A disciple from the True Holy Land, ranked first among the Saints in martial arts...
The young heroes of the human race looked at each other. What is the concept of a disciple of the true god? Just think about the gap between the successors of Tianzun and the successors of the realm king. The gap between the successors of true gods and the successors of Tianzun is also huge.
Thinking of this, the young heroes present were a little worried. They repeatedly believed that Lin Ming could definitely do it, but the gap between the human race and the saint race was really too big.
Not to mention the Holy Son of Creation, even the young man in brocade clothes in front of him is definitely not an easy person.
Seeing the shocked expressions on the faces of several young heroes of the human race, the woman in feathers was very satisfied. She smiled and said: "Senior Brother Naqi, in my holy clan, there is the title of emperor's son. You are not from the saint clan, so you don't know 'emperor's son'.
The meaning of these two words was awarded by the Holy Emperor of Creation himself. If Senior Brother Naqi was not much younger than Senior Brother Wumo, the title of Holy Son of Creation might not fall on Senior Brother Naqi! Huh, a great disaster is coming.
Our holy clan has been affected by the fate of the great calamity, and now there are many talented people. Senior Brother Naqi and Senior Brother Wumo are the two most dazzling new stars in this great world. The difference between them is only the age!"
The woman in feathers obviously admired the young man in brocade, and the young heroes present felt great pressure after what she said.
It is said that the human race's first martial arts show was the most prosperous in tens of millions of years. It eliminated six geniuses: Lin Ming, Little Demon Fairy, Bing Meng, Xing Chi, Jun Biyue, and Long Ya.
This situation occurs because of the influence of great tribulation.
Since the human race is like this, who says that the saint race will not be affected by the great catastrophe and have a genius that only appears once in a billion years?
Moreover, the foundation of the Saint Race is stronger than that of the Human Race. If a great world happens, the Holy Race may also be stronger than the Human Race.
"Let's go back to the Glow Realm first and continue to practice for a while. Then we will go to the human world to see what the level of the young heroes of the human race is."
Naqi, the young man in brocade clothes at the head, said casually. After saying that, he picked up the weapons on the table and took a man and a woman behind him to leave the restaurant.
"Senior Brother Naqi, are you saying that we are going to meet the young talents of the human race?" The thin black man behind Naqi felt something in his heart and licked his lips excitedly.
"Yes, there will be a battle between the human race and our race sooner or later. Since Tianzun can't take action now, let's start with us! After all, we will have a battle in the future. How about destroying their confidence now! If we can defeat them now, thousands of years later
, needless to say. Moreover, this is also a huge encouragement to our clan’s momentum!”
Naqi said slowly, not only did he want to be famous among the human race and the saint race, he also wanted to seize this opportunity and show off the momentum of the saint race.
"Haha, Senior Brother Naqi is right. Senior Brother Wumo's current cultivation level is too high, and the geniuses of the human race simply cannot keep up. The only ones who can take action are us. If we defeat their geniuses this time, then the human race will still be able to defeat them.
If there is any momentum to compete with us, then, in the Glow Realm, our momentum will be greatly encouraged, and maybe the Holy Emperor will give us a great reward!"
The skinny young man spoke without any scruples, and the human warriors even looked ugly.
These people are so arrogant that they simply treat them as nothing.
"Let's go!"
Several young heroes from the Saint Race soared into the sky, their target was the Glowing World.
…
After the negotiation between the human race and the saint race, Lin Ming went into seclusion in Mount Putuo.
Putuo Mountain has a long history, and its heritage ranks first among all the forces in the human race. The various courtyards, attics, and corridors on the mountain are all covered with formations. These formations either assist in cultivation, or have the function of defense and evil.
Even the gardening in the mountains is arranged with spiritual plants, which contains many laws of formation.
Lin Ming's training here was no worse than that of the Divine Dream Heavenly Palace.
"Junior Brother Lin, Grand Master has invited you!" A monk wearing linen robes appeared in front of Lin Ming, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddhist name.
"Master Taishizu?" Lin Ming's heart moved. The host of Mount Putuo was not Emperor Sakyamuni, nor the Great Buddha, but Master Lingjue, a half-step heavenly master. The two eminent monks in front of him had already retired to seclusion and were carefully attending.
After learning about martial arts, I called them, one was Taishizu and the other was Taishishu.
Taishizu is the Great Self-Contained Buddha, a figure who became famous 100 million years ago. He is the person with the highest seniority and the most prestige in Mount Putuo!
"Grandmaster Tai heard that Junior Brother Lin was about to break through the middle stage of divine transformation, so he specially invited Junior Brother Lin to go to Zang Buddha Pagoda to understand the Emperor's will and receive the baptism of Buddha's will."
"The emperor's intention...the Buddha's intention..." Lin Ming had never heard of such terms before. He nodded and said, "Senior brother, please lead the way."
There are too many ancient buildings in Mount Putuo. Many of these monuments have a history of hundreds of millions or even billions of years. They were preserved by the disciples of Mount Putuo in the past generations who have continuously strengthened the formations and repaired the architectural structures. Now it seems that there are no
Any sense of dilapidation reveals the vicissitudes of time out of thin air, which makes people feel emotional.
