Now the monk of the dream relics knows why he feels a faint Buddha aura on Fengyi's body, because this Fengyi is also a Buddhist cultivator, and the realm is very profound, I am afraid that he is already about to become a Bodhisattva. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It seems that the poor monk is clumsy, in fact, when this donor bowed down the Buddha statue, I felt strange, and now I finally know, I am afraid that this benefactor is a powerful reincarnation."

Monk Mengyi smiled bitterly on his face, but in an instant, he 'revealed' a lewd look: "However, this has nothing to do with eating 'meat' and drinking, donors, let's go in!" ”

The monk Mengyi walked towards the restaurant as he spoke, and the second child of the restaurant saw the monk Mengyi, and immediately greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "Master Mengyi, this time you are here to eat again?" ”

"Hahaha, that's, that's, these guys are my Protestant friends, find us a nice private room."

"Okay!"

The four of Fengyi were dumbfounded, it was obvious that this dream monk often came here, otherwise he wouldn't be so familiar with Xiao Er, I really don't know how this guy cultivated to the body of King Kong!

Came to the private room, Fengyi sat down with the five of them, and soon, a pot of old wine and a plate of beef 'meat' were delivered, and the Mengyi monk's eyes immediately lit up, and he reached out and grabbed a few pieces of beef 'meat' and sent them to his mouth, and then picked up the wine jug and pecked it fiercely.

"Cool, cool, life has to eat wine and eat 'meat', that's called life, chanting scriptures to the Buddha statue every day, and the beak is about to fade out of the bird!"

I'll go!

Is this still a monk?

This girl is a muddy person!

"What kind of broken 'meat', I don't eat it!"

The little 'hairy' rat Fengtian glanced at the cow's 'meat' and said, then turned his head to Feng Yi and said, "Big brother, is there still Jiaolong's 'meat'?" Take it out to quench your cravings! ”

Hammer!

The wine jug fell to the ground, and the monk of Mengyi stared at the little 'hairy' mouse with a surprised face, and all the cow 'meat' in his mouth spit out and asked, "Brother, my good brother, what kind of 'meat' did you just say?" Jiaolong 'meat'? ”

The little 'hairy' rat Fengtian's eyes squinted: "Did I say that?" I didn't say it! ”

"Hmph, the poor monk obviously heard what you said, don't deny it!"

The Mengyi monk snorted coldly, immediately stood up, and followed Fengyi and the four of them were dumbfounded, only to see the Mengyi monk instantly knelt in front of the little 'hairy' rat Fengtian and begged: "Master, uncle, give a little Jiaolong 'meat' to the poor monk to taste, the poor monk has not eaten Jiaolong 'meat' What is the taste!" ”

Festival '', festival ''!

Feng Yi shook his head, and with a wave of his hand, a fist-sized piece of Jiaolong 'meat' appeared in front of the Mengyi monk, who didn't say a word, picked it up and ate it.

A rich aura accompanied by a demonic power came out from the Jiaolong 'meat' swallowed by the dream relic, which made the monk of the dream relict directly tremble, and then stared at the dragon 'meat' in his hand with bright eyes and said: "Miaozai, Miaozai, I didn't expect this Jiaolong 'meat' to be so delicious." ”

Crash!

Monk Mengyi directly pushed all the items on the table to the ground with one hand, and then asked at Fengyi: "Brother, if you have 'meat', of course you have to have wine, give alms to the poor monk!" ”

When the words landed, a pot of wine appeared in front of the Mengyi monk, it was the old wine that Fengyi got from Cai Xiaotian, and the Mengyi monk immediately pecked a mouthful, and his mouth kept smashing, looking like he was still unsatisfied.

After a while, a group of five people left from the restaurant, went straight to Qingliang Temple, Fengyi used a piece of dragon 'meat' and a pot of wine to buy the monk of Mengyi directly, about half an hour later, on a big mountain, a continuous temple stretched from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

This mountain is hundreds of thousands of zhang, and few mortals can enter the top of the mountain, but all the mortals who enter the top of the mountain are without exception people with great wisdom and courage and firm will, so such people have become monks of Qingliang Temple.

In the Buddha world, there are mostly mortals, because these people who cultivate Buddha need the prayers of these mortals to be able to increase their cultivation, especially those who are powerful, and the Buddha statues are all over the entire Buddha world.

Qingliang Temple can only be regarded as a small temple, Rao is like this, the people who enter the temple are also crowded, Fengyi and others did not fly up, but walked towards the top of Qingliang Temple on foot.

Hundreds of thousands of zhang high, but need to walk a distance of one million zhang, even so, Fengyi in the early morning three days later, came to the top of the mountain, since entering the Qingliang Temple, Fengyi can feel a Buddha power, the more up, the stronger the Buddha power.

If Feng Yi's Buddha power is strong enough, then he can completely improve his cultivation again, at least he can reach the third realm of the Dao body, in this way, even the Dao Source Realm is not his opponent, if he reaches the fourth and fifth levels, I am afraid that there are definitely not many people in the True Immortal Realm who can compete with Feng Yi.

Therefore, this is the thought that arose in Feng Yi's heart after seeing the Dream Relic Monk, that is, to study how to obtain more powerful Buddha power.

