At this time, the old monk came to Chu Mo and said: "Falun is a Buddha who has been out of the millennium. His realm has nothing to do with cultivation. If he is enlightened, he will be able to increase his strength instantly."

"Buddha?" Chu Mo was the first time to hear this title.

The old monk did not explain much, but looked at the direction of the virtual cross. He whispered: "It is difficult to retain the virtuality. If you can't keep it, let him go."

Chu Mo found that the old monk's nephew, at this moment, even revealed a bit of crystal. Obviously, it has not been as calm as it is.

Rumble!

In the distant sky, the dark clouds roll and the lightning flashes. The downpour poured down.

Above the figure of the vain, it exudes a dazzling light, like a circle of rain, getting bigger and bigger!

In the end, in the void, there is a huge Buddha statue that stands tall!

The Buddha statue sits peacefully, hands clasped together, and the treasure is solemn and exudes a breath of world.

Slightly nodded to Chu Mo and the old monk. Then, awkwardly, the Buddha statue dissipated. The sky is dark and thunder and lightning...and it’s gone.

"This is... the success of the robbery, flying up the heavens?" Chu Mo stunned and looked at the old monk.

The old monk's hands are together: "Good, good."

Chu Mo’s heart is very shocking. He has seen countless people who have improved himself. He has seen many people like the young monk who has cultivated to Da Luo Jinxian. The problem is that a monk who was just in the Mahayana period broke through to the soaring period in the blink of an eye, and then robbed and soared.

The speed of this upgrade is something he can't imagine at all!

Can it be said that the secret technique of this Buddhist temple is really strong enough?

"Seeing is a chance, let's talk." The old monk's face suddenly smiled and looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo nodded, and then went to the temple with the old monk.

Just like the technique of not using the gas, then within a million miles, it is simply desolate. There are hundreds of thousands of temples like the old monk.

It’s just that Chu Mo now finally understands why this piece of land is so jealous of the world, and there have been countless statues of great Buddhas sitting here. Even if there are people like the emperor, the realm is coming. Can only return to hate. I can't even go back.

A small monk is dying in that chanting, Chu Mo has an unbearable feeling, if this countless statues of the great Buddha chanting... What kind of grand event?

"Buddha is always mysterious in the hearts of the world." The old monk burned a pot of water. I rushed a cup of tea to Chu Mo, and then said faintly: "There are also many misunderstandings."

Chu Mo took the tea, and the smell of the fragrance suddenly came, and there was a feeling of sorrow, and he could not help but praise: "Good tea!"

“It’s just some ordinary tea trees in the mountains. It’s better than the growing environment.” The old monk said lightly.

Chu Mo gently took a sip, a faint bitter taste came, and then, there was a feeling of returning to Gan, the tongue is alive. He closed his eyes slightly and tasted it for a long time. He opened his eyes and asked: "Since I know that there is a misunderstanding, why not explain it?"

The old monk shook his head: "Why explain?"

"No need?" Chu Mo asked.

"Before the donor has already heard people talk about it, isn't it still coming?" said the old monk with a smile.

"..." Chu Moton was speechless. The corner of his mouth smacked: "I have a special reason."

"Everyone who can come here has a special reason." The old monk got up and gave the Chu Mo tea cup to the water, and then said lightly: "The Buddha door is always indisputable, not grabbing, not high-profile, not moving, the world Some words, what are you doing with us?"

“Can you really do it right?” Chu Mo asked some unbelief: “I’ve never been angry when I care? I’m very concerned about it.”

The old monk smiled and said: "The virtual way is another way. The Buddha has compassion and compassion for the sentient beings. There are also glaring Donkeys who have demonized the demon! If you can get the degree, you can't take it... Why do you suppress it?"

"Repression? When is Buddhism so domineering?" Chu Mo was a little surprised.

"Oh, what is this domineering? When the Buddha's true glory is flourishing, even the Great St. can easily suppress..." The old monk said this. Then he stopped talking, watching Chu Mo said: "Before you have a sense of dead spirit, but that breath, and Zhongzheng peace. There is not much resentment in it. Apparently there is a law-fighting class like blessing. Therefore, the old monk can guess your intentions, but it is not a mystery."

Chu Mo took out the bead and looked a little low. He whispered: "My family is all tired of me and it becomes like this. In any case, I have to let them live without pain. There is always One day. I will resurrect them."

The old monk glanced at the ink, and the scorpion was full of deep meaning, smiling and laughing: "You can do it!"

Chu Mo rushed to the old monk Shi: "This event, thank you very much!"

"It’s just a matter of raising your hand, the donor doesn’t have to worry about it. This is actually a good thing for me,” said the old monk.

"What do you mean?" Chu Mo raised his head inexplicably.

The old monk shook his head: "A cause and effect. It doesn't make much sense to say it now."

The old monk said, with Chu Mo, to the depths of the pure land of Buddhism, along the way, Chu Mo did not use the technique of looking at the gas again. But I can feel the pure and majestic power from the whole body!

It’s really not an ordinary place!

Chu Mo sighed in his heart.

The old monk finally led Chu Mo to a small temple occupying dozens of acres. The main hall of the small temple enshrines a bronze Buddha statue, which looks very old. But the Buddha statue is spotless and clean.

The old monk worshipped the bead in front of the Buddha statue, and then he chanted.

At this time, I don’t know where I came from, and there were twenty or thirty people coming in and out. It seems that the age is not small. After coming in, sit quietly on the futon of the main hall and chanting with the old monk.

At this time, Chu Mo looked at the bead that sealed his family, and from that there was a clear feeling of a peaceful atmosphere. In that breath, it seems as if with a little joy.

For a moment, Chu Mo’s tears almost fell.

"I am sorry for you!"

"I am tired of you!"

"I have sent you here until today, I am sorry, let you suffer!"

Chu Mo took a deep breath and then stood there quietly, listening to the group of people chanting.

The scriptures are difficult to understand, but in the voice, there is a calm and calm atmosphere. It seems that at this moment, all the troubles can be forgotten.

Chu Mo listened and listened, and there was a feeling of sinking into it.

But when he wants to wake up, he can wake up at any time. There is absolutely no feeling of being forced to be tempered in the legend.

"It seems that rumors that this thing may not be true." Chu Moxin felt inside.

Just then, there was a melodious bell in the distance.

when!

when!

when!

The bell rang a total of eighteen times.

When the bell rang to the end, the old monk and a group of people in the room just stopped chanting.

The old monk raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes. He looked at Chu Mo: "The cause and effect are coming. Xiaoyou may wish to face me with me."

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