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Chapter 63 A wooden pestle(1/2)

Sixty years.

For the outside world, it is a change of change.

The Great ‘New’ dynasty was established and the world was amnesty.

Some of the great masters of the Astronomy Realm were born, and some of the great masters of the Astronomy Realm were sitting in the dead.

In the Dachen Temple, there was no significant change in the ancient Buddha of Qinglan.

Even because of Su Xuan, Dachan Temple has become the world's number one martial arts sect.

But for many disciples of Dachan Temple, they still have to follow the three-year horse-running monk, three-year erotic monk, three-year sermons, three-year sermons, and three-year precepts.

Only after these twelve years can one be qualified to get in touch with the advanced martial arts of the Dachan Temple.

As for whether such a long period of time will affect the qualifications of Daogen Bone... it is different from other sects in the world.

Dachan Temple pays more attention to the disciple's "mind nature", and the qualifications of the roots and bones can be changed through external forces.

But the "mind nature" can only rely on oneself, which is also the foundation for the prosperity of the Dachan Temple for thousands of years.

Bodhi Courtyard.

Su Xuan sat cross-legged.

After sixty years of hard practice, it will naturally improve greatly.

As early as twenty years ago, Su Xuan surpassed the realm of heaven and man.

Twenty-year-old man.

At the age of sixty, he surpassed the heavens.

Even during the period of gods and Buddhas two thousand years ago, this is definitely incredible.

You should know that the cultivation of the realm of heaven and man is hundreds of times more difficult than that of the ninth-grade to the celestial phenomena.

But Su Xuan only took 40 years to cross this level, which is simply unreasonable.

However, these are nothing in Su Xuan's eyes.

Even the most amazing warriors are cautious when practicing, for fear that they will never get rid of their mistakes.

But Su Xuan is different. Every step of his cultivation has experienced thousands of simulations, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is foolproof.

Other warriors will go wrong when practicing, will doubt themselves, and will stop moving forward.

But Su Xuan did not have these problems. From beginning to end, he was on the most correct and most beneficial path.

"The sky is hanging from the sky..."

Su Xuan looked solemn.

Through countless simulations over the past sixty years, he probably has figured out the purpose of the hanging island outside the day.

There are a large number of creatures on the Hanging Island outside the sky. It is these creatures that control the Hanging Island outside the sky and descend into this world.

The purpose of these creatures is to transform this world and transform the world into their end.

As for the original creatures in this world, they will die because they cannot adapt to the modified world.

The golden-armored divine general was sent out in advance by the Hanging Island of Heaven to solve all resistance forces in this world.

“Forty-three years left…”

Su Xuan thought silently in his heart.

Twenty-three years later, a golden armored god will appear.

The hanging island outside the sky came to this world twenty years after the appearance of the Golden Armor God General.

"Continue to simulate."

Su Xuan sighed lightly and closed his eyes again.

Time passes slowly.

Twenty years have passed again.

In the past twenty years, three holy monks including Abbot Huiyuan have been transformed one after another.

The maximum life span of the Grand Master of the Astronomy Realm is only 200 years old. When Su Xuan was carried to Shaoshi Mountain, the three holy monks were already over 100 years old.

Now that Su Xuan is 100 years old, the three holy monks are over 200 years old.

In fact, if Su Xuan had not given the occasional guidance, the three holy monks would probably have been transformed decades ago.

However, even before the three holy monks sat in a transformation, they still had smiles on their faces.

How lucky is they to be able to witness a true Buddha during their lifetime?

After the three holy monks were transformed, there was naturally no shortage of successors.

Because of Su Xuan, seven holy monks of the celestial realm were born in the Dachan Temple.

Even if you don’t include a Buddhist son like Su Xuan, Dachan Temple is worthy of the world’s number one martial arts sect.

Main Hall.

The seven holy monks sat looking at each other.

These seven holy monks all belong to the "Ming" generation, namely, namely, enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment, truth, enlightenment, and enlightenment.

"I don't know how the Buddha's son is now..."

Abbot Mingxin sighed lightly.

Since Abbot Huiyuan and three other holy monks sat in the procession, Su Xuan has seen almost no one.

Even the seven holy monks on the field have never met Su Xuan several times together.

The other six holy monks remained silent.

"A few days ago, Emperor Taizu of the Great 'New' Dynasty passed away and the new emperor ascended the throne. He wanted to come to my Dazen Temple to pay homage to the Buddhist son. How to solve this problem?"

The Holy Monk Mingzu seemed to remember something and spoke.

"The new emperor of the big 'new'..."

The Holy Monk Mingjue suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although the Da Zen Temple today does not care about the Great "New" dynasty at all, after all, they are so low that they use the word "wedding".

"How else can we solve it? Even we can't see the Buddhist son, and it's even more impossible for outsiders..."

The Holy Monk Mingyuan shook his head and said.

“That’s right.”

The Holy Monk Mingzu nodded.

He wanted to agree to the new emperor of the Great "New" dynasty.

But how could I agree if I couldn’t even see the holy monk?

Just as the seven holy monks were about to discuss the situation of the new disciples of the Dazen Temple.

A gentle voice suddenly rang in their ears.

"You all come here."

The pupils of the seven holy monks shook, and an incredible look appeared on their faces.

"Is it the Buddha's son calling us?"

After a moment, the Holy Monk Mingyuan's voice trembled.

The other six holy monks took a deep breath and looked at each other.

.....

Bodhi Courtyard.

The seven holy monks stood there respectfully.

Not far away, Su Xuan was sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree.

"I'm asking you to come here, there is something you need to do."

Su Xuan looked at the seven holy monks and said softly.

"Son of Buddha, please tell me."

Abbot Mingxin replied immediately.

"Send me something."

Su Xuan took out an ordinary wooden pestle.

"Send this wooden pestle to the top of the Cangshan Mountain in the vast sea."

Su Xuan said calmly.

Calculate the time, there are three years left to be the day when the Golden Armor God will arrive.
To be continued...
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