In the heart gate, the Scripture Pavilion!

Wang Xiong sat on the ground, in front of him was a copy of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, Wang Xiong suppressed the restlessness in his heart in the rapid comprehension and reading.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty,............!"

Wang Xiong read, looking at the scriptures, and quickly comprehending it.

Wang Xiong's heart was extremely uncomfortable, in fact, Wang Xiong also understood that Lan Liyan saved himself with his 'body', he definitely didn't want himself to be so decadent, and he hoped that he could live well, but in Wang Xiong's heart, he couldn't get over his own hurdle.

Pain, incomparably painful in my heart!

Wang Xiong's speed of reading the scriptures became faster and faster.

"Whoa!"

A large number of scriptures on the bookshelf were pulled down by Wang Xiong, and in front of Wang Xiong, more than ten scriptures were immediately flattened, Wang Xiong never forgot them, and swept them at a glance, but all the internal scriptures were remembered in his heart.

Just as Shakya said, Wang Xiong's Buddha nature is unheard of, just three days, behind Wang Xiong's head, suddenly a circle of light appeared, not the Great Sun Chakra, but a circle of light cast by the Buddha's light. Although the light was dim, outside the Scripture Pavilion, countless monks suddenly changed their faces and looked in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion in astonishment.

"This is, Luo Han Guo bit?" A monk exclaimed.

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Shakya also looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in surprise, and there was another blue-haired man standing next to him, the man's fairy wind bones, which looked extremely mysterious.

"Shakyamuni, this person is extraordinary, how long have you taught him the Dharma? Have you already comprehended the Arhat Fruit Position? The blue-haired man looked at Shakya curiously.

"Medicine Buddha, I want to say, I only gave him a Diamond Sutra and nothing else, are you credible?" Shakya laughed.

"What do you mean, apart from the Diamond Sutra, he has only been in contact with the Dharma for three days?" Medicine Buddha said in amazement.

"Amitabha!" Shakya nodded.

"Such Buddha nature and understanding are unheard of! Not under you and me! Medicine Buddha sighed.

"yes!" Shakya nodded.

"In this world, except for Amitabha Buddha, I'm afraid, there is no one who can compare with this person's Dharma, and he has attained the Arhat Fruit Rank in three days?" Medicine Buddha sighed.

"No, you're wrong, there's another person I once met!" Shakya said solemnly.

"Oh? One more? "Medicine Buddha is a little unbelieving.

"Yes, there is another person, it is Wang Xiong's brother, the Great Mad Heavenly Emperor, Emperor Jun! He entered my Suo Po world, Da Lei Yin Temple, I borrowed his scriptures to comprehend, and it only took two days to get the Arhat fruit position! Shakya explained.

"Two days?" Medicine Buddha was surprised.

Shakya nodded: "This Wang Xiong, because he was disturbed by the heart tribulation, it only took three days, otherwise it should be faster!" ”

"Three days, it's incredible enough, if you become a poor monk and start all over again, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for three days when you reach the Arhat fruit level!" Medicine Buddha sighed.

Shakya looked in the direction of the Scripture Pavilion and nodded with a sigh.

In the Scripture Pavilion, Wang Xiong had already read all the scriptures on the first floor, but he was still depressed in his heart, and stepped up to the second attic.

The attic on the second floor is also lined with scriptures.

Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there are still all kinds of pavilion monks, but it seems to have been explained by Shakya, for the appearance of Wang Xiong, no one dares to disturb, all quietly turned into sculptures, standing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

With a flip of his hand, the scriptures of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion were quickly revealed in front of Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong had no distractions, suppressed his heartache, and quickly took a closer look.

This look is two days, two days later, Wang Xiong's body is full of golden light, and the Buddha light behind his head has turned into a colored circle of light, which instantly illuminates the second-floor Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"The Bodhisattva of the First Land?" A Tibetan Scripture Pavilion monk stared at him in astonishment.

