Hearing this familiar voice, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel slightly absent-minded.
There was obviously no wind at this time, but it was like a howling mountain wind, blowing out from the depths of the cave, bringing a whistling sound.
The sounds have different rhythms and frequencies, as if countless people are roaring crazily and shouting hard.
Unwillingness, pain, madness, even hoarseness will not stop.
Even Lin Mo couldn't help but feel shaken at this moment, as if someone was beating a drum or a bell next to his ears.
But the reason why he lost his mind was not because of this, but...
"Everlasting Buddha, Everlasting Buddha..." Lin Mo felt the slight movement in his body, Yuan Li seemed to be cheering for joy, and seemed to understand something.
"This place is the Hengfo Grotto, the place where we placed the things we obtained from the Hengfo. Ever since the soul boy became a Taoist in the snow mountain and almost caused a catastrophe, no one has come here except for the mountain masters of every generation.
And if you want to enter it, you have to go to the middle of every month. Only on that day, the stone tide will weaken.
At other times, even if the great sage is among them, his body will be turned to stone and his mind will be covered in dust..." Monk Ban Ming explained solemnly.
But before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Mo nodding and walking past him.
"It's still time for tea before the tide goes out this month!" Ban Ming said in a deep voice subconsciously.
But the former didn't stop, just nodded again.
The next moment, the chaotic wind roared, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
Ban Ming subconsciously rubbed the Dzi beads in his hand. Then he took half a step back.
The wind stopped.
He touched the back of his hand. In just ten breaths, the wrinkled skin there had hardened and turned a dead gray color.
Like a mountain rock.
This is not simply petrification limited to the skin, but goes deeper, including the petrification of muscles and blood vessels under the epidermis.
For a longer period of time, this 'petrified poison' will even spread to divine will and dharma...
only……
Ban Ming looked at the figure that was almost disappearing without any lag.
Going forward against the tide of stone, against the tide of stone that he can't even hold on to for the time of burning incense...
"No wonder Lian'er can be suppressed casually. No wonder even Zhenshi is willing to surrender and give up his title as the number one martial artist in Yizhou..."
Ban Ming sighed softly, he was the master of the Snow Mountain who fought with the truth from Grand Master to Great Sage.
In fact, he has already accepted the existence of genius.
Yes, normally speaking, anyone who can break through to the True King is considered a genius, let alone become a great saint.
But among geniuses, there are naturally high and low levels.
The true meaning of that year made him feel the futility of hard work and the futility of hard training. If he hadn't finally asked his heart in the Snow Sky Pond and condensed the Buddha's heart, he might not even be able to break through the Great Sage.
However, after so many years, he unexpectedly met a young man again who was the same as before.
No, it’s even scarier than the truth back then...
But this is fine.
"At least in this world, only with such truly powerful and terrifying geniuses can we have hope..."
For a moment, Zhenyi thought a lot, his slightly cloudy eyes brightened a little, and he whispered to himself softly.
He sat cross-legged on the ground, picked up the sutra notes in his hand, began to practice, and waited.
Lin Mo walked into the cave.
The deeper the cave goes down, the wider it becomes, and its shape is like a gourd.
At the same time, the chaotic noises and roars, that is, the tide of rocks in Ban Ming's mouth, became more and more violent.
But he didn't care, and even found it pleasant.
When I left Huaizhou, I couldn't take Baiyuan Valley and Shifoye with me.
So he hadn't heard this beautiful music for a long time.
Lin Mo moved forward very fast.
One hundred meters, two hundred meters, one thousand meters.
This is the distance he measures by feeling.
But it may not make sense.
Because after one thousand meters, the stone path that could only accommodate one person has expanded to accommodate four carriages.
There was no way he wouldn't have noticed such a huge space before.
On both sides of the road, stone statues began to appear one after another.
Among them were old men with expressions of relief, young monks with ferocious expressions full of reluctance, and even more fearful ones.
The look and feel is the same as those strange-looking stones in front of the White Ape Valley.
Judging from the appearance of the stone sculpture, it should be that of a Daxueshan disciple who died during a forced exploration.
Lin Mo memorized two more thousand meters in his heart.
Finally, after taking a step, it suddenly dawned on me.
What came into view was a pale sky.
At the same time, the noisy chanting and roaring reached a new level.
Lin Mo automatically ignored it and raised his eyes to look forward.
Under the pale sky, there are huge rocks.
No, not a boulder.
Any one of those huge rocks is in the shape of an animal or something alien.
Among them were birds with nine heads, snakes with two heads, elephants with one leg,
There are also people who are half man and half horse, with dense eyes and tentacles all over their bodies.
