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Nine hundred and fortieth chapters all the way to see Sakyamuni

A desolate atmosphere rushed towards the ancient mountains. Ye Fan and the others felt as if they had arrived in ancient times and returned to the wild land.

In the distance, there are mountains tens of thousands of feet tall. Towering towering towers, old trees blocking out the sun, and inexplicable creatures. When you get closer, you can see the roar of eagles in the sky, and the roar of beasts in the mountains and rivers. It looks like thunder, and the rumble is deafening, frightening. soul.

They didn't know where they were. Looking around, they saw a new environment, as if they had left the earth and entered a primitive world.

"Where have we come?" The ancient Sanskrit authority was a little out of breath. He was not yet a monk. He had not even really activated the Sea of ​​Suffering. He was just stronger than ordinary people. He was worried.

"We are probably close to Lingshan Mountain, and we may be able to see the ancient Bodhisattvas and the supreme Buddhas of the gods." A master said.

An ancient road is at their feet. This is the only thing that makes them feel at ease. If they go along this way, they can see some Buddhist relics on the road every once in a while.

There are even some ancient Sanskrit characters that were carved by people with great power. They are blooming with brilliance and embodying the rhyme of the Tao. If you calmly ponder them, you can appreciate the principles of the Tao.

Ye Fan was very calm and didn't express anything, but several masters were different. They were all extremely excited and observed carefully, hoping to understand the Buddha's teachings.

In order to move forward faster, they wanted to cast a spell to speed up the process, but they found that this was wrong. The ancient road became blurred and was about to disappear.

"To find Lingshan, we need to worship with piety, otherwise we will never be able to get close. We can only move forward step by step." Simoti said, chanting the Buddha's name and begging the Buddha for forgiveness.

Ye Fan frowned, are there really ancient Buddhas and ancient Bodhisattvas ahead? They will appear on their own once they walk on the ancient road, which is very strange.

"This is the vastness and unpredictability of Dafa. Lingshan is really an extraordinary place!" Finally, after walking out for a long time, he observed clues that there was an inexplicable law of Taoism running.

After traveling for more than a hundred miles, a dilapidated land appeared ahead. There were ruins beside the ancient road. There were bursts of crying and howling, which made people's skin crawl and was very scary.

A temple has become a desolate place, with broken walls and overgrown weeds. The Buddha nature has been lost in this place, and only bursts of Yin Qi are coming towards it.

It kept crying and howling, approaching quickly, as fast as thunder and lightning, and rushed towards it in the blink of an eye, like a ghost demanding life.

However, the small stone Buddha in Ye Fan's hand was blooming with Buddha's light, and the evil shadow did not dare to get too close. It kept appearing left and right, appearing and disappearing all around at an incredible speed.

Simoti, the two old monks and the four masters all changed their colors. This speed was much faster than them, and they could not resist it. Fortunately, seeing Ye Fan's expression unchanged and calm, they Only then did I feel relieved.

"Wow!"

A cry like a baby's cry exploded in their ears, and a gray shadow finally appeared. It was an old monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, with a tall body, a black aura, a fierce face, and red eyes.

Moreover, some fine scales appeared on its face, which were as bright as blood, and spread to the neck, arms and other parts of the body. It looked a little ferocious and did not look like a human being.

"Master, why did you do such a bad thing?" the ancient Sanskrit authority asked. He has not really entered the world of spiritual practice, so he cannot see the depth of this person.

"This man has lost all his Buddha nature and has lost his true self. Now he is only supported by evil thoughts. In other words, he is dead." An old monk said.

"It's a pity. This person's realm is far higher than mine. Why is he lost here?" A master was surprised and uncertain.

"Are you also looking for the Lingshan Mountain? Let me..." The old monk with red eyes, shrouded in black energy, looked like a ghost, said sadly: "I wholeheartedly look for the Buddha, but I can't see the Lingshan Mountain. I have been searching for it all my life but to no avail. I worship the Buddha."

What’s the point?”

Everyone suddenly understood that he had such a demonic body with endless resentment. He was pitiful and deplorable, and he had abandoned the Buddha.

"The Buddha is already dead. What are you looking for? What if you go up to the illusory spiritual mountain? I'm here to save you." The old monk in gray clothes was crying and rushed over.

People sighed in their hearts, this man spent his whole life worshiping the Buddha, but in the end it was all in vain. He died on the way to find the Buddha. This turned into boundless resentment, which gathered together and never dispersed.

When he raised his hand, an alms bowl appeared, like a purple-gold sky pressing down, illuminating everyone below, covering the sky and the earth, and the light burst out, except for the ancient road under his feet. The land in the four fields collapsed rapidly, the wind howled, and the big trees were uprooted.

Several masters changed their colors. This kind of power far surpassed them and could not be stopped at all. If Ye Fan were not here, they believed that this blow would turn everyone into ashes.

