Ye Qiu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw an ancient tree on the ninth floor of the pagoda.
The trunk is thick, at least two meters in diameter and about three meters high. The green leaves are like emeralds and full of life.
Just taking a look at it makes people feel as calm as water.
"This is... a thousand-year-old Bodhi tree!"
Ye Qiu was shocked.
Bodhi tree, also known as enlightenment tree.
Legend has it that Sakyamuni meditated under the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days, enlightened the supreme dharma of Buddhism, and finally attained enlightenment and became the Buddha.
Since then, the Bodhi tree has been regarded as a sacred tree by Buddhism.
Ye Qiu didn't expect that there was a thousand-year-old Bodhi tree here.
"What a wonderful treasure."
Ye Qiu's eyes were bright. Suddenly, he saw a three-foot-high stone tablet standing on the back of the Bodhi tree.
Ye Qiu came to the stone tablet.
I saw that the stone tablet was mottled, and it looked like it was old. There was a big "swastika" engraved on it.
Ye Qiu stared at the words on the stone tablet for a while.
"Huh?"
Ye Qiu was surprised to find that the swastika was carved with fingers. Each stroke was filled with a unique charm. There was only one word, but it could make people feel a grand and profound feeling.
"The person who carved this character is not simple. He is probably a Buddhist monk."
"But why did the eminent Buddhist monk erect a stone tablet here?"
"What's the purpose?"
Ye Qiu continued to stare at the stone tablet.
About ten seconds passed.
Ye Qiu discovered that the strokes of the "Swastika" were flowing in his sight like a stream.
what happened?
Ye Qiu rubbed his eyes and took another look.
This time, the word "卍" is ordinary and has no changes at all.
"strangeness!"
Ye Qiu continued to stare at the stone tablet without blinking.
Thirty seconds passed.
Ye Qiu noticed that each stroke of the swastika seemed to be flowing like water.
Moreover, the flow becomes faster and faster.
At this moment, Ye Qiu discovered that the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, mirroring the speed of the strokes on the stone tablet.
Less than a minute.
Ye Qiu felt that the blood in his body was boiling like boiling water, as if it would rush out of his body at any time, making him dizzy and his eyesight turned black.
Ye Qiu quickly averted his eyes.
In an instant, the blood in the body returned to calm.
Only then did Ye Qiu realize that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
"There is something strange about this stone tablet."
Ye Qiu simply sat down in front of the stone tablet and opened his eyes. Suddenly, the word "卍" on the stone tablet emitted a burst of golden light.
The golden light is brighter than the sun.
Although Ye Qiu's eyes were stung and painful, he did not look away and continued to stare at the stone tablet.
After a while.
The strokes of the "Swastika" are like water, flowing slowly and shining with golden light.
Soon, the blood in Ye Qiu's body also accelerated.
The speed gradually increases.
Gradually, the previous feeling appeared again.
Ye Qiu felt dizzy and his eyesight went dark. However, this time Ye Qiu did not look away and continued to stare at the stone tablet.
Three minutes later.
Ye Qiu's face was pale, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and his body was shaky, as if he would collapse at any time.
crucial moment.
"Buzz!"
The eight strands of Xiantian Qi in the body rushed out from the Baihui Point and hung above Ye Qiu's head, emitting bursts of dragon roars.
"boom!"
At this moment, the stone tablet also changed. The word "卍" shone brightly, supporting a golden light curtain and bursts of Sanskrit sounds.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qiu saw the shadow of an old monk appearing in the light curtain.
The old monk sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, holding a string of rosary beads in both hands, and silently recited scriptures.
"Why did an old monk suddenly appear?"
When Ye Qiu was surprised, a loud chanting sound came to his ears.
In an instant, the boiling blood in his body suddenly calmed down, and his heart was filled with a sense of tranquility.
At this moment, he felt as if he was in a thousand-year-old temple, listening to the chanting of Buddhist scriptures by eminent monks, forgetting the worldly affairs, and feeling no disturbance in his heart.
This feeling is very amazing.
Time passes minute by minute.
I don't know how long it took, but the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ye Qiu.
Those eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, as if they had experienced thousands of years and had boundless wisdom.
Ye Qiu felt that in front of these eyes, he seemed to be seen through, and there was no secret left.
After a while.
The old monk smiled slightly at Ye Qiu, and then spread his right palm.
The next second, a fist-sized "卍" character appeared in the old monk's palm, shining with golden light and exuding a sacred aura.
The old monk pointed with his left hand, signaling Ye Qiu to extend his palm.
Although Ye Qiu didn't know why, he still stretched out his right palm.
The old monk gently raised his right hand, and suddenly, like a stream of light, the word "卍" quickly penetrated into Ye Qiu's right palm.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk clasped his hands together, moved his lips slightly, and a clear Buddhist chant sounded in Ye Qiu's ears.
Then, the old monk's shadow disappeared, and the light curtain also disappeared.
The innate Qi returned to Ye Qiu's body.
Everything returned to calm.
Everything that happened just now was like a dream journey.
Ye Qiu lowered his head and looked at his right hand, but there was nothing there.
Then, he looked again with his heavenly eye, and immediately saw a fist-sized swastika in the palm of his right hand, connected to his flesh and blood, emitting a bright golden light.
Ye Qiu was stunned.
"Could it be that everything I experienced just now is true?"
"Who is that old monk?"
"Why do you leave this swastika in my palm?"
Click——
There was a soft sound in my ear.
Ye Qiu raised his eyes and saw that the stone tablet suddenly shattered into powder. A breeze blew by, and the powder scattered with the wind.
"This swastika won't have any impact on my body, right?"
Ye Qiu was a little worried. He closed his eyes and felt it. He was shocked to find that he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. Not only that, his cultivation level had also improved a lot.
Now, he only has one opportunity left to break through the ninth path of innate true energy.
"Amazing."
Ye Qiu felt incredible, then stood up, opened the Qiankun bag, and shouted at the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree: "Take it!"
Whoosh——
The thousand-year-old Bodhi tree was put into the Qiankun bag.
Then, Ye Qiu came to the tenth floor of the pagoda.
This is also the top floor of the pagoda.
Upon entering, Ye Qiu saw one hundred and eight scrolls hanging on the surrounding walls.
On each scroll, there is a picture of a monk and a woman, both naked and doing indescribable things.
Moreover, the postures on each scroll are different and the movements are extremely bold.
There are even some Ye Qiujian that he has never seen before.
Ye Qiu also noticed that some acupuncture points on the bodies of the two people in the scroll were specially marked.
Every picture is like this.
Ye Qiu looked at it for a while and finally understood.
