Chapter 197 Calculate the Past

"With the wisdom of the donor, if you follow me to practice, you will hope to learn all the supernatural powers in the future and realize the karma of the Śrāvakas."

Everyone looked at the source of sound and saw an old monk wearing a patchwork robe holding a green bamboo stick in his hand, between the battle groups.

The old monk seemed ordinary, without a solemn appearance or a vast magic power. There was even a little dull old man spots on his face. The only thing that stood out was the aura called "wisdom" on his body.

But as soon as he saw him, the two Tantric monks Weijue and Weiyuan, who were like mice who saw a cat, immediately bounced up, absorbed their majesty, and said respectfully: "Disciple Weijue, Weijue, has seen the head of the mysterious leader!"

Hidden mystery?

Hearing this name, Chen Shaobai's pupils instantly contracted into a dangerous needle-shaped shape. The magic power in his body flowed like boiling oil, like a burning fire. He secretly used the immortal Fengyun body technique and sword control technique, ready to escape at all times.

Zangxuan, the most powerful among the elders of the Zen Sect in Xuankongshan, was a great success in the "Heaven Dharma Realm", equivalent to the person with the ten levels of perfect energy, and was known as the True Buddha on the Land.

Although Tantric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism have never been incompatible, when Chen Shaobai wanted to start a massacre, he was caught by his elders. No matter how he looked at it, he had to do it. Regarding Zangxuan's previous remarks of breaking the door and rebelling against his master, Chen Shaobai just regarded it as the other party's malicious intention to find fault.

Even with the background of Qingxuan Sect, Chen Shaobai was still not very relieved of these powerful beings. After all, his master once killed on Xingchen Island and destroyed a certain elder's lineage. He slaughtered blood and even fought for the title of a powerful dragon. Isn't this also a nourishing life?

Most of the people with advanced Buddhist practice have various incredible supernatural powers, so Chen Shaobai was not surprised at why Zang Xuan knew his name.

"I wonder what Chen Shishi thought?" Zang Xuan ignored the visits of the two younger generations of the same sect. He completely ignored Wei Yuan and Wei Jue and continued to ask amiably.

"Is what he said true?" Chen Shaobai was really stupid.

If you break the door and rebel, you won’t talk about your reputation. Even if you swore a great oath to follow you like a maggot in your bones for the rest of your life, what else can you think?

Among them, even those with insufficient IQ can make a choice. Chen Shaobai almost didn't bother to answer, but the terrifying old monk who could not see through his strength made him think about the language so as not to anger the other party.

Although he is a Qing monk, he has been practicing for hundreds of years and has been many times more than his. He is so terrible that he can truly show his power. He is definitely not something that a little shrimp like him can deal with.

"Looking at the appearance of Zang Xuan, it seems that it is not a joke. Do I really have the talent to be a monk? But once I enter the Buddhist sect, I have to cut off all the bonds of the world and give up the seven emotions and six desires. Even if I cultivate myself to eternal life, what's the fun?"

He felt sad in his heart, but Chen Shaobai still considered it and respectfully gave a respectful gift to his juniors. He did not seem too flattering or frivolous, and his attitude was just right: "Elder Zangxuan's Buddhist teachings are superb and has a heart of universal love for all spirits. Why do I envy you? But Master treats me very much. As the saying goes, as a teacher for a lifetime, how can I do that abducted thing?"

"'Love' is possession, desire, and the source of suffering. When we practice Buddhism, we emphasize compassion. As the saying goes, compassion can relieve suffering, compassion can be used to make happiness. There are endless mysteries. If you experience it carefully, you can attain the same path."

The old monk seemed quite interested. After explaining patiently and gently, he smiled and looked at Chen Shaobai: "There is such a wisdom. There are not many people in the Kaiyuan world who can be your master. I will see if your so-called master has the virtue and Taoism."

His eyes were like the rising sun passing through the mist, cutting through the night, penetrating layers of obstacles, and falling directly into Chen Shaobai's dark and boundless sea of ​​consciousness through the skin, flesh and bone acupoints.

A magic seal that rotates light and darkness protects Chen Shaobai's soul, blurring the scene inside. It is as powerful as Tibetan Xuan, and it is impossible to directly read Chen Shaobai's memory without breaking through this layer of protection.

"The only fellow practitioners of Guangming and Darkness who have such achievements is probably Zhang Wei of Guangming and Darkness."

Zangxuan walked slowly forward, staggered to Chen Shaobai, and said to himself.

As the old monk slowly approached, Hua Wuye, who had just broken through to reach the true realm, and Qiu Wanfa, a master of formation refining, their pupils gradually dilated, their breathing gradually became heavy, and they retreated dozens of steps in succession before they could barely recover from calmness.

"The name of the master is Zhang Wei." Chen Shaobai pointed indirectly and secretly reminded that he was the youngest in Guangnian Peak.

"Somewhat trouble..." Zang Xuan's expression changed slightly, and he acted like an ordinary mortal who was frowning for his livelihood.

Although the Great Power Tianlong is powerful and famous, he is not afraid. In order to find a disciple who can pass on his robe, even if he fights and snatches it, what is he afraid of? What he really is worried about is "cause and effect".

The sorrow is unsolvable, so I just want to see my eyes on the wall and start to meditate.

