The crowd heaved a sigh of relief after they left the mysterious White Bone Divine Mountain behind and left the Evil Sea far behind. If the Grand Wizard Xuan Ming was really buried there, then it would be a calamity that would pierce through the heavens.
Looking around, it was a barren demonic land. It was unknown which world had fallen into the Ultimate and transformed into the wreckage. Twisted, withered trees were everywhere, and the tangled branches looked like dragons and snakes. They were about the size of giant pythons. Before this place fell into the Ultimate, it must have been a sacred forest. There was a thick aura of destruction lingering around the tall, withered trees.
It was unknown how many years this place had been in the Returning Ruins, but these trees were still tenaciously surviving, and there were even traces of divinity left.
Before they fell into the Returning Ruins, these strange trees must have been very powerful, and they must have had divine roots. But now, only the remains of the Spirit Root Holy Tree were left. The Great Dao of destruction had distorted the form of these Spirit Roots, and they had transformed into a kind of demonic, withered form that looked like dragons and snakes.
The leader of the Corpse Sect was a little scared, and he whispered to everyone, "This place looks like a burial ground!"
"Leave this demonic land quickly!" The Xue Tu King urged.
"I think I can hear these trees crying!" Fan Wu Jie shuddered as he said. He walked over to a fallen tree stump that was already half-broken. The roots that were exposed on the ground looked like a huge black poisonous dragon. The dead tree was huge, and more than half of it was buried under the black demonic soil. The part that was exposed on the ground looked like a small hill. Fan Wu Jie brushed away the dust on the stump, revealing the densely packed growth rings on its surface.
Fan Wu Jie roughly counted the growth rings on it, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. .
There were probably tens of thousands of growth rings, and this was only the part that was exposed to the surface. More than half of the cross-section was still submerged in the ground.
And this was a relatively small strange tree!
"The Spirit Root Holy Tree does not use ordinary years. The Ancient Underworld Holy Tree takes five hundred years as its spring, five hundred years as its autumn, and two thousand years as its year. Meanwhile, the legendary Great Chun Divine Tree takes eight thousand years as spring, eight thousand years as autumn, and thirty-two thousand years as a year! "Fan Wu Jie felt that this place was even stranger, and it made his hair stand on end.
"These strange trees were able to withstand the tribulation power of destruction for countless years without being destroyed. I presume their origins are extraordinary."
"It has lived for at least hundreds of thousands of years. How many years does a divine tree take for a year?"
"Based on the Underworld Spirit Tree's era, 2,000 years is a year …" Daoist Yuan Yu pinched his fingers and calculated. He clicked his tongue and said, "These divine trees have lived for at least hundreds of millions of years! That's why he fell into the Ultimate with this demonic land! "
"Let me take a look!" Xue Tu King pushed them away and looked at the tree's growth rings …. Xue Tu King's face darkened. He placed his hand on the trunk of the tree, and the rough bark cracked like black scales. It felt like the corpse of a real dragon. Xue Tu King's legs dug into the ground, and he forcefully pulled the fallen tree out of the ground.
Everyone rushed forward and counted the growth rings on the tree with their fingers.
"598,326 rounds!" Soon, someone counted the number of growth rings, and he said in a cold voice, "I saw the changes in the climate of the prehistoric era …." He pointed to the outermost rings and said, "There are Dao marks of the Nine Heavens Weak Water here, and the rings are softer and wider. This means that the tree was soaked in some Innate True Water that seems to be the Nine Heavens Weak Water. It grew faster, but the wood was damaged!"
"Gong Gong touched Mount Buzhou in anger! A great flood from the Heavenly River! "Everyone present shuddered at the same time.
"Oh my god! How can everything here be related to the earth-shattering events that happened in the Untainted Land! "Yuan Yu muttered in a low voice.
"Using the time when Gong Gong furiously touched Buzhou Mountain, when the divine tree withered …" The Bloody Soaked Demon King calculated a few growth rings, and found that the few relatively broad, paler rings were already very close to the outer skin of the tree!
"After the flood, the prehistoric era was not far away from breaking up! Does this mean that when the prehistoric era was broken, these trees might have fallen into the Ultimate and withered away by the great Dao of destruction? "
Someone else pointed at the denser ring, which was about a few thousand rings, and said, "This ring is very dense, which means that the divine tree grew very slowly at that time. The climate was very cold, and it lasted for a very long time. The ring seems to be engraved with a Dao mark that is very similar to the Xuanming True Water. This kind of Primordial Dao …"
That person trembled and said, "It might be the Ancient Underworld era … the Cold Ancient Era!"
"How long is the Cold Ancient Era?" The Killing Hierarch asked with a dry voice.