At this moment, none of the gods and monks could not help it, because the gods and monks watched Wang Xiong on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and comprehended the Arhat fruit position. It's only been two days? From the Arhat Fruit Rank to the Bodhisattva Fruit Rank?

Although it is only the most basic primordial bodhisattva, it only took two days for this person? Two days?

A group of gods and monks are profound in Buddhism and have a superb understanding, but even so, it took a long time to realize the Arhat fruit position, and for the Bodhisattva fruit position, I know how difficult it is, many gods and monks have been many years, or stuck on the Arhat fruit position, how can they not realize the Bodhisattva fruit position, but Wang Xiong did it in two days?

This, where did this demon come from? No, where did the holy monk come from? Two days?

Outside the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Shakya and Medicine Buddha glanced at each other, and Medicine Buddha looked disbelieving.

"Shakyamuni, are you sure you haven't given him a hint of the Dharma? Can he attain the bodhisattva status just by virtue of the scriptures? Medicine Buddha looked incredulous.

"Amitabha!" Shakya clasped his hands together, and although he did not explain, he affirmed the result.

"This is impossible, apart from you, me and Amitabha, there can't be anyone who can do it!" Medicine Buddha frowned.

"No, you're wrong, I said earlier, Dijun, so is he!" Shakya shook his head.

"Oh?" Medicine Buddha was slightly stunned.

"Dijun, Taiyi? I'm afraid the future of the Dharma of the two of them is not below you and me! Shakya sighed.

Hidden in the Golden Pavilion.

Wang Xiong did not suppress the discomfort in his heart on the second floor, looked at the scriptures on the second floor, and went directly to the third floor.

On the third floor, the monks who were still sculptural before, suddenly became extremely respectful, took a volume of scriptures for Wang Xiong, placed them in the center, and helped Wang Xiong turn the pages.

The gods and monks still have great respect for the enlightened holy monks. In particular, this kind of natural saint, accompanied by the gods and monks, seems to be able to be inspired by the enlightenment of the natural saint, and is extremely respectful.

Two days, two days later, Wang Xiong's body was full of Buddha's light, illuminating the Tibetan scripture pavilion on the third floor.

"Two Earth Bodhisattvas?" All the gods and monks exclaimed.

Two days later, Wang Xiong finished reading the scriptures on the third floor and stepped on the fourth floor, and another two days passed.

"Three Bodhisattvas?" The eyes of the gods and monks became hotter and hotter.

Two more days later.

"The Bodhisattva of the Four Lands?"

Two more days later.

"The Bodhisattva of the Five Lands?"

"The Bodhisattva of the Six Lands?"

"The Bodhisattva of the Seven Lands?"

"Eight Earth Bodhisattvas?"

"Nine Earth Bodhisattvas?"

"Ten Earth Bodhisattvas?"

When Wang Xiong finished reading the scriptures in the eleventh floor of the Scripture Pavilion, the Buddha light around him was already full of light.

Not only is the thirteen-story Tibetan Scripture Pavilion illuminated, but even outside the Scripture Pavilion, there is also a golden light shining on the world.

In the heart gate, countless monks, monks, and arhats all worship the place of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Medicine Buddha and Shakya also looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with golden light in front of them, and there was also a sigh in their eyes.

"Twenty-three days, the Bodhisattva of the Ten Lands? The highest fruit position in the bodhisattva realm? The heart is a way, but it is a rare understanding! Medicine Buddha sighed.

"Yes, Bodhisattva of the Ten Lands? He has now entered the twelfth floor of the attic, and in the twelfth floor of the attic, it is not for the Bodhisattva to attain enlightenment, it is the sutra of the Buddha's fruition, the sutra of you and I to become a Buddha, all hidden in the last two layers! Shakya sighed.

"I don't know if he can continue to realize the Buddha's fruition!" Medicine Buddha said solemnly.

"Emperor Jun has come to his senses!" Shakya sighed.

"Oh?" Medicine Buddha was slightly stunned.

