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Chapter 632 The Boundless Starry Sky Road

The stone forest is very large, and the rocks have strange shapes, each of which is different. Some are like a crouching cow, some are like a green tiger, and some are like a coiled phoenix.

Ahead, there is a little pool of water. It was originally a lake, but it has almost dried up. Could it be the Immortal Pond? Ye Fan is not sure. It seems impossible. How can the Immortal Pond be dry?

The mark of Sakyamuni is very clear, his face is compassionate, his appearance is solemn, he has the appearance of a wise sage, and he has the aura of being pitied.

"They say he is the World Honored One, but they say he is not. The traitor may be related to him, and they also say he is the devil's shell of the Buddha...,-",

He recalled the words of the little nun in white. Sakyamuni had a very unusual status in this world. The reasons for this were complicated and still unclear.

On earth, if you talk about Buddhism, you must mention Sakyamuni. However, in this world, it is too ironic. This founder has become a traitor and even an opposing demon.

"An elder of our Ji family met one of Sakyamuni's ten disciples more than a thousand years ago. At that time, the Buddhist disciple had just returned from overseas," Ji Ziyue whispered.

Outside the five realms, there is an endless ocean, dotted with islands. Some people say that there are divine islands in the vast ocean, where there are hidden masters, and there are even ancient emperors who have never been famous.

Some people even say that in the ocean, which is far wider than the five realms, there may be fairy islands and gods born.

The main reason is that the sea is so big and vast, even more vast than the five major domains today. No one can cross the sea to the end, so people are full of awe for it.

"One of the ten disciples of Sakyamuni crossed the sea and returned to peace..." Ye Fan's heart moved. He thought of An Miaoyi's words and didn't he say the same thing when he gave him the essence of the Nirvana Sutra?

"What's that person's cultivation level?" Pang Bo asked.

"The depth is unfathomable. At that time, a supreme elder faced him and couldn't see through the depth at all, just like facing the abyss." Ji Ziyue said this was something she only knew recently.

"The dignified Sakyamuni was called Buddha in another world, but he was a big traitor here. It's really an irony." Pang Bo shook his head.

Ye Fan thought about it and thought of Buddhism in his homeland. Although it is said that it was founded by Sakyamuni, there were Buddhists who had already existed before. It was not so much his creation as his promotion.

It is recorded in some ancient scriptures that when Sakyamuni was traveling, he saw Buddhists practicing harming their bodies and thought it was not the true Dharma. After that, the Tathagata's Dharma came into existence.

Ye Fan gradually came up with a bold association. The earth has a history of annihilation. Let’s not mention the most mysterious ancient China. Let’s talk about ancient India. It also had an extraordinary past.

If Buddhism existed early and was born before Sakyamuni, then would there be Buddhist sages who were earlier than the Tathagata and reached the other shore with the help of the star gate left by the ancients?

If so, there will be too many associations! Many fogs will be revealed.

In an instant, Ye Fan thought of "the other shore" again, which is an extraordinary term in Buddhism.

"Has the earth really lost a record and annihilated a history? Maybe this history is extremely long, not as simple as a few thousand years!"

Of course, there is another possibility that people in this world once traveled to the earth along the ancient starry sky road and founded Buddhism, and later generations of Sakyamuni came here to find their origins.

Ye Fan thought too much. The ancient road in the starry sky was endless and far away and was definitely not built by people from one or two ancient stars. It involved many star fields. Where did the ancient people's road lead?

"You see, these marks he left are very particular. They are composed of invisible and strange words." Li Heishui said.

Several people gathered around and were all secretly surprised. The many small characters were so fine that it was difficult to see them clearly even with the eyes of the moving spirit. They were too tiny and combined together to form a humanoid figure.

"It's Sanskrit!" Pang Bo said. He and Ye Fan looked at each other. This is an ancient Indian script, and they couldn't recognize each other at all.

"No wonder, he left a mark on the holy cliff, and there is also Sanskrit here, recorded in writing, leaving it to the later generations," Ye Fan thought thoughtfully.

I was too careless last time and didn't see through the mark on the sacred cliff. It was actually composed of many small characters - this must be for people from ancient India.

"Did they expect that future generations would follow in their footsteps? They pointed the way, but where have they gone now?"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo squatted there, staring with big eyes and small eyes, with hundreds of claws scratching their hearts. These are the words left by Tathagata. They probably contain the secrets of the starry sky, but they can't understand them.

"Why Sanskrit!?" The two asked the sky speechlessly.

In that distant past, there was not only one Buddha on earth, but at least one ancient man with great wisdom in his generation.

Two thousand and five hundred years ago, hundreds of schools of thought contended in ancient China, and scholars emerged one after another, all of whom were amazingly talented. Each of them was famous throughout the ages and left an indelible mark in the sky of history.

Regardless of anything else, just mentioning Lao Tzu is enough to compare with Buddha. Sakyamuni is a god with great supernatural powers and great wisdom. There is no doubt that Lao Tzu is also a person who is both human and divine.

They stood up quickly and couldn't wait to come to another brand. The old man riding a green bull walked west leisurely, very indifferent and indifferent.

Sure enough, it was carved with small characters and combined together to form this holy picture of a green ox carrying a piggyback, which also serves as a guide for future generations.

