The sound of the mantra, the technique of attacking the opponent with the invisible sound, is itself a supreme secret method.
In ancient times, some great monks who practiced Buddhist patriarchal methods were able to use mantras to bless and increase the power of spells and magic weapons.
The "Mahayana Dharma sound" obtained by Wei Suo is entirely based on this kind of mantra Dharma sound, with the understanding of the laws of heaven and earth by the mysterious powers who are infinitely close to the true immortals, just like bringing the inherited monks directly into him In the understanding of the "truth domain".
This is definitely the strongest inheritance of that mysterious power, a supremely powerful method!
"All of them no longer exist? Zenyin Muyu, Pinewood Temple, all of them no longer exist?" This supreme and powerful method directly brought Wei Suo into a certain single realm of this mysterious power, making him He came into contact with a corner of the world of this mysterious and powerful person, which shocked him extremely, so after a while, Wei Suo opened his eyes and found that the Chanyin Muyu and Pinewood Temple had completely disappeared.
At the place where the Songmu Temple was originally located, on some yellow grass futons, sat a Shenxuan Da Neng wearing a red gold cassock, surrounded by more than a dozen elderly people who were dying of death.
These more than a dozen elderly people in their dying years are all at least at the peak of the late stage of the fourth level of Golden Core, and among them are the cultivation bases of the late stage of the fifth level of Golden Core. These old people who are getting old but exuding endless majesty are obviously the old antiques at the bottom of the merit sect. These old antiques will definitely not show their whereabouts easily at ordinary times, but at this moment, the Songmu Temple has all been turned into fly ash. The background of the meritorious sect was fully revealed in front of Wei Suo.
Most of the aura of these old people made Wei Suo feel very dangerous. This kind of old antique-level figure from the super-big sect whose background is far above Xuanfengmen is more difficult to deal with than the old-antique figure he met before. Many people have secret treasures or secret techniques that can threaten Shenxuan.
Moreover, when he confronted Mingde before, he had already heard Linglongtian make it very clear that monks who practice relics can abandon their physical bodies in many exercises. Make these monks more difficult to deal with.
That Shenxuan Almighty wearing a red golden cassock is naturally the suzerain of the merit sect.
I saw that the face of the master of the Gongde sect was only about 30 years old, but he had a bald head, completely dressed like a monk, solemn and precious, without sorrow or joy, very smooth, not stained with a little dust, and his body was full of unbearable light. The pale golden divine light staring at him formed a pale golden lotus platform under his body, and circles of pale golden divine patterns lingered behind him and pierced into the void. And the end of each light golden divine pattern piercing into the void is all grotesque, and polo flowers bloom from time to time.
Wei Suo can be sure that this person's cultivation is stronger or weaker than Wang Wuyi's. Although it's hard to say, his cultivation might be better than Su Shenxue and Su Shenxue's. Ye Xuancheng, the master of the Xuanfeng Sect, is much taller.
Outside the bodhisattva-like suzerain of the merit sect and more than a dozen old men exuding endless majesty, there are some elders with weaker cultivation bases and elite figures among a group of true disciples.
Mingde also sat cross-legged among them, behind a skinny old man in a big purple robe.
And Ming Ning, who had only seen Ming De's portrait of himself before, was also sitting on a yellow grass futon not far from Ming De, and saw Ming Ning's face in a golden Zen robe without anger and majesty. The transparent crystal light on his body forms a huge three-faced Buddha outside his body, and between his brows, there is a scarlet light and shadow that flickers on and off, as if a divine fire is burning inside his skull.
There were at least thirty-six or seven Golden Core cultivators present, and Wei Suo knew very well that there must be other Golden Core cultivators in the Gongde School, and they might not be qualified to listen to the Zen music. It is indeed astonishing. If there were no restraint from other super-big sects, if there were no existence of the three super-big sects Dengxianzong, Huatianjiao, and Huangtiandao, with the power of the Gongdezong, I am afraid that the entire Yunling Continent could be ruled.
At this moment, all these big figures are silent. Over the past thousand years, there are still more than ten monks of the Merit Sect who have received scriptures from the Seven Treasures Secret Site, and most of them have great achievements. This Seven Treasures Secret Site is also like a supreme Tibetan treasure But now, all of them have been erased from the world and no longer exist.
"Is there anyone who has received Zen music to teach the Dharma this time?" The pale golden divine light outside the body of the lord of the Gongde Sect suddenly shook, and a large number of polo flowers bloomed in the void behind him, and he suddenly opened his mouth to say such a sentence.
His voice was not particularly loud, but it gave off an extremely grand feeling.
"He is also a secret art of mantra and sound!" Wei Suo's mind flickered, and he immediately activated the spiritual sound of the Great Dao obtained from Xiao Linggu, and his mind instantly calmed down and became clear. At this moment, the suzerain of the merit sect obviously used some kind of secret technique of the mantra, which seems to be no less than the disturbing sound of the Zen sound Muyu before. If it is not for the strong determination and perseverance, it will definitely not be able to resist his secret. Art, speak the truth.
Naturally, it was impossible for Wei Suo to hand over the two techniques he had obtained, so he just kept his face and didn't make any sound. At this time, two disciples of the Gongde Sect spoke out. One of them was sitting cross-legged on a big rock by the pond. The location was relatively remote. He should be an ordinary person among the true disciples, while the other was an ordinary disciple among the peaks. , already in his fifties, with graying temples and wrinkles on his forehead, sitting cross-legged under an ordinary old pear tree. Most of the pear tree was dead, and the trunk was full of moths.