However, your Excellency the Tibetan scriptures, countless monks sat cross-legged, chanting scriptures in their mouths, one by one, as if spitting out a 'swastika' character text, countless monks chanting the scriptures and spitting out the 'swastika' character text, in the sky above the Tibetan scripture pavilion, formed a huge 'swastika' character, in order to block the heavenly demons from disturbing, for Wang Xiong's protector.

Almost all the monks from the heart gate came, chanting in anticipation of the birth of a new Buddha.

This is also a great moment for the heart gate, twenty-three days, from ordinary people, enlightened Arhat status, and even more straight to the ten earth bodhisattvas, this is in the minds of monks, what a myth.

Wang Xiong went to the twelfth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there was not even a monk from the Arhat Realm who dared to come up, only the holy monks of the Bodhisattva Realm, who were reading a lot of scriptures for Wang Xiong, and the holy monks of the Bodhisattva Realm were extremely pious and translated the scriptures for Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong seemed to be accustomed to this way, and at this moment, trying to look at every word in the scriptures, the mysteries were abnormal, and Wang Xiong's powerful soul quickly comprehended.

The twelve-story scriptures were read in two days, but this time, Wang Xiong was not promoted.

The gods and monks didn't bother, but just stood aside and watched Wang Xiong sit cross-legged.

I saw that Wang Xiong sat cross-legged, it was seven days, and after seven days, a group of gods and monks suddenly smelled a wonderful fragrance, and at the same time, the void in all directions was full of illusory golden lotuses.

The golden lotus bloomed, blooming countless Buddha lights, and a 'swastika' character appeared in Wang Xiong's cross-legged sitting, and suddenly appeared in the sky, beyond the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and turned into a huge golden lotus appearance. Bursts of Buddha sounds suddenly appeared in the void.

"Void sandalwood, earth gushing golden lotus, Buddha light shining? This is, Buddha's fruition? A holy monk couldn't hold back any longer and said in astonishment.

Nine days? No, the time for enlightenment is only seven days? Enlightenment and Buddhahood?

The holy monks suddenly had a feeling of being tired, they were also cultivating Buddha, why was the gap so big?

O Buddha? This layman, in a month, did it? Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha? That's just an exaggeration. That Buddha only has a Buddha heart, not a Buddha fruition.

Cultivating Buddha is cultivating the mind, the monks and holy monks of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is not the state of mind has already been enlightened into a rock? However, in this rock-like state of mind, he was actually stirred up by Wang Xiong's speed of enlightenment.

Buddha? Wang Xiong?

Wang Xiong has learned so much, and the depression in his heart has dissipated, although he is not looking for death and life at this moment, but the pain in his heart has not been eliminated, and it is still painful.

Wang Xiong was slightly bitter and stood up.

The surrounding holy monks got out of the way, and Rong Wangxiong stepped onto the last attic.

This is the highest attic, but no one follows it anymore, and the eyes of all the holy monks are full of reverence when they look at Wang Xiong. This last layer is not something anyone can step into.

Wang Xiong stepped up the stairs of the thirteenth-story attic.

Outside the Scripture Pavilion, Shakya also slowly walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

"This teacher!"

"Meet the Master!"

"This teacher!"

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When the gods and holy monks saw Shakya, they bowed respectfully and called the teacher.

Shakya nodded, slowly stepped into the Scripture Pavilion, stepped onto the upper floor of the Scripture Pavilion layer by layer, and walked towards the last attic where Wang Xiong went.

When the holy monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion saw Shakya coming up, they saluted one after another and got out of the way.

Wang Xiong stepped into the thirteenth-floor attic.

I thought that there were a large number of scriptures in the attic on the thirteenth floor, but when I reached the thirteenth floor, Wang Xiong was surprised to find that there were no scriptures at all on the thirteenth floor.

An empty piece, with only one word written on one wall!

"Heart?" Wang Xiong looked dazed.