I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

Chapter 243: The Great Dream Year, a Flicker of a Moment

After entering the Buddhist temple, Meng Bai turned into a little monk.

He lived in Pudu Temple as a young novice monk.

After searching for a few days, Meng Bai found that his only area of ​​activity was Pudu Temple.

As long as you leave Pudu Temple, there is nothing outside.

Moreover, the perception of the laws in Pudu Temple is extremely vague, and it feels a bit unreal.

The reality of this dream is far less than the dream world he entered when he was promoted.

Fortunately, this place has a strong Buddhist atmosphere and Pudu Temple is a temple for practice. As a young monk, Meng Bai can be influenced by Buddhist teachings every day.

For Meng Bai, comprehending the magical powers of Buddhism was twice the result with half the effort.

In this way, Meng Bai practiced Buddhism day after day.

During the ten years at Pudu Temple, Meng Bai was exposed to a large amount of Buddhist teachings, which made his attainments in Buddhism comparable to those of an ordinary Zen master.

In the next hundred years, Meng Bai learned thousands of Buddhist techniques.

Meng Bai also had an in-depth analysis of Buddhist techniques.

Then Meng Bai began to comprehend the magical powers of Buddhism.

In just one year, Meng Bai created his first Buddhist magical power.

This magical power can release Buddha's light and drive away evil.

However, Meng Bai was not satisfied with this, as the power of this magical power was too weak.

And it is completely ineffective for ordinary monks.

With such magical powers as the final result, he would definitely not pass the third test.

Then Meng Bai gave up on perfecting this magical power and began to comprehend other magical powers.

Time flew by in the dream, and before he knew it, Meng Bai had been in Pudu Temple for seven hundred years.

In seven years, Meng Bai mastered hundreds of magical powers.

The power of some of these magical powers is comparable to ordinary killing magic.

But it is far from the sword skills that Meng Bai has comprehended himself.

Meng Bai sighed slightly, stood up and prepared to relax.

"This Buddhist magical power is more difficult to comprehend than I thought. I still have three hundred years to go, and I don't know if I can comprehend a powerful Buddhist magical power."

The moment he entered the dream, Meng Bai already sensed that he could stay in the dream for thousands of years.

Meng Bai strolled aimlessly in the Pu Du Temple, clearing his mind for a while and preparing for the next step of comprehending supernatural powers.

As he walked, Meng Bai unknowingly visited the Pu Du Temple, and he was suddenly stunned.

Then he took a step forward and arrived above Pudu Temple.

Looking down from the sky, Meng Bai sighed: "After so many years, how come I didn't realize that all the layouts of this Pudu Temple are combined into a Buddhist formation."

Meng Bai observed carefully and found that it was because of the existence of this Buddhist formation that Pudu Temple could continuously gather the Buddhist rhythm and the space would always be solid.

"This formation is a Buddhist formation. It contains extremely high Buddhist connotations and concepts, as well as profound spatial principles. If you comprehend this formation, you will surely be able to create some great magical powers."

Then Meng Bai began to sit above the Pu Du Temple to comprehend the Buddhist formation.

Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye, and Meng Bai also realized the magical power he wanted at the last moment.

When the thousand years were up, Meng Bai was teleported out of the Buddhist temple and saw the spirit of the secret realm again.

Meng Bai sensed the Buddhist skills and magical powers he had cultivated in his dream, which disappeared as he stepped out of the dream.

At the same time, I also felt that a thousand years passed in the dream, but only a moment passed in the outside world.

Although the dream in the Buddhist temple was crudely created, Meng Bai couldn't help but sigh at the power of the person who created the Buddhist temple.

A thousand years of dream ended in the blink of an eye. Even if the dream was not perfect, it was not something that ordinary cultivators could create.

The spirit of the secret realm said, "How was the harvest?"

Meng Bai smiled calmly: "It's just so-so. My understanding of Buddhism is not as good as that of swordsmanship. It took me a thousand years to realize the magical power that satisfied me."