Feng Yi knows that the Buddha power generally comes from chanting and reading scriptures, but it is too slow to improve Buddha power in this way, and Feng Yi feels that these scriptures are likely to be hierarchical, for example, the chanting of scriptures obtained from the Bodhisattva, and the chanting of scriptures obtained from the Buddha are absolutely different.

This is like a pyramid, the person standing at the top of the pyramid will be worshiped by everyone below, the second layer is second, and the third layer is few, so Feng Yi wants to get the first-hand scriptures, so that he can quickly improve his cultivation, of course, all this is just a guess of Feng Yi, how it is, it still needs to be confirmed.

The scriptures in Feng Yi's hands now are all given to him by the dragon, the last time he went to destroy the Falling Sun Sect, the dragon was not in the Falling Sun Sect, and he didn't know where to go to Feng Yi, and some of the things that Feng Yi wanted to ask were not explained at all, and now he finally came to the Buddha realm, of course he couldn't leave.

On the top of the mountain, a temple, here is the top of Qingliang Temple, and the monk of Mengyi is also a monk of Qingliang Temple, according to Mengyi, the strongest people in the entire Qingliang Temple are three, one is the host, one is the elder, and one is his dream.

The host is an Arhat Void Fruit, and the elders are also Arhat Void Fruits, but the realm is slightly lower, when Fengyi came to the big 'door' of the temple, the big 'door' of the temple opened directly, as if he knew that Fengyi was coming.

"Amitabha, this donor, Qingliang Temple is not a place for you to find your roots, please leave!"

Feng Yi stood outside the big 'gate', and before he entered, a Buddha horn sounded in his ears, followed by an eviction order!

"When I came to your land, I looked up to you, not to mention that I traveled thousands of miles, without a trace of disrespect, and you didn't even see me, so you wanted to send me away, do you think you can do it?"

Fengyi immediately released a violent aura, and the terrifying divine sense immediately locked on the two old monks in the room, and at this moment, the two old monks' originally meditative bodies trembled suddenly, and they opened their eyes with a shocked face.

"Heavenly Dao monk, I didn't expect that the Heavenly Dao monk would be able to enter the Buddha realm, it seems that you are a person who is destined for my Buddha, since this is the case, it is better to worship under the 'door' of my Qingliang Temple and concentrate on cultivation!"

One of the two old monks, the Zen sound fell directly into Fengyi's ears.

"Then it's up to you to see if you have the ability!"

Feng Yi said, stepped into the temple, a strong Buddha power rushed to his face, Feng Yi sneered, just a finger lightly, the strong Buddha power was instantly collapsed.

"Monk, with a violent atmosphere, you still want to cultivate into the body of a bodhisattva, I'm afraid that your Arhat Void Fruit has come to an end in this life."

Feng Yi said, stretched out his hand and pointed a finger again, under this finger, a strong force went straight to the meditation room, if this was pointed, the meditation room would definitely collapse.

"To be forgiving and forgiving, the donor has gone a little too far!"

Finally, another old Zeng couldn't help but make a move, and the Buddha power, which was even more powerful than before, condensed into a figure, blocking Feng Yi's finger.

Feng Yi sneered: "Just because you also want to block my majesty." ”

The power of Feng Yi's finger suddenly doubled, directly penetrating the phantom and pointing on the meditation room.

Rumble!

The meditation room collapsed directly!

One of the two old monks in the meditation room directly spurted out a mouthful of blood, obviously injured under Feng Yi's finger.

"If you hurt me to host, how can I spare you!"

The other person, with a loud roar, directly sacrificed a Zen staff and slapped it at Feng Yi's head, Feng Yi understated, stretched out a finger and pointed at the Zen staff, and the Zen staff instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness.

"I came here, just to ask to borrow the scriptures to take a look, if the two masters insist on this, Hugh blames the master for not being polite, and directly demolishes your Qingliang Temple!"

Feng Yi's roar fell directly into the ears of the two old monks, and the two of them were shocked, knowing that they were not Feng Yi's opponents, but how could the scriptures be borrowed, not to mention that this person was still a cultivator of the Heavenly Dao, and it was impossible to lend them to Feng Yi.

"Amitabha, the poor monk knows that he is not the opponent of the benefactor, if he wants to kill or chop, listen to the respect, the scriptures are the treasures of my Buddha's 'door', and it is useless for you to go as a heavenly monk."

The abbot of Qingliang Temple opened his mouth and directly rejected Feng Yi's request, Feng Yi's eyes were cold, and a cold light flashed, and he was about to cut off the head of the old monk.

At this moment, a figure instantly appeared in front of the old monk, it was the dream monk who ate Fengyi's dragon 'meat' and drank the old wine that Fengyi brought from the earth.

"Donor, the host is the poor monk master, if the donor wants to kill my master, kill me first!"

The monk of Mengyi shouted at Fengyi with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and as soon as the abbot and the elder heard it, they knew that the monk of Mengyi had a 'friendship' with Fengyi, and now it depends on how Fengyi chooses.

"Monk Mengyi, you brought me here, I owe you a favor, forget it this time, but I want to borrow the scriptures to take a look, and I will definitely return it in three days, and the way of heaven can be learned!"

Feng Yi directly carried out the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao was something in front of him, Feng Yi just wanted to deceive the two old monks and take out the scriptures to show him.

"Amitabha, that's it, three days, return the scriptures!" q