In three months, Fang Qian gained a lot.

Not only did he record many Buddhist scriptures in Tianyin Temple, but he also completely completed the training of three subjects, meeting the minimum requirements for practicing the Great Brahma Prajna.

The so-called assessment is all completed with the best results, so naturally there is no punishment.

Moreover, at this time, he was much stronger than his white and tender appearance before, and his size was two or three centimeters away, but he was a bit tough.

On this day, after completing his usual practice, he just put down the broom in his hand and left the yard, and met an old monk who happened to know him because this was his master, Master Puhong.

He has never seen Puhong in the past three months, and his only impression is when he personally slaughtered him that day.

At this time, the four rumored monks, his master Puhong, stood quietly outside the courtyard, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

For a moment, he felt a little flattered.

Puhong looked at him, nodded, expressed satisfaction, and then spoke, "Follow me."

His voice was peaceful and calm, and seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts.

Fang Qian looked at his tall but somewhat thin back and followed silently, thinking a lot, and began to think about the reason why he, the master, suddenly appeared.

Puhong led Fang Qian along the mountain road to a cliff called Wangchuan Peak on the edge of Tianyin Temple.

On the mountain road, the figures of two people, one big and one small, were calm and quiet. Puhong said calmly: "I have seen your progress for three months. To be honest, in the past century, I have never seen anyone who can make progress with you at the speed of success. You are really an anomaly."

Fang Qian's whole body became cold, and he looked at the secluded environment around him and felt sweat on his forehead.

"Master, what does this mean? I am just an ordinary child."

Puhong raised his head slightly and seemed to smile silently. He said, "A ordinary child? You just say yes."

Now, they have reached the top of Wangchuan Peak.

Puhong did not talk about the topic just now, but suddenly looked back at Fang Qian, with golden light flashing in his eyes, as if countless Buddhas appeared in it.

This is the Six Delusions of Wisdom, which is a very difficult book to cultivate in Tianyin Temple. It can see the ghosts, ghosts, the energy of heaven and earth, and even the depth of cultivation, and can also see the deepest true spirit hidden in the chaos of the human body.

Fang Qian was captured by him for a moment, his mind was blank and his gods were empty, and he didn't know why.

He looks stupid and has a stiff expression.

But in Puhong's eyes, he saw an endless divine sword, and saw a big Buddha looming behind the divine sword.

He looked shocked and horrified, and couldn't help but say to himself: "Is there really a cycle of reincarnation in this world?"

The Buddhists have always paid attention to the cycle of cause and effect, but in fact, they have never truly seen the cycle of reincarnation for thousands of years, so immortality has become a dream for many of them who practice the truth.

Unfortunately, the cycle of reincarnation is gone, and immortality is far away.

And today, he was suspected of meeting the real reincarnation person. How could he not be shocked? So how could he not be shocked?

After a while, Fang Qian slowly recovered, but his memory at this moment only stopped at the moment when Puhong turned his head.

Puhong was already calm at this time, and he said, "Disciple, I will pass on your Great Brahma Prajna, this is the method of my Tianyin Temple Town Sect. You must remember it and must not pass it on to others."

Fang Qian knew that now should be the time for him to express his determination. As soon as he had made a serious and serious expression, Puhong waved his hand and said, "You just need to agree in your heart, don't be too stunning. Come on."

Fang Qian was excited and walked over well.

Puhong shook his head and smiled, and began to preach the Dharma.

His tone was calm but very rhythmic and he spoke all the mantras about a thousand words.

After he finished speaking, he asked, "Can you write it down?"

Fang Qian recalled the following slightly and nodded confidently. Although the thousand-word formula was dry and difficult, it was nothing to him who could never forget it.

Puhong looked at him with kindness, joy, indescribable expectations and pity in his eyes, but then he lowered his eyes and covered up all his emotions.

He said, "Although this Great Brahma Prajna is only a thousand words, if you can practice it halfway, you can emerge among the younger generation. And as your cultivation becomes deeper, the help it can provide you will become greater and greater."

Fang Qian thought about it and asked in confusion: "Master, can we practice Tianyin Temple be divided into realms?"

Puhong said: "There was actually no realm at the beginning, but in order to distinguish and locate one's own strengths, some people later divided it into the three realms of shravakas, pratyekabuddhas, and bodhisattvas."

As he said that, he sighed slightly, "It's a pity that no one in my Tianyin Temple has been able to reach the realm of Bodhisattva in this century."

Bodhisattva? Fang Qian's heart moved and couldn't help asking, "Master, can we really become a Bodhisattva? If we become a Bodhisattva, we may become a Buddha?"

When Puhong heard the word "Becoming a Buddha", he seemed to have a look at Fang Qian inadvertently. He was silent for a moment before speaking: "The realm of becoming a Buddha has probably seen the wonder of immortality. Perhaps this question can only be answered by the Emperor of Heaven who has disappeared in the long years."

In order to seek the mystery of immortality, his junior brother Puzhi also searched for the footnotes of the Emperor of Heaven many times. Unfortunately, although he finally found the trace of the Emperor of Heaven's treasure house, he had to return without success because of the wrong time.

It is precisely because of this that he was ineffective everywhere that he thought of gathering the methods of various sects to seek immortality, and ended up like this.

Thinking of this, Puhong said in a consolational tone: "The things of immortality are illusory. If you become a Bodhisattva one day in the future, you may have a glimmer of opportunity to find the method of immortality. Before that, don't be too ambitious."

Fang Qian nodded and said, "Pupil, remember."

Puhong was a little tired because of some things he thought of. He said, "You go, remember to practice well."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the villages and towns under Wangchuan Peak, and didn't know what he was thinking for a moment.

Fang Qian did not dare to disturb him, so he bowed respectfully before turning around and leaving.

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After quickly returning to the meditation room and closing the door, Fang Qian couldn't wait to sit on the bed in a meditative posture, and began to think carefully about the formula of the Great Brahma Prajna in his mind, preparing to practice.

In the past three months, he had already been thoroughly familiar with the many meridians and simple methods of running the essence of the cultivators in this world in the preaching hall. Now he has finally obtained the real practice technique. With his super potential, his spiritual will that is far beyond ordinary people, he soon entered a good state of cultivation.

In less than five minutes, all connections between oneself and the outside world were completely cut off, and one began to realize one's own nature, and entered a state of emptiness in all dharmas, which were neither born nor destroyed.

At this time, his spiritual world was dark, with only a little bright light shining.

A large golden word appeared in the bright light.

At the same time, in the Zen room, he seemed to have transformed into a black hole, plundering the spiritual power between heaven and earth frantically and hungrily.
Chapter completed!