Mirroring the changes

Practicing in this world, from the inside out, and then from the outside in, finally asking for the truth and attaining enlightenment.

The whole process is actually to build a small world of your own.

When your own small world is completed, you can transcend from the original world, or be swallowed by the original world.

Interestingly, the six seals created by Bodhidharma when he traveled through the six paths, under the illumination of the Jieyu mirror, can actually transform into a kind of building respectively.

Could this be the prototype of his future small world?

Li Chen couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

The "Wu Jian Seal" transformed into a small black room, and then gradually evolved into the "Wu Jian Dungeon", "Xixin Pavilion", "Shifang Daochang" and so on.

The "Shasheng Seal" transformed into an endless Shura field and a mysterious Killing Building.

And now the "Wuliang Seal" suddenly transformed into an Wuliang Mountain and an Wuliang Sea.

I don't know what new buildings will appear after Bodhidharma has practiced all six paths.

Are there any other connections between these buildings?

Li Chen sat down silently, and patted the Xu Yu gourd on his waist.

A line of wine flew out, drew a beautiful curve in the air, and finally went into Piao Ling's mouth.

The deer rang, accompanied by a burst of wine fragrance, Meihua Piao Ling licked his lips with satisfaction.

But at this moment, Li Sao, who was walking in the front, suddenly said: "Brother, where are we going next?"

Li Sao rode on the turtle son, swaying, very comfortable.

Li Chen silently finished his work, turning several thoughts in his mind, and finally blurted out: "We have been out for a while."

"It's time to go back to the Killing Temple."

As soon as these words came out, Li Sao immediately began to frown.

Although he still didn't want to go back so soon, after all, he had been out for so long, it was indeed time to go back.

Hum~

The turtle son under the seat obviously didn't understand the master's mood, and was now arching his nose and looking around.

"Amitabha."

"Since we are going back to the Killing Temple, then follow me." The monk Yehui, the disciple of Guangming Buddha, suddenly interrupted.

Li Chen was stunned for a moment, and saw that the other party had stretched out his right hand, dragging a boat-shaped magic weapon in his hand, shining brightly.

"Buddha of Guangming, you are not going back to the Killing Temple with us, are you?" Li Sao couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

Monk Yehui smiled and said without comment: "My 'Xin Zong' has just been established, and it is time to carry it forward."

"It is my duty~"

While speaking, Monk Yehui put his hands together and saluted, which was a matter of course.

This made Monk Xinguang nod his head: "Yes, my 'Xin Zong' was born, and it is time for us to learn and make progress."

"Ah?"

Li Sao was surprised: "Big monk, why are you going to the Killing Temple too?"

Monk Xinguang smiled and groped his big hand back and forth on his bald head.

He looked like he was following Master Lichen and reciting sutras.

Some were happy while others were sad, which caused the young monk Yinghui behind him to shake his head repeatedly.

"Uncle Master, no matter what, you have to go back to the Nalanda Temple with me first."

At this time, the Nalanda Temple seemed to be in crisis, and only this monk Xinguang could resolve it.

"No, no." Upon hearing this, the monk Xinguang shook his head and refused, without any room for maneuver.

When the young monk Yinghui was full of doubts, the old man sitting on the shoulder of the big monk suddenly spoke: "Little senior brother, my master told a fortune yesterday."

"If you go back to the Nalanda Temple this time, it will be more dangerous than good."

As soon as these words came out, the young monk Yinghui was stunned in place, his face full of sorrow.

Could it be that the disaster of the master's sect this time could not be resolved?

Just when he was about to ask again, it was the young monk Miaodi from the White Horse Temple who was surprised and said: "We have finally arrived at Suiye City!"

Everyone looked up and saw a city in the distance appearing in the wilderness.

It was Suiye City!

The group had been on the road for three days and was looking for a place to stay.

The group did not stop and went straight into Suiye City.

"It's a pity that Ikkiu did not come with us this time." Li Sao muttered and looked around.

Because the Vajra Temple had reached an agreement with the Great Leiyin Temple, and Ikkiu had to escort the beast fang to the Vajra Temple with the monks of the Great Leiyin Temple, so he could not go with everyone.

Soon, several people found an inn to stay.

That night, the young monk Yinghui was worried about what happened during the day, so he couldn't help knocking on the room of the monk Xinguang.

But after knocking once, the door opened from the inside, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the little boy Agua who was accepted by Master Xinguang.

And Agua seemed to know that he was coming in advance, and there was no surprise on his face.

"Amitabha."

"Master, what do you mean by returning to the Nalanda Temple in the daytime and being in crisis?"

As soon as he entered the door, the young monk Yinghui couldn't wait to ask what he heard during the day.

"Amitabha."

At this time, Monk Xinguang was sitting cross-legged on the bed. When he saw Monk Yinghui coming, he slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

"This trip is more dangerous than good. I'm afraid it is indeed a disaster for the Nalanda Temple."

Hearing this, Monk Yinghui's heart tightened: "Brother, how can we solve it?"

Monk Xinguang shook his head: "It can't be solved."

After saying this, the young monk Yinghui looked dejected: "Is my Nalanda Temple going to be cut off like this?"

Monk Xinguang felt sorry for him, so he said in a deep voice: "This disaster is destined, and it cannot be avoided."

"Although it cannot be avoided or solved, I have divined several times, and there is a turning point."

"Turning point?!"

Monk Yinghui was delighted when he heard this, and hurriedly asked: "Uncle, at the moment of life and death, there can be no ambiguity!"

Monk Xinguang stretched out his left hand, calculated back and forth several times, and murmured: "I don't know why, I have calculated no less than a hundred times, but every time the turning point should be on one person."

"Who?"

"Master Lichen."

...

Early the next morning, the monks had packed up and were ready to continue their journey.

But this time, they had to go separately.

Monk Wubian wanted to go back to Daci'en Temple in Lanyinzhou, and he had to go out from Suiye City, all the way north, and then turn back east.

If the young monk Miao Di wants to return to the White Horse Temple in Ping'an Prefecture, he has to leave Suiye City, bypass the sea of ​​sand, and go directly east.

As for Li Chen and his party, they set out from Suiye City, go south to Huangxi, and then take the big ship of Guangming Buddhist to cross and directly reach Nanjiang.

Although the journey is long, it is much safer than the sea of ​​sand when they came.

Before leaving, the monks said goodbye to each other and agreed to visit each other in the future, and then they said goodbye reluctantly.

What made Li Chen curious was that the young monk Yinghui from Nalanda Temple was also on the same road with him.

This made Li Chen wonder: Is Nalanda Temple also in Nanjiang?

And the young monk Yinghui was also worried at this time: How to lure the killing Buddhist to Nalanda Temple?

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