Half a year has passed, Dongfang Longyun has not eaten or drunk in the past half a year, and he didn't even blink his eyes, just stared forward vigorously, his body was already a little shriveled.

Although there is some heaven and earth aura in the yellow sand, it is extremely thin after all, and with the interference of that strange Buddhist power, the speed at which he refines the aura to replenish himself is far from reaching his own consumption.

The clothes on his body were also blown a little ragged by the desert storm, and he felt funny when he said it, almost every time he came out to practice, he often looked like a beggar, but he didn't care, for him, the progress of martial arts was the most important thing.

His lips were chapped and his body was skinny, but Dongfang Longyun still didn't change the slightest, and he didn't have any thoughts of eating, he felt that this state would bring him some benefits or that it could bring him closer to the mysterious force of Buddhism.

On this day, Dongfang Longyun was walking towards the depths of the desert as always, still with unblinking firm eyes, still with that thin body, but there was a mysterious aura coming from his body.

It is a kind of aura similar to the Buddha Domain of the Western Earth, but it is different when you recognize it carefully, this breath is very peaceful, but what it contains is not the domineering meaning of Buddhism, but a kind of breath as thick as a mountain.

"In the name of compassion, doing domineering things, it seems that the sword spirit's understanding of Buddhism is still a bit one-sided, or this guy himself is a little prejudiced against Buddhism, and even suffered a big loss from this mysterious sect, and domineering is only one side of Buddhism. ”

Dongfang Longyun said to himself with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jian Ling said that Buddhism is extremely domineering, often seeing what they like, they will take the so-called fate in the name of it, and forcibly take it for themselves, and for those who oppose them, they also take the evil demons and foreign ways as commensurate with themselves, and compare themselves to the right, trying to do the so-called demon subjugation.

Just as he was about to continue to walk forward, Dongfang Longyun was silent, he felt that the aura of Buddhism around him seemed to be a little stronger, although it was only a little, but this was the first time he felt a change in the way he had walked for so long, Dongfang Longyun suddenly raised his head, and his divine consciousness was scattered around like a wave, and everything within a radius of hundreds of miles and a distance of thousands of miles appeared in front of his eyes one by one.

At this time, Dongfang Long Yun suddenly discovered that the power of his divine soul had increased by nearly three times, and the range covered by his divine consciousness had also reached a distance of nearly two thousand miles, which made him feel pleasantly surprised.

Although he had long felt that walking for more than half a year would be of great benefit to him, he did not expect that the benefit would be so great, and he felt that this was not over yet, and there would be other opportunities waiting for him.

At this moment, a small building appeared within his sensing range, and the area occupied by this building was not large, just a mile in circumference, a simple small courtyard.

The main hall opposite the main entrance is already old, there are several rows of small thatched huts behind the main hall, which are supposed to be used by people, and then there are a few small fields, planting some vegetables and other crops, and I don't know how those vegetables survived in the case of thousands of miles of yellow sand.

Even if Dongfang Longyun is used to this feeling of walking alone, but he is also a person after all, such a long time of loneliness, he can't help but feel some joy in his heart the moment he sees this small temple, not to mention that he has developed a strong interest in Buddhism, if you want to understand this mysterious sect, you can't just look at it with your own eyes, only people who have really come into contact with Buddhism can understand deeper things.

The sword spirit told him that the name of the temple was called the temple, and it was a place where Buddhist monks lived, chanted scriptures, and practiced.

Dongfang Longyun couldn't help but speed up his pace, originally his speed was fast enough in one step, but now he turned into a gust of wind, and he couldn't even see the figure, just for a moment, Dongfang Longyun was already standing in front of the gate of the temple.

"Putuo Temple", this is the name of this small temple, is written in the Western Regions script, Oriental Longyun has read a lot of books, and he knows the meaning of these words.

Walking slowly towards the temple, Dongfang Longyun obviously felt the change in the surrounding atmosphere, that kind of peace and tranquility almost made him want to stay here forever, and the sound of chanting was heard from time to time above the main hall of the temple, Dongfang Longyun stopped a foot in front of the temple gate.

He felt that kind of quiet power entering his body, and the bloody qi accumulated in his body because of the years of fighting and killing was slowly dissolved by this power, and at the same time, his mind became clearer, and the power of comprehension of martial arts also increased slightly.

Although cultivators fight with the heavens for their lives, in order to get better resources, they will inevitably kill, but that is only a last resort, and most cultivators will not start killing at will, because every time they kill someone, the resentment formed on that person's body when they are dying will directly enter the murderer's body, and the murderer will have an extra trace of bloody qi.

This kind of bloody aura has almost no effect on ordinary mortals, and at most it makes people feel gloomy, but if there is too much accumulation in a cultivator's body, it will affect the person's comprehension mind at the light level, and it will interfere with the person's cultivation at worst.

The demons in the heart enter the body, go mad, and even when crossing the tribulation, if you kill too much, the bloody aura on your body will be sensed by the heavenly tribulation, and the power of the heavenly tribulation will be multiplied, so that you will definitely die.

