Huatian Prefecture is located on the east bank of Guiyuan River and north of Tongtian River. It has a vast area and is even comparable to Dayuan Prefecture.
This area is adjacent to two rivers where spiritual energy is mixed. Demonic energy and spiritual energy are relatively even. This is not a very good place for cultivation for both Taoist and Demonic sects, but for Buddhist cultivators who cultivate the vitality of demonic spirits at the same time.
For those who prefer it, it is extremely suitable.
Therefore, the immortal sects in Huatian Prefecture are all Buddhist temples, with as many as twenty or thirty. The most powerful one is Huatian Temple. Although these temples are all of their own sects, they are all headed by Huatian Temple.
In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Buddhism was very prosperous. In addition to Huatianzhou, there were also temples in other places where demonic spirits were mixed. All the Buddhist disciples combined were more powerful than the Five Spirit Temple.
Because its skills are widely circulated, even casual practitioners can buy Buddhism's introductory skills in the market. This means that not only does Buddhism have no shortage of disciples, but it is also difficult to be eliminated.
Coupled with the presence of Zhiyuan, a powerful man comparable to a pseudo-god, Buddhism can even be regarded as the number one invisible force in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In the northeast of Huatian Prefecture, there is a vast flat-topped mountain range, crawling on the ground like a long dragon. On the flat top of the rock, there are ancient buildings, which is where Huatian Temple is located.
There is a peaceful white cloud lingering in the mountains, and monks wearing monks' costumes are walking around. These people have magic power in their bodies, and there are also some Nascent Soul-level monks.
But no matter what cultivation level these monks have, they are not flying in the air, but walking in the temple mountains and rivers with bare feet, but those with higher cultivation level walk faster.
"Dong...dong..."
At this moment, suddenly the ringing of bells came from the direction of the cliffs of the back mountain. The leisurely sound rolled in all directions and reached hundreds of miles away.
All the monks who heard the bell and had reached the level of elixir formation, whether they were on their way or chanting sutras and practicing, all had solemn expressions on their faces. They sat cross-legged on the spot and recited strange sutras in the direction of the mountain behind.
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The sky above the surrounding antique buildings lit up with pale white forbidden power at the same time, and traces of pale golden light points flew out of each person's body and poured into this white forbidden layer.
Golden light spots flowed along the restriction and converged towards the back mountain. After a while, the cliffs there lit up with a bright golden light, and then dimmed again.
Seeing this scene, these monks chanted the Buddha's name to the back mountain, then stood up and continued what they had to do before.
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Then in the bare valley under the cliff of the back mountain, three figures were standing. One of them, a fat monk with a fat head and big ears, was the abbot of Huatian Temple, Zhiyuan. As for the other two, they were Lu Kun and Hong Yuntian.
They were facing a cliff that was a hundred feet high and had a very smooth surface. The golden light on it slowly faded, revealing a huge cave that was dozens of feet wide.
"The Buddhist restrictions are really wonderful. They can be unlocked by everyone's spiritual consciousness. If they are attacked forcefully, they will probably have a headache in the early stage of becoming a god." Lu Kun looked at it and said with emotion.
Even Hong Yuntian on the side had a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Zhiyuan clasped his hands together and said: "Although there are no martial arts books here, it is also related to the secrets of Buddhism. The restrictions are naturally a bit cumbersome and have kept Pavilion Master Lu waiting for a long time."
As he spoke, Abbot Zhiyuan stepped forward and walked into the huge cave. At the same time, he said: "Last time I visited the Body Refining Pavilion, I wanted to invite Pavilion Master Lu to come, but I didn't expect that it has been delayed until now."
"Is this the secret you mentioned about Gigantopithecus brachii? Hey, they are all murals..."
Lu Kun showed some curiosity and looked at the scene in the cave.
This is an empty cave. There are various images carved on the surrounding walls. The mountain rocks are a kind of weapon refining material. Other than that, there seems to be nothing special here.
But when Lu Kun saw a mural, he suddenly looked stunned and said: "Hey, this mural is a giant ape?"
Hong Yuntian followed Lu Kun's gaze and found a bunch of apes and monsters painted on the wall. There were apes and monsters in human form, but they were all surrounded by three apes.
The most eye-catching thing among them is a huge ape with extremely thick arms and a strong body. Even through the murals, you can feel the fierce aura.
Next to him, stood an ape with beautiful features and a handsome appearance. Although this ape was smaller than Gigantopimabus, his expression was extremely proud, and he looked no less imposing than Gigantopimabus.
