I have a role in the heavens

A bright golden light rose from the bowl and spread out high in the sky, revealing a high mountain. The winding stone steps extended to the end of the mountain forest, and a temple vaguely appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Fairy means!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and stunned by the method of Buddhist Mustard Seed Na Sumeru. There was an uproar and caused countless discussions.

“What is Sumerna mustard seed?”

Buddhism has declined in Dafeng, and many people do not know the magical powers of Buddhism. Even the Jin Luo behind Wei Yuan looked confused and looked at Wei Yuan in confusion.

"Sumiru hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds absorb Sumeru. It is said that the Buddha has a mountain in his hand, called Mount Sumeru. That is his dojo. No matter where he goes, the dojo is there."

All the golden gongs showed a look of astonishment, remembering that during the Battle of Shanhai twenty years ago, Buddhism had used similar means to transport soldiers, horses, and food.

"Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand?!"

"There is a world hidden in this golden cymbal. It is a world without an owner. It is fair. The winner will not be determined by the owner's thoughts!"

Xu Zisheng saw at a glance the details of Master Du'e's magical powers. If there is a master in the Buddhist kingdom, and the victory or defeat depends on the master's thoughts, then it is not a fight.

"Jingsi, you enter it and sit in the second level!"

The handsome little monk in blue clothes stood up, saluted Master Du'e with his hands clasped together, and stepped into the golden bowl in full view of everyone.

The next moment, the picture unfolded high in the air showed a young monk climbing the mountain. He climbed the steps slowly, came to the mountainside, and sat cross-legged.

Rays of golden light fell from high in the sky and converged on Monk Jingsi. In an instant, his body was covered with a layer of golden light, and his whole body was as if cast in gold.

"Hey, the body is made of golden light, and the Vajra body of Jingsi is enhanced with the Sumeru world. With Xu Qi'an's current strength, it is difficult to easily pierce the little monk's golden body!"

Xu Zisheng showed a bit of surprise, his eyes flashed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a sneer, thinking secretly.

"You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!"

"With the blessing of the Vajra body from the world of Sumeru, I can also evolve into the wonderful realm of the Heavenly Demon and enhance the power of Xu Qi'an's Heavenly Demon Ruyi Sword!"

"This battle is: mountain climbing! If you reach the top of the mountain and enter the temple, if you still don't want to convert to Buddhism, then we, the Buddhist sect, have lost. Si Tianjian has three chances to challenge."

Master Du'e spoke, and the sound of the Buddha's voice resounded throughout the capital. Everyone could hear it clearly, and the content of the fight was finally clear.

When Xu Zisheng heard this, he chuckled. He finally understood why Jian Zheng chose Xu Qi'an. Xu Qi'an had six impure roots and three poisons. He also had the right hand of Monk Shenshu living in his body. As long as he could break into the top of the mountain and enter the temple , even Buddhism has difficulty in converting it.

At this moment, a man in a cloak slowly walked out of the gate of the Star Observation Tower. He was holding a wine jar in his hand, wearing a hood, his head lowered, and his face could not be seen clearly. It was Xu Qi'an at this time. The moment he stepped out of the steps, the low chanting sound spread throughout the audience, and along with the energy, it reached everyone's ears.

"When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he walked around the world in a green shirt with a sword."

Xu Zisheng looked at Xu Qi'an's dress and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, knowing why he dressed like this, mainly to cover up his bald head.

Xu Qi'an took the second step, and his low voice suddenly became louder, full of masculine spirit and extremely heroic.

"One day the roc rises with the wind and soars ninety thousand miles."

In those arbors, one by one the civil servants stood up unconsciously and glanced at the figure.

Only Xu Zisheng sat there quietly, stuffing the cakes on the table into Xu Lingyin's hands, and calmly watched Xu Qi'an show off his dignity in front of others.

Xu Qi'an took the third step again, pointing to the sky with one hand, and his voice changed from high to strong, full of domineering, or in other words, aggressive style.

"The sky is the shore to the end of the sea, and I am the pinnacle of martial arts!"

"He knows how to create a character for himself, isn't he afraid of doing somersaults?!"

Xu Zisheng complained secretly, with a speechless expression on his face. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the food residue from the corner of the little girl's mouth, earning a grateful smile from the little girl.

Inside and outside the field, each martial artist looked excited, his blood was boiling, and the energy in his body was surging and radiating out, echoing Xu Qi'an with a terrifying momentum.

Xu Qi'an took another step, let out a long roar, and said loudly.