"bite"

Ye Fan raised his hand a little, and a golden finger pressed against the alms bowl. It penetrated easily and shattered. A piece of broken light appeared in the sky. The demonized old monk screamed and flew backwards, smashing into pieces.

Ancient temple.

"Ah..." With a shrill cry, the old monk had a ferocious face, fangs sprouted from his mouth, and blood dripping from his eyes. He roared and rushed over again.

Ye Fan raised his hand and pressed it forward, like a big golden millstone, pressing it to the ground and making it unable to move. This was a manifestation of great supernatural power.

Next to him, several masters looked shocked. In their opinion, this was a demonic figure that was difficult to conquer, yet it was suppressed so easily.

Ye Fan sighed softly, but did not crush him to pieces. In a sense, he was a poor man. His faith lasted all his life, but in the end it was all in vain. He died, but only a breath of resentment lingered.

"Please let us see him off." Simoti couldn't bear it and stepped forward to salute with his hands clasped together.

Ye Fan nodded and said nothing. Several masters came forward and sat cross-legged beside the demon monk, chanting scriptures orally to eliminate the evil spirits and send him to death.

"Namo Amitabha night, Suotagado night, Duo Diye night, Amitabha night..."

Not long after, the old monk who was pressed by Ye Fan's big golden hand lost all his black energy, all the bloody scales on his body disappeared, and the look on his face gradually became peaceful.

Finally, Ye Fan raised his hand, and the old monk turned into a holy light and sat up. He recited Namo Amitabha and disappeared into a rain of light, dissipating his resentment.

"We who are cultivators worship the Buddha too much and have too much obsession, but we cannot see the real Buddha. That is why we regret it... It is not his fault." A master recited the Dharma Sutra in silence.

They continued on the road. There were many dead bones along the ancient road leading to Lingshan Mountain. Along the way, they found no less than hundreds of corpses. There were no others, but they were all enlightened monks.

This has to make people sigh. Only those who respect Buddha can find this place, but they can only die halfway without approaching Lingshan. It is really sad.

Suddenly, the ancient road broke off, and a dark abyss lay across the front, blocking the way, but the road leading to Lingshan was still vaguely visible on the other side.

"Is this a test?" Ye Fan asked.

"No, this is because the secret words we received from our ancestors are incomplete, so there is a broken circuit. Now it seems that we can only cross over and connect the broken circuit by ourselves."

An old monk said.

During this process, Ye Fan always recited the mantra silently and used his own magic power to bless the small stone Buddha, so that the ancient road would not spread forward. At this time, it was finally blocked.

"Okay, let's cross over." Ye Fan wanted to go into Lingshan Dojo to have a look. Since the fluctuations are no less than Mount Xumi, there must be a shocking ancient dojo.

"teach……"

Suddenly, a shrill cry was heard. The abyss was filled with black mist, and ghosts were crying. There were all kinds of demons and monsters struggling inside, trying to break out.

"This is the Chaos Demon Abyss. It is the demons and monsters that Sakyamuni suppressed and killed before he became enlightened. Many of them filled this abyss." Simoti said in shock.

This abyss cannot be flown across. The murderous intent of countless monsters has condensed into a killing field. The only way to cross it step by step is to rely on your own body.

"Really? I'll also take a look at what the demons that Sakyamuni Buddha has killed look like." Ye Fan said. He glowed with golden light and enveloped several people. He stepped over the abyss and rushed up one after another.

of evil spirits.

A group of demons danced wildly! Countless monsters and demons were turned into resentments and surged up into the sky. Although they no longer had the magic power in life, they were still extremely terrifying and rushed towards them crying and howling.

"Rumble..."

Thunder and lightning roared outside Ye Fan's body, and the golden sanctuary opened up. He crossed the hell like a god and walked above. In the process, he really saw several powerful characters.

"Bang"

A leader-level demon spirit was turned into a bird's light by one of his fingers and turned into nothingness. The evil spirits were frightened away. Then when a huge white skeleton appeared, the entire Chaos Demon Abyss suddenly boiled.

"The demon with the skeleton!"

Ye Fan's eyes flashed. This was so rare. He was extremely powerful. His bones were able to withstand his blow without being broken. They started fighting with him.

He was as fast as lightning, leaping like a dragon, jumping like a tiger, striking like an ape or a snake. He struck out eighteen blows in total with his heavy hands. With a loud bang, he shattered the snow-white skeleton.

Next to them, several Indian monks were all frightened. It took a long time for one of them to say: "If I read it correctly, this skeleton is that of a Dharma Protector of our Buddhist sect. He fell into the devil's way and his body is immortal. How could he be... struck like this?"

Broken!"

They cannot understand that the Buddhist Dharma Protector Vajra is indestructible and cannot be damaged even if it dies. How powerful is this young man in front of them? His physical body is beyond that of a Buddha!

