Chapter 944 Dengling Mountain Road

There was news in India that several old monks were very childish. The old monks in their nineties, Shimoti, had an appointment with two old friends to come together.

Two days later, accompanied by the four masters and the ancient Sanskrit authority, Ximoti and the other two old monks came to City B and met Ye Fan.

Even if medicine has made great progress, an old monk who can live to his 190s is still a miracle for ordinary people.

Simoti is energetic. Although he is old and unsightly, he is still walking vigorously, his body is very strong, and his words are like a copper bell ringing, with a metal trill.

The same is true of the two old people who are parallel to him. At first glance, they are about the same age. They are withered, their skin is yellow, their bones are thin, and their eye sockets are deep, but they are full of energy.

They put their hands together, saluted Ye Fan, and looked calm. These three people crossed three [hundred obiums covered the sky quickly to share with you] century, and tasted all kinds of things in the world, which can be called a eminent monk.

Ye Fan returned the gift and nodded secretly. The three of them were very extraordinary and had entered the secret land of the Taoist palace. It was natural to prolong Shouyuan.

At the other end of the starry sky, it was not until this age that he entered the secret place of the Taoist palace. It was really not worth mentioning, and it was barely a monk.

However, the earth is in the end of the Dharma era, and it is really not easy to have such cultivation. It can be said that these three people are already wizards.

Ye Ji asked them to sit down and stroke their right hands at will..." A few cups of tea cups soaked with elixir appeared out of thin air, which immediately surprised the three old monks.

Since they met this young man, they know that they have met a great master, and their cultivation is mostly comparable to that of the ancient masters.

Whether it was the three old monks, the four masters or the ancient Sanskrit authority, their faces were full of shocks when they took the elixir tea.

"The world has changed. In this era, there can still be such a natural material and earth treasure, which is really an abnormal number. This kind of hospitality is too much to bear."

They are all together and express their gratitude devoutly. This kind of elixir can be said to be the only one in life.

Ye Fan has a lot of things to ask. When he came straight to the point, he mentioned whether there are any ancient religion on the earth and where they are. He wants to understand the world of practice.

"In ancient times, there were many great sects, ancient schools, strong people like clouds, and there were many great powers, but now everything has changed." Simoti Road.

In ancient India, Buddhism was once at its peak, replacing Brahmanism. There were many sects, and the ancient temple was like rain, but it finally fell.

Today's Hinduism, derived from the Vedic and Brahmanism, is like a reincarnation and replaces Buddhism. Of course, the various sects are integrated with each other, and the Dharma coexists, and it is like a symbiosis.

Simonati said that in ancient times, if we did not talk about faith and magic alone, there were many sects. Among them, Vedicism has a far-reaching influence and is the predecessor of Brahmanism, and before Shakyamuni was a monk, he also practiced Brahmanism.

A Vedic Sutra runs through the process of the rise and fall of several religious, from Vedicism to Brahism, and then to Buddhism, it has completed a reincarnation, and now the Vedic Sutra is respected.

Simoti talked a lot and talked a lot about the ancient Taoism. He said that there were really a lot of inheritances at that time, just like flowers blooming, competing for beauty, and there were many strong people.

Later, everything fell, and his temple happened to experience a great disaster, lost most of the methods, was completely marginalized, and lost contact with the previous gates.

In today's era, even he doesn't know whether the gates still exist. He only knows a few people who know practice, but he thinks that the gates should still be there, but because they are in the end of the Dharma era, they are hidden and unknown.

Ye Fan is a little interested in the Vedic Sutra. He knows that this is definitely not the doctrine in the eyes of mortals today, and there must be a secret chapter of practice.

"What do you know about Middle-earth, such as Taoism, such as demons from Middle-earth, such as the bloodline of ancient demons and gods, etc." ...To be honest, he doesn't have much interest in ancient India, and he wants to know more about the various teachings in ancient China.

Xi Moti showed a solemn look and said, "The depth of Middle-earth is unfathomable, and we don't know much about it." ......

He is sincerely in awe of Middle-earth, does not know about Taoism, and has never met people of this religion. He said that the devil came out of Middle-earth, and he also heard it from his ancestors, which is not very understandable.

The only thing he had experienced was that he had seen a demon-like existence, which made him tremble. At a glance from a distance, he did not dare to approach and quickly retreated.

"Where did you see it?"

Simoti said a place name, and Ye Fan showed a different color. It turned out to be a battlefield in those years, and I don't know how many people have died.

During World War II, Simoti asceticed all the way to the east and saw a bloody light running through the sky in a battlefield, which was extremely horrible, and then as vast as a vast ocean.

"This demon is really good at choosing the right time." Ye Fan said to himself.

In the past, I don't know how many heroic souls have passed away. The whole land is full of bloody wind and rain, and a sad cloud is bleak. In this era of the end of the Dharma, it may be a rare opportunity for the great demon to advance, which is forged with blood and spirit.

"Did he take action?" Ye Fan asked.

"No, practitioners are not allowed to interfere in human affairs. This is the law set in ancient times. The world is respected and passed down from generation to generation. No one dares to violate it." Simoti Road.

Ye Fan nodded and didn't say anything, but he was thinking about how strong the demon god was.

From the perspective of Timothy in those years, it is impossible to see it wrong. It is bloody and powerful, which is amazing. At least it is also a master figure.

"It's very unusual. In this end of the Dharma era, there is such an ancient demon. It's really unexpected. I don't know where it is now." Ye Fan said to himself.

"Will this clan have anything to do with fake Pangbo?" He suddenly had such an association.

