Chapter nine hundred and ninety-ninth holy furnace medicine
"let's go!"
Gu Sheng let out a long sigh, and the white unicorn passed through the mountains one after another. A little light came from the front, and the radiance of divinity filled the air.
The sacred flower is flying, turning into a rain of light, crystal clear. And there, there is an ancient Bodhi tree, with branches like horned dragons, stretching in all directions, and the leaves are green and undulating.
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-spaces of the past, present and future.
The fallen flowers are in a variety of colors, and the crystal flowers are falling and making a rustling sound, but they make the world more peaceful.
An ancient bodhi tree took root there, and a man who had emerged from the world sat cross-legged under the tree, blending in with all things and coexisting with the great road. He closed his eyes, and the bright flowers fell on him. He seemed to have never moved in a thousand lifetimes.
Yes, peaceful and detached.
"Dang~~~"
In the distant mountains, Buddhist bells are heard, dozens or hundreds of miles apart. They are deafening and enlightening, making people feel like they have been baptized, enlightened and enlightened, and everything about themselves is purified.
The ancient temple bell in the mountains, the Buddha under the Bodhi tree, all this is like a dream. There is not a single dust in this place. Sakyamuni is motionless. He cannot speak the Dharma but spreads it to the vast world.
"You are too late, Lingshan has been closed, and it will not be able to reappear in the world until the sea dries up."
There was a wave of waves, and the figure with closed eyes under the Bodhi tree whispered, as if talking to them across time and space. At this moment, the active Bai Qilin was also very quiet, and his little face was full of curiosity.
"The spiritual mountain has dried up and it is difficult to appear in the world..."
Sakyamuni remained motionless, as if he were sitting cross-legged in ancient times, or as if he was preaching in the future, with wisps of sacred waves overflowing, forming a divine wheel, making him look extraordinary, but the words he spoke were very formulaic and did not seem to be the same.
There is no intelligence.
"The end of the road to Lingshan? It's time to turn back and find the shore."
Under the ancient bodhi tree, Sakyamuni whispered in a low voice, his eyes still closed, his expression peaceful and tranquil? Every fallen flower was shining brightly, embodying the charm of the avenue.
The green ancient Bodhi tree is petrifying, and the man under the tree has also become a statue.
The falling flower fell? It fell to the ground as a stone flower, the fluctuations of life disappeared, and everything you saw became a stone sculpture? It was very different from before? This is the power of Buddhism.
"Hey! You old bald man likes to scare people? I'm just eyeing your big medicine. Who told you that you suppressed my predecessor back then?"
Gu Sheng was not fooled by him at all? The road ahead of Lingshan is indeed dangerous? But it is nothing to Gu Sheng, let alone carrying the white unicorn with him? Wherever the unicorn passes, the dangerous place is the spiritual place? As long as it is not
Life restricted area? There is no place that can stop them.
Bai Qilin received Gu Sheng's instructions and continued on the road. The terrain of Lingshan Dojo reacted immediately. The chaotic mist impacted, and the eight tribes including Yaksha, Asura, Gandharva, and Garuda emerged, which were also transformed into the divine light of Buddha nature.
At the same time, a unicorn pounced on this person.
But the chaotic mist was turned into nothing by Qilin's auspicious light before it even got close. As long as it was not an attack from a real entity, this method of using the power of heaven and earth was useless against a fairy like Qilin. It was equivalent to another method that was invulnerable to all methods.
.
Gu Sheng finally arrived at the Lingshan Dojo. On the cliff and next to the Buddhist altar, old monks were sitting one after another in a deathly tranquility.
There is no grass or tree, everything is withered, the spiritual springs and pools have dried up and bottomed out, and the large ancient bodhi trees have long withered and lost any life, as if no one has ever set foot there since ancient times.
There are ancient temples and temples in the ruined Lingshan Mountains, but there is not a single person, not a single Bodhisattva, not a single ancient Buddha, and no living being can be seen.
