Mind Cultivation Record

It has no leaks, no grades and no steps. It is a cylindrical shape about the size of a thumb. It is red and crystal clear. At first glance, it looks like a pure ruby.

The name Wuluzi is rarely known, but its value is astonishing, because it is the product of the spiritual energy washing back and forth for tens of millions of years, so the meat inside can be said to be one layer of spiritual energy and one fold. The Wuluzi is cooked once every three thousand years, and the inside is There are three thousand folds. After a monk takes Wuluzi, these three thousand spiritual energy from different directions will continuously wash away the monk's physical body, thus having the unparalleled effect of reshaping the body and reshaping the body.

It is said that after the body is tempered to a certain extent, it can even ascend during the day, and the body becomes a saint. From then on, it will be in the immortal class, live as long as the heaven and earth, and shine with the sun and the moon.

Of course, those are all legends.

But even so, Xiao Mian still had a high regard for Wu Luzi's role.

Xiao Mian has been practicing the "Ten Thousand Poison Curse" for a short period of time, and the side effects are not obvious yet. However, if the time goes on and Xiao Mian refines more spiritual materials into his body, it is inevitable that a poisonous backlash like Bai Caiwei will occur, and This is a perfect savior!

Washing the body with no leakage is like an ordinary washing cloth, which can filter out all the impurities in the body, thereby achieving the perfect state of peace and harmony throughout the body.

After Xiao Mian wiped out all the flawless trees on the five strange trees, he still didn't give up and even thought about transplanting the five strange trees into cold stone boxes and taking them to the outside world.

"It's so heartless that a snake swallows an elephant! I told you that the leak-free child can only be generated inside the leak-free door. Do you want to move the leak-free door too?"

"Is there any way to move it?"

"……,forget it!"

After laughing for a while, Xiao Mian put away the more than a hundred flawless pieces and turned to look at the scene inside the white city.

Directly opposite the city gate is an avenue, which leads straight ahead. There is a huge and boundless garden on both sides of the avenue. All the things planted in the garden are spiritual things that are rare to see in the outside world. Many things, Xiao Mian I don’t know him at all.

It's just that the huge city is still empty, not even a living thing. There is a strange and disturbing silence in it.

Regarding the strange white city that appeared in the strange oasis, Xiao Mian had not thought about ignoring it, turning around and leaving without seeing it.

It's just that he accidentally bumped into the Sandbank of Death for more than a month, but he still couldn't find the edge of the Sandbank of Death.

This shows that Xiao Mian's stupid method before will not work at all. Xiao Mian even doubts that he thinks he is walking along a straight line. In fact, he may not necessarily be walking in circles. If this is true, Xiao Mian may be responsible for this all his life. .

Naturally, this is something Xiao Mian cannot allow. Although the white city that appears now is extremely strange, it may be Xiao Mian's only hope to leave the Sandbank of Death. What's more, after the incident of no leaks, Xiao Mian was full of expectations for this unpredictable trip.

As the saying goes, a man will not be rich without windfall, and a horse will not be fat without night grass. How could I know that this is not an opportunity for me, Xiao Mian. If I am not willing to take any risks, how can I become an immortal or ask questions?

Thinking like this, Xiao Mian gritted his teeth and walked on the road that led directly to who knows where.

Seeing some precious spiritual flowers, spiritual grass, and spiritual fruits along the way, Xiao Mian picked them and kept them in the cold stone box left by Li Mu Dao. If there were spiritual plants that even Guitou didn't recognize, Xiao Mian would put them in the cold stone box. The whole plant was transplanted into a cold stone box and kept until it reaches the outside world in the future. Then we can inquire about the information and wait for the price to be sold. Although I don’t know if I can leave the Sandbank of Death in the end, it is not Xiao Mian’s style to not pick up things along the way.

If you leave the Sandbank of Death in the future and fail to pick these readily available spiritual herbs, that would be an unreasonable move that would make you vomit blood.

After walking like this for a quarter of an hour, the end of the road was in sight.

Seeing the magnificent building appearing at the end of the avenue, Xiao Mian's tense mind relaxed slightly, because it was a Buddhist temple - the Lunchuanwang Temple!

Although Guitou has been belittling Buddhism and Buddhist cultivators all the time, but through contact with the two Venerables Fu Hu and Jiang Long, Xiao Mian felt that although the Buddhist monks were a little unreasonable, they were Be compassionate.

If it were a Buddhist temple, it would be safer, right?

I don’t know if it is because of the existence of the leak-free gate that everything in Shanjian City is no longer fortified. Therefore, there is no mystery about the temple gate of Lunchuan Temple.

