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- The speed of Ma Yunteng's flight gradually increased, and he took a few hand gestures from time to time. Feng Zhuozhen seemed to be unable to perceive his existence. After a short time, Ma Yunteng walked into a stone cave. The stone cave is about ten feet away, and it is basically circular. There is obviously a passage on the opposite side of the stone cave that continues to go deep.
There are still two people in the cave, two practitioners surnamed Feng and Wang. The two have separated, and they are wandering around the cave like headless flies. Ma Yunteng was not far away from them, and both of them turned a blind eye to them. Sometimes they passed by each other, and they seemed to be ignorant, but they all had anxious expressions on their faces.
Ma Yunteng knew that the two had been trapped by the maze. With their current cultivation base, if no outsiders came to rescue them, it would be a matter of time before they were trapped in the maze. After reading a few hand formulas, he went straight through the grotto and walked in. The two practitioners will not be in any danger for the time being.
After walking not far in the cave, Ma Yunteng showed a smile on his face. As he expected, there was indeed a killing formation inside the maze. There are detailed introductions in the cultivation method, which can be regarded as an extremely powerful formation in the practice world. Thinking of this, Ma Yunteng's heart suddenly moved. But he shook his head again, and then walked inside.
After a while, suddenly the sound of wind and thunder rose faintly in front of him. Ma Yunteng took a few spells casually, and continued to move forward without any scruples. The sound of wind and thunder faded away, and the formation seemed to be unable to sense his existence.
Not far away, there was another grotto, and Ma Yunteng walked in. This grotto is about the same size as the one just now. Looking around, there is nothing in the grotto. The golden sword is on the upper left of the grotto, and a small golden sword is faintly shown turning, in a corner on the right. , there was a skeleton.
Ma Yunteng flew over slowly, the skeleton was sitting on the ground, leaning against the stone wall behind, beside it was a red flying sword, which should have been used in his lifetime, and a small jade bottle, obviously he had not broken through the golden strike formation, He was severely injured by the formation and died in the formation.
Ma Yunteng glanced around, and saw a few lines of small characters on the ground, obviously carved on the stone by this person before he was born in Sangong. Coveting treasures, abandoning his wife and children in vain, and hating him for it!"
Ma Yunteng was silent in his heart, thinking of the conversation between the two practitioners just now, this Wang Xuejian should be the father of the practitioner surnamed Wang. It is when you are often powerless that you truly understand what is most important to you.
Ma Yunteng didn't delay much, and didn't move the flying sword jade bottle left on the ground, and went straight through the grotto and walked in.
After walking a short distance, a stone tablet appeared in front of him. The stone tablet was as tall as a person, and it was integrated with the stone cave. On it was written three large characters Yanbodong. Ma Yunteng was startled, and suddenly he finally understood what this place was. This time baol*aixsw .com Zhang Si
A few lines of large characters were engraved on the stone wall next to the stele, and the large characters penetrated into the stele, obviously not carved by ordinary knives. Look carefully, it is a poem.
Uninhibited false feelings, happy intentions and hatred,
All hearts see through the worries of the world of mortals,
? What you do is strong against everything
Smile for it and rest your mind.
After reading it a few times, Ma Yunteng showed a knowing smile. This is a typical Tibetan acrostic poem. The first word of each line forms a sentence. It seems to announce to the practitioners who come here that all of these are important. It is "doing something extraordinary". 强牺 baolaixsw.com 读牺
When Ma Yunteng's master, Xinfan, was still a practitioner, he practiced in a small sect. Once, the sect offended a big gang because of a trivial matter, and suffered a lot of humiliation before finally surviving. That incident shocked Xinfan a lot, and his personality changed a lot. Since then, he changed his name to Jiufan, visited famous mountains and rivers, visited famous teachers, and practiced hard.
The reason why this name was chosen was because Xinfan counted the troubles in his heart at that time, there were nine in total, and then he replaced them with Fanny, named Jiufan, and later the practice circle called it Jiufan Shenjun. By chance, Xinfan After obtaining the Heavenly Scripture of Cultivation Techniques, his practice has reached a higher level. At that time, many of his troubles have been solved, and his name has been changed to Sanfan.
Later, the master Xinfan finally broke through the limit and entered the tenth return to the Yuan stage. Ascension was imminent, but he never forgot the humiliation of the year, so he changed his name to Yifan and returned to the practice world. After the incident, the master's name has been changed to 'Uncommon', but I didn't expect the root of the disaster to be planted, and then it was severely damaged by the four factions, and then it was rebuilt later.?A man of the same generation stood up from the stone and gave a salute.