Everyone counted with their fingers, and Yuan Yu answered quickly, "After the prehistoric era was broken, the sun, moon, and stars changed greatly, and the Milky Way was broken. The time sequence and calendar changed greatly, and the time of the prehistoric era was different from that of the heavens. Currently, the time of the heavens is based on the Big Dipper Era, which means that the Ancient Underworld era is about six thousand Yuanhui!"
Everyone immediately looked down and counted the rings, "About six thousand rings … This tree uses one Yuanhui as a year!"
"This is five hundred and ninety thousand, about six hundred thousand Yuanhui! That's seventy-two billion years … "Hearing this number, everyone's legs went numb. Looking at the sparse branches, or the twisted black ancient trees, looking at the deathly silent demonic land, they felt as if someone was pointing a knife at their back.
This was a divine land that had existed for at least seventy-two billion years, but now it had become a deathly place.
How many incredible spirit roots and divine trees grew here, and how many ancient secrets were buried here?
When this divine tree was still alive, what kind of divine light shone from its branches and leaves? What kind of majestic form and strong life force did it have when it was alive? What kind of divine land was this divine land before it fell into the Returning Ruins? Why did it fall into the Returning Ruins, a land of no return, and in the end, all of its good fortune was destroyed, leaving behind only a deathly silent demonic land.
What kind of great terror was buried here?
Wu wu wu!
At this time, Fan Wu Jie turned his head stiffly, and he seemed to hear a cry that transcended time and space. The voice was neither male nor female, it sounded like the chanting of Buddha, as if a mighty being was weeping blood and chanting scriptures. The blurred scriptures and the cry came from the depths of time, and only Fan Wu Jie could hear it. Fan Wu Jie quietly pulled on the corner of Yuan Yu's robe.
He leaned over and whispered, "Do you hear the cry coming from the depths of time? It's right beside this tree! "
Yuan Yu's hair stood on end, and he whispered back, "Don't scare me! You'll die if you scare me in this place! "
"I'm not scaring anyone … I just heard this sound!" Fan Wu Jie gulped nervously.
The blurred scripture chanting and the cry became more and more obvious, as if someone was crying and chanting scriptures. The Sanskrit scriptures were blurred in the first place, and with the addition of the sobbing, it made it difficult for Fan Wu Jie to tell what the voice was chanting. He felt that there was something in the depths of time walking towards him.
Yuan Yu saw that Fan Wu Jie's condition was not right, and he hurriedly pulled him back, but by this time, there was already a layer of light between them.
Fan Wu Jie watched as the withered divine tree stood up in front of his eyes, and once again rooted itself into the Devil Soil. It was as if time and space were flowing backwards, and the divine tree was slowly reviving in front of him. The old tree bark that was black and cracked like scales fell off, revealing a pure white trunk. The egg-shaped leaves shone with a divine light, and were as translucent as green jade.
The ancient tree was as strong as a horned dragon, and Fan Wu Jie raised his head to look at it. The broken ancient tree had already grown a broken part, but that part was just an illusion. In reality, all the divine light was just an illusion projected from the depths of time, as if the past was replaying itself.
In the illusion of golden veins, the ancient tree's lush branches completely covered the sky above Fan Wu Jie's head, covering the sky.
The divine light flowed, and the white divine tree shone brilliantly!
But under the divine light, the dead tree was rooted in the illusion, as if the past and the present were overlapping. One was glorious, holy, and resplendent, and the other was twisted and withered, as silent as a devil. At this moment, this extraordinary divine tree appeared to be in a strange state of half withered and half flourishing in Fan Wu Jie's eyes. Fan Wu Jie's mind went numb, as if an electric current had passed through him.
"This is the Bodhi Tree!"
"I got it!" Fan Wu Jie instantly heard the chanting of Sanskrit in his ears. He understood that it was someone singing the Diamond Sutra while weeping blood.
Fan Wu Jie saw the Bodhi Tree slowly turning his head, and the pure white body that was as strong as a horned dragon slowly twisted. The towering Bodhi Tree followed the twisting of the white trunk, and slowly transformed into a young monk wearing a white robe. He clasped his palms together, and turned his head to look at Fan Wu Jie. Golden tears of blood flowed from his eyes!
Fan Wu Jie clenched his fists tightly, and he was so nervous that he almost suffocated!
The white-robed monk slowly opened his mouth and said, "This is the Lonely Garden of the Tree!"
"Excellent, excellent. Subhuti, as you have said, Tathagata protects and remembers all Bodhisattvas, and instructs all Bodhisattvas with kindness. Today, you are Dingting, and I will speak for you. Good men and good women, the Anuttara-Samyak-Bodhi Heart, should live like this, and subdue their hearts. Only the Revered One of the World is willing to listen. "The chanting of Sanskrit in the surroundings had become very clear.
Countless profound truths manifested in front of Fan Wu Jie, as if the Revered One of the World was personally speaking.