The shape is extremely exaggerated and the body shapes vary in size.
The largest nine-headed bird is over a thousand meters long.
However, although these alien beasts and aliens had ferocious expressions, they all faced the center area and bowed down.
It seems to be worshiping and surrendering.
And the most central place is a thing that Lin Mo is very familiar with.
A huge sitting Buddha with a height of more than ten meters.
Its whole body is made of gray stone. The Buddha's head has big ears, his eyes are downcast, and half of his face shows compassion.
The other half of the face is extremely blurry, like a mosaic that cannot be observed by the world.
The sitting Buddha points one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, sitting quietly under the pale sky.
It is obviously not huge in size, but among all the strange rocks, it is extremely eye-catching.
"Eternal Buddha...Stone Buddha...the two are indeed connected..."
Lin Mo was silent.
So it’s no wonder that the Stone Buddha Tathagata Solitary Sutra is so profound and unique, even better than many major sutras of major sects. It stands to reason that there must have been many masters, and the boss is the right one.
And he searched for a long time, but couldn't find any trace.
Now that I think about it, it should be one of the Ten Immortals, the Chinese version of Chixian inherited from Hengfo.
This can also explain why his anger is so deep that the state of all dharma corresponds to the martial arts of Chixian.
I just don’t know why, but I live in Dayan Mountain in Huaizhou.
"So these huge rocks are also from the Thousand Feather Realm. No wonder I haven't seen them before."
Lin Mo shook his head and walked forward.
The target is very clear, it is the giant sitting Buddha in the center.
At that time, he was limited by his strength and the limitations of the Buddha statue in the White Ape Valley. His Stone Buddha Tathagata Sutra only stopped at the level of seeing all dharma.
Let him regret it later.
Now, his strength has greatly increased, and he has met his true master, just to see if he can make up for it.
With thoughts floating in his mind, Lin Mo began to let go of his resistance, quietly listening to the noise around him, and at the same time staring at the huge sitting Buddha.
Just like it was back then.
The only difference is that there is no giant white ape sitting next to the Buddha.
He walked closer and watched all the way.
In a daze, it felt like it was coming slowly.
I saw the blurry half of the stone Buddha's face, and his facial features began to slowly emerge.
If you look carefully, you can see that he looks somewhat similar to Lin Mo.
Rumble.
The surrounding boulders were also trembling, vibrating with a specific rhythm.
The rhythm is very similar to the Stone Buddha Tathagata Sutra Sutra, but it is different in subtle ways.
As Lin Mo got closer and time passed, there were more and more differences.
And the stone statue was shaking more and more.
In the end, it was like spring thunder exploding.
The complex and strange breathing method was quickly compiled and summarized by Lin Mo, and he came up with a inheritance.
Indeed, as he thought, it was the inheritance of Qianyu Realm.
Starting from building the foundation, slowly progressing to the true life, then to the Netherworld, the Underworld, and then...
Then... it stopped suddenly...
It only reaches the level of Dongming, and it ends directly before the second step of Dongming is completed.
The rest is noise!
Lin Mo opened his eyes and looked forward.
Unknowingly, he had reached the center of the stone forest and was only three meters away from the huge sitting Buddha.
The latter's blurred half of his face was already 60-70% similar to his.
Looking from a distance, half of his face showed compassion, and half of his face looked blank, which looked very strange.
In Lin Mo's eyes, a touch of gray quietly infected the overlapping pupils of one large and one small one.
The pale sky outside became darker.
In the dark double pupils, the swirling magatama patterns slowly disappeared.
As the grayness infects, strange lines slowly emerge. Those lines are superimposed on each other, like complicated windmills that fit into each other!
For a moment, Lin Mo's eyes looked at the sitting Buddha in front of him.
The color of the latter stone disappeared, and the overlapping stone body became transparent, and soon turned into countless gray lines intertwined with each other.
And this group of gray lines supports a strange human figure, wearing a simple monk's robe, surrounded by a hazy color.
However, at the very center, there is a missing piece, a swastika-shaped hollow.
At this time, there is still an invisible and strong Taoist charm and magic power on it, exaggerating and influencing it outwards.
But the purity is very low, even only about the same as the inner demon prince...
"So, the person who came to Chi County with the Heng Buddha inheritance has already left, and this place is just his remnant?
And the subsequent new version of the Stone Buddha Tathagata Sutra was also written by him?"
Lin Mo's thoughts were floating in his heart.
Thinking about it like this, it's no wonder that the inheritance he received from Eternal Buddha, which he devoted wholeheartedly, could only be limited to Dongming...'
