In the silent tomb hall, the standing stone statue of a soldier suddenly moved, and the stiff body made a kaba kaba sound.
As if they were coming to life, they slowly walked towards the middle corridor to block the way.
In the middle corridor, Jijiu releases Buddha's light handprints for illumination. The corridor is very spacious, several times wider than the corridor that used to go to see Chutian Road. It is more than enough for even eight horses to pass by.
"There is something on the wall, come and take a look." Jijiu controlled his handprint and pointed it at the wall.
Upon hearing this, Dolin quickly came over to check.
I saw colorful paintings also appearing on the walls, depicting numerous Buddhas in the sky.
"It seems that this place is related to Buddhism and is destined to you!" Dolin said softly.
Jijiu shook his head at a loss and looked at the second painting.
The second painting depicts a dragon, with Guanyin Bodhisattva in white standing on top of the dragon's head.
"This is the Dragon-riding Guanyin, also known as the Dragon-headed Guanyin. It is one of the thirty-three incarnations of Guanyin Bodhisattva. There is a legend about its origin: Guanyin Bodhisattva once appeared in the clouds riding a dragon to instruct believers, so this inheritance has been left."
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"Which Buddha did the six-character mantra you practiced before come from?" Daolin asked.
"It's Guanshiyin Bodhisattva." Jiji said with his hands clasped together.
"This won't be..." Dolin wanted to say that this won't be the place where the Buddha passed away, but he felt he couldn't say it.
"No! Even if it is related to Buddhism, he is probably just a Buddhist warrior." Jiejiu said with certainty.
Daolin nodded in understanding. This was not his home court. Since everything depicted here was related to Buddhism, then abstaining from drinking would take the lead.
The two continued to walk forward, stopping from time to time to take a look at the murals, but it was impossible to understand what the murals here were about. Unlike the corridor on Chutian Road, it was about the autobiography of Chutian Road and the generals and Jian.
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"I understand. A holy monk who practiced the Dragon Head Guanyin method should be buried here, and this tomb was the place where he practiced retreat. It can be understood that it is both a cemetery and a place of retreat."
"He is trying to break into the Holy Realm here..."
Qingjiu came to a conclusion based on the narratives of several paintings.
"If you can reach the Holy Realm, wouldn't you be a strong Emperor?" Daolin exclaimed.
"No...his cultivation realm should not exceed the realm of creation..." Jiejiu said lightly.
"Creation Realm? Breaking through the Saint Realm? There are Shenhe Realm and Emperor Realm in between, two realms that countless powerful people never dare to think about in their lives. He wants to cross it in one step?" Daolin didn't believe it.
"He wants to be sanctified physically!" said Jiejie.
"Sanctification of the flesh? How is it possible?" Dolin exclaimed.
"How is it impossible? He did do that. Look at this painting." Jijiu pointed at the painting beside him.
Daolin took a closer look and saw in the picture a bald monk wearing cassocks, holding the sky with one hand and the earth with the other. The world seemed to be easily controllable in his hands.
"I can think of a word to describe him." Dorian said in shock.
"What word?" Jie Jingjiu asked curiously.
"Hate the sky for nothing, hate the earth for nothing!" Daolin said word by word.
"Oh my God! What a shocking description!" Jijiu nodded in agreement.
"It seems that this is your good fortune. The Buddha thought that your body was too thin and wanted you to inherit the master's mantle." Daolin said with a smile.
"Stop talking, let's keep moving forward." Jijiu rolled his eyes at Dolin and continued walking forward, but stopped as soon as he took a step.
Only the Buddha's dazzling light in the corridor was not good to see. Jijiu suddenly stopped, leaving Dolin unable to react, and his whole body bumped into Jijiu's body.
"What are you doing?" Dorian asked, rubbing the nose that hit the back of the alcoholic's head.
"Shh! Don't make any sound, there's something going on." Qingjiu said with a silent gesture.
Dorian knew that Qing Ji would not joke with him at this time, so he immediately became serious and his ears stood up like little radars.
"Kada..."
"Kada..."
A slight sound came from behind, like something was making a rhythmic sound.
"I'm just saying this is not normal, prepare to fight!" Qingjiu said, untying his white cassock and holding it in his hands.
His cassock is his combat weapon, capable of fighting, resisting, soft or hard.
Daolin shook his hands, and blood mist and stars appeared in his hands.
With a wave of the arm holding Juxing, a blue blade shot out and slashed towards the corridor ahead.
The azure blade illuminated the corridor they walked through little by little. After walking for about a hundred meters, they suddenly hit something and burst out with a burst of azure energy.
Daolin's pupils shrank. Sure enough, there was something a hundred meters away. It was too careless to not sense it until so close.
At this moment, three Buddha's light handprints shot out, shooting towards the place where the blade exploded just now. A harsh sound broke through the air. The Buddha's light hit something head-on and was shattered in an instant. The bright light disappeared in a flash.
"Did you see clearly?" Jijiu asked in a deep voice.
Daolin sneered, and while throwing out the wind blade, he said, "It seems... it's... it's the stone statue in the hall..."
Jijiu nodded in agreement, it must be that they somehow triggered the mechanism that activated them just now.
"How much force did you use on the blade just now?" Jijiu asked.
"Thirty percent!" Dowling answered directly.
"It was easy to block it with 30% of the strength. It seems that this pile of stone statues is not easy." Jijiu looked ugly.
Suddenly, there was a harsh sound in the distance, and wind blades came towards us with sharp whistling.
Daolin stood directly in front of Jijiu and swung his two swords to fight back. The overwhelming wind blades in the corridor collided with the blades, making the corridor look like a nightclub.
As more stone warriors from the opponent join in, the number of wind blades released by them as they sweep across them with their spears continues to increase. Not only that, their power becomes stronger and stronger, just like a wave of waves.
Daolin was a bit overwhelmed by himself. To destroy a wind blade, he needed to release three blades. What he consumed was internal energy, and the opponent, who was a stone statue, didn't know what he was consuming.
Faced with such a dense wind blade, I stopped drinking and shouted Om!
The Buddha's light palm prints all over the sky struck forward. When they collided with each other, the corridor shook, and a vigorous energy exploded due to the superposition of them.
The shock wave swept towards both sides of the corridor, causing roots to grow at Dolin's feet. Except for his hair flying back, his body did not move at all.
Jijiu, who was standing behind Daolin, did not take a step back because of Daolin's resistance.
"It's very strong! We want to go inside. This is not a suitable place for fighting." Jijiu patted Dolin on the shoulder and said.
Daolin nodded and followed Jijiu quickly towards the depths of the corridor.
The stone statue that had just been knocked down by the shock wave slowly stood up from the ground. They did not stop and continued to chase forward.