In the heart gate, the Sutra Pavilion!

Wang Xiong sat on the ground, and in front of him was a book called "The Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita". Wang Xiong suppressed the restlessness in his heart and was quickly comprehending and reading.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita, he saw that the five aggregates were empty.........!"

Wang Xiong was reciting, reading the scriptures while quickly comprehending them.

Wang Xiong felt extremely uncomfortable. In fact, Wang Xiong also understood that Lan Liyan saved himself with his "body". He definitely did not want him to be so decadent, but he hoped that he could live a good life. However, Wang Xiong could not overcome his hurdle.

Pain, incomparable pain in the heart!

Wang Xiong's speed of reading scriptures became faster and faster.

"Crazy!"

A large number of scriptures on the bookshelf were pulled down by Wang Xiong, and they were immediately spread out in front of Wang Xiong. Wang Xiong could not forget more than ten scriptures, and glanced at them, but all the scriptures inside were kept in his heart.

Just as Sakyamuni said, Wang Xiong's Buddha nature was so high that he had never heard of it. In just three days, a halo suddenly appeared behind Wang Xiong's head, not the Great Sun Evil Wheel, but a halo created by Buddha's light. Although the light was dim, countless monks outside the Sutra Pavilion immediately changed their faces and looked in shock towards the Sutra Pavilion.

"This is the Arhat Fruit position?" a monk said in shock.

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Sakyamuni also looked at the Sutra Pavilion in surprise. Next to it was another blue-haired man with fairy charm and a mysterious look.

"Sakya Buddha, this person is extraordinary. How long have you taught him the Dharma? He has actually comprehended the Arhat Fruit?" The blue-haired man looked at Sakyamuni curiously.

"Medical Buddha, I want to say that I only gave him a Diamond Sutra and said nothing else. Are you trusting?" Shaka smiled.

"What do you mean is that except for the Diamond Sutra, it has only been three days since he came into contact with Buddhism?" The Medicine Buddha said in surprise.

"Amitabha!" Shakyamuni nodded.

"This Buddha nature, enlightenment, has never been heard! It is not inferior to you and me!" The Medicine Buddha sighed.

"Yes!" Shaka nodded.

"In this world, except Amitabha Buddha, I'm afraid no one can compare with this person's Dharma. After three days of understanding the Arhat fruit position?" The Medicine Buddha sighed.

"No, you were wrong, there is another person I have met before!" Sakyamuni said solemnly.

"Oh? There is another person?" The Medicine Buddha was a little disbelief.

"Yes, there is another person, Wang Xiong's brother, Da Kuang Tiandi, Di Jun! He entered my Saha world and Da Leiyin Temple. I borrowed his scriptures to comprehend it. It took only two days to get to the Arhat Fruit!" Sakyamuni explained.

"Two days?" The Medicine Buddha said in surprise.

Sakyamuni nodded: "This Wang Xiong has only been used for three days because of the disturbance of the mind disaster, otherwise it should be faster!"

"Three days are already incredible enough. If I had started over and over again, I would probably not have been able to reach the Arhat fruit level for three days!" The Medicine Buddha sighed.

Sakyamuni looked at the direction of the Sutra Pavilion and nodded in sigh.

Wang Xiong had read all the first floor scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, but his heart was still depressed and he stepped onto the second floor of the attic.

The second floor attic is also filled with scriptures.

There are still various monks who protect the pavilion, but it seems that they have been explained by Sakyamuni. No one dares to disturb Wang Xiong's appearance. They all quietly turned into sculptures and stood in the Pavilion.

With a turn of hands, the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion were quickly revealed to Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong was focused on his heartache and quickly began to look at it.

This time, it took two days. Two days later, Wang Xiong's body was full of golden light, and the Buddha's light behind his head turned into a colorful aperture, instantly illuminating the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

"The Bodhisattva of the First Level?" A monk from the Sutra Pavilion widened his eyes and said in amazement.

At this moment, no one could help but the monks, because the monks watched Wang Xiong comprehend the Arhat fruit position on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion. In just two days, it was only escalated from the Arhat fruit position to the Bodhisattva fruit position?

Although it is only the most basic Bodhisattva of the first level, it only took this person two days? Two days?

The monks have profound Buddhist teachings and extremely comprehension. But even so, it took a long time to realize the Arhat fruit. I know how difficult it is to have a Bodhisattva fruit. Many monks have been stuck in the Arhat fruit, and they can't realize the Bodhisattva fruit. But Wang Xiong did it in two days?

Where did the monster come from here? No, where did the holy monk come from? Two days?

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, Sakyamuni and Medicine Buddha looked at each other, and Medicine Buddha looked disbelief.

"Sakya Buddha, are you sure that you have not given him any guidance on Buddhism? He can understand the Bodhisattva's fruit by relying solely on the sutras?" The Medicine Buddha looked disbelief.

"Amitabha!" Shakyamuni clasped his hands together. Although he did not explain, he affirmed the result.

"This is impossible. Apart from you, Amitabha and I, can't anyone else do it!" The Medicine Buddha frowned.

"No, you are wrong. What I said before, Di Jun, so is he!" Shaka shook his head.

"Oh?" The pharmacist Buddha was slightly stunned.

"Di Jun, Taiyi? The future of the two of them is probably not inferior to you and me!" Sakyamuni sighed.

Hidden in the Golden Pavilion.