As for the third head, it was a long-faced horse monkey, slightly larger than the handsome ape. There was a cloud-like thing surrounding it, like water flow and some kind of spiritual light, which looked extremely mysterious.
Lu Kun's face was a little shocked. This mural was almost exactly the same as the one he saw in the Black Ape Cave in the mountains. He was thinking a lot. After a while, he asked: "How come you have this mural.
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Abbot Zhiyuan was not surprised that Lu Kun knew about the giant ape. He clasped his hands and said, "This was painted by the senior who founded Buddhism. Unfortunately, the original mural has long since disappeared. This was added by the senior Soul King Buddha."
"The founder of Buddhism!"
Lu Kun looked a little weird, pointed at the handsome monkey and said: "So, you also know the Lingming Stone Monkey."
Abbot Zhiyuan was stunned at first, and then said with a little excitement: "Pavilion Master Lu actually knows about the Lingming Stone Monkey!"
Hong Yuntian on the side looked at the monkey on the mural, and remembered that Lu Kun had introduced him to the origin of the Oath Mountain in the Body Refining Pavilion before, and the curiosity in his eyes became even more intense.
Lu Kun said slowly: "In addition to the Lingming Stone Monkey and the Great-branched Monkey, the third one above is the Red-necked Horse Monkey, and there is also a six-eared macaque that has not been painted on it. It is known as the Four Monkeys in the World."
"The four monkeys in the world... the only ones we Buddhists know about are the Lingming Stone Monkey and the Band-armed Monkey, and there are also two demonic apes with equally heaven-defying magical powers?"
Abbot Zhiyuan's eyes were a bit blank, as if he had never heard of the Four Monkeys. Hong Yuntian had the same expression. With his knowledge as an elder of the Yiyuan Sect, he had never heard of the Four Monkeys.
Seeing that Zhiyuan's expression didn't look like he was pretending, Lu Kun asked: "How did the Buddhists know about the Lingming Stone Monkey? Is it the senior who founded the Buddhists?"
"Excellent, Great Spirit King Buddha." Zhiyuan recited the Buddha's name.
"Master Lu, please come with me."
He said as he walked: "Actually, the murals here tell the origin of Buddhism. Most of them were left by the predecessors of Soul King Buddha, and some are clues found by other Buddhist disciples in various ancient ruins."
Following the monkey mural, several people walked to the other side. On the mural there was a young monk in ragged clothes with several ring scars on his head.
This monk has a dignified appearance, a handsome face, a compassionate expression, and his eyes seem to be open and closed. He is sitting cross-legged on a jade leaf, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
In front of him, there were five people sitting. These people were also in simple clothes and seemed to be living in extremely difficult circumstances. They were all listening, with their mouths slightly opening and closing, as if they were following the young monk's recitation of scriptures.
Abbot Zhiyuan said: "This is the senior who founded Buddhism, and it is the only mural that depicts his complete appearance. According to the time estimated by Senior Soul King Buddha, the scene in this painting is more than 100,000 years old.
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He sighed and said: "It's a pity that the legend of this senior is only passed down by word of mouth, and no one knows his name."
Lu Kun looked at the young monk and suddenly said: "Your Buddhist practice books or some scriptures must have been circulated."
Abbot Zhiyuan said: "According to our Buddhist records, the current Buddhist teachings, tracing back to their origins, were all passed down by this senior. However, his cultivation seems to have not yet reached the elixir-formation stage, and his spiritual consciousness cultivation is limited, so the jade slips can only be preserved.
Hundreds of years."
"The original originals have long since disappeared in the long river of history. Only these murals have resisted the passage of time..."
"And the Buddhist scriptures left by this senior are actually dedicated to cultivating the state of mind, and there is no real method of cultivation. The Buddhist practice has only been developed after tens of thousands of years of constant modification."
"In the early days of the First Demon War, Buddhism was at its peak. After the fusion of heaven and earth, Senior Soul King Buddha improved the Buddhist techniques, and it has developed to what it is now."
Having said this, Zhiyuan pointed to the second mural.
Lu Kun was slightly startled when he saw it. There was an old monk painted on it. From between his eyebrows, he could vaguely see the handsome young monk from before. At this time, he was lowering his head and drawing something on the ground with one hand.
In front of him, there was a handsome ape kneeling down in front of him, with a look of anxiety and sadness on his face.
"This scene is..."
Abbot Zhiyuan sighed softly: "According to the records in the classics, this senior's Buddhism has reached an extremely high level, but for some unknown reason, his cultivation has been stuck in the foundation building stage, and he has not even made a breakthrough in the connection elixir."
"This mural is the last moment of the death of the founder of Buddhism."