In a sacred mountain range, there are golden Buddhist scriptures manifesting, emitting brilliance and roaring sounds, and there are various symbols blooming, as if there is a big Buddha chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Zhang Jian hid in the mountains, looking at this vision, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

In order to avoid the Scarlet Demon God, he ran wildly all the way, and now he doesn't know where he is.

By the time he reacted, he was already in the mountains.

"What kind of place is this? There are Buddhist scriptures!"

Zhang Jian's heart was shocked, puzzled, he looked up, in the sacred mountain, the Buddhist scriptures flipped over, jumping out one symbol after another, there was the breath of Tao on it, carrying complex mysteries, untouchable. "It's impossible to find Miaotian Goddess and Su Yingxue now, and there are many disciples in the Haoyue Divine Palace here, among which there are many strong people in the small god realm, if I wander around, I'm afraid not only will I not be able to find them, but even the monthly cards and qualifications

Taken away!"

Zhang Jian hid in the mountain range, his divine thoughts were scattered, and there was a blank all around, and there was no breath of others.

But the more this is the case, the more Zhang Jian doesn't dare to act rashly, after all, the strength of his small god realm triple is too unguaranteed here.

Swish!

The Buddha's light emanated from his hand, Zhang Jian opened his palm, and the relics lay quietly in his palm.

"This place is dangerous, refining this relic first, only strength is the greatest reliance!"

This relic, first Jin Yunzi and the Demon Wing Giant God competed for, and then Miaotian Goddess and Su Yingxue joined, and now it is in his hands.

Zhang Jian didn't plan to return it, there are crises everywhere in this Brahma realm, and there are treasures everywhere, and whoever gets it will be who's.

"Let's refine it first!"

Zhang Jian sat cross-legged, holding the relics in his hands, running the Dharma Sutra, and began to absorb the pure Buddha power in the relics.

The relics are left behind by the Buddhist masters after they sit down, containing their Buddha intentions and pure Buddha power.

It is one of the purest energies in the world and can be absorbed.

Moreover, Zhang Jian is running the Dharma Sutra, which is the supreme cultivation method of Buddhism.

Suddenly, Buddha power poured into Zhang Jian's body, wandering his limbs, turning into a warm current, more like light, illuminating Zhang Jian's internal organs.

Om Mi Bei coax!

The six-character mantra sounded around Zhang Jian's body, and he sat cross-legged, with a solemn appearance, like a big Buddha.

There are also visions such as golden springs gushing from the ground and falling from the sky, which set off Zhang Jian, like an ancient Buddha.

Buzzing!

In the mountains, the peculiar golden Buddhist scriptures, as if they were sensitive, actually danced the pages of the book, like a butterfly, flying towards Zhang Jian.

At this time, Zhang Jian was refining the relics, and he didn't know the changes in the Buddhist scriptures at all.

Soon the Buddhist scriptures came to the top of Zhang Jian's head, turning the pages with a bang, the sound was like a flood of bells, and it was like a stick drinking, turning into a golden light, directly submerging into the top of Zhang Jian's head.

Bang!

"Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where is the dust!"

The sound of the Buddha shook and turned into golden characters, appearing in Zhang Jian's sea of knowledge, rumbling and shaking the soul, and it also attracted the Buddha power in Zhang Jian's body, making the Buddha power as bright as the sun and gathering in the sea of knowledge.

"Mahayana Buddhism: Bodhicitta Sutra!"

Zhang Jian's heart was shocked, he had already learned the origin of this golden Buddhist scripture.

In Buddhism, Buddhism is widely preached, and Buddhism is divided into Hinayana Buddhism and Mahayana Buddhism.

The Dharma Sutra practiced by the Buddhas in the realm of the God King, or the other nine true scriptures, are all Hinayana Buddhism.

What Zhang Jian obtained at this time was Mahayana Buddhism.

Hinayana Buddhism lies in the creation of the true Buddha, and by practicing the Buddha's principles, one can become a true Buddha.

However, the Mahayana Buddha is a clear mind, a clear virtue, and a clear self.

