Chapter 947

Name:Medicinal Immortal Author:Feng Jiong
Qimufeng followed Tang Ning. He couldn't see the light light of Buddha on Tang Ning, but he felt a very sacred and solemn feeling. He looked at the front, followed step by step, and listened to the ancient bell ringing in his ear. Gradually, everything around him seemed to disappear.

In his eyes, there is only the mountain ladder that stretches upward and there is no end to it. At this time, at the top of the mountain ladder, there seems to be a wave of Buddha light covering him, wrapping his whole person in it, making him feel a wonderful force surrounding him

Walking in front of Downing feel the spiritual power fluctuation between the air, stop and look back, eyebrows slightly raised. Qimufeng stood there with his eyes closed, as if he had entered the stillness. The spirit breath of his whole body was surging. Even the spirit breath from the trees around the mountain ladder also flowed to him at this moment.

However, this spirit breath just wrapped him up and diffused in his body, but he could not be guided to breathe into his body. Seeing this scene, her eyes flashed slightly, but she did not expect that he would have this opportunity at this moment. If she grasped it well, she might be able to further improve the foundation construction.

She looked at the old monk with a slight surprise on her face and said to him, "you go up first! I'll wait for him here and protect the Dharma for him. "

Smell speech, the old monk nodded: "Amitabha, then we go up first." Because they couldn't help him here, and they were afraid to disturb him, the old monk said, and took his disciples to the side and went back to the Buddha's gate.

Watching them leave, Downing sat down on the spot. She watched the praying wind standing there, as if out of the place and into the void. She did not rush to move, but observed quietly.

Until he saw that the aura of spiritual power on his body had almost accumulated, but he still did not find the right way to lead the spiritual power into his body to break his muscles and veins. On the contrary, his forehead exuded sweat as big as bean beads, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and his breath began to be slightly disordered.

At this time, she stretched out her hand to lay the border. Her hands, sitting cross legged, made an ancient mark. The next moment, she separated a wisp of Buddhist light and holy power from her body and fell on the body of praying for the wind.

At that moment, qimufeng saw that he was still at home for one moment, and was taken back and locked up by his family. The next moment, the picture in front of him changed, and he reappeared at the place where there was no one at all. At this time, under the holy light of Buddha, a small figure appeared there.

"Master!"

He ran forward in surprise, with an anxious look on his face: "I don't know what's going on. I seem to have been caught back by my family just now. I can't find you all the time. Besides, this mountain ladder is too long. I haven't reached the top after walking for a long time. Master, what's the matter? Are we trapped? "

"Only when you are calm in front of the Buddha's mind, the place where you can build the foundation of heaven and pray for success is the place where you can pass the ladder of heaven and pray for peace before you enter the mountain."

At this moment, the tender voice comes into our ears with calmness and calmness, which makes qimufeng's heart settle down