The practice of Buddhism does not rely on spirit stones, but the Buddha sect still controls the spirit veins, and Taoist monks have to pay spirit herbs and elixirs if they want to exchange for spirit stones, and they do not refuse to come.

In the dangerous Lingyan Continent, it seems that in addition to being a vegetarian, other Buddhist precepts have long been abandoned by the major Buddhist sects, and the Buddhist sects have never ignored the monks' actions of hunting demon beasts.

Wang Baoyu and the three of them entered the city of Bianji under the management of the Zhengjue Sect, except that the manager was a monk, and in other aspects, it was not much different from the cities of the Quanzhen Sect and the Phantom Wood Sect that they passed through.

Restaurants solicit customers, vendors sell, and low-level monks who lead the way in exchange for meager spirit stones, and there are occasional monks in the flow of people.

One thing is different, in each city in the territory of Buddhism, there is a temple, which is also the management body of the city.

The temple is open, anyone can go in to worship the Buddha, Wang Baoyu was a little interested in this, and after a short rest, he took the two to the Hongfa Temple in the city.

On the tall mountain gate, the carving is the Buddha smiling with flowers, there is a pair of couplets on both sides, the left is, who knows the enlightenment and unconsciousness, and the lower couplet is, there is no emptiness and emptiness to go to the end of the Mingming.

Wang Baoyu nodded slightly and slowly entered the temple.

Culture coexists, and many Taoist monks come to worship, which is also due to the lack of Taoist beliefs, and only the goal of becoming immortals.

Buddha statues everywhere, the shape is strange, Wang Baoyu basically doesn't know, even if Xuanyuan Ling is erudite and talented, he can only call out a few names such as Medicine Buddha and Maitreya, which also look very similar.

"The Buddha statues here are nothing more than a façade, mostly fabricated. Xuanyuan ordered.

As soon as the words fell, a monk walked out of the front Buddha hall and said unhappily: "Who is slandering my Buddha Gate?"

"This master, we are monks from the Hidden Tantric Sect, passing through here, may I ask, which Buddhas are these?" Wang Baoyu asked.

"The Buddha is in the heart, these are naturally the images of the Buddhas after enlightenment, as for the name, why bother with it!" the monk said.

They themselves don't know that worshipping Buddha has completely degenerated into a formality, Wang Baoyu can't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, Buddhism is not pure, it is a foregone conclusion.

"Master, a great Buddha cultivator who is not bad is here. Xiaobai reminded.

"Say goodbye here! What a disturbance!" Wang Baoyu said, and also took out a medium-grade spirit stone and threw it into the so-called merit box.

As soon as he came out of the mountain gate, a burst of coercion came from overhead, and an old monk in a purple monk's robe, stepping on a futon magic weapon, landed in front of the three of them.

The old monk is skinny, the monk's robe looks loose, the raised temples are like a hillock, and the eyes are shining, showing his extraordinary cultivation.

"How are you entertained?"

The old monk shouted in displeasure, and the arrogant monk just now immediately rushed over, lying on the ground and kowtowing.

"Great Elder, the little monk knows that he is wrong, but these guests from the foreign sect are not disrespectful. ”

It was actually the Great Elder of the Zhengjue Sect, Wang Baoyu bowed slightly, "Great Elder, this matter has nothing to do with him, we don't understand the rules, and we have a lot of mistakes." ”

Wang Baoyu was polite, and he was really a little afraid, this great elder's divine sense was too powerful, and he was so far away that he actually heard the conversation, fortunately, Xuanyuan Ling did not shout the title of "Great King".

"If you have a heart, you can't hide it, we don't know where the Buddha is. The Great Elder said frankly.

"All the Buddhas have been born, led by the Ancient Buddha of the Burning Lamp, and they are all in the Xuan Realm, I think, they may have encountered trouble and have no time to care about anything else. Wang Baoyu told the story.

"How do you know?" the Great Elder visibly became agitated.

"My sect left a book of scriptures with a few words on it. Wang Baoyu said.

"The hidden tantric sect is too much, and there are Buddhist scriptures that are not taken out. Oh, we are in a state of confusion here, and we can't get out for a long time. The Great Elder exclaimed.

"Such books are really useless to our sect, so they are shelved and no one cares. I would venture to ask, isn't there a Buddhist scripture in the Zhengjue Sect?"

"Fragments, it is difficult to make a volume, not only my sect, but also other sects. ”

Wang Baoyu sighed secretly, no wonder Buddhism has fallen, and how to develop without the spiritual program of scriptures.

"Three distinguished guests, but you're going to the auction convention?" the Grand Elder asked.

"Exactly, passing through the treasure land. ”

"Please go to the sect to talk about it, Abbot Juekong must welcome you very much. The Great Elder said.

The Great Elder's eyes were full of anticipation, and there seemed to be no malicious intent, Wang Baoyu nodded, and the Great Elder took out the three futon flying magic weapons considerately and handed them over.

A few words can impress a Buddhist sect, which makes Xuanyuan Ling really admire the king's ability, and only thought that the king was a cultivation wizard, but he didn't expect that he also had such a deep insight into Buddhism.

While flying, Wang Baoyu politely asked, "Great Elder, may I ask the law number?"

"Seeing it, it's a shame to say, it's just a casual take. ”

"Elder Jianjue, I don't quite understand, the Buddhist scriptures are incomplete, where does the cultivation come from?"

"It's just a rumor that in the past, a big Buddha came to the spiritual world to teach many relics to practice, and when he was about to teach the scriptures, he left in a hurry, leaving regrets. Seeing that the Great Elder did not hide it.

"With all due respect, if you don't cultivate your mind, it's easy to go astray. ”

Seeing that Elder Jue suddenly glanced back at Wang Baoyu, seeing that his expression was calm, his eyes were extremely clear, and he sighed again: "That's right, I have already gone astray, and you may not believe it, but the greatest wish of our Buddhist cultivators is to be able to cross the Soul Snatching Desert, enter the Xuan Realm, find the Great Buddha, and trace it back to the origin." ”

"Excuse me, are there any successful examples?" said Wang Baoyu.

"For nearly two hundred years, the Soul Reaver Desert has become particularly dangerous and completely untouchable. The elders who were not in the bad period before didn't know if they had been in the desert in the past, and they didn't come back anyway. Seeing the tears in the eyes of the Great Elder.

"The desert is difficult to cross, maybe there will be fewer people going, right?"

"It does discourage a lot of people's confidence, but I will definitely go. Elder Jianjue said resolutely.

It is said that in the Xuan Realm, strange flowers and plants can be seen everywhere, and the richness of resources is by no means imaginable in the spiritual world.

There seems to be only one level of difference between the Void Transformation Period and the Conjunction Period, but if you are in the Spirit Realm, you will never be able to break through, and the reason for this is that there are no resources available that can support upgrading.

In other words, if you pass through the Soul Snatcher Desert and step into the Xuan Realm with one foot, you will have abundant resources to enter the Holy Realm in an instant.

Crossing the sand to become holy, for this pilgrimage belief, I don't know how many monks in the late stage of the void have been sleeping in the long sea of sand.

The majestic Zhengjue Mountain, appearing in front, is as high as a thousand zhang, and the Zhengjue Sect is halfway up the mountainside, without a light mask to cover it, but there are bundles of immortal vines planted everywhere.

The sound of the ancient temple bell only comes from loneliness, disorderly chanting, and only emptiness is recited.