However, in response to this, many cultivators have come up with some methods to eliminate or suppress the blood evil qi, after all, the amount of resources required for cultivation is extremely large, if you blindly cultivate, you are afraid that it will be difficult to make a big breakthrough if you run out of longevity, especially some big forces, they generally cultivate some kind of heavenly treasure or inheritance artifact that can deal with the blood evil qi on the body.

Dongfang Longyun stood quietly at the gate of the small temple, his eyes slightly closed, and there was a very enjoyable expression on his face.

Now he really enjoys it, that kind of peaceful aura of Buddhism gradually wears away the bloody qi accumulated in his body for decades of killing, making him feel more and more clear, and his body feels much lighter, warm, and very comfortable.

More importantly, he felt that his understanding of the Tao had increased slightly, which made him ecstatic, and this was the first time in more than 20 years that he had felt this way that he had improved.

Dongfang Longyun stood in front of this gate for three days and three nights, and he didn't move for three days and three nights, allowing the mysterious power of the Buddha Gate to enter his body, and even he himself took the initiative to guide this power into his body.

However, at the same time, Dongfang Longyun also felt that this power had a kind of demagogic power, as if he was deliberately guiding himself to believe in the mysterious Buddha, and several times because the guidance was too fierce, he almost lost his mind and was assimilated by that power.

According to Sword Spirit, it was the power of refuge, and he finally saw the domineering of Buddhism, and he also understood why Sword Spirit would belittle Buddhism so much, and it was estimated that he had suffered a loss in this regard.

This kind of power is so strange that it is simply impossible to prevent it, although it may not be harmful to the human body, but this kind of refuge, which is somewhat against one's will, is indeed unpleasant.

Especially for people like Dongfang Longyun who have great ambitions and strong wills, any behavior that wants to change their state of mind will be considered a provocation, and once confirmed, they will definitely give the strongest counterattack.

Anyone who wants to change their Dao heart will be hit by them the strongest, no matter who it is, no matter what the purpose is, for a martial artist, the Dao heart is extremely important, far more than cultivation, cultivation is gone, you can still cultivate back, but if the Dao heart is broken, then they are no longer them.

Another day passed, Dongfang Long Yun felt that the bloody qi on his body had completely melted away, and at this time, his state of mind had increased by as much as thirty percent, and many things that he had not been able to understand in the past suddenly opened up.

He felt that a strange power that had been covering his mind before had been purified by Buddhism, and that power had given him a great headache, like a layer of fog, so that he could not see himself clearly, and he didn't even know how to get rid of it.

Now, the mysterious sect of Buddhism has such great power, he feels that his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, there is a very thin membrane in front of him, he knows that as long as he pierces this membrane, then he can directly enter the realm of breaking the void.

It's just that when he was about to break through in one go, he suddenly felt a huge pressure pressing on his heart, as if a voice was warning him not to break through, otherwise he would encounter great danger, and even be directly destroyed.

He didn't understand why, and the sword spirit also said that he should not break through easily, otherwise there would be a big crisis, but he didn't tell him why, he knew that the sword spirit would not harm him, and he would know the secrets sooner or later, so he forcibly suppressed this temptation.

"Phew, it's finally done, it's not easy to resist this temptation to move to a higher realm. ”

Sighing lightly, Dongfang Longyun realized that there was a little monk of fifteen or sixteen years old with a bare head standing inside the door in front of him, looking at him with a curious expression.

"You are?"

Dongfang Longyun was shocked in his heart, he didn't even find out when the little monk came, but if he looked carefully at this little monk, did he sense any energy fluctuations, but there was a power similar to the surrounding aura lingering on the little monk's body, making people unconsciously feel cordial when they saw him.

Although I have settled down, I am not unaware of it, Buddhism, it is really mysterious.

"Amitabha, the donor has woken up. The little monk Hui Chan, the abbot master ordered the little monk to wait for the donor here, the donor has woken up, but also please enter to meet. ”

The little monk clasped his hands together, typed a Buddha name, and said.

"I see, then I asked the master to lead the way. ”

Dongfang Longyun was already very curious about Buddhism, and he would not have any reason to refuse.

Dongfang Longyun followed behind the little monk, and the moment he entered the small temple, Dongfang Longyun understood why he didn't feel the arrival of the little monk.

The first time he entered the temple, he felt that the inside and outside of the temple were simply two worlds, as if they were directly isolated by a force, and the power of Buddhism inside the temple was a hundred times stronger than that outside the temple.

And unlike the outside of the temple, the mysterious power inside this temple also seems to have a kind of spirituality, as if it is alive, which makes Dongfang Longyun even more surprised.

All the way through the main hall of the temple, to the backyard next to the field where vegetables are grown, there is a kind old monk holding a wooden scoop in his hand, is sprinkling water into the field, but Dongfang Longyun can see that he is not sprinkled with water, but a special liquid, and he can't see what it is for a while.

As if sensing that Dongfang Longyun and the two were approaching, the old monk stopped what he was doing, then turned around and looked at Dongfang Longyun with no sadness or joy on his face.