The divine consciousness shuttled rapidly in the Buddha hall, and Bei Qi quickly exchanged opinions with Chang Yu.

"Don't forget, this old monk is your benefactor!"

"This king is accustomed to embracing brocade clothes and jade food, but now he is so down-and-out that the Giant Sun Divine Sect has been uprooted, and this king does not recruit a few more disciples, and he is not used to it! As for this old monk, with the guidance of this king, he will at least be able to obtain the Arhat Rank Fruit in the future, but it will be cheaper for him!"

"Don't come nonsense, they are serious monks, don't make them people from the Giant Sun Divine Sect!"

"Don't worry, there is kindness to repay kindness, there is revenge and revenge, Chang Yu has been clear since childhood!" replied disapprovingly, Don Beg rolled his eyes, and Chang Yu stretched out his hand and pressed on the top of the head of the old monk in Tibet: "You and I are destined, and now I have entered my door, and I am the second largest disciple under the master's seat." Exercise, concentrating, for the teacher to use the technique of Daigo empowerment to help you condense the first relic lotus platform. ”

I saw the Buddha light flickering around Chang Yu's body, and a hot current in his palm rushed straight into the Tibetan heart old monk Tianling. The old monk laughed happily, sat cross-legged on the ground, a crack in the center of his eyebrows was open, a thin white light flickered, and a thumb-sized white relic shè burst out. There are faint 10,000-character Buddha seals and lotus flowers flickering in this relic, and a flexible and pure Buddha power spreads to the surroundings, and Beg can't help but feel calm, and the jīng spirit becomes clear and condensed.

Chang Yu chanted the incantation in a low voice, and the finger prints of his fingers changed, continuously injecting his huge jīng qi into the body of the old monk with a hidden heart. A white gas rushed from the eyebrows of the old monk of Tibet, and gradually turned into a lotus-like mist.

Buddhist monks do not cultivate gold pills, do not marry primordial babies, do not transform into primordial gods, and their whole body is cultivated, all on that relic. The relics are the collection of all the jīng qi gods of the Buddhist monks. After the relics, once they can be transformed into the first lotus platform under the relics, it is the cultivation of the Yuan Infant, the formation of the second lotus platform is the realm of the Yuan Shen, the achievement of the third lotus platform, and the three lotus platforms surround the relics to survive the catastrophe, which is the immortal and immortal golden body Arhat cultivation.

After arriving at the Golden Body Arhat, the three jīng qi god conceived lotus platforms gradually merged into one, and finally turned into the physical three-rank lotus platform. The one who can sit on the lotus platform is the Bodhisattva Gongguo, which is the strength of the Daomen Golden Immortal. And the number of lotus products gradually increased with the growth of cultivation, from three products to nine products, once the nine products of the golden lotus platform were achieved, it would be among the Buddha's positions, which was equivalent to the strength of the Taiyi Golden Immortal of the Daomen.

Chang Yu used her own jīng qi to help the old monk of Tibetan heart condense the first relic lotus platform, which is to help the old monk of Tibetan heart break through the realm of Yuanying.

The huge jīng qi was constantly injected into the body of the old monk in Tibet, and the old monk was sweating profusely, and his body was already emitting a strong golden light. His Buddhism Vajra Incorruptible Body is making rapid progress, but his realm has not been able to break through for a long time. A stubborn threshold crossed in front of the old monk, and he used all his Dharma cultivation to cooperate with Chang Yu's jīng qi input, but he couldn't break through the mental barrier.

Cold sweat also continued to flow down Chang Yu's forehead, and there was a price to pay for pretending to be a ghost. He was seriously injured and not healed, and now he is in order to subdue the old monk of Tibetan heart, so he impersonates the Bodhisattva to accept people as apprentices, he reluctantly outputs a little jīng qi to help the old monk of Tibetan heart break through the realm, originally thought that the old monk of Tibetan heart is almost close to the peak of Jindan's cultivation, and it is easy to form the first lotus platform, but how do you know that you have eaten a suffocation here.

The most important state of mind cultivation of Buddhist monks is that if there is no mental obstacle, ordinary old monks can become Buddhas within one rì. If the heart barrier is too heavy, the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes is also the cultivation of a relic. The old monk didn't know what was in his heart, his face turned purple by himself, and his face trembled, and the first relic lotus platform was still just a faint cloud and smoke entangled, and it couldn't be formed into an entity.

Bei Qi frowned, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly walked in front of the old monk of Tibetan Heart, and roared loudly with all his strength to make a lion's roar: "Who are you sorry for?"

The old monk of Tibetan heart is in a state where he wants to break through but can't break through, and all the jīng gods are in a trance. Hearing Beggar's roar, the old monk instinctively shouted: "The old monk is sorry for too many people. Thirtieth generations of reincarnation entanglement, wives and parents, countless grievances, how can the old monk leave it casually?"

Don't beg a solid slap in the face of the old monk with a hidden heart, and he scolded: "Fool! No wonder you have a hidden heart when you call the law! Hide your old mother, dig out your heart of thirty lifetimes of reincarnation, take it out, and put it in the sun to wash it clean! The past life, the past life, the red dust, the red dust is broken! You have jumped out of the dirty world, and what are you doing with a dirty heart?"

There was a burst of slaps and slaps, and the old monk's face exploded, and his face was dripping with blood. Don't beg shouted: "Wake up, let go of your hidden heart! Entangled in your past life, grudges in your past life, when you ascend to the bodhisattva position, the person you go to find their reincarnation is, there is kindness to repay kindness, there is revenge to revenge, what are you doing here?"

The eyes of the old monk of Tibetan Heart suddenly lit up, and two white lights spewed out far away.

