Everything returned to tranquility. Everyone was immersed in the incomparable shock in their hearts.
And in the vast essence of Buddhist Dharma.
Xuanxin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. The Buddhist light in his sea of consciousness was hazy, immersed in the mysterious enlightenment.
The first to awaken were the direct disciple Wuzhen and the third-generation disciple Wuneng. Two Old Man in their sixties hurried over.
They sat cross-legged in front of Xuanxin, their palms clasped together, their faces filled with reverence as they looked at Xuanxin.
They served by his side.
The eight disciples who had entered the Catacombs ruins to train.
They had also awakened from their absent-minded nightmares.
Xuangang Xuanyuan, Wutian Wuyan. They all turned their gazes to Xuanxin, as if they had found their backbone, found their support.
The four of them also hurried forward, their palms clasped together and they sat cross-legged in front of Xuanxin.
Guang Liang, Ji Yuan, Wu An Jun, An Ruyun, Nangong Wentian, and City Lord Jin Mofu.
And the group of eminent monks.
At this moment, they all came to their senses.
In their hearts, the strange and ominous fear was gone. The terrifying and oppressive atmosphere was also gone.
There was no aura of death, no ghostly aura, no waves of Devil Qi.
The bronze grimace in the sky had disappeared.
That huge abyss mouth, that powerful and strange was gone.
The dark clouds in the sky had dissipated. The sunlight shone down on everyone's bodies, giving them a very comfortable and warm feeling.
The Purple Jade Forest in front of them was actually a place of birds and flowers!
It was simply unimaginable that the land under their feet was a terrifying and ominous place in the past.
Everyone's gaze was cast to the distance, to Shaolin's Abbot, Xuanxin, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
One by one, they clasped their palms together and walked towards Xuanxin.
They surrounded Xuanxin and sat down cross-legged.
"Amitabha."
Wenshu Yuan's Abbot, Guang Liang, chanted the name of Buddha. He was the first to speak. "This humble monk, Guang Liang, has never heard of such a vast and profound Buddhist dharma that reaches the supreme Great Dao!"
"This humble monk admires Shaolin's Buddhist dharma!"
"There is nothing in the world that cannot be transcended, nothing that cannot be transcended. This is Shaolin's orthodox Buddhist dharma."
"In the past, Wenshu Yuan's Buddhist dharma essence, compared to Shaolin's orthodox Buddhist dharma."
"It's far inferior to Shaolin Buddhism, which is all-encompassing and opens up the truth of all things in the world."
This humble monk, Guang Liang's Buddhist dharma, Shaolin....
Wenshu Yuan's Abbot, Guang Liang's face was full of piety. He was deeply impressed by Shaolin's Buddhist dharma. This was after he heard Xuanxin's teachings.
The greatest shock he felt was in his heart.
To sum it up, Shaolin's Buddhist dharma was the most awesome. Wenshu Yuan was a minor Dao compared to Shaolin.
From now on, Wenshu Yuan would respect Shaolin's Buddhist dharma.
He, Guang Liang, would be humble in the future and learn more from Shaolin's Shaolin's Buddhist dharma.
It could be said that Guang Liang's comprehension and evaluation were extremely high!
To be able to make an eminent Buddhist monk admit that what he learned was a minor Dao.
The other party's was the Great Dao, and he wholeheartedly admitted that the other party's was the authentic one.
This was definitely not an easy task.
Ji Yuan, An Ruyun, Wu An Jun, Nangong Wentian, City Lord Jin Mofu, and the others were not surprised by Wenshu Yuan's evaluation of Guang Liang.
They even felt that it was natural.
It was very pertinent.
"Is this Shaolin's Buddhist dharma?"
"Abbot Xuanxin is really worthy of being a divine monk. He can even expiate the soul of an emperor who has accumulated resentment for thousands of years."
Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan's faces were flushed with excitement. They couldn't help but worship him deeply in their hearts.
His excitement was that Wujian Villa had bet on the right treasure this time.
From the beginning to the end, Wujian Villa had firmly stood on Shaolin's side and firmly supported Shaolin.
Wujian Villa and Shaolin had a harmonious relationship.
As well as a close relationship.
It was something that the other Sect couldn't compare to.
In summary, today, the entire Tian Bei City respected Shaolin, and Wujian Villa followed the right big brother.
They hugged his thigh.
The most important thing was that Zhuang Zhu and Ji Jian had also become Shaolin's disciple.
Now in Lao Zhuangzhu's heart, the thing that he cared about the most was to let his grandson Ji Jian officially shave his head and become Shaolin's disciple.
"Yan 'er, quickly kneel down. Your life was saved by Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin."
"It was Abbot Shaolin who saved Tian Bei City with his magical power and vast Buddhist dharma."
Hengdao Sect An Ruyun waved her hand, and Nalan Yan quickly went forward and respectfully knelt down.
She seriously kowtowed three times to Xuanxin.
"An 'er, you go too."
"Your life was also saved by Shaolin's Abbot Xuanxin."
"Not only did Abbot Xuanxin turn the tide and save Tianbei City, but he also helped our sects and clans avoid a calamity."
The head of the Nangong family, Nangong Wentian, said with a face full of piety and gratitude.
After glancing at Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan, Nangong Wentian's eyes finally stopped on Ji Jian. He said enviously, "I wonder if my An 'er will have the opportunity to become a monk in Shaolin."
The head of the Nangong family, Nangong Wentian, made Lao Zhuangzhu and Ji Yuan curl their lips without leaving a trace.
They were all thousand-year-old foxes. What were they thinking?
How could he not know?
He did not respond to Nangong Wentian's words at all.
"Abbot Shaolin's Dharma Transcendence is extremely shocking."
"That Sanskrit sound just now was upright, elegant, clear, and full. It was heard far and wide. It was the most supreme Dharma."
"Those who heard it rejoiced. I feel that I can't get enough of it. I won't get tired of it. I only hate that I haven't heard it enough."
City Lord Jin Mofu recalled it with a face full of shock. He had a feeling that he hadn't had enough.
His evaluation also received a series of nods from the crowd.
Supernatural power: Sanskrit sound, it was so magical.
It was so incredible.
"Abbot Xuanxin is really worthy of being the reincarnation of Buddha."
"He is really the reincarnation of Buddha."
"He actually used his own strength to dissolve the terrifying aura of death and get rid of the ghost aura and devil aura that filled the sky."
"This general seems to have seen Abbot Xuanxin use Dharma to open the gates of hell …"
When the Western General Wu Anjun said this, the other people who were the giants of Tian Bei City.
Their bodies trembled and they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
They also remembered.
Pairs of eyes looked at Xuanxin in shock.
The shock in their hearts was too much. Could it be the scene of Xuanxin using Dharma power to open the gates of hell?
They couldn't be more shocked.
The only explanation was that Abbot Xuanxin was a divine monk who could really communicate with Buddha!
"My Tian Bei City is guarded by Shaolin and led by a divine monk like Abbot Xuanxin."
"It's really our blessing."
"We are waiting for the blessing of the Sect."
Wu Anjun stood up and bowed deeply to Xuanxin in front of him.
The others also deeply agreed. They also stood up and bowed deeply to Xuanxin.
Xuanxin used his own strength and vast Dharma power
to turn the tide and save Tian Bei City.
He saved their core disciples.
He had also saved their sect's legacy.
Such a powerful person, such a thigh.
How could they not hug him?