Zhan Chen understood his mood and comforted him on the side: "Mage, everything is over, let's go say hello first." ”

"Good, good. Renguang wiped away his tears and walked in the direction of the temple. When the two of them came to the gate of the temple, they were stopped by the monks who were patrolling outside, and they looked at Renguang suspiciously and asked, "How did you two enter the secret realm of my sect?"

Ren Guang first made a Buddhist salute to them, and then said, "Everyone, I am the elder of your sect, Ren Guang, and I have this token as proof. He took a gold medal from his bosom and handed it to the monks.

Those monks took the gold medal and looked at it carefully, they were all shocked, and hurriedly saluted him, saying, "Elder, please forgive the disciple for being rude, I don't even recognize you!"

Renguang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not your fault, it's been thousands of years since I left the temple, and you all joined my sect later, so naturally you don't recognize me." ”

"Hurry in, let's go and report this matter to the elders of the sect immediately. Several monks hurriedly welcomed Zhan Chen and Renguang into the temple's welcome hall, while the others left to report to the elders.

The two waited in the reception hall for a while, and another old monk walked in, that person also had the cultivation of the first level of the Ming Law, he was very excited when he saw Renguang, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him, shouting: "Senior Brother Renguang, is it really you?!"

Renguang hugged him excitedly and shouted, "Senior Brother Renku, it's me, I'm back!"

"Great! Since you covered the retreat of our large army, we haven't found you again, and we thought you had been poisoned by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!"

"Yes, I almost died, just like the other disciples who covered your retreat, it's just that Qiao hated heaven and saw that I still had some use, and kept me alive. ”

"Qiao hates the sky, it's too hateful, although our Buddha Sect has always been compassionate, but this demon has to be removed, but unfortunately I don't have the strength!" Ren bitter gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, senior brother, I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought of it, Qiao Haotian is dead, and the person who killed him is by my side, it is this Zhan Chen brother, and I was also rescued by him. Renguang said.

"Oh?" Ren Ku looked at Zhan Chen on the side, and wondered: "This is impossible, this little brother's cultivation is the same as ours, how can he kill Qiao Hattian?"

Zhan Chen replied: "I relied on some means, but Qiao Hatian was indeed killed by me, I believe it won't be long before you can learn the news of Qiao Hatian's death." ”

"Amitabha, if this is the case, it is really the blessing of my Buddha sect and the blessing of the people in the world!" Ren sighed bitterly.

At this time, Ren Guang noticed that the robe on his senior brother was different, and asked, "Senior brother, your robe-"

Ren bitterly smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, junior brother, now I am the presiding officer of the Buddha Sect. ”

"What about the original presiding officer, Senior Brother Renming?"

"Senior Brother Renming was seriously injured after that battle, and he passed away soon after, and I was the only one left in the sect who was a strong person in the Enlightenment Realm to support the façade, so I was the host. ”

"How could it be—Senior Brother Renming can have a mid-level cultivation of the Ming Fa!"

"Alas, all this is true. Now that you're back, it's really gratifying, if it's really as you said, Qiao Hattian is dead, and the dragons of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect have no leader, then we will have a bright future. ”

At this moment, Zhan Chen took out the secret book of "Wuxiang Shengong" from the storage ring, handed it to Renku, and said, "I can finally complete Master Zhiyuan's entrustment and return this Buddhist internal gong to its original owner." ”

Renku took the scriptures and looked at them, and was stunned for a moment, and then his hands holding the scriptures began to tremble, and he muttered: "This, isn't this the "Wuxiang Shengong", which is written by Patriarch Bodhidharma himself, one of the highest internal skills of our Buddhism?!"

Ren Guang stepped forward, stroked the scriptures with both hands, and said, "It's really "Wuxiang Shengong" and it's a full set, Zhan Chen, you didn't lie to me!"

Zhan Chen smiled and nodded, I'm afraid he couldn't fully understand the deep feelings of these two old men for this scripture, but he felt that a heavy burden on his body had been lifted.

After a long time, Ren Ku reacted, and he thanked Zhan Chen: "Lord Zhan, I really can't express my gratitude to you, what do you want to get, just ask, as long as our Buddha can do it, we will definitely meet your needs to repay your great kindness." ”

Zhan Chen smiled: "My reward has already been received. ”

"Oh? What does that mean. Ren asked puzzled.

"Hehe, this "Wuxiang Shengong" has been practiced by me, and I have also reached the realm of body immortals mentioned by Patriarch Bodhidharma with the help of it, so I am also a disciple of the patriarch and a half-Buddhist person. ”

"You—You can actually reach the realm of body immortals?!" Ren Ku was surprised.

