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Chapter 1483

Thousands of miles of yellow sand.

The wind howled incessantly.

The dust that was thrown up was a hundred feet high.

When mortals come here, their bones are gone.

Only cultivators can cross this desert of thousands of miles.

Under the dry desert, there is still a strong surge of demonic power.

It is a unique monster hidden under the yellow sand in the Western Region, called the Red Sand Scorpion.

Red sand scorpions are the only monsters that exist in the Western Region. They are numerous and usually hide under the yellow sand.

Barely visible.

The strength of this kind of monster is not very strong, and most of them have been tamed by Buddhist monks.

It will not harm the monks and believers in the Western Region.

Instead, he often provides help to the monks in the Western Region.

In the past, Buddhist believers lost their way in the yellow sand and when they could not get out, the Red Sand Scorpion would carry the lost believers out of the yellow sand.

at this time.

A huge red sand scorpion was scurrying across the yellow sand.

The speed is so fast that it is faster than ordinary cultivators flying in the air.

It can't be seen clearly with the naked eye.

Just swipe through the desert.

Yellow sand splashed all over the sky.

On the broad back of this red sand scorpion, two figures stood.

Two bald heads!

An old bald man.

There is also a young bald man.

It was Monk Daoji and Huikong.

The two of them stood on the back of Red Sand Scorpion and rushed to a hidden holy place in Buddhism.

"Senior, why do you need to use the Red Sand Scorpion to go there? Can't you just go directly in the air?"

Huikong asked with some confusion.

Monk Daoji shook his head.

"That place was set up by eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist world to have unique Buddhist restrictions."

"If we fly directly, we won't be able to enter, and we will get lost."

"Only the Red Sand Scorpion can pass through the Buddha Gate restrictions and directly reach the Holy Land."

Upon hearing this, Huikong understood what was going on.

Looking at the red sand scorpion running quickly under his feet, Huikong also felt a sense of novelty.

He grew up in Buddhism, but this was the first time he saw the red sand scorpion. He had never seen it before.

Half an hour later.

The surrounding sand and dust became more and more violent.

It turned out to be like a tornado, sweeping across the world.

If a mortal were here to see such a situation, they would definitely be shocked and pale, and would only feel that death was imminent.

However, the Red Sand Scorpion is not affected and can move freely between the sand and dust tornadoes.

But a terrifying giant wave of yellow sand appeared ahead.

Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Coming roaring.

Huikong saw the change of color and was about to take action to defeat this huge wave of yellow sand.

"Don't take action, this is the forbidden power of Buddhism!"

Monk Daoji quickly stopped him.

"Once you take action, the power of the restriction will change instantly, and that will be the real trouble."

"Believe in the red sand scorpion, it can pass through."

After hearing what Monk Daoji said, Huikong had no choice but to calm down.

really.

The red sand scorpion suddenly accelerated its speed, and two large brown pincers blocked the front, and started to stir up quickly.

Huhhhhhhhhh!!!!

boom!!!

With a loud noise, the red sand scorpion easily passed through the huge wave of yellow sand.

Huikong and Monk Daoji both saw darkness in front of their eyes for a moment.

Until I passed through the huge waves of yellow sand, bursts of golden light appeared in front of my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was a place completely different from the Buddhist land in the West.

Buddha's light overflows!

Surrounded by Buddha energy!

There are huge Buddha statues and golden bodies of Bodhisattvas!

What rang in my ears was the vast Sanskrit sound.

The fragrance of lotus flowers filled the air all around.

Huikong looked at all this in shock and couldn't believe his eyes.

This is almost as good as the Western Paradise described in Buddhist scriptures.

"I didn't expect that there is such a place hidden in the Buddhist Land of the Western Region!"

Huikong murmured.

Monk Daoji clasped his hands together with a rather complicated expression.

"This is the world that the eminent monks from the ancient Buddhist world jointly created, and it's called Yijiyunchuan!"

A glimpse of clouds and rivers!

The remaining Buddhist masters from the ancient Buddhist world joined forces to create a world.

Just like the holy realm opened up by the saints of hundreds of schools in ancient times, and the heavenly land created by the ancient monster clan.

They are all similar existences.

Although it is separated from the Central Plains and the four realms, it is not completely independent or transcendent from this world.

But today's Western Buddhism has almost no records of Yijiyunchuan, and no monks know about it.

Only the extinct Buddhist kingdom had a few words about Yiyunchuan. It was the senior monk Xuanzang, the master of the Buddhist country, who accidentally discovered Yiyunchuan and recorded it.

Apart from this, only Daoji, a former monk from the ancient Buddhist world, truly knows about the existence of Yiyunchuan.

But even Monk Daoji has never really been to Yinchuan since he left the ancient Buddhist world and wandered around the Buddhist land of the West.

Just knowing the existence of this place and knowing the way to get to Ichiyunchuan.

"Let's go and find the ancient monks here."

Monk Daoji said.

The two were about to move forward.

suddenly.

"Amitabha!"

A gentle sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounded.

"I never thought that after so many years, a foreign monk would step into Yiyunchuan."

The sky was filled with rays of light, and a young monk with long hair and purple clothes slowly flew in from a distance.

At its feet, there is a golden lotus in full bloom.

This young monk with long hair and purple clothes stood on the lotus platform, holding his Xuanzhi in his hand, with a gentle face.

Behind his head, there are three golden Buddha lights hovering.

With such a posture, he is undoubtedly an eminent monk from the ancient Buddhist world!

Monk Daoji and Huikong did not dare to neglect and quickly bowed to salute.

“I’ve met Buddhist friends!”

The long-haired monk in purple clothes smiled slightly: "Two Buddhist friends, but I don't know where they came from? How did they enter Yiyunchuan?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk Daoji, is a wandering monk of the Lingyin lineage in the ancient Buddhist world."

Monk Daoji put his hands together and said.

The long-haired monk in purple clothes nodded and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is a Buddhist friend of the Lingyin lineage. No wonder he knows how to enter Yijiyunchuan."

"That's very good. The Buddhist friends of the Lingyin lineage are all in Yiyunchuan. You can go find them and return to the Lingyin lineage."

After saying that, the purple-robed long-haired monk looked at Huikong again.

"Then where is this Buddhist friend from?"

Just as Huikong was about to speak, Monk Daoji stepped in first: "He, like me, is of the Lingyin lineage."

Huikong was startled and looked at Monk Daoji with some confusion, not quite understanding why Daoji would lie.

"Is he also of the Lingyin lineage?"

The long-haired monk in purple clothes suppressed the gentle smile on his face when he heard this.

Instead, he looked at Huikong with a strange look.

"If the poor monk is not mistaken, this Buddhist friend should not be of the Lingyin lineage, or even a monk from the ancient Buddhist world."

Monk Daoji's face changed: "Friend Buddha, although he is not a monk in the ancient Buddhist world, he belongs to the same lineage of Buddhism."

"I am here because I have something very important to discuss with the eminent monks from Yiyunchuan."

"Please make it easier!"

After hearing this, the expression of the purple-robed long-haired monk became even colder.

There was even a hint of contempt for Huikong in his eyes.

It's completely different from the gentle look before.

"Amitabha!"

Even the sound of the Buddha's trumpet sounds strange and cold.

"If you are not a monk in the ancient Buddhist world, you are not qualified to enter Yijiyunchuan."

"Leave now and don't care about it."

"If you persist in your stubbornness, don't blame the poor monk."


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