Great Transcendence

Chapter 268 All Buddhas Nirvana
This ancient road twists and turns, passing through huge mountains that cannot be seen in the world.

Along the way, Lin Yi and the others saw many dilapidated ancient temples and sitting monks.

Only those monks with great supernatural powers can set foot on the Lingshan Road, but it is difficult to reach the pure land of Buddhism in the end.

Walking in the ancient mountains, Lin Yi and the others felt as if they had returned to the wild land in the ancient times, and the desolate atmosphere rushed towards them.

In the distance, there are mountains that are tens of thousands of feet high, towering one after another, with old trees covering the sun, eagles hitting the sky, and beasts roaring at rivers and mountains.

"We are probably close to Lingshan, and we may be able to see the ancient Bodhisattvas and the holy Buddhas of the heavens."

An old monk said expectantly.

The ancient road continued to extend under their feet, and some relics of the predecessors could be seen on the road every once in a while.

"Wow!"

A loud cry like a baby's cry came from the ruins in front, and it made people's skin crawl when they heard it, it was very scary.

A gray shadow swooped out from it, as fast as lightning, like a deadly ghost.

The small stone Buddha in Lin Yi's hand radiated a strong Buddha's light, and the evil shadow didn't dare to get too close, and it kept appearing and disappearing around from left to right, at an incredible speed.

The faces of the three old monks all changed color, this speed has exceeded the limit they can handle.

"It's okay."

Lin Yi said calmly, raised his right hand, and pressed it forward.

On the palm of the white as jade hand, the five fingers are slender and strong, and the palm is dim, as if the world has shrunk in it, and it will fall at any time, and the universe will be shattered!

Gray Shadow was suppressed by Lin Yi's palm, and suddenly showed Lushan's true colors.

This is an old monk, wearing a gray monk's robe, with a burly figure, surrounded by black air, with a fierce face and red eyes.

"Are you also looking for Lingshan, I hate..."

The red-eyed old monk had a serious tone, black air lingered all over his body, blood and tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, and he looked like a ghost. If so, what's the point of paying homage to the Buddha?"

Shimati, the leader of the three old monks, couldn't bear it anymore. He clasped his palms together and saluted, begging, "Please let us save him."

Lin Yi nodded and didn't say much.

Three old monks stepped forward and sat cross-legged beside the demon monk, chanting sutras, trying to dispel all evil spirits and send him to his death.

"Namo Amitabha Ye, Dota Gado Ye, Dodi Yeta, Amiritupa Vivi..."

Not long after, the black energy all over the demon monk's body disappeared, the bloody scales all over his body also disappeared, and the expression on his face gradually became peaceful.

At the end, he chanted "Namo Amitabha Buddha" and disappeared into a rain of light, dissipating all grievances.

Lin Yi and his party continued to move forward. There were many dead bones along the ancient road leading to Lingshan. Along the way, there were no less than hundreds of them, all of whom were eminent monks.

This has to make people lament that people who worship Buddha can find this place, but they can only die halfway, and they can't get close to Lingshan. It's really sad.

Suddenly, the ancient road was broken, and a dark abyss lay ahead, blocking the way.

An old monk explained: "The secret language we got from our ancestors is not complete, so there is a disconnection. Now it seems that only by crossing the past can we connect the disconnection."

"Ow..."

At this time, a shrill cry came from the abyss, as if there were all kinds of ghosts and ghosts struggling in it, trying to rush out.

"Certainly."

A golden bridge spans the sky, under the bridge there is a rotating Taiji diagram, which fixes the ground, water, wind and fire, and suppresses all dharmas in the sky.

Lin Yi led the three old monks forward together, and sometimes a powerful demon broke through the suppression of the Taiji Golden Bridge, and was blown away by him with the sky-shaking seal.

After continuing the disconnection, the four moved forward again.

"boom!"

The waves soared to the sky, hitting the sky high, and there was a vast expanse.

This is a vast sea, which once again blocked the way of Lin Yi and his party.

"This is a sea of ​​bitterness. If you want to get close to Lingshan, you must cross it." An old monk said.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, if we turn our heads and see the shore, shall we cross it?" Another old monk asked.

"The boundless sea of ​​bitterness is like a boat. If you don't see Lingshan, don't look back."

As Lin Yi said, he stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Wuji Dao Wheel behind his head turned into a small boat and landed on the sea of ​​suffering.

He boarded the boat and waited for the decision of the three old monks.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The three old monks proclaimed the Buddha together, and then they all boarded the boat.

The Wuji Taoist Boat slowly rowed across the boundless sea of ​​suffering, heading towards the other shore.

"boom!"

The turbulent waves hit the shore, the angry waves washed the sky, and the black ocean made people frightened, and every surge seemed to turn the world upside down.

Surprisingly, there are creatures in the sea, roaring towards them, shadowy and indistinct, which surprises people.

After traveling for hundreds of miles, dense white bone claws protruded from the sea, and there were even unfathomable evil spirits among them, exuding a monstrous aura!
A chaotic cloud flew out from Lin Yi's Niwan Palace, and streams of green rays of light fell down. The rays of light converged and turned into a magic lamp.

