To “It’s the voice of the master!”!

After hearing this, Ji Boyi's mind moved, and at this moment, a golden Buddha light shone brightly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, his whole body shone with a brilliant light. He was shocked to find that he had actually arrived outside the door of the Zen room.

Looking back, the door was still closed, with no sign of opening, and the windows were not damaged, but he had already come outside in response.

"This is……"

"Congratulations to my disciple, I have cultivated Ruyi Tong. You have passed on all the Buddhist teachings of my Yuyang Sect. From now on, you can become a master."

On the contrary, Zen Master Ling was not surprised at all. A smile appeared on his thin face, and his bright and wise eyes were shining brightly, like a jewel of jewelry.

Buddhism has six supernatural powers, and after cultivation, you can obtain six kinds of powers that are transcendent and free without any obstacles.

"Ruyi Tong" is one of them, also known as "body Tong", "shen Zuo Tong", and "shen realm Tong". It is the ability to show your body as you wish.

With the "Ruyitong", people can do whatever they want, such as hiking into the sky and the earth, moving mountains and seas, sprinkling beans into soldiers, calling the wind and rain, and flying the clouds and fog, are not a problem.

Just now, Ji Boyi's mind moved his body from the meditation room to Zen Master Ling, which was a sign of his cultivation of "Ruyi Tong".

"I see……"

After understanding his current realm, Ji Boyi suddenly realized it, and then respectfully bowed to the thin old monk in front of him.

Without his inheritance of the Heart Seal, I am afraid he would not be able to cultivate such a magical Buddhist teaching so quickly.

"Disciple, my friend Sima Toutuo came to find a teacher a few days ago and found a treasure land in the southern region that is very suitable for building a great temple to gather people to practice. I want to find a disciple with a blessing to inherit it. I have recommended you, are you willing to go?"

The inheritance of Zen Buddhism is very distinctive. Every generation of disciples who have achieved success in their practice usually leave their master's mountain gate to set up their own doors.

For example, after the ancestor of their lineage, Huairang, took the place of the Sixth Patriarch Huineng, went to Nanyue. His eldest disciple Mazu Daoyi inherited the Taoist throne of Huairang and created the Nanyue Huairang Hongzhou Sect. It was a generation that opened the sect. It spread all over the world and had a profound influence. It echoed the Stone Sect under the Qingyuan lineage and made Zen Buddhism flourish in the world.

As soon as Mazu Dao sat down, the three great masters, Huaihai established a jungle system, a meditation hall, and a Baizhang Qing rules. It transformed Buddhism from the previous meditation and meditation to the great open mountain gate, laying the most solid foundation for the spread of Buddhism in the later period.

Baizhang Huaihai sat down and was most famous for his two Zen masters, Ling and Xiyun. The former founded the Weiyang Sect in Weishan, and the latter stayed in Huangbo Mountain, forming the Linji Sect.

Now that Ji Boyi has fully obtained the true teaching of spiritual power, the Buddhist teachings have reached the stage of becoming a master, it is time to go out to create his own Taoist tradition.

Therefore, after hearing Zen Master Ling's words, Ji Boyi had no objection. After obtaining the inheritance of the Heart Seal, he realized that this day would come sooner or later.

In the past, his excuse was that he did not practice enough and he still needed to work harder to practice Zen. However, after three years of seclusion, wouldn’t he say this insult the inheritance of Zen Master Ling in front of Zen.

"I wonder where that treasure land is in the south?"

As soon as Ji Boyi's question came out, the old monk's mysterious smile came.

"Although I am interested in my disciples, in order to convince other disciples, the disciples still need to pass the test of Sima Toutuo."

It has been a long time since so many people have poured in the main hall of Miyin Temple.

Ji Boyi sat upright on the right side of Zen Master Ling, smiling quietly, peacefully and freely. A pure and natural Zen smell spread with him, making the monks in Miyin Temple unable to help but admire him.

On the left of Zen Master Ling, there is a monk with a square head and big ears. His expression is steady and his face is solemn. His whole person exudes a completely different artistic conception from Ji Yi, and it is as motionless as a mountain.

This person is the eldest disciple of Zen Master Ling, Monk Huiji.

It is also Ji Boyi's biggest opponent this time. The two of them move and are still, hard and soft. Obviously, the "meditation" states of practice are also different.

If there is no inheritance of the Heart Seal, Ji Boyi's cultivation is only comparable to that of Monk Huiji.

Before he knew what the test was, Ji Boyi was not sure whether he could beat Huiji.

Although the two were the biggest opponents of Taoism, their private relationship was still good. When Ji Boyi first entered the mountain gate, it was this senior brother who taught him Zen martial arts step by step, leading him through the most difficult three years of asceticism.

"Have everyone here?"

Zen Master Ling still turned his back to the monks, facing the golden body of Sakyamuni, and gently turned the rosary in his hand to reconcile the Buddhist artistic conception of Ji Boyi and Huiji, and at the same time put the entire hall in a peaceful state.

