Bone Taoist

Chapter 609 Ancient Bodhi Tree
The Jinluan Palace is solemn and grand, covering a large area.

In front of the bright red threshold, which is spotless, there are two-headed lion statues standing majestic.

This is one of the three halls of the Pure Land, the Samantabhadra Hall.

When everyone walked here, their minds couldn't help but freeze inexplicably.

Ye Zang walked at the end of the team. The huge Jinluan Palace looked like a crawling giant beast against the twilight, giving people a full sense of oppression.

It was a tense feeling, as if the whole world was under the control of the Buddha, the master of the temple, which was intimidating.

woohoo-

Outside Puxian Hall, strong winds blew for no apparent reason, causing the fallen leaves to scatter and the spiritual power to ripple.

"Don't do any evil, do all the good, Amitabha..." Jing Xing clasped his hands together, his red cassock rustling, and he looked with gentle eyes.

The people in Zhongzhou Dao felt a little flustered.

Ye Zang also noticed a strange and inexplicable atmosphere. In the gloomy palace, it seemed like a beast was staring at him.

"Disciple Jing Xing, please see Samantabhadra Buddha!" ​​Jing Xing said with a sonorous voice as he saluted.

Ao Shang and others took a deep breath, looked solemn, and then saluted with Jing Xing.

Those Buddhas and Avalokitesvara in Xizhou lived for countless years.

But as we all know, even a real person in the ninth level of the Taoist platform only has a lifespan of five hundred thousand years.

But these Buddhas and Avalokitesvara have been famous in Xizhou since the end of ancient times. I don’t know what method they practiced to survive for such a long time.

After a few breaths, an old and majestic voice came from Puxian Hall.

"Enter……"

boom!
With a bang, the main hall suddenly opened to the inside, and strong wind blew into the courtyard inside the hall.

Ye Zang's face darkened slightly, and he looked at each other with Ao Shang and the others.

Then everyone followed Jing Xing and walked away.

In the courtyard of Puxian Hall, there is only one towering ancient Bodhi tree planted. Its thick roots are like a real dragon entrenched, and it is rippling with extremely rich spiritual energy. Every leaf trembles slightly, sending out a torrent of spiritual power.

Ye Zang cautiously used his Dharma Eye to observe and found that the roots under the ancient Bodhi tree were intricate and intricate, spreading deep into the earth's veins like a spider web. He didn't know how deep or far away they were.

"A natural innate spirit gathering formation." Ye Zang squinted his eyes.

This kind of innate spirit gathering array, even if it is placed in a place with poor spiritual energy like southern Xinjiang, can gather a perfect place of practice in just a few days.

It's just that other places are miserable.

"This Holy Mountain of Xumi is just a blood-sucking leech lying on the ground of Xizhou." Ye Zang thought casually in his heart.

By practicing here, even a Taoist with average talent can achieve great results.

The main hall was dark, with dim candlelight flickering.

Vaguely, everyone could see a huge golden Buddha statue standing, but no one could be seen.

The sunlight pours in through the mahogany windows from outside, and dust visible to the naked eye is floating. Against the backdrop of the golden Buddha statue, the entire hall appears to be solemn and ancient, giving people a strange atmosphere.

The Buddha statue is a hundred feet high, and the carving is lifelike, just like a real person, with hands clasped together and a solemn appearance.

The eyes of the Buddha statue are slightly lowered, as if looking down on all living beings, showing an expression of compassion.

Everyone came slowly and stood at the hundred-foot-tall Buddha statue, whose body looked like an insect.

"Disciple Jing Xing, please pay homage to the Holy Buddha." Jing Xing clasped his palms together and knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha statue.

"Xuanji, a disciple of Guanyin Temple, pays homage to Samantabhadra." Xuanji's eyes trembled, her face was serious, and she knelt down. Ao Shang and others bowed to the Buddha statue. They were not Buddhist disciples, so they naturally did not need to kneel down.

"Everything is business as usual during the grand festival and parade." An old and solemn voice came from inside the Samantabhadra Buddha statue.

"Disciple, please save me." Jing Xing lowered his eyes and responded gently.

"Now that you're here, let's take the little benefactors from Zhongzhou to practice under the bodhi tree for a night."

The old voice echoed in the hall.

From the beginning to the end, Ye Zang and others left the main hall without seeing the true face of the holy Buddha.

Ao Shang did not ask rashly.

Today they are just going through the motions as a courtesy. They, the juniors, are not qualified to sit down with such people and discuss the core issues of the relations between the two continents.

After all, they are just chess pieces, not people playing the chess game.

In the yard, a huge ancient Bodhi tree stands, its canopy blocking out the sun.

"It is said that I, the founder of Buddhism, attained enlightenment and meditated under the ancient Bodhi tree, transcended the cycle of life and death, and was free from the sufferings of the three worlds and six realms. Everyone, if you can practice here for one night, the benefits are not small." Jing Xing said to Ao Shang and others. He said with a gentle smile.

"Bodhi can enlighten you, and studying the divine channel technique here can also get twice the result with half the effort." Xuanji said, glancing at Ye Zang, and immediately avoided it.

"Master, the spirit energy here is really rich." Ji Lanshan squinted his eyes and said casually.

"Let's not waste time, this is a rare opportunity!"

The third princess smiled like a spring breeze. There were many stone futons under the ancient Bodhi tree. She walked over delicately, sat cross-legged on the futon, pinched out a dharma seal, absorbed the spirit energy, and began to practice.

The spiritual energy here is richer than that of the imperial palace. Perhaps it can only be compared to the ancient Bodhi tree next to the dragon veins of the Fengtian Dynasty.

Ji Lanshan smiled bitterly in his heart, walked over with a leisurely sigh, and sat down next to the third princess.

He did not close his eyes to practice, but directly took out a Ling Jian Taoist book and started studying it.

Ao Chang looked at Ye Zang and said with his spiritual consciousness: "Brother Ye, we were in the main hall just now, did you notice anything?"

"The Buddha statue is just a Dharmakaya condensed out of it. The so-called Buddha's true body is not here." Ye Zang's spiritual consciousness responded while walking towards the stone futon.

"Ever since I came to Xizhou and saw the 'Buddha Spirit Mother' Yuan Shen at the border, I have always felt flustered. This Xisuozhou has many secrets." Ao Shang said with a delicate mind and frowned.

"Princess Ao, I'm just here to watch the ceremony. After all, this is someone else's territory. Don't overstep it." Ye Zang reminded.

"In this great world, all kinds of darkness and disasters will follow one after another, so we must take precautions before they happen." Ao Shang frowned and covered his hands.

The two walked side by side and sat cross-legged on the futon under the ancient Bodhi tree.

The branches and leaves rustled in the breeze, and the emerald green ancient leaves fell. The texture on them was natural. At a glance, the spiritual energy contained inside was simply more majestic than Daze.

Ye Zang reached out and took it, as if he was holding a giant peak.

"Princess Ao, let's discuss this matter after we get out of Mount Xumi."

Ye Zang closed his palms, grabbed the Bodhi leaf to his chest, and silently recited the ancient breathing technique.

A bloody cloud hung on his forehead, Ye Zang's mind sank, and he entered a state of cultivation.

The huge and warm spiritual energy wandered in the divine veins, making Ye Zang's entire body feel comfortable.

Time flies, as if the sun sets and the sun rises in an instant.

The next day, morning dawned.

On the Holy Mountain of Sumeru, a bang of bells resounded through the sky, pulling Ye Zang out of his cultivation state.

(End of this chapter)