"Thorn-"

The space was torn apart like rags, and Qing Yu stepped into the crack, feeling the ubiquitous feeling of tearing, and pointed at the small space opened up with a tap.

"The injected power will determine the nature of the space, and if I want to open up a sword realm, I need to ······"

The fingertips are shining, and the sword intent bursts out, but it is not the ethereal sword intent that Qing Yu is best at, but a martial art that has long been idle - "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect".

Based on the return of ten thousand swords, the ethereal sword intent, the yin and yang sword intent, and the non-heaven and non-human sword intent······ All the swordsmanship that Qing Yu knew were all turned into sword intent, filling the foundation of the sword world.

As Qing Yu injected sword intent and true qi, the space expanded, and it absorbed the sword intent in the Sealing Sword Tower and merged with it.

"Hum—"

An invisible humming sound filled the surroundings of the Sealed Sword Tower, causing the disciples who were about to enter the trial and the sword master in charge of the trial in the tower to be stunned.

When they came back to their senses, they looked around again and found that the Sealed Sword Tower seemed to have an indescribable aura, and when they swung their swords, they felt like a fish in water.

Qing Yu overlapped the Sword Realm with the Sealed Sword Tower, just like the original Sword God Lake.

The swordsmen were tried in the Sealed Sword Tower, and the sword qi and sword intent they exuded were slowly nourishing the Sealed Sword Tower. And the breath in the sword world can bring extraordinary help to these swordsmen, making them like divine help in the way of the sword.

"Let's stop here, and let the sword world grow in the future. Qing Yu stood on the steely ground, looking at the scene around him and muttered to himself.

This is still the top floor of the Sealed Sword Tower, but due to the overlap with the Sword Realm, there are no white jade-like walls around it, but a white mist.

And on the steel ground, which is not wide now, there are countless sharp swords, and the sword qi hovers and flies above.

For this sword realm, Qing Yu didn't plan to spend too much effort, not only because it was just a trial work, but also because it could absorb sword qi and sword intent to grow on its own.

In the Fengyun World, Jian Yue used the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect" to attract sword intent, and used the "Yuantian Sword Technique" to turn it into an entity, making the sword world take shape.

And now, Qing Yu wants to follow this move, and open up space with "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" and "Taisu Yuan Gong" to build the prototype of the sword world.

At the beginning, Qing Yu and Shen Cangwu said that they wanted to gather the sword intent of the world's swordsmen to let the Sealed Sword Tower be reborn, it was not a joke, he really had the intention of destroying the status of the Sword God Lake.

If the Sealed Sword Tower is made a new kendo holy place, the reputation is secondary, as long as half of the former Sword God Lake is reproduced, the power under Qing Yu's command can soar.

"Wait, it will be time for a kendo master to come soon. ”

Just wait for the sword world to reach a certain level, and Qing Yu will hang the name of the first sword in the world, are you afraid that there will be no swordsmen to come?

There is no one who doesn't value fame, even if it is in the realm of gods, he can't completely ignore the temptation of fame and fortune. If the Nine Heavens composed of Qing Yu and them are vulgar, isn't it also for profit?

The figure turned into a void again, Qing Yu returned to the previous high platform, sat comfortably on the premium version of the wheelchair, and said, "Let's go, go back to the Pearl Tower." ”

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"Knock-knock-knock-"

The solemn and long bell echoed in the morning light, and the Faxiang Temple ushered in a simple and new day.

In today's turbulent world, Faxiang Temple seems to be completely isolated from the outside world, undisturbed by wind and rain, and free from the troubles of the world. It's like a paradise inhabited by a group of born people.

However, in the world, it is too difficult to really detach from the things of the world. The fact that the Faxiang Temple in the past can be independent does not mean that it will be able to do so in the future.

In the morning light, a young monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe walked from outside the temple, like a ghost, walking into the Dharma Xiang Temple in full view of everyone, straight into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Squeak-"

The door was opened, and the monk stepped into the hall, looked at the empty hall around him, and chuckled: "It should be morning class time, right, the monks of Faxiang Temple are also lazy?"

"It's not laziness, but the wicked guest comes to the door, and the old man is exempt from today's morning class. ”

Under the rock-like Buddha statue in the main hall, the meditating old monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at the uninvited monk, "Xinyuan, this is the second time you have come to our temple." ”

"It's the second time," Xinyuan pulled back the hem of his shirt and sat cross-legged on the ground, "and for the last time." No, after this time, the temple will also be for Zen Buddhism. ”

"Forty years ago, the poor monk cultivated the karmic wheel of cause and effect, and the Buddha and I all cultivated to the fullest, thinking that he could already dominate the world's Buddhism and open the Pure Land of Bliss, but he never thought that in the end, he lost a little in the Faxiang Temple, and the success was lost. Since then, the poor monks have decided that the next time they come here will be the day when Buddhism in the Central Plains will be unified. ”

Speaking of this, the face of the heart has changed to the state of youth, with a frivolous color, and does not show the pure wind of Buddhism.

"The appearance of all sentient beings is to shine all over sentient beings, to see that there is no beginning and no ignorance, and that you have merged all sentient beings into one, and you have already fallen into the obstacle, so why bother to be obsessed with it. Seeing this state of mind, the old monk couldn't help but sigh softly.

"No," said the old monk in a hoarse voice, "the Dharma is originally empty and illusory, and for those who have seen nature, the Dharma is the external object, and the Buddha is the essence. The poor monk is the Buddha, how can he be confused. ”

They are all masters of Buddhism, and how can they not understand Buddhism. Only those who worship the Buddha will be obsessed with the Dharma, but they will forget their own mind.

The root of the Buddhist principle of Zen Buddhism is to become a Buddha by seeing nature. Nowadays, the heart is shining on the original heart, the heart is not suffocated, he says that he is a Buddha, and there is nothing wrong with him. It's just that he's a Buddha, not necessarily a Buddha that others agree with.

"Forty years ago, your sentient beings were not one, and the old man cut off the connection with his sword, which made you confused and lost a trick, and today you come again, it seems that you have finally solved your own hidden danger. ”

Without coming to see his heart's words, he knew why he had the confidence to surrender to the Faxiang Temple today.

Although they are both the strongest, but the strength of the unborn is not as good as the heart after all, and the victory forty years ago was because of the restraint of all beings, not the real strength. Today's heart to make up for the weakness seems to have come with the certainty of victory.

"Although the Pure Land of Bliss was opened up by the Buddha, but I don't know the Buddha Gate, and you want the Faxiang Temple to respect Zen Buddhism, and the old man can promise you this. But the matter of opening the Pure Land cannot be approved by the old man. "Nothing comes slowly but firmly and authentically.

All the people of Buddhism have a holy heart for the legendary Pure Land of Bliss, but they do not know that the Buddha himself closed the Pure Land before he disappeared, leaving a ban "If it is not the danger of the destruction of Buddhism, the door of the Pure Land shall not be opened".

This prohibition has been circulated among the strongest people in Buddhism throughout the ages, and no one dares to open it, and no one can open it.