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Chapter 238: A Dragnet of Heaven and Earth, Treasures Everywhere

"Zengguang Buddha's hands and eyes are all-seeing. Everything is within his expectations." The thin monk with long ears hanging down to his shoulders and a bronze complexion spoke calmly.

"What a pity..." The fat monk shook his head and sighed, "Such a brave man may not be born in an era. Like Great Khan Solban, he is a well-deserved hero of the ages. But he will soon perish in this secret place and turn into dust. What a pity."

"What a pity." The thin monk smiled coldly, "It's not easy to offend Buddha and expect a good ending."

"That's true!" The fat monk looked determined and turned his gaze away from the battlefield.

"Since we have confirmed the news here, we should leave without delay to avoid any further complications." The thin monk urged.

"Okay!" the fat monk nodded.

He took one last look at the battlefield, then turned around and left with his junior fellow apprentice.

Deep in the Skull Plain, in an ancient temple with white walls and red tiles, incense smoke curled up, bells rang melodiously, and moss-covered ancient Buddha statues bathed in golden sunlight. The fat monk and the thin monk passed on the news they heard and saw to a burly iron-rod master outside the gate.

Master Iron Rod nodded slightly and talked to the two of them for a few words.

After confirming the news, he left in a hurry, following the ancient stone path in the temple, and came to the dark and gloomy main hall deep inside. In the main hall, a middle-aged monk with a red inner lining and a golden robe was sitting cross-legged, holding a wooden fish in his hand and chanting a mantra.

Master Iron Rod clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and looked at the middle-aged monk with eyes full of reverence.

He didn't make any sound, just remained in this position, waiting silently.

After the middle-aged monk finished reciting the complete set of "The Sutra of Life and Death" in a low voice, the Iron Rod Master coughed lightly. The middle-aged monk came back to his senses, and at this time the sun rose, and bright golden rays of sunlight pierced through the darkness in the hall and sprinkled on the monk's face.

His face was soft, with almost no pores on his skin. His eyes were dark blue, deep, and his eyelashes were long and fine. These features corresponded to the "32 characteristics" of the Buddha, plus the wise and holy aura of the monk.

This person is obviously a person with great magical powers who is already on the path to attaining Buddhahood.

This monk is the Zengguang Buddha.

He is also the current abbot of Wuxiang Zunfa Temple, one of the three major Tantric forces in the Skull Plain.

The blue eyes of the Augmented Buddha fell lightly on the Iron Rod Master, who seemed to be immersed in a warm blue sea. The Augmented Buddha's magical powers were boundless, and all the secrets in the Iron Rod Master's heart were revealed.

Master Tiebang's heart trembled slightly, but he did not dare to look away. He regarded this as a gift and presented everything in his heart to the Augmented Buddha without reservation.

"I understand." Master Iron Rod did not say a word, but Augmented Buddha already knew everything through his memory and mind.

"Then I will take my leave first." Master Iron Rod said respectfully.

He kept bowing and slowly backed away. When he came back into the sunlight, he found that there were wet marks on his back.

"Just as I guessed, you are extremely confident in your own strength. Even though you know the danger, you will not give up this opportunity." Zengguang Buddha gently put down the wooden fish in his hand, took a stick of incense from the mahogany table next to him, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of him.

"Since you are here, then stay here and don't leave." Zengguang Buddha said slowly.

The burning incense rose from the incense burner and gradually turned into a cloud of mist.

Boom!

A dull thunder exploded.

The Buddha statue in front of him, which was shrouded in darkness, suddenly moved and opened its eyes. Its majestic gaze was like two golden suns, falling on the Zengguang Buddha. The Buddha's gaze was blazing and bright, but the surrounding environment was shrouded in a darkness that seemed to be real.

Not to mention the sunlight just now, even the sculptures of Bodhisattvas, Arhats and other animals enshrined in the surroundings were swallowed up by the darkness and nothing could be seen clearly.

The Buddha statue in the center is extremely domineering.

Once it appears, it becomes the only one in this hall.

Sitting alone in the darkness, cross-legged, being stared at by the fierce Buddha statue, Zengguang Buddha did not show any fear or panic on his face, but remained peaceful.

"Master," he said slowly, clasping his arms together, and told the Buddha statue in detail what had happened recently. After a brief pause, Zeng Guang Buddha continued, "This time, I would like to trouble Master to personally use his magical powers to subdue this beast."

The statue enshrined in the Main Hall is not Tathagata, but another ancient Buddha.

His name is Kasyapa. He had broken through the limits of the heavens hundreds of years ago and left this homeland to search for the Pure Land in the depths of Changshengtian. Now that the echoes of Changshengtian are deepening and changes are constantly happening, the descendants of these ancient forces have begun to call on their ancestors to prepare for the next war.

"The battlefield this time is in the Dharma King Temple. There may be something in there that you may be interested in." Seeing that the ancient Buddha Kashyapa had not spoken, Zengguang Buddha was not panicked. He just spoke calmly and threw out more chips.

Two streams of white smoke came out of the Buddha's nostrils, and the expression on his face became more vivid.

