Chapter 945 See Sakyamuni
In the ancient clumsy mountain, a desolate breath came to their face. Ye Fan and others felt as if they had come to the ancient times and returned to the wilderness.
In the distance, I don't know that there are mountains as high as tens of thousands of feet, towering, old trees covering the sun, and inexplicable creatures. When it was closer, the eagle roared in the sky, and the beast roared at the rivers and mountains, like thunder, rumbling and shocking, shocking.
They don't know where they are. Looking around, it is a brand-new environment, like leaving the earth and entering a primitive world.
"Where the hell have we been?" The authority of ancient Sanskrit is a little breathless. He is not a monk. Even the sea of suffering has not really been activated. He is just a little more energetic than ordinary people, and he is nervous.
"We are mostly close to Lingshan, and we may be able to see the ancient Bodhisattvas and the Buddhas." A master.
An ancient road is at their feet, which is the only thing that makes them feel at ease. Through the previous trip, they can see some Buddhist deeds on the road after a period of time.
Even some ancient Sanskrit characters are carved by the great magician. They are blooming, condensing the Taoist rhyme, and calmly fable about the Taoist principles.
Ye Fan is very calm. There is nothing to say. Several superiors are different. They are extremely excited and watch carefully, hoping to understand the Dharma.
In order to speed up their progress, they wanted to cast spells to speed up the process, but they found that it was wrong. The ancient road was blurred and was about to disappear.
"If you are looking for Lingshan, you need to worship with piety, otherwise we can never get close. We can only move forward step by step." He recited the Buddha's name and asked the Buddha for forgiveness.
Ye Fan frowned. Are there really ancient Buddhas and ancient Bodhisattvas ahead? Once they walk forward, the ancient road will appear, which is very strange.
"This is what Dafa has to do. It's vast and unpredictable. Lingshan is really an extraordinary place!" In the end, after going out for a long time, he observed the clue that there was an inexplicable law of lines in operation.
After more than a hundred miles, there was a dilapidated place in front of me. There was a ruin beside the ancient road, and bursts of crying and howling came, which made people goose bumps. It was very * people.
A temple has become a desolate place, with broken walls and ruins and weeds. The Buddha's nature here has been lost, and some of them only bursts of yin are rushing towards them.
Crying and howling, it approached quickly, as fast as thunder and lightning, and rushed over in the blink of an eye, like a fierce ghost.
However, the small stone Buddha in Ye Fan's hand was blooming Buddha's light. The evil shadow did not dare to get too close. It suddenly left and right, and kept haunting in the four fields, which was incredible.
Simoti, the two old monks and the four masters have changed their colors. This speed is much faster than them, which is not what they can fight against. Fortunately, they are relieved to see Ye Fan's expression unchanged and a calm face.
"Wow!"
A cry like a baby exploded in their ears, and a gray shadow finally appeared. This was an old monk, dressed in a gray monk's robe, with a strong body, surrounded by black gas, fierce face and red eyes.
Moreover, there are some fine scales on his face, which are as red as blood, spreading to the neck, arms and other parts of the whole body. It is a little ferocious, not like a human being.
"Why did you do such a bad job, this mage?" The authority of ancient Sanskrit asked that he had not really stepped into the world of practice, and he could not see the depth of this person.
"This man has lost his true self, and now it is just a bad idea to support the body, or he is dead." An old monk opened his mouth.
"It's a pity that this person's realm is far higher than us. Why are we lost here?" A master was shocked.
"Are you also looking for Lingshan? I hate it." The red-eyed old monk was surrounded by black air, like a fierce ghost. He said in a sad voice, "I am devoted to the Buddha, but I don't see Lingshan. I will pursue it for nine lives but in the end to no avail. What's the point of
Everyone suddenly understood that he had such a magic body with endless resentment. It was pitiful and lamentable that he had abandoned the Buddha.
"The Buddha is dead. What else are you looking for? What else can you do if you go up to the illusory Lingshan Mountain? I'll save you." The old monk in gray was dripping blood and tears, shouting and rushing over.
People sighed in their hearts that this man's life of worshiping the Buddha was empty in the end. He died on the way to find the Buddha, which turned into boundless resentment and gathered and did not disperse.
When he raised his hand, a bowl appeared, like a purple and gold sky pressing down, shining everyone below, covering the sky and the earth, and bursting out. In addition to the ancient road under his feet, the land of the four fields quickly collapsed, the wind was angry, and the trees were uprooted.
Several masters changed color. This power is far better than them and can't be stopped at all. If Ye Fan hadn't been here, they believed that this blow would make everyone turn to ashes.