"Then display the magical power you have learned. Let me see if you are qualified to pass the third test."

"as you wish!"

Meng Bai raised his backhand.

A mustard seed world appeared in the palm of his hand.

Within the space, the shadows of the Buddhas sat high on the altar. The Buddhist spirit was strong, and the sounds of Sanskrit came from the space.

This is the magical power that Meng Bai finally comprehended—the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of his hand!

Meng Bai struck out with his palm, and a powerful Buddhist aura burst out, tearing the void apart, and the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed color.

The spirit of the secret realm said in surprise.

"One flower, one world; one leaf, one bodhi. You can actually see the great Buddhist formation hidden in the Pudu Temple."

"Congratulations, you've passed the third trial."

Then the spirit of the secret realm raised his hand and waved.

The scenery in front of Meng Bai changed again, and he came to a secret room for cultivation.

This place is rich in spiritual energy and has a strong Buddhist connotation, making it a good place for Buddhist monks to practice.

"Now begins the fourth trial."

Meng Bai asked: "What is the content of the fourth trial?"

"Gather the Buddha's thoughts and gather the Buddha's heart."

Meng Bai raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Concentrating the Buddha's heart?"

After experiencing a thousand years in the dream, Meng Bai has gained a certain understanding of Buddhism.

The Buddha's heart is not so easy to condense.

Even a Buddhist practitioner who has transformed into a deity may not be able to successfully condense the Buddha's heart.

The spirit of the secret realm continued, "Within seven days, if you can concentrate your Buddha heart, you will pass the fourth trial."

"If you fail to concentrate your Buddha's heart within seven days, then this trial will be a failure."

After saying this, the spirit of the secret realm disappeared.

Meng Bai sighed slightly: "Fortunately, I have been in the dream for thousands of years and am quite proficient in Buddhism, otherwise I would not even have the chance to concentrate on the Buddha's mind."

Buddha's heart is a special method of cultivation in Buddhism.

Even the Buddhist practitioners who have reached the state of transformation into gods rarely practice it, and generally only the Buddhist practitioners who have reached the state of cave void will come into contact with it.

Because condensing the Buddha's heart is extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, the practice may be reversed, and you may go astray and turn from a Buddha into a demon.

In fact, many monks will have concerns and give up the trial after entering the fourth trial.

But Meng Bai thought it was worth a try.

He was ready to concentrate on Buddha's mind in his dream.

If the situation is not right, he can stop it immediately to prevent himself from going astray.

As long as he tried it in a dream, even if he failed, he would immediately dispel his Buddha's heart and would not go astray.

In the dream, Meng Bai quickly began to concentrate on Buddha's heart.

An hour later, Meng Bai failed to condense the Buddha's heart, and the Buddha's heart turned into the devil's heart.

The moment the devil's heart appeared, it began to infect Meng Bai's Taoist heart, trying to turn him into a devil cultivator.

Fortunately, Meng Bai made the evil heart disappear directly, and everything returned to normal.

Meng Bai was secretly shocked: "No wonder even the Divine Transformation cultivators rarely try to condense the Buddha Heart. Only the Cave Void Buddha cultivators are fully confident of successfully condensing it."

After the first failure, Meng Bai stabilized his mind and continued to condense it.

After six days, Meng Bai didn't know how many failures he had experienced.

Finally, the outline of Buddha's heart was condensed in the dream.

Now, only the last step is left to successfully condense the Buddha's heart.

This final step can be accomplished using the power of laws or natural treasures.

In the secret room for training, the spirit of the secret realm has also provided relevant natural treasures.

However, there are slight differences in the Buddha's heart condensed by the two methods.

The former condenses the Buddhist quality better than the latter.

Of course, the former is more difficult than the latter.

However, Meng Bai had dreams as a guarantee, and he used the power of the law without hesitation to complete this last step.