Chapter 523: Buddha's Son

At this moment, many eyes were cast on him, and two of them made Xu Qian'an feel like a thorn in his back.

Deep in the temple, the eyes from the third-grade Vajra were scrutinizing. And the eyes from Irbu were cold.

The people in the martial arts world quietly distanced themselves from each other, so as not to be affected by the mysterious master being "punished" by the third-grade spiritual master or the guardian Vajra because they were too close.

They were dissatisfied with the spiritual master of the Wushen Sect slandering Xu Yinluo, but they only dared to whisper and protest weakly. The behavior of jumping out to mock like the man in green was no different from suicide.

Liu Yun of the Double Sword Sect stood up with difficulty and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She was very happy that someone could stand up, but she couldn't help but worry about this plain-looking man in green robes.

This person's means were cunning, his cultivation was strong, and he dared to face the third-grade master directly. If it were usual, she would definitely invite him to drink. Now she just wanted him to evacuate quickly.

Thinking in her heart, the careful Liu Yun found that the companions around the man in green were not panicked or frightened at all, and their faces were calm. One of the men with mediocre looks had bright eyes, and even looked forward to the next conflict?

Yuan Yi and other fourth-rank masters looked at the man in green deeply, and at the same time paid attention to the actions of the two third-rank masters, trying to judge the true attitude of the two third-rank masters through the experience of this man in green.

If the man in green encounters an accident, then they will decisively give up the treasure in the tower and leave Sanhua Temple. .

"Amitabha."

Instead, it was Monk Jingxin who spoke first, whispering:

"The poison in Brother Yinshun's body has not been solved yet. Only he can solve this poison. Please show mercy to Uncle Du Nan."

Without waiting for Du Nan Jin Gang to speak, Irbu said lightly:

"Don't worry, Monk Jingxin, the wizard's blood spirit technique can also remove the poison for him."

Monk Jingxin clasped his hands together and stopped talking.

At this point, it seemed that the man in green had been sentenced to death.

"Senior, are you sure you can kill him?"

Li Lingsu said excitedly.

He was very interested in Xu Qian's identity, but he had not figured out his background so far. Although this old man was proficient in Gu Shu, Li Lingsu did not think that Gu Shu was his main training system.

I'm just a fake... Xu Qian'an complained silently in his heart. In front of everyone, he took out the conch shell, put it to his mouth, and muttered for a while.

What is he doing?

Seeing this scene, Li Lingsu, the people of Leizhou around him, and the Buddhist monks in the distance were confused.

But soon, they understood.

"Look, what is that?"

A monk pointed to the sky and screamed.

Including Xu Qian'an, Li Lingsu, Shuangdaomen, Leizhou Chamber of Commerce, Commander Yuan Yi, General Li Shaoyun and others turned their heads and looked at the sky behind them.

A pitch-black steel turret made of black iron hangs in the air.

It is twelve feet long and three feet high. Fifteen heavy artillery pieces are lined up in a row. Thick metal tubes stick out of the turret, and crossbows are placed on the edge of the turret.

On the surface of the steel turret, dense and complex array patterns are lit up, engraved with thirty large arrays, including but not limited to defense arrays, teleportation arrays, floating arrays, and spirit gathering arrays...

In the center of the turret, stood a man with ordinary features, holding a calligraphy in his left hand:

Let everyone enter the pagoda!

Holding a calligraphy in his right hand:

Otherwise, the Sanhua Temple will be razed to the ground!

"Is it, is it a sorcerer?"

"What kind of monster is this?"

Someone murmured.

As a person in the martial arts world, he has rich experience, but limited vision. In addition, sorcerers are rare, and they were almost extinct in the martial arts world in the past. Therefore, the heroes of Leizhou can hardly see the sorcerers' tricks.

This floating steel turret was simply incredible in their eyes, and its style was incompatible with the current era.

Dongfang Wanrong was dumbfounded. She herself controlled a magic weapon called "Yufengzhou". That magic weapon only had the Yufeng array and the defense array, and was used as a large flying magic weapon.

In this way, Yufengzhou was enough to be listed as one of the twelve magic weapons of the Wushen Cult.

And the Yufengzhou was obviously not on the same level as the floating turret that appeared in front of him.

In some ways, the sorcerer system was really a bit perverted.

However, according to Dongfang Wanrong's judgment, similar magic weapons were extremely expensive to refine and could not be mass-produced. Otherwise, Dafeng would have unified Jiuzhou long ago.