"I got a scripture called Bodhi Dharma Seal..."
"I got half a scripture called Mingjing Lotus Terrace..."
The two disciples seemed to be completely controlled by the spiritual sense of the master of the merit sect, and they didn't hide anything, and even said the name of the scriptures they got.
"Bring the two of them into the Liuli Treasure Realm, and the Elder Luo Taishang will personally pass it on." The lord of the Gongde Sect spoke again, and most of the disciples of the Gongde Sect, including these two, seemed to be in a state of confusion. After returning to normal, an old man with thinning hair and withered skin on half of his face appeared unsmiling. A dark yellow magic rainbow emerged from his body, curled up the two disciples, and then shot out of the mountain.
"The two of them... were unexpectedly kissed by the suzerain and became the direct disciples of the Supreme Elder..." The vast majority of ordinary Zhufeng disciples and true disciples, seeing this scene, were all amazed, and many of them were extremely annoyed and extremely jealous.
Wei Suo was calm in his heart. Although the realm of the suzerain of the merit sect was far above him, and he couldn't perceive the emotional changes of the suzerain of the merit sect at all, when the two disciples reported the scriptures, he still keenly sensed how many people there were. A trace of disappointment and loss that could not be concealed appeared on the face of Old Antique at the bottom of the box sitting around the master of the Gongde Sect.
Based on this alone, he can be sure that although the two disciples also had the chance to obtain one scripture and half a scripture respectively, those two scriptures are probably not particularly powerful. It seems that the true supreme power, the true supreme inheritance of this mysterious power, has fallen into his hands.
"It seems that this great power of the name Shenxuan has indeed left a lot of opportunities here... But the real inheritance can only be obtained by those who are most suitable for his aura and who can not be moved by Zen sounds."
Wei Suo couldn't be sure whether he would get some inheritance with the cultivation of the suzerain of the merit sect, but he could feel that the path walked by the suzerain of the merit sect seemed to be very different from that of the famous Shenxuan Dao In the same way, the path of Gongdezong seems to be the majestic path of becoming a sage and becoming a Buddha with endless radiance, just like the gods and Buddhas in the temple, who are admired and worshiped by people, but what this famous Shenxuan Da Neng walks is the natural path. Dao, blending into the heaven and the earth. Therefore, the suzerain of the Merit Sect must not be able to obtain the most powerful inheritance of the name Shenxuan.
He also thought that although the senior brother surnamed Zhong of the old man Zhang Yun of Daying Peak had two traces of remaining aura to help him, but with the cultivation and perception of the senior brother surnamed Zhong, maybe the scriptures he thought he had obtained were not complete at all. Therefore, he was unable to deduce the meaning of the scriptures at all, and died in depression.
The inheritance here is cut off, and the real Seven Treasure Secret Land no longer exists, so the guards should not be as strict as before. But how to pass through the more than 30 mountaintops shrouded in Buddha's light outside to get in here and steal the holy fruit of Daigo really gave him a headache, and he couldn't think of a good way at the moment.
"Let's go, follow us back." Some old men who had brought Wei Suo and others into Qibao Midi appeared again. Most of Feng's disciples were very annoyed, downcast, hating themselves for not having a chance. The real seven-treasure secret place no longer exists, and no matter how well you do it in the future, you will not have the opportunity to listen to Zen music.
"Little Ma, have you heard any scriptures?" When Wei Suo and the others returned to the Great Qiong Peak in a big white boat, many senior figures from Zhufeng were already waiting there with hope, and the old man Zhang Yun also In it, after seeing Wei Suo coming down, the old man Zhang Yun immediately came up to meet him, and spoke to Wei Suo.
"No." Wei Suo shook his head. He didn't want to deceive this kind and kind old man, but the situation he was in didn't allow him to tell the truth. For the sake of safety, he would rather find a way to give this old man and that Qian a surname. The old man, Fei Zhong and the others left some benefits.
"This is their own opportunity. If not, don't be discouraged. Maybe there will be different opportunities in the future." Old Zhang Yun also had some disappointment in his eyes, but he immediately comforted Wei Suodao.
"Master, don't worry, my mind is very peaceful and will not be affected by anything." Wei Suo nodded and left with Zhang Yun.
"I'm looking forward to the Zhufeng Grand Competition in a few days. Some people are extremely ridiculous, and they don't even look at their aptitude. They actually want to listen to the Zen music this time and soar to the sky. In the end, they leave empty-handed and disheartened. At this moment, a voice full of sarcasm entered Wei Suo's ears. The person who made this voice was the suave-looking Dayu Peak disciple. This person was obviously very annoyed. He happened to see Wei Suo and seemed to want to vent his grievances on Wei Suo.
"It's not like you've gained nothing. Just wait, Dabi Zhufeng, you will burst into tears and regret your past words and deeds." Wei Suo was not polite, and the sound transmission reached this disciple's ear.
After that, he left with Zhang Yun without looking at the young monk's face. In such a place where many elders are present, no normal disciple of the Gongde Sect would dare to make a mistake. He was in a hurry to go back to the scriptures obtained through comprehension and trials, as well as the sacred fruit. How can he obtain it, which is also causing him a headache at this moment.