"Tianlingchi!"
Puyuan continued: "Tianlingchi is a holy place in our Wanfomen, but this holy place is open to the outside world."
While speaking, Puyuan was already leading the way.
"Tianlingchi is said to be created by our founder of Wanfomen in the past. People with sincere Buddha nature in the world can observe what the ancestors learned in the past in Tianlingchi."
"The Way of Great Compassion!"
"The Great Destruction of Heaven!"
"The Great Spirit Slaughtering Technique!"
Pu Yuan folded his hands together and said sincerely, "This is the three-door imperial sect created by our Wanfo Sect patriarch. It is powerful and terrifying."
Great Compassion, Great Destruction, Great Spirit...
The Great Compassion Palm comes from the Dao of Great Compassion.
The power of this kind of imperial Taoist art is naturally tyrannical, otherwise it would not be regarded as a classic by Wanfomen and passed down from generation to generation.
Puyuan then said: "What I practice is the Dao of Great Compassion, oh right, the form of the Palm of Compassion you practiced comes from the Dao of Great Compassion, I haven't asked you how to get the Palm of Great Compassion!"
Muyun immediately said: "A few years ago, in the Qinghuang Mountains, the ancient land opened. I entered it and got this great sympathy palm, and my practice was successful."
"In this way, Lu Shizhu, you really have a relationship with my Buddha!"
Stop it!
No chance!
Puyuan then said: "This form of the Great Compassion Palm is a very famous technique of the Great Compassion Dao, and it can be learned by studying alone." "In the past years, there was a little novice in my Wanfomen, who was in the Tianling Pond. Sit down, wash yourself carefully, and finally get the approval of the patriarch, and master the three methods of Dao of Compassion, Dao of Destruction and Daling Slaughter, until the end,
Become a powerful emperor, known as Lingji Bodhisattva! "
Oh wow!
Lingji Bodhisattva!
The dead emperor in the ancient land!
While they were talking, the two had already arrived at the west gate of Wanfomen, a valley.
Here, at a glance, at least a thousand people appeared, and those people were standing in front of the mountain wall. On the bare stone wall, there was nothing.
But these people are so fascinated that it seems that there are countless beauties on the wordless wall, so they can't take their eyes off.
"Is this... too much?"
Mu Yun was stunned.
"Many? Oh, does Shizhu Lu mean there are too many people?"
Puyuan smiled and said, "This place is open. At least tens of thousands of people come here every day to observe the Tianlingchi, in order to be recognized by the ancestors and become the Buddha's son Arhat Bodhisattva of my Wanfomen..."
"Did anyone succeed?"
"Except for Lingji Bodhisattva, no one has succeeded for so many years..."
Mu Yun seriously doubted that Puyuan thought that he was not a Buddha, and was teasing him!
Over the years, how many disciples have you had in Wanfo Sect, since eternity, only one Lingji Bodhisattva has been successfully baptized in the Tianling Pond, and the rest are scum!
This is not just one in ten thousand, this is simply one in ten thousand.
Puyuan then said: "It doesn't necessarily depend on Buddha-nature. Master often says that my Buddha-nature is extremely high, but for so many years, I have never succeeded."
"Isn't this Tianling Pond? Why can I only see the valley, only the stone wall, but no pond?"
Pu Yuan said immediately: "You come with me."
The two of them shuttled through the crowd, but Mu Yun only saw that many people were standing still in front of the stone wall, like stone carvings, and some people were sitting cross-legged on the ground, closing their eyes in contemplation.
One by one, it seems to be really rewarding.
As Puyuan came to the depths of the valley, he went round and round. When he came to the deepest part, he saw only a stone wall. At a height of three feet, a spring appeared. The spring water gurgled out and fell to the ground, turning into a pool.
That pool, only three feet in diameter, was also very shallow, with clear water and a faint fragrance.
Muyun looked at Puyuan and didn't know why.
Puyuan looked at Muyun and said seriously, "This is Tianlingchi."
A big question mark appeared on Mu Yun's head.
Are you kidding me?
"Tell me the truth!"
Mu Yun said seriously: "Is this the place your Wanfomen prepared for those pilgrims to rest here?"
Upon hearing this, Puyuan immediately said, "No, absolutely not."
"Aren't those pilgrims?" Mu Yun pointed to a group of people not far away. They looked pious and sat on the ground, as if they had just come out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
Looking at what Mu Yun pointed, Pu Yuan suddenly smiled awkwardly: "This Tianlingchi is really a good place, but for so many years, there has never been a person who has mastered the Buddha nature."
"The Spiritual Silent Bodhisattva of that year was the most outstanding in the history of our Ten Thousand Buddhas, with his Buddha nature reaching the sky."
Mu Yun laughed.
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"You can try it if you don't believe it!"
Puyuan immediately said: "Looking at Tianlingchi, you can see your past life. Although it is vague, you can see it roughly."
"And, if possible, you can even see the afterlife..."
"Hehe! Look!"
Mu Yun naturally didn't believe it, and stepped to Tianlingchi.
This pond... three feet in diameter, the water in the pond is very clear, but it doesn't match the wonderful land that Mu Yun thought at all.
When he came to the pool, Mu Yun looked down.
The clear face of Muyun was reflected in the pool water.
handsome.
handsome.
Wenxiu.
The strands of hair on his forehead fluttered gently in the wind, which was even more dashing.
"Isn't this still the handsome me?"
For a time, Puyuan stood beside Mu Yun, not knowing what to say.
"Master Lu, you've changed your face!"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Yun was stunned.
Mad!
forget!
He is Lu Qingfeng's face, but the reflection in the pool is his own face.
"Forehead……"
Mu Yun's figure turned and returned to his own appearance, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I used to be prepared to be retaliated by the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, so I changed my face. My name is Mu Yun..."
Pu Yuan had a suspicious expression on his face.
"Really, my friend Xie Shushu was bullied by the Pig Crack Mountain Clan. I took revenge for him, and I was afraid that Wan Yaogu would retaliate against him, so I changed my face."
"Look, I didn't lie!" Puyuan said immediately: "This Tianlingchi is really mysterious."
Mu Yun looked down, not knowing what to say.
Chi Zhong is still the handsome and compelling self.
Nothing.
But when Mu Yun thought so in his heart, the whole person was startled.
In the pool water, it has changed!
A crying baby, kicking with both hands and feet, wailing.
A pair of slender fingers gently lifted the baby.
Then a pair of big palms took the baby.
The baby kept changing, and soon became five or six years old. He began to sprint and practice. Then the baby continued to grow and change.
Until the end, he looked like he was in his twenties, handsome, sunny and stalwart.
"This is……"
Mu Yun's expression froze.
This is his original appearance.
Born in the world of Canglan, he was brought to the human world by his father, and he grew up among the herdsmen. He was the prince of the herdsmen.
And the pool water changed, and a second him soon appeared.
The second he is also a baby change, but it has become another look.
Jiu Ming Son of Heaven, the ninth generation is human.
The previous Mu Yun, as the shepherd's crown prince, was arranged by Mu Qingyu, led by the soul of the clone, and went through hardships.
Until the end, it was he who really experienced the calamity and became the Mu Yun of the immortal world in the God Realm, that is, Mu Yun's previous life!
In the picture, the birth picture of Mu Yun's life is finally reflected.
Nine times in total!
Nine times are different. The last time is what Muyun looks like now!