This was a lush world full of vitality. There was only a small mountain and a small lake at the foot of the mountain. Further away was the chaotic zone.
This small world could be said to be a spiritual land. It was overflowing with spiritual energy, and there were all kinds of spiritual trees that were hard to name planted on the small mountain. A stream flowed down from the mountain wall and into the small lake below.
There was a pavilion by the lake surrounded by a purple bamboo forest. There was no wind here and it was very quiet. The lake was clear and as calm as a mirror. From time to time, one could see the silhouettes of fish swimming in the lake.
There was no sun in the sky, but this part of the world was as bright as day. No one knew where the light came from. This was a small world, and an incomplete one at that. There were almost no characteristics of the world. The sun, moon, and stars were nowhere to be seen. There was no change of day and night.
There was only light and the mountain ridges, the small lake, the bamboo forest, and the countless unknown trees and flowers. There were even spiritual essences lingering with spiritual energy.
In the pavilion by the lake, hearty laughter and conversation could be heard. Two people were drinking wine and chatting in the pavilion.
The fragrance of the wine drifted out from the pavilion and lingered by the lake.
"Haha … Old Turtle, I'm really happy to see you." In the pavilion, a young man in white laughed and drank a big bowl of wine in his hand with a heroic expression.
Sitting opposite the young man was a man with a dragon head and a human body who was holding a wine jar. He was obviously a little drunk. That guy raised the wine jar and gulped down a few mouthfuls before wiping the wine off the corner of his mouth.
"This is great. If life could be like this often, it would be a great joy! I hope I won't wake up again! "The dragon-headed man said with infinite emotion.
"Oh, since when did you become so emotional, Old Tortoise? Did the sun rise from the west today? "The young man in white said.
"Clang!" The old turtle fiercely smashed the wine jar on the ground. Then, he reached out and grabbed a jar of wine from the stone table. He removed the clay seal and pushed the jar towards Gu Fei, saying: "Brat, we won't go home until we're drunk."
"Haha … Won't go home until we're drunk? This seems to be your Inner World. Where else can I go? "Gu Fei was a little drunk at this time, and his face was a little red.
Ignoring Gu Fei, Old Tortoise held the wine jar and started drinking.
"Alright! We won't go home until we're drunk! " When Gu Fei saw Old Tortoise gulping down the wine, he couldn't help but feel heroic. He opened the seal of the wine jar in front of him, grabbed a jar full of wine, and gulped it down.
Old Tortoise and Gu Fei reunited after a long time. After telling each other about their experiences, Old Tortoise and Gu Fei drank and chatted happily in the pavilion.
With Gu Fei and Old Tortoise's cultivation base, even the strongest wine in the world would not be able to make them drunk. However, Old Tortoise and Gu Fei were really a little drunk at this time.
Gu Fei found out from the old tortoise that the old tortoise had actually been teleported to the holy land of the Buddhist Kingdom of the West Earth, the Buddhist Land's Mount Spirited. Moreover, the old tortoise had occupied a spirit vein on the Spirited Mountain, cultivating while harming the living beings on the Spirited Mountain.
The originally peaceful and tranquil Buddhist holy land, Mount Spirited, was no longer peaceful.
After a long time, some of the virtuous monks on the mountain began to notice that flocks of red-crowned cranes had disappeared. The commonly seen spirit deer no longer appeared, and the immortal birds that lived on Mount Spirited disappeared one after another.
The monks who cultivated on Mount Spirited felt that something was wrong. After investigating, they found that the missing red-crowned cranes, spirit deer, birds, and beasts had filled Old Tortoise's internal organs.
The monks on Mount Spirited did not dare to do anything to Old Tortoise. They could only turn a blind eye and pretend that nothing had happened.
The monks on Mount Spirited were secretly praying to the legendary Lord Buddha, praying that Old Tortoise would not do anything earth-shattering on Mount Spirited.
In the past few years, the monks on Spirited Mountain had been living in fear, and even their cultivation had been delayed a lot.
Then, a few months ago, Old Tortoise finally did something that the monks were most unwilling to see. It was enough to shake the entire Buddhist Land.
When Gu Fei heard about this from Old Tortoise, he couldn't help but admire Old Tortoise from the bottom of his heart. This guy actually went to dig up the legendary Lord Buddha's tomb.
Old Tortoise was truly audacious. Legend had it that the Lord Buddha was the first Buddha born since the creation of the world. He was definitely the oldest almighty being in the world.
Legend had it that after the omnipotent Lord Buddha who established a Buddhist Land, he was buried by his disciples at the top of Mount Spirited, the holy land of Buddhism, for thousands of Buddhist disciples to worship.
Old Tortoise actually went to dig up the Lord Buddha's tomb. The reason was simple — he wanted to see the legendary Lord Buddha. As a result, tragedy struck.
The legendary Lord Buddha was undoubtedly one of the most powerful beings in the world, even in primordial times. Even after his death, his corpse would not have decayed.
It should be noted that the Buddha's Indestructible Vajra Body was a terrifying existence that was comparable to the Indestructible Body of a martial artist. It could exist in the world forever and would not decay.
