Updated: 2012-06-14

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Ling Xiaotian sat quietly for four hours and found nothing. At this time, the door opened. The old monk walked in with his vegetarian food and placed it on a small wooden stool.

"Donor, let's have a meal first."

Ling Xiaotian stood up and sat next to the small wooden stool, "Thank you, Master."

"Buddhism is not a one-day effort. Don't be too anxious. The more anxious you are, the more calm your mind should be. Use it slowly." After the old monk said that, he walked out of the room.

Ling Xiaotian was a little moved. The monk was indeed full of love. This master must be profound in Buddhism. He seemed to be able to see his own mirror clearly. From this point of view, it was very scary. Is this the golden eyes of Buddha? Ling Xiaotian had a vegetarian meal for the first time. The dishes were light and completely maintained their natural characteristics. But he didn't understand why other monks were fat pig ears.

A big bowl of rice, Ling Xiaotian has no left. It’s not because of hunger or respect. Every grain of rice is exchanged for sweat. People should know how to cherish it. After eating, sit on the tuan again, calmly pursed their spirits, and study the Buddha’s appearance again.

In the realm of no desire or desire, Ling Xiaotian suddenly entered this state, and felt his soul floating, and he seemed to have entered a painting.

A flash of eyes appeared on a mountain. A middle-aged monk stood on the mountain, staring at the clouds.

Roar! A shocking dragon roar was heard, and a dragon rushed out of the clouds. Ling Xiaotian was shocked and almost fell to the ground. He looked at the giant dragon more than ten feet long, and he could imagine how shocked he felt.

Look at the middle-aged monk again, and he still looked at the dragon without moving motion. The ancient well was on his face, and the monk's robe danced in the wind. It was quite cool. At this time, the dragon moved and rushed down from the air. It was very fast. In the blink of an eye, when the middle-aged monk was about to fall into the dragon's mouth, he moved, his hands slashed in the air, and then his hands kept printing knots, very fast! The middle-aged monk shouted loudly, and the golden light in his hand was magnificent, and a giant talisman seal with a spell was covering the dragon.

"Ao!" The dragon collided in the talisman seal, and the two sides clashed in the air, and they could not go up and down. The dragon blew the talisman seal hard, and the result became bigger and bigger. The talisman seal slowly circled the entire dragon. At this time, the middle-aged monk moved again, and the seal in his hand rose again, and a golden light appeared again, and a golden light hit the dragon.

The dragon cried out with a sorrow, turning into particles and stopping in the air. The middle-aged monk waved his hand, and the particles were stopped in his hand. At this time, he smiled. Suddenly, he turned to look at Ling Xiaotian, "Boy, you have a fate with my Buddha. Since you can come in, the holy monk will give you a set of martial arts." A golden light shot out from the middle-aged monk's hand, injecting from Ling Xiaotian's eyebrows.

"Remember, Buddhism is boundless, let's understand it well." The middle-aged monk waved his monk's robe, and Ling Xiaotian felt that his eyes turned dark. He opened his eyes and said that he was still in the room and still in the same painting. It was no different. However, a sharp pain in his eyebrows made him believe that what he had just met was real, which was incredible. Why was there such a magical thing?

Ling Xiaotian stood up and checked his body. There was no discomfort. So he closed his eyes and focused his mind, and his spiritual sense was striking towards his eyebrows.

Boom! A huge energy exploded in the middle of his eyebrows. Ling Xiaotian fainted in pain. He saw thousands of golden lights in the air scattering on Ling Xiaotian. At this time, the old monk walked in and saw the whole room full of golden light. He quickly closed his hands and recited the Buddha's name a few times. He did not expect that Ling Xiaotian and the Buddha were so destined. Seeing this situation, he should have obtained the inheritance of Buddhist martial arts. He looked at the paintings and felt a lot. It was better to meditate for several hours than others for a few hours. The Buddha talked about opportunities. As expected, this was true. At this moment, the old monk's heart was completely opened and he entered the realm of Buddha's light. It would be no problem to live for decades.

The old monk did not expect that the Buddhist teachings that had not been broken through for a long time were integrated a few hours after Ling Xiaotian arrived. It has to be said that this is a causal relationship. If it were not for the fact that Ling Xiaotian's inner demon had just become a first and brought him to the place of his own meditation, he would not have the opportunity to enlighten him. He made no mistake in his original choice, and Buddhism could also be able to reach the sky.

The old monk turned around and closed the door. In the room, the golden light slowly entered Ling Xiaotian's body. After Ling Xiaotian fainted, his spiritual consciousness was still awake. All the golden lights were integrated into the spiritual consciousness. When the golden light disappeared, the spiritual consciousness turned into a golden entity, which was no longer transparent white energy.

The next day, Ling Xiaotian woke up and was the first to touch his eyebrows. He was intact. He looked at his body again. When he saw that he was shocked, the Dragon-shaped Nine Turns Technique had reached the peak of the Great Perfection. This was so excited that he wanted to laugh out loud, but he remembered the Buddhist place of practice and immediately closed his mouth.

I sat down again, carefully checked my body, and found that my true energy was strong, and there was only one opportunity to break through. I looked at the inner demon again, but I was shocked. My thoughts disappeared, instead of my thoughts. Moreover, this thought was originally an unconscious, but now it has become a entity, which scared Ling Xiaotian half to death. The first reaction in my heart was that it would not be a tumor.

