Eggsheng immediately understood what Abbot Yangon meant when he said, "Even Buddha can't do it. Only you can." Looking up at the golden post, a strong sense of déjà vu surged into his heart. He felt that he had heard of this situation somewhere before.
But wait, this was a post written by Buddha, how could he, a mere Sangharama Divine General, rashly go up and tear it down? Wouldn't that be like "the god of longevity eating arsenic — tired of living"?
Abbot Yangon smiled slightly, "You don't have to worry, that is a Daming Mantra, a golden rule for me. To you, it's just a message that says' I'm busy and not at home ', so what's the harm in taking it down and looking at it? "
However, Egg kept looking up, causing Abbot Yangon to ask curiously, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm afraid that a palm technique will descend from the sky. Not only will it slap a traitorous child like you to death, you'll also implicate me!"
"I've never heard of such a thing." Abbot Yangon let out a long sigh, "I'm definitely not a traitor, I'm just looking for an answer, if you're not willing …"
"Alright!"
Egg suddenly agreed. He felt that if Buddha wanted to stop Abbot Yangon, there was no need to wait until now. All he needed was a divine revelation, and this monk would definitely not be stubborn.
So, probably, there wouldn't be any fatal danger.
He floated into the air and came before the post, slowly reaching out to grab it. He couldn't help but hold his breath as his heart palpitated.
This was an invitation left by the Gautama Buddha. Apart from the few Great Sages, all demons, devils, ghosts, and monsters had to avoid it. Who knew what kind of powerful magical powers and spells were contained in it? Maybe the Gautama Buddha didn't even need to do it himself. Whoever exposed it would die.
However, he wouldn't be as conflicted as Abbot Yangon. His eyes flashed with determination as he grabbed the post and pulled it forcefully.
The post floated down without any resistance.
He opened his eyes wide and was on high alert. However, nothing happened. Looking at the post in his hand, it was as if it was really just the most ordinary post. At most, it was made of a more expensive material, made of gold silk and satin.
At this moment, the door that had been sealed for who knows how many years slowly opened. There was not a single sound.
All of a sudden, the bells and drums on the mountain rang out in unison. The sound was like thunder. Golden light radiated from the peak of the mountain, and the lotus seemed to be in full bloom.
The light swept across the sky and illuminated the entire Elysium like an aurora. Everyone could see it when they raised their heads.
The Great Leiyin Temple, which had been sealed for a long time, was opened once again!
A pair of red eyes suddenly opened on a lonely country in the sea, and the pupils shone with golden light.
"They're finally here!"
In an instant, Eggsheng felt like he was being watched. When he turned around, there was nothing.
Abbot Yangon stood in front of the Great Leiyin Monastery in a daze.
The magnificent and dignified palace pagodas seemed to echo with the voice of Buddha preaching. It was as if one could still hear the intense debate of the monks in the square.
Under the guidance of the Buddha, everyone silently explored the deepest wisdom and passionately pursued the method of delivering all sentient beings from suffering. In the end, they formed the world-famous Mahayana Buddhism.
That White Bone Bodhisattva had once cultivated and studied here. In the end, with his great wisdom and compassion, he convinced all the monks and received the teachings of Buddha. He became the abbot of the Great Leiyin Monastery and was placed with boundless expectations.
Abbot Yangon was in a daze. Everything felt like a dream. But why? Why did things turn out like this? What exactly went wrong? His chest rose and fell violently as he shouted in his heart. It took him a lot of effort to calm down.
He had a feeling that the answer to all of this was in this Great Leiyin Monastery!
Eggsheng wanted to say, "Did we cause too much of a commotion?"
But since things had already come to this, there was nothing to be afraid of. He stuffed the invitation into his clothes and walked into the Great Leiyin Monastery. How could he return empty-handed after entering a treasure mountain?
Abbot Yangon went straight to the Scripture Depository. Eggsheng had no interest in the scriptures. He had the Nine Transformations of the Demons and Gods, so he didn't need any techniques. He strolled around the Great Leiyin Monastery to see if he could bring back some souvenirs, such as relics. Little Ann should like it.
But this was the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Everyone was immortal, so why would relics be left behind?
Thus, he strolled around but couldn't find anything worth stealing.
Gold bricks? He wasn't a petty thief. Buddha statues? He didn't resell antiques.
The spiritual energy in this mountain was extremely dense. It was like flowing liquid. Breathing in could cleanse one's marrow and meridians, changing one's tendons and forging one's bones. Even the Nine Heavens couldn't compare.
Ever since he entered the Great Leiyin Monastery, his whole body made cracking sounds and he felt extremely itchy. He grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He grew from a teenager to a handsome young man. His head also grew long.
"If I had Fourth Brother's ability, I would move this spiritual mountain away. Even if the earth vein is broken, the spiritual energy isn't this dense. I can use it to smash people! "
Unknowingly, he arrived at the peak of the mountain. The Great Buddha's Hall stood tall and majestic. There was a lotus pond in front of the hall.
Lotus flowers bloomed in the pond. They were of different colors. There were white lotus, green lotus, red lotus, golden lotus, blue lotus …
However, the red lotus was fragrant and the lotus leaves were wilted. It seemed a little decadent. However, there was a kind of tranquil zen feeling that made people forget about the secular world.
He took a deep breath. In an instant, the fragrance filled his lungs. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a cool breeze and rushed to the top of his head.
In an instant, the gate that sealed his memories collapsed with a loud bang. All of his memories were completely restored and surged forth.
He immediately recalled the reason for all of this. "Damn it, I sealed my memories to prevent myself from being assimilated. Now that sealing them is useless, I have no other choice. I have to leave this Pure Land of Bliss as soon as possible!"
However, the fragrance of the flowers still lingered in his lungs. It was still flowing out from the lotus pond and seeping into his body through every pore.
His face was flushed red. He swayed as if he had drunk the best wine. Moreover, that little bit of worry was nothing compared to the relief and happiness in his heart. In the end, he plopped to the side of the pond and fell into a deep sleep.
And in this completely unconscious situation, he breathed in and out the fragrance of the flowers. His "Qilin Transformation" grew stronger and stronger before breaking through.
His forehead swelled up high, giving birth to a pair of tall and straight antlers that flew diagonally behind him. His lion-like head was already covered in mane. And his lion-like body was covered in green scales. Behind him, an ox tail swayed back and forth.
He had actually transformed into a legendary Qilin.
Although he had not achieved great success, he could be considered to have achieved it.
And with his breath, the wilted lotus flowers gradually grew taller and more nourished. The fragrance grew stronger.
If he were awake, he would definitely discover one thing. The feeling of staying in this Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was extremely similar to the feeling he had when he transformed into a spirit turtle and swam in the Ultimate.
That wonderful sense of belonging and recognition from the bottom of his heart did not need to be forced. His temperament was naturally compatible. Supplemented by dense and compatible spiritual qi, the increase of cultivation was as easy as eating and drinking.
And he also encountered the same problem — his consciousness was assimilated by the world. Therefore, he was forced to sacrifice his memories in the Ultimate and sealed them here.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
