The Great Black Hand

“No problem.” The old monk made way, revealing the golden bridge behind him. “Please cross this divine bridge, reach the other side, and go to the hall that my Great Leiyin Temple has prepared for all the ancient temples to hold this grand event.”

“Good!” The monk Kuci nodded, followed the host’s instructions, and stepped onto the golden bridge on the other side with the group of people behind him.

When they stepped onto the bridge, the divine bridge shone with golden light, shining with boundless aura, carrying them forward rapidly. In a blink of an eye, they passed through countless miles of mountains and rivers and reached the sacred Mount Sumeru.

This wonder of the Big Dipper, the sacred Mount Xumi, stands in the center of the clear and transparent Seven Treasures Pond. It is majestic and magnificent to the point of being beyond description. In between, you can vaguely see some magnificent temples located on the mountain.

As for the Great Leiyin Temple, it cannot be seen. It is located on the top of the mountain, 84,000 yojanas above the ground. Even if you have a divine eye, you cannot see it because it will be blocked by the mountain.

Now, as the grand event is held, the entire Mount Xumi becomes more and more transcendent day by day, as if some kind of life form is reviving, absorbing the starlight and spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and gathering the faith and power of the human world.

The entire mountain was glowing, with peaceful and pure mental energy lingering around, and large patches of light rising up. This was no longer an ordinary land, but a holy place for immortals.

Layer upon layer of silver light is rising, and there is also a light golden light flowing. They are all the purest power of faith, blessing the mountain, so thick that it cannot be dissolved.

This power is so vast that it makes people's hearts and minds tremble, and it is impossible to measure it. The entire mountain has long been deified, and every blade of grass and every tree has Buddha nature, and is thoroughly nourished by the light.

This is the result of the combined power of Buddhists from all over the universe over hundreds of thousands of years. After such a long period of accumulation, this incredible sight has come into being.

Deep in the universe, many ancient lands of life have the Taoist tradition of Amitabha Buddha. Endless faith spans the void, is not affected by distance, and eventually all flows to Mount Sumeru.

When it "revived" and was held by its true master, the scene could be imagined. The power of faith seemed to have transformed into a real and illusory sea of ​​​​divines, with layers of brilliant waves surging across the entire ancient mountain. It looked solemn, sacred, and shocking.

The group of people from Lando Temple crossed the Seven Treasures Pond on the sacred bridge, reached the other side and stepped on Mount Sumeru. They were awe-inspiring by the scenery and walked very slowly, step by step, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

The old monk who led the way was not in a hurry and was not in a hurry. On the contrary, he was very patient and acted as a temporary tour guide. From time to time, he explained some ancient sites and added profound annotations to the history of Mount Xumi. It was obvious that he had received professional training.

This situation is not unique.

In fact, with the publicity surrounding the grand event and the compilation of the Buddhist canon, countless ancient temples were alarmed, and even the hidden Taoist traditions could no longer remain silent, for fear of being crushed by the wheel of history and abandoned by the general trend.

Therefore, thousands of ancient temples have flocked to Mount Xumi during these days.

The Buddha, King of Freedom Tathagata, who had anticipated this situation, made a plan for this situation and trained a group of monks to guide the guests and make them feel at home.

Of course, he is not an easy person to deal with. Behind all these preferential treatments are a pair of eyes that blend into the vast world, looking down and watching.

Every ancient temple and tourist attraction they passed through were well planned and full of mysteries.

The breath will be recorded, leaking out bit by bit without anyone noticing, and collected and summarized by Jiang Yifei... One purpose is to observe and see if there is any special physical condition.

Secondly, it is also to dig out some treasures that are valued by them.

As we all know, Buddhism has a six-character mantra that is famous throughout the universe.

Alas, there are only four left now, and the other two mantras are nowhere to be found, as if they have been lost.

but……

Is it really lost?

Could it be that it changed its appearance and used other magical powers to cover up the truth, and as it was passed down, later descendants forgot its true appearance?

Or maybe it was not lost, but just incomplete.

Just like the secret of "Xing" among the Nine Secrets, it was once "lost" for a period of time and there was no news about it in the land of Beidou.

