The fairy godmother's match changed to take Long Aotian's script

After walking through this avenue, they walked into Baihua Town, and the pedestrians were very lively. They walked into the crowd, like a drop of water dropped into the sea, and did not cause any commotion.

However, some sensitive villagers can guess their monk status, let alone dare to offend them easily.

Ming Linlang looked at one place and smiled.

"Let's go and see what are there so many people looking at?"

She has always been cold, with a sense of arrogance and independence from the secular world, but now under the influence of the smoke and fire in this world, she has given birth to some girlish vigor.

Pei Xihe felt a tinge of emotion in his eyes.

In fact, under the Great Dao, all living beings are equal, the way of heaven is inhumane, and everything is like a dog, whether it is a human race or a monster race, a mortal or a monk, under the operation of its rules, they are all treated equally.

Those born in the clouds, if they don't look down on the mortal land, no matter how they perceive it, there will be a hint of arrogance in their hearts.

It should be known that the nine-foot embankment begins with the foundation of soil, and the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.

Compared with ordinary people, monks have undergone a leap in life level, but where is the root cause? If you don't know the joys and sorrows of the world, how can you really connect with the Dao?

This is Ming Linlang's way of entering the world, not because of her sudden change of temperament, but because she is trying to fall into the world at this time, so as to continuously hone her skills and broaden her knowledge, in order to enter the Tao.

These thoughts just flashed by, Pei Xihe said back to her: "Then let's go and have a look."

The fox jumped on Pei Xihe's shoulder again with a kick of his hind legs, and told him to pretend to be disgusted and said, "Look at your paws have turned black, and you dare to jump on my shoulder."

Helian looked at his limbs carefully, and then he remembered that he had covered his limbs with a little mana, so there would be no dust.

"How can you slander the innocence of the fox out of thin air, my paws are pure white, pure white!"

Most of the passers-by around were ordinary people, and he could prevent them from hearing him with just a few tricks. Pei Xihe ignored him, smiled and walked towards the crowded place with Ming Linlang.

Coincidentally, it was the tall tower that guided them. The closer they were, the more detailed they could see.

This pagoda is twenty or thirty feet high, divided into six floors, with a simple and smooth appearance, with red tiles and black bricks as the bones, ebony sandalwood as the tendons, and a pavilion-like structure with sixteen eaves on the first floor. Many and dense, it is a masonry structure, and golden Buddha bells are hung with copper wires. As the wind blows, there will be a crisp jingle that makes people feel peaceful.

Here is the great prosperity of Buddhism.

Pei Xihe thought to himself that the strongest Buddhist cultivator in Tianxu Shenzhou is the Tianfo Sect, also known as the Buddha Sect. It has not been ranked among the nine major sects, but its strength should not be underestimated.

In addition, the master once told her that Buddhist practice is also based on the aura of heaven and earth. Whether it is the Arhat Wushang Golden Body of the body cultivation line or the "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra" Taoism inheritance of the spiritual path, they are all extremely powerful.

But a powerful Buddhist cultivator must have the six roots to be clean, act with a kind heart, and be demanding. It is not because the mind is clear, and those who are devoted to the Buddha will not be able to practice the Dacheng state.

It is also because of this reason that there are very few eminent monks who have attained the Tao, and Tianfo Temple has never entered the Nine Great Sects.

There is a small sect stationed here to inherit the orthodoxy. Pei Xihe couldn't help but wonder if it was a sect of the Buddhist cultivator line. There were crowds of people at the gate of the temple, but there was no noise.

When you calm down carefully, you can hear the sound of chanting sutras and the rhythmic sound of knocking wooden fish from the temple.

They followed the orderly queue of people and separated a ray of mind to inspect the place to avoid any abnormalities. After being cautious for a long time, it became an instinct to get used to it.

Pei Xihe walked into the temple and threw a few pieces of gold and silver lumps made by hand into the merit box, which could be regarded as a show of shallow affection with Ming Linlang and the fox.

She stepped into the main hall, and the first thing she saw was a splendid golden Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue is majestic but loving, with pinched hands and true eyes, it seems to be pitying the world and judging the villains in the world, which shows that the skill of the person who carved the golden body is really ingenious.

In the eyes of others, the shining light of the Buddha statue is the golden reflection of the whole body, but in Pei Xihe's eyes, the light comes from the strange power of this Buddha statue.

She flipped through the memory of the Golden Crow inheritance, and finally knew what it was.

The power of belief in incense and the power of merit required by Ming Linlang are two different things, but they are often confused by practitioners. The former is condensed by the power of vows sincerely admired by living beings, which is a great influence on the improvement of cultivation. benefit.

The latter is bestowed by the upright and selfless way of heaven in the dark, doing good deeds, planting good causes, and the good fruits obtained are often ineffective for cultivation and advancement, but they can play a role in gathering and gathering energy, thereby enhancing energy. Luck, so that the owner often turns bad luck into good luck.

This is similar to Pei Xihe's ninety-nine fate, but fate is born, but merit can be accumulated.

Looking at the strong incense power gathered on the gold body of the Buddha statue, this kind of power cannot be taken away, it will only provide the source of faith. If you are more diligent, you may be able to nourish elves like tigers, and they must be the embodiment of good thoughts. It can also protect one party.

At that time, there will really be a Buddha in the dark to bless these mortals.

Suddenly, Pei Xihe looked at a place outside the temple, and disappeared there the next moment.

Her sudden disappearance caused some commotion, and Ming Linlang immediately cast a spell to make people around her forget this memory, and her figure also disappeared, leaving this place.

In a mountain forest, Pei Xihe's brows were mixed with a bit of coldness, and suddenly the mana in her palm surged away. The real fire of the sun, with the terrifying aura of burning everything, was condensed into a line of fire by her, calling the demon on the opposite side Xiu didn't dare to mess with him at all.

The demon cultivator was startled by the line of fire, and his figure suddenly retreated violently, and he had to withdraw his sharp claws to kill the white tiger below him.

The real body of this demon cultivator is an ape, which is similar to a human being. After reaching the Nascent Soul Consummation, he is only one step away from assimilating a god. The characteristics of an ape are much less, and he looks like a real human being with a little concealment.

Although Yaoxiu didn't know who she was, he only sensed the aura of mana on her body, and knew that this was Huashen Zun, and he should have retreated immediately, but the tiger was almost beheaded by him, but now it's so short, it's really It's not reconciled.

"I don't know who your lord is, but this tiger is the sinful tiger that the Golden Armored Demon King of the Demon Realm wants to kill. If it is possible, please do so."

Pei Xihe looked at the injured white tiger. Its pure white fur had long been stained red and white with blood, and there were also solidified black and purple blood scabs.

It's the White Emperor.