Cultivating the Buddha of self, the way of tomorrow and the earth, learning from the past life!

This is the true meaning of Mahayana Buddhism.

At this time, the bodhicitta method that Zhang Jian obtained was the Mahayana Buddhism.

It's a pity that this golden sutra is not a completed bodhichitta method, but only a general outline, not a specific one.

But even if it is a general outline, it is enough to make Zhang Jian infinitely useful.

"Bodhi Avenue, otherworldly, I am Bodhi, my heart is a mirror!"

Zhang Jian received the general outline of the Bodhicitta Sutra, and the whole person Buddha light was even more brilliant, and he was full of Buddha light, and he actually condensed into a mirror around his body, which protected him in it, and all the evil spirits could not be approached.

When!when!

There is a Hong bell Da Lu, which sounded from Zhang Jian's body, as if a monk was ringing the bell, and the sound waves came out of the body, which was vast and vast.

At this moment, Zhang Jian absorbed the Buddha power in the relics, and cultivated the general outline of the Bodhicitta Sutra, realized it again, broke through in strength, and achieved the fourfold level of the small god realm.

Swish!

Zhang Jian opened his eyes, and there was Sanskrit manifestation in his eyes, and Sanskrit condensed into a big Buddha, as if sitting in the pupils.

Soon, the Sanskrit text dispersed, the Buddha's light converged, and Zhang Jian returned to his ordinary appearance, but in his pupils, there were golden Sanskrit flashes, which was very extraordinary.

"The fourfold realm of the little gods, and actually got the Bodhicitta Sutra, what an unexpected blessing!"

Breaking through in strength and getting the Bodhicitta Sutra, Zhang Jian was happy in his heart.

In this mountain range, the golden Buddhist scriptures disappeared, and once again turned into dead silence and darkness.

"For some reason, the blood-colored storm actually gave birth to spiritual wisdom and turned into a demon god, and I don't know what happened to the Miaotian Goddess!"

Zhang Jian looked into the distance, and it was dim all around, and he couldn't see a human figure or anything else.

"The spirit of heaven and earth turned into a demon, it is a demon god, and this is the first time I have seen a demon god!"

Thinking back to the previous process of becoming a demon god in the blood-colored storm, Zhang Jian had palpitations, after he came to the god realm, he had heard of the demon god, but he had never seen it.

Demons are not the same as gods.

Gods are cultivated for living beings, whether they are demon beasts, humans, plants, or alien races, they are all living beings.

Demons, on the other hand, are incarnated by the spirits of heaven and earth, such as the previous blood-colored storm, or wind, fire, thunder, lightning, etc.

Once a demon is born, its strength far surpasses that of a god, but the demon cannot reproduce, so he can only wait for the next time the same demon is born.

"That blood-colored demon god is extremely strong, I'm afraid it has reached the Great God Realm, this should exceed the limit of this realm, I don't know if the Haoyue God King has found out, and he has to solve it, otherwise all the disciples will definitely suffer a catastrophe!"

Thinking of the Scarlet Demon God, Zhang Jian looked worried, this Demon God was too strong, and it was not something they could resist at all.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Zhang Jian's expression moved, and the breath of his whole body was removed, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, hidden in the mountain.

Swish!

A divine light came suddenly, and the speed was extremely fast, and it quickly appeared in front of the mountain range.

This is a young man, with a bird's head and a human body, wings on his back, and a divine ring on his head.

"Disciple of the Haoyue Divine Palace!"

Zhang Jian hid in the mountain, and when he saw this person, he was stunned and guessed the identity of the person who came.

This person's strength is not bad, he is a six-fold small god realm, and he is holding a silver light divine spear, and his god is majestic.

"Huh, I saw the golden light of the Buddha just now, why is it gone?"

Looking at the dead and dark mountains in front of him, the young man looked puzzled.

"Bixiao Divine Eye, open!"

Suddenly, the young man's eyebrows opened a divine eye, and in an instant, the light of the divine eye swept through the mountains. Suddenly, the light of the Divine Eye stopped somewhere, and there, Zhang Jian's figure was exposed.