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    Since he is so generous, does Da Leiyin Temple have the nerve to be stingy?

    More importantly, the power of Shifang Tianlongyin is astonishing, but after it is practiced, its power can vary.

    The stronger the spirit, the stronger the power of the Great Heavenly Dragon summoned, but if the spirit is not strong enough, the power of the Great Heavenly Dragon summoned is not strong enough.

    In today's world, in terms of spiritual strength, who is above me?

    Therefore, among the ten dragons singing from the ten directions, who can exert more power than himself?

    What's more, there are still restrictions on the realm of the person who performs the ten-direction dragon chant. In today's world, is there anyone who exceeds his own realm?

    Monk Chengyan involuntarily closed his eyes, and entered into a state of tranquility without moving.

    He fell into a trance and misty mood, and vaguely felt an invisible door leading to an inexplicable void.

    There is an inexplicable realization in the mind: This is the world of Tianlong, the world of Tianlong that can attract the power of Tianlong.

    He was suddenly excited, and then woke up.

    After waking up, I saw Fakong smiling

    "Is this the place?"

    "Uncle Master, did you feel it?"

    "I didn't expect this world to exist." Monk Chengyan murmured, still a little unbelievable.

    This broke his long-standing concept.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Uncle Master, have you always felt that the worlds in the ten directions mentioned in Buddhist scriptures are just interior scenes?"

    Monk Chengyan snorted and had no choice but to nod.

    Fakong said with a smile: "Buddhist scriptures say that people can't prove it, so they think it's a beautiful imagination, but some of the Buddhist scriptures are indeed interior scenes, and some are exterior scenes.  Cultivated and enlightened."

    The way of being and nothing, the way of emptiness, is the fundamental mystery, the mystery of which is only in a single thought, and outsiders cannot penetrate it.

    Only your own enlightenment will do.

    Monk Chengyan asked curiously: "Fakong, how did you find it?"

    Fakong said: "It has been clearly stated in the secret book. There are separate secret words of the Buddha's mantra. After reciting and reciting, one can sense the overlap of the world. Didn't the uncle read this secret book?"

    Monk Chengyan nodded: "It's been so many years, I almost forgot about it."

    An eloquent tome, too thick, I studied it when I was young, but now I have almost forgotten it.

    Especially the Buddha's mantra, the pronunciation is weird and difficult, and it is almost impossible to remember. It took a lot of effort to remember it, but it was quickly forgotten.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Then shall I pass on the Buddha's mantra to you, Master?"

    "No need, I'll go back and have a look." Monk Chengyan said: "There are copies of the secret scriptures in the temple."

    Since I showed Fakong this extraordinary skill, I naturally showed him the original scriptures. As for the disciples, after reading the original scriptures, they can read the transcripts in the temple.

    Fakong said with emotion: "Uncle, with such extraordinary achievements, why worry about the downfall of Daleiyin Temple?"

    "It's a pity that no one in the temple can practice it except you."

    "Master Uncle has mastered it now." Fakong said with a smile: "People who are at the same level as Master Uncle can't resist."

    Datianlongyin can only deal with people who are lower than his own realm.

    People of the same realm will not be affected much.

    And the ten-direction dragon chant is unbearable even at the same level.

    The ten-direction Tianlong chant is the power of the Tianlong world attracted, not its own power, but it must be sent out by borrowing the body.

    So there is no way to cross the border.

    But invincible at the same level.

    Monk Chengyan's eyes were burning, and he thought of the situation when he was standing in front of the steps of the Daleiyin Temple, and he let out a long cry, and the crowd tied their hands.

    Fakong laughed and said, "Uncle, you can pass it on to othersthen I will take my leave, and I won't thank the abbot face to face."

    "The abbot said that the Daxueshan sect is originally a family, so there is no need to be polite."

    "Then I won't be polite, let me leave."

    Fakong titheed and disappeared without a trace.

    Monk Chengyan looked at the place where he disappeared, lost his mind for a while, then turned around and hurried back to the temple.

    He first went to report to the abbot, but when he passed the training ground, he was stopped by the disciples again.

    They have barely stood up, and their injuries have recovered to a seven or eighty-eight degree. After all, they are only minor injuries caused by the shock of blood.

    They surrounded Monk Chengyan, asking questions in a hurry.

    "Master Uncle Chengyan, was it the Dragon of the Ten Directions just now?"

    "The melodious voice was still far away in the sky one moment, and suddenly came close the next moment.

    The dragon's chant rushed towards them like a raging wave, without giving them a chance to dodge, it poured directly into their bodies, making their blood turbulent and controlling their bodies.

    They all blushed as if they were drunk, and fell to the ground one after another, the sound of "bang bang" continued.

    In the blink of an eye, they had already fallen to the ground.

    After several breaths, the high-pitched dragon chant stopped abruptly.

    Monk Chengyan opened his eyes with emotion, looked at the people on the ground, smiled smugly, and laughed out loud.

    "Dragon chant from the ten directions!"

    "Dragon chant from the ten directions!"

    Everyone was amazed.

    The power of Monk Chengyan's ten-fang Tianlong chant was too far from that of Fakong, and he didn't mean to hurt people. He was afraid that the sound would disturb the temple if it was too loud.

    And the time was short, so they only suffered a little injury, and the injury did not hinder their speech.

    "Dragon chant from the ten directions, uncle, you have mastered it too!"

    Monk Chengyan smiled.

    I have really practiced the ten-direction dragon chant, and when I cast it, I captured that ethereal and mysterious breath in my mind, and the Buddha mantra poured into that place.

    A majestic and vast force gushed out from there, circulated in the body, and turned into an intense dragon chant.

    As soon as the thought moved, the entrance was cut off, so there was no need to worry about this majestic and vast power getting out of control.

    He was moved by the mystery of the chant of the dragons from the ten directions, and by the power of Fakong, who actually made himself able to practice this skill.

    Someone looked at him expectantly: "Uncle Shi, can we also do it?"

    "You" Monk Chengyan frowned.

    He thought for a while: "You start to meditate, feel my breath, and see if you can catch it."

    They were wounded on top of each other, exhausted, but they refused to let go of this good opportunity, so they all crawled or rolled, sat up straight with difficulty, and surrounded him.

    Monk Chengyan looked at them like this, shook his head with a broken smile, closed his eyes and began to meditate, feeling the ethereal breath.

    All the monks concentrated on sensing.

    Fifteen minutes later, Monk Chengyan opened his eyes and looked at them: "How?"

    "I sensed it!" said a handsome monk.

    "I sensed it too!" Another monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes laughed.

    The other monks shook their heads in disappointment.

    Monk Chengyan's confidence has greatly increased now: "If you can't sense it now, it means your cultivation level is not enough. If you continue to practice, you will always be able to sense it."

    "Yes!" The monks' spirits were lifted, their fighting spirit was high, and their excitement was uncontrollable.

    Monk Chengyan raised his head and looked into the distance, which was in the direction of King Kong Temple.

    It just so happened that Fakong was in the small courtyard of the old monk Huinan in Jingang Temple.

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