"Sun Xuanji!"

The thunderous voice of the Dharma Protector Vajra came from the depths of the temple.

Sun Xuanji said lightly: "Hmm!"

While speaking, he raised the words in his hand to show that he was not joking.

With the firepower on the fort, after a few rounds, Sanhua Temple will be razed to the ground. The Dharma Protector Vajra is not afraid of these firepower outputs, but the monks in the temple and this ancient temple that has been around for hundreds of years will definitely be difficult to preserve.

Yuan Yi's eyebrows jumped and he said in surprise: "Are you the second disciple of the Supervisor, the third-grade magician Sun Xuanji?"

With the noble status of the commander-in-chief of Leizhou, he naturally knew Sun Xuanji.

The commander-in-chief is the person with the most real power in a state. There are only thirteen such people in the whole Dafeng, and they are real frontier officials.

"Yes!"

Sun Xuanji nodded.

The crowd below was in an uproar. They vaguely guessed the identity of the magician based on the iconic white clothes, but they didn't expect that he was the second disciple of the Supervisor, a third-grade magician.

This is a magician who is frugal with words, and he has the demeanor of a master everywhere.

And such a person is suspected to be summoned by the master in green.

For a moment, everyone looked at Xu Qi'an with more speculation and curiosity.

What is this person's identity?

He just blew the conch, and then the white-clothed sorcerer appeared... Liu Yun pursed her lips, her eyes kept turning around the man in green.

Li Lingsu widened her eyes, not knowing whether she was disappointed or shocked, or both.

He could summon Sun Xuanji so easily, proving that his words about playing chess with Jianzheng that day were true and not a lie... The reason for summoning Sun Xuanji was that he felt that King Kong and Linghui Master were not worth his effort...

The Son of the Tianzong guessed secretly.

"Yes!"

After a moment of silence, King Kong said in the depths of the temple.

Seeing this, Xu Qi'an felt relieved.

Sun Xuanji's threat of holding a cannon was a countermeasure that had been discussed long ago, and he was responsible for responding outside. But if Xu Qi'an entered the pagoda alone, it would attract attention.

After entering the tower, it is easy to be targeted by the masters of Wushen Cult and Buddhism, so there is a plan to spread the news and attract the heroes of the world.

He hides among a group of people and keeps a low profile. Even if he is targeted because of the operation just now, the people of the world can act as helpers, so that he will not be alone.

Seeing the compromise of the Buddhist King Kong, the heroes of Leizhou showed joy on their faces, and their backs straightened instantly, and the atmosphere of decadence was swept away.

"Antidote!"

Monk Jingxin looked at Xu Qi'an.

Xu Qi'an chuckled and said, "Throw him over."

Monk Jingxin put his palm on the back of the middle-aged monk and sent him lightly to Xu Qi'an.

The latter stretched out his finger and touched the tip of the middle-aged monk's nose. Wisps of blue-black mist gushed out and were grabbed back by his fingers.

As the poison gas was withdrawn, the middle-aged monk's black face gradually returned to normal blood color, but he was still unconscious.

"He will wake up in an hour. He will recover after a few days of rest."

Xu Qian'an threw him back.

Monk Jingxin reached out to take the middle-aged monk, put his hands together, and then led the monks of Sanhua Temple back to the temple.

General Li Shaoyun, carrying a spear, said excitedly:

"Master Yuan, let's go in."

He took a step and entered the temple first.

Everyone followed closely.

Passing through the halls, the three parties soon arrived at their destination. In the depths of the temple, stood a huge pagoda.

White walls and black tiles, at first glance, it doesn't look like a magic weapon at all, but more like a normal pagoda.

The only strange thing is that it is a hundred meters high, but the tower has only three windows, symbolizing a three-story building.

In addition, the tower door is dark gold, as if cast in gold. There is no door knocker, no keyhole, and it is tightly closed.

The three parties gathered outside the pagoda. In the silent confrontation, the local heroes of Leizhou frequently looked up at the sky, silently calculating the time when the pagoda was opened in previous years.

Getting closer and closer...

Boom!

The pagoda body vibrated dully, and the dark golden pagoda door slowly opened.

Everyone subconsciously looked inside the door, but only saw darkness.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingxin put his hands together, bowed to the pagoda, and walked into the pagoda first, with his red and yellow cassock swaying.