However, isn’t there the Tianxuan Holy Land, which has mastered a wonderful step that is closely related to it?

If we find such a trick, it would be a blessing.

Jiang Yifei is very confident in his wisdom.

As long as he can be given an introduction, he may be able to complete it, and then recreate the splendor of the Six-Character Mantra. I wonder to what extent he will be able to achieve it, and whether he can really compete with the combined Nine Secrets?

The Buddha, the son of the Tathagata, has great expectations for this.

After all, Buddhism was once prosperous.

Even if its true glory was buried in the years.

In the ancient immortal era, Buddhism had immortal kings and true immortals... The six-character mantra may be traced back to that era.

If he were to get lucky enough to have a connection with the Immortal King, or even to perform a fragment of the Immortal King-level killing technique, the Nine Secrets might really have an enemy!

"The six-word mantra is much easier to collect than the nine secrets."

Jiang Yifei smiled, and rarely put aside his spiritual practice to entertain the guests.

This is very rare.

During these days, he did not have the image of a "guest" studying abroad on Mount Xumi at all. Instead, he was like a big boss, ordering this and that, with an overwhelming domineering attitude.

But today, at this special time when many ancient temples are gradually gathering on Mount Sumeru, when he, a Buddhist disciple, is most needed to come out and preside over affairs, he did not show up, but instead started dealing with other people.

No.

It cannot be called a human being, it should be called... a dog!

A big black dog—Black Emperor!

At this moment, Heihuang sat there carefree, not considering himself an outsider at all. He used the sacred spring water to make a pot of enlightenment tea.

While making tea, it chatted with Jiang Yifei, talking about cultivation and secret techniques.

During this process, Jiang Yifei frankly confessed the little plan he was making.

Bodhi's Zen and the compilation of Buddhist scriptures are certainly serious matters, but there are also some personal thoughts behind them.

He is fishing!

"Nine secrets, how many can you and I master?"

"One Dou secret, one Xing secret...any more? There are no more."

Jiang Yifei said slowly, "All the soldiers who are about to fight are marching forward in formation. This is all the Nine Secrets."

There were some things he didn't say.

Among the Nine Secrets, except for the Dou Secret and the Xing Secret, he also knew the whereabouts of several other secret techniques.

For example, there is the secret of "zhe" in the ancient star Ziwei, there is the secret of "bing" in Qinling Mountains, there is the secret of "jie" in Zhuofeng Mountain... If you wait for some time and try "my son Wang Teng", you may get the secret of "qian".

But so what?

The secrets of copying characters, the secrets of numbers, and the secrets of composing characters are all mysteries.

It is the six-word mantra of Buddhism.

There are four truths that are clearly stated, and there are only two that are unknowable.

What’s more important is that Buddhism has a major base in the Western Desert. For hundreds of thousands of years, Buddhist talents from other ancient stars have gathered here from time to time, bringing their Buddhist scriptures and even their heritage with them!

Unlike the Nine Secrets, which were spread throughout the universe, we don’t even know where to find them now.

The foundation of Buddhism is gathered in the Western Desert, with Mount Sumeru as the highest spiritual belief... If you still cannot collect the six-character mantra after turning the Western Desert upside down, you can declare that there is no hope at all and there is no need to waste your efforts.

"So, you would propose compiling the Buddhist canon...I see!"

The big black dog exclaimed, "The mantra of 'Om' is like a bait that catches all the big fish that are unaware of it."

“All scriptures and traditions will be gathered at Mount Xumi at that time. All secrets hidden for eternity will be revealed to the sun at that time.”

"This is an open conspiracy, it's fair and aboveboard."

As Hei Huang spoke, he fell into deep thought, his eyes rolling around, and no one knew what he was thinking.

After a long time, it spoke again, "What do you think if I also compile the Daoist Canon in the East Desert?"

It asked with great interest, its mind still focused on collecting all nine secrets.

Even if it cannot achieve this big goal, it still wants to achieve a small goal.

For example – the secret of forming characters!

This is one of the nine secrets involving formations. Lingbao Tianzun's ultimate interpretation created an imperial weapon in the form of a formation diagram.

