The resentful spirits of the bitter sea are disappearing rapidly, and the white bone mountain has finally become a pile of powder.

After a month, the dark water, which has been crystal clear, contains an indissolvable dead air, and has disappeared without a trace.

"Isn't it a great merit to transform the sea of suffering?"

The Buddha of Light walked out of the sea, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was the mercy of the Holy Father.

"Although it is a region, it is also a pure heaven and earth!"

Juggernaut smiled.

The three of them crossed the sea of suffering, fluttered away, came to the opposite side, and after landing on the shore, the vast Buddha nature, like a surging tide, and the majestic power of faith, rushed to their faces.

The sun is sprinkled, the Buddha rhyme flows, and not far away, the power of faith has become a piece of light and rain, bright as crystal, sprinkled with a little brilliance.

There, there is a linden tree with crystal clear leaves and branches that are coiled and hovering like dragons. Under the Bodhi tree, there is a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged, kind and kind, not stained with dust, the whole person flows with the rhyme of Buddha, as if blended with heaven and earth, imprinted for eternity, immovable and unpolished, eternal existence.

"Shakyamuni Buddha!"

Chu Yang found that this person is no different from the Buddha master of the temple, and it is a generation of Buddha masters, such as coming to Dajue.

Overhead, the ancient Bodhi trees swayed with a sparkling light, sprinkled down, turned into smallpox, drooped over their shoulders, and melted into the earth.

The detached temperament transforms the harmony of all things, and makes people unconsciously tranquil.

While......!

On the mountain in the distance, there is a melodious bell, the Brahma bell is faint, such as the head of the stick to drink, the initiation, the wisdom flows, the self-enlightenment, cleansing the soul, awakening the mind.

The ancient bell in the deep mountains, the Lord of Bodhi Buddha, is like a melodious dream, out of the world, selfless and intoxicated, unwilling to wake up.

In this situation, even Chu Yang was a little stupid for a while.

Distant mountains, the Brahma bell is long, dozens of miles apart, deafening, making people feel like being baptized, ether empowerment, and purifying everything:

"You are late, the road is cut off, the mountain is closed, and you will not be able to reappear in the world until the sea is dry. ”

A burst of spiritual fluctuations came into the mind, under the Bodhi tree, the Buddha did not open his eyes, his body did not move, but he whispered, as if he had crossed the eternity, penetrated time and space, and came here to communicate with them.

"The spiritual mountain has withered, and there is no road ahead!"

On the body of the Buddha, the Tao rhyme flows, the Buddha's light blooms, intertwined with the avenue of heaven and earth, deducing infinite wonderful rhyme, showing more compassion, and the voice is compassionate.

"You're still on the Starry Sky Ancient Road and haven't returned?"

Chu Yang asked.

"At the end of the Lingshan Road, turn back to the shore. ”

Under the ancient tree, the Buddha muttered.

At this time, the spiritual fluctuations have disappeared, the ancient Bodhi tree is rapidly petrified, and even the Buddha has become a sculpture, as if it has existed for eternity.

"The manifestation of the Tao is left by the supernatural powers!"

The Sword Master had already seen clearly that this was not a real person, nor an incarnation, but a stone statue carved with magical powers inside, and if someone came, it would manifest and make people retreat.

Walk around the stone statue and move on.

It won't be long before the road ahead is over.

In the distance, there is a huge mountain range, as if at the top of the clouds, at the end of the sky, as far as the eye can see, barren and devoid of life, but with a terrible divine power, the power to suppress all faith.

"This is the real Spirit Mountain!"

Chu Yang urged his eyes to see that the mountains were barren, but they were precipitated with majestic faith and mental power. There is also a wave of pressure that sweeps in, suppresses the mind, destroys everything.

"I feel the danger!"

The Sword Master said solemnly.

"After all, Shakyamuni Buddha is a quasi-emperor, there is a formation he carved here, many runes left by ancient Buddhas, and thousands of years of precipitation of faith and mind, forming the general trend of Lingshan, if there is no secret words and tokens, it is difficult to reach!" Chu Yang said, "Once you break in, the formation is running, it is an ordinary great sage, I am afraid that you will also hate this place!"

There are three steps in the holy realm, which are the saint, the saint king and the great sage, and above the great sage, it is the quasi-emperor. The quasi-emperor has nine heavens, and for the quasi-emperor, one palm can slap the great sage to death.

"Leave it to me!"

The Buddha of Light walked in front, took a step forward, the earth shook, the formation moved, and the aura of destruction surged, manifesting a piece of chaos, falling thousands of killing machines.

Lingshan is fleeting, as if between the real and the illusory.

There is also a big Buddha manifestation, sitting in the air, reciting scriptures, and hundreds of millions of Buddhas, rotating around.

The Buddha of Light did not stop, step by step, leading the remaining Buddha array here, and arhats appeared, reciting mantras, holding demon pestles, connected together, forming a supreme majesty, vast power, descending, directly hitting the heart.