But Fan Wu Jie did not dare to listen, because there was a demonic and hellish cry in the chanting of Sanskrit, and that was the manifestation of the Great Dao of Destruction. The monk that was the Bodhi Tree said, "This is also the Mahesvara Heaven!"
Fan Wu Jie finally could not hold it in any longer. He felt countless truths and countless messy thoughts drilling into his mind, and he instantly understood many things. This white-robed monk was like a book that did not hide anything, and no matter how he flipped through the pages, he could see its thoughts, thoughts, and everything. But Fan Wu Jie was so scared that he ran away.
He tore through time and returned to his original place.
Fan Wu Jie said in fear, "Don't get too close to these ghost trees … they have already become spirits!"
Yuan Yu was confused by the sudden appearance of Fan Wu Jie in front of him. He saw that Fan Wu Jie's face was full of fear, and it could be said that he was telling everyone, "These ghost trees are alive! Don't get too close to them, or you will become a part of them! "
The Xue Tu King and Ajati were startled, and quickly retreated, looking at the half-fallen ancient tree with vigilance. Fan Wu Jie waved his hand and said to everyone, "Stay away from these ghost trees, don't get close to any of them!" Everyone was startled, and although they did not know what had happened, they still followed the advice. The group gathered on the Ancient Xuanming Ship, and vigilantly looked around.
But there were still two or three people who did not move, including the Corpse God of the Chasing Corpse Sect. They stood in the same place, and their aura did not change, but their faces were somewhat blank, as if they had just woken up, with a trace of sluggishness and stupefaction.
"Corpse God!" The Xue Tu King stared at the strange divine trees, and shouted to the Corpse God, "What happened?"
"Nothing … I am fine!" The Corpse God said slowly, and his voice was very slow, as if every word was squeezed out from between his teeth. In such a strange situation, if he said that he was fine, only a ghost would believe it!
The Kill Life Hierarch asked Fan Wu Jie, "What happened? How do you know that there is something wrong with these trees? "
"This is the Garden of Solitude!" Fan Wu Jie's first sentence made all the Demon Dao Monarchs pale, and someone asked with a trembling voice, "The Buddha said that the holy land of Buddhism, where the Revered One preached, was given the Garden of Solitude?"
The beginning of the Diamond Sutra was: As I have heard. Once, the Buddha gave the Garden of Solitude in the country of Shewei, together with the monks, 1,250 of them. At that time, the Revered One, wearing clothes and holding alms bowls, entered the city of Shewei to beg for food. He begged for the first time in the city, and returned to his original place. After the meal, he collected his clothes, washed his feet, and sat down.
The Garden of Solitude was one of the holy lands of Buddhism, a holy land left behind by the Revered One. Its position in Buddhism was similar to the Mystic Door's Hangu Pass, Jade Capital Mountain, Hollow Jade Temple, the Boundless Blood Sea, and the Returning Ruins. It was one of the supreme holy lands of Buddhism. If this was the Garden of Solitude, what was a few Bodhi Divine Trees? Even if the Buddha's corpse was transplanted here, it would be normal!
They were the direct descendants of the Demon Dao, and yet they came to the holy land of Buddhism, what was this?
The most frightening thing was, why would a holy land like the Garden of Solitude be found in the Returning Ruins? The place of the Revered One? Why would it fall into the Returning Ruins?
Thinking back, they seemed to have found Xuan Ming's corpse.
Everyone's hair stood on end!
The Xue Tu suppressed his nervousness, and said to the Corpse God, "Corpse God! Who are you? "
"I am … a tree!" The Corpse God said slowly, "I am a tree!" His feet didn't move. At this time, everyone saw that the Corpse God's feet had sunk into the demonic soil, and the area below his ankles had turned into deep roots. The Corpse God's withered appearance was changing into that of a tree. His hands had turned into branches, and his body had turned into a tree trunk. His wrinkled skin was like old tree bark.
Xue Tu took a deep breath, and said, "They can't be saved! Let's leave this damned place! "
Fan Wu Jie was still shaken, and said, "These trees are alive! Not the kind of divine spirit root they had when they were alive, but a kind of monster that was born from their corpses after they were killed by the Calamity of Destruction. This kind of monster can understand our words, so when I say it's crying, I hear it crying. "
"… Shut up!" Yuan Yu said with an expressionless face.
Fan Wu Jie scratched his head in confusion. At this moment, Yuan Yu shifted his body to the side, clearing his line of sight. He saw that all the ancient trees that had taken root in the devil soil had all awakened. They had transformed into some sort of half-ghost, half-devil monster. Looking at the white bone devil ship, countless faint voices echoed Fan Wu Jie's words, "Monster!"
"Corpses!"
"Strange …"
"Mahesvara …!"
