Chapter 407 The World of Ten Thousand Buddhas (Please subscribe! Please recommend! Please vote!)
“So, it’s too late for you to start developing a sect now. Instead of starting a sect, you might as well seize the time to improve yourself. With your cultivation, find a way to leave this world, otherwise you will die or not be alive when the time comes. As for the power of luck, you can completely plunder it. You are also luck. This is what I transformed from a branch. In addition to its endless vitality, the island can also carry all luck. When faced with the luck seal of any sect, this island can instantly swallow it up and plunder it directly!"
Zhang Qian's eyes flashed, and he understood something! Well, the island behind the crack was transformed from a trunk of the World Tree, and the World Tree is the true origin of the world. The island formed from its trunk fragments can naturally carry luck, and it is easy to swallow and plunder!
Hearing what World Tree said, Zhang Qian gave up his thoughts of establishing a sect. Since he could use the island behind the crack to forcibly plunder the luck seals of other sects, why would he bother to do that? What to do?
While Zhang Qian was talking to World Tree, Li Qingque and others had already used their spiritual consciousness to explore the island behind the crack. The island was about a thousand miles in size and could barely be regarded as a giant island.
"Let's go in, there's no danger here!"
With a greeting, Zhang Qiandang flew into the crack first.
“What a rich vitality!”
As soon as he entered the crack, Zhang Qian felt the majestic vitality, which made his whole body feel comfortable.
Brush!
Everyone entered the crack one after another, and then flew towards the island in the void.
After a while, everyone came to the edge of the island. Through the large formation covering the island, the scene on the island was clearly visible.
After so many years of evolution, apart from the whole tree trunk below, the top of the island has completely turned into the earth, and there are also beautiful mountains and rivers.
Several small rivers containing rich spiritual energy meander on the island and flow into a lake in the center of the island.
There is a very gentle mountain next to this lake, which is covered with dense exotic flowers and plants.
Most of these flowers and plants are extinct long ago or only exist in classics, but they are growing densely here.
Zhang Qian even saw a twisting old tree on the top of the mountain!
The ancient tree is clearly a bodhi tree. The entire trunk of the ancient tree is golden, as if it were made of gold. The leaves are golden green, and there are many bodhi seeds swaying among the leaves.
Looking at this ancient bodhi tree, Zhang Qian felt inexplicably calm and felt countless insights coming to his heart.
“This...this bodhi tree is actually an acquired spiritual root, and it can also help people to realize the Tao!”
After thinking about it for a moment, Zhang Qian understood the wonderful use of this acquired spiritual root during Bodhi.
“No, what is that!”
At this moment, Zhang Qian suddenly saw a vague temple with red tiles and white walls behind the golden bodhi tree!
"World Tree, can you open this formation?"
Zhang Qian's heart sank slightly when he saw the temple. He was afraid that this island had an owner, so he tried Testing the formation in front of him, he found that the formation covering the island was extremely solid, and it was impossible to break it even with the Ten Earth Demon God Shuttle.
"It's easy!"
The island itself is a trunk fragment of World Tree, and the formation is also a natural transformation of the island. It is not difficult for World Tree to open this formation.
Brush!
The next moment, a portal appeared in the formation, and extremely rich innate spiritual energy poured out from behind the portal. The appearance of the innate spiritual energy made Xiao Huanglong extremely excited, and he flew into the portal with a swish. middle.
“Watch out!”
Zhang Qian hurriedly followed. When he set foot on the island, he looked up and saw that there were extremely old and rare treasure medicines everywhere. Zhang Qian didn't pay much attention to these rare treasure medicines. He even paid attention to an innate spiritual vein contained under the island. He didn't pay much attention, and he flew straight towards the mountain in the center of the island.
He wanted to see the origin of the temple on the top of the mountain. It was obvious that someone had discovered the fairy island behind the crack before him, and also used this fairy island as his dojo. Temples were built.
The three women did not lag behind and followed Zhang Gan. After a while, everyone arrived at the foot of the mountain. Only then did Zhang Gan see a stone path leading to the top of the mountain.
Following the stone path, Zhang Qian directly explored his spiritual consciousness and began to explore the entire mountain, especially the temple on the top of the mountain.
"No one? Is it deserted?"
During the exploration with his spiritual consciousness, Zhang Qian did not find any breath. With doubts, everyone turned around three times and came to the top of the mountain. The crown of the Bodhi tree was opened. , there is an extremely ancient temple below.
The red tiles of the temple are covered with green moss, and even the two wooden doors of the temple have sprouts growing due to the influence of the vitality of the island.
Above the two doors is a plaque.
“Amitabha!”
The four big characters on the plaque made Zhang Qian horrified!
Of all the people present, including World Tree, only Zhang Qian knew these four words. This is the prehistoric Taoist text!
“Impossible!”
An unspeakable feeling surged into Zhang Qian’s heart. He was extremely excited, deeply shocked, and even worried.
“How come the Tao Wen of the prehistoric world appeared? Has anyone else been to this world besides me?”
Thousands of questions came to his mind. Zhang Qian couldn't care about anything else and suddenly opened the temple door.
Squeak...!
A harsh sound sounded, and after the door opened, the scene inside the temple appeared in front of everyone.
The inside is spotless, very clean, with only a futon and a cloud bed, and a bald monk sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed.
This monk is smiling, wearing gorgeous cassocks, sitting there cross-legged, lifelike, as if he is entering meditation!
"This...!"
Zhang Qian carefully scanned with his consciousness and found that the monk had no life left, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
“Dead!”
Stepping up to the monk, Zhang Qian was surprised to find that the monk had been dead for who knows how many years, and there was no trace of his physical body left behind. There were signs of decay, and there was a faint golden light flowing under his skin.
The monk placed his hands in a mudra on his legs, holding a golden book between his hands.
With a slight twitch, he took the golden book over and everyone came over curiously to look at it.
“Hey, it’s not the ancient Taoism anymore!”
The words on the golden book are not the ancient Taoism, but the ancient Taoism of this world, which everyone can understand.
For some reason, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the golden book did not contain prehistoric Taoist texts.
Opening the golden book, Zhang Qian glanced at him and said softly: "I came from the great realm of ten thousand Buddhas. Following the decree of my Buddha, I traveled to the heavens, spread the Mahayana, and opened a relic sect in this realm, which is vast. I teach Buddhism, but in the last years of ancient times, The ancient emperor has come, and there is no hope for this world. In the disaster, all the sects have been wiped out, and they are seriously injured and dying. This world is sealed, and there is no way to return. They are lingering here. It is destined that future generations will see my golden book, and they will transcend quickly, absolutely! ”
There were not many words on the golden book, it only explained the origin of the monk. When Zhang Qian finished reading, everyone was shocked.
(End of this chapter)