According to Simoti, the water in Middle-earth is very deep, and the demon god is just an example. He has also heard the senior monk say that he has encountered another terrible existence, but it is not very clear.

Finally, they went on their way and took the little stone Buddha to the Tibetan area to open a road to Lingshan.

Buddhism has been in decline in India, but it has flourished in Middle-earth. In the past, there were sitting Bodhisattvas who left their last words, and the Lingshan Mountain will move eastward. According to the speculation of several arhats in later generations, it should be in the Tibetan area.

Lingshan, the original Taoist temple of Buddhism, existed long before Sakyamuni unified the religion. At that time, the monks practiced the body and had great magic power.

Before Sakyamuni was established, the monks on the earth were scattered. Lingshan was the only place where they could be summoned. It was a mysterious ancient place.

"Unfortunately, after the last Bodhisattva and the ancient Buddha died, no one can open the road to Lingshan outside."

Simoti said that this little stone Buddha may be a key sacred object, which may be able to solve the mystery of the ages and find that the primitive Taoist field may still be alive!

Ye Fan did not take Xiaosong with him, but only temporarily took the small stone Buddha. The ancient Taoist Lingshan Mountain is not inferior to Xumi Mountain, which may be in terrible danger. He doesn't want the simple little guy to get involved in danger together.

The group walked in no man's land. It was quiet, the sky was blue, there were occasional clouds, and it was also white and flawless. Both the air and the scenery were very pure.

Perhaps this is the only pure land, but now there are human footprints everywhere, high-rise buildings, reinforced concrete cover the fragrance of flowers and plants, and lack of primitive and natural scenery.

Ye Fan held the small stone Buddha in his hand and supported it with great magic power to make it bloom with infinite light. Finally, several ancient characters in his body were manifested, and he himself was full of gold and blood.

These people are all trembling and extremely awe-inspiring. This kind of magician can hardly appear in the world, but now they have seen it with their own eyes.

Three old monks, including Simoti, said some Buddhist secret words and told Ye Fan that it was the old man who stayed, and maybe they could find Lingshan.

Ye Fan walked all the way. According to what they said, reciting the mantras silently, the little stone Buddha became more and more brilliant. The divine ring behind his head was completely materialized, bouncing on it, and a pair of Buddha's eyes seemed to open.

"The world is a little different. Look, some mountains suddenly appeared in front of me." A master was surprised.

This is a very strange scene. Many mountains appear on the horizon, which are extremely tall and towering into the sky. The pressure can't breathe, and the momentum is magnificent.

However, each one is very vague, looking down on the real thing, with a kind of ethereal, towering at the end of heaven and earth.

"There is a road, but it is intermittent..." Another master was moved and pointed forward.

This is an ancient road. I have never seen it before, but now it suddenly appears, leading to the depths of the distant mountains.

"This is... the road to Lingshan!" Simoti trembled all over, which was very inconsistent with the appearance of the Taoist monk, just because he was too excited.

Ye Fan recited those spells while blessing the small stone Buddha with great magic power. There was a vast Buddha power coming in the distance, and the fluctuation made people want to worship and surpass everything.

"It's really Lingshan!" Ye Fan's eyes are bright, which is no different from the instant feeling when he entered Tibet not long ago, but this time it is extremely long-lasting.

An ancient road winding down, and the group of them set foot on this road and moved forward step by step. It was very mysterious. There were many historical sites on the roadside, which did not look like a real world at all.

The mountains in the distance are too majestic. I don't know which area hidden in the real world. Ye Fan didn't find it when he crossed the Tibetan area last time, but now it is so oppressive.

"Ah, there is a corpse in front of me!" A senior teacher walked over quickly.

This road is very old, as if no one has passed it since ancient times. The rock is full of wind and frost of years. An old monk is covered with bones, and his whole body is yellow. He lies in front of him, and his life is cut off.

What they saw was not illusory. This was a real corpse. The tentacles were cold, and the monk's clothes were very old. They turned into ashes when they touched it gently with their hands.

"I have been dead for at least hundreds of years." A master.

There is a line of ancient characters engraved on the rock in front of him, like the last words. He hurriedly finished writing and wrote it in ancient Sanskrit.

Simoti looked carefully and said the general idea. This is a Taoist monk who is devoted to Buddha, but does not see Lingshan. Before sitting, Huiguang appeared in his heart. He found here all the way asceticism and saw the ancient road, but the longevity dried up.

Without delay, they continued on the road. Ye Fan supported the small stone Buddha and kept reciting spells. The ancient road was extended and passed through huge mountains that could not be seen in the world.

"A dilapidated temple!"

Soon after, they saw an ancient temple on a small scale, with only one stone hall, an old monk sitting in the middle. He also left a last words. The Xunling Mountain Road stopped here, and there was no hope in front of him.

"This is a great magician. His skin is a trace of pale gold, and he almost achieved the arhat fruit position." Several masters put their hands together and recited Sakyamuni Buddha.

Ye Fan stopped, and the ancient road ahead became more and more distant, as if there was no end. I don't know where it leads. Is this still on the earth? He thought about it.

The Buddha's fluctuation like the ocean is surging, and the vastness is boundless. Is the Lingshan Mountain, which is comparable to Mount Sumeru, really ahead? He doesn't know if he can enter the ancient dojo.

In the distance, the glow is bright and the auspicious atmosphere is steaming. There are three ancient characters in the ups and downs: ask for support, in the middle of the month, the second monthly ticket may be there, calling for the support of the emperors.

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