"Master, you don't have to be polite, the junior is also entrusted by others."
He didn't say that Xinfan was his master, not because he was afraid of getting into trouble, but because it was unnecessary. 强牺 baolaixsw.com 读牺
Hearing this, the monk opened his eyes again, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Due to a coincidence, the younger generation met the senior who imprisoned the master back then, and I was entrusted by him to lift the restriction of the master."
After finishing speaking, Ma Yunteng looked up at Zen Master Danchong.
The monk didn't seem to have a special expression after listening to it, he seemed neither happy nor angry, and read softly and slowly in his mouth:
"Life is dust-free, deprivation is non-existent, joy and hatred, choosing one and hurting, the spirit is fundamental, but insane but crazy, the way of heaven is self-disciplined, and the wind and dust are self-sustaining"
After reading for a long time, Zen Master Danchong stopped and looked at Ma Yunteng again.
"Did that senior go through the catastrophe and become a fairy body?" At this time ba ola ix*sw.*com Zhang Si
Ma Yunteng nodded, and Chan Master Danchong also nodded slightly.
"The Lord Buddha is merciful. If the old monk can ascend to the ascension in the future, he should personally thank that senior."
After Ma Yunteng listened, there was a little strange color on his face, he hesitated for a while, and said:
"Master, the senior who imprisoned you is now extremely powerful. It is said that he is well-known in the fairy world. The master is a master of Buddhism. The younger generation feels that the enemy should be solved rather than tied."
Ma Yunteng was in a hurry, what he said was actually very blunt. Master Xinfan's magic power at this time is no less than that of the four heavenly kings of the fairy world. If this Zen master Danchong really seeks trouble with his master after his ascension, he may have finally cultivated into a fairy body, but What awaits him may still be a longer imprisonment.
The monk smiled faintly, as if he didn't care, his eyes gradually became distant and drifting, and after a while, he said softly:
"Before the old monk was imprisoned, although he was in the Buddhist sect, he was obsessed with Taoism practice and astrology divination, but he had little study of Buddhism, and he was quite deserted. Later, he was captured by the senior and imprisoned here.
But at the beginning of the imprisonment, the old monk did not let go of the world of mortals, and his body and mind were controlled by resentment, which lasted for nearly a thousand years. After a thousand years, the resentment gradually disappeared, but the hostility gradually became stronger. I can't get rid of the poison of anger and resentment. I feel ashamed when I think about it, and I don't know how much time was wasted because of it. "
Having said that, the old monk sighed slightly, but his expression was still extremely calm.
"One day, when the old monk was bored, he recalled the Buddhist scriptures he usually memorized and recited them slowly. These scriptures that he had memorized for a long time gave the old monk an experience he had never had before. I experienced a wonderful realm that I had never seen before, and finally understood cause and effect. I recalled that the old monk was obsessed with Taoism and astrology, which caused the jade beads to be stained and lost their light. I couldn't help sweating profusely. Punishment, secondly, is guided by the Lord Buddha, it is the great fortune of the old monk to escape from the sea of ??suffering and gain a glimpse of the Dao."
Hearing this, Ma Yunteng was suddenly surprised to find that just now Chan Master Danchong was still in the mid-level of the seventh level of transcendence, but now he has jumped into the eighth level of spiritual tranquility. And the cultivation seems to be still growing.
The old monk didn't seem to notice this, but continued:
"Just now the old monk said that if he can really ascend to the Dao, he will thank that senior. He didn't talk about it. You can rest assured as a practitioner."
After speaking, he took a look at Ma Yunteng, only to find that the practice world was looking at him in amazement, he couldn't help but stare blankly, and then he checked briefly, and couldn't help but be stupefied, but Chan Master Danchong didn't pay too much attention to these things, but Focus on Ma Yunteng again. .
The monk's white eyebrows were slightly frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at Ma Yunteng repeatedly, as if his doubts were even stronger.
"Cultivator, sit next to me and let me have a look." Zhida z.com Zhixiao
Ma Yunteng was secretly vigilant, but after careful observation, Chan Master Danchong had no malicious intentions, so he didn't hesitate anymore, got up and sat down in front of the monk. Chan Master Danchong frowned, looked carefully, his expression became more and more strange, and finally let out a long sigh.
"The old monk has studied astrology hard, and he is confident that he has a lot of experience in divination, but the old monk can't see clearly the future and fortune of the benefactor. It seems that he is destined to experience turbulent waves and ups and downs in his life. The benefactor wants to do it himself!"
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