Fantasy: I become stronger when I meet a strong opponent. My cultivation has no upper limit.

At this time, the Brahma Palace was very lively, and many people looked enthusiastic, looking at the temple standing on the top, with a kind of pilgrimage mentality.

"The day has come again for the Dharma Altar to be opened in Xuankong Temple. This time I will definitely understand the profound meaning of Buddhism from Master Abbot."

"Master Abbot is such a good man. With his magnanimity and mind, he is worthy of being the spiritual leader of meditation in the world."

"After all, that is the existence closest to the true Buddha!"

There was a lot of discussion, and many people were lamenting.

One of the men stretched out his finger and said in surprise: "Hey, are those people members of the royal family of the Pure Land Kingdom? Are they also here to listen to Master Abbot's lecture?"

Everyone looked in the direction.

I saw two men and one woman walking along the stone steps to the top. They were wearing luxurious clothes and royal medals around their waists. Their temperament was very different from ordinary people.

There is a group of elite guards following behind him at all times. They are all as energetic as dragons and have strong cultivation.

"My dear friend, are you from outside? You know, every time the abbot of Xuankong Temple opens a Buddhist altar, the leader of the Pure Land Kingdom asks his daughter to come and learn. After so many years, this has become a must for members of the royal family. thing!"

"I see!"

Everyone stopped talking and stepped up the stairs with one heart and one mind.

According to the rules of Xuankong Temple, if you want to go to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, or listen to Buddhist teachings, you need to walk through the 굛10,000 steps of Brahma.

If you don't have the patience and rashly plunder, you will be considered to be insincere and will be rejected by the monks of Xuankong Temple!

"Ever since I listened to Master Abbot's lecture, I have gained a thorough understanding of the Buddhist Golden Body. Even if I face an attack from a demon king, I will be able to resist it with my physical body."

The speaker is the Great Emperor of the Pure Land Kingdom. He is tall and powerful, with hair standing like steel needles and bright eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother has a good understanding," the second emperor next to him said with a smile, holding a folding fan and shaking it gently, like a graceful gentleman with a beautiful tree in the wind.

"Second brother, why didn't you tell me earlier that your mastery of the mantra has improved further, and you even told me that you are sure you can suppress a demon king." Princess Mingyue joked with bright eyes and white teeth.

She was wearing a purple dress, her hair was flowing down smoothly, and her figure was well curved, especially her half body, which stood like a peak, exuding an irresistible charm.

The second emperor was sweating on his forehead and said with a dry smile: "Little sister, you heard wrong."

The eldest brother said that he could compete with the Demon Emperor, but he said that he could suppress the Demon Emperor. This does not mean that he can defeat the eldest brother?

The emperor frowned, "Second brother, it seems that your strength has improved. After we go back, we two brothers will practice!"

"Brother, don't listen to my little sister's nonsense! How can I compare with you?" The second emperor said hurriedly, his head getting bigger.

If I were to be dragged into a sparring session, I would probably have to lie down for a day and a half.

"Look at how nervous you are. I just want to enhance the relationship between brothers. Besides, how long has it been since we practiced together? If you dare to refuse again, my eldest brother will think you look down on me!"

The first emperor directly hugged the second emperor's shoulders, stretched out his fist and made it crackle, as if he was madly suggesting that you should think clearly about the consequences.

The second emperor was so embarrassed. He was going to be beaten anyway, so he might as well agree to it first so that he could be beaten less harshly.

"good……"

"That's right! As expected of my good brother!"

"Second brother, don't worry, I will be there to cheer you on." Princess Mingyue covered her mouth and smiled softly, her eyebrows arched.

"Huh? It seems that you are really capable. Even my little sister wants to cheer you up, so I have to go all out!" the emperor said angrily.

The second emperor said with a sad face: "Little sister, don't add fuel to the anger anymore, the second brother treats you very well."

Seeing this, Princess Mingyue almost doubled over with laughter, and her chest trembled, making many people stare.