He sighed softly, his eyes full of complex colors.
Then he stretched out his hand, and with a flash of black in his hand, countless jet-black tree roots sprouted out, quickly wrapping around the giant sitting Buddha in front of him.
The latter begins to shrink.
It quickly retracted like a tree root, and finally he threw it into his mouth and ate it in one bite.
In any case, he finally found the source of his family's inheritance. Although he failed to get what he wanted, it was still a memorial.
It's normal for him to take it away.
After swallowing it, Lin Mo clearly felt that his power had become more refined.
This is a chain reaction caused by the strengthening of the part of the source of force that is part of the will.
After all, he is equivalent to a demon prince, and his size is not small. Even he cannot ignore it now.
And Lin Mo finally understood why Zhenyi asked him to come here.
The Stone Buddha Tathagata Solitary Sutra, which is a weakened version of the Hengfo lineage, has the secret method of divine will that is very similar to the purity of evil and selflessness.
The former, as the complete version, is naturally more effective.
Naturally, the method of binding the precept-abiding heavenly beings obtained from Landa Temple is of great benefit.
It's a pity... things in this world are not perfect after all.
Lin Mo felt a sense of sadness in his heart, but he did not remain immersed in it. He quickly cheered up and turned around to leave.
I just turned around and saw the largest stone statue of a nine-headed giant bird, which was over a thousand meters long. At some point, the stone skin fell off.
Its nine black bird heads were as black as crows, and its scarlet blood eyes stared at him.
And not just it...
The disappearance of the giant seated Buddha statue seems to have caused some unknown changes.
Under the pale sky, the strange stone statues began to fall off and slowly became active.
At this time, he no longer bowed down and prostrated, but slowly straightened up.
But those twisted, painful, crazy and ferocious faces were still staring at the center of the stone plain, staring at Lin Mo.
"You're afraid of him, aren't you afraid of me?" Standing in the center, Lin Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he suddenly opened his mouth and asked.
The stone statues that had just woken up, with crazy, ferocious, and longing faces, seemed to have seen something.
Qi Qi trembled, with a look of fear on his face, and then hurriedly fled out of the cave.
Want to escape.
The ground rumbled. Looking at this scene, Lin Mo's eyes were heavy and dark.
The pupils returned to magatama-like patterns and slowly rotated.
Countless black mist surged out from his figure, like a stormy sea, sweeping across the entire cave, and soon submerged the former.
After another breath, the black fog dissipated and everything became quiet.
"It's time to go back."
Lin Mo walked out of the cave with no expression on his face.
The original goal was not achieved this time, but it was not without gain.
It would be good if he obtained the secret method of 'Three Worlds' from the Black Lotus Monk. It gave him a lot of inspiration. If there are no accidents, it can help him to keep the precepts and practice.
After a while, I walked out of the cave.
"Buddha head, how's the harvest?"
At the cave, Monk Ban Ming was sitting at the entrance and had been waiting. When he saw him coming out, he stood up slowly and asked him.
"We have gained a little bit, thank you Master Ban Ming, but after today, this strange place will disappear."
Lin Mo pondered for a while, without hiding anything, and chose to simply explain what happened just now.
"I really didn't expect the outcome of this matter..."
He looked at Ban Ming, who was as thin as a bamboo pole in front of him and his strength was only as strong as Jue'an's real person, and said slowly:
"So before I leave, I will plant a tree here, Master. As long as it is fed with flesh and blood every day, it will survive forever.
It has the power of my blow, which can be used as compensation."
"This is actually a good thing. Why should the Buddha head blame himself? Although this Everlasting Buddha Stone Land may have some benefits on weekdays, it is like a volcano. You don't know when it will erupt. If you can solve it, it is naturally very good.
What's more, the Buddha's head has shown kindness to our sect by saving it." Ban Ming grinned, with wrinkles on his face like a chrysanthemum.
"Things in the future are variables before they happen. I can't ask for the present based on the assumption of the future." Lin Mo replied.
It is not difficult for him to plant a tree casually. After all, after breaking through the gods and condensing the destiny star, his divine will has transformed.
Planted here, if there is a problem in the snow ridge in the boundary, he can be informed in time.
It can also be regarded as an intelligence collector.
"It seems that the reputation is really formidable..." Ban Ming paused, sighed softly, and continued, "The world's misunderstanding of the Buddha's head is a bit deep..."
"Maybe, but it's more likely that... I've been changing." Lin Mo replied.
"Buddha head, if it is convenient, can you allow me to approve your destiny once?" Ban Ming said suddenly, "Everything in the world is changing, and it is difficult to determine your destiny, but in the end I can give you guidance."