Tang Letian flew directly to the temple built in the air behind the Buxing Monk.

This temple is huge and magnificent, and it has not been attacked or infiltrated by puppet demons, so everything here is quite safe.

Once he entered this temple, Tang Letian felt calm. The temple was filled with sandalwood and the bells were roaring. Birds were not afraid of people here, and insects were flying around people without restraint.

This is a harmonious world, where there is no killing or panic, and all existences are content, non-aggression, and non-compliance with each other.

In such an environment, people will naturally relax and the distractions in their hearts will gradually disappear.

Because in this environment, people have no desires, and people without desires have no distracting thoughts, and people with no distracting thoughts have simple minds.

Tang Letian all feels that his mind is purified.

But at the same time, Tang Letian also became alert.

He had a certain understanding of Buddhism and a certain understanding of Buddhist supernatural powers. He knew very well that this situation did not happen naturally. As he entered the temple built along the mountain, Tang Letian knew that he had entered a magic weapon.

The entire temple is a magic weapon. When you enter here, you will enter the magic weapon belly.

Tang Letian sighed, this Buddhist is really rich and powerful.

The monk took Tang Letian through palaces, among which were Buddha statues, in various styles.

The monk laughed and said, "This is the Eighteen Arhat Hall, where 18 Arhats are enshrined."

Tang Letian nodded slightly. He could clearly feel that each of the 18 arhats in the palace contained huge power. If an enemy invaded him, I think these 18 arhats would immediately walk out of their palace and fight with the enemy in a group.

Moreover, these eighteen Arhats are definitely not weak, and maybe each of them has the power of cultivation comparable to the US dollar infant realm.

"This is the 33 Bodhisattvas worshipped by the Buddhists in 33 days."

Tang Letian felt more and more the profound foundation of Buddhism, the front and back of these 33 levels of Bodhisattvas.

Tang Letian could feel that every time he passed by a statue of a Bodhisattva, the eyes of this metal-made Bodhisattva seemed to be constantly rotating with Tang Letian's actions.

Tang Letian withdrew his gaze and looked at these Buddha statues. Tang Letian felt that he was not the best.

On the way, I met many monks, and these monks all looked comfortable. They were not surprised to see Tang Letian, an outsider. Obviously, there were no other sects in this temple, and others were easily allowed to enter the sect.

Soon Tang Letian followed the monk Buxing to a courtyard.

The monk pushed the door and walked in, and Tang Letian followed behind.

No, the monk planted all kinds of vegetables, fruits and melons in the yard, which looked self-sufficient. If he couldn't, he wouldn't have to finish eating with his previous person.

The monk came straight under the grape trellis. There was a stone table and two stone chairs. The monk made a call.

Tang Letian sat on a stone chair. The stone chair was not comfortable to sit on. Not only was it hard, it was not as hard as it was, but it was not as cold as it sat on it. It was really not a pleasure to have anything to enjoy.

Tang Letian knew very well about the monks' behavior, so he was not surprised.

These monks do not pursue all material enjoyment, and even actively eliminate material enjoyment. They pay more attention to spiritual cultivation.

They are not like monks, although they focus on spiritual cultivation, but they often cannot abandon the various benefits of the world.

Sometimes these monks are like ascetic monks. They are born to suffer, understand the principles of life while enduring suffering, and improve their realm and cultivation. The monk reached out and waved, and a tea tray flew over with a set of tea sets and landed gently on the stone table.

Immediately afterwards, a stream of water fell from the sky and fell into a teapot or something.

At the same time, the whole pot of tea began to bubbling.

If not, the monk started making tea, making tea, and splitting tea.

A small cup of yellow and orange tea was delivered to Tang Letian.

Tang Letian sniffed, nodded and said, "This smells really good! It's so full of bean energy!"

As he said that, Tang Letian picked up the teacup and took a small sip.

After a little taste, Tang Letian shook his head and said, "No wonder you said that drinking this tea will lead to obsession. After drinking this tea, I am afraid that the tea in the world will not be able to survive. As a monk, how good tea is, isn't it good for your practice?"

After hearing this, the monk poured a cup for himself first, and then he drank it in a regular manner. Then he said, "In order not to practice and deliberately do not get involved in the enjoyment of the world, then he fell into the inferiority. For my Buddhist children, everyone must leave something they like the most. Take it as their substitute, and when can they completely let go, they will be truly enlightened and truly transcend the small realm of the body."

"If you refuse to enjoy and deliberately avoid it because you are afraid of sinking into enjoyment, what kind of practice can you talk about?"

When Tang Letian heard this, he felt it was very reasonable and nodded immediately and said, "We cultivators are fighting with our destiny, fighting with ourselves, fighting with the past, and fighting with a future, revealing a transcendence of the world. You Buddhist children are different. You pay attention to being inseparable from the world. Now it seems that I still don't understand you deeply enough. You are not not fighting, you are also fighting with yourself."

The monk nodded and said, "That's true, greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, doubt, and every one is the enemy of my Buddhist disciples. We are fighting against greed, anger, ignorance, arrogance, and doubt, and in the final analysis, we are still fighting with ourselves."

"I haven't asked yet. Deputy Alliance Leader Tang came to my Buddhist Pure Land thousands of miles away. I, a little monk, don't know what's wrong?"

