Chapter 2492: The Lost Secret Treasure! Listening to the Sutras Before the Buddha
Chen Feng flashed his hand, and light flashed through his palm.
Then, a huge picture scroll appeared in his hand.
After the scroll was unfolded, it turned out to be a picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha.
This is exactly what Chen Feng got at the auction house in the ancient city of Garulan in the Desert of Death, the picture of listening to scriptures in front of the Buddha!
What is depicted on the picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha is a group of little foxes, innocent and cute, full of aura.
Chen Feng felt that there must be an inseparable relationship between the picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha and the country of Qingqiu.
"The picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha once belonged to the country of Qingqiu."
He suddenly remembered the words of Lishan Ancestor and was horrified: "My ancestor said before that the clue to the abandoned tomb of Emperor Wu lies in a certain treasure."
"Is that treasure the picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha?"
"The clue to Emperor Wu's tomb is in the picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha?"
Suddenly a thought arose in his mind: "So, I...do I want to return this picture?"
At this moment, Chen Feng hesitated.
Greed arises instantly.
But then, Chen Feng smiled casually: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, what are you thinking about?"
Therefore, Chen Feng immediately went to find Ancestor Lishan. With his current status in the Kingdom of Qingqiu, as long as he wanted to find anyone, he would be able to meet him, and Ancestor Lishan was no exception.
Soon, Chen Feng met the Lishan Ancestor and expressed the questions in his heart.
"What? You actually have a picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha?" After hearing Chen Feng's question, Lishan Patriarch suddenly showed a look of indescribable shock on his face.
The intensity of the shock was even greater than when she first saw Chen Feng.
Even her hands were trembling.
Chen Feng smiled and nodded: "Yes, I have such a picture of listening to scriptures in front of the Buddha."
"That's what I got by chance. Can I have a look at it?"
"Of course." Chen Feng said and handed over the picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha.
When Patriarch Lishan took it, her hands were trembling. Then, with an almost impatient but yet extremely pious attitude, she suddenly unfolded the picture of listening to the sutras in front of the Buddha.
And when that picture came into her eyes, and when she felt a faint and obscure aura coming from the scroll, she suddenly felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
She said in a trembling voice: "Really, is it really a picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha?"
That vague and vague aura could not be felt by others, but when it fell into her perception, it was as obvious as a bolt from the blue or the waves of an angry sea!
"Because, that is the secret technique that their Qingqiu country has always inherited!"
She trembled: "This, this is one of the three secret treasures enshrined by our clan in the Qingqiu Kingdom!"
"Later, 600,000 years ago, it disappeared mysteriously, but I didn't expect that after being rolled over, it would end up in your hands."
She looked at Chen Feng, with flames igniting in her eyes: "Chen Feng, you are indeed destined to my country of Qingqiu, and it is indeed right to choose you!"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and was unconvinced, but it was indeed a coincidence.
He smiled and said: "This picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha is of no use to me here, so I might as well give it back to you!"
"No, no!" Patriarch Lishan immediately shook his head and said with a very firm attitude: "This picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha is destined to you. It must be yours. No one can give it to you. Do you hear me?"
"and,"
She looked at Chen Feng and said softly: "Believe me, this picture of listening to sutras in front of the Buddha will definitely bring you a big surprise."
Chen Feng was a little confused when he heard this, but he did not refute. He just nodded and put away the picture of listening to the sutra in front of the Buddha.
After Chen Feng said goodbye, looking at his back, Lishan Ancestor showed a look of excitement on his face.
She said in a trembling voice: "He can be saved. Our country of Qingqiu can be saved. He will definitely be able to do it."
"Otherwise, why would the Buddha-listening map choose him as its master!"
She seemed to have great faith in this kind of fate, and at this moment, she felt that Chen Feng was the one destined to save Qingqiu Country, so she immediately felt as if she saw hope.
Because, she originally felt something vaguely, it was an extremely ominous premonition.
It was a scene like a burning hell with blood and fire. Originally, he seemed to think that the country of Qingqiu had fallen into a fate of inevitable destruction and could not escape!
In the main hall of Bahuang Tianmen, the great elder is practicing.
At this time, half a month had passed since he learned the news about the Kingdom of Qingqiu, but he was still very calm and had no intention of being anxious.
He is still here every day, practicing cross-legged, because he is waiting for someone to come back!
"Father, I'm back!" An excited voice sounded outside the hall.
The old man in the main hall suddenly opened his eyes and broke away from his cultivation state. A kind look appeared on his usually gloomy face.
No matter how cruel he is or how cold he is, when he hears his son's voice, he smiles from the bottom of his heart.
He stood up slowly, and at this moment, the door of the hall opened, and a tall figure pushed the door open and entered.
This is a tall and heroic young man, who looks to be in his thirties.
He was wearing a red armor. This red armor was already very mottled and old, and it looked like it was dyed with countless blood.
It seems that there is a fierce aura coming towards you!
"Oh, Yun'er is back?" the old man said with a smile.
"Yes, father!" The young man cupped his hands and walked to sit in front of him.
The old man also sat down slowly, looked at the heroic young man with a smile, and said softly: "How was your trip?"
"Not bad." The heroic young man known as Yun'er took out a white jade wine jar from his arms, raised his neck, drank a few sips, and let the wine flow down his chin into his neck.
No wiping either.
A very heroic look.
It's just that his heroic appearance seems to be deliberately pretending!
He breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly: "So that my father will know that this time our young disciples from the three major branches of the Bahuang Tianmen will hunt together."
"I hunted down a five-star demon king, seven four-star demon kings, and a six-star demon king. I fought with them for three hours, but in the end I failed to check and he ran away."
As he spoke, he slapped his thigh heavily, with a look of regret on his face.
The great elder listened with a smile, he only believed half of what his son said.
Because he knew very well that his son had always had an exaggerated temperament, liked to exaggerate when speaking, and liked to show off himself, so his words were actually not trustworthy.
