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Chapter 1006 The Lord of the Great Nine Yao!

Huhu

The hot wind blew, and the yellow sand filled the sky.

The Western Desert is also known as the vast sea. Although there are many oasis, compared with the Nanling Mountains, the Eastern Desert can be regarded as a bitter and cold place, and is only slightly better than the northern region, which has been frozen all year round.

The difficulty of walking is self-evident.

At this moment, among the yellow sand in the sky, there was a row of tens of miles long, and there were thousands of human dragons as many as thousands of camels.

"Amitabha!"

When they arrived here, the leading monks knelt down and recited Buddhist scriptures. After that, tens of thousands of believers also knelt down and recited them devoutly.

Three steps, one bow, nine steps.

In the wind and sand, a group of people climbed towards the majestic and sacred Nirvana Mountain not far away.

Nirvana Mountain is so big that it is thousands of miles apart, as if it is in front of you. It seems not far away at this moment, but the group has walked for more than ten days and has not yet reached the foot of the mountain.

During the abortion, people fell down from time to time, either died in the scorching sun or the cold at night.

But the closer you get to Nirvana Mountain, the more pious the believers believe in. When they reach the foot of the mountain, the power of faith visible to the naked eye floats up like fog and sinks into the holy mountain covered by Buddha's light.

"Amitabha! Good, good!"

At the foot of the mountain, some monks who welcomed guests saw it from afar and knelt down one after another and recited the Buddha's name to welcome believers.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a sound of Zen singing that seemed to be there and not existed sounded among the crowd, which was very small at first, and I could immediately make it!

boom!

The extremely pure power of faith soared into the sky, causing a roar to roar on the holy mountain.

"This is?"

On the holy mountain, a monk walked out of the temple and saw the Buddha's light flowing. He was startled and then clasped his hands and smiled:

"So it turned out that my junior brother was promoted to Jiuyao!"

The monk went down the mountain with a smile, but saw the power of faith rolling in, and the sound of Buddha's light and Zen singing can be heard thousands of miles away.

"With such pure faith feedback, this junior brother is afraid that the Buddha's connection is very deep!"

Monks walked out of the temples on the side of the mountain, either alone or in groups of three or five, and came down the mountain one after another.

These monks were all surrounded by Buddha's light, and their eyes were enough to penetrate thousands of miles. Following the power of faith, they fell into the crowd.

Buzz!

Among the grand Zen singing Buddha's voice is an ascetic monk who seems to be very old and baptized by wind and sand for a long time.

He stretched out his hands and knelt on the ground. Under the washing of the power of incomparable faith, his whole body shone like a layer of gold.

"It's actually a golden-body Arhat?!"

"Who is that junior brother? He has such a Buddhist connection and attained the position of a golden arhat?"

"It seems to be called, Bodhidharma?!"

...

The monks exclaimed.

Lu Chen, who was in the Buddha's light, could hear all this clearly, but he did not respond at all, but just knelt down at the foot of Nirvana Mountain with great devoutness.

The sea of ​​laws descends and disappears, and the appearance of the golden arhat behind him emerges and disappears, without any movement.

Ten years of preaching the scriptures, ten years of bowing, and ten years of asceticism!

Finally, before the deadline, I was promoted to Jiuyao!

"Golden Body Arhat!"

With congratulations, Lu Chen slowly stood up. He clasped his hands and gave him one by one, but there was no joy in his heart.

After more than three thousand years of struggle in the Shanhai Realm and thirty years of hard work in the Longquan Realm, he finally broke through the Nine-Shaped Gate.

but……

because……

"The road is over!"

As he sighed, Lu Chen suddenly looked up.

But I saw endless Buddha light burst out, pressing down the wind and sand all over the sky. On the holy mountain, countless temples were trembling. The fire of faith was more than ten times larger than when I became enlightened?

"This is?"

Seeing this, the monks who came to greet him all turned around.

"The Buddha's son has achieved the position of a Budai Arhat!!"

The position of the cloth bag arhat!

The vibration and boiling of the Nirvana Mountain was shaking. I don’t know how many believers and monks were congratulating and praising them.

In the midst of an uproar, Lu Chen touched his chin, and he probably understood.

The golden-body Arhat is the most widely circulated Jiuyao in Buddhism, while the cloth bag Arhat is the legendary Jiuyao!

There are only eight people in the world, including the Buddha Kingdom in Hengsha.

Those who attain this rank were personally guided by two great masters, and the legendary one is extremely good at following the Buddha's son in Nirvana Mountain!

At this moment, the reason why the person's success in the promotion to Jiuyao caused shock to the holy mountain was because the cloth bag arhat was said to be a secret precedent for the extremely noble Buddha rank...

"Another genius!"

Lu Chen sighed, but his heart was not full of turmoil.

In the past three thousand years, he has seen too many sons of great fortune who are countless times more talented, knowledgeable and have greater understanding than his.

No matter how much envy is, it has already disappeared.

But his calmness was completely broken when he opened the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalogues again after thirty years:

"Recently, close to the emperor list?!!"

...

...

Huh ~

Under the same sky, the western desert is filled with yellow sand flying, while the southern ridge is full of plants and trees, and the blue sky is like washing.

A group of extremely eye-catching monks walked out of another city and stopped one after another.

"Amitabha!"

The majestic monk Kuiyin, who was as majestic as a vajra, opened the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals as if he had some awareness.

But I saw a bright yellow light, and the golden list was hanging high.

"My nephew Mixin is worthy of being born with Vajra, and he can become the master of the Great Nine Yao!"

Monk Kuiyin smiled with his palms and a slight depression that he had not been able to find for thirty years was wiped out.

But the smile only lasted for a moment before disappearing.

"With Mi Xin's natural magical power, I can't even enter the Jiu Yao 20th?"

Kuiyin was very unhappy:

"If you don't have a heart, why can Zhong Lilie enter? This bird feather list is probably not accurate!"

"Ah? Senior brother has not reached twenty years old? How can we compete with those people for the 'mysterious and brilliant light of creation'?"

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Record is not accurate! How can Zhongli Lie compare with Senior Brother Mi Xin?"

"And what Nanling! I have never heard of the name, but it can actually be on the list of near emperors..."

"Senior Brother Mixin is ranked twenty-two. There are only two people in front of him. He is from the Tianli Sect. It is not worth a joke, so it is better..."

"What kind of virtue can the devil boy..."

...

Kuiyin was unhappy, and the great monks behind him were also boiling, some were confused, some frowning, and even some were ready to go.

"Shut up to Lord Buddha!"

Kuiyin was so angry that he slapped his hands and slapped the monk:

"Which monk from this family, like you, fights and kills? It's been more than thirty years, but hasn't he even divided his Buddha nature?"

Ignoring the "Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" disciples, Monk Kuiyin touched his bald head with troubles on his face.

"Where is the Buddha?"

Monk Kuiyin's head is as big as a fight.

In thirty years, he had traveled almost all over the 800 cities in Nanling, but he had not even seen many people with Buddhahood, let alone those who had the appearance of Buddhahood.

"I can't find it anymore, Master Buddha will not do it!"

He was about to turn around and leave, but the sound from the catalog of Ten Thousand Immortals shocked him.

"That old guy really dares?"

A big hand cut out all the traces of sound waves. After changing his expression several times, he looked somewhere in the southeast:
Chapter completed!
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