However, when the old tortoise arrived at the location of Lord Buddha's veil on Spirited Mountain and spent a lot of effort to break through the layers of seals and open the underground palace where Lord Buddha's remains were stored, he saw a scene that left even the old tortoise dumbfounded.
He did not see the Lord Buddha's body, but he saw a little monk lying peacefully in a transparent crystal coffin. The little monk was only thirteen or fourteen years old.
The crystal coffin was not an ordinary item. It seemed to be made of five-colored divine crystals. It flickered with five-colored spiritual light, illuminating the entire underground palace like a fantasy world.
"The legendary Lord Buddha is a little monk?" Old Tortoise was completely dumbfounded. He never expected to see such a scene when he opened the Lord Buddha's tomb.
Inside the five-colored crystal coffin, the fair-skinned little monk looked as if he was sleeping soundly. He could even see the blush on the little monk's cheeks.
Then, when Old Tortoise wanted to open the five-colored crystal coffin, the entire Lord Buddha's tomb trembled and emitted a blinding Buddhist light. The Buddhist light rushed out of Mount Spirited and illuminated the world.
It was a dark and windy night when a strange phenomenon occurred on Mount Spirited. The blinding Buddhist light immediately alarmed the countless monks cultivating on Mount Spirited.
Countless Buddhists sensed this sudden explosion of boundless Buddhist power. They rushed out from their secluded cultivation grounds and headed for the tomb of the Lord Buddha.
The entire Mount Spirited was boiling. Rays of rainbow light shot up from various parts of the mountain and rushed toward the highest peak of Mount Spirited. Then, the entire Buddhist Land was boiling as well. The Buddhist Land was vast and boundless. The Buddhist monks who possessed Buddhist power could sense the strange phenomenon on Mount Spirited even though they were thousands of miles away.
Countless Buddhist experts immediately gathered at Mount Spirited.
After Old Tortoise came to his senses, the first thing he did was to escape. He sensed the auras of countless Buddhist experts heading toward the Lord Buddha's tomb. Even someone as strong as Old Tortoise was shocked.
Old Tortoise successfully escaped from the tomb of the Buddha Lord, but trouble also came for him. He did not know what method those bald Buddhists used to make the little monk in the colorful crystal coffin come back to life.
After the little monk was revived, the first thing he did was to subdue Old Tortoise and make him his mount.
All of this was unbelievably mysterious. The Lord Buddha's tomb was definitely not simple. There seemed to be all sorts of secrets hidden within. Countless Buddhist experts seemed to be very respectful toward the little monk, as if he was the Lord Buddha.
Therefore, Old Tortoise's situation became even more tragic. Countless Buddhist experts wanted to capture him and offer him to the little monk. Old Tortoise could not stay on Mount Spirited any longer and immediately left.
The mysterious little monk who came out from the Lord Buddha's tomb was abnormally strong. He actually defeated Old Tortoise. Old Tortoise could only escape from the Western Buddhist Land in a sorry state.
However, what made Old Tortoise almost go berserk was that the mysterious little monk also led a group of bald monks out of the Western Buddhist Land. It seemed like they would not give up until they captured Old Tortoise.
Those bald monks were the Supreme Elders of Buddhist Sects. Their cultivation was unfathomable. They seemed to have lived for countless years and were the only remaining almighty Buddhist experts.
With Old Tortoise's ability, he managed to shake off those Supreme Elders of Buddhist Sects who were chasing after him. However, the little monk was like a dog skin plaster that he could not shake off.
One chasing the other, Old Tortoise and the little monk actually entered the Northern Land from the Western Buddhist Land.
Teng Long Continent was vast and boundless. The Western Buddhist Land and the Northern Land were thousands of miles apart. The distance was unimaginable. Even a powerful cultivator would need to spend a lot of time to travel between the two places.
It was impossible for an ordinary person to travel back and forth between the two places. Whether it was by land or by water, it would take dozens of years to travel back and forth between the two places. The lifespan of an ordinary person was only a few decades.
Traveling between the Western Buddhist Land and the Northern Land would exhaust the entire lifespan of an ordinary person.
Of course, since the invention of the Teleportation Formation, it was very convenient for cultivators to travel back and forth. However, using the Teleportation Formation required the consumption of a type of crystal that contained abundant spiritual energy.
This crystal contained spiritual energy. Therefore, in the cultivation world, it was known as the Spiritual Crystal.
If a cultivator wanted to activate the Teleportation Formation and did not want to consume the Spiritual Crystal, he could directly channel his magic power into the Teleportation Formation and activate it with his own magic power.
However, Old Tortoise and the little monk did not use the Teleportation Formation to reach the Northern Land. Instead, they directly traveled from the Western Buddhist Land. They crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and traveled through endless territories. It took them several months to reach the Northern Land.
Even so, Old Tortoise continued his tragedy. He felt that he could not shake off the little monk no matter how hard he tried.
This was what happened to Old Tortoise in the past few months. It was an extremely tragic experience.
In the pavilion by the lake, Gu Fei and Old Tortoise drank to their heart's content. The stone table beside them was filled with empty jars of wine. In the end, both of them collapsed in the pavilion, lying on the stone table.
The surroundings calmed down. A gentle breeze that came out of nowhere fluttered the purple bamboo beside the pavilion and wrinkled the mirror-like surface of the lake.
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