As a special group, Buddhism has its own unique existence, and in the Tianmi City established by Buddhism, it is still necessary to worship whether you believe or not in your heart. ◆，x.

Slowly came to the front of the Huayuan incense stove, looked at the slowly rising incense smoke, Yuan Dian folded his hands, and then bowed respectfully.

And at this moment, without warning, Yuan Dian felt that he had suddenly entered a fantasy realm.

He was in a cloud of golden light, and there were twelve golden-bodied Buddha cultivators sitting around him, each of whom had a different body shape, but he was reciting the same scripture in his mouth.

The scriptures were obscure, and Yuan Dian couldn't understand them, but when this voice came into his ears, Yuan Dian felt a kind of meditation, and then an invisible force gathered into his body from all directions, and every trace of such power would make him feel a little happy, but for this kind of power, Yuan Dian couldn't explain what kind of existence it was, but he felt that it contained a strong sense of yearning for survival.

And under the golden cloud, it is the scene that appears many times.

Below, the sky is dark, the heavens and the earth are in the midst of great changes, huge mountains and rivers are shattered, rivers, lakes and seas are raging, cities and county buildings are collapsing, and there are raging flames everywhere, and the turbulent sea water is the whole thing that looks like the sky is falling apart.

In the midst of such a great change, mortals are like leaves in the wind, losing their lives one after another, turning into corpses, soul thoughts, cultivators flying around, all kinds of demon beasts, devil races, and other races, also unable to escape the fate of death.

Tragic scenes everywhere. Life is passing one by one, to the end. The space began to crumble, and all the qiē was swallowed up. Vanishing and invisible.

And in this process, with the chanting of the twelve golden-bodied Buddha cultivators, one after another faint soul thoughts emerged, rose, and under the purification of the Buddhist scriptures, washed away the resentment, just with the yearning for survival, flew upward, and flew in the direction where Yuan Dian was......

"Amitabha. Does this fellow Daoist have anything on his mind?" Just when Yuan Dian was a little depressed, the Yuanying-level old monk who led the team walked over and said a word, making Yuan Dian recover from the shock.

"What the hell is wrong with me? It seems that I will have to ask Huo Ye in the future. ”

With a secret sigh in his heart, Yuan Dian didn't have time to think about anything, so he immediately folded his hands, bowed to the old monk, and then flipped his palm, took out ten medium-grade spirit stones and put them in the Huayuan Cup.

Seeing Yuan Dian like this. The old monk immediately smiled slightly, took out a Bodhi seed, and said to Yuan Dian: "Daoist friends are kind-hearted, and my Buddha will definitely bless Daoist friends on the road to cultivating truth." ”

"Thank you, Master, for your good words. ”

Between words. Yuan Dian stretched out his hand to take the Bodhi seed with a dark color, but at this moment, the faint green smoke that was rising in the Buddha Yuan incense burner silently emitted some golden rays that ordinary people could not detect. A part of it entered the bodhi, which made the originally gray bodhi instantly brighten. Immediately, a red light flashed, and the other part was absorbed by Yuan Dian's body. Disappear.

Naturally, there is no need to say anything about the fine mangs absorbed by Yuan Dian, and when the red mangs dissipated, the gray Bodhi seed in Yuan Dian's hand has already turned into a storage zài that exudes a thick blood-red color like blood-colored spirit jade.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Dian was also surprised, unconsciously looked left and right, and found that other people did not appear like him, and at this time, the old monk standing opposite him saw this change in the Bodhi seed in Yuan Dian's hand, and his face changed instantly, and his face was full of shock when he looked at Yuan Dian.

"This master, junior...... This ......" obviously found that the Bodhi seed in his hand had changed differently from others, and then looked at the sudden change in the face of the Buddha in front of him, Yuan Dian also asked a little unclear.

At this time, the Yuanying-level Buddha cultivator recovered his calm from the shock, and said respectfully to Yuan Dian: "Daoist friends think of all sentient beings, with the power of benevolence, my Buddha has a sense of fate, good, good." ”

Here, the old man has a word, and please keep it in mind. ”

"Master, please?"

"Cultivating thousands of avenues, the heart is the king, the heart is the top, and the cultivation of the truth is destined to be full of disasters and difficulties, but as long as the Taoist friends adhere to their hearts, he will definitely achieve something one day, my Buddha blesses, good, good. ”

Although Yuan Dian didn't know much about this monk's words, but it felt similar to what Huo Ye had said, Yuan Dian still wrote it down, then smiled slightly, folded his hands, and bowed down again: "Thank you Master Jiyan." ”

Then, following the example of the others, he tied the Bodhi Seed around his waist and turned away.

After Yuan Dian entered Tianmi City and walked out of a distance, an old monk in the late stage of the Jiedan came to the old monk at the Yuan Infant level and asked: "Senior brother, the little benefactor just now has a God-given Buddha fate, why didn't Senior Brother introduce this person into my Buddha Gate and let him become an immortal and a Buddha on the Buddha Cultivation Avenue?"