Lin Ming followed the monk through a corridor and came to a spacious courtyard. The courtyard was paved with thick bricks. Every brick was weathered, like a heavy book recording the past of Mount Putuo.
History books.
"This is it."
The monk held the Buddha beads and put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, bowed and retreated.
In front of Lin Ming was a gray tower forest.
These towers range from seven to seven floors, and each tower is dozens of feet high. They do not look resplendent, but instead give people a sense of solemnity.
In front of this tower forest, stood an old monk. He was wearing a linen monk's robe, a golden cassock, straw sandals, big ears and shoulders, two white eyebrows a foot long, and holding a thick Zen staff in his right hand.
, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand. There are seven beads in total, six small and one large. The big one is pale and faintly red, like surging blood, and looks like an eye.
shocking.
The old monk just stood here casually, as if he was integrated with the world. If Lin Ming didn't use his eyes to see, but only used his senses to detect, he would never be able to detect the existence of this old monk. He was obviously very close.
But I can't find it. This feeling is very strange.
This white-browed old monk is naturally the Great Buddha of Mount Putuo. Even gods who dream of seeing him will respectfully address him as a senior figure.
"Junior Lin Ming, I have met senior Great Buddha."
Lin Ming bowed respectfully.
The Great Buddha glanced at Lin Ming, nodded slowly, and simply said, "From today on, you will stay here for seven or forty-nine days."
The Buddha's voice is old and his tone is very slow, which makes people feel that he is no longer good at speaking because of his old age.
"This is..." Lin Ming remembered that when the monk brought him in, he said that this place is called Zang Buddha Pagoda.
"This is the tomb of the Zen masters who have been the masters of Mount Putuo for generations, and who entered the realm of heaven with one blow. Thirty-six billion years ago, after the eminent monks of Mount Putuo passed away, they would be cremated, and their ashes would be condensed into relics and placed in the pagoda box, together with their natal magic weapons.
Together, they were placed in the pagoda forest, so this place is called the Zang Pagoda, also called the Burial Pagoda."
When the Buddha said this, Lin Ming felt his heart tremble.
It turns out to be the burial place of eminent monks of all ages on Mount Putuo!
Mount Putuo has a history of 3.6 billion years. It is simply indescribable how many outstanding figures have appeared during this period!
Only highly accomplished Zen masters are qualified to be buried in Zang Pagoda after death. So many outstanding figures are buried here. Even if they have been dead for many years, the Buddha's thoughts and laws they left behind will always exist and will not be destroyed.
obliterate.
I don't know when, the Great Buddha has drifted away.
Lin Ming was left alone, quietly feeling the surging will in the tower forest.
He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, and worshiped the Zang Pagoda several times, full of sincerity in his heart.
Warriors do not respect heaven or earth, but they cannot disrespect the sages who came before them.
There are seventy-two of these pagodas in total!
This number is fixed. When the number of eminent monks who pass away exceeds this number, there will be a situation where two eminent monks are buried in the same pagoda at the same time.
Looking at the layout of the pagoda, there are some similarities with the seventy-two witch god pagodas in the southern part of the Tianyan Continent. Of course, the layout of the Zang pagoda is far 10,000 times more wonderful than the shaman god pagoda.
This also shows that the Southern Xinjiang Witch God did come from Buddhism and belonged to a subordinate sect of Mount Putuo, coming from the same lineage as Mount Putuo.
The pagodas range from high to short, ranging from seven to nine floors. The height of the pagoda also reflects the achievements of eminent monks buried in the pagoda.
Lin Ming knew that the Zang Buddha Pagoda, where the remains of eminent monks of all ages were laid, was definitely the most sacred place in Mount Putuo. With so many eminent monks sleeping here, no one would disturb them.
If it hadn't been for the great calamity and the special circumstances, Mahatma Buddha would not have allowed himself to practice here and feel the Buddha's thoughts from many predecessors of Mount Putuo.
After adjusting his mentality to an ethereal state, Lin Ming walked toward Tallinn with admiration.
One step at a time, Lin Ming's speed was very slow.
After nine steps, Lin Ming would pause for a longer period of time to calm down and comprehend everything here.
One hundred feet.
Eighty feet.
Fifty feet.
Lin Ming was getting closer and closer to Tallin. As the distance shortened, Lin Ming could clearly feel that the will in Tallin was getting stronger and stronger.
The pain between his brows felt like needle pricks, as if all the blood in his body was converging towards the center of his brows.
Hongmeng War Spirit!
Lin Ming thought about it, and heard a soft sound of "Hu——", and the Hongmeng War Spirit roared out. In front of Lin Ming, a dark golden gun condensed, but there was a greenish color on the gun's body.
Lin Ming spent a long time on Green Color and Jade Soul level, and kept accumulating, but he never completely broke through.
Now his fighting spirit has already reached golden perfection, touching the threshold of the green soul fighting spirit.
There is a huge gap between the golden battle spirit and the green soul battle spirit. Now, under the baptism of this Buddha's will, Lin Ming's battle spirit roars fiercely, and the green color on the battle spirit seems to be getting darker and darker.
It’s getting more intense!
This Buddhist intention can train the spirit of war!
Lin Ming was not surprised. With so many powerful tombs gathered together, only Putuo Mountain in the entire Divine Realm possesses it. The will here is probably the strongest in the Divine Realm! (To be continued...)