With a creak, Xiao Mian pushed open the largest of the three temple doors.

The first thing that bore the brunt was a sculpture of a pot-bellied monk. The big monk was sitting on the ground, spread out like a mountain, with a golden body, but a big smile on his face.

Xiao Mian frowned, walked around the Buddha statue, and continued to move forward.

Not a moment later, they arrived at the Main Hall.

Not only was the door of the Main Hall wide open, but faint Sanskrit sounds could also be heard inside. Xiao Mian was stunned for a moment and realized that the sound sounded familiar.

Out of curiosity, Xiao Mian stepped into the Main Hall.

Sure enough, I saw a man sitting cross-legged in the hall with his back to the door of the hall, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from his mouth. As soon as he saw that figure, Xiao Mian suddenly realized - isn't this kid a young monk who appeared in Wan Zong City?

But, why did he appear here?

Full of suspicion, Xiao Mian came to the young monk. Just as he was about to ask, he was surprised to see a person walking around from behind the giant Buddha in the middle of the hall.

This man is very old and is clearly an old monk!

"Amitabha! This young disciple is meditating, so please ask this young benefactor not to disturb him!" The old monk, with his white eyebrows and long feet, looked like an eminent monk who had attained enlightenment. An idea flashed in Xiao Mian's mind, and he immediately guessed the identity of the other party. Thinking back to what Wan Zongsheng said to the young monk that day, as well as the subsequent conversation between Bai Yuxi and Bai Caiwei, it was obvious that they went to Western Shu State to find the old monk. I am afraid it was this person, the legendary person with the highest cultivation level in Western Shu State. The old monk is respected as the "Old Holy Monk". At that moment, Xiao Mian was startled and quickly bowed and saluted: "Junior Xiao Mian from Nanyue Province, I have met the senior!"

"No need to be polite! Are you Xiao Mian? I heard from my disciple that you caused a stir in Wan Zong City. Why, did you come to my Western Shu Province again?"

"Juniors don't dare!"

While bowing his head in salute, Xiao Mian was shocked: Listening to the old monk's words, is he currently in Western Shuzhou?

But once again thinking about the vastness of the Sandbank of Death and the weirdness of this city, if it suddenly changes to another space, there is nothing worth making a fuss about.

It's just that the young monk didn't seem to say anything good about himself in front of the old monk?

snort! This little bald donkey!

"Amitabha! The donor must not be disrespectful to my Buddhist disciples!"

As if he had an insight into Xiao Mian's inner thoughts, the old monk said this.

Xiao Mian was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked: Is this old guy... old monk... old holy monk going to become a Buddha?

How come you know exactly what you are thinking?

wrong!

This seems to be his mind power, one of the six fundamental powers of Buddhism! ?

The old holy monk is indeed amazing!

"Little benefactor! It's your chance to enter the leak-free door this time. Those leak-free bento boxes are the meeting gift given to you by the old monk." The old monk's words made Xiao Mian's uneasy heart calm down instantly, and he listened to the old monk. The monk continued: "Today is the birthday of my Buddha. The little donor already possesses Buddha nature and has a great opportunity to be with my Buddha. Why not meditate and chant sutras with my little disciple? You may have unexpected opportunities!"

"Buddha's birthday? As far as I know, isn't the Buddha's birthday on the eighth day of April?"

"Little donor! Look at the face of my holy Buddha!"

When Xiao Mian heard the words, he subconsciously looked up and saw the golden Buddha in the main hall, which was three feet high, with golden light shining all over his body, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the Buddha's light shimmering around him.

Unconsciously, Xiao Mian sat cross-legged next to the young monk, imitating the young monk's behavior, clasping his hands, closing his eyes slightly, and mumbling something...

From the beginning to the end, the old monk just looked at Xiao Mian quietly. It was not until Xiao Mian was completely in trance that the old monk hid behind the huge golden Buddha again.

As a result, only Xiao Mian and the young monk were left in the empty hall. They had the same posture, the same look, the same worship, and the same chanting. The only difference was that perhaps they were the same as the other. A bald person is not a bald person.

As time went by, the expressions of the two gradually became the same, and the chanting voices gradually became unified, as if there was only one voice chanting in the hall.

At this time, Xiao Mian was quite confused. Although he knew that he was chanting sutras, he could not remember why he was chanting sutras. He only knew that he had to recite sutras, and he had to keep reciting sutras until the end of the world and until his death. remove……

At this moment, a rather urgent cry rang out in Xiao Mian's mind.

"Xiao Mian! Why don't you wake up quickly!?"

A loud thunder woke up Xiao Mian.