Wang Xiong did not suppress his discomfort on the second floor. He read the scriptures on the second floor and went directly to the third floor.

On the third floor, the monks who were sculpted like before were extremely respectful and immediately received a volume of scriptures for Wang Xiong, which was placed in the center to help Wang Xiong turn the pages.

The monks of the gods still respect the saints of the Tao very much. Especially this kind of monks who are born with the gods and monks are accompanying them, it seems that they can also be inspired and respectful from the enlightenment of the saints of the nature.

Two days later, Wang Xiong's body was filled with Buddha light, illuminating the third floor Sutra Pavilion.

"The Bodhisattva of the Second Level?" The monks exclaimed.

Two days later, Wang Xiong finished reading the scriptures on the third floor and stepped onto the fourth floor. Two more days passed.

"The Bodhisattva of the Three Levels?" The eyes of the monks became more and more intense.

Two more days later.

"Fourth level Bodhisattva?"

Two more days later.

"Five-level Bodhisattva?"

"The Bodhisattva of the Sixth Level?"

"The Seventh Level Bodhisattva?"

"Eighth-level Bodhisattva?"

"Nine-level Bodhisattva?"

"The Tenth Level Bodhisattva?"

The moment Wang Xiong finished reading the scriptures in the attic on the eleventh floor of the Sutra Library, there was already a ray of Buddha light all over his body.

Not only is the thirteenth floor Sutra Pavilion illuminated by the illumination, but even outside the Sutra Pavilion, there is a golden light shining on the heaven and earth.

In the heart gate, countless monks, monks, and arhats all worship the Sutra Pavilion.

Medicine Buddha and Sakyamuni also looked at the golden pavilion in front of him, and there was a sigh in his eyes.

"Twenty-three heavens, the tenth level of Bodhisattva? The highest fruit level in the Bodhisattva realm? One of the paths of the mind is hard to understand!" The Medicine Buddha sighed.

"Yes, the tenth level Bodhisattva? He has now entered the twelfth floor attic. In the twelfth floor attic, it is not something that Bodhisattvas can understand. It is the sutra of the Buddha's fruit position. The sutras of you and I have attained enlightenment and become Buddhas are hidden in the last two levels!" Sakyamuni sighed.

"I don't know if he can continue to realize the Buddha's fruit position!" The Medicine Buddha said solemnly.

"Di Jun realized it!" Sakyamuni sighed.

"Oh?" The pharmacist Buddha was slightly stunned.

However, the Lord of the Sutra, countless monks sat cross-legged and recited scriptures. One by one, they seemed to spit out the "卍" characters. The "卍" characters spit out the "卍" characters spit out the "卍" characters spit out the "卍" characters over the Sutra Pavilion formed a huge "卍" character to block the disturbance of the demons and protect Wang Xiong.

Almost all monks from the Heart Gate have come, chanting scriptures and looking forward to the birth of a new Buddha.

This is also a great moment for the Heart Sect. Twenty-three days, from ordinary people, they have attained the fruit of Arhat, and even reached the Bodhisattvas of the Tenth Level. What a myth in the minds of monks.

Wang Xiong arrived at the twelfth floor of the Sutra Pavilion. In the Sutra Pavilion, there were no monks from the Arhat realm who dared to come up. Only the holy monks from the Bodhisattva realm were reading a number of sutras for Wang Xiong. The holy monks from the Bodhisattva realm were extremely pious to translate the sutras for Wang Xiong.

Wang Xiong seemed to have become accustomed to this method. At this moment, he tried hard to look at every word in the scriptures, which was extremely mysterious and Wang Xiong's powerful soul quickly comprehended it.

The twelve-level scriptures were finished in two days, but this time, Wang Xiong was not promoted.

The monks did not disturb him, but just stood beside him and watched Wang Xiong sitting cross-legged.

I saw that Wang Xiong sat cross-legged for seven days. After seven days, the monks suddenly smelled a magical fragrance. At the same time, illusory golden lotus emerged from the void in all directions.

The golden lotus bloomed, and countless Buddha lights bloomed. A "卍" character appeared when Wang Xiong sat cross-legged, and suddenly appeared in the sky, surpassing the Sutra Pavilion, and turning into a huge golden lotus. Suddenly, bursts of Buddha sounds emerged from the void.

"The sandalwood in the void, the golden lotus gushing in the ground, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere? This is the Buddha's fruit position?" A holy monk could no longer hold it back and said in shock.

Nine Heavens? No, there are only seven days to understand the time? To attain enlightenment and become a Buddha?

The saints suddenly felt tired when they were kind-hearted and were both practicing Buddhism, so why was the gap so big?

Buddha? This outsider did it in one month? Did he put down his butcher's knife and become a Buddha? That was just an exaggeration. That Buddha just had a Buddha's heart, not the Buddha's fruit.

Cultivating Buddha means cultivating the mind. Which of the divine monks and holy monks in the Sutra Pavilion has long been understood into a rock? However, this rock-like state of mind has actually caused a turbulence by Wang Xiong's speed of enlightenment.

Buddha? Wang Xiong?

After Wang Xiong had learned so much, his depression in his heart dissipated. Although he would not have been searching for death at this moment, the pain in his heart was still painful.

Wang Xiong was slightly bitter and stood up.

The holy monks around him made way and Rong Wangxiong stepped onto the last floor of the attic.
To be continued...