Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

The Wanshang Buddhist Sect, without its leader, still appears quiet and peaceful on the surface.

In other words, the status of the sect leader was irrelevant to the lower-level Buddhist monks. What they needed to worry about was why they hadn't memorized today's scriptures.

The matter of this small square inch is the core secret of the Wanshang Buddhist Sect, and only five people of the "Three" generation know the whole story.

Even the Vajra Arhat who was sent to intercept Shen Jin only knew that the Buddhist disciple was seduced by a villain and betrayed the sect, and they were going to capture the Buddhist disciple and bring him back to the sect.

Beside the Golden Lotus Pond, the white egg had regained its vitality. The rhythm of the five-colored avenue swirled above it, so magnificent that it was impossible to look directly at it.

"It's done!"

"Now that the five desires are complete, the Great Dao has been perfected. We only need to integrate this with heaven and earth to attain the Tathagata!"

"Amitabha."

"clang--"

"clang--"

The Buddhist bell rang, the sound was long and melodious, awakening the restless soul.

"Junior brother, please be patient. The closer we get to the end, the calmer we need to be."

"Fang Shi's body has been stripped away, and there are still Golden Lotus seeds parasitic in his sea of consciousness. His soul has been shattered and annihilated between heaven and earth. What are you still worried about?"

"Big Brother too, why hasn't he returned yet? Without him, we can't make up for this great path."

Three monks were talking around Baidan. Only one of them had his eyes tightly closed and said nothing. It was Sanmu.

After being defeated by Shen Jin in Daguan City and questioned by Fang Cun, his wavering heart became more and more confused, and he seemed to be possessed by a demon.

When he heard them talking about Fangcun and the Great Dao, his three eyes opened, and the third eye on his forehead flashed with a black light.

He said, "There is a wandering cultivator with the Buddha disciple, who is very capable. I'm sure my senior brother will be stopped by her."

Sanwen sneered: "You're still calling me a Buddhist disciple? We don't have any Buddhist disciples right now."

"A mere casual cultivator is not worth your being so nervous. Second Brother, I think you have really been confused by love, and you don't look like a Buddhist or Taoist at all."

Sanmu didn't refute him. Instead, he looked at him deeply and closed his eyes again. He twirled the sandalwood beads in his hand and said, "Amitabha."

"I can't compare to my junior brother, whose Buddha's heart is pure."

"you!"

Sanwen practiced the way of the angry-eyed Vajra, and was always straightforward, rarely speaking in roundabout ways.

"What do you mean!"

Sanmu didn't even raise his eyes: "Why don't you find that casual cultivator and have a fight?"

A gentle breeze rippled the water in the Golden Lotus Pond. The lotus swayed, and a petal fell into the water.

This golden lotus is about to wither and die.

A clear voice came on the breeze. Even before seeing the person, I heard the voice: "I didn't know I was so missed by the monks."

Shen Jin's figure appeared out of nowhere, as if tearing through space.

She took a step forward and stood steadily above the four people.

Raise your hands and then put them down.

Sanjue's body fell directly, knocking over the tea table of four people.

"I thought your master and you had such a deep bond that you wanted to take on the position of Sect Master."

"If you drop this old monk to death, you can't blame me."

The third rank raised his head, swung his sleeves and shouted angrily: "Get down!"

"Who gave you the courage to trespass into the Wanshang Buddhist Sect?"

Shen Jin walked down slowly and landed opposite them. She smiled sweetly and said, "Don't be nervous."

"I am just a casual cultivator, I just came to admire the might of the Buddhist sect and send your sect leader back. I have no ill intentions."

She found a clean place to sit down, not feeling awkward at all.

"His three awakenings were counterattacked, and his spiritual energy was greatly lost, destroying his foundation. He can no longer serve as the core of the formation. I was specially asked to take his place."

"Of course, since I'm young, you won't believe me."

"Well, I'll give you one incense stick of time. If you can let me leave this circle, you'll be the winner. You can also test my skills. How do you think?"

The recording stone in Shen Jin's hand played a video clip of Sanjue's negotiation with her. Shen Jin had spent points to copy it from the system.

Of course, she cut out her rejection and the somewhat bloody and unfriendly scenes that followed.

Inside the screen, the voice of Sanjue kept echoing: "Observing the Heavenly Secrets, there is something that the donor and our Buddhist sect have in common."

Sanmu was still sitting there, twirling his Buddhist beads, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Sanwen was the most anxious. He felt that Shen Jin had disgraced the Buddha by coming here so arrogantly, and he wanted to teach this girl a lesson.

He didn't care about his status as a sect elder and punched directly.

Shen Jin, thinking about his own goal, only defended himself. He allowed San Wen to throw punch after punch without the barrier being shaken.

When San Wen finished his set of punches, the barrier was still solid, without any damage.