Even a strange texture of flesh and blood emerged.

"Thirty years of incense and worship have led me back from the other side of the sea of ​​suffering." The ancient Buddha Kashyapa finally spoke, his voice was like thunder, and the whole hall was shaking.

“Okay!” Zengguang Buddha nodded.

"What about the White Pagoda Temple and the Hundred Buddha Temple? How do they plan to respond?" asked the ancient Buddha Kashyapa.

"The Hundred Buddha Temple will bring back some of the power of the Three-era Vidyaraja, and something has happened inside the White Pagoda Temple, so they have no time to take care of other things for the time being. However, they will also provide a number of precious resources including the Imperial Corpse Incense Offering." Zeng Guang Buddha replied calmly, "In addition, a ruler of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom will also make a move."

"The Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters?" The ancient Buddha Kasyapa was surprised. "The ruler of the Blue Flame Angry Lion Kingdom?" "No!" Zengguang Buddha shook his head and said, "It's the ruler of the Yellow Fanged Old Elephant Kingdom. I heard that he wants to avenge his brother."

"He is a master." Kasyapa Buddha pondered for a moment and said, "I might take this opportunity to convert him to Buddhism, which would be a good thing."

"Good, good." Zengguang Buddha smiled slightly.

Rumble!
There was another loud noise, and the ancient Buddha Kashyapa disappeared from the hall.

The sunlight shone in again, the darkness melted away, and the golden Buddha statue returned to its original state.

"Huh!" Zengguang Buddha breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed a difficult task, with a relaxed smile on his face. He raised his head calmly and looked at the sky. A fiery red sun hung high above the snow-capped mountains. He whispered, "I wonder how you will deal with this trap."

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On the other side, there is the front-line camp composed of the immortal sect and the aristocratic families.

The strength that Su Heng showed in pacifying the demonic tide was shocking, enough to threaten the entire camp, and many immortal sect elders felt helpless against the powerful beast, but it was easily solved. For a time, people were talking about it, and Su Heng's name soon spread throughout the battlefield.

As more and more information was dug out, these warriors were even more surprised and found it incredible.

During this time.

There are many high-ranking members of aristocratic families or immortal sects who have prepared gifts and want to visit.

Even if you can't make friends, at least you'll leave a good impression.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

Su Heng was practicing in seclusion, refining the flesh and blood of those strange beasts, accumulating attribute points, and preparing for the next possible battle. These people were all rejected and returned empty-handed. But even so, they did not dare to get angry.

Because Su Heng's strength has reached such a level, he is the dominant force in the Jiang-E area. Everyone needs to accommodate him, rather than him accommodating others.

This situation continued for a few days, and strange changes occurred again in the Dharma King Temple.

The originally broken secret realm was completely separated from Changshengtian and merged with reality, and many buildings in the Dharma King Temple were exposed on the battlefield. Not only practitioners of the Tiangui Realm, but even ordinary warriors can enter it, and if they are lucky, they will gain priceless gains.

Some people copied precious Taoist scriptures from the Dharma King Temple, and others picked precious medicines that could bring back the dead.

There are these real examples before us.

For a time, people were restless and more and more people entered regardless of the danger.

This ancient temple that disappeared for thousands of years is no longer a ghost town, but a gold mine waiting to be excavated.

Even the true disciples of the immortal sects and the direct descendants of the aristocratic families find it difficult to resist this unknown temptation, let alone those independent cultivators who were born in poverty.

Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle.

Anything dug out from the Dharma King Temple would be enough for decades of practice.

During this period, Ling Weizi also released news. The Dharma King Temple might be buried with a great terror from ancient times. Once it is revived, the consequences will be disastrous. Unfortunately, the effect is minimal. Some people think it is a conspiracy theory, and the Immortal Sect wants to monopolize the secret treasure.

Some others, even if they believe it to some extent, feel that they are blessed.

As long as you can gain something from the Dharma King Temple, leave early, so that disaster will not fall on your head.

Ling Weizi's dissuasion.

Not only did it fail to work, it even had a counterproductive effect.

Under this sense of urgency, the practitioners became even more crazy and expanded their exploration into the depths of the Dharma King Temple.

See this situation.

Ling Weizi was also powerless.

With a sigh, he simply gave up and waited quietly for what would happen next.

Just like that, two more days passed, and Su Heng finally finished his retreat and walked out of the temporary courtyard where he lived. In just a few days, his aura became more and more terrifying. With the blessing of the attribute panel, Su Heng's potential is simply endless.

As long as he had enough blood and food, Su Heng could feel his strength growing with almost every breath.

And there is no upper limit to this growth, the results are immediate.

This speed of strength improvement is simply incredible and incomprehensible. It is no wonder that some practitioners with keen perception feel fear after seeing Su Heng. They think that under his human skin, there is some kind of indescribable and terrible evil god hidden, and they can't help but tremble.

"It's about time." Su Heng narrowed his eyes and looked towards the Dharma King Temple, "It's time to move a little."

(End of this chapter)