If you can't bear it, your mind will collapse and Sendai will be destroyed.

The vast power of Buddha, the majestic power, is difficult for ordinary saints to bear.

This is the means left by Shakyamuni Buddha.

Chaotic impact, one after another Buddha light turned into Yaksha, Asura, Gandharva, Garuda and other eight people, slaughtered, tragic breath, confused in the sky.

The Buddha of Light urged the great karma technique, manifested the means of the true Buddha, impacted upward, dispersed the pressure, and came directly to a cliff, here, there are Buddha platforms, on which there are old monks who sit down, and there is a death-like silence.

Looking at Lingshan, there is not a single grass or tree, everything is withered, decayed, withered, and has no life. The spiritual springs and pools are all dry and withered, and there is no vitality at all, just like eons ago.

Lingshan is withered!

The ancient temple is a forest, but there is no one, and the floating slaughter is all over, but there is no real Buddha, no Bodhisattva, no Buddha, nothing.

In the dead emptiness, only the majestic Buddha rhyme remains, and the heavy power of faith that has been precipitated.

"What really happened?"

The sword saint also crossed over, and he saw a piece of Buddha treasure, a piece of artifact, scattered in all directions, buried by dust, withered through the ages, and almost completely lost the Buddha rhyme.

It's like the Great Thunder Yin Temple on the Glowing Ancient Star.

"Shakyamuni Buddha traveled to the starry sky, looking for the ancient road to become an immortal, and arrived at the Burial Emperor Star. There is the true birthplace of the Buddha, and it seems that Shakyamuni Buddha joined it, but later he was expelled and called the Great Demon. The destruction here should be related to the events of the past, but it is difficult to understand the specifics!"

According to what he knew, Chu Yang had speculated bit by bit, and he didn't know if it was correct or not.

Walking between the ancient temples, feeling the immeasurable, majestic and vast power of faith, the rhyme of Buddhism, thinking about the past, how prosperous this place was?

But now, it is so withered, which is emotional.

Prosperity and decline, decline and prosperity, such as Taiji yin and yang, not the same, mutual transformation.

Isn't life like this? Ups and downs are the principle of heaven and earth.

"Burial Emperor Star, Starry Sky Ancient Road, I really want to see it!"

Juggernaut has some yearning.

"In a few years, you can go!"

Chu Yang said with a smile.

The Sword Saint nodded, he pointed to a broken furnace and said, "It's not weaker than an ordinary medium-grade immortal weapon, but it can't withstand the wear and tear of the years, and it's so damaged!"

"In this world, the power of time is hard to resist!"

Chu Yang paused.

Even the emperor can't stop the passage of time.

Only by becoming a red dust fairy can there be some possibility.

These broken artifacts, whether they were Sword Saints or Chu Yang, were not taken into account.

The Buddha of Light stopped at a furnace and suddenly spoke: "This Ding furnace is sealed by the Buddha himself."

This is what is recorded on the stone tablet next to it.

The copper furnace is a holy weapon, which cannot stop the power of the years, and the gods inside, that is, the so-called instrument spirits, have all died, but this furnace keeps ringing.

"Could it be that the Great Demon is sealed inside?"

Juggernaut's gaze was sharp.

The stove was mottled with patina, but the lid shook even more violently, as if it was about to collapse.

At this time, a fragrant breath came from the stove, and even if Chu Yang took a sip, he felt a shock in his spirit.

"The Great Medicine of Refining?"

Juggernaut smiled.

"It should be!" Chu Yang already understood what was going on, looked at the stone tablet next to him, and said, "At the beginning, on the Ling Mountain, there was an immortal elixir, which was the Bodhi tree. Shakyamuni Buddha extracted the essence and used the dragon vein of Lingshan as the fire, wanting to refine a furnace of medicine and leave it to future generations. However, the immortal medicine is difficult to refine, and it takes a long time, even on the day when the Buddha leaves, he has not succeeded in refining, so he will hand over to the descendants to guard, hoping that one day the great medicine will be successfully refined! Unfortunately, the spiritual mountain has changed dramatically, gradually drying up, not suitable for cultivation, and the monks gradually retreated from the starry sky, but the great medicine has not been completed, and it cannot be easily moved, otherwise it will be ruined! In the end, the Buddhist Arhats and Bodhisattvas retreated one after another, and also sealed the spiritual mountain to protect this furnace of elixir!

Chu Yang suddenly understood the reason why Lingshan was sealed!

Heaven and earth have changed greatly, the aura has dried up, it is no longer suitable for cultivation, the ancient sects have retreated to the starry sky, and the spiritual mountain has been sealed, one is to protect this furnace of medicine, and the other is to prepare for the return in the future.

"Why is the aura depleted?"

Juggernaut was puzzled.

He really hadn't encountered such a situation.

"Because of one place, there are ninety-nine dragon veins gathered there, absorbing spiritual energy, which caused the outside world to dry up, and finally became the era of the end of the law!"

Chu Yang thought of the immortal land in the ancient land of Kunlun.