The monk is obviously not good at jumbleizing the bush. In fact, those who cultivate immortals do not need to jumble around the bush, so after a few sentences, they went straight to the point and asked about Tang Letian's purpose.

Tang Letian immediately replied: "I want to learn about the Buddhist technique of killing souls!"

The monk frowned slightly when he heard this and replied honestly: "There is indeed a Buddhist technique for killing souls, but it is only used by those extremely evil people. Usually, this kind of magical power is in a sealed state. Nowadays, there are only three people who have practiced the technique of killing souls. After all, killing souls is too cruel and directly cut off all possibilities for people. So if you want to understand the technique of killing souls, you may not be able to do it as you wish, and even we cannot get in touch with the technique of souls."

Tang Letian quite understands Buddhism's caution about the art of killing souls.

Because this magic itself is inconsistent with the compassion and tolerance of Buddhism.

However, Buddhism has both the heart of a Bodhisattva and the anger of Vajra, so the art of killing souls is also indispensable in Buddhism.

The monk said and poured another cup of tea for Tang Letian.

Tang Letian picked up a small teacup. The teacup was only the size of a copper coin, and the tea in it was only a small mouthful of it.

Tang Letian drank the tea, and the aroma of beans rolled in between his mouth, and the fragrance lingered into his heart, making him feel comfortable and comfortable.

"I need to use a big bowl to drink, and a small cup to drink tea. I am still not used to this small cup!"

Tang Letian put down the teacup in his hand and shook his head slightly.

The monk smiled at Tang Letian with tea and said, "If you calm your mind, you can adapt to everything. There is also a world in the small teacup, so you should not be underestimated!"

Tang Letian no longer get involved in this topic of nothingness and continued: "I don't know if there are any other methods of attacking the soul besides the Great Soul-killing Technique of Buddhism, which are particularly powerful!" Tang Letian certainly knew that Buddhism also had many soul-suppressing techniques, but Tang Letian did not know how much the Buddhists reached in the soul-suppressing technique during this period, so he asked.

The monk replied directly: "I have some methods of suppressing the soul in Buddhism. I don't know what your purpose is?"

Tang Letian replied: "I encountered some strange things. These things should be of the soul, but they are much stronger than ordinary souls. I have no choice but to deal with him, so I want to come to Buddhism to seek help from a magical power that can specifically target those soul objects!"

No, the monk was very curious when he heard this and wanted to ask what was entangled with Tang Letian.

But if Tang Letian wanted to tell him, he would definitely say it directly. At this time, Tang Letian concealed it, that was that he didn't want to tell him some secrets.

The monk Buqing never forced others to make things difficult. "I can ask you the technique of soul-suppressing, but I'm afraid I can't make the decision if I can teach it to you."

Tang Letian nodded and said, "You just need to recommend it for me."

No, the monk has no objection to this.

The two sat under the vines, drinking tea and chatting, and soon the sky gradually darkened.

It was actually just afternoon. When it was supposed to be sunny, layers of dark clouds were blown by the wind, blocking the sunlight above the head, which made this Buddhist palace fall into a gloomy color.

The monk stood up and said, "Follow me."

Tang Letian immediately stood up and followed Monk Buxing. The two of them came to a palace soon after.

There is a large incense burner in front of this palace. The smoke in the incense burner is surging, and the sound of wooden fish knocking constantly echoing, and the sound of monks chanting scriptures accompanying it.

These sounds, the fragrance and smoke form a vivid and lively picture.

When Tang Letian arrived here, he felt more at ease and even had a sense of being indifferent to the world. He even felt that all the struggles were not worth mentioning. Even if it was a matter of saving the human race, it became a little indifferent.

Tang Letian thought that at this moment, he, if someone else had arrived here, he might have been shaken. Maybe he would have to shave his hair and never leave here again.

I became alert in my heart that Buddhism may not want to harm him, nor is it targeting him. It’s just that this kind of environment in Buddhism is like this, and it is too easy for people to fall into it.

No, the monk walked to the palace, and did not knock on the door, and pushed it straight away and walked in.

Tang Letian followed behind, and then he saw more than a dozen monks sitting opposite each other, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting scriptures.

The monk said respectfully: "Tang Letian, deputy leader of the Demon Suppression Alliance, wants to learn my Buddhist soul-suppression technique."

At this time, the sound of knocking on the wooden fish could not stop. The chanting people with slightly closed eyes also opened their eyes and their eyes fell on Tang Letian.

"I have heard that Donor Tang is a skillful person, and he destroyed the three puppet demon warships with his hands and hands, making great contributions to our human race. Donor Tang, are you sure you want to learn the soul-suppressing technique of my Buddhism?"

Tang Letian nodded and said, "Yes, but I hope to learn the art of souls. I would like to ask this wizard to teach one or two."

The monk had a thin face, looking like he was in his sixties or seventies, his hair and beard were all gray. His wide Buddhist robe was like soaked on a scoop, and it was empty everywhere.

Hearing the technique of killing souls, the old man with white hair and white beard couldn't help but look at Tang Letian carefully.

"My Buddhist supernatural powers are not for fighting, but for saving lives. Look at the murderous aura in your eyes, I think you learn the magical powers of my Buddhist to seek revenge from your enemies. If this is the case, my Buddhist supernatural powers cannot be taught to you, Donor Tang, I'm sorry."
Chapter completed!