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Big Snow Mountain Chapter 3 Doubling

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    He looked up at the twilight sky.

    If this is the case, it means that if he accumulates a hundred years of life energy and burns the hundred years of life energy, he can become a top expert in an instant.

    Of course, with the aptitude of this body, even if one cultivates in the special state of the Kalachakra Pagoda, one may not be able to become a top master in a hundred years, and one needs more longevity.

    It is necessary to find the miraculous skills of changing the physique, cutting hair and washing the marrow, so as to improve the aptitude.

    What's more, the speed of accumulating longevity is too slow, adding 24 days a day and 24 years a year.

    More than four years, it is still too slow.

    He can't wait to become a top master immediately, no matter how safe the King Kong Temple is, it is not as safe as his own top martial arts.

    He returned to the wooden house and sat on the couch all night, thinking hard.

    One thought after another surged up, and one after another was annihilated.

    He didn't sleep all night, and at the moment when the Oriental Venus was shining, he had a flash of inspiration, and he sensed a way somewhere.

    This night he knew another wonderful use of this pagoda - storage.

    You can move things into the tower and send them out of the tower at will, without burning life yuan, and the time in the tower is still.

    He didn't care too much, longevity is the key.

    After breakfast the next day, he left Medicine Valley and came to Prajna Temple in King Kong Temple.

    Prajna Temple is a courtyard dedicated to the study and practice of Buddhism in King Kong Temple, where the elders of the temple are gathered.

    Most of these elders are over a hundred years old. When they reach the stage where they don't think their muscles and bones are capable, they ignore worldly affairs and specialize in Buddhism.

    According to Fakong's understanding, it is actually a nursing home.

    As soon as he stepped into the gate of Prajna Courtyard, he heard an angry roar: "Get out!"

    Immediately, a handsome and thin young monk ran out of the main hall without touching the ground. When he passed by Fakong, he glanced sideways at him.

    "Brother Fakong."

    The young monk smiled and clasped his hands together to tithe, but he didn't stop on his feet. After saying this, he disappeared at the door.

    "Junior Brother Fawu."

    Fakong returned the salute to the empty doorway.

    Because he was recruited by Yuan Zhi and entered the Vajra Temple since he was a child, he has a great seniority in the Dharma generation.

    Unless he is much older than him, most of the Fazi generation will call him senior brother.

    This Junior Brother Fawu is the number one person in the Fazi generation, with amazing comprehension, and a top-notch talent.

    "snort!"

    With a cold snort, a short and thin old monk came out of the hall, stood with his hands behind his back on the steps in front of the hall, and stared coldly at Fakong.

    The gray monk's robe was extra wide on him, like a child wearing an adult's clothes, making him even smaller.

    His snow-white eyebrows drooped to the corners of his eyes, making his face look even more rosy than a baby.

    The eyes shot out two cold lightning bolts that made people dare not look directly at them.

    "Master." Fakong said.

    Monk Huinan, Yuan Zhi's master, and of course his direct ancestor, is one of the key and closest people in King Kong Temple.

    Huinan was extremely dissatisfied with Yuan Zhi, the relationship between master and apprentice was tense, and the original owner only saw monk Huinan once, this was the second time.

    "What are you doing!" Huinan said coldly.

    Fakong said: "Master, I want to practice Buddhism."

    "Stop practicing martial arts?"

    "Master, I heard that there are two ways to achieve the Vajra, and they all lead to the same goal. I want to try another way."

    "Hey!" Huinan sneered.

    Fakong looked at him calmly.

    Huinan snorted, "You, it's good to grow medicine honestly."

    "Master, do you need enough aptitude to practice Buddhism?"

    "What do you think?"

    "Have I no hope at all?"

    Huinan curled her lips and beckoned, "Follow me."

    He walked down the steps, with his sleeves fluttering and his hands behind his back, and walked through the Moon Gate to a small courtyard.

    There are bamboo forests under the three walls, and the green bamboos sway gently.

    The courtyard is quiet and peaceful.

    A handsome little novice was sweeping the yard when Huinan swung him back.

    Huinan came to the small pavilion in front of the bamboo forest, sat down at the stone table, and pointed to the stone bench opposite him.

    Fakong paid a tithe, sat on the stone bench opposite him, and looked at him respectfully.

    "It seems that your master didn't tell you anything." Huinan shook his head: "This Yuanzhi"

    "Master told me not to think about cultivation and concentrate on researching medicinal materials."

    "Huinan sneered and entered the house, leaving only Fakong in the small pavilion.

    Fakong closed his eyes.

    In the azure blue and silent void, the Sanskrit sound stopped, and the Medicine Buddha, who had been closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes, neither sad nor happy, calm and serene.

    He looked up diagonally upwards.

    Large golden characters slowly emerged in the void, fist-sized and radiant.

    It is exactly the Vajra Sutra on the Bayeux, and the handwriting is exactly the same.

    After all the words of the Diamond Sutra appeared, Medicine Buddha slowly closed his eyes and murmured.

    The Sanskrit sound floated again.

    Fakong listened attentively, and what he was reciting was the Diamond Sutra.

    When the Diamond Sutra was recited to the last word, one of the large golden characters floating in the sky turned into a golden flower bone, the size of a fist.

    After reciting the Diamond Sutra for the second time, another golden character turned into a budding flower

    When the last golden character turned into a flower bud, all the flower buds suddenly converged and merged together, blooming into a huge golden lotus.

    The golden light shines brightly, illuminating the void.

    This golden lotus floated slowly towards the Medicine Buddha, and stuck to the lotus seat of the Medicine Buddha.

    Suddenly the lotus seat rose, from one floor to two floors, with eighteen petals on the first floor and nine petals on the second floor.

    The treasured image of the Medicine Master Buddha became more and more solemn, and he recited the "Medicine Master Sutra". After the recitation, two drops of nectar fell from the sky at the same time.

    He withdrew his mind and a smile appeared on his face.

    From then on, you can get forty-eight days of life yuan a day!

    What a Diamond Sutra, it is really wonderful!

    If a Buddhist scripture adds a layer of lotus flowers and a drop of rain, then reading a few more Buddhist scriptures can add countless layers to the lotus seat, and increase life expectancy by more than one hundred years in one day?

    The ultimate master can be achieved in an instant!

    Thinking of this, he smiled even wider.

    PS: If there is no accident, it will be updated at 12:00 and 19:00 every day.
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