Chapter seven hundred and twenty eight Buddha relics
"What the Lord Champion said, can the young monk understand that as long as Buddhism truthfully compensates the Champion for a treasure that involves the realm of immortality, the Champion will no longer pursue the matter and order the retreat?"
Xuantang looked into Lin Ze's eyes and said extremely seriously.
Lin Ze lazily replied: "Don't try to trick me with your words. If what you bring out is the excrement of immortality realm, how can I put it down easily and stop pursuing it?"
Xuantang, who had just become serious, immediately broke the skill and his face turned blue and white.
Even though Xuantang thought that he had practiced Buddhism for two lifetimes and had an extraordinary character, when he heard these words, he almost couldn't help but rush forward to fight Lin Ze.
Listen, is this human language?
Xuantang recited the "Heart Sutra" silently as quickly as possible before calming down and said calmly: "The champion is joking, how could a Buddhist or a young monk do such a shameless thing?"
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said, "You know people, you know faces, but you don't know hearts."
When he saw that Xuantang's face turned dark and almost went berserk, Lin Ze coughed lightly and said: "Of course, I have no intention of targeting Buddhism or the Master, it's just just in case, Master, don't mind, you continue."
Xuantang was about to speak when he suddenly realized something was wrong: Is he deliberately irritating me?
Realizing this, Xuantang began to recall all the conversations from the time he arrived at the Southern Expedition Camp to the present. He was surprised to find that whenever he wanted to lay out and prepare the ground to a certain extent, his rhythm would be interrupted by Lin Ze.
In other words, the rhythm has always been in Lin Ze's hands.
Thinking of this, Xuantang suddenly felt very interesting and secretly laughed at himself: After practicing Buddhism for two generations, he was a little arrogant and looked down on the people in the world.
Can the rise of a poor family really be summed up in just one word, luck?
Therefore, Xuantang did not intend to speak in a hurry, but remained expressionless and silent.
Xuantang's silence made Lin Ze feel a little surprised. Well, why did he suddenly stop talking?
He completely didn't realize that his teasing words made Xuan Tang start to doubt his life.
After waiting for a while, Lin Ze frowned slightly and couldn't help but ask: "When will the mage take out the treasure and let me open my eyes?"
Can't you calm down anymore?
A mysterious smile appeared on Xuantang's face, he took out a jade box from his arms and placed it on the table in front of him.
"Does the champion know what Buddhism is most famous for?"
Lin Ze replied without thinking: "Bald...ahem, an enigmatic Buddhist scripture?"
Xuantang was speechless for a while, gave up the idea of pretending to be mysterious, and said directly: "It's the relic."
"Buddhist warriors, those with martial arts cultivation of level four or above, when they pass away, can use secret methods to melt their life's energy and spirit into one body, and turn them into one or even multiple relics."
"In addition to being placed in pagodas for believers to worship, the relics also have a special function, that is, they can be used by fellow disciples to refine them and increase their cultivation."
Lin Ze chuckled lightly and said: "Such a heaven-defying method must have some flaws that outsiders don't know about. Otherwise, Buddhism would have used this method to dominate the world. How could there be matters like Taoism and Confucianism?"
Xuantang glanced at Lin Ze with admiration and said: "Champion Hou Yingming, this secret method has three flaws. First, no matter who it is, they can only refine one relic in their lifetime."
"Second, after the refiner completely refines the relic, he can reach the peak level of the original owner of the relic in a short period of time. Similarly, the refiner will be limited by the original owner of the relic, and can only stay at the height of the original owner during his lifetime.
There is no way to break through at all.”
"Third, the refiner cannot smelt the relic again through the secret method."
"Therefore, although there are people in Buddhism who have achieved cultivation through refining relics, they are not many in number."
When Lin Ze heard this, his first reaction was that it was wrong, it wasn't like that.
If Lin Ze remembered correctly, all the eleven relics he obtained from Zhao Tuo were used.
However, with the help of Xiao Jin, all the complicated and distracting thoughts in the relic were removed, leaving only pure energy, so it was not affected.
Therefore, the flaws in Xuantang's theory have no impact on Lin Ze.
Lin Ze focused his attention on the jade box and chuckled: "Could it be that it contains a relic that was smelted by the Immortality Realm of Heaven and Humanity?"
Xuantang replied categorically: "The champion's guess is correct. What is contained in the jade box is a relic transformed into the realm of immortality."
"Uh~" Lin Ze was stunned for a moment and said suspiciously: "Dutianren are immortal, how can they still pass away?"
Xuantang said meaningfully: "Eternal life does not mean immortality. Why can't the immortal state of gods and humans pass away?"
"Is this treasure worthy of the champion Hou turning the war into jade and eliminating the misunderstanding between the two parties?"
That's what he said, but Lin Ze always felt something was wrong.
Buddhists are willing to give the relics of immortality to themselves, just so that they can let go of ordinary Buddhist disciples?
Could it be that Buddhists have convulsions all over their heads?
That is the relic that was transformed into the Immortal Realm of Heavenly Beings. Once refined, it will be a statue of Immortal Realm of Heavenly Beings.
In the face of immortality, the three shortcomings Xuantang just mentioned are nonsense.
This kind of treasure is probably something everyone within the Buddhist sect would have to fight for, so how could it possibly be given away to others?
Changing place, Lin Ze was reluctant to take out this kind of treasure, especially if it had to be given to the enemy.
So, Lin Ze looked at Xuantang with a look like "Do I look like a fool to you?"
"The Champion doesn't believe it?"
Lin Ze had his disbelief written all over his face, and Xuantang naturally wouldn't turn a blind eye.
But Xuantang did not rush to explain, but stretched out his hand to open the jade box.
I saw an ingenious and crystal clear relic lying quietly among the red silk.
A mysterious and mysterious atmosphere filled the living room.
Lin Ze seemed to see the scene of the goddess descending, dancing gracefully, golden lotuses surging on the ground, and fragrant flowers.
There were countless different chanting sounds faintly ringing in my ears, but I didn't feel irritated. Instead, I felt calm and peaceful.
The pictures and chanting sounds are getting clearer and clearer, just like the paradise described by Buddhism, and people can't help but fall deeply into it.
"Ouch~"
Just when Lin Ze was about to be addicted to it and unable to extricate himself, the villain spirit in Lin Ze's mind suddenly screamed and pulled Lin Ze back.
When he came back to his senses, Lin Ze felt extremely frightened, his back was soaked, and he almost died.
"Clang"
After waking up, Lin Ze immediately closed the jade box. Suddenly, the goddess and golden lotus were no longer in sight, and the sound of chanting in his ears disappeared.
Xuantang looked at Lin Ze with a half-smile, and asked, "After the champion has seen this treasure, will he still think that the young monk is talking nonsense?"
Although Lin Ze didn't quite believe that Buddhism would come up with such a valuable treasure, the fact was before him and he couldn't help but admit it.
Just by looking at it, a high-level warrior like himself in the Divine Soul Realm could almost fall into it. Apart from the relics left behind by the Immortal Realm, Lin Ze couldn't think of any other possibilities.