Bone Taoist

Chapter 605 The Other Shore
"The soul left the body?"

Ye Zang looked at the Dharma Field with his Dharma Eyes, looking a little surprised. Amidst the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, the woman's soul was seen leaving her body and heading towards the Holy Mountain of Sumeru. In an instant, she disappeared without a trace, and Ye Zang's heavenly Dharma Eyes could not catch the soul.

To make the soul leave the body, this is a method used by Hedao monks.

Of all the people in the execution ground, only the old man was a practitioner. That kind of special scripture could forcibly extract the three souls and seven souls of a mortal, which was really rare.

"It seems that Xizhou also hides a lot of secrets..." Ye Zang squinted his eyes.

At least it's not as glamorous and carefree as the rumors outside say.

Ye Zang intended to find out, but in the end he did not act rashly. After all, this was someone else's territory, under the heel of an orthodox tradition.

In a small town a hundred miles away, the woman's sobs at the execution ground gradually became quieter.

Ye Zang took a deep breath, looked back, followed Jing Xingxuanji and others, and walked away.

The Holy Mountain of Xumi is ethereal, standing in the clouds and mist, as if it is leaving the earth.

As we get closer, there are fewer and fewer mortal cities and towns around us.

Instead, there are Buddhist temples surrounding each other, making pilgrimages to Mount Sumeru.

"I've met senior brother Jing Xing."

"Senior brother, go slow."

"Amitabha, I wish all donors good luck, good health, a happy mood, and full joy of Dharma."

The monks in these temples at the foot of the mountain can be said to be the outer disciples of the Mahavasa Pure Land.

This Holy Mountain of Sumeru is not something that any monk can climb up.

The Mahavasa Pure Land is extremely strict in granting disciples who inherit the Dharma. They must go through all kinds of difficulties and practice as hard as Jingxing for hundreds of years before they can enter the holy mountain.

……

At the foot of the mountain, along the mountain, a bluestone staircase leads to the top of the holy mountain.

There are many bright red exotic flowers growing here, blooming in the morning sun. They are so beautiful that people are mesmerized by them.

The breeze blows, forming ripples like a red ocean.

"A thousand years have passed since blooming and falling, and the flowers and leaves will never be seen again." Xuanji said softly, swinging her white cassock.

"Master Xuanji, is this the flower of the other side?" The third princess squatted down, picked a flower, sniffed it happily, and asked.

"The third princess's guess is correct." Xuanji nodded.

"Legend has it that the flower of the other shore is the flower of the underworld, blooming on the road of reincarnation. If someone reincarnates and refines this flower, it can awaken the memory of the past life. Can this rumor be true?" Ye Zang asked as if thinking.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you can find out once you try." Jing Xing turned around and looked at him with gentle eyes.

When Ye Zang heard this, his heart condensed.

"Fellow Taoist Jing Xing is joking. I am not a reincarnation person, so how can I recall my past life?" Ye Zang joked, spreading his hands.

Jing Xing's eyes were slightly lowered, and he said in a deep voice: "All living things are on the road of reincarnation. In just one encounter in this life, there will be many incense and connections in the previous life. Donors may wish to give it a try. You may or may not gain anything."

Hearing this, Ao Shang and others looked at each other.

The third princess was very excited and her face turned red. She tightly grasped the hand of Ji Lanshan, the divine son of the Ji family, and said with a smile: "Lanshan, according to what the master said, if we two can become a Taoist couple, we must have had a relationship in the previous life." A lot of disputes.”

Ji Lanshan felt helpless, but there was no displeasure on his face.

He doesn't believe in the Buddhist teachings. All reincarnation is nonsense. He, Ji Lanshan, only wants to live in this life.

"Try it, you won't lose a piece of meat." The third princess happily took a Bianhua flower and handed it to Ji Lanshan. Others also took a picture of a Bianhua flower with great interest, closed their eyes to refine it, and comprehended something.

Ao Shang seemed to be hesitant, squatted down and picked a Bianhua flower, and the refreshing fragrance entered his nose.

"Love is not cause and effect, destiny is destined to life and death. The flowers and leaves on the other side will never be seen, and we will know each other but not love each other. The love between men and women in my Buddhist sect is also a calamity. This flower can also make people survive the sea of ​​suffering, forget their worries, and make the Taoist mind more stable." Xuanji pinched the beads and said.

"Master Xuanji, are you a native of Xizhou?" Ao Chang asked while looking at the Bianhua flower without refining it.

Xuanji was silent for a few breaths and said attentively: "The poor nun is originally from southern Xinjiang. When he was young, his master took him back to Guanyin Temple and escaped into Buddhism."

"Reincarnation is just a beautiful lie. Instead of recalling the past life, it is better to take the current path." Ao Chang shook his head, waved his palm, and shattered the flower of the other side in his hand.

Pollen dissipates in the air like bright mist.

Hearing this, Xuanji said nothing more and looked at Ye Zang who was not far away.

Ye Zang was walking in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, looking around.

"Mysterious and quiet, it's like walking on the road of Huangquan, in the sea of ​​forgetfulness." Ye Zang thought to himself. His discerning eyes did not discover any restrictions hidden in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

Behind them, those who had refined the Bana Flower looked sometimes in pain and sometimes in joy, and their souls seemed to have crossed the sea of ​​past lives.

"Donor Ye, you seem to have a lot of things in your heart that you can't let go of. Why don't you try to let go of yourself."

This Bana flower is very old, at least tens of thousands of years old.

"It's just as the master said." Ye Zang smiled and did not refuse. He took the flowers from the other shore and put them into the Qiankun bag, saying: "But don't worry yet, let's talk about it later."

Among this group of people, only Ye Zang and Ao Shang did not immediately refine the other shore flower.

Everyone else stood there with their eyes closed, their souls empty.

After a few sticks of incense, they opened their eyes in despair, and they were lost for a long time before they realized what was happening.

"It's so magical, it's like I've really experienced a lifetime." Elder Lei's family said.

While everyone was chatting, they climbed up Mount Xumi.

Along the way, we saw many ancient Buddha statues and temples.

The rules of Mount Sumeru are strict, and those who can practice on the top of the mountain are either the Arhat Buddha who has attained enlightenment, or the disciples who are gifted and transcendent.

The heavy fog was blowing around me, and the climbing path was very long, as if I had entered the legendary fairyland.

The ancient Taoist bell rang on the top of the mountain.

"What a rich and pure spiritual energy." Ao Chang's spiritual consciousness said to Ye Zang.

"The spirit energy of the half-continent is certainly rich." Ye Zang squinted his eyes. Along the way, he was not idle, and found that the Buddha statues in various spiritual places were absorbing the local spiritual energy, and gathered it along the earth's veins to the Holy Mountain of Sumeru.

The spiritual energy here is so rich that it surpasses the Fairy Spirit Spring on Jackdaw Island. Practicing here is like making rapid progress.

"Our Central Continent dynasty has never been so domineering in this way of cutting off cultivation resources." Ao Chang concentrated his mind and responded with his spiritual consciousness.

"It's just like this. Over the endless years in Xizhou, only Guanyin Temple and Posuo Pure Land have existed. There is no room for other Taoist traditions to rise." Ye Zang said.

They walked for half a day before they reached the top of Mount Sumeru.

Everyone stopped.

Not far away, there is a magnificent temple, bathed in endless Buddha light, so transcendent that people can't help but worship.

(End of this chapter)