Other than the vajra, there were also a few people who found damaged incense burners, rulers, copper bells, and fish drums.
Among them, the female student who was pitied by Ye Fan and looked haggard at the class gathering found a special artifact. It was a string of prayer beads. There were only six of them, and they were glistening with a pale gold color. Each of them was the size of a longan fruit.
"Don't tell me it's made from a Sarira?" The person beside him said in bewilderment.
These six beads were all light golden crystals that looked like magnificent gems. It was easy to associate them with the relics left behind by the ancient Buddha after he passed away. After all, they were artifacts that existed in the Great Leiyin Temple, so their materials were definitely not ordinary.
This string of prayer beads was unusual. The female student accidentally found it on top of the stone Buddha's head. The six beads were threaded together by a transparent thread. On each bead was a blurry image of a human in different poses.
This was the third artifact to be found after Ye Fan's copper lamp and Zhou Yi's alms bowl. Of course, the copper lamp was the most eye-catching. After all, it was the only ancient lamp that was not stained with dust. It was eternally bright, and anyone could tell that it was extraordinary.
Inside the ancient temple, several beams of hot light would occasionally glance at the copper lamp. Although Ye Fan sensed it, he did not say anything. He faced it all calmly.
The Tempest Temple's hall had been searched thoroughly. There were no other artifacts, so the group retreated.
Pang Bo was the most depressed. More than a dozen people had found ancient artifacts, and he was the first one to enter the temple. However, he had not found anything.
Pang Bo's eyes lit up as he stood in front of the temple and re-examined it. He strode back and moved a few big rocks to the side. He took down the bronze plaque with the words "Big Leiyin Temple" engraved on it. Many people were dumbfounded at the sight of it.
Then, everyone realized that this bronze plaque was extraordinary. It had been baptized by wind and frost, and had been tempered by time. There was not a single speck of dust on it, and it was very clean. One had to know that among all the artifacts in the ancient temple, only the ancient bronze lamp was untainted by a speck of dust. The same went for the bronze plaque. Clearly, it was extraordinary.
"It's really heavy …" Pang Bo dragged the bronze plaque and walked back. Just as he left the temple, the entire ancient temple began to shake. The stone Buddha inside suddenly cracked, producing a "kacha kacha" sound.
Then, the six-syllable mantra of Buddhism rang out, "Hum, ma, ni, pad, mi, hum …"
A majestic Buddhist voice resounded through the universe, shaking the heavens and the earth!
The benevolent, solemn, exquisite, and profound Zen sound was incomparably vast, cleansing all impurities and mortal dust. The surroundings of the ancient temple were bathed in a sacred and auspicious light.
This time, it wasn't an illusion. Not only did Ye Fan and Pang Bo hear it, but everyone else also froze like clay statues. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak.
At the same time, all the artifacts they found in the temple, regardless of whether they were intact or damaged, were all emitting a gentle radiance. The bright radiance caused everyone to be in awe.
However, in the end, with a loud "boom", the stone Buddha inside the ancient temple shattered and turned into dust. Then, the Great Thunderclap Temple also turned into dust under a gentle breeze.
"Poof!"
At the same time, the accompanying ancient Bodhi tree also crumbled. There were no wood shavings or dried branches, only ashes that filled the sky and fluttered down.
Next, the Buddhist artifacts in everyone's hands dimmed down and once again returned to their normal state.
Everyone was stunned and didn't know why such a thing happened. Could it be that the Buddhist artifacts and bronze plaque were taken away from the temple?
All that was left of the ancient temple was ashes, nothing was left. Ye Fan stared for a while and said, "Taking away all kinds of Buddhist weapons, taking away the inscribed board of the ancient temple, causing the abandoned Great Lightning Tune Temple to lose its meaning of existence. Maybe this is why it scattered with the wind."
Zhou Yi was usually gentle and refined, but at this moment, he was very excited. His eyes shone with a strange light as he said, "I'm even more certain that there really are gods in this world. Perhaps we can follow the footsteps they left behind and move forward. What we've encountered today may be a great opportunity for us."
Gods, Buddha, immortality … These absurd legends were now brought up, but no one would find it too absurd. The facts before their eyes indicated that many common sense could be subverted, and that gods did not absolutely not exist.
"Follow the footsteps left behind by gods … it's easy to say, but I don't see any hope." Pang Bo glanced at Zhou Yi and said, "Right now, the most important thing is to find a way to survive. There are no villages or shops in this desert, no water source, no food. In another seven or eight hours, the situation will become extremely bad."
"All the signs show that this planet is most likely Mars, and we all know that it's impossible for Mars to have a habitable environment." Li Xiaoman was beautiful and moving. After a series of events, she had become calmer and calmer. She continued, "If gods really exist, then perhaps all of this can be explained. This is just a small piece of pure land on Mars."
As soon as she finished speaking, a series of rumbling sounds suddenly came from the reddish-brown ground. The vast land began to shake, as if there were thousands of soldiers and horses galloping, or as if there were raging waves surging in the sea.
"Sandstorm … a super storm on Mars!" Beside Li Xiaoman, Cade's expression changed drastically as he shouted in broken Chinese.
Every year, a quarter of Mars would be shrouded in violent sandstorms. A typhoon on Earth could reach speeds of more than 60 meters per second, but a storm on Mars could reach speeds of 180 meters per second. A super storm could sweep through the entire planet.
