After talking for half an hour, the Buddhist disciple slowly stopped.

A golden "卍"-shaped Buddha light appeared under his feet, with hundreds of Buddha figures appearing behind him. A Sanskrit sound that brought peace of mind to the ears echoed between heaven and earth.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, covering half the sky.

Enlightenment!

Chen Qingyuan found that the Buddha's eyes were a little empty, and he fell into a very special state. Suddenly, he had a guess.

So Chen Qingyuan stepped back a distance to avoid disturbing the Buddhist disciples.

Apart from this, he will not leave for the time being and will stay here to protect the Buddhists.

One day, two days, three days...

More than three months later, the "卍" character under the Buddha's feet suddenly collapsed.

Chen Qingyuan noticed it at the first moment, and a gentle force gathered in the palm of his right hand.

If the Buddhist fails in his enlightenment and may become possessed, Chen Qingyuan will help him as quickly as possible and try his best to stabilize the situation and prevent it from getting too bad.

"Buzz!"

Then, the Buddhist suddenly opened his eyes.

Two beams of pale golden light, invisible to mortals, burst out from the Buddha's eyes, piercing through countless miles of void, as if they had glimpsed the essence of this world.

The Buddhist put his hands together, solemnly and solemnly.

As he chanted Buddhist scriptures, the strange scenes around him began to change.

"Crash-"

The calm sea suddenly became choppy.

The wave is rolling and getting stronger and stronger.

The splashing waves are like mountains, covering the sky and the sun, with great momentum.

The waves crashed down with a sound like thunder, splashing countless water droplets, and the entire sea was in violent turbulence.

No matter how violently the sea shakes, it cannot affect the Buddha's disciples in the slightest.

The whole body is vast and extremely peaceful.

Thousands of feet away, huge waves are surging.

One is still and the other is moving, forming a sharp contrast.

Chen Qingyuan watched quietly and did not move a step during this period.

You must ensure that the Buddha's enlightenment is smooth before you can feel at ease.

"Boom!"

The sky above the Buddha's head suddenly exploded, forming a huge black hole.

At the edge of the black hole, countless strands of Buddhist laws are intertwined.

The hundreds of Buddha figures originally floating in the air underwent an indescribable subtle change.

Monk Jingyuan and the Buddhist disciples traveled together for a while and influenced each other.

Although Monk Jingyuan's method is rather extreme, it does have some merits.

"Woo——"

The Buddhist sound came from nowhere, solemn and peaceful, echoing between heaven and earth and lingering for a long time.

"Kick!"

Suddenly, the Buddhist took a small step forward.

The raging waves thousands of feet away calmed down in an instant.

The Buddhist sound suddenly stopped and the golden light dissipated.

He took another step forward, and the Buddhist sounds and visions appeared again.

One step and the wind and waves rise; one step and everything is quiet.

The scene is weird and frightening.

After a hundred steps, the Buddhist stopped where he was.

A gentle force emanated from his body and spread to all parts of the sea.

It even affected the entire ancient star and the surrounding areas.

“Achieve enlightenment.”

Chen Qingyuan felt the changes in the rules of this place, and the worries deep in his heart gradually dissipated. He looked happy and genuinely pleased.

I was confused for a while, not knowing how to move forward, and paced back and forth on the edge of the cliff, which was extremely dangerous.

Today, Buddhists are fortunate enough to see through illusions, break free from the cage, and see the sun.

"The Pure Land cannot be sought."

The Buddhist talked to himself.

"This poor monk is the Pure Land."

After he finished speaking, a Buddha's light containing extraordinary power gushed out from the body of the Buddha. It was very gentle and purified the soul.

Chen Qingyuan stared at this scene, and his heart was more or less stirred.

Taking oneself as the Pure Land is the way to become a Buddha!

If you can’t become a Buddha, how can you save the world?

The Buddhist who originally did not want to pursue the realm of spiritual practice wanted to find a unique Buddhist path of his own, not to compete with the heroes of the world, but only to save the world.

Of course, there is still an extremely long distance between Buddhist disciples and the so-called realm of Buddha.

However, the first signs are emerging.

Pure Land has extraordinary significance in Buddhism.

"The Buddha's mind is clear and bright, very good."

The worry on Chen Qingyuan's face had disappeared. He looked at the Buddhist disciple, smiled and whispered.

"Thank you for your protection."

The Buddhist put his hands together, bowed and saluted to express his gratitude.

Hearing the word "donor", Chen Qingyuan's heart tightened slightly.

They are obviously good brothers who have been through thick and thin together, yet they seem so unfamiliar.

Ever since the Buddhist had overcome the tribulation of love and gained a Bodhicitta, he has been like a different person. His only thought is to save the world and people, and he uses this method to atone for his sins.

Ugh!

Chen Qingyuan sighed inwardly and felt uncomfortable.

"You...don't put too much pressure on yourself. Whether it's Buddhism or the world, you can't shoulder it all by yourself."

From a brother's perspective, Chen Qingyuan hopes that the Buddhist disciple will return to secular life, be free and unconstrained.

However, if Buddhist disciples really return to secular life, it will surely destroy the fortune of Buddhism and the impact will be extremely serious.

"I will do my best."

The eyes of a Buddhist are very clear. He has figured out many things and knows how to go on the road ahead.

"If you need me, just ask. Don't forget, you are not alone."

Chen Qingyuan said seriously.

"Ah."

The Buddhist smiled.

"If you want to change something, you can start from the Northern Wasteland. Qingzong will fully cooperate and save you a lot of trouble."

Although he didn't know what the Buddhist disciple wanted to do specifically, Chen Qingyuan was willing to help and made a solemn promise.

"I..." A certain heartstring of the Buddhist monk trembled slightly. He looked deeply at Chen Qingyuan and bowed again: "Thank you."

In today's current situation, the Qing Sect is a behemoth. Not to mention that ordinary sects dare not provoke it, even the Immortal Ancient Clan has to give in.

Although Buddhism is powerful, it is still far inferior to the Qing Sect.

Moreover, if one were to do things in the Buddhist community in the East, it would be fine if it succeeded, but if it failed, it would have a huge impact on Buddhism, shaking its foundation, and the consequences would be extremely serious.

Therefore, starting from the Northern Wilderness is the best option. During this period, no one will dare to interfere with the Buddhist's layout unless they don't want to live.

"If you have this intention, then give this jade slip to the leader of Qing Sect. He will fully cooperate and help you fulfill your wish."

Chen Qingyuan immediately wrote a letter and placed it in the jade slip, which had his own unique mark and could not be impersonated by others.

Looking at the jade slip floating in front of him, the Buddhist had a thousand words to say. However, when the words came to his lips, he could not utter a single word. He could only stare deeply at Chen Qingyuan with a pair of eyes full of complex emotions.

In a trance, the Buddhist recalled the things of the past.

Chen Qingyuan, holding the Buddha's Hand Emperor Soldier, broke into the heart of the demon clan alone, desperate to rescue himself.

He also raised the child for himself and treated him as his own.

Defend yourself in front of all the heroes in the world.

He owed Chen Qingyuan too many favors in this life and could never repay them.

After a few breaths, the Buddhist gathered his thoughts, slowly stretched out his right hand, and put away the jade slip.

The Buddhist bowed again: "Thank you."

Thank you, bro.