"Assistant, all 137 disciples from all over the temple have arrived."

Hui Ji respectfully reported to Zen Master Ling who was sitting on the cushion. The latter nodded gently, then pronounced the Buddha's name, Zhong gave out a thin finger and pointed to the pure bottle dedicated to the golden body of Sakyamuni.

The invisible power was so powerful that the bottle had already risen and landed in the middle of the hall. More than a hundred monks' eyes widened, wanting to know what Zen strategy the old monk was working on.

"It must not be called a pure bottle, what do you call it?"

A gentle sentence came out of Zen Master Ling's mouth. At some point, he had turned around and faced the monks.

Looking around, the monks below were all frowning, and even more, they looked embarrassed.

Only Huiji and Fahai around them remained calm, one was calm and the other smiled. It seemed that they had already understood the mystery.

Ji Boyi waited for a long time, but Huiji didn't stand up. He couldn't help but turn around and look at it. It happened that the other party looked over.

With his eyes in exchange, he understood the other party's thoughts and couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

Then, under the surprised gaze of more than a hundred monks, he stood up, stepped on the clean bottle and walked straight out of the door.

"What a monk, what a monk, it's wonderful!"

Zen Master Ling couldn't help laughing happily. He had never laughed so happily. Even Huiji looked surprised. Although he had seen some Zen skills, he did not dare to do such a behavior in front of Zen Master Ling and the Buddha's golden body.

"Master, take care of yourself!"

When he walked to the entrance of Miyin Temple, Ji Boyi's clear and pleasant voice came into the hall, causing Zen Master Ling to shake his head and laugh.

The pure bottle was sent by Sima Toutuo, and it contains an extremely hidden thought, which records the details of the treasure land. Anyone who dares to touch it can obtain the inheritance of this thought.

Ji Boyi saw this and kicked Jingbo wildly. His irregular behavior made Zen Master Ling amazed.

Zen Buddhism is in its prosperous era and is not as rigid as it was in the Ming and Qing dynasties. Many people would highly appreciate this behavior as a childish nature.

After stepping out of the Miyin Temple, Ji Boyi only felt much more relaxed, as if he had taken off his burden, and his thoughts were more lively and free.

"The luck is much less, but it has been cut off the cause and effect. What's even more difficult is freedom!"

Looking back at the last look at the magnificent temple where he had lived for eight years, Ji Boyi smiled gently, and after giving a big gift, he quietly left the top of the mountain.

"Ruyitong" operates, and within a few breaths, he has left Weishan and stepped into the world.

A few days later, a monk wearing wide-sleeved Haiqing, with a steady belt about one foot long and a hat on his head to cover his appearance calmly and steadily walked on the mountain road.

On the right hand is a gray-black food utensil, with a slightly flat shape and a slightly smaller mouth. The Arhat shoes under the feet are also gray-black in color, and the upper has six holes.

It is strange that every time the monk started, he stepped steady and powerfully, and the dust on the mountain road did not stain the upper. With a faint whistling sound, lotus flowers appeared in the void since he started, and they were actually formed by dust. A gust of wind blew, the lotus dissipated, and the monk had already left far away.

"In the Saha world, lotus grows step by step, body is free from consciousness, and supernatural powers are hidden!"

On the mountain road, an old man in his seventies couldn't help but speak out in surprise when he saw Ji Boyi walking past him, lotus blooming in the void, and then quietly dispersing.

Just when he wanted to call the monk for advice, Ji Boyi had already disappeared from his eyes.

The magic of "Ruyitong" lies in crossing a mountain and a river in just one step. Although Ji Bayi did not use all his strength, it is still more than enough to cross a person's sight in one step.

"Oh, what a pity!"

The old man in his seventies thought that he had rarely met a monk but had no blessing to listen to Buddhism. He immediately urged his feet and paused his chest and regretted it.

"Master, the young master is also a monk. I think Buddhism is extraordinary. If you need to ask about Buddhism, why should you give up the near and far?"

A servant kindly comforted him, but it caused the old man to shake his head.

"Although Yuan Zheng is dedicated to the Buddha and has extraordinary wisdom, he may not have the guidance of a famous teacher. I am afraid that his achievements will be limited in his life. If he can invite this master and let Yuan Zheng worship him under his disciple, he can only cultivate the true meaning of Zen."

"So that's the case, it's a villain who is stupid."

The servant with a national face suddenly realized and slapped his forehead.

“Where is the closest temple to this place?”

"Report to the master, it is Donglin Temple in Lushan."

"oh!"

As time goes by, the old man in his seventies immediately ordered his servants to speed up and rush towards Mount Lu. He hoped that this monk could be found there.

However, Ji Boyi had no idea about this. During the operation of "Ruyitong", he had already arrived at Jiujiang City on the western foot of Mount Lu.

Middle-earth Buddhism has the most profound influence, namely Zen Buddhism and Pure Land Buddhism.
Chapter completed!