The old monk wore a simple gauze robe and had a peaceful smile on his face. He looked very ordinary. It stood beside Jiang Xiaofan and bowed slightly in greeting.
"It's not the right time to open it."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
The old monk naturally understood what Jiang Xiaofan meant. He smiled faintly and said, "You're right, Venerable Sheng Tian."
Jiang Xiaofan walked in front and headed towards the pagoda at the top of the ancient staircase. Behind him, the old monk followed at a slow pace. When Jiang Xiaofan reached the end of the path, the pagoda in front of him emitted a faint golden light. It had a simple and unadorned appearance that made it seem even more sacred and auspicious.
This was a Quasi-Heavenly Treasure that was refined for Jiang Xiaofan back then. At this moment, he appeared here. The ancient pagoda had a spirit. The golden light spread out as if it was cheering.
"Buddha."
In the distance, a young novice monk walked past and bowed when he saw the old monk.
Jiang Xiaofan tilted his head and was a little surprised.
However, he didn't mind. After a slight pause, he walked towards the pagoda in front of him. The old monk nodded to the young novice monk and followed Jiang Xiaofan into the pagoda in front of him.
This scene made the young novice monk's eyes widen.
"Who is that person?"
The young monk was a little shocked.
The Buddha of his lineage, the number one person of Spiritual Mountain, was actually following behind a young man.
Jiang Xiaofan had already walked into the pagoda. The pagoda was flourishing with golden light and had an extremely sacred aura. However, there were also traces of demonic nature in this sacred aura. This demonic nature was different from the demonic nature of the Demon Race. The demonic nature of the Demon Race was domineering, but the demonic nature here was evil and dark.
"With your strength, you still haven't dispelled it?"
Jiang Xiaofan asked.
The old monk shook his head and looked a little guilty. "I'm still a little short. I'll need hundreds or even thousands of years."
"This old monk is guilty."
The old monk put his palms together and bowed to Jiang Xiaofan again as if he was asking for forgiveness.
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and didn't pay it any mind. He continued walking forward.
"Back then, you and Yuanshi were born at almost the same time. Both of you were the strongest people on the Ancestral Star. It's normal that both of you wanted to break through your original level and reach another level."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
The old monk shook his head. "The eternal barrier cannot be broken."
"It's hard to explain."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
With his back facing the old monk, he walked forward. "Now, what should I call you?"
This old monk was the master of the Buddhist Sect, the Buddha. His name was Shakyamuni. However, this was not his name in the beginning. In the most ancient era, he was born together with the Primeval Lord of Heaven and was named Amitabha. The name Shakyamuni was his name after he reincarnated. In the battle back then, he was the most severely injured and was forced to reincarnate.
"Let bygones be bygones. This old monk lives in this world."
The old monk said.
"Really? You and I are quite alike."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled.
Shakyamuni was stunned for a moment before he understood.
He bowed again and said, "Thank you, Venerable Shengtian, for cutting off this old monk's demonic body in the demonic domain. Otherwise, this old monk's sins would be even greater."
In the past, after he reincarnated, he once again reached the end of the path of cultivation. In order to go further, he used his supreme divine power to force out all the negative emotions in his body. After that, his cultivation did indeed step into a new realm. However, the negative emotions that he forced out turned into a great demon, and the demonic nature eroded the entire Spirit Mountain.
It was a disaster. At that time, except for Dipankara Buddha and the little monk who happened to be outside, all the other Bodhisattvas and Arhats suffered a great disaster. They were invaded by the demonic nature and almost went crazy. In order to stop it, Shakyamuni personally sealed the entire Spirit Mountain, isolating it from the world. Even now, the demonic nature here had not been completely eliminated.
"It's okay."
Jiang Xiaofan shook his head.
He didn't stop and walked into the depths of the pagoda.
Not long after, the two sides became spacious. There was a faint golden light surging in the air, but there was also an evil demonic light intertwining. There were many Arhats and Bodhisattvas on both sides. They all had painful expressions as they were suppressed by layers of Dao patterns.
"I've sinned, I've sinned."
Shakyamuni said.
Jiang Xiaofan didn't care and continued to walk forward.
Not long after, the front became even more spacious. He saw another old monk. His body was withered, and there was a faint Buddhist light protecting his body. Moreover, the old monk waved his hand here and struck out holy Buddhist patterns to suppress the demonic nature of the Arhats and Bodhisattvas around him.
"Dipankara."
Jiang Xiaofan stopped.
The old monk raised his head. Although he was casting a spell, he still bowed. "Venerable Shengtian."
"Don't call me that. In this life, I still have to call you teacher."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled.
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare! "
Dipankara shook his head repeatedly.
Jiang Xiaofan didn't say anything. He walked forward and stood in the center.
"Send your sacred power into my body."
He said indifferently.
Shakyamuni and Dipankara were slightly stunned, then they revealed a look of joy.
"Thank you, Venerable Shengtian!"
Shakyamuni bowed.
He walked to Jiang Xiaofan's side with Dipankara Buddha and stuck out his right hand. The bright Buddhist light continuously surged into Jiang Xiaofan's body.
"Roar!"
"Kill!"
Without the suppression of the sacred power, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas who were possessed by the demonic nature immediately went crazy.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was calm as the sacred power entered his body. He raised his right hand and engraved heavenly patterns in the void. He struck out rays of seven-colored sacred light. It was like a rain of arrows that quickly rushed into the bodies of every Arhat and Bodhisattva around him.
