The surface of the moon is filled with craters one after another. The temperature here is extremely cold. When there is no sunlight, it seems to freeze the human soul to pieces.
Zhang Wenchang carefully explored and found a trace of the lunar holy power in the rocks of the moon
The moon is the essence of Taiyin. Although it only has traces of the Holy Power of Taiyin, it is extremely pure.
Zhang Wenchang refined the Taiyin Holy Power in the black hole, thinking that it was the most original Taiyin Holy Power, but the residual Taiyin Holy Power here was at least an order of magnitude higher than the Taiyin Holy Power in the black hole, which was a bit scary. In ancient legends, the moon is the source of the lunar moon. It is unknown why it became what it is today before endless years.
Zhang Wenchang entered the interior of the moon and sat in the center of the moon, absorbing and refining the pure lunar essence here.
Cultivation has no time, a year flies by.
Zhang Wenchang's cultivation improved rapidly, and after surviving a catastrophe, he entered the second level of the Great Sage.
Then Zhang Wenchang returned to Earth.
He wants to walk around, take a look, and look for some relics.
He first came to India to look for the legendary Lingshan Mountain.
Soon, under the leadership of several Indian listed companies, Zhang Wenchang found the place.
A towering mountain appeared there. It was a very primitive environment with countless powerful birds and beasts.
With Zhang Wenchang's cultivation, he originally planned to break in by force, but every time Zhang Wenchang tried to do this, the mysterious ancient road leading to Lingshan would become blurry, as if it was about to disappear, and it would never be able to escape.
Close.
Zhang Wenchang had no choice but to take several masters with him and move forward according to the rules they told.
Along the way, Zhang Wenchang saw the sound of ghosts crying and howling, and ghost figures appearing one after another. They all looked like old monks, but they had all turned into ghosts.
The Buddha-nature in them has disappeared, exuding an astonishing yin energy, their faces are ferocious and emit black light, and the evil in their eyes is too ferocious.
Obviously, they were all once eminent monks, but after the demons appeared in their hearts, they failed to kill them.
After the physical body dies, only one evil thought remains.
"Buddha is dead, and all pursuits are meaningless!"
"I have worshiped Buddha and searched for Lingshan all my life, but Lingshan has dried up!"
Zhang Wenchang listened to their evil thoughts and recited the method of converting the thoughts of gods that he had learned in Beidou.
Out of respect, he did not use Taoist methods, but the authentic Buddhist methods of the Western Desert.
One after another, the evil spirits melted like ice and snow, their bodies burned and turned into nothingness amidst the screams.
Finally, Zhang Wenchang and several masters recited the Samsara Sutra together and sent them to the afterlife.
Pieces of light rain appear one after another, and then disappear into the void.
After Zhang Wenchang walked around here, he gained the Vedas and some of the Buddha's insights on the great path.
After leaving here, Zhang Wenchang continued to travel westward, using the Divine Transformation Technique along the way to continuously transform.
He came to the Middle East and Europe.
He was alone when he came, but when he left, almost everyone had become his believers.
The power of faith that was born in the past is almost endless.
Zhang Wenchang didn't want to waste them, so he used them to temper himself and refine himself with the fire of faith.
He ordered the divine knights here to mobilize the power of faith from several major religions to help Zhang Wenchang become immortal.
The power of extremely pious faith is as vast as the ocean.
They exude divine light, sacred and vast, white, silver, golden, black, so many different powers of faith gather here.
They were entangled together and turned into an ocean of thought power. The whole sky was filled with the power of faith.
For devout believers, these are naturally the best nourishment, but for Zhang Wenchang, they are the most terrifying poison and the most terrifying fire of karma.
The most terrifying flames burned here, and the incomparable sacred brilliance turned into the most terrifying flames, burning blazingly on Zhang Wenchang's body.
Zhang Wenchang has entered the second level of the Great Sage, but this terrible fire of faith is still burning, and his flesh and blood are crackling.
This is the power of faith accumulated over many years, which is beyond imagination. Zhang Wenchang is equivalent to fighting with religions all over the world.
Even if mortals are as weak as ants, when their endless spiritual thoughts are blessed together, they can turn into the most terrifying killing disaster.
Zhang Wenchang did not escape. He allowed the terrifying power of faith to baptize his body and soul.
The blood in his body was boiling, the purple thunder light was flashing, and his heart was empty. He realized carefully that the fire burned his body and shattered his bones, as if it didn't exist.
The Great Emperor's scriptures in Zhang Wenchang's body are roaring, and the five secret realms in his body are also glowing.
He looked calm and used the fire of faith as a treasure to refine himself and help his practice.
According to records, when the Buddha attained enlightenment, he experienced intense fire burning his body. He added all the sins to himself, triggered boundless karma, and finally achieved the supreme path and fruit.
When Lao Tzu traveled westward, the purple energy spread for thirty thousand miles. Zhang Wenchang guessed that this mighty purple energy might also be a kind of strange karmic fire, used to achieve the supreme Taoist fruit and to smelt one's own divine fire.
Just like a waterfall falling in the galaxy, this fire of faith enveloped Zhang Wenchang.
He was ups and downs in the ocean, countless flames were burning, and he tempered Zhang Wenchang.
All this did not burn Zhang Wenchang to death, but made his whole body more energetic, as if he was reborn from the ashes.
Time passes day by day, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Wenchang's body suddenly emitted immeasurable divine light and thunder, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The vast and boundless power of faith was finally refined and absorbed by it, and could no longer be burned.
Zhang Wenchang exuded immortal light and stepped into the starry sky.
Rumble.
The terrifying thunder came again, and countless thunders drowned him.
When Zhang Wenchang survived the catastrophe, he stood firmly on the third level of the Great Sage.
When the Kowloon Coffin appeared, many of the treasures that appeared in Mount Tai were robbed by Westerners.
Zhang Wenchang was strong and domineering. Not only did he snatch all the treasures back, he also took some of their treasures back.
This is a dark jungle world where whoever has the big fist will have his word. There are no so-called rules.
When the country was in decline, the things that were robbed and taken away naturally had to be returned in double the amount.
Zhang Wenchang looked at the mysterious jade stones, the peculiar bamboo slips, and the special paper leaves with shining gold or silver.
And the mysterious runes imprinted on the Bell and Cauldron Tower are not only sighing.
There were indeed great civilizations on Earth in the past, but unfortunately they all declined inexplicably and developed technology.
Zhang Wenchang returned to China, collected classics from various enlightenment sects, and visited various great sects.