The old monk closed his eyes and thought withered thoughts. None of the five people who were still awake dared to speak. Only Wei Meng's golden ropes were burning with faint black flames in the hell Dharma Realm, exploding the air and making crackling sounds.

"It is said that Master Zangxuan is a candidate for the future abbot of Xuankongshan. He valued Chen Shaobai so much, and he was afraid that he wanted to accept it as a disciple who entered the house. The future is bright, the future is bright..."

The disciple of the abbot of the Xuankongshan is equivalent to Lin Yuanxi, the head of the Qingxuan Sect, who personally accepted disciples. He wanted to send an invitation letter to inform the prosperous era of the ten major sects of the Immortal Dao. With such an identity, even if he is just an ordinary sword-like true disciple, he is stronger than an ordinary core disciple, and his benefits are dozens or even hundreds of times better.

Although he dared not speak, Qiu Wanfa, who had recovered, was able to maintain his thinking. Based on the old monk's attitude, he reasoned for a little while and couldn't help but become a little jealous.

Turning his head and feeling the clear envy in Hua Wuye's eyes, he trembled in his heart and cursed himself: "You must keep your original heart pure at all times. I have achieved the formation of refining, so why has my mind retreated! If this continues, how can you go against Fang Tangjing? That is a person who is comparable to Situ Yutang..."

With this in mind, Qiu Wanfa regained his calmness and his mentality became calm.

Chen Shaobai has already inherited his master's inheritance and was forced to break into a trap. Even if he can have a hundred times the resource of cultivation, he will reach an extremely high level in the shortest time, with a lifespan of half a thousand, but that would be too depressed and despised.

"The Earth Evil Body, Essence and Fairy Eyes, Domineering Emperor of Flame, Light and Dark Soul Seal, there are too many causes and effects on you. If someone else is changed, I will turn around and leave. But your qualifications are worth my calculations for you."

Zang Xuan smiled, revealing a white teeth as fine as porcelain. He put his hands together, and billions of Buddhist scriptures appeared and condensed into Chen Shaobai's figure.

Born, the first hunting in the mountains, the battle between the ancestors and grandchildren of Qiuhuanquan, the sword contest between Muxiang, worshiping Qingxuan, the trip to Liuli Kingdom, the battlefield of the galaxy...

The golden Buddhist silhouette is constantly deducing Chen Shaobai's past experience in the scene. Although many of the key points are covered up and are shady and shady, it is difficult to see clearly, many things can also be inferred from them.

"I originally thought that Junior Brother Chen was a talented genius in cultivation, but I never thought that he had such a bumpy and turbulent experience. No wonder he was so resolute and decisive, and his methods were so cool!" Although he saw the incomplete version of his experience, it was enough that Hua Wuye's previous depression was wiped out. He looked at Chen Shaobai again, with some sincere admiration in his eyes.

From starting from scratch, Wugen Wuping to now, Chen Shaobai has used his own struggle and hard work to walk through a journey that others have to spend several generations of luck and good deeds. Such a person is not worthy of respect, who deserves to admire?

"A kind-hearted nature, a kind-hearted nature, although he has a deep obsession with Miao Yuqin and is rooted in killing, he can also drink the spring of Forgetful River and perform the way of angrily looking at the Vajra."

While deducing, Zang Xuan sincerely praised Chen Shaobai.

Cultivation, elixirs, secrets, and magic weapons are just external objects. Even if you have a large amount of resources, you cannot push an idiot to the realm of immortal transformation. However, a poor, helpless and firm cultivator, as long as he does not die, he will almost certainly be able to practice to an extremely high level.

For people of Zhang Wei and Zang Xuan, most of them value roots, understanding and mind.

"Senior praises me, I am ashamed of being accused of taking responsibility."

Chen Shaobai showed a normal behavior, but the moon white robe on his body was gradually wet, and he was very scared.

There are so many secrets on him! The skills of the Legend of Sword and Fairy, the Yin-Yang Chaos Bell, and the Killing of Wang Ruoyu's clone, are all discovered, and they are the way to die. Fortunately, it seems that as long as it involves the past of existence and the mystery of time and space above the God-Cultivation Fairyland, Zang Xuan cannot deduce it, otherwise he would have been unable to control himself.

The Legend of Sword and Fairy is a skill that travels through infinite time and space channels with his soul and descends to Kaiyuan World. The body of the Chaos Bell is a Taoist weapon that is comparable to those of great powers during the period of the Complete Victory. Before killing Wang Ruoyu, he encountered the projection of the Great Saint of Garuo, and ignited the natal soul lamp in the Taixu Palace to meet Lin Yuanxi. All of the experiences during this period were covered with a layer of blurred light spots, just like the screen in the movie was covered with thick garbled codes, and could not see anything clearly and could not be inferred.

"He has forty teeth! I saw it online in my previous life. This is the realm of Buddha Shakyamuni! No wonder Zang Xuan is called the true Buddha on the land. His god of means is simply unimaginable!"

The old monk's mysterious magical powers made Chen Shaobai notice the abnormalities on him, and related to his previous life's experiences, he was more surprised than others.

As time goes by, the golden light little man who represents Chen Shaobai repays his kindness, kills the demons, waits for Haotian Gate, Qiu Wanfa to test, and the three monks of Tantric Buddhism arrive until the end of Zang Xuan. Everyone thinks that the deduction is about to end, but...

The scene on the light curtain continues...

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