These two ancients would definitely not leave random marks. They probably knew that there were others who came after them and recorded the path they had taken.

"Look at what's written." Pang Bo urged, but he didn't know a single word.

Although Ye Fan had done some research on ancient inscriptions, he also frowned at this time. A few were inscriptions on bells and tripods, and some were inscriptions on oracle bones.

Not to mention him, even the old scholars who have studied this intensively cannot read it word for word. Neither of these two kinds of writing on earth have been deciphered.

"Leaving Hangu Pass in the west..." He could only distinguish one continuous sentence. In addition, there were some words and phrases, but they were cut off, such as "Great Emperor", "Ancient Road", "Domain", "Xianxiao" and "Zi"

"Micro Ancient Star", "Gou Chen", etc.

"This old man is so awesome. He left Hangu Pass in the west and entered the star field while walking." Pang Bo was speechless for a while.

There is a record in ancient books: "When Laozi traveled to the west, Yinxi, the commander of the Pass, saw purple air floating on the pass, and Laozi passed by on a green ox."

The last time Lao Tzu appeared in ancient China was at Hangu Pass. Purple Qi came from the east and left behind five thousand moral words, which were written down by Yin Xi and never appeared in the world again.

Ye Fan also sighed. On the other side of the starry sky, he never thought about Lao Tzu. He only thought that he was an ancient man with great wisdom. Now, he has to admit that he was a practitioner who entered the starry sky and came to the other side.

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Buddha and Lao Tzu were born in almost the same era, both were figures 2,500 years ago. Is this a coincidence?

"They walked towards the star field along the star gate left by the ancients -...-..." Ye Fan said to himself.

More than two thousand years ago, all the disciples on earth were born one after another, almost in the same era, with not much difference. Is this a coincidence, or is there some kind of mystery?

There is Buddhism in this world, but it is not the Buddhism of Sakyamuni. It is understandable to respect Amitabha Buddha, and the earth also has this saying.

However, there is Taoism in this world, but it is not the Taoism of Lao Tzu, and it is difficult to find its source.

"Who created Taoism?" Ye Fan couldn't help but ask.

"It's too complicated. Taoist masters are like idle clouds and wild cranes. They have left behind teachings and secret techniques, but they are not as a whole like Buddhism. They are very loose and difficult to find the source." Ji Haoyue shook his head.

Regarding Taoism, let alone this world, even at that end of the star field, it is difficult to say when it originated.

If we want to talk about Taoism, we have to mention the learning of Huang and Lao, and if we talk about Huang Lao, we have to move the time forward.

Lao Tzu is a person who lived 2,500 years ago, but the "Huang" in Huang Laozhong is a person who lived more than 4,000 years ago and nearly 5,000 years ago.

Taoism, as it was named by later generations, can actually pursue infinite waves upward. In the long river of history, it is difficult to find the end.

I didn't leave many traces in this world. If he walked along the ancient road in the starry sky, where would he go?

The star gate left by the ancients leads to the endless unknown. Where is the end? Ye Fan doesn't know. At least he feels that this world is not the end, and there are ancient stars ahead.

There was an engraving in the giant bronze coffin. At that time, both he and Pangbo had seen it with their own eyes. It was a bright starry sky. The Earth and the Beidou were just a part of it. There was a broader road ahead.

"Two thousand five hundred years ago, the scholars came into being and were extremely brilliant. It was a very glorious era-...-..." Ye Fan said to himself.

Since Lao Tzu and Han Tuo are almost gods, how can those amazing and brilliant figures of the same period be ordinary people?

It's a pity that it looked like the last generation of fireworks. Since then, the gods have gradually disappeared, and even if they exist, they are created by humans.

"Could it be that 2,500 years ago, the last group of ancient sages on the earth made a decision, left their hometown together, and walked along the ancient road in the starry sky-...-..."

In ancient China, the ancient purple stars, the Four Symbols and the Twenty-Eight Star Fields were a vast sky map. Do we have to pass through the ancient roads in the starry sky opened by the ancients one by one? Where is the end point?

There are people who are far older than me, as well as the seventy-two ancient kings who enshrined themselves in Mount Tai. Did they enter the star realm earlier and have already reached the end of the starry sky?

"People in ancient times lived a hundred years in the Spring and Autumn Period, and their actions never faded..." How old is the ancient times mentioned by Huangdi?

For people, the Yellow Emperor was an ancient man who lived four to five thousand years ago and was considered the emperor of antiquity. What kind of period in antiquity was he lamenting?

How many past events have been annihilated in ancient China? It is very likely that there is a vast ancient history sealed in the dust over the years. When can it be revealed?

Ye Fan thought for a while, leisurely and fascinated, and his imagination was endless. How many ancient stars with life are there in this vast star field?

Are the stars mentioned in ancient China a kind of enlightenment and representing a more important meaning?

Earth, Yinghuo, Ziwei-... one ancient star after another, where is the origin and where is the end?

What is the significance of this ancient road, where does it lead, and what kind of place is it?

Pulling the coffin in Kowloon, is he returning to his hometown after dying in battle, or is he traveling aimlessly?

The five-color altar, Kowloon, crosses the dark and cold sky. I don’t know the source or the way forward. Who is it picking up? Will it set sail one day?


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