"River Styx!"
"What is life?"
"All living beings have emotions!"
Fan Wu Jie suddenly understood something. This was the Tree Garden of Solitude. In the era before the collapse of the prehistoric era, Ancestor River Styx suppressed Luo in the Ultimate, and Sakya Mani invited River Styx to the Tree Garden of Solitude to debate the Dao, the difference between Demon and Buddha, and to understand the laws between them.
This event was the third debate between the Demon and Buddha. This time, River Styx went alone, and the World Honored One led three thousand disciples to welcome him. Both sides debated in the Tree Garden of Solitude.
The World Honored One pursued for seven days, and his laws were perfect, and his Dharma was profound.
River Styx was not at a disadvantage. Both sides debated for three generations, and a total of more than thirty thousand years. In the end, they talked about the problem of 'all living beings'. The disciples of Buddha said that this word referred to the ordinary people who had the troubles of ignorance, and the bewilderment of life and death. All sentient beings are different. Encompassing the Three Paths of Sin and Suffering Beings, Encompassing the Heavenly Beings, Encompassing the Joyous Beings, Encompassing the Merciful Beings, Encompassing the Everlasting Beings.
The World Honored One also said, 'Those who are affected by sex are called all living beings; those who are affected by feelings, thoughts, actions, and knowledge are called all living beings.'
In other words, there were all living beings, including feelings, thoughts, actions, and knowledge.
In River Styx's understanding, all living beings that had feelings, thoughts, actions, and knowledge were able to perceive the objective world, and could carry out subjective activities were all living beings. For example, tiny insects, plants, and the like could only feel, but could not think, and did not have the concept of 'self'. Were those simple and insignificant living beings all living beings?
Hence, Ancestor River Styx and the World Honored One worked together to define life.
The World Honored One believed that the cause of fate was unknown, and that all phenomena arising from the combination of fate were all living beings. Hence, River Styx began to think about life …
"What is life?" The Fan Clan's Third Ancestor said slowly and softly, "Where is the limit of life? Where is the limit of life? How can life be differentiated from non-life? "
"Being sentient is life!" The Bloodsoaked Devil Lord replied mysteriously, "Those who have emotions are those who are greedy, obsessed, and obsessed with love. If they are sentient beings with greed, love, desire, attachment, and obsession, they are sentient beings. If one desires, desires, desires, loves, likes, craves, clings, and is obsessed with feeling, thinking, acting, understanding, that is life! "
"Do plants have sentient beings?" The Killing Sect Leader retorted calmly, "Do ignorant insects with no knowledge have sentient beings?"
Yuan Yu looked at their strange faces and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. They were not talking, but Demon Ancestor River Styx was talking. He finally understood what was the most dangerous thing here! This was the place where the World Honored One and Demon Ancestor debated. This place was filled with the thoughts and thoughts of the Demon Ancestor River Styx.
Now, these thoughts had invaded their primordial spirit and sea of consciousness.
If Yuan Yu was not Daira, he would be in the same situation as them. He suddenly understood the thoughts of the Demon Ancestor and comprehended some unfathomable mysteries. The Great Dao they comprehended and the techniques they cultivated still had traces of the thoughts of the Demon Ancestor. Therefore, they could involuntarily comprehend the thoughts of the River Styx and be controlled by the thoughts of the River Styx.
Yuan Yu also involuntarily comprehended some things. Just like the Great Dao, formless and formless, it filled his surroundings. Then, he could involuntarily comprehend it!
The Great Dao here was the thoughts of the River Styx.
"Life is a type of variable. Something that can create variables and is unrestrained is life. Life is a variable!"
"The power to create different timelines is life!"
"Variable is a false proposition. Life can be controlled!"
"Life is a phenomenon that naturally appears in the development and change of the universe. It has a certain degree of self-growth, reproduction, feeling, consciousness, will, evolution, interaction, and other rich possibilities!"
The roots of the countless demon trees in the Garden of Solitude started wriggling. They were like water parting and stirring up waves of soil. The black demon soil seemed to be stirring up waves. The huge roots moved underground. They murmured softly, telling the thoughts of the River Styx. The lifted demon soil revealed the things buried underneath. There were skeletons and corpses that looked like gold, glass, and crystal.
Some of them were sitting cross-legged, some were lying on the ground, and some had their hands clasped together and their heads drooped in front of their chests.
Some of the corpses were still in the state of struggling in front of them. One of the corpses was even clawing at the ground, maintaining the posture of crawling in the direction that Fan Wu Jie and the others had come from. Many of the corpses were still in the final state of escaping this place.
"These are the corpses of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!" Yuan Yu said in horror when he saw the countless corpses buried under the demon soil.
"There is no lack of Venerable Daira here. There are even a few famous Bodhisattvas!"
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