Turning his head and glancing at the Buddha cultivator, the old monk in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty gestured to the Buddha incense burner beside him and said: "This son can get the power of the ancestor's mind to sense, and he is indeed the best candidate for cultivating the Buddha's way, and the future Buddha's achievements will definitely be extremely high, but the power of the twelve senses is directly absorbed by this son's body." ”

"Although this son is destined for my Buddha, he is destined not to be one of my Buddhas in this life, and even has some ...... for my Buddha , fate gathers and scatters, fate is born and dies, he has his own path, he can't force it, he doesn't need to force it. ”

Hearing the old monk say this, the face of the monk Jiedan also changed continuously, looking at Yuan Dian who had long since passed, he could only cry out regret and shake his head again and again.

Yuan Dian naturally couldn't know the words of the Buddha who was guarding the door, but at this time, Yuan Dian, who was walking on the street, was also recalling the illusion he suddenly entered and the red Bodhi Zi he had just gotten, and he also had questions in his heart.

"Why is the miserable scene in the illusion just now so real, as if I experienced it with my own eyes? Why did the twelve golden Buddhas appear in the illusion this time?"

"Why do you keep coming up from time to time? Is it related to my past life, or is it something else?"

Yuan Dian had heard that there was a cycle of life and death in the cultivation realm, and even some powerful monks could use some strange treasures to determine their own reincarnation, and after reincarnation again, they could remember their past lives, and the unconscious Yuan Dian also thought about the illusions that appeared one after another in that direction.

But after thinking about it, he couldn't understand the essentials, and in desperation, Yuan Dian could only attribute the turning of the Bodhi seed in his hand to the illusion he suddenly entered.

After shaking his head, Yuan Dian immediately stopped thinking about these questions, but observed the buildings in Tianmi City in front of him and the monks who came and went in Tianmi City.

The buildings of Tianmi City have obvious Buddhist temple colors, and most of the surrounding buildings are red, yellow, and gold as the main style, and most of the buildings are pointed or round, not as angular as ordinary buildings, and have different forms.

In Tianmi City, there are all kinds of shops, buying and selling, buying and selling, all of them are cultivated resources, and from the perspective of the monks who come in and out, the business of each one is quite good, which only shows the prosperity of this city.

Some of these shops did not shy away from where they came from, but showed their background with great fanfare, which surprised Yuan Dian as well.

For example, in a Dan pharmacy called Dan Ghost Fang, next to the three big characters of 'Dan Ghost Fang', there are three words that indicate the identity behind it.

The other shop that buys and sells spirit runes is even more obvious, directly playing the signboard of the Bai family's rune shop, which alone proves that this shop is definitely the property of the Bai family among the twelve major forces.

After watching for half an hour, Yuan Dian found that in addition to Zhihua Kingdom, each of the other eleven major forces had their own industries in Tianmi City, and some of them had more than one.

Yuan Dian had no doubts about the authenticity of these industrial stores, after all, the twelve major forces dominated the entire Ziqiong Continent, and their prestige and strength were unchallengeable, and no force dared to pretend to be.

In addition to the buildings and shops, another thing that surprised Yuan Dian was the monks in Tianmi City.

Buddha cultivators, and Buddhist cultivators in monk's robes occupy half of them, and they participate in the trading of ordinary monks in Tianmi City, and those who come and go have their own affairs.

However, all those who cultivate the truth need all kinds of cultivation resources, and Buddhist cultivation is naturally no exception, they also need to cultivate, so naturally they also have needs, and it is reasonable to patronize various shops that buy and sell cultivation resources.

Seeing such a scene, Yuan Dian also sighed again and again in his heart: "Buddha cultivation is also cultivation!"

In addition to Buddhist cultivators, the other half are monks of other races, and the monks of the human race occupy the majority, but the cultivators of other races such as the demon race, the ghost race, and the demon race also have a lot of existence.

These monks do not shy away from their original identity in the slightest, and they are afraid that others will not know their old background, and their bodies are all intentionally or unintentionally exuding an aura unique to their race, so that others can distinguish them at a glance.

In addition to the monks of all races, that is the practice of monks who walk the streets.

In the condensation period, it is the bottom cultivation anywhere, and in the same way, it is the largest cultivation group everywhere.

In Tianmi City, it was naturally no exception, and among the monks who came and went, the monks of the Condensation Stage accounted for the vast majority.

However, unlike Thunder City on the Qionglei Peninsula, in Tianmi City, it is already common for monks to be in the Yudan stage, and one will be seen almost not far away, and even some Yuan Infant monks are walking back and forth on the street.

In just half an hour, Yuan Dian had already seen six Yuanying early stage cultivators, and this alone was enough to show the strength of Tianmi City's cultivation power.

"I just don't know if I'll see the legendary power of the Silent Period?" Looking at the monks who came and went around him, with such thoughts, Yuan Dian walked forward. (To be continued......)