The Chaos Demon Abyss is really a dangerous place. Demons and ghosts rush out from time to time. They are bound here and want to bury the living with them. It is difficult for ordinary people to pass through.

Several masters all know that many people will die in this world, and it is impossible to break through. The evil spirits among them were all transformed after the death of the ancient great supernatural beings.

However, Ye Fan's fighting power was astonishing. Although he encountered several fierce battles, he won them all and fought all the way.

The strength he displayed was almost like a god in the eyes of a few people. He constantly suppressed all kinds of monsters and was invincible, and no one could stop him.

In the end, Ye Fan defeated Chaos Moyuan, successfully stepped on the broken road, and moved forward again.

"boom"

The waves soared into the sky and hit the sky, creating a vast expanse. This was a vast and boundless sea, blocking their way. The sound of the waves was deafening, making people feel like they were in a dream.

No matter how many miles they walked, they unexpectedly came to a place like this. The ancient road was blocked and there was an endless ocean in front of them.

"How is this possible? Have we left the Tibetan area?" The ancient Sanskrit authority was stunned.

"This is a sea of ​​suffering. If you want to get close to the Lingshan Mountain, you have to go through it. This may be the real earth, and what we see in daily life may only be part of it." An old monk said.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and we have to go back to the shore. Do we still have to cross it?" Another old monk said.

"Don't look back until you see the spiritual mountain." Ye Fan whispered.

Several people have seen his great magical power, and seeing him speak like this naturally represents their mutual decision to move on.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand a little, and a copper warship appeared in the void, allowing several people to board it, and slowly rowed across the endless sea of ​​​​bitterness, heading towards the other shore.

"boom"

The stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and the raging waves washed over the sky. The black ocean made people frightened. Every surge seemed to turn the world upside down. There were actually creatures in the sea, roaring towards them.

They were shocked. After traveling hundreds of miles, dense white bone claws protruded from the sea water, and terrifying demons rushed up and hit the warships in the sky. It was much scarier than the Chaos Demon Abyss, and there were unfathomable things in it.

The evil spirit exudes a monstrous aura!

Ye Fan took out a copper lamp, with a human body and a ghost face, and hung it on the bow of the ship. In an instant, the sea was calm, all the monsters and monsters disappeared, and they no longer made trouble.

This is the copper lamp picked from the planet Yinghuogu. It was left behind by Sakyamuni to suppress the evil ghosts of the Great Holy Body. It is a strange secret treasure that burns the oil of ancient saints.

Everyone was astonished. This sea of ​​suffering was absolutely terrifying. If it was allowed to pass through normally, even the Golden Arhat would be killed. They never thought that just because of the existence of a copper lamp, everything would be smooth sailing from now on.

The black sea of ​​suffering was turbulent, and there was no longer any crisis. However, one could feel extremely terrifying demons swimming under the sea. They peeked above from time to time, but they did not dare to approach.

This copper lamp has a long green light and a lifelike shape. It has a human body and a ferocious ghost face. Its tongue is the wick. The flame dances and burns out ancient talismans, which surround the entire copper boat.

Moreover, a dry little old man appeared, squatting on the bow of the boat, smiling strangely at a few people. His unspeakable evilness made several masters from India feel hairy.

This was not the first time Ye Fan saw him, so his expression did not change. It had to be said that this copper lamp had divine power and could suppress all evil spirits.

A whole nine days passed, and no demon jumped out of the way. Even the entire sea of ​​suffering calmed down and was frightened by it.

Nine days later, they landed on the other side and looked forward. A large mountain tens of thousands of feet high towered into the clouds. It was extremely majestic.

"Lingshan, we are almost arriving at the ancient Lingshan Taoist Temple!" Several old monks were extremely excited.

Ye Fan said nothing. He felt a kind of vastness and the fluctuation of Buddha nature. He knew that he was really approaching the legendary Lingshan Mountain.

"Hey, that's..."

A day later, they passed through one large mountain after another, and a little light came from ahead, and the light of divinity filled the air.

Ye Fan was also surprised. He had cultivated the Sky Eye and could naturally see further. He had already seen the wonderful scenery on the horizon.

The divine flowers are flying, turning into a rain of light, crystal clear and brilliant.

And there, there is an ancient bodhi tree, with branches like horned dragons, stretching in all directions, and the leaves are green and undulating with the waves of the avenue.

Under the ancient tree, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting cross-legged, spotless, his body imprinted in the void, blending with the avenue, as if he was born in three time and space, past, present and future.

"Sakyamuni Buddha!" ​​When Simoti and others saw it clearly, their heads suddenly became so big that they almost exploded, and they all immediately knelt down and worshiped.

Ye Fan was also surprised. The appearance of this man was really special. He was exactly the same as the Sakyamuni Buddha statue in the temple. At this time, he was integrated with the avenue!


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