"Amitabha!"

In the voice of chanting the Buddha's name, the burly young monk Jingyuan and the head monk Hengyin followed closely behind, and behind the two were nine monks and nine Zen masters.

Two Zen masters, a martial monk, and the other eighteen people have different levels of cultivation... Xu Qi'an took a glance and knew that these twenty-one monks entering the tower would be the competitors he would deal with later.

"Little bitch, you'd better not come in, otherwise my aunt promises that today will be your memorial day."

The charming and beautiful Dongfang Wanrong turned around and glanced at Wenren Qianrou with a smile.

The Dongfang sisters led the disciples of the East China Sea Dragon Palace into the pagoda.

Li Lingsu heard this and grimaced, his head hurt.

"Do you need me to help you kill the sisters?"

Xu Qi'an jokingly transmitted his voice: "Save you from hiding all day long."

Li Lingsu hurriedly shook his head and replied in a voice transmission: "No, senior, you might as well kill me."

I was just talking casually, I can't kill two peak fourth-grade masters... Xu Qi'an watched Yuan Yi and Li Shaoyun enter the tower with their subordinates, and immediately stopped hesitating and entered the tower among the martial artists.

"Let's go in too, let's go in too!"

The little white fox tried to struggle out of Mu Nanzhi's arms, but failed, so he had to persuade her: "Go in with him and have some fun."

"You dare to enter a Buddhist place?"

Mu Nanzhi glanced at the curious little fox.

The little white fox thought about it and remembered the terrible legends about Buddhism told by her fellow tribesmen. She said weakly:

"Well, I don't really want to go."

She rested her head on the soft chest, basking in the early winter sunshine, and said in a crisp and tender voice:

"Aunt, what is your relationship with him?"

"No relationship."

"Oh!"

The little white fox was relieved and thought that Mu Nanzhi was telling the truth, because such an ordinary woman was not worthy of Xu Yinluo.

Only a fox with talent and beauty could be worthy of Xu Yinluo.

"Does he often go to the Jiaofangsi?" The little white fox asked again.

"You even know about the Jiaofangsi?" Mu Nanzhi was surprised.

"Although I have never been to a human city, I am well-informed. For example, human women often call women who are more beautiful than themselves fox spirits. In the human world, fox spirits are a symbol of beauty and talent."

The little white fox showed off his knowledge seriously.

"Who told you?" Mu Nanzhi smiled.

"My tribe."

This is very fox tribe...... Mu Nanzhi muttered in his heart, and smiled: "In the eyes of human women, perhaps fox spirits are the most beautiful, but in the eyes of human men, there is only one most beautiful woman in the world."

"Who is it!" the little white fox asked.

"The most beautiful woman in Dafeng, the Princess of Zhenbei." Mu Nanzhi said with a serious face.

She originally wanted to say "Mu Nanzhi", but considering that this would reveal unnecessary information, she changed it to a more popular name.

The little white fox showed a humane and admiring expression.

At this time, Mu Nanzhi saw the old abbot of Sanhua Temple take out a fist-sized bead from his cassock.

The light and shadow in the beads flickered, reflecting the figures of Jingxin and others, and a magnificent palace.

"Very good!"

Irbu's chuckle came.

The pagoda is isolated from the prying eyes of the outside world. This mirror beast tear is the key to maintaining the "friendship" between the two sides.

........

After entering the pagoda, Xu Qian'an looked around and found that he was in an unimaginably spacious hall.

This hall has no dome. Looking up, it is surrounded by clouds and mist.

At the end of the hall is a golden Buddha that is more than ten feet high, like a small mountain.

This Buddha has kind eyes but exudes majesty, with thick earlobes and a bunch of curly little bumps on his head, located in the center.

Even if you don't worship Buddha, as long as you have entered the temple, you can recognize who he is.

Buddha!

There are thirteen golden statues on the left side of the Buddha and fourteen golden statues on the right side.

They were both men and women, and they all had different types of circles behind their heads, some were flames, some were copper plates with lines drawn like simple suns, and so on.

Interestingly, nine of the golden statues had blurred faces.

Xu Qian'an looked around calmly. The spaciousness of this hall exceeded the limit of what a pagoda could accommodate. At least from the outside, the pagoda could not accommodate this hall.

Buddha Realm... This familiar scene reminded him of the golden bowl that the Arhat Du'e had when the Buddhist sect was fighting.

