Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 375 Vedas

Although this Holy Spirit Stone Embryo has been taken away from the Nine Apertures psychic liquid, the remaining Holy Spirit Stone Embryo is still very useful.

This thing has reached the level of a saint and can be said to be solid and immortal. Even without any divine power, its solidity is amazing.

Yang Xingchen took him away. Since the children already have great saint-level battle armor, this thing should be used to win over the hearts of the sect.

Yang Xingchen did not stay in South America and wanted to travel around.

Mr. Yang Xingchen came to Tianzhu and, under the leadership of several Tianzhu masters, went to look for Lingshan.

A towering mountain soon appeared in the distance. This is a primitive new environment, with countless powerful birds and beasts, and their roars are like thunder.

Yang Xingchen originally wanted to use his own cultivation to force his way in with several masters.

But once you do this, the mysterious ancient road becomes blurred, as if it is disappearing, and you can only move forward on foot. It seems that the Buddha has set up some special formations here.

After traveling for more than a hundred miles, there was a sound of howling ghosts and wolves, and there were ruins and overgrown weeds everywhere.

The bright Buddha-nature here has disappeared, and instead exudes bursts of Yin Qi.

Ghosts appeared one after another. The old monks were tall and burly, exuding black energy, their eyes glowed with evil red light, and their faces were ferocious.

Obviously, these evil spirits were once eminent monks, but they had inner demons, lost their Buddha nature, and were left with only evil thoughts controlling their physical bodies.

"I wholeheartedly worship the Buddha but cannot see the spiritual mountain. I have been chasing the Buddha all my life but to no avail. So what's the point of worshiping the Buddha?"

"The Buddha is already dead, so what's the point of searching for him?"

A group of ghost-like old monks gathered around a few people and repeatedly uttered evil words.

It is obvious that these people have worshiped Buddha all their lives and are indeed on the way to find the spiritual mountain. The obsession in their hearts has turned into a boundless resentment, which gathers together and never disperses, forming evil ghosts.

Yang Xingchen casually drew out a blazing fire from the black gourd seed. This was the true fire of the sun, and there were nine-color flames. One after another, the old ghosts melted like ice and snow.

Their bodies and their souls were burned, and they let out shrill screams one after another.

What flowed out of their eyes was not tears but blood. They roared and struggled to rush over again and again.

Under Yang Xingchen's pressure, all this was in vain. They couldn't break through Yang Xingchen's protection at all.

"Let us say goodbye to these poor comrades." Tianzhu Master Simoti felt a little unbearable.

These masters stepped forward and chanted scriptures, hoping to eliminate their evil thoughts and send them to another place of rebirth.

The group of evil ghosts surrounding him quickly turned into a rain of light and disappeared into the void.

Continuing forward, there are bones one after another along the way, obviously they are enlightened monks who died on the road.

People who practice Buddhism often respect the Buddha too much, which makes their obsessions in their hearts too deep, so they become confused and have inner demons.

It is really sad that so many people who respect Buddha have searched here but died on the way to Lingshan.

Suddenly the road ahead was cut off, and a pitch-black abyss lay in front of him, blocking the way.

The road leading to Lingshan across the abyss can still be seen.

Yang Xingchen used a black gourd to lead a few people across.

A shrill scream came from the abyss, followed by a dense mass of ghosts rushing out.

Buddha seemed to enjoy suppressing all kinds of demons rather than killing them.

Countless demons were suppressed in this abyss. At this moment, they saw that the abyss seemed to have been opened. They howled and rushed outward, trying to tear apart all the people above the abyss.

Countless demons and ghosts were transformed by resentment. They were crying and howling in the black mist, and the demons were dancing wildly as they rushed down.

The black gourd shines with chaotic light, blocking the approach of these ghosts and monsters. One after another, the demons and monsters at the Immortal Level were transformed into pieces of nothingness by this black gourd.

Several huge white skeletons flashed out of the black mist, causing the entire abyss to boil.

Yang Xingchen shot out a few rays of divine light, and all the jade-white skeletons shattered and fell apart with a bang.

The falling pieces were being eaten by some evil spirits, it was so disgusting. Yang Xingchen shook the black gourd, and these evil spirits turned into ashes.

With Yang Xingchen's current strength, these Tianzhu masters are just cultivators of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. In the eyes of these Tianzhu masters, Yang Xingchen is a god.

He quickly crossed the abyss and set foot on the broken road.

An endless sea of ​​suffering appeared ahead, and the black gourd cut through the wind and waves in the sea of ​​suffering, heading towards the other shore.

The bitter sea leading to Lingshan is a black ocean. Every time a wave comes, it is like the heaven and earth rolling.

One after another, white bone claws and terrifying demons leaped out of the sea to pull the black gourd down.

Although they were melted into dust tens of meters away from the black gourd, the countless skeletons and monsters were still quite disgusting.

Along the way, no ghosts dared to jump out and cause trouble. The journey was calm and surprisingly smooth.

When we reached the other shore, we saw a huge mountain in front of us, towering into the sky and extremely vast.

Ahead is the ancient Lingshan Dojo.

A vast wave of Buddha-nature fluctuates one after another, and the radiance of divinity is permeating the air.

After passing through mountains one after another, we finally saw the wonderful scenery in the distance.

A divine flower like light is flying, an ancient bodhi tree has green leaves, and countless waves of great avenues are emanating.

Under the ancient tree, there was a man in his thirties, sitting there cross-legged, his whole body seemed to be blended with the void, and his body was in harmony with the Tao.

This is exactly what the Buddha looked like when he was enlightened in his youth.

Yang Xingchen walked forward step by step, and the bells in the distance rang long and deafening, as if he had experienced a baptism.

This legendary pinnacle of quasi-emperors, the new soul born from the corpse of Amitabha, is the Buddha.

The ripples of the avenue emanating from this figure formed one divine wheel after another.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange tree turned into stone, the flowers turned into stone flowers, and the man turned into a statue.

If Yang Xingchen had some enlightenment, he would comprehend a scripture "Vedas" in the charm of this avenue.

There was a sudden roar.

A huge wave of waves came, and even though Yang Xingchen was careful, he was still blown away.

Fortunately, before being thrown away, Yang Xingchen got the scripture.

The sky is blue, like blue crystal, extremely beautiful. A few white clouds floated by, as if within reach, and the air here was extremely fresh.

In just an instant, several people were thrown out of the spiritual mountain by the magic circle.

Yang Xingchen said goodbye to several Tianzhu masters.

He began to study the Vedas. There were no specific methods of practice in them, but spiritual revelations. This was the thinking of the predecessors and the path they had taken.

These scriptures were once circulated among mortals. This is also a way of inheritance. People with great wisdom may gain something from them.

(End of this chapter)