood up. His face was filled with determination, and his heart was filled with fanaticism and devotion.

He had found his own Dao and faith.

No matter how many obstacles there were, they could not stop Xiao Huohuo from becoming a monk in Shaolin's Dharma.

Xiao Huohuo immediately stood up and was about to rush into the Great Strength Hall to become a disciple.

"Stop, don't be reckless."

Xiao Zhan quickly reached out and stopped Xiao Huohuo. He reprimanded, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Becoming a disciple is such a big thing. How can you be so casual?"

"When we go back, the Xiao family will prepare a generous gift. It won't be too late for you to sincerely go up the mountain to become a disciple."

As the head of a martial arts family, Xiao Zhan had always followed the rules of etiquette. How could his son, Xiao Huohuo, become a disciple of Shaolin's Dharma alone?

He had to show his sincerity and not be too reckless. In Xiao Zhan's opinion, this matter needed to be carefully planned.