The Buddha Realm was hidden in the golden bowl.

"Buddhism is very good at this kind of magical power. I remember that on the way back to the capital, Yunzhou dreamed of the Shanhaiguan battle 20 years ago. There was a scene where a Buddhist monk's palm gave birth to thousands of troops."

"Maybe the monk had a magical instrument similar to the golden bowl in his hand at that time, and the army was taken into the Buddhist realm... In addition, these local natives are so calm."

The heroes of Leizhou, who witnessed this scene with their own eyes, did not seem surprised and were relatively calm.

"By the way, Wenren Qianrou said that the pagoda opens once a year. Those who pass the test of the pagoda can worship in Sanhua Temple and become Buddhist disciples. Those who fail the test will definitely spread what they see and hear in the pagoda after they go out."

Xu Qian'an suddenly realized.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Jingxin led the Buddhist monks to put their hands together and salute.

He turned around and said to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and the people of Leizhou:

"The golden statues here, the one in the middle, are the Great Compassionate Buddha, the only Buddha in the universe. The three golden statues on the left and the four golden statues on the right are the nine Bodhisattvas of Buddhism. The rest are the Eighteen Arhats."

Good fellow, Vajra is not qualified to establish a golden statue?

Xu Qiyan said loudly: "Monk, why are the faces of the nine Bodhisattvas blurred?"

Monk Jingxin answered every question: "These nine golden statues represent the nine Dharma images, not just a certain Bodhisattva."

Hearing this, most people were puzzled, but Xu Qiyan suddenly realized it.

Monk Jingxin was stunned, looked at Xu Qiyan, and asked from a distance: "Do you know the nine Dharma images?"

Xu Qiyan nodded: "Vajra Angry Eyes, Acala, Great Samsara, Great Compassion, Great Wisdom, Medicine Master, Walker, Colorless Glass, and Vairocana Tathagata."

The monks of Sanhua Temple became agitated and whispered to each other.

Jingxin stared at Xu Qiyan deeply.

"Hey, he's right? The monks of Sanhua Temple didn't refute it."

"I've heard that Buddhism has nine Dharma images. It turns out to be these nine. Who is this person? He knows so much about Buddhism."

"What's so magical about the nine Dharma images?" Someone asked loudly, expecting Xu Qiyan to answer.

At this time, the masters of the Double Sword Sect, Tang Yuanwu, Liu Yun, and the commander-in-chief Yuan Yi, all came to see.

How do I know? I haven't fought with the Bodhisattvas...Xu Qian'an smiled calmly:

"The walker's Dharma image is the fastest in the world. He travels to the Western Regions in the morning and the Jingshan Mountain in the evening. Colorless glass can make people's hearts as clear as a mirror, without thoughts and slow down their thoughts."

Here, he sneered, as if he was too lazy to continue explaining, and said: "Other Dharma images can be understood as the name suggests."

Is it true or not... After hearing this, everyone subconsciously looked at Jingxin and other monks, but saw Jingxin and Jingyuan, as well as Hengyin, the head of Sanhua Temple, with slightly dull faces.

It's true! This thought suddenly flashed through everyone's mind.

"Hiss..."

Li Shaoyun leaned on his gun, looked back at Xu Qian'an, grinned and said: "Hey, who are you, you know so much."

Yuan Yi reminded: "It could also be the senior."

On the other side, Dongfang Wanrong whispered to her sister: "Is it him?"

Dongfang Wanqing shook her head: "I can't tell, this person doesn't look simple, a little different from the blue-clothed man in Pingzhou."

Just seeing the middle-aged monk poisoned, the Dongfang sisters suspected that this blue-clothed man was the one they met in Pingzhou that day.

The common point is that they are all good at using poison.

But their appearance is different, and there is no trace of disguise. In addition, the mediocre woman who followed him is also gone.

The most important thing is that the blue-clothed man has never been seen to perform the dark Gu method from beginning to end, so he is not sure.

Dongfang Wanqing continued, "Pingzhou is a long way from Leizhou. Logically, they didn't arrive in Leizhou so quickly."

The charming sister frowned and said, "You saw it just now. This person knows the sorcerer of the Sitianjian. If he leads the way, is it reasonable?"

Dongfang Wanqing said lightly, "First, you have to prove that the man in green robes in Pingzhou knows the sorcerer of the Sitianjian."

After a pause, she said, "It's meaningless to guess blindly. I'll find a chance to try him later and force him to use the secret method."

