In the tower, Huikong, Youping Saint Maiden, Huixing and the other three woke up together. After a while of a trance, they finally saw clearly that they had returned to the tower.

Huiyuan and Huineng had already woken up first, staring at the body of the inquiring heart bead in front of them and spinning on the mountain and river seals.

When they saw Huikong and the other two woke up, they asked with concern while Amitabha Buddha: "It should be that the physical disaster of Wenxinzhu has passed. I wonder what the situation is now? But it is still successful?"

Huikong and the other three looked at each other, but Huixing was the first to answer: "We are ashamed, but in the end we were sent out without answering the Qxinzhu's questions."

The two of them shook their heads and comforted each other: "Junior brother, don't be as modest as you, senior brother, are even worse than you."

Huineng then sighed and said, "But we are trying our best. Although we have not successfully helped Wenxinzhu overcome the tribulation, we have also had a rich experience and experience."

As they were saying this, they suddenly found that the three of them looked wrong and were stunned. They remembered that there was another person who had not come out of the temple and couldn't help but look in the direction of Qian Yunsheng together.

Saint Youping stood beside Wen Xinzhu while staring at Qian Yunsheng and sighed:

"I didn't expect that so many of us were even more than a casual cultivator. I decided to devote myself to worshiping Buddha after I went back this time. If I did nothing, I would never leave the temple."

Saint Youping's words also reached the hearts of the other people, and Huikong also sighed with emotion: "Thousand lay Buddhists are indeed profound in Su Hui, and they can understand so many principles without a teacher."

Huixing was a little worried, and frowned and said:

"But his theory of the simplest way is actually Taoist, but we see that he admires me Buddhism. This person is both Buddha and Tao, but in my eyes, it becomes more and more mysterious."

Saint Youping sneered at the side with disagreement about Huijian's thoughts: "What's so strange about this? I see that there are obvious traces of the Five Elements Magic on him, which shows that his opportunity to enter the Tao comes from Taoist practice."

"He also said before that he came to our Western Regions after he traveled around and began to recognize the Buddhist practice more and more. In fact, it was extremely natural to enter the Buddha from the Tao, which has been there since ancient times."

"We all know how difficult the way of wandering cultivators is, and I'm afraid that how to enter the Tao is not something he can choose at all."

"But he can still keep his mind at the Buddha in this situation, which is precisely his extraordinary wisdom. If he did not have this inspiration, he would probably not be able to see the benefits of my Buddhism."

After Saint Youping's analysis, everyone nodded silently. After all, Qian Yunsheng's distinctiveness was clear and he gave everyone a deep impression.

Huikong stood aside and listened silently, and said in his heart:

"So, with the variable of Qian Jushi, the fact that Wen Xinzhu's tribulation is really possible to lead to a sudden chance of death? After all, the way of heaven will always leave a glimmer of life. Could it be that Qian Jushi's life is the vitality of Wen Xinzhu?"

Huikong asked this and attracted everyone's gaze back to Wen Xinzhu.

Huineng analyzed in a deep voice: "I think we will see the difference soon after the success or not. Although we have only just a short moment here, it may not be possible for a long time in the heartbeat."

Huiyuan also echoed: "Although we don't know what happened in Wenxinzhu now, we might as well pray for Wenxinzhu and Qian Jushi together."

After Huiyuan said this, the monks praised him for being kind. So they sat in a circle around Wen Xinzhu and Qian Yunsheng and sat down one after another.

Saint Youping took out the incense burner again and lit it gently. Everyone chanted in unison among the curling cigarettes:

"I wish to use this merit to adorn the Buddha's Pure Land.

Repay the four levels of kindness and save the sufferings of the three paths.

If you see and hear, you will develop the Bodhicitta.

All this reward body will be born in the ultimate happiness together”

Everyone was doing this slowly, and they saw that a trace of merit seemed to be drawn from the void from everyone and threw it into the heart bead of Wenxin.

This is a method of sacrificing oneself and fulfilling others' luck. It is a method of blessing others' luck with the loss of one's own luck.

Although the luck is endless, no one knows whether adding this luck will help you overcome the tribulation. But everyone thought it would be good to add a little, so they all did it without hesitation.

Just as this luck was like strands of mist flying out of everyone's heads, twisting into a thin thread as thick as a wool head, and trying to throw it into the heart bead.