In an instant, the black sea of ​​bitterness was calm, and all the demons and ghosts disappeared, and no longer caused troubles.

Although there are still extremely terrifying monsters peeping above the sea surface, they dare not approach.

The magic lamp originated from the treasure of the Great Sage in Kunlun Mountains, but it is actually just a cover. What really works is the green glow from the source of all things.

Nine days later, the four of Lin Yi landed on the other side, and looking forward, a mountain tens of thousands of feet high towered above the clouds, which was incomparably spectacular.

"Lingshan, we are almost at the ancient Lingshan dojo!"

The three old monks were extremely excited.

A day later, they passed through one mountain after another, and there was a little light in front of them, and the radiance of divinity was pervasive.

The divine flower is flying, turning into a rain of light, crystal clear and brilliant.

There grew an ancient Bodhi tree with branches like a horned dragon, stretching in all directions. The leaves were verdant and green, and there were fluctuations of the avenue.

Under the ancient tree, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting cross-legged, spotless, blending with all things, and co-existing with the Dao.

"Sakyamuni Buddha!"

The three of Ximati bowed down immediately.The three old monks kowtowed excitedly, chanting the Buddha's name and touching the ground with their heads.

The falling flowers are colorful, and the crystal flowers are falling, making a "rustling" sound, but it sets off the world more peacefully.

An ancient bodhi tree took root there, and a man who had left the world sat cross-legged under the tree. He closed his eyes, and the shining flowers fell on his body. He seemed to have never moved in thousands of lifetimes, peaceful and detached.

Ximoti and others kowtowed step by step. They went to see Sakyamuni with great excitement. Even if he died immediately, they would have no regrets in their hearts.

This is their lifelong wish, just to see the real Buddha and see the Tathagata. On the ancient road leading to Lingshan, their wish came true and they witnessed the Buddha's posture with their own eyes.

Sakyamuni!

This is an ancient man 500 years ago. With great wisdom, he read the Vedas and learned the teachings of Brahmans. In the end, he unified Lingshan and created Buddhism.

The three old monks kowtowed forward step by step, walking among the falling flowers, muttering in their mouths, and gradually arrived not far from the ancient Bodhi tree.

"when……"

In the distant mountains, the Buddhist bells are heard from tens of hundreds of miles apart. It is deafening, and it makes people feel like they have been baptized, empowered, and purify everything about themselves.

The ancient temple bell in the deep mountains, the Buddha under the Bodhi tree, all these are like dreams.

"Lingshan Road is over, turn your head and go to shore."

Under the ancient Bodhi tree, this extraordinary middle-aged man whispered, his eyes were still closed, his expression was peaceful and serene, and every fallen flower was shining brightly, condensing the charm of the great way.

Xi Moti and others received the decree and retreated.

Lin Yi didn't move, because at this moment he saw the verdant ancient Bodhi tree turning into petrification, and even the man under the tree became a statue.

"This..." The three old monks were trembling all over.

They thought of a legend that the Buddha had ten disciples. Before his real body left, ten people worked together to mold the body of Sakyamuni Buddha and stand on Lingshan Road.

This must have been done by the top ten disciples of the Buddha. This incarnation of Sakyamuni can display some of his supernatural powers, and what he saw just now is not false. From this, it can be inferred that the Lingshan Mountain is near, not far ahead.

However, the three of Ximoti all stopped and refused to take a step forward. They followed Sakyamuni's decree and dared not violate it.

Lin Yi said: "Spirit Mountain is in sight, why not take a closer look?"

"Guilty."

The three old monks clasped their hands together, and at the same time advised Lin Yi not to leave, but to turn around.

Lin Yi bypassed the petrified Bodhi and Sakyamuni and continued on his way.

The ancient road was winding, and after a few more miles, it was finally completely broken.

Lin Yi observed with his Dharma Eye, but the front was still blurred, and the vast Lingshan could not be seen clearly. He only knew that the mountains were full of tranquility and the ancient temple was silent.

He took a step forward, and immediately saw chaos surging, and Lingshan towering, as if it was about to fall over, making people suffocated.

"rise!"

Lin Yi raised the magic lamp in his hand, and green rays of light fell down, immediately suppressing the prestige of Lingshan.

The mana was consumed rapidly, he walked forward quickly, and finally set foot on Lingshan.

I saw old monks sitting on the cliffs and beside the Buddhist altars, peaceful as death.Even the grass and trees are withered, and the spiritual springs and pools are all dry to the bottom, without any vitality.

Withered Lingshan!
This is the truth. There are ancient temples standing tall and many temples, but there is no one, no Bodhisattva, no ancient Buddha, and no living beings can be seen.

The holy temples and ancient buildings are magnificent and majestic, bearing the glory of Buddhism in the past.

It's a pity that now the Lingquan has dried up, the vegetation has withered, and there is no prosperity in the past.

　I caught a cold today, and the writing of this chapter is not very good, please bear with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)