"One body has traveled three thousand miles, and one sword has served as a division for millions."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and leaned forward slightly. This great military master and the most famous general in the world was affected by these words. He seemed to have returned to the days of battlefield battles in the past. The sound of fighting echoed in his mind. Others The general also suddenly stood up, his body surging with energy, exuding terrifying evil spirit and fighting spirit, his eyes were bloodshot, and his murderous intent was terrifying.

Xu Qi'an took the fifth step and let out a long sigh, his voice full of emotion and lamentation, and he sighed quietly.

"If heaven had not given birth to me, Xu Ningyan, the nine states would have been like a long night!"

When Xu Qi'an's little cousin heard this, he was trembling with anger. This was Xu Xinnian's pinnacle work, which he created out of frustration, but was shamelessly plagiarized by Xu Qi'an.

"Brother is so shameless."

Xu New Year was extremely angry. He looked around and saw dull faces, lamenting in his heart.

"It was me who should have said this, and it was me who they should look up to!"

Xu Qi'an stopped reciting poems, carried the wine jar, walked into the arena step by step, and finally stopped by the golden bowl. Then, he took off his hood and raised his head to drink. The wine flowed along his chin and stained the skirt of his clothes, showing his unrestrained style. Suddenly he threw the wine jar to the ground, and laughed wildly amidst the crashing sound.

"Heroes in the world are born in our generation, but once they enter the world, they are destroyed by time. In the chat and laughter of grand plans and hegemony, they can't bear the drunkenness of life."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Qi'an jumped into the golden bowl. He was full of generosity and heroism, earning everyone's admiration and admiration. His character soared, and he successfully created a character image with unparalleled poetic talent.

The white-clothed warlock Yang Qianhuan's whole body was twitching at this time. He had always regarded Xu Qi'an as his greatest enemy in this life, and always wanted to overpower him. This was originally a good opportunity for others to show his holiness, but he was handed over to Xu Qi'an by the prison. He missed the opportunity and couldn't help but lament.

"No! This was my chance, it was my chance! Teacher Jianzheng made a mistake on me, Teacher Jianzheng made a mistake on me!"

The corners of Xu Zisheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at Yang Qianhuan who was looking up to the sky and sighing. He secretly laughed in his heart. This white-clothed warlock who likes to turn his back to all living beings may regret it for the rest of his life!

Foshan is towering, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland outside the world. The vague Sanskrit singing can be heard in the ears, making people feel peaceful unconsciously, abandoning all the worries of the world, leaving peace and joy in their hearts. In front of them is a winding road. The winding stone steps extend deep into the clouds and mist.

Xu Qi'an dispersed his thoughts and sensed it for a moment, but he didn't detect any breath of life, and there were no silverfish, birds or beasts.

"Little monk Jingsi is sitting on the mountainside. This shouldn't be the first level. What is the first level?"

With doubts, Xu Qian started climbing the mountain. After walking calmly for a quarter of an hour, he saw a small stone tablet beside the stone steps. On the tablet was engraved: Eight Sufferings!

Buddhism believes that there are eight sufferings in life, namely birth, old age, illness, death, separation from love, meeting of resentments and hatred, not being able to get what you want, and the five yin being strong!

From the outside world, Master Du'e's compassionate voice echoed in the ears of the audience, full of compassion and mercy.

"This first level is the Eight Suffering Formation. Only those with a firm mind are qualified to climb the mountain and continue to accept the test of Buddhism."

On the Bagua stage, Emperor Yuan Jing, wearing a Taoist robe, stood on the edge, overlooking the square, and asked Jian Zheng on the side.

"Jianzheng, I have also heard of the Eight Pain Arrays, but I don't know how powerful they are?"

"The Eight Pains Formation is not a formation known for its power. This formation is more about testing one's character and tempering one's state of mind."

The supervisor was drinking a small drink, very leisurely. He didn't seem to care whether Xu Qi'an could break through this formation, and explained to Emperor Yuan Jing in a leisurely manner.

"If an innocent child enters the Eight Suffering Formation, he can come out easily. The more experienced a person is, the harder it is to break the formation. In Buddhism, these Eight Suffering Formations are used by monks to sharpen their mental state. People who have experienced trials will have better mental states. More and more perfect. Some people fall into the eight sufferings, and the Buddha's heart is broken."

Emperor Yuan Jing's heart was awe-inspiring, his face was solemn, his brows were slightly furrowed, he looked up at Xu Qian's figure in the picture, and said with some lack of confidence.

"If an eminent Buddhist monk is like this, let alone Xu Qi'an?"

Jian Zheng smiled and didn't care at all. He seemed confident and not so obsessed with winning or losing. He said lightly.

"It's not that easy to win a battle with Buddhism. There are only a handful of people in Kyoto who have the ability to survive this formation safely."