Sanwen wanted to fight again, but was stopped by Sanpin.

San Jing said: "Being able to block a punch from my Junior Brother San Wen, we no longer doubt his strength."

"But this matter is of great importance. We are strangers to the young lady, and we dare not make a decision lightly based on just what Senior Brother said."

Shen Jin also sat up straight: "If you don't believe me, wait for your senior brother to wake up and take charge of the formation."

She sighed, "I don't know what level the Sect Master will be in when he wakes up. I hope he doesn't suffer from any sequelae."

Sanjing received Sanpin's gaze.

Senior Brother Sanjue's injury has already damaged his very foundation. Even with the most advanced elixir, there's no guarantee his sea of consciousness will recover. Add to that the shattered dantian and tendons...

They can't wait any longer.

However, it is impossible to let a stranger be the center of the formation.

He turned his gaze towards Sanmu. In terms of strength, the next strongest brother was him, Sanmu.

If he could be the center of the formation, I would feel more at ease.

San Jing said, "It's just that the girl is young. Even if she is extremely talented, she lacks experience. The core of the formation is of great importance and the basis of all changes. It is extremely dangerous. Spiritual power alone is not enough."

Shen Jin's expression relaxed, as if he had been persuaded. San Jing felt relieved, feeling that the matter was now a sure thing.

"As we grow older, how about we choose one person to be the center of the formation, and you to support us from the side?"

Shen Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's great!"

After hearing the answer, Sanmu opened his eyes and looked at Shen Jin.

She looked back calmly, her eyes clear and pure, and she even curved her eyes as a greeting.

Sanmu spoke, "I don't know what your purpose is. But when the great formation is in place, connecting heaven and earth, this kind of power is not something you can resist."

"I advise you not to have any other thoughts."

Shen Jin smiled brightly: "Of course I can't compare to Elder Sanmu's calmness and composure."

Sanmu's face darkened. He almost instantly remembered how he was tied up and humiliated by this person. She must be being sarcastic!

"Senior brother."

San Jing had already come up to him and said, "Senior Brother, in terms of both your experience in cultivation techniques and your spiritual power, you are the perfect choice for the center of the formation. I wonder what you think."

Shen Jin also stood up and stood next to San Jing. He crossed his arms, leaning slightly, as if he was watching a show.

"nature."

Sanmu was being stared at by four pairs of eyes, especially Shen Jin's face which was full of mockery and disdain. It was as if he was saying: Is this the level?

He was determined to prove himself: "I will definitely live up to your expectations."

……

On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the moon is full and everything goes well.

Still beside the Golden Lotus Pond, four monks sat opposite each other in pairs, taking the time to check the materials for the formation.

The full moon was reflected on the smooth top of his head, and the glow was extremely dazzling.

Shen Jin sat alone on the west side, facing Baidan's position. He was separated from the four people by an entire Golden Lotus Pond.

Seven days had passed since she and the four men had negotiated. After they had settled down and had their third sleep, they began to work on the materials needed for the formation.

Even with the combined efforts of the Wanshang Buddhist Sect, it still took seven days to prepare.

During these seven days, Sanjue lay in his room, his life or death at the mercy of fate. It was clear that even the leader of a sect would be abandoned after becoming useless.

The full moon in the pond was shattered by the wind, leaving only floating specks of gold. A white egg hovered in the center of the lake, its shell shrouded in a multicolored glow. Moonlight shone down, creating a scene of noble mystery.

Shen Jin sat facing the lotus pond, looking at the colorful lake with a serene expression.

She casually rolled up her sleeves, revealing the mark of a big tree on her wrist.

The treetops were lush green, with golden specks among the leaves. If you looked closely, you could see a young child in white lying on a branch.

It's exactly square inch.

His last mission was in Wanshang Buddhist Sect.

The last corpse that Shen Jin wanted to collect was also in Wanshang Buddhist Sect.

"Friend Daoist Shen."

Sanpin acted as the liaison between the Buddhist sect and Shen Jin. When the formation was about to be activated, he came to inform Shen Jin to return to his position.

Shen Jin smiled and stood up: "Are the elders ready?"

The third rank cultivator twisted the beads in his hand and said, "Of course. Please move aside, fellow Daoist."

Shen Jin followed behind Sanpin and saw his four fellow disciples.

She had originally sat far away and hadn't paid much attention to the four people's appearance. But now that she was closer, she noticed the particular attention they paid to their attire.

Even if he went out directly, he would be more than capable of presiding over the Buddhist sect's millennium ceremony.

A lingering fragrance emanated from their robes, enveloping the entire area.

Shen Jin held her breath: "What is this fragrance?"

"sandalwood."

Sanpin had a calm expression and sat cross-legged in his seat. He only answered when he heard Shen Jin's question.

San Wen sneered: "You don't have to be so careful. We agreed to cooperate and we won't poison you."