Don't beg to use all your jīng energy, turned into a loud bang like a flood bell and a big Lu and blasted into the heart of the old monk in Tibet: "If you don't become a Buddha, how can you cross people? The mud bodhisattva crosses the river, it is difficult to protect yourself, you are in this red dust, and your own small Zen monastery cannot be saved, who can you save? Who can you help?"

Chang Yu rolled her eyes and nodded understandingly.

The old monk of Tibetan heart suddenly shouted a Buddha horn, his body suddenly spontaneously combusted without fire, and the colorful flames burned around his body, exuding a strong sandalwood fragrance. After his old and shriveled body was burned by the flames, he suddenly became tall and strong with golden light, as if he was already a righteous young monk. A white disc swirled above his head, and two white lotus flowers, like freshly plucked from the pond, were waving in the wind above his head.

The old monk's relic suddenly swelled in a circle, floating lightly between the two white lotuses. The relics emit bright light to shine on the two white lotuses, and the lotus flowers are spewing out a trace of mist to nourish the relics, the two complement each other, and there is a faint meaning that the two instruments of Taiji are born and extinguished endlessly. A line of white light erupted from the fierce relic, and another white lotus gradually condensed in the white light, and it seemed that it was only a trace of it that was about to condense into an entity.

"Wonderful, wonderful!" Beg said to the old monk and said, "The master is now just one step away from the golden body Arhat, and he will become an immortal and immortal golden-body Arhat in one moment." Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master!"

The old monk of Tibetan heart looked up to the sky and roared, he slowly got up, walked around the sitting Chang Yu three times, and bowed respectfully to Chang Yu, and then thanked Bei Heshi: "Thank you Daoyou for igniting, when the head stick is a lion's roar, the old monk has benefited immensely! Taoist friends are so enlightened, when they have a fate with my Buddhism!"

Bei Qi's face, who was originally smiling, changed suddenly, he stared at the old monk of Tibetan heart, and snorted coldly: "Your whole family is related to Buddhism!" Waving his hand, Bei Qi sneered: "Don't thank me, you thank others, I will turn your words, and I will also plagiarize from others! That person has a relationship with your Buddhism, and his whole family has a relationship with your Buddhism!"

With a flick of his sleeves, Beg strode towards the group of Sanle Zhenren who fell to the ground, grabbed it casually, and snatched the storage ring on Sanle Zhenren's hand in his hand. The divine sense swept into the ring, and Beg couldn't help frowning. Is this still the new city lord of He'ancheng? Why is it so shabby? In a huge storage ring, there are three high-grade spirit stones, more than a dozen medium-grade spirit stones, and hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones, which is too poor?

However, there are a few messy pills in the ring, dozens of good-quality spirit runes, and three high-grade magic weapon-level flying swords, which are quite valuable. But added up, the total assets in the hands of Sanle Zhenren are about the value of three and a half million lower grade spirit stones, and he is still the lord of a city, and he is still a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant!

After carefully rebuilding Sanle Zhenren's body, Bei Qi looted all the valuable things on his body, including a belt made of Jackdale silk, and then kicked Sanle Zhenren to the side, and ran towards the Fire Raven Daoren.

Seeing that Beg was extremely professional and scared of Sanle Zhenren, Chang Yu reacted at this time, and he yelled like a rooster choked by the neck: "Apprentice!"

The old monk of Tibetan Heart respectfully asked, "Master, the disciple is here, what are your orders?"

As soon as the blood madman heard the cry of Chang Yu, he was like a hungry wolf pounced, and rushed towards the fire crow Daoist with a 'whoop'. In the first line of kung fu in front of Beggar, the blood madman pounced on the body of the Fire Crow Daoist, and his hands touched the Fire Crow Daoist for a while, as if the wolf had seen a beautiful woman, and the posture was indescribably ambiguous.

It's a pity, the professional is the professional, the blood madman pressed and touched the Fire Raven Daoist, and as a result, he took out a few red sè talismans, but Beg was casually rolled on the Fire Raven Daoist, and the big silk winding hand was launched, and the invisible energy had rolled up the two storage bracelets on the wrist of the Fire Raven Daoist. His divine sense swept into the bracelet, and Beqi suddenly laughed happily.

The net worth of the Fire Raven Daoist is very rich, although there are not many spirit stones, but the spirit runes, spirit pills, complete sets of magic weapons and array flags, fire xìng elixirs and minerals, etc., are enough to fill three large houses. Beg was pleasantly surprised: "That's right, the aura of the Pangu Continent is much thicker than that of the Outer Heavenly Realm, and the products are also extremely rich, it should be serious to have such a net worth!"

Chang Yu's eyes were hot on the side, and he hurriedly blasted over with a divine thought: "Don't beg, don't go too far, the rules of the rivers and lakes, half of the meeting!"

Beqi was slightly stunned, then he turned his head and nodded with a grin at Chang Yu: "Half of the meeting! Hey, let's go to Heancheng first and heal our wounds!"

Chang Yu was shocked: "Occupy He'an City, behind the Min family, but with the support of the Heavenly Immortals, where do we have the strength to deal with the Heavenly Immortals now?"

Don Beg waved his hand disapprovingly, and he said lightly: "Believe me, well, blood madman, come, take off this guy's pants, he actually hid the storage bag in the crotch, what is there to see?"

In the Buddha hall, the clothes were flying, and dozens of monks who were traveling with Sanle Zhenren and Fire Crow Daoist were stripped of a jīng light.

Just when Beg was in high spirits to ransack these unfortunate bastards, a hurried cry suddenly came from outside the valley:

"Ancestor, go back to the city quickly, there is a bald donkey from the Golden Pavilion Temple blocking the city gate!"