When the flame giant was shouting to recognize his relatives at the foot of Lingshan Mountain, Yang Xingzhou had already arrived at the Eight Treasures Merit Pool and was drooling looking at the ninth-grade lotus in the merit pool.

Next to the pool of merit, there is a clump of emerald green bamboo. This clump of bamboo is extremely strange. It has no roots, stems, leaves, seeds, flowers or fruits. It just sticks to the edge of the pool of merit, floating and sinking on the ground.

It's bamboo, actually it's more appropriate to say bamboo pole.

"Nine-grade golden lotus, six pure bamboos!"

Yang Xingzhou's eyes showed envy: "They are all good things!"

He wanted to steal a few bamboos and pick a few lotus flowers, but he also knew that these were wonderful products from the Lingshan Mountain. Even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were not qualified to obtain them. There must be many restrictions. If Yang Xingzhou really tried to steal, he would be arrested before he could get it.

The Buddhas discovered that a fierce battle is inevitable.

But with his current ability, the Buddhas may not kill him, but Yang Xingzhou cannot be the opponent of the many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Lingshan Mountain.

He is not afraid of individual Buddhas, but Buddhism is known as the Three Thousand Worlds, and there are Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in each world, which is terrifying. Not to mention the Buddhist masters of the Three Thousand Worlds, the World Honored Tathagata who is sitting in Lingshan, Yang Xingzhou is also

Hard to match.

Even though this world is a reduced version of the mythical world, and the masters in it are not as powerful as imagined, the identity of the Buddha on Lingshan Mountain is still very important. It represents the highest achievement of Buddhism. He is the Buddha, the leader of the same religion as the Taoist ancestor.

No matter how much his strength shrunk, Yang Xingzhou could not be his opponent. Based on the strength displayed by the Eighteen Arhats and the Dapeng Bird, Yang Xingzhou could roughly guess the strength of the Bodhisattva and the Buddha. He might be able to resist the ordinary Buddha, but once

There is no way he can resist the lord of religion.

Therefore, he found a new way to lead the Buddhist protector Jinpeng, and then led the Great Peacock King Ming out of the mountain to reenact what the World Honored One had done back then, thus establishing a relationship with the World Honored One Tathagata.

His calculation was really beyond everyone's expectations. Those who can do this must meet three conditions.

First, you have to have a thick skin that no one else has.

Second, he must be strong enough to defeat the Peacock King.

Third, we must plan step by step and design various steps to avoid the eyes and ears of the Buddhas in Lingshan, so that everything can develop according to the planned route.

For this to happen, these three conditions are indispensable.

However, there are very few people in the world who can defeat the Great Peacock King. Even if there are, they are like Buddha, Bodhisattva and Golden Immortal Cave Masters. Such people respect their status and will never do anything to damage their reputation.

There is no need to have any friendship with the World Honored One.

We are all respectable people and there is no need to do such embarrassing things.

But Yang Xingzhou is different!

Not only did he do it, but he did it with great fanfare and enthusiasm, so much so that even the World Honored Tathagata sighed for it, feeling that Yang Xingzhou had exceeded the limits of all living beings he had seen in his life, and his actions were too strange, but they were very effective.

Just when Yang Xingzhou was standing by the pool of merit, preparing to steal the pure bamboo and the ninth-grade golden lotus, Ananda Kassapa came over hand in hand, and the leader Ananda shouted: "Where is Mr. Yang?"

This Ananda was the Golden Sky Arhat who had just fought with Yang Xingzhou. When the golden-winged roc stopped Yang Xingzhou from killing him, he had already returned to the Western Heaven Spiritual Realm and reported Yang Xingzhou's origins to the Buddha. At this time, he came to the merit pool and opened his eyes to scan

All around, people put their hands together and saluted: "Sir, the World Honored One has said, let me give you a green bamboo pole and a golden lotus, so go ahead!"

Although his cultivation was limited and he could not see Yang Xingzhou lurking by the pool, but as a disciple of the World Honored One, he naturally had great faith in the wisdom of the Buddha. Since the Tathagata said that Yang Xingzhou was by the pool, he must be by the pool. As for the Buddha, he must be by the pool.

Why can't he see it? It must be because Yang Xingzhou has used some magical power that prevents him from seeing it.

Seeing his senior brother speaking next to him, Kassapa also saluted and said: "Mr. Yang Da, this is the Holy Land of Lingshan. You have committed a great crime by killing the powerful Vajra. The World Honored One has spoken and has not killed you to suppress you. It is already a great mercy from heaven. Please also ask.

You collect the pure bamboo and nasturtium, and leave the mountain now."

Both of them felt the embarrassing situation coming from the Buddha. In any case, this Yang Xingzhou could be regarded as the brother of the Tathagata. For such a brother, the Buddha could not beat or scold him, let alone suppress or kill him.