"Maybe you can try it, but don't expect it to have much effect."

Jiang Yifei glanced at Hei Huang and laughed, "The Great Emperor Wu Shi was only 80,000 years away from today... If he didn't achieve it, you shouldn't have too big a dream."

When Hei Huang heard this, he immediately wilted.

However, when it comes to the Great Emperor Wu Shi, it starts to have other ideas.

"Ouch!"

It howled loudly, venting out countless frustrations, "Emperor! Xiao Hei, I am so ashamed of you!"

"For several years!"

"I have never been able to find a successor for you!"

The big black dog barked and jumped, "Don't talk about succession!"

"I can't even find where the heir's father is!"

"The mother of the child is pregnant, but the father of the child is dead!"

The big black dog was very depressed.

It picked up the teacup and gulped it down.

After drinking it, it slapped the table and said, "Back then, the physique of the Holy Body was not something too rare!"

"Nine holy bodies reign supreme over the world, appearing one after another... and this does not include those holy bodies that failed to reach perfection and collapsed halfway!"

"In the past, it was always difficult to find the Dao Embryo, but the Holy Body appeared in large numbers... How come it's the other way around this time? I have found the Dao Embryo, but there is no trace of the Holy Body!"

"It's only a few years until the road to becoming an immortal begins!"

"Unlucky! So unlucky!"

The Black Emperor kept complaining.

Jiang Yifei looked at the depressed Gouzi without saying a word. He suppressed his laughter in his heart and silently calculated the time.

"It seems to be about the same... Time flies."

He pondered in his heart, estimating that the day when the nine dragons would pull the coffin was approaching.

Only at this moment did he have the clearest and most intuitive feeling of the passage of time.

Otherwise, considering his current state of being absorbed in knocking on the relics on Mount Sumeru, he would be completely oblivious to the seasons and would not be aware of spring, summer, autumn or winter.

As long as the conditions are right, he can complete 10,000 kinds of physical training before considering going down the mountain!

Unfortunately, although Buddhism has a rich heritage, it can only support him in breaking through the three thousand barriers. He will still need to look elsewhere for further information.

After all, Buddhism has only produced one Buddha, Amitabha.

Although Buddhism has converted many races, they are at best “three thousand red dust guests”… they occupy a part of the myriad races in the universe, but cannot occupy all of them.

After all, other families also had emperors and imperial weapons passed down from generation to generation... Even if their descendants cannot defeat Buddhism, protecting themselves is not a problem.

These are tough tasks and Jiang Yifei needs to do them personally.

Being a teenager isn't easy either.

In order to cultivate the acquired chaotic body and to match the "Ten Thousand Buddhas Paying Homage to the Lord", ten thousand Buddhas have conquered the world and they are all his "anchors" to fleece the universe. He needs to endure a lot of hardships before he can pave his own way.

Unlike the innate holy body and Taoist fetus, this one just needs to follow the path of the Great Emperor Wu Shi and be done with it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't feel much sympathy for Hei Huang's complaints and grumblings.

"No, I have to persuade it to go to the ancient forbidden land to borrow seeds."

"How can we just sit and wait for Ye Fengchu to fall from the sky?"

'Only those who endure the most hardships can become the best.'

'As for that, if Gouzi goes to the ancient forbidden land and asks for a seed, will he be beaten to the ground by that great saint?'

"Well, I think for the sake of Wu Shi Zhong, at most I will suffer some physical pain!"

Jiang Yifei was holding back evil thoughts. He coughed twice and said in a compassionate tone, "Black Emperor... if this doesn't work, why don't you go to the ancient forbidden land and get some essence!"

"No! That's absolutely not possible!"

When this was mentioned, Hei Huang jumped up and was very afraid of this forbidden area.

Its eyes were darting around, and it looked very guilty... It was afraid of a ruthless man!

"Black Emperor! Look at my current level of cultivation?" Jiang Yifei asked loudly, "Do you still remember the agreement between Senior Wu Shi Zhong and me?"

"He wants to see the competition between his own lineage and the Empress's lineage to see who is superior!"

"Is the Emperor Wu Shi better? Or is the Emperor Tun Tian more outstanding?"