Just when he was extremely frightened, golden talismans flashed out from his divine thoughts. Ling Xiaotian suddenly felt excited when he saw it. Isn’t this the talisman used by the middle-aged monk? He immediately focused his attention on it. The golden light flashed one by one, slowly forming a Buddha scroll. The four words on it were shining with golden light, the Buddha sealed the Heart Sutra, suppressing all evil and punishing thousands of evil.

"What's so powerful?" Ling Xiaotian almost dropped his chin when he saw the next sentence. As soon as this thought came out, he was pushed out of the divine thought space by the divine thought.

Everything returned to its original source. Ling Xiaotian wanted to go in and found that he could not enter anymore. He was stunned and a message came out of his mind: Your good fortune value is zero, and you can enter again after reaching ten.

"What is Shanfu worth?" Ling Xiaotian had never heard of it, but he didn't think about him anymore. After asking the old monk, he knew that the disappearance of the inner demon was what made him happiest.

When he opened the door and walked out of the room, a breeze blew up his face, and he thought to himself that the word "satisfaction" was so good that he felt very comfortable. Ling Xiaotian came to the back of the Buddhist temple. Sure enough, the old monk was still sitting in the original Putuan.

"master."

"Donor, you're awake."

"Well, I want to consult the master for something!"

"Please say, donor."

"What is the value of good fortune?"

"The value of good fortune is the value of doing a good thing, saving peace and creating happiness in another place. This is a profound count of Buddhism. Only monks who have obtained the Dharma will have good fortune. The donor is really a genius." The old monk was also surprised that this son was practicing Taoist martial arts in his body. Now, adding Buddhist martial arts, not only does there be no conflicts, but also a perfect combination. He didn't understand it. He could only say that Ling Xiaotian had a deep blessing and hoped that Ling Xiaotian would achieve great success. After all, Ling Xiaotian was still very young and slowly comprehended it. When he reached his age, he might be able to practice until he transcend life and death. But looking at the world for thousands of years, I have never heard of anyone who has succeeded. The most powerful true man Zhang Sanfeng is only over two hundred years old, and he is already a god.

"The master means that only by obtaining the good fortune value can I enter my consciousness space." Ling Xiaotian said.

"Buddhist saying that the Buddha's appearance space should be the same. As long as the donor keeps doing good fortune, there will be rewards. This is the cause and effect of Buddhism. Of course, every time you enter the space, a certain amount of good fortune will be consumed. Therefore, the donor should make good use of opportunities every time he enters the space, Amitabha Buddha."

"Thank you, Master. Xiaotian will keep it in mind yesterday. If the master needs it in the future, you can pass it on your behalf. Xiaotian will definitely help you."

"Amitabha, thank you, donor. If there is such a day, I will definitely ask the donor for help. Before leaving, I will give you another sentence to the donor. The donor has a deep relationship with you, so you must remember to be restrained, so you are kind!"

"Thank you for your advice." Ling Xiaotian folded his hands together and bowed, leaving Lingyin Temple. Unexpectedly, he stayed here overnight. Since he learned the Dragon-shaped Nine-Turning Art, Ling Xiaotian's ability to accept the Buddha's Seal Heart Sutra has become much stronger. He couldn't help but sigh that the world is so wonderful.

After Ling Xiaotian went down the mountain, he went back to the apartment. The third girl came back only in the evening. So she took a shower and changed her clothes and went downstairs to take a taxi and went straight to her uncle's house. She hadn't been there for two weeks, so she would definitely be scolded this time.

Ling Xiaotian came to Ling Huaxiong's villa and walked in with a nervous mood. Ling Qianrong was depressed in the hall, and Ling Xiaotian walked in, "Brother."

"Oh Xiaotian, you still remember to come back. I thought you kid had forgotten us." Ling Huaxiong said with a dark face.

"Uncle II, look at what you said, no one can forget you. I told Qianrong last week that I couldn't leave if I had something to do. Did Qianrong not tell you?"

"Brother, I'm sorry, I really forgot."

"Okay, that's just that I'm wrong. At worst, I can have a few more drinks with you."

"Ha...this is almost the same, but now you have to kill a few games with me first." Ling Huaxiong said.

"Okay, you are not my opponent anyway."

"Don't think I'm still me three years ago. You'll know how powerful I am in a while." Ling Huaxiong said.

"Second uncle, you are still the same as before, and you are not willing to admit defeat. OK, then I will see how big you are." Ling Xiaotian smiled.

"Brother, eat an apple." Ling Qianrong took an apple and handed it to Ling Xiaotian.

"Girl, you only have your brother in your eyes. I am your father, and I don't know whether I am old or young."

"Dad, I will peel it for you every day. Brother will come here once every day. If I peel it for him first, you will be jealous." Ling Qianrong said.

"Okay, it's my dad who was wrong." Ling Huaxiong couldn't say that this daughter had always been spoiling her and was spoiled.

"Mom, it's boring to come. I'm not here. I'm not here to accompany me. Alas, why am I so dead? Why don't I find a boyfriend?"

"No, don't talk nonsense. You are still young now. What kind of boyfriend should you find? If you find a boy as outstanding as Xiaotian, I would agree."

"Hey, it would be great if my brother had nothing to do with me. It would be a pity that such an excellent man was beaten by other women."

"Girl, your mind is wrong. You can't like Xiaotian, right?" Ling's mother was startled.

"Yes, I just like brother, how outstanding I am."

"You are brothers and sisters, no, you must not have this idea."

"Mom, where did you say you went? I just said I like my brother, but it's not like love, speechless."

"Oh, I'm scared to death. Don't do anything randomly. You are brothers and sisters, so don't do anything randomly."

"I got it, it's so long-winded."
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