As time went by, the number of people crossing the Golden Sea Region decreased. The Myriad Buddha Festival had come to its last month, and the Myriad Buddha Assembly would be held on the Western Heaven Spirited Mountain.
As there were no more Buddhist cultivators crossing the Golden Territorial Waters, many cultivators held lotus flowers and placed them into the Golden Territorial Waters. Suddenly, the lotus flowers seemed to be dyed with golden light and floated towards the Golden Territorial Waters. It was as though they had turned into golden lotuses.
Countless people imitated this action. After that, those who had released the lotuses put their palms together and closed their eyes. Buddhist chants rang out from their mouths. They were extremely pious, as if they were praying for blessings.
The sound of the Buddha reverberated throughout heaven and earth. It was as if the heavens and earth were resonating. Ye Futian stood in front of the sea, the sound of the Buddha lingering in his ears. He could not help but put his palms together. His expression was solemn. Now, he could also be considered a Buddhist cultivator.
The Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas convened, and the cultivators of the Buddha Realm seemed to be praying in their own way.
As if in response to the Buddhist voice that lingered between the heavens and the earth, at the end of the Golden Sea Region, the land that bordered the heavens and the earth, a boundless dazzling Buddhist light lit up. It sprinkled over the sea region and covered the endless sea region with an even more resplendent golden glow.
There was even a Buddhist chant that resonated with the Buddhist chant here. Immediately, many Buddhist cultivators who could not cross the sea actually sat cross-legged at the edge of the sea and closed their eyes to cultivate.
The scene in front of them was extremely spectacular. Even Chen Yi, Fang Cun, and the others felt a sense of solemnity and holiness. They could not help but put their palms together and bowed slightly toward the end of the sea. Presumably, this Light of Buddha was the sign of the Ten Thousand Buddha Festival.
After a long while, the Sound of Buddha that lingered between heaven and earth gradually dissipated. However, the Light of Buddha was still there, illuminating the world. Some people gradually left this place, while others continued to sit on the edge of the sea area and cultivate. The sea area with countless cultivators was actually quite quiet. It was very miraculous.
"When are we leaving?" Chen Yi asked as he walked up to Ye Futian.
Ye Futian looked into the distance and said in a low voice, "It's about time."
As he spoke, he looked at Hua Qingqing and said, "Qingqing, are you ready?"
"Yes." Hua Qingqing nodded. Her face was exceptionally calm and her beautiful eyes were clear and flawless.
"Let's go." Hua Jieyu stood on the other side and whispered, "Be careful."
"I know." Ye Futian smiled at her, knowing that she was nervous.
On this trip, only he and Hua Qingqing were going. Hua Jieyu and the others did not cultivate Buddhist techniques, so they could not cross the sea.
Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing stepped into the golden sea. A Buddha boat appeared under their feet and floated forward into the golden sea.
"Master." Little Ling, Fang Cun, and the others walked up and watched Ye Futian's departing figure. They were still a little nervous.
On this trip, the Master was going to the Spirit Mountain in the west. That was the place where all the Buddhas gathered. Tens of thousands of Buddhas gathered there, and there were countless mighty ones there. If they wanted to kill Ye Futian, he would not have been able to fight back at all.
With his back facing them, Ye Futian waved his hand. Then, he sat cross-legged on the Buddha boat. A layer of Buddha's light circled around him as if he had turned into a Buddha. Hua Qingqing stood behind him with a smile on her face. She looked at the end of the sea in the distance. Her green robe was also bathed in Buddha's light. She put her palms together and looked solemn, like a female Bodhisattva.
Countless people in front of the sea region stared at the lonely Buddha boat with astonished expressions. The scene in front of them was like a painting.
Were these two also going to the Spirit Mountain in the west?
Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing rode on the Buddha boat and floated above the sea. As they moved forward, the Buddha Sea was like a golden mirror. When Ye Futian looked down at his reflection in the sea, he did not know whether he was traveling in the sea or in the sky.
Ye Futian smiled, then closed his eyes and cultivated quietly. He let the Buddha boat float forward without any distractions.
Hua Qingqing stood there quietly. It seemed that she was controlling the Buddha boat as it moved forward. Bathed in Buddha's light, she looked sacred and beautiful. The Buddha boat moved very slowly. It seemed to be very far from the end of the sea region. No one knew when they would reach it.
Days passed. In the blink of an eye, more than 20 days had passed. The Buddha boat was still floating above the golden sea region. It even made people forget the passage of time.
During these days, Hua Qingqing and Ye Futian did not say a word. It was extremely quiet. The end of the West was still very far, but they did not feel anxious. This was the Buddha Sea. The Buddha Sea had a spirit. The time for them to cross had naturally arrived.
If the Buddha Sea did not allow them to cross, then they could not force it. This was the world of Buddha.
Since it was not time, Ye Futian continued to cultivate quietly and comprehend the Dharma. Hua Qingqing also stood there quietly and did not disturb Ye Futian's cultivation. Just like that, some time passed. The Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas had already convened. There were more than 20 people, and there were only three days left.
Hua Qingqing found that they were still above the sea region. The distance to the Spirit Mountain at the end of the sea region had not changed at all. It was as if they would never reach it.
However, at this moment, Buddha's light suddenly surged above the sea region. Ripples appeared on the golden water surface.
Then, figures of Buddhas floated from the golden sea region. They stood in front of them, put their palms together, and chanted Buddha's voice.
"Amitabha!"
Hua Qingqing also put her palms together and bowed to the Buddhas. Ye Futian stopped cultivating. He opened his eyes and put his palms together. He bowed and said, "Junior Ye Futian has come to visit the Spirit Mountain in the west."
"Both of you are people with the root of wisdom," a Buddha said. Then, between them, the mist in the golden sea region surged and turned into a golden Buddha gate. The inside of the gate reflected another world. It was like the magnificent scenery of the Spirit Mountain.
"Thank you, master."
Ye Futian bowed and thanked him. Then, the Buddha boat moved forward and floated towards the Buddha gate. Soon, the boat passed through the gate and entered it. In the next moment, it disappeared.
When they disappeared, the Buddha gate disappeared as well. The figures of the Buddhas turned into mist and merged into the sea region. Everything was normal as if nothing had happened.
However, in another place, when Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing appeared again, there was no longer a Buddha boat under them. They stood on a pure land and looked forward. They saw the Buddhas all over the sky. The Buddha's light shone on them. From the bottom up, they could see the figures of many Buddhas standing between the sky and the earth.
Seeing the scene in front of them, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing's expressions were extremely solemn. They put their palms together and bowed to the Buddhas in the sky, looking very sincere.
The Buddhas seemed to know that they were coming and were waiting for them. Countless gazes fell on the two of them. Under the illumination of the Light of Buddha, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing felt an invisible pressure. This was not intentional. Anyone who faced the sky full of Buddhas would feel the pressure!
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