He felt that his mentality was broken. His original intention was to come here to attack the newbies and intimidate them, but he didn't expect that he himself was frightened.
Genius, I have connections, and there are people above me. How much dignity does it take to allow the Lingtai Supervisory Academy to prepare a house in advance in this deep mountain and old forest?
It feels like this wave of mourning brothers may have kicked the iron plate.
"There are rumors that the other side of the Hundred Thousand Mountains is the land of bliss in the West, where the Lord Buddha lives. However, this place is so vast that you and I cannot go there with our cultivation."
"If we accomplish a few big things and alert him, he will probably come looking for us."
Li Xiaobai looked at the small wooden sign and said thoughtfully.
There are some precautions written on this token. The sect system is adopted in this mountain. The system is complete and there is a hall for receiving tasks. On the surface, it is a temple, but in fact it is a small sect.
"The Lord Buddha has built the Pure Land of Paradise into a personal power, and all his disciples are loyal and fanatical fans. The power is huge and the cohesion is strong. No wonder it has been able to stand for so many years."
Ma Niubi sighed. When he was in the Zhongyuan world, although Buddhism also used the power of faith to attract believers, the temples seemed more like fighting on their own. The faith in their hearts was just an illusory Buddha who ascended to the upper world and could not be seen. Intangible.
But the current situation is different. My faith is around me and can appear in front of me at any time. The Buddha is no longer an illusory existence, but a real individual. In this case, the power of faith can be said to be fully exerted. Extreme.
"It takes a lot of effort to disintegrate it from the inside. Huazi combined with Shangxue Shenzi's skills can weaken it to a certain extent, but the effect is not great."
"To win over the Pure Land of Paradise, we need to take a long-term approach and adapt measures to local conditions. The ancients said that specific situations require detailed analysis."
Li Xiaobai jumped back and forth in the house, rummaged up and down, and then shook his head in disappointment.
"There are no valuable things. This place is worthless. Let's split up and go get the mission. First, we can spend some resources in this useless place."
After half an hour.
Li Xiaobai found a building complex. They said it was a building, but it was actually a variety of simple houses built with stone lumps.
At first glance, it looks like it¡¯s cutting corners, and it¡¯s even cruder than his simple version of Tang Neng Yipin.
It can be clearly felt that the power of faith here is obviously higher than other areas, because there are Buddhist monks who often practice here.
Houses are scattered around, and the golden Buddha light fills the sky. In the center is a huge stone pagoda with a solemn appearance. Li Xiaobai found this place just because he saw this towering stone pagoda.
"Amitabha, who is coming!"
"Lingyin Temple is a place of cleansing and cultivation. Do not disturb it. All other people should leave immediately!"
As soon as Li Xiaobai stepped into this place, a long Buddha's name came.
From a stone house next to him, a figure walked out, with his hands clasped together, his expression indifferent, and his eyes staring straight at Li Xiaobai, full of hostility.
This is a young monk. He looks very young and has a mole between his eyebrows.
"Amitabha, a poor monk in Wuhu, today received permission from Master Lingtai of the Prison Academy to come here to practice in Shiwan Mountain. I have not asked this senior brother for his Dharma name."
Li Xiaobai returned the gesture and said.
"Wuhu?"
"Is that the monk who survived the tribulation on the Buddhist altar?"
"I heard the mourning hall mention you. This is not a place you can come to. As a newcomer, you should go to Didong Mansion first. Everything must be done according to the rules."
The young monk looked provocatively and said contemptuously.
Thunder exploded in Lingyin Temple, and many strong men were implicated and forced to survive the disaster. It was difficult for no one to know about such a big scene.
"The temple arranged a mountaintop villa for the young monk, and the treatment is different from that of the masters. After all, as a Buddhist genius, there is no need to stand on the same starting line as the masters."
Li Xiaobai said with a smile.
"Bold, what is your identity? You are just a monk from an abandoned place in the East, and you were introduced through a small temple like Luohan Temple. What qualifications do you have to talk about genius!"
¡°Junior Brother Linghua, don¡¯t get angry with people like this. There are always people like this who are unclear about their status and try to use their words to gain a place in Lingyin Temple.¡±
"You have to understand that here, you can only rely on your fists to speak, and everything else is just a cloud!"
Hearing the noisy commotion here, the other monks in the stone houses walked out one after another and looked towards?Xiaobai's eyes were full of evil.
There were a few familiar faces in the crowd. The monk Lingtuo who had just blocked the road had his eyes evasive, some of them did not dare to look at Li Xiaobai. The monk from the mourning hall also appeared in the crowd. This is their home base.
"Amitabha, this poor monk should expect some master to be here. Isn't this Master Wuhu?"
"I heard that the monastery built a manor for you. If you don't enjoy yourself in time, what are you doing here? Do you want to compete with the poor monks?"
The mourning hall looked at people with nostrils, and their faces were full of mockery.
Just now, Lingtuo didn't bring him back and he almost had a seizure. Unexpectedly, this guy was so lucky that he actually came to his door. God was really helping him.
"Amitabha, it turns out to be the Master of the Lingtang. I don't know why the master is so hostile. The young monk has never regarded the Master of the Lingtang as an opponent. Previously, the power of thunder only affected the master and was not intentionally targeted."
Li Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and said.
¡°Bold!¡±
"Whoever you are, you dare to talk to me like this. What you just said are not saying that the poor monk can't even deal with your aftermath? This is Lingyin Temple, not your Luohan Temple. No one is protecting you!"
The face of the mourning hall suddenly changed, and he roared fiercely.
"This is not what I said, this is what you said yourself, Master."
"From today on, the young monk is a member of Lingyin Temple. Although the young monk's goal is the stars and the sea, this Lingyin Temple is just a stepping stone, but in the future, for the sake of being a fellow sect, the young monk will also I won¡¯t embarrass you masters too much.¡±
"Is this stone pagoda a place of cultivation?"
Li Xiaobai¡¯s eyes passed directly across the mourning hall and landed on the stone tower.
This building is extraordinary, and the reason why so many monks gather here must be because of its existence.
"I'm so courageous, and I'm not afraid to tell you that this stone tower is indeed a place of practice. The power of faith on each floor is different. It is an excellent place for practice, but the higher the floor, the stronger the power of faith." Rich, do you know what will happen if the mind cannot bear the blessing of faith?"
"In this place, the residences are arranged according to their strength. The strongest person is closest to the pagoda. Originally, Master Wuhu's level still needs to test his strength. But since you are here today, the poor monk will give you face and let you enter once. Stone Tower, let all the masters see where the starting line for genius is!"
The mourning hall grinned, tilted his head and said. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com