"Yes, what?"

"War donor, you don't know this "Phaseless Divine Skill" Although he took another path, but all the monks who comprehended him, none of them were able to go to the end, because they couldn't bear the pain of this exercise, so they gave up halfway, and it was difficult to succeed in cultivation without great perseverance, and the situation of Bodhidharma Patriarch was too special, he held an inferior spiritual root, and he couldn't take the path of immortals at all, so he would take the path of body immortals, and we later joined the disciples of Buddhism, and most of them eventually chose to take the path of immortals, so over time, "Wuxiang Shengong" It was shelved and became a classic book that no one cares about in our Buddhism, but its status and significance to our Buddhism are beyond doubt, so the major elders of our Buddhism finally made a decision to completely seal it in the top floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, without the unanimous consent of the abbot and the major elders, it cannot be approached and read it. ”

"However, this situation was finally broken, and the opportunity was the invasion of our sect by the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, thousands of years ago, our Buddhist sect was destroyed, and this book was also lost in the war. ”

Zhan Chen listened to his words, so he told Master Zhiyuan about escorting the fragment of "Wuxiang Shengong" to the Beihai Continent and opening a temple to preach the scriptures, and finally said: "I was also inspired by Master Zhiyuan to cross the ocean, reach the Wanfa Continent, and collect a full set of secret books of divine skills. ”

Ren pondered for a moment and said: "Zhiyuan, this should be the monk of the 'Zhi' generation of my temple, and he is also the lowest disciple of our Buddhist sect. ”

"Now that I have sent the "Phaseless Divine Skill", I can be regarded as having fulfilled the entrustment of Master Zhiyuan, and I can leave without regrets. ”

Ren hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Zhan Bene, do you really have no requirements?"

Zhan Chen suddenly thought of something, so he said, "If I have to say one, it is whether I can go to the place where Patriarch Mo used to retreat to observe?"

"This-" Renku and Renguang glanced at each other, as if hesitating.

"It's inconvenient. Zhan Chen smiled.

"No, I have met this request, and now I, the host, have decided to do it without authorization, I believe that Senior Brother Renguang will not object, right?"

Renguang shook his head and said, "The request of the war donor is not excessive. ”

Ren smiled bitterly and said, "Master Zhan, come with me." ”

"Good. Zhan Chen nodded excitedly, and then left the welcome hall with Renku, Renguang, and the three of them crossed the avenue and path until they came to a mountain outside the temple, this mountain peak is not high, only more than 3,000 meters, but it has an extraordinarily aura, the mountain is full of trees, and the stream shuttles, which is pleasing to the eye.

Renku pointed to the mountain to Zhan Chen and said: "This mountain is named by the Bodhidharma Patriarch himself, called Prajna Mountain, the patriarch once said that 'Prajna' is the righteousness of great wisdom, I think he is here to participate in meditation and practice, must be to comprehend the great wisdom, great merit, here is a holy place of our Buddhism, only the presiding officers of the past dynasties can enter it to comprehend the Dharma, today the donor sent us the secret book of "Wuxiang Shengong", we should be flexible for you. ”

Only then did Zhan Chen understand why when he mentioned just now that he was going to observe the cultivation of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, both Renku and Renguang had hesitation on their faces.

There were many monks guarding the foot of the mountain, and they said to them with great kindness, "This war benefactor has been very kind to our Buddhist sect, and I have promised him to enter it to observe and practice, so get out of the way." ”

"Yes!" the monks replied, making way for Zhan Chen.

Zhan Chen took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, and then with a pilgrimage-like mood, he embarked on the road into the mountain, and when he walked halfway up the mountain, he found a huge cave, and there was a huge stone erected at the entrance of the cave, and two vigorous and powerful characters "King Kong" were written on it.

"This should be the retreat place of Patriarch Bodhidharma. Zhan Chen walked into the cave, and the cave was inlaid with night pearl lighting every other section, so he didn't feel dim, he walked out about a hundred meters, and came to the end of the road - a huge cave with a radius of three hundred zhang.

The interior of the cave was simply furnished, only some daily necessities and furniture were casually displayed, but Zhan Chen's eyes suddenly focused on the surrounding stone walls, and he was deeply shocked.

Because the stone wall is carved with portraits of people, lines of words, dense, dazzling, although they have stood the test of time for a long time, but still shine brightly, exude endless mystery, and these are undoubtedly the precious wealth left by the Bodhidharma Patriarch.