After death, the best way is to send it away from a distance, out of sight and out of mind.

Yang Xingzhou suddenly solidified in front of the two people and said with a smile: "How can a brother be so stingy? A flower, a bamboo pole? I have a family, a wife, and several wives, but they are not enough for me. Fishing

We can’t even get enough fishing rods! There are too few!”

Ah Jian said: "Mr. Yang, it would take tens of millions of years for a spiritual creature like this to take shape. If you can get one, it is the supreme destiny. How can you have such insatiable desires and insufficient human heart?"

Yang Xingzhou said: "What's wrong with a brother taking a few of my brother's things? He has such a big mountain and so many tribes. I just take a few fishing rods and a few small flowers, but he can't part with them."

?This is simply unreasonable!”

Ananda Kassapa was helpless and looked at each other. Ananda said: "I will go and ask the World Honored One for instructions. Sir, don't move around."

Yang Xingzhou said: "I insist on walking around, what can you do to me?"

At that moment, he did not listen to the dissuasion and walked towards the back mountain, overthrowing many monks, arhats, Bodhisattvas and others who were blocking the way, and broke into the Sutra Pavilion at the back mountain. As soon as he reached the door of the Sutra Pavilion, he saw a tall man walking out of the pavilion.

The thin old monk, with white beard and white eyebrows, looked Yang Xingzhou up and down, nodded, and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"

After saying "good" three times in succession, he took out a small lamp and handed it to Yang Xingzhou: "There are as many Buddhist scriptures in this sutra-storing pavilion as the number of sands in the Ganges. If you want to find scriptures that fit your own, you must use my spiritual lamp."

Just explore."

Yang Xingzhou reached out to take the small lamp and asked curiously: "Old monk, you are a good person, what should you call me?"

The old monk chuckled and shook his head, passing by Yang Xingzhou, and said with a smile: "The past is gone, the future is gone, and the present is just right. Boy, you and I will meet one day."

He looked up to the sky and laughed, looking very happy. He opened his arms, took steps, and walked away into the distance. He was gone in a moment.

Yang Xingzhou held the spiritual lantern in his hand and took a closer look. He saw that the lamp inside the lantern was like a bean. It really couldn't be compared to the word "spiritual lantern". But even he couldn't see through it, so the thing he gave must be something.

The reason.

Then he smiled, held a small lamp, and walked into the Sutra Pavilion.

He took a step forward, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

He originally thought that the Sutra Pavilion was really a Sutra Pavilion, but unexpectedly it was a world of its own. When he entered the Sutra Pavilion, it was as if he had entered a big world. There were colorful things in front of him, with countless lights and darknesses, and countless kinds of lights.

The sound came, and the scriptures formed a torrent of scriptures, flowing through the void, like a river of stars.

"It seems that this Sutra Pavilion is not just a thing of this world, it should be a thing common to the three thousand great Buddhas' spiritual mountains, and even a common place for the three Buddhas in the past and future!"

Yang Xingzhou stood in the void and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south. He could only see pages of scriptures turning into various colorful spots of light before his eyes, and they disappeared in an instant.

This situation has exceeded his expectations.

"What the hell, let's find a few useful books first!"

Yang Xingzhou was too lazy to think too much, so he used his magical power to grab a few books and read them carefully. After a while, he found that they were dry and difficult to understand, which was inconsistent with his nature. The things in them made him extremely uncomfortable.

He threw it away and looked for others, but found few scriptures that suited him. There were so many scriptures here that Yang Xingzhou could not find the scriptures that suited him best even if he incarnated thousands of times.

Suddenly, I remembered what the old monk said at the door. I gathered my power into my palms and my true energy flowed to the small lamp in my hand. I heard a "pop" sound, and the spiritual lamp in my hand suddenly shone brightly, shining in all directions.

The galaxy of scriptures composed of countless scriptures in front of me suddenly changed strangely, turning into rows of bookshelves, quietly filled with scripture explanations.

Yang Xingzhou stood blankly for a moment, then glanced around, only to find that he was already in an ordinary scripture collection pavilion, with a lamp like a bean in front of him, and books of scriptures placed in front of him.

Picking up a book at random and flipping through it, various insights emerged. It seemed that under the illumination of the light, his understanding suddenly rose to an incredible level.

Just as he was reading the scriptures, in the Great Leiyin Temple, a monk guarding the Sutra Pavilion hurriedly ran in: "World Honored One, something bad has happened. Yang Xingzhou broke into the Sutra Pavilion and lit the ancient Buddha.

Gone too!"

The World Honored One opened his eyes and said, "Is the coffin lamp there?"

The monk said: "He is no longer here either!"

The World-Honored One Tathagata was in a daze for a moment, and then said: "Let the clay figure yelling and scolding at the bottom of the mountain come up. I have something to say to him."
Chapter completed!