Shen Jin smiled and spread his hands: "You think too much, I just think it stinks."

San Wen was so angry that his hair stood on end. Shen Jin clearly saw the halo reflected on his head shaking, which was particularly bright.

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

“It is indeed not as profound and knowledgeable as the Wanshang Buddhist Sect.”

Shen Jin thought about Fang Cun's interactions with the sandalwood spirit. Throughout his Buddhist life, he'd often been surrounded by the scent of sandalwood. However, he hadn't found the same fragrance with the tree spirit, the source of all sandalwood.

I think this is what it tastes like.

It is indeed special, the fragrance actually has a hint of reincarnation.

The fragrance did not have much effect on the five of them, but it was different for Baidan.

The white egg in the middle of the lake smelled the fragrance from afar and suddenly became full of vitality, as if it had come alive, and ran quickly towards the position where the five people formed a formation.

Sanmu sat in the middle, and the other four occupied his four sides, east, west, south, and north. They all sat cross-legged, gathering their energy in their dantian.

Sanmu opened his third eye.

Shen Jin saw his gaze turn into a rope, and with the help of sandalwood, he tied up Baidan directly and pulled him towards himself.

Baidan realized he was bound, and began to emit divine light. The ropes began to break, inch by inch.

"Set up the formation! Capture it!"

Sanmu shouted loudly, rolled up his sleeves, and the eight magical treasures placed on his right hand flew into the sky.

With the white egg as the center, completely block its four sides and eight directions.

Shen Jin didn't cause any trouble here.

Following Sanmu's instructions, he diligently transmitted spiritual power to maintain the existence of the formation.

Sanpin sat opposite Shen Jin, and deliberately kept some of his attention to monitor Shen Jin, only then did he feel at ease.

Shen Jin didn't care. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. She'd been pretending for so many years, and the thing she had most of all was patience.

In mid-air, the confrontation between the rope and the egg continued. Perhaps its desire for the scent was stronger.

It ended with Baidan being tied up.

The light around it was locked, and the previously flowing and entwined light rings turned into flowing patterns, embedded in the eggshell.

The rope moved the colorful egg and it appeared above Sanmu's head.

The formation quickly entered the next stage.

Joy flashed in the three eyes, and the gestures of his hands left afterimages.

"Blockade successful, change formation!"

With another wave of his sleeves, the sixteen spiritual treasures in front of him flew up in an orderly manner and landed again on top of the original spiritual treasures.

The white egg trembled, as if making a buzzing sound.

The colorful patterns that were engraved in the previous stage burned with a scorching light, as if they wanted to tear the eggshell directly off.

Shen Jin sensed a very familiar fluctuation inside the egg.

Just as her wrist was exposed, the treetops shook and a white shadow disappeared silently.

"The corpse is forming, the current progress is 1%."

it has started.

Shen Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sat very straight.

Sanpin took a quick glance and thought that Shen Jin was young after all and that the spiritual energy reserves in his dantian were insufficient, which was why he was struggling and changing his posture.

My guard against her dropped a little.

The formation has entered the second stage, so even if Shen Jin wants to play tricks, it will be useless.

Sanmu thought the same.

His three eyes flashed with a joyful smile. Let's wait and see if he will achieve Tathagata in the future. When he does, he will surely erect a monument for the untimely death of Fang Shi, so that future generations can remember him.

……

Fang Cun's own body had been shattered. His previous appearance as a child was a manifestation of his spirit. To avoid attracting the four's attention, he had returned to spirit form when he entered the Buddhist sect. The tree he inhabited was hidden on Shen Jin's wrist.

It was for this moment that he wanted to use the power of the formation to return to the white egg and sacrifice his soul.

If it were pure energy, then, as the Buddhist sect desired, it could return to the Merciless Heaven, serving as nourishment for the Great Dao. As the pioneers of this process, the Buddhist sect would naturally reap great merit. The four leaders might even seize the opportunity to attain Tathagata status.

But if his spirit is added, the result will be the exact opposite.

He is not the only one in his soul.

The resentment of sentient beings is enough to become the hand that moves the rules. Add cause and effect to merit and virtue.

In short, if you want to gain merit, it’s simple.

One must first overcome these bad debts and settle the karma. Only while one is still alive can merits be distributed.

They thought that the path to Tathagata was set in stone, but it turned out not to be so easy.

The white egg was filled with white mist and light.

Fang Cun was suspended in space, his mind and soul feeling more relaxed than ever before. The emotions that had once weighed on him were now completely stripped away.

"call--"

He let out a long sigh, taking in his current situation.

His memories emerged frame by frame, and were then wiped away with pity, turning into points of light and merging into the light in the space.

Initially, there was only him in the picture, chanting Buddha's name, exorcising demons, repeating one action after another.

But later, more and more people came.