Suddenly, the whole Wenxinzhu trembled continuously with a "bang", and finally a hole exploded.

For a moment, the fog twisted into a wool head was like a group of frightened swimming fish, and suddenly dissipated into five strands, floating in the air. The fog was like a frightened deer, looking at Wen Xinzhu, not knowing what happened to Wen Xinzhu.

The monks sitting below all frowned, but they knew that they could no longer help Wen Xinzhu. Therefore, they had to chant the scriptures even louder, and in their hearts they secretly hope that Wen Xinzhu could survive the tribulation successfully.

As for the Wenxinzhu, with the violent fluctuation just now, it exploded into its body. Slowly, the fluctuation gradually began to fall back, and began to rush into the bead like a retreating tide.

The huge sound just now seemed to appear suddenly, and disappeared suddenly. If it weren't for the hole on the heart bead that reminded everyone, it would be like the huge explosion just now was an illusion.

The five thin lines, which were just frightened like deer, went out with the huge sound. Then they gathered again and stretched towards the heart beads again.

At this moment, a fairly pure golden light suddenly shot out from the heart bead. The light was so dazzling that it even rushed out of the broken tower and shot straight out of the sky.

The light instantly looked like the sun, covering the entire city of Xiaowan a layer of golden yellow.

On the Wenxinzhu, the transformed villain who had appeared before appeared again. At this moment, it seemed to be sitting leisurely on the Wenxinzhu, posing in a strange position.

I saw its right leg hang naturally, while its left leg is placed under its right thigh. One hand raises the sky and the other hand clicks the ground.

Its expression is solemn, and the whole person is sitting upright. The corners of his mouth are like sucking a smile, giving people a feeling of no sorrow or joy, quietness and tranquility.

When the monks saw the appearance of the villain, they were quite surprised. Everyone couldn't help but want to ask whether they had survived the calamity.

But everyone looked at the villain as if he had no external consciousness and knew that it might have reached the most critical moment. Therefore, everyone held back silently and continued to sit aside and recite scriptures for the guardian of Wenxinzhu.

In Xiaowan City, the golden light came and went quickly. Just as the gold was soaring, it seemed as if it was ordered, and then it took it back "swish".

In the palace, the man in a comfortable robe stared at the direction of the tower and did not move. Under his feet, the Yin Gongzheng crawled on the ground with his limbs, and his body kept trembling.

The man raised his head and did not look at him at all, but stared at the direction of the tower.

When he saw a golden light spread out on the other side of the tower quickly and quickly took it back, he snorted gently before looking at Eunuch Yin.

He looked at Eunuch Yin crawling on the ground with a blank expression, and said coldly: "I don't know how my Wannian Jiran has been repaired. Why don't you go and see it on my behalf and don't let them slack off!"

He was extremely calm when he spoke, as if he was explaining something very ordinary.

When Eunuch Yin heard this, he shook even more.

He knew that the master asked him to see how his cemetery was doing, but in fact he had completely exiled him, so a sense of sadness arose in his heart.

He lay on the ground, trying hard to speak, and deliberately explained that the ghost cultivator was too powerful. But when he spoke, he couldn't say it.

He hesitated for a long time and had to struggle helplessly, "Master, please let me go and see Jirang. Should you go back and see it? Or just stay there to supervise them to thoroughly repair it?"

The meaning of this is extremely obvious, it is praying to the man.

The man glanced coldly, as if he was looking at a disgusting piece of shabby furniture, saying, "Aren't you very capable? Do you still don't know what to do?"

"Yes!" As if he had received a verdict like a death sentence, Eunuch Yin's voice trembled and became even more desperate.

He raised his face full of despair and prepared to retreat.

All his appearance was seen by the man. He suddenly lowered his head patiently and stared at Eunuch Yin's dodging eyes. A cold breath burst out from his teeth:

"Don't think about running away, you must know that your family is all in my hands, and even your life is in my hands."

As he said, he raised his head again and looked at the tower in the distance, and continued to say slowly:

"But don't say that I didn't give you a chance. In three years, if you can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm from Jirang, come back to see me."

"Otherwise," the man's tone strengthened again, and Eunuch Yin's body trembled more and more.

He only felt that words that were colder than Han Bing had penetrated into his soul, and it seemed that there was only the man's voice left in the world, and he spoke slowly:

"If you haven't succeeded in three years, I will personally take action to extinguish your soul lamp."

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