Chapter 1027 The mysterious Tofu Heavenly Lord
“Tofu Tianzun?”
The little novice monk was shocked when he heard the existence in the sword telling his past. This was really an extremely amazing existence.
He thought for a long time, but still didn''t expect any ancient powerful man to have the word "tofu".
"Oh, that''s all. It seems that even I can''t escape the nameless fate of time."
Tofu Tianzun sighed, not knowing whether he was sighing that the years were ruthless or recalling that free and easy era.
"It''s a pity that our relationship is too serious. If we are afraid of triggering a shocking battle in the world, this small Xitian Temple will be turned into ruins."
"Then, what should I do?" The little novice monk didn''t expect that the sword he picked up would involve so many things. He was trembling, afraid of touching any major cause and effect.
"I am currently living in this fairy sword for the time being, to eliminate cause and effect. As long as you, the young monk, do not reveal your affairs, nothing will happen."
"That''s good, that''s good, I have the most stern mouth and I will never tell you what I have about my seniors." Xiaoxiaomi said hurriedly.
“So best.”
After saying that, no sound came from the sword. I wonder if Tofu Tianzun was too lazy to speak or fell asleep.
Knowing the origin of Tofu Tianzun, the little novice monk did not dare to neglect, and did not dare to think about abandoning the immortal sword. He carefully held the immortal sword and tiptoed back to the Zen room.
In the Zen room was a large bunk bed for six or seven people to sleep. The little shaman secretly found a clean strip of cloth, wrapped the Qingfeng sword, found his place, placed it next to the pillow, and then went to bed.
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"I''m calm, why did you go to the toilet so long last night?" When you woke up in the morning, Xiao Shami asked her companion when she was dressing.
He slept in a daze last night, and couldn''t remember how long the little novice monk went to the toilet, but he just felt that it was quite long.
"Amitabha, monks do not lie."
"so?"
"So I can''t say it." The little novice monk said seriously. The matter of Tofu Tianzun cannot be told, otherwise it would be destroyed by Xitian Temple. Now he is responsible for saving Xitian Temple.
"ah?"
When he woke up in the early morning, the little monk put on his clothes, had a light breakfast, recited scriptures in morning class, and carried water, chopped wood, and cleaned the courtyard with other monks. After doing all this, he meditated and entered into meditation.
"Little monk, are you visualizing?" The dull and ancient voice of Tofu Tianzun came from the fairy sword. Tofu Tianzun noticed that the little novice monk had a foundation in cultivation, which was about the fifth level of Qi training.
There was a yellowed arhat subduing demon in front of the little novice monk. He was visualizing this picture to stimulate his spiritual consciousness.
The world of immortal cultivation generally uses visualization to increase spiritual consciousness. Meng Jingzhou''s method of suppressing instinct impulse and increasing spiritual consciousness is a method used by a very few people.
The little shaman was shocked and looked around and found that neither the senior brothers and junior brothers who were meditating and entering into meditation nor the deacons, they could hear the voice of the Heavenly Lord.
"Stop looking, this is a transmission of spiritual consciousness, and others cannot hear it."
The little novice monk then replied, "When the words of Huitianzun, yes."
"This is the most basic visualization diagram. If you want to obtain a better visualization diagram, you need to contribute to the temple and exchange it with merit points."
The little shady smiled shyly and said, "But this arhat''s devil''s picture is already very good. It is said that this was passed down from ancient times."
The little novice monk''s hand naturally cannot be the original, it is just a rubbing of ancient visualization images.
"This kind of thing is also called a visualization picture." Tofu Tianzun shook his head and sneered at the little novice monk''s visualization.
"Since you meet me, it means you have a fate with me. I will pass on your true ancient visualization pictures so as not to lose face if I tell you in the future."
Tofu Tianzun used his spiritual consciousness as his imprint and imprinted a picture in the mind of the little novice monk.
"This is?!"
The little novice closed his eyes, and the imprint of Tofu Tianzun''s spiritual consciousness appeared in his mind.
It was a golden dragon soaring between heaven and earth. It was born with the 95th Lord. It was domineering than any portrait of the real dragon that the little novice monk had seen in the book. The dragon frowned and attracted a lot of fairy thunder, as if the heaven and earth had changed with his will.
"This is one of the five founders of your Buddhism. I have met several times with him. This visualization can be called the Yinglong visualization diagram."
One of the five founders of Buddhism!
When the little novice monk heard these five big words, he was shocked. Isn’t the founder of Buddhism the Buddha? Why did it become five when it came to the Heavenly Lord’s mouth? !
The little novice monk corresponding to the Long Dazun visualization and found that the stimulating effect on the spiritual consciousness was far greater than that of the Arhat''s Demon Subduing Picture!
Generally speaking, the stronger the characters in the visualization picture, the greater the influence of the deeds on the world, and it is related to the visualizer''s exercises, the better the visualization effect.
The effect is so good, which shows that the true dragon in the visualization picture is related to Buddhism, and its status in Buddhism is absolutely high!
He is really one of the founders of Buddhism!
Xiao Shami felt more and more unfathomable tofu Tianzun, and the things he gave him casually subverted his cognition.
"Dare to ask the Heavenly Lord, what are the five founders of Buddhism?"
"Your cultivation is too low, and it''s not the time to know the secrets of the ancient times."
"yes."
From the perspective of visualization, Lu Yang is actually also visualizing, but he is visualizing the immortal fairy of a living person, not a picture.
This is equivalent to Lu Yang''s visualization at all times, and his spiritual consciousness is naturally far beyond his peers.
"I don''t know what your little monk is called."
"The little monk is determined and is a chore monk in the choreographed house."
"Subduing the mind and conquering the world, a good magic name."
There is a mysterious Tofu Heavenly Lord who gave ancient visualization pictures. The little shaman felt that his spiritual consciousness practiced thousands of miles a day, and he had never felt so happy.
After several days, the spiritual consciousness of the mind became stronger and stronger, and the spirit of the whole person changed. However, other serious monks contacted the mind every day and could not notice this slight change.
On this day, the visualization of mind concentration ended. When I walked out of the meditation room, a stone suddenly flew over, aiming at the forehead of mind concentration.
My mind was as calm as if I had noticed it, and I turned my head and avoided this moment.
"How many days have you gone by, Junior Brother Xinding, and you are so good at it?" Several errand monks smiled gently, and the errand monks in their hands were still holding a few stones.
"It turns out to be Senior Brother Xincheng." Xinding responded lightly as if he didn''t know that Xincheng deliberately hit him with a stone, making Xincheng feel like he hit the cotton with a punch, and he couldn''t use any force.
"It''s Xincheng, why is he here?"
"Don''t you know yet? The selection of the monks'' academy is about to be launched. He is snatching merit points everywhere to exchange items for selection!"
"I also heard that he met his senior brother from the Martial Monk Academy. The senior brother from the Martial Monk Academy gave him a picture of the fragrant elephant crossing the river."
"What, it''s actually a broken picture of Xiangxiang crossing the river. That''s a visual picture that we can''t afford even if we have been chores for half our lives!"
"Yes, Junior Brother Xinding is afraid that he will be in trouble."
(This chapter ends)