Chu Li quickly woke up, frowned and stared at the huge Buddha statue. His figure flashed into the air and stood in the void, exactly where the golden light shone, bathed in golden light.
He stood in the void, bathed in golden light, looking at the graceful goddesses around him as nothing, only staring intently at the Buddha statue.
When I first look at the Buddha statue, I think it is a statue, as if it is a dead thing, just like the Buddha statue in Daci'en Temple. That Buddha statue also exudes soft golden light, but this Buddha statue is just a hundred times larger.
After staring for a while, he suddenly realized that the Buddha seemed to be a living thing, coming to life, especially his pair of compassionate eyes, which seemed to see through all the pessimism, love and resentment in the world, and see through the world of mortals.
Through these eyes, Chu Li suddenly had a clear understanding that the world is like fire, and when it is time to kill, kill it, don't stir up the fire and burn yourself.
All kinds of Buddhist teachings from the past were reflected in his mind. He sat cross-legged in the void, clasped his palms together, closed his eyes slightly, ignored the graceful and alluring goddess around him, and murmured Buddhist sutras in a low voice.
The golden light enveloped him like water waves, and the eyes of the huge Buddha statue kept flashing in Chu Li's mind. With the help of these eyes, he understood everything in the world and understood the wonders of reality and reality in the world.
The mind becomes clearer and quieter, and gradually falls into a state of unconsciousness and meditative concentration. I don't know the flow of time and the changes of time and space. Everything in front of me becomes indifferent and alienated. My heart is in harmony with the heaven and earth, and I look down at the flowers blooming and falling.
I don't know how long it took, but he woke up and felt that he was no longer his original self. He had a completely new look, as if he was a different person.
Opening his eyes, the void was still void. He sat cross-legged in the void quietly, without using any strength. It was as if his body and the void were completely integrated into one, without distinguishing each other. There was no need to use special exercises to stabilize his body shape.
The huge Buddha statue and the extremely tempting goddess have disappeared, and the surroundings are empty. You can't even see where the spiritual mountain is. He is like a lonely boat in the deep sea, with nothing to rely on.
But he was calm and not panicked.
Just thinking about it carefully, it seems that I am just sitting in the void and not moving. Could it be that Lingshan left on its own? The huge Buddha statue and the goddess were faintly visible at first, so it is not surprising that they have disappeared now.
His mind moved, and the next moment he appeared on the top of Lingshan Mountain.
Only then could he be sure that the spiritual mountain was not moving, but that he was drifting unknowingly, getting closer to the Buddha statue and the golden light.
The surroundings are completely white, and the Lingshan Mountain at the foot is still the same as before, but the leaves have become withered and yellow, as if it has entered winter. Although there are still evergreen trees, it is still a bit more depressed.
He stared at the withered and yellow trees, and a scene suddenly appeared in his mind. These trees turned green again, some bore fruit, some did not bear fruit after blooming, some withered and died directly, and some were destroyed by thunder.
Each of the more than a hundred trees he saw had its own changes and different fates, which made Chu Li suddenly feel emotional. The world is ruthless and the fate is unpredictable. Everything is under the power and destiny of the world.
Small and humble.
He looked down at his feet, where the top of the mountain was, and reflected in his mind its changes, from smooth to rough, and then a majestic man appeared here, but in the end he was in a trance and died here under the spell of the goddess.
Chu Li raised his eyebrows.
He was puzzled by the scene he saw in his mind.
Lingshan is the holy land of the Great Ci'en Temple, and each time it is opened, it requires a huge price. If he had not made a huge contribution, he would have never had the chance to come to Lingshan, and the majestic man he saw in his mind was not a monk.
It is impossible for Daci'en Temple to send someone from outside the temple to Lingshan.
Are these all your own hallucinations?
He squatted down and gently touched his feet. They were smooth, flat, tough and moist. They were made of jasper that had been polished for thousands of years, exuding a warm luster, as if a clear spring was flowing in it.
Will it look so rough in the future? As if it has not been polished? It is really a sea of change, and the changes in the world are unimaginable.
He thought for a moment and looked up into the void, but found nothing.
There was no change in this void, and my mind was completely blank. The void seemed to stretch between heaven and earth forever.
He suppressed the distracting thoughts and began to slowly practice the Prajna Dragon Elephant Kung Fu.
The surroundings were filled with strange auras. After practicing the Prajna Dragon Elephant Kung Fu, with the help of these strange auras, it became smooth and natural, as if everything fell into place. After practicing it several times, I directly reached the fifth level.
At this speed, the twelfth level was expected, and Chu Li was overjoyed.
He didn't care about rest, who knew when he would leave Lingshan, so it was important to seize the time to practice seriously. After practicing non-stop, the Prajna Dragon Elephant Kung Fu advanced by leaps and bounds, traveling thousands of miles with each passing day.
He cultivated to the eighth level in one breath before he felt resistance. When he wanted to go further, his eyes suddenly flashed, the ground began to tremble, and the spiritual mountain began to tremble non-stop.
His face changed slightly, knowing that the time to leave had come.
Looking up into the vast void, he was disappointed that he could no longer see the Buddha statue. Unfortunately, he couldn't force this matter. He vaguely felt that he might only have one chance to enter Lingshan once.
The tremors became more violent, as if riding a fierce horse.
There was a loud "boom", and his eyes suddenly changed, and then he found himself sitting on a futon in a ruined temple. There was nothing around him except a standing Buddha statue with an angry look.
He glanced around, feeling a vague sense of familiarity, and then remembered that he was sitting here when he first entered Lingshan.
Could it be that Lingshan is just a dream and he has actually been sitting here?
He looked at the angry Buddha statue opposite and shook his head. It was different from the Buddha statue that appeared in the void of Lingshan Mountain.
"Amitabha!" A Buddha's name floated into his ears, and he looked at the frail old monk who was stepping in.
The old monk seemed to be dying, but his aura was as unified as if he was one with this ruined temple. Even Tian Er Tong did not hear his approach in advance, which shows how unpredictable this old monk is.
Chu Lihe bowed solemnly.
"Do you have any questions?" the old monk asked warmly.
Chu Li nodded without hesitation: "This disciple wants to know someone."
He has always been worried about the scene that appeared in his mind, especially the majestic man who appeared on Lingshan Mountain.
"Say it," said the old monk.
Chu Lidao: "Disciple needs pen and ink."
"Go." The old monk pointed to the xuan table next to him.
Although the Xuan case is old, the pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed on it are neat. Chu Li stepped forward and drew a portrait and showed it to the old monk: "Senior, do you know who this is?"
The old monk stared at the portrait for a long time, then raised his head and asked: "But did you see this person in Lingshan?"
Chu Li said: "Senior, do you recognize him?"
"Others don't recognize it, but I do." The old monk nodded slowly and said, "This is what the founder of Daci'en Temple looked like before he became a monk. It's just that for millions of years, almost no one knows about it."
Chu Li was surprised.
This was completely different from what he had guessed. He originally thought it was a scene from the future, but he had an idea and saw through the future. This feeling is quite familiar, because practicing the Flying Star Art can do this, but the result is from the past, and it is a hundred years old.