Even a heavy tank would be swept into the sky, let alone a human!
In just an instant, the stars and moon that filled the sky disappeared, and endless reddish-brown sand completely covered the sky. A huge storm that swept through the entire Mars had begun.
"No, we don't have a storm here …"
Just a moment ago, many people were terrified, thinking that a catastrophe was about to befall them. However, at this moment, everyone realized that the storm was raging in the distance, but it was calm and peaceful in front of them.
With the Five-Colored Altar and the Tempest Temple as the axis, a hazy round cover with a diameter of more than 1,000 meters was formed, covering the sky above this area and isolating this place from the outside world.
Li Xiaoman's words had come true. This was indeed a small piece of pure land, and a supernatural force had blocked the storm. This indirectly proved that gods might exist, and this might be a place protected by gods.
"Oh no, that hazy light cover is dimming, and it's about to disappear!" A female student who was looking up at the sky turned pale.
The dim light barrier in the sky was gradually melting, and it wouldn't be long before it completely disappeared. After seeing this scene, everyone's expression changed. With death so close, no one could remain calm.
"What do we do? Are we … really going to die here?" Some people's voices were trembling.
"I don't want to die …" Some of the female students cried out.
"If the light cover disappears, we'll be crushed by the super storm!" Even the male students were terrified. This piece of pure land on Mars would no longer exist, and there would no longer be a place for survival.
"Rumble …"
The storm was like muffled thunder, and the entire land seemed to be trembling. The sky was covered in a hazy haze, and there was violent sand everywhere. Fear was spreading among everyone.
Ye Fan's eyes were still clear, and he looked at the overwhelming sandstorm. He said calmly, "Perhaps there's only one way out now."
"We can escape? What's the plan? "
"This piece of pure land will no longer exist. Where else can we survive?!"
At this juncture of life and death, everyone was extremely anxious, and many people were panicking.
"Follow the path that the gods have taken and leave this uninhabitable environment," Ye Fan said.
Instantly, some people understood what Ye Fan was thinking, but there were still many who were puzzled.
"That's right, this might be the only way out." Zhou Yi nodded in agreement.
According to Ye Fan's speculation, in the distant past, there were gods who opened up the ancient starry sky path from Earth to Mars, but this might not be the final destination.
There was also a Five-Colored Altar on Mars, and it was very likely that it led to an even more distant starry sky. This was the path that the gods had taken before, and now that they were forced into a desperate situation, the only way to survive was to follow this ancient path and leave Mars.
At this moment, everyone understood, and they quickly rushed toward the Five-Colored Altar.
Although it was only a distance of a thousand meters, everyone felt as if they were separated by an ocean. This distance concerned their life and death. If the light cover in the sky was shattered before they reached the Five-Colored Altar, everyone would die without a doubt.
The vast ruins of the Heavenly Palace were filled with rubble. This was a difficult journey, and because they walked too quickly, some people sprained their ankles. However, they did not dare to stop, and they endured the pain as they moved forward quickly, not wanting to fall behind.
Even if they could reach the Five-Colored Altar safely, whether or not they could open up the ancient starry sky path was still unknown. This was a huge shadow that shrouded everyone's hearts. One had to know that everything on Mount Tai was passive. However, at this moment, they had no choice. That place was their only hope, and they could only think of a way to get there first.
"Ah …" When a female student was running in the ruins, she suddenly let out a blood-curdling scream, and with a thud, she fell into the dust, never to move again.
Her face was filled with horror, and there was a bloody hole the size of a thumb on her forehead, and blood was flowing out. She seemed to have seen something extremely horrifying before she died.
"What happened?!" Everyone felt their blood run cold, and their hearts were filled with fear. A living life had suddenly died just like that. Just a moment ago, she was still with everyone, but now she was gone forever. It was so sudden and strange.
"Don't go near her!" Ye Fan shouted to stop the two male students who wanted to get close to the corpse. He thought of the snow-white skull he saw on the way here, and there was also a finger-sized hole in the center of the forehead. It was the same way she died, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"We have profaned the Great Thunderclap Temple, could it be that … the gods are punishing us?" A female student's voice was trembling, and her heart was filled with fear.
"Even if the gods exist, the Buddha is also merciful." Zhou Yi interrupted her words to prevent the fear from spreading, and said, "We have no way to take her away now, and can only let her rest here in peace. We must hurry back to the Five-Colored Altar."
No one hesitated, and at this moment of life and death, they could no longer care about the corpse of the female student.
"Dong …" Suddenly, the melodious sound of a bell rang out, and the sound was vast and solemn, as if a great golden bell was shaking.
Extremely resplendent golden light rushed out from where Wang Ziwen was, and his entire body was enveloped in the dazzling golden radiance, as if he was wearing a thick layer of golden battle armor. It was extremely dazzling, and it was as if a golden divine flame was burning.
In Wang Ziwen's hand, the broken bronze bell was gently shaking, and the grand sound was produced by it. The resplendent golden light also came from it.
"What happened?" Liu Yunzhi was the closest to him, and asked very nervously.
"Something attacked me just now …" Wang Ziwen was usually gentle, but at this moment, he was enveloped by the golden divine flame, and it was as if he was wearing a golden battle armor. He was very imposing, and it was as if a god had descended to the mortal world.
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