"Guys, please pay attention to the royal dignity here." The guard leader reminded in a low voice.

Suddenly.

The three of them stopped fighting and adopted a decent attitude.

"In two months, it will be my father's birthday banquet. I hope that I can take this opportunity to open the Dharma altar and understand new Buddhist principles, so that I can please my father." Princess Mingyue said secretly.

Many people climbed to the top one after another and went to the temple to listen to Buddhist teachings.

The monks put their hands together and looked solemn.

On the lotus seat, the abbot of Xuankong Temple sits cross-legged, with his thumb and middle finger intertwined, teaching Buddhism to the believers below:

"Bodhisattvas and mahasattvas should subdue their minds like this! All living beings: whether born from an egg, born from a womb, born from moisture, or born by transformation; whether they have form or colorlessness; whether they have thoughts, whether they have no thoughts, or whether they do not exist. Thoughts are not without thoughts, and I will be saved by nirvana. Just like the death of all sentient beings, there are no living beings that can be saved. Subhuti! A person with longevity is not a Bodhisattva..."

The old voice was full of calmness and tranquility, and kept ringing in everyone's hearts. Everyone was fascinated by it, as if their souls had been cleansed.

Many people who came from the outside world to practice meditation listened carefully at the scene, fearing that they would miss even a word.

"My Buddha is compassionate~" The first emperor and the second emperor murmured with admiration on their faces.

Princess Mingyue also clasped her hands together with a pious expression.

suddenly.

There were noisy sounds outside.

Princess Mingyue turned to look, her beautiful eyes widening instantly.

Several figures rushed to the front of the temple, not constrained by the tens of thousands of steps.

The leader was a young man in a black robe with silver-white hair, handsome face, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, with a mocking smile on his lips.

It can be seen that he has no reverence for the Buddhist holy land.

It seems that he is here to cause trouble!

"Several donors, you are ignoring the rules. Please leave Fantuo quickly. You are not welcome here!"

The monks looked gloomy and stopped them. The middle-aged monk who led the way released the cultivation of the fusion realm and warned them in a tone.

For so many years, I have never seen such an unruly young man!

"What did you say?"

"Donor, I said..."

Pah!

Ye Junlin slapped the middle-aged monk and sent him flying, "I gave you face?!"

"Brother Huide!" The monks were shocked. Where did this arrogant guy come from? He dared to come to the Hanging Temple to beat people?

"Catch him and wait for the abbot to decide!"

The monks swarmed in anger.

"Just you?" Li Wujie took a step forward with a sneer, and pulled out the ink knife worn on his waist. The knife energy was crisscrossed and extremely sharp.

"Ah..."

A group of monks flew out backwards, blood gushing from the corners of their mouths, their eyes rolled back and they lost consciousness.

"What's going on outside!?"

The noise was so loud that the people who were listening to the Buddhist teachings in the square looked at it in doubt.

Ye Junlin stretched out his hand, and his palm burst out with terrifying suction, and the plaque of the Hanging Temple was forcibly taken off.

This plaque was shining with precious light, engraved with the three big characters of the Hanging Temple. After endless years of baptism and the refining of generations of monks, the plaque itself even reached the threshold of a spiritual weapon.

This is the card of the Hanging Temple! No one is allowed to blaspheme!

Hong Qianye looked strange, what is this guy going to do?

Then, amid countless shocked eyes, Ye Junlin swaggered in with the plaque of the Hanging Temple, and then threw it into the air. The plaque drew a beautiful arc. Ye Junlin imitated the classic action of a former superstar, wiped his nose and shouted, and hit the plaque with a beautiful flying kick.

"Ah~!!"

At this moment, this plaque with the three characters of the Hanging Temple, which had been baptized by the years, exploded instantly, and the fragments flew everywhere.

Ye Junlin landed gracefully, with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

In an instant.

Everyone stood there like petrified, with an expression of disbelief.

Princess Mingyue's beautiful eyes were full of shock, and she murmured: "Oh my God, who is this person, how dare he..."