It was silent, and you could see pieces of Buddha treasures and great vessels. They were covered in dust, but there was no living person, and it was a deathly tranquility.
This Lingshan Mountain has long since withered. It is a dry land, lacking vitality. Everything has withered. The ancient temples are located in patches, silent and lifeless.
The sacred temples and ancient buildings are majestic and majestic, carrying the glory of Buddhism in ancient times. Too many past events have happened in the past.
It is a pity that the spiritual spring has dried up, the grass and trees have withered, and there is no prosperity in the past. There is only the vast wave of waves gestating in the mountains and buildings. This is the pure power of faith.
Gu Sheng drove Bai Qilin to search this ancient dojo. The rooms everywhere were a bit messy, and the Buddhists were in a hurry when they evacuated.
The Legendary Saint Soldier did not notice that the Buddhists took away all the most important things when they retreated, but some precious artifacts were not as ordinary as they should be.
"The Broken Holy Soldier, the Vaishya Sutra, is not too bad!"
Gu Sheng encountered some ancient scriptures and artifacts, most of which were of no use to him, but he kept them. The only two items of some value were a broken alms bowl, a holy weapon, and a broken scripture.
This "Vedas" is extremely ancient. Although it is not as good as the Great Emperor's Sutra, it is still considered to be an extremely outstanding category among the Quasi-Emperor's Sutra. Even Sakyamuni was deeply inspired by it.
"Finally found it!"
Gu Sheng searched for a long time and finally found a copper stove. It was almost rotten, but there was a strong aroma that made people feel like they were about to soar.
The incense burner suddenly shook violently when Gu Sheng approached, as if there was a creature inside that was frightened. Bai Qilin was originally ready to kick it, but was startled by the sudden movement and jumped back quickly.
"Saint Weapon Refining Treasure, it's a pity that all the gods inside are gone... Hey, it seems there is still some aura left, I can try to save it."
Gu Sheng reached out and grabbed the Holy Furnace in his hand. The divine patterns of the Holy Soldier were damaged, and the treasure energy contained the elixir. Even the gods had been basically wiped out after so many years. However, it was probably because Gu Sheng came early and still had some aura left.
, and this is the key to turning holy weapons into gods.
He still has a half-disabled Buddhist holy weapon with no gods in his hand. If the two pieces are combined to complement each other, he should be able to make a complete one.
The stove was mottled with patina, and the stove lid was shaking and clanking, as if it would be lifted off at any time.
More than 2,000 years ago, Gautama Buddha made medicine here, hoping to use the dragon veins of Lingshan as fire to slowly ripen a pot of medicine and leave it to future generations.
The elixir took an unimaginable amount of time. Until Sakyamuni left, and until the day when the Buddhist monks evacuated the monastery, the elixir was still in the process of being warmed and cured.
The great medicine of Buddhism has not yet been completed. If it is taken away by force, the replacement of the earth vein dragon fire will inevitably fail, or even explode and be destroyed. Therefore, the ancient monks and bodhisattvas can only seal it here, hoping to have the opportunity to get it in the future.
Gu Sheng then opened the copper furnace, and with a chirping sound, a green cloud suddenly shot up into the sky. It was very fast. Its speed was extraordinary. Unfortunately, Xiaobai was faster than it. With one step of Qilin, he came to the bottom of the green cloud.
Another little thing's way forward.
This pot of medicine is very special. What rises up into the sky is only a cloud of medicine, not the real body. Of course, this green cloud also has powerful medicinal properties, and it was gathered together by Gu Sheng and collected into a jade bottle.
"Gu Sheng Gu Sheng, I am awesome!"
Bai Qilin's milky voice echoed in Gu Sheng's mind. It held a small green tree and presented it to Gu Sheng like a treasure.
This is an elixir with a very special shape. It is not a round elixir, but shaped like a small bodhi tree, which can be as high as a palm, and its whole body is green and bright.