When Emperor Yuan Jing heard this, he frowned and lacked confidence. He didn't think Xu Qi'an could survive this formation. If Buddhism emphasizes a thorough bodhicitta, then a martial artist has no taboos and a turbid heart. The two paths are completely opposite, making it more difficult to survive this period.

"If we lose this battle, the originally equal alliance relationship will be tilted!"

Emperor Yuan Jing was worried that compared with twenty years ago, Dafeng's national power was greatly weakened and could no longer compare with the Buddhism in the Western Regions.

This is something that is tacitly understood, and no one will say it. But if he loses this battle, it will be recorded in the history books, which is equivalent to putting the matter on the bright side. When future generations study this period of history, they will think that in Yuan Jing's later years, Dafeng's national power was weakened, and that the emperor Yuan Jing was not the leader of the ZTE, but a fatuous emperor.

"You can't lose, you have to win no matter what. There are three chances. If Xu Qi'an loses, I have no choice but to ask Xu Zisheng to take action. The worst I can do is allow him to join the cabinet!"

Emperor Yuan Jing looked solemn. In order not to lose face, he would rather bow to Xu Zisheng and allow Xu Zisheng to enter the cabinet. It was a huge price.

When Jian Zheng heard this, he also put down the wine glass in his hand and looked at Emperor Yuan Jing in surprise. He knew that the emperor hated Xu Zisheng, but he didn't expect that he was willing to bow to Xu Zisheng for this fight. This was his They didn't expect that if he had known that Emperor Yuan Jing was like this, he should have directly borrowed Xu Zisheng, so that there would be no suspense in the fight.

"There is no energy fluctuation, no dangerous feedback, and the Eight Bitter Formations will not attack me."

Xu Qi'an stood by the stone tablet, not daring to move for a long time. After an unknown amount of time, he stepped onto the stone steps and entered the formation. In an instant, the scene before his eyes changed. Foshan faded away, the steps faded away, and darkness blocked his sight.

"Wow!"

Xu Qian immediately heard the cry of a baby, and the cry tore through the darkness. He saw white walls, white sheets, people in white uniforms, and a nurse holding a newborn baby and wiping him.

Xu Qi'an once again experienced life from scratch, reincarnation, and was exhausted. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he started the next reincarnation again.

Xu Qi'an's eyes were closed tightly, and he was lying in the Eight Pain Formation, with a look of pain on his face, as if he was suffering from incomparable suffering, wishing to die completely, and unwilling to start another reincarnation again.

Xu Lingyin's belly bulged from eating at this time, and she had time to look around. She looked up at Xu Qian in the picture, her big eyes full of confusion, raised her chubby little hand, pointed in the air, and turned back to Xu Zisheng asked.

"Brother, what happened to my eldest brother?"

Xu Zisheng was extremely calm, glanced up and said nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, it's okay! Your brother just had a nightmare!"

Xu Lingyin nodded ignorantly, believing it to be true, so she didn't care anymore. She continued to chew the fruit in her hand, her speed slower than at the beginning. She must have eaten almost all of it.

Next to him, Wei Yuan looked nervous and had bulging veins on the back of his hand, and he unconsciously leaned forward. His eyes were always fixed on the scroll in the air without moving away. He was obviously very worried about the safety of his own son.

The Eight Suffering Formation is used by Buddhist monks to sharpen the Buddha's mind. If a warrior falls into it and cannot break the formation, his state of mind will be broken and he will become a useless person. If he passes the formation safely, it means that the person possesses Buddha nature. The Buddhists took advantage of the opportunity and could win the battle. Master Du'e set up this formation with sinister intentions and deep calculations.

The first level is to test the Buddha nature. If there is no Buddha nature, Xu Qi'an will be destroyed and Buddhism will win. If he has Buddha nature, there will be several more stages waiting for him to enter Buddhism. In this way, Buddhism will not only win, but also give Dafeng a slap in the face. The people sent to fight will eventually become Buddhist disciples. This slap is unnecessary. too harsh.

Xu Zisheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Master Du'e who was sitting cross-legged under the pergola. This second-grade Arhat's scheming manor was extraordinary in his wisdom and strategy. He took one step and saw ten steps.

"It's a pity that no matter how cunning and cunning you are, you still have to drink my foot-washing water!"

Xu Zisheng sneered. Deep in his mind, a demonic land appeared. Countless demons were wreaking havoc and wreaking havoc. They evolved into various environments, indulged in sensuality and sex, evolved into the miasma of the mortal world, and transformed into all living beings.

An invisible wave spread from Xu Zisheng's body, fell into the golden bowl, and penetrated into the depths of Xu Qian's mind.