Xu Qi'an didn't know what the Dongfang sisters were thinking. He stared at the 27 golden statues other than the Buddha, trying his best to distinguish which golden statue represented Shenshu.

The 18 Arhat golden statues were excluded first. The Arhats had clear faces. Xu Qi'an had seen Shenshu's appearance and confirmed that he was not among them.

If Shenshu is among them, he can only be one of the nine Bodhisattvas. No, that's not right. The nine golden statues represent the nine Dharma images, not a single person... Well, at least it can be confirmed that Shenshu is not an Arhat.

Monk Jingxin stopped talking and led the monks to walk towards the golden statue of Buddha.

The golden statues of Arhats and Bodhisattvas were erected on both sides to welcome them.

When they passed by the first golden statue of Arhat, their pace suddenly slowed down, and they paused for three seconds after each step.

Xu Qian'an saw this and didn't understand what was going on.

The heroic Liu Yun slowly approached and whispered:

"Your Excellency, you know that this pagoda opens once a year. Anyone who wants to worship in Sanhua Temple must enter the pagoda for trial."

Xu Qian'an nodded calmly.

"According to the Sanhua Temple, this is called testing Buddha nature. People with Buddha nature can enter Buddhism. People without Buddha nature have no affinity with Buddha." Liu Yun looked at Jingxin and others and said:

"Walk forward along this road, under the "watch" of Arhats and Bodhisattvas, walk a hundred steps forward, and you will be a person with affinity with Buddha. Within a hundred steps, you have no Buddha nature. I have heard those who have entered the pagoda say that it is difficult to walk on this road."

Xu Qian'an pondered and said, "What if it is a martial monk?"

Martial monks and Zen masters take different paths. How to define this Buddha nature?

Liu Yun curled her lips and said, "Those martial artists who can enter the sixth grade basically have "Buddha nature". For Buddhism, those who can enter the sixth grade are qualified people. Why don't they want such people? There is no road to reject them. Of course, people who practice Buddhism must also have Buddha nature.

"You see, the monks of Sanhua Temple walk faster than others. "

Xu Qian'an followed her gaze and saw that all parties had already set foot on the "Trial Road", with three distinct echelons.

The monks from Sanhua Temple rode away and walked steadily.

Next were the Dongfang sisters, Li Shaoyun, Yuan Yi, and Tang Yuanwu, who were fourth-rank monks.

Finally, there were the people from Leizhou.

"Your Excellency is not going?" Liu Yun asked.

"I'll take a look." Xu Qian'an looked into the distance.

"I'll go first." Liu Yun said, and quickly caught up with the large group. She walked hurriedly, and suddenly slowed down in front of the first quasi-arhat.

Each step was separated by nearly ten seconds, giving people the feeling of difficulty.

After a while, the head monk of Sanhua Temple, Master Hengyin, who was getting further and further away from everyone, looked back at everyone, smiled, and put his hands together:

"Everyone, go to the Buddha's seat, bow thirteen times, and you can go to the second floor. I'll be waiting for you there. "

He seemed to be teasing everyone.

After thirteen bows, you can enter the second floor......Xu Qiyan suddenly realized, no longer hesitated, and walked forward tentatively.

When he was about to pass by the first golden body of the Arhat, he could slow down and take a tentative step.

However, there was no sense of obstruction.

Take the second step.

Also, he did not feel the pressure of the Arhat's "watching", just like walking on weekdays.

Is it because my Buddha nature (qualification) is too good? No, no matter how good the qualification is, it is impossible to be completely free of oppression. A fourth-grade Zen master like Jingxin cannot walk freely......Things are abnormal, Xu Qiyan dare not move forward .

It's not a question of qualifications, it's that I have my own uniqueness, but I'm not anxious with Buddhism...... He suddenly realized that there is a great cause and effect between him and Buddhism.

This cause and effect comes from the concept of Mahayana Buddhism.

He immediately remembered that Du'e Arhat called him a Buddha's son, and Liuli Bodhisattva wanted to take him back to Buddhism to be a Buddha's son who is free from the four elements.

At that time, Xu Qian'an thought they appreciated his "talent", but now it seems that the facts are not that simple.

He may have really become a Buddha's son. When he expounded the concept of Mahayana Buddhism, he had a huge cause and effect with Buddhism.

This is why Liuli Bodhisattva wanted to take him back and escape into Buddhism.