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Chapter 425 Ten Thousand Buddhas Bell

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    Meow Jiu was in a good mood. Although the "old monk" did not match his words and said some meaningless words, the past scriptures were definitely not ordinary scriptures.

    The first glance made him feel as if he had seen the long river of time flowing backwards. I am afraid that the most precious chance creation in the copper pagoda is this sutra. Maybe in the ancient Buddha land, this sutra is also the supreme code and can shape the Buddhas of the past.

    Of course, Miao Jiu was just guessing and imagining. He was very satisfied after getting the past experience, but he was not too eager to watch or practice.

    Meow Jiu knows the truth that it is not greedy.

    And he didn¡¯t panic. The sutra was in his hand. When he wanted to practice, it was the same when he started practicing.

    ¡°Moreover, the ¡°old monk¡± told him that after getting the past, he still needs the future.

    Meow Jiu left a heart, and felt that there was another future scripture. If it was true, it would be better to practice together in the past and the future.

    "Wait a minute, after practicing this sutra, will I become a monk?" Miao Jiu was suddenly stunned. Although he didn't understand a little, he suddenly realized a very serious question. After all, this is the fate of the Buddha and the ancient Buddha.  The figure formed by the scriptures on the earth is a compassionate Buddha. Miao Jiu doubts that it is the figure of a certain supreme Buddha. Moreover, although the relics look very ordinary, the light does not gather and the clouds do not show, Miao Jiu also  I suspect it comes from an ancient Buddha.

    I think back then, when Master Li brought up the matter, he used to scare Miao Jiu.

    "After I learn it, can I still eat dried fish? Can I still marry a wife? I won't think that as soon as I learn it, I will assume that I am the heir cat of the ancient Buddhist land, and then some inexplicable power will fundamentally solve my problems.  ! Even if you don¡¯t become a monk, you have to become a monk"

    Meow Jiu suddenly felt embarrassed. Although he was a cat, he was also an ideal cat.

    Mao Sheng without dried fish is not a complete Mao Sheng!  It's not perfect!

    "I think back on when I made a great wish on the top of a giant tree, I couldn't break it, my conscience would hurt."

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Miaojiu has now recovered from the initial joy, and begins to seriously consider whether to learn from this past experience in the future

    This is a decision about his happy life.

    If the old voice knew that Miao Jiu thought this way, she would want to strangle him to death.

    In fact, he is now immersed in the past, thinking of the Buddha, as if some memory seals have been unlocked, and the things he has forgotten are closer.

    "The "Cang Dian" I studied is correct. It is also a scripture, and it is complete. It has transformed the ethnic group into immortality."

    Miaojiu feels that his Cangdian is not weak and can alert him to danger. Some of Miaojiu's actions rely on "Cangdian". Although he recites it silently every morning and evening, he has some insights in his heart, but it is always unclear.

    "Speaking of which, if I recite the "Cang Dian" in front of that ancient powerful man's dirty blood, will it also be purified?"

    Meow Jiu¡¯s thoughts were like stepping on a banana peel, wherever he thought he would go.

    After thinking wildly for a while, Miao Jiu shook her head, grinned and started looking for the clock.

    That bell is at least a Taoist weapon!

    But many people have searched and failed to find it. There is no trace of a bell in this ancient temple, but since there are bells ringing, there should be a bell somewhere in this ancient temple.

    "Even if I can't take it out, I'll still make a profit if I just use the golden light to blur it."

    Meow Jiu had no hope of taking the clock out, but was very interested in using the golden light to paste it.

    His golden light can retain its shape and carve its meaning, but the tools of the evolving world are like weapons. However, Miaojiu's craftsmanship is just like that. Except for gold ingots, the rest can only be smeared with golden light.

    He is like this, combining the shape of a sword and the shape of a tripod.

    "But where is it?"

    Meow Jiu walked out of the ancient palace and walked back and forth in front of the copper tower, his eyes widened to the maximum, and his thunder eyes lit up.

    After searching the three ancient palaces, Miao Jiu turned his attention to the bell tower.

    This is a temple with a sense of age that can be seen at a glance. It is too old and somewhat dilapidated. It is the most desolate building in this ancient temple. It is very dark and full of dust. Walking into it feels like walking into history.  The ruins are already in tatters.

    There were many messy footprints in the dense dust, and no utensils were left. Although it was messy, the dust covering the ground was not completely swept away like the other three ancient temples.

    Meow Jiu walked in here and started looking for traces related to the clock, but there was nothing inside. Although there were some carvings on the wall, they had long since faded and nothing could be seen at all.

    &nbBoth the cat and the sword fell into reverie. Miao Jiu giggled. The thought was so beautiful that the golden light on his two claws gathered together and did not dissipate.

    This clock is very old, and the artistic conception is too grand. It contains various Buddhas. They have different postures, but without exception, each one is extremely sacred and extraordinary, so lifelike that there is an illusion.

    The Buddhas on this bell are all living Buddhas, and the great avenue is full of vitality.

    Under the ancient temple, there is actually a large open space, and in the open space, there is a sacred bell with Buddha engraved on it suspended!

    Meow Jiu felt that this trip was worthwhile.

    Just as he was about to take a closer look, he glanced not far away, and saw a quiet old monk sitting cross-legged there, very peaceful, and no sound was heard.

    Meow Jiu immediately closed the divine acupuncture point, put on a bright smile, walked there respectfully, and said: "Senior, you are here!"

    An old monk who is suspected to have lived in the same era as the First Emperor has not passed away until now. He can live longer than the ancient emperors because he survived the era of emperors. No one would believe him if he told him!

    Which monk can survive that long?  An entire era of one life and one emperor has passed.

    Having only heard his voice but not seen him before, Miao Jiu had not felt so flustered and excited.

    Now that she has seen the true master, Miaojiu feels excited and intolerable to witness the history of monasticism.

    Meow Jiu walked in and found that the old monk was very silent, like a stone sculpture, but spotless, with a leisurely Buddhist charm, and exuding a light sandalwood fragrance.

    The old monk had a calm face and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

    "Senior, senior, are you awake?" Miao Jiu was still three meters away from him, then stopped and called softly.

    But the old monk never replied to him.

    Meow Jiu was uneasy, and finally found a reason for herself, and slowly approached.

    "Senior, when will they be able to come out?"

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    He found that the old monk had no vitality or vitality

    "My meow, this is a corpse!" Meow Jiu shouted in surprise, leaping ten meters away, and his fur completely exploded.

    He always thought that the "old monk" was alive, but he didn't expect that the old monk sitting cross-legged there had passed away long ago and was just a corpse.

    The old voice that has been talking to him has actually died a long time ago, but it can communicate with him without any obstacles. Could it be a ghost!

    "Meow" Miao Jiu was a little frightened and frightened, and now she was extremely frightened when she thought about it carefully.

    The ghosts who can do nothing in this Buddha land are still like an old monk. It¡¯s over. Miao Jiu feels that he is not only unable to defeat but also invincible.

    The body was shaking uncontrollably, and the kitten was about to cry.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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