The sword-swallowing monk had just chopped a hungry ghost as big as a hill from head to toe. It was as smooth as chopping sticks, and the two halves smashed to the ground.
He exerted so much force that he couldn't help but inhale, but unexpectedly he swallowed a large mouthful of sand.
What's going on? Just now it was a plain area with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Why is there so much wind and sand in the blink of an eye?
The fragrant sword monk vomited a few times, raised his head and was about to wave away the wind and sand in front of his eyes, when he suddenly saw a towering mountain right in front of him at the end of his gray field of vision.
"Lingshan"
Although I have never seen it before, my first thought when I saw this mountain was that it was Lingshan Mountain, a holy land of Buddhism.
He had clearly given up on going to Lingshan and was determined to kill the hungry ghosts of hell in the human world. Why did he go round and round and come to the realm of Lingshan again?
"Why!"
There was a sigh in my ears, and the old tea seller appeared again on the roadside.
"The guests are here for tea."
The sword-swallowing monk nodded without hesitation, "That's fine. I'm sweating from the killing and my mouth is thirsty."
He walked to the tea stall and without hesitation, he directly raised three full tea cups without even looking up.
“Good tea.”
The old tea seller asked him with a squinted smile, "You know tea too?"
"Anything that can quench thirst with sweetness is good tea."
The sword-swallowing monk wiped his mouth, took out the tea money, put it down, and waved his hand to the old tea seller, "I have something else to do. See you later."
The old man looked at his back and asked, "Are you going up the mountain? That road is not easy to walk."
"If you don't go up the mountain, go back to the human world and kill the hungry ghosts, and restore the world to peace."
The sword-swallowing monk waved his hands behind him without looking back, disappearing into the wind and sand.
The old man looked at his back and smiled, "I'm afraid I may not get what I want."
The sword-swallowing monk stopped. He had changed directions dozens of times. As a result, with every step he took, he was getting closer to Lingshan Mountain.
The outline of the huge mountain has grown visibly to the naked eye, but he is clearly walking with his back to Lingshan.
This was really evil, as if Lingshan was actively approaching him.
"The place of the heart is the spiritual mountain."
"Lingshan is right at your feet. This is the guidance of your heart. Why should you avoid it?"
The sword-swallowing monk was silent. This voice sounded in his ears, and he smiled happily.
Why did he resist Lingshan? In addition to caring about the world, he also had some vigilance and scruples.
As his cultivation level gradually increased, his inner understanding also became higher and higher, and he always felt that there seemed to be an invisible big hand pulling him in his life.
There is often a voice whispering in his ear, reminding him what to do and where to go.
He knew very well that he was a country boy with limited knowledge. Even though he was born with intelligence, as he traveled and saw many talented people, he also knew that this talent was nothing.
The reason why he is able to achieve what he is today as a sword-swallowing monk is because there are various forces pushing him step by step to get where he is today. He wants his family to be happy, but the hungry ghosts from hell slaughter the village.
He wanted to become a guardian of the human world, kill ghosts for the people, and cleanse everything, but he was sent to the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
He didn't want to go up the mountain, but with every step he took, he was getting closer to Lingshan Mountain.
The sword-swallowing monk felt like a trapped beast, with a collar around his neck and chains around his body, being dragged involuntarily.
"Lingshan, oh, Lingshan."
The sword-swallowing monk stopped where he was, silent for a long time, and then suddenly continued walking.
He let go of his obsession and no longer deliberately thought about staying away from Lingshan. Even the thought of Lingshan was wiped from his mind.
He walked quickly, stepping on the ground step by step. In his sight, the mountain gradually enlarged.
The wind roared loudly in his ears, and before he knew it, the clouds condensed under his feet, dragging him upward step by step.
"The sword-swallowing monk has arrived, the sword-swallowing monk has arrived."
On Lingshan Mountain, soon another monk saw the sword-swallowing monk appear and rushed to tell him.
The fat monk and other rising stars of his generation breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this, "We're finally here."
Among the young monks of this generation, only the sword-swallowing monk has not yet gone up the mountain, but now they have finally arrived.
After carefully counting, those who came early, such as Bing Xin Monk and others, have all been listed on the Tongtian Ranking. There are also those who died in subsequent battles and died on their own initiative. More than half of them have been lost. The remaining Fat Monk and others are all the result of the great waves.
"Sword-swallowing monk, you haven't come over yet."
The fat monk waved to him warmly. They were all of the same generation and young people, so they were naturally close to each other.
In addition, he was also familiar with it, so he immediately called the sword-swallowing monk to his side to prevent him from being impulsive and dying as soon as he climbed the mountain.
The sword-swallowing monk glanced at Lingshan, and his eyes swept across it. At this moment, in his mind, there was no Lingshan, and there was no mountain.
How to settle down when there is no mountain in your heart
He rises higher and higher, and will soon pass over the mountainside, pass by the Fat Monk and others, and fly towards the battlefield.
"Another Bingxin monk."
The fat monk stomped his feet and couldn't catch up, "Everyone is rushing to die, it's like a wooden fish head."
The other monks heard this and thought that this was too treasonous. Some things can only be thought about, but cannot be said clearly!
"Um"
The Bodhisattva standing on the ground saw the sword-swallowing monk flying towards him, and his eyes showed a smile, "here he comes."
Turning back time, there were two talented young men in the village, Li Gui and Li Ximan.
After many things, we meet again on the battlefield of Lingshan.
However, when old friends meet again, their faces are no longer the same as before.
"Sword Swallowing Monk, Lord Buddha has commanded that you can become another Bodhisattva in our Buddhist sect."
As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar. The immortals and gods gathered him, and it was reluctant to give him the status of Bodhisattva. But how could the sword-swallowing monk be so virtuous? He was granted the title of Bodhisattva as soon as he arrived at the battlefield in Lingshan. What did the many Arhats in Lingshan think?
What’s even more shocking is yet to come.
The Bodhisattva Lidi was willing to give it, but the Sword-Swallowing Monk was so bold that he refused on the spot.
"I'm sorry, I feel ashamed."
The sword-swallowing monk continued to fly upwards. It turned out that his target was not the battlefield, but somewhere higher and further away.
"Tongtian Bang."
Li Di Bodhisattva watched him pass by, his eyelids twitched twice, knowing the other person's purpose.
"What Lord Buddha said is true, you are the key chess piece of the Lord of Nine Heavens."
Li Gui and Li Ximan have always been the objects of competition between Buddhism and Jiuchongtian. Many forces are entangled with each other, and the camps are in chaos.
However, the original Kongxuan Shangxian accepted Li Gui as his disciple, and eventually became the Standing Bodhisattva.
Li Ximan, who was originally inclined towards Buddhism, what choice should he make now?
Around the Tongtian Bang, countless soldiers of the Five Emperors surrounded each other, constructing an impenetrable defense system.
In the past, Buddhism has been attacked many times, but it has never been able to get even half a step closer. On the contrary, it has added many more names to the list.
The sword-swallowing monk came from afar, and many of the warriors subconsciously thought that another one was here to die, and began to charge forward.
"Everyone, get out of the way, get out of the way."
Ruyi Tianjun gave the order, and everyone was shocked, but they still moved to both sides to make way.
The empty road is open and wide, leading all the way to Tongtian Bang, Ninth Heaven, and Lingshan. Many eyes are looking at this place.
Step by step, the sword-swallowing monk approached the Tongtian Bang without any obstruction, like a fluttering moth, falling into the red-hot furnace. His back was gradually submerged in the red fire-like light, flickering on and off.