In just an instant, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas trembled. Their blood-red eyes gradually dimmed. After dozens of breaths, they returned to normal one by one. The demonic nature completely disappeared, leaving only the peaceful aura of the most holy.
"This …"
"What happened?"
They looked at their hands, puzzled and surprised.
Soon, they discovered the three people in the center, and their expressions changed again.
"Buddha, ancient Buddha, and …"
"Venerable Shengtian!"
Some Bodhisattvas who had survived from ancient times recognized Jiang Xiaofan, and their expressions changed in shock.
Jiang Xiaofan's expression did not change. He raised his left hand and moved his mind slightly. The pagoda suddenly boiled. Dense heavenly patterns surged out from it, turning into a huge light net that covered the bleak Spirited Mountain. At this moment, as long as one stood outside, they could clearly see that the originally withered vegetation in Spirited Mountain gradually awakened. Green sprouts grew out. After dozens of breaths, the demonic aura of Spirited Mountain completely dissipated.
"Buzz!"
The pagoda shook again. Golden light flashed all over the sky, and seven-colored auspicious clouds intertwined in the sky.
"It's done."
Jiang Xiaofan said faintly, motioning Shakyamuni and Dipankara Buddha to withdraw the sacred power that was transferred to him. At this moment, his face became a little pale. With his current Enlightenment Realm cultivation, even with the help of Shakyamuni and Dipankara's sacred power, it was still very difficult for him to engrave heavenly patterns. The burden was great.
"Venerable …"
Shakyamuni's expression changed slightly.
At the same time, Dipankara Buddha next to him was the same. The two great Bodhisattvas seemed to have lost their composure. Just now, when they were transferring sacred power to Jiang Xiaofan, they felt Jiang Xiaofan's current situation. The Origin of the Heavenly Heart was gone!
"It's nothing. It's been too long, and it's always boring to be in the same field. Although it will take a long time to wash out the surface dust that has accumulated for a long time and polish it again, it will eventually reveal a new edge."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
At this moment, he thought of the youth in the Kunlun Wonderland. He thought that the other party must be practicing swordsmanship now. Thinking of the appearance of the youth when he was practicing swordsmanship, he could not help but reveal a knowing smile.
Shakyamuni and Dipankara Buddha were both stunned and lost their composure again.
"As expected of the Venerable."
Shakyamuni bowed.
Around them, the recovered Arhats and Bodhisattvas almost knew what had happened. All of them bowed to Jiang Xiaofan. For a moment, the palace flickered with golden light, and the sacred and compassionate light was shockingly dense.
"Now that I think about it, the Spirit Mountain is the strongest after that battle all those years ago."
Jiang Xiaofan said.
He had just scanned with his Divine Sense and found that other than Shakyamuni and Dipankara, Spiritual Mountain actually had eleven emperor-level experts. Such strength, in this era, there was really no inheritance on the human ancestral planet that could compare with them.
Of course, most of these emperors were between early-stage and fourth-stage emperor-level. They were too far away from Shakyamuni and Dipankara. There was no way to compare. It was also because of this that these people were corroded by the evil demonic nature of Shakyamuni's demonic body back then.
However, he knew that it was normal for Spiritual Mountain to be so strong. Compared to Kunlun, Penglai, and Heaven, Spiritual Mountain belonged to the Buddhist Sect. The disciples of the Buddhist Sect had the least desires. It was also because of this that the disciples of the Buddhist Sect had a profound state of mind. Those with profound states of mind would naturally have twice the result with half the effort in cultivation.
He scanned the surroundings and said, "It's about time. Shakyamuni, Dipankara, one of you stay behind to guard Spiritual Mountain. The others, as long as you have reached the Three Pure Ones Realm, go to the stars to fight. Remember, this is the Sacred War. It's different from back then. This time, when facing the enemy, put away your compassion. "
"Yes."
Shakyamuni bowed.
He scanned the palace and nodded to the Arhats and Bodhisattvas who had recovered their nature.
"Amitabha!"
The Arhats and Bodhisattvas chanted together.
The upper level of the pagoda cracked open, and a door appeared on Spiritual Mountain. Rays of golden light rushed out from the pagoda, shooting into the sky like golden lightning. They tore open the void and rushed into the universe.
On this day, everyone in the outside world was shocked by this scene, especially the tourists and monks in Nalanda Temple. They were so shocked that their faces were drained of color, and they cried out the sacred site of Buddhism. This scene lasted for a long time. After more than ten breaths, it stopped, and no more golden light shot into the universe.
In the pagoda of Spiritual Mountain, Jiang Xiaofan looked at the sky, his eyes calm.
"Now, this is all I can do."
He said to himself faintly.
The pagoda closed. In the end, Shakyamuni stayed behind and stood quietly behind Jiang Xiaofan.
The two stood in the pagoda, and the surroundings were very quiet.
"Shakyamuni, I understand your intention to stay behind and guard Spiritual Mountain. There are many ordinary disciples on Spiritual Mountain. Since you have chosen to stay, you don't have to feel guilty about the demonic body. You are the master of Spiritual Mountain.
Shakyamuni nodded. "Jiang Xiaofan said.
Shakyamuni trembled slightly, then bowed. "Yes!"
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