God Level Cultivation System

"Go, go in and see!" Zhang Lang used the blue Xiang Luoyang shovel to tear the entrance out and took the lead into the ecstasy.

Qin Qi and others followed closely and stepped through the barrier. What they saw was an identical Sansheng Temple.

The same is broken, and it may collapse at any time.

But unlike the previous one, there was a monk who was beating the wooden fish.

A few people were shocked in their hearts, but they didn’t dare to come. It’s really strange that there is a monk in this place.

"Is it an ominous spirit?" Xiaohua said.

"Not like", Zhang Lang shook his head, his instrument did not produce induction.

Qin Qi looked around and fixed the god, and said: "The younger Qin Qi, I have seen this master."

The monk knocked on the wooden fish, and it was very stable. Even if Qin Qi came in, there was no change.

However, at the moment Qin Qi opened, he finally settled, did not continue to knock the wooden fish.

Immediately, the monk stood up and slowly turned back.

Qin Qi and others are in a tight heart, the body is brewing, and it is already in a state of war.

After all, no one is sure, this monk is an enemy or a friend.

The monks turned back.

It's a very ordinary person, at least it looks like this.

However, Qin Qi could not perceive the breath of his body, and naturally he could not know what kind of combat power he had.

"Amitabha, a few donors can come here, it is a fate, please sit down," and the monks clasped their hands together and performed a Buddha power.

Qin Qi and others naturally return to courtesy.

In the face of this intractable existence, the other party does not take the lead in indicating attitude, Qin Qi is naturally happy to be safe.

The monks said that they would have a hand, and Qin Qi and others would have a futon.

Seeing this, Qin Qi sat down with their words, but they still maintain a high degree of vigilance.

There is really no difference between this Sansheng Temple and the one just above, like the world in the mirror.

However, it is not a change.

The monks don't have to say it.

Looking out through the open temple door, it is not a scene of the Buddha and the War, but a night.

Yes.

In this illusion, time never stays at the time of sunset and rise, but enters a long night.

very quiet.

The monks also sat down, calmed and no longer speak.

Seeing this, Qin Qi can only speak first. "Master, I don't know how to call it?"

"Barren wood", Elm smiled.

"Yumu?" Xiaohua and Qin Qi looked at each other.

Although it is speculated that this master of the wood is related to the Buddha's demon, there are only some legends about the Buddha's demon.

In addition to the title of the Buddha Mozi, what is it called, no one knows.

"Master Elm, there is something I want to ask you." Qin Qi does not care about those, take the initiative to attack.

"The donor please say."

"Master is a Buddha magic?" Qin Qi straightforward.

"No", the coffin is also very direct.

No?

Xiaohua suddenly spoke. "Do you know the Buddha's demon?"

"I don't know", Elm answered.

Hearing the words, Qin Qi stunned and knew the intention of Xiaohua.

It seems that this coffin does not necessarily have nothing to do with the Buddha's demon. He may, however, be the remains of the Buddha's buddhist side.

There are ominous spirits outside, which are terrible, and the reason why these ominous spirits appear is because the deceased's obsession has not disappeared.

Now that I have seen the coffin, perhaps it is the obsession of the deceased.

It is understandable that the Buddha’s obsessive body does not know the Buddha’s demon.

"Master, I don't know why this temple is called Sansheng Temple, but it is related to Sanshengshi?" Qin Qi asked, and he was looking forward to it.

Elm nodded and said slowly: "The donor said that the Sansheng Temple is indeed related to Sanshengshi."

That's true!

Qin Qi couldn't help but get excited.

"Three raw stones, can you be here?" Qin Qi quickly said.

Xiaohua looked suspiciously to Qin Qi, and some did not understand why Qin Qi was so nervous.

"The original was indeed in this temple, but later, it was taken away."

"Who was taken away, where is it taken?"

"A Bodhisattva", Yumu Tao, immediately after the meal, said: "It seems that she was brought to the eternal Buddha."

Sure enough, in the eternal Buddha?

But when it came to the Bodhi tree before, it said that in the eternal Buddha, they did not find the Sansheng stone.

It seems now that Sanshengshi may have appeared in the eternal Buddha's land, but later, he lost again and went to another place.

Of course, it is not excluded here that the Sansheng Stone is in the eternal Buddha, but the dragon dances themselves and they have not found it.

"Dare to ask how the Buddha called it?" Qin Qi could not help but ask.

This may become a clue to the search for Sansheng Stone in the future.

"called the Pure Buddha Bodhisattva", Yumu Tao, he knows a lot.

Net Buddha Bodhisattva.

Qin Qi heard this title, and he was shocked. He knew that the dragon light dance was a unique physique and was called the Buddha Buddha body.

I don't know if there is a connection between the Buddha and the Buddha.

"The net Buddha and Bodhisattva, never heard of it," Xiaohua shook his head.

No matter whether it is Buddhism in the Tao, Buddhism or even Buddha, there is no such a Buddhist master.

"In addition, the master knows about the whereabouts of Sanshengshi?" Qin Qi asked.

"After that, I don't know," said Yumu.

In this regard, Qin Qi can not talk about disappointment, after all, just try to ask a question.

Since talking about Sanshengshi, Qin Qi naturally wants to ask a question that the world's living beings want to ask for answers.

"Master, Sanshengshi, can you really see people in the past and present and in the afterlife?" Qin Qi asked quietly.

This question, Xiaohua and Zhang Lang are also breathless and want to know.

Ghosts are expressionless, but they are not interested.

Sanshengshi, if it really has such a magical ability, it means that the reincarnation is real.

Otherwise, why come three lives.

"It's hard to say," Elm shook his head.

"What is hard to say?" Qin Qi frowned.

There is, there is, there is no, what is difficult to say?

"What is the past life, what is this life, what is the afterlife?"

Qin Qi mouth twitching, what is this problem?

"Or, to put it another way, are you yesterday, are you like today, are you in the future, are you the same as you?"

"Nature is different," Qin Qi frowned.

"Since it is different, can you understand that yesterday you are dead, today you are new, that is to say, in the past you are the past life, the future you are the afterlife!"

"Master, this is not true?" Qin Qi is somewhat confused.

"So, what is three life, what is life and death?"

"If even this can't be said clearly, and the understanding is not clear, then the problem of the donor will be meaningless," Zhangmu laughed.

Qin Qi looked awkward.

This Buddhist meditation is really not understood by ordinary people. Qin Qiqing is fortunate that he has not entered the Buddhist temple, otherwise he is estimated to be mad.

After thinking about it, Qin Qi simply asked: "Three raw stones, can you see the past?"

"What is the past, what is..."

Qin Qi’s eyes are shaking and his eyes are obviously poor.

"Yes," the coffin nodded. "..."