"lao lao"
Ye Fan raised his hand a little, and a golden finger against the bowl, easily penetrated and cracked. A piece of broken light appeared in the sky. The demonized old monk shouted and flew backwards and smashed into an ancient temple.
"Ah" with a sad cry, the old monk's face was ferocious, with tusks in his mouth, blood dripping in his eyes, roaring and rushing over again.
Ye Fan raised his hand and pressed forward, like a golden millstone, pressing it on the ground and unable to move. This is the embodiment of the great magic.
Beside, several masters were shocked. In their opinion, this is an indelible magic, but it was easily suppressed by such an easy way.
Ye Fan sighed gently and did not crush him to pieces. In a sense, he was a poor person. He believed in his whole life, but in the end, he became empty. He died, and there was only a mouthful of resentment.
"Please let us see him off." Xi Moti couldn't bear it and came forward to salute with his hands together.
Ye Fan nodded and said nothing. Several superiors came forward, all of them sat next to the demon monk, recited the scriptures, wanted to dissipate the evil spirit, and sent him to life "Nan Wu Amitabha night, Dodaga night, Dodi night, Ami Duva"
After a while, the old monk who was pressed under Ye Fan's golden hands ran out of black air all over his body, and the bloody scales all over his body disappeared, and the look on his face gradually calmed down.
Finally, Ye Fan raised his hand. The old monk turned into a holy light and sat up, read Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, and became a light rain and disappeared, dissipating his resentment.
"Our generation of monks worship the Buddha too much, so that the obsession is too deep to see the true Buddha, so it is not his fault to have such an end." A master recited the Dharma Sutra.
They continued to go on the road. The ancient road leading to Lingshan was full of bones along the way. Along the way, hundreds of them were sent down. There was nothing else. They were all Taoist monks.
This has to make people sigh that people who worship Buddha can only find here, but they can only die halfway, not close to Lingshan, which is really sad.
Suddenly, the ancient road was broken, and a dark abyss crossed the front, blocking the way, and the road to Lingshan was still faintly visible on the opposite side.
"Is this a test?" Ye Fan asked.
"No, this is because the secret words we have obtained from our ancestors are not complete, so there will be a broken road. Now it seems that we can only cross the road by ourselves." An old monk.
In this process, Ye Fan always recited the mantra and supported the small stone Buddha with his own power, so that the ancient road could not spread forward. At this time, it was finally blocked.
"All right, let's cross over." Ye Fan wants to enter the Lingshan Taoist temple to have a look. Since the fluctuation is not lower than that of Xumi Mountain, there must be a shocking ancient Taoist temple.
"Teach...,..."
Suddenly, a sad cry came. The abyss was dark and foggy, and there were ghosts crying. Among them, there were all kinds of demons and monsters struggling in it, trying to rush out.
"This is a chaotic demon abyss, which is the demons that have been suppressed and cut off by Sakyamuni before becoming a Taoist, and many of them have been filled into this abyss." Timothy said in shock.
This abyss can't fly over. It condenses the murderous spirit of countless demons and turns into a killing scene. You can only cross the past step by step by yourself.
"Really? Let me also take a look at what the demons that Sakyamuni Buddha has cut like." Ye Fan said that his body was full of golden light, covering several people, walking above the abyss, stepping on the evil spirits rushing up one after another.
The demons dance wildly!
Countless demons and demons are turned into resentment and go up to the sky. Although they have not had the power of their lives, they are also extremely horrible, crying and rushing.
"Rumble"
Ye Fan's body was full of thunder and lightning, and the golden sanctuary was opened. He crossed hell like a god and walked above, and in the process, he really saw several powerful characters.
"Bun"
A master-level demon was turned into a black light by his thumb, turned into nothingness, and repelled an evil spirit. Then when a huge white skeleton appeared, the whole chaotic demon abyss suddenly boiled.
"Demons with bones!"
Ye Fan's eyes were exposed. This was too rare. His strength was extremely strong, and the skeleton was hard to take a blow from him and fought with him.
He was as fast as lightning, dragons and tigers jumped, apes leaped and snakes, and made heavy hands in a row. He hit a total of 18 blows, and smashed the snow-white skeleton with a bang.
Next to him, several Indian monks were all frightened. For a long time, one of them said, "If I'm not mistaken, this skeleton is a guardian Vajra of my Buddhism. He has fallen into the devil's way, and his bones are immortal. How can he... be smashed like this!"
They can't understand that the Buddhist Dharma King Kong is not bad, and it is difficult to hurt his body even if he dies. How powerful is the young man in front of him? Super Buddha in the flesh!