Xu Qian's heart was shaken. A fierce god with three heads and six arms appeared in his mind. He was surrounded by black energy and the evil energy was condensed. He was holding a Heavenly Demon Ruyi Knife in his hand. The blade shone with black light and seemed to be able to devour everything in the world. Seven emotions and six desires wrapped around the blade. Compressed and condensed, it turned into an extremely sharp blade, flew out of the blade, became invisible and fell into the Eight Pain Formation.

Under the influence of this sword light, Xu Qi'an also pulled out the saber at his waist, and slashed the sword from heaven and earth out of his hand. He gathered his energy and energy and swung the sword with all his strength.

The mysterious power of Buddhism that tested Xu Qi'an seemed to have encountered a nemesis, violent fluctuations began, and the entire Eight Pain Formation shook wildly.

"Kakaka!"

There was a burst of shattering sounds, and cracks appeared on the stone tablet. The debris fell, and under the shocked gaze of countless people, it suddenly shattered and turned into flying rocks all over the sky, shooting out with domineering force. It made a popping sound and shot through the air.

Master Du'e's expression changed slightly, he was silent for a moment, and then he spoke again. The Buddha's voice was loud and clear and reached the ears of countless people.

"The Eight Suffering Formation is only the first level, the second level is called the Diamond Formation!"

On top of Foshan, Xu Qi'an rested for a while and continued to climb the stairs. He did not encounter any more checkpoints along the way and came directly to Monk Jingsi.

At this moment of Jingsi, the whole body is like being cast in gold, emitting wisps of faint golden light, just like the golden body of Arhat in the temple, majestic, fearless, and unrivaled.

"I'm envious. If I learn this magical skill and become golden all over, I'm afraid I can sleep with all the oirans in the Jiaofang Division!"

Xu Qi'an was so wretched that he naturally thought wrongly, imagining that this Buddhist vajra body could be used in a romantic field, fearing that it would be detrimental to all, and he was very envious.

"Master Jingsi!"

Xu Qian stopped, sat down on the steps below, and said while discussing.

"Can I take a break?"

Xu Qi'an had just made that knife, and had exhausted all the power in his body. He had entered the sage time and needed to slow down before he had the strength to break the formation again.

The little monk Jingsi sat cross-legged, with a majestic appearance, like a golden Arhat. His face was compassionate, he nodded with a smile, and spoke very generously.

"Donor, please adjust your breath."

Although Xu Qi'an did not break the formation, he was not idle. He started chatting with the little monk Jingsi.

"Master, has he been a monk since childhood?"

Xu Qian looked at the young monk in front of him and chatted.

Monk Jingsi nodded, confirming Xu Qi'an's guess.

"Master, are you practicing Zen or martial arts?"

"Double cultivation of Zen and martial arts."

"Cultivation of both Zen and martial arts? This young monk's talent is amazing!"

Xu Qian paused, nodded slightly, and said again.

"I heard that Buddhism emphasizes entering the world first and then being reborn. The master has been a monk since he was a child, and he doesn't even have a family. How can he become a monk?"

Monk Jingsi heard that Xu Qi'an wanted to differentiate Buddhism with him, so he was not afraid at all and spoke loudly.

"Being a monk means to cut off the threads of worries and escape into Buddhism. The donor does not need to use sophistry and chew words. The poor monk has practiced Buddhism since childhood, traveled in the Western Regions, and experienced all the sufferings in the world, as well as the eight sufferings in life."

"Master, what do you think of women?"

Xu Qi'an did not dwell on this topic, but changed the topic and talked about things that the young monk had never experienced.

"Bone scraper!"

Monk Jingsi looked firm and commented concisely.

"It's too early to say this. Master has never touched female sex. How could he know that female sex is not the most wonderful thing in the world."

The debate between Xu Qi'an and the young monk Jingsi reached everyone's ears clearly, and they all looked at Xu Qi'an with strange eyes.

"Is this a re-argument of the law? It looks like an old driver leading a child into mischief!"

"But it's every word, every word, that speaks to our hearts!"

Some fellow-minded people laughed and looked at each other with deep sympathy and admiration.

"It is true that the poor monk has never experienced female lust, but female lust is as fierce as a tiger. This is something that countless eminent monks have passed down word of mouth. The donor should not force his words to make excuses."

The little monk Jingsi had a firm Zen mind and was unmoved. He rebutted Xu Qi'an righteously.

“As the saying goes, if you don’t enter the tiger’s den, you won’t get the tiger’s cubs!”

Xu Qi'an seemed to strongly disagree and said a sentence full of profound meaning. Unless you are an experienced driver, you will never understand the profound meaning contained in this sentence.