With the third senior sister's understanding and achievements in the formation, it is naturally no problem to understand the method of drawing talismans. In order to save unnecessary trouble during the journey down the mountain, the third senior sister engraved the Mirror Flower Water Moon Formation that can cover up the breath on the talisman paper. At this moment, there were more than a dozen such precious array talismans lying in Chang Xi's storage bag.

The spiritual power flow on the array talisman placed close to the body slowed down. Chang Xi used all his strength to activate the blood sea power and the little Vajra body. The shadow of the golden dragon behind him was hideously exposed, and the little Vajra body shone brightly. Chang Xi slowly opened his eyes, like a glaring Vajra.

The old abbot showed a strange look on his face. When he first saw this son in Qingyun Mountain three months ago, the little Vajra body he showed in the competition had reached a fuller level. But now it seems that the little Vajra body of this son had a vague trend of transforming into a more profound state under the cast of dragon blood. It was just that due to the lack of a complete and systematic method of operation of the Zhoutian, it was like a blind man crossing the river by feeling a stone, and the transformation progress was extremely touching.

With the old abbot and the Buddha's indifference that he had cultivated over the past century, he couldn't help but complain in his heart. What a monster little guy he is? Then the old abbot told Chang Xi's current situation calmly. After he hesitated for a while, he asked: "So according to your abbot, my little Vajra body is likely to not make any progress in the future for a considerable period of time?"

The old abbot nodded.

Chang Xi clenched his fists in his sleeves, his eyebrows were twisted into the character "Sichuan", and his face was very serious.

Now his little Vajra body has been perfected and even exceeded the best expectations, but with just such body refining cultivation and his own spiritual cultivation, he would not have much chance of winning if he finally entered Tianyong City to fight their young genius. And now if he wants to take another step in body refining cultivation, then he is determined to win the body refining technique that he has long been longing for.

Chang Xi bowed with his fists and asked respectfully: "I heard that there were monks who were enlightened in Hongyuan Temple to cultivate the immortal body of the Great Vajra. I dared to ask if I could teach you?"

The old abbot smiled with a kind face, as if he knew that Chang Xi would definitely ask this, and said, "Of course there is no problem."

Chang Xi was a little reluctant to believe his ears. He thought that the Vajra Immortal Body was one of the best body refining methods in Buddhism, and he made a fuss for nothing, which should be a difficult thing to communicate with. He could not have thought of before, and the abbot of the abbot agreed without even frowning.

It seemed that Chang Xi was confused, and the old abbot pointed at him with a meaningful meaning, patiently answering the doubts: "Although the Great Vajra Immortal Body is indeed a great Buddhist supernatural power and will not be taught to outsiders so easily, but since Mr. Chang, you saved Jueming, for our Hongyuan Temple, you no longer belong to the category of outsiders."

"What's more, the practice method of the Immortal Vajra is not the most important thing that people imagine, but will have some differences according to personal differences. The knowledge here is quite large, and it is all exchanged for the blood and life of the Buddhist predecessors."

Chang Xi said respectfully: "I have received the teachings, so why dare you ask about this Vajra Immortal Body..."

The old abbot smiled, "Cultivating the Immortal Body of the Great Vajra is not something you can practice by dictating the secrets. Instead, you need to set up an altar to open the secret realm in order to enter the void and temper your body, and then realize the true meaning of the Immortal Body."

The old abbot's face was serious, saying one by one, "And before entering the secret realm, Mr. Chang still needs to pass the test before he can get qualified to enter the secret realm. If he cannot pass the test, it means that his physical strength is not strong enough. It is considered to have entered the void realm, and it is just a waste of his life. Please know about this."

The melodious bells came from the bell and drum tower in the distance. The old abbot stood up and smiled and said, "Although our Hongyuan Temple is mainly vegetarian, it is better to have the spiritual plants and vegetables produced on Jingting Mountain harvest every year. Even white rice and white flour have a unique taste. Should Mr. Chang comfort me with me to go to the Wudian Temple?"

Chang Xi was delighted and naturally agreed.

The Wuguan Hall of Hongyuan Temple covers an area of ​​even more than that of Tianxiu Food Mansion. Thousands of monks eat in sequence, even as the abbot, they are lined up in the back of the line. The simple three dishes and one soup are bland and even the drops of lard are invisible, but the white flour buns that Chang Xi was holding in his hand at this moment really surprised him. The white flour buns as big as palms are amazing, and even the dishes made of spiritual wheat and spiritual vegetables grown by Brother Wu of Houshan are not inferior. It can be seen that the foundation of this Buddhist sect is much stronger than the surface.

After lunch with the attention of more than a thousand monks, Chang Xi slowly walked back to his wardrobe. When he opened the door, he saw that the utensils and decorations inside were very similar to those of ordinary monks' wardrobe, which was obviously specially prepared for him. Chang Xi shrugged and closed the door and returned to the yard. He habitually found a clean place in Qingzhu next to the pond and sat cross-legged and started to breathe.

In the early years of Hongyuan Temple, after Jintuo Sect, several Taoist monks successfully practiced the Great Vajra Immortal Body in the void realm. Then these Taoist monks tied a small piece of void with a great magical power net and sealed it in the secret realm of Hongyuan Temple, so that the talented younger disciples in the temple can understand the mystery at a lower risk.

At present, it will take several days to prepare for the opening of the secret realm of Hongyuan Temple. As the saying goes, it is said that if the gun is not sharpened in the battle, it will be light. Chang Xi, who has received this great kindness, began to hurry up and breathe, and must adjust his state to the extreme before the secret realm is opened.

The little monk who had cleared the petals of the ground in front of the dormitory looked secretly, and couldn't help but wonder why Mr. Chang, who had just touched his head and asked for directions, couldn't stay in the big room, but instead sat on the ground and breathed. He suddenly let out a whine, his head was lit, and he looked up and found that it was the senior brother in charge of the temple's precepts to urge him to work.

The little monk waved the green bamboo broom and asked curiously: "Senior brother, are the disciples of the top five sects as approachable as Mr. Chang? But I heard others say that the little princess of Wanxian Gate came to our Jingting Mountain last time and was so rude. She carried two big hammers that looked like pumpkins all day and knocked people when she saw them, but Mr. Chang was very different from that little princess."

The senior brother touched the little monk's head with two scars, and said with a smile: "Young Master Chang is a peaceful and not an ordinary person. Although he is a high disciple of Qingyun Mountain, he unexpectedly has a lot of research on the principles of Buddhism. Just now, when Mr. Chang was having lunch in Wuguan Hall, many junior brothers wanted to take the exam how much Mr. Chang knew about the Buddhist path, but he never thought that he knew everything. Many junior brothers then realized that Mr. Chang was not just a brush, but his whole body was covered with brushes. It would be difficult for him."

The little monk's eyes shone, "So amazing? Then, in this way, Mr. Chang is simply a long-legged Sutra Pavilion, knowing everything!"

The older brother reminded: "If you make a fuss, don't be careless about what the abbot told me."
Chapter completed!