The chaotic demon abyss is really a dangerous place. From time to time, demons and monsters rush out. They are bound here and want to bury the survivors, which is difficult for ordinary people to pass through.
Several masters all know that how many people have to die in the world, and it is impossible to break through. The evil spirits in it are all made after the death of the ancient great gods.
However, Ye Fan's combat power was amazing. Although he encountered several fierce battles, he won and killed all the way.
The strength he showed is close to a god in the eyes of several people, constantly [town] suppressing all kinds of demons, invincible, and no one can stop it.
In the end, Ye Fan passed the chaotic abyss, successfully stepped on the broken road, and moved forward again.
"Boom"
The waves soared into the sky, hitting high into the sky, a vast expanse. This is a vast sea, which blocks their way. The sound of waves is deafening, which makes people suspicious in their dreams.
I don't know how many miles they have gone out. They actually came to such a place. The ancient road was blocked, and there was an endless ocean in front of them.
"How is that possible? Have we gone out of the Tibetan area?" The authority of ancient Sanskrit was in a daze.
"This is a sea of suffering. If you want to get close to Lingshan, you must spend it. This may be the [real] earth, and what we usually see may be only part of it. An old monk.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore. Do we still have to cross it?" Another old monk opened his mouth.
"If you don't see Lingshan, don't look back." Ye Fan whispered.
Several people have seen his great magic power. Seeing him speak like this, it naturally represents their common decision, and they must continue to move forward.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand a little, and a copper warship appeared in the void, allowing several people to get on board, slowly across the sea of suffering and marched to the other shore.
"Poison"
The waves beat the shore, and the waves washed the sky. The black ocean was frightening. Every surge seemed to turn the heaven and earth over, and there were creatures roaring in the sea.
Shadowy, they were shocked. After hundreds of miles, dense white bone claws protruded out of the sea, and more terrible demons rushed up and hit the warships in the sky. It is much more terrifying than the chaotic demon abyss. Among them, there are incomparable evil spirits, exuding a huge atmosphere!
Ye Fan took out a copper lamp, and hung the human ghost face on the bow of the boat. In an instant, the wind was calm, and all the demons and monsters disappeared and no longer made waves.
This is the copper lamp picked from the ancient star. It was left by Sakyamuni for the fierce ghost of the Holy Body. It is a strange secret treasure, which burns the fat of the ancient saints.
Everyone was shocked. This sea of suffering is absolutely terrible. If it passes normally, I'm afraid that even the golden arhat will die. I never thought that just because of the existence of a bronze lamp, the next smooth sailing will be smooth.
The black sea of bitterness is turbulent, and there is no trace of crisis, but you can feel that there are extremely horrible demons swimming under the sea, peeping at the top from time to time, but they dare not approach.
This copper lamp is blue and bright, the shape is lifelike, the person is close to the road, the ghost face is ferocious, the tongue is the wick, the flames beat, and the ancient charms are burned out one by one, wrapping the whole copper boat.
Moreover, a dry little old man appeared, squatting in the bow of the boat, laughing strangely at several people, and the indescribable evil made several Indian masters feel hairy.
Ye Fan is not the first time to see him, so his expression has not changed. I have to say that this copper lamp has divine power and can [suppress] all evil spirits.
Nine days later, no demon jumped out along the way, and even the whole sea of suffering calmed down and was feared by it.
Nine days later, they landed on the other side and looked forward. A mountain tens of thousands of feet high towered into the clouds, which was extremely magnificent.
"Lingshan, we are about to arrive at the ancient Lingshan Taoist temple!" Several old monks were extremely excited.
Ye Fan didn't say a word. He felt a kind of vastness. The fluctuation of Buddha's nature was fluctuating. He knew that it was really close to the legendary Lingshan.
"Oh, that's..."
A day later, they walked through one mountain after another, and there was a little light in front of them, and the divine light was permeated.
Ye Fan was also shocked. He cultivated the eye of heaven. Xi Yuan, who could naturally see, had already seen the wonders on the horizon.
The gods are flying, turning into a light rain, crystal clear and brilliant.
And there, there is an ancient bodhi tree, with branches like dragons, stretching in all directions, green leaves, and the fluctuation of the road.
Under the ancient tree, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting cross-section, spotless, and his body is imprinted in the void, blending with the road, as if he was born in the three time and space of ancient and modern times.
"Sakyamuni Buddha!" After Timothy and others saw it clearly, their heads suddenly became big and almost exploded, and they all knelt down at the first time.
Ye Fan was also surprised. This person's appearance is really special, exactly the same as the statue of Sakyamuni Buddha in the temple. At this time, he is integrated with the road!