In the middle of the black mountains, the terrain is full of dangers and treacherous, but this area has become a vacuum.

"Why did you make a move?" asked Yi Nian.

Buddha Yi asked rhetorically: "Why did you make a move?"

Yi Nian sneered: "Anyway, the little monk's reason is by no means the same as yours." ”

The Buddha was silent and did not talk again.

The two monks looked at each other, and a cold atmosphere of slaughter circulated in the air, and when the two of them reacted, they saw that Jiang Changan had turned around and continued to go west.

The environment in the Black Mountain was gloomy, and at some point, the clouds and mist in the sky also turned gloomy blood-red, gray and difficult to see the road ahead, just like the blood-colored night, extremely depressing.

"Jiang Gongzi, Jiang Shi, Jiang Da Shao ......" Yi Nian smiled and followed, leaned aside and asked, "Jiang Gongzi doesn't want to ask why the two of us made a move?"

"Since the two of you are killing people at the same time, there must be something you don't want me to know, and it's useless to ask. Jiang Changan didn't want to be entangled, his intuition told him that the purpose of Wu Nian coming here was definitely not so simple, and Wu Nian's gathering here for the first time in 100,000 years would definitely not be a simple coincidence, and he never believed in coincidences.

Continuing to travel west for dozens of miles, suddenly, just behind the mountain rocks, a ruin gradually emerged, the hazy Buddha rhyme emanated, and a faint Zen chant was heard in the ear, as if coming from outside the sky.

"There is a Buddha sound!" Yi Nian jumped up excitedly.

At first, Jiang Chang'an thought it was an illusion, but the sound of the Buddha gradually became huge, lingering in the entire ancient temple, like Huang Zhong Dalu vibrating, solemn, vast, subtle, mysterious.

At the end of the ruins is an extremely open land, just like a square, the sound of Buddha is coming from the sky above the square, in a trance, the three of them seem to see thousands of monks with golden light on their heads sitting cross-legged on the square, studying Buddhist scriptures, and the sound of thousands of monks reciting the Dharma is intertwined, making people's hearts solemn, as quiet as ancient waves.

Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty!

At the end of the square, there stands an ancient temple, silent, blue bricks and stone tiles, 100,000 years of time to make it and this immortal dare not set foot in the field completely integrated, it is full of strange flowers and plants, interdependent, full of antiquity, people seem to feel the hazy time flow, the changes of the years

, bringing people endless tranquility and antiquity, not magnificent at all, but more than a natural charm of Buddhism.

Even so, they can occasionally see the golden wall and silver bridge buried in the ruins, which is difficult to hide the glory of the past, and in a trance, they seem to see the scene of 100,000 years ago, and the golden glazed tile heavy eaves roof is particularly prosperous. The eaves of the hall are decorated with blue and blue dot gold and gold paintings, and the red big cylinder sits on the golden dragon.

At the entrance of the deserted ancient temple, there is a rusty and mottled copper plaque, which is engraved with four ancient characters, such as a dragon and snake coiled, and the Zen meaning is endless.

"Great Thunder Sound Temple!"

The legendary Da Lei Yin Temple, the abode of the Buddha, the supreme holy place of Buddhism.

At this moment, it is in front of a few people, although it has fallen to this, but it is especially solemn and sacred.

"The sound of the Buddha is like thunder. This is the temple. ”

Jiang Chang'an walked towards the main hall, and in the ancient hall, suddenly, the dust in the entire ancient temple receded, dust-free, and clean. The stone Buddha statue with strict law is the true face, or anger or anger, or joy or sorrow, it is the world of all kinds of states, all this in front of you, peaceful and peaceful, let people feel like a spring breeze, as if there is an ethereal Zen singing.

Passing through the ancient hall, continuing to march for two or three miles, a side hall appeared in the ruins, this hall is even older, as if it has grown here from ancient times to the present, no one cares, and there is no life at all.

The plaque in front of the hall is carved with three ancient characters that are worn out - "Hall of the Dead".

Jiang Changan paused suddenly, on his indifferent and calm cheeks, he didn't know when two lines of tears flowed, he had no sorrow or joy in his heart, he didn't know why he was crying, but the tears were like bursting the embankment, and they couldn't be suppressed.

Walking into it, there is a green case in the center of the ancient hall, which is full of scriptures that have turned into dust, but there is a blank area in the center, as if something should have been placed there, a tattered and dusty futon in front of the case.

Buddha Yi sighed and said: "The original place on this green table must be the green lantern in charge of reincarnation, and the person sitting on this futon should be the person in charge of the lamp." ”

Jiang Changan was silent, he thought of the woman on Linxian Peak, the idiot woman who could stare at a landscape for two hours, once upon a time, she was so demented and staring at this candle for a long time

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In the backyard of the ancient palace, six ancient wells are full of grass and trees, and each ancient well is engraved with its own name in the ancient characters of Zhong Ding - "Heavenly Dao, Shura Dao, Human Dao, Animal Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, Hell Dao." ”

Yi Nian glanced at the Buddha's clothes, and preemptively said: "This little monk I know, the green lantern eliminates the cause and effect of the dead soul, and puts it into the six ancient wells to reincarnate in terms of merit and demerits. ”

Out of the Temple of Death and continue to the west, still can't see the end of the temple, the black mountains in front of you, the cliffs are one after another, the terrain is extremely dangerous, but fortunately, because of the blessing of the Buddha's sound and divine power, the strange beasts and demons in the immortal ban do not dare to break in rashly, but it is safe.

After walking for half an hour, a towering ancient tree appeared in front of the three of them, standing against the mountain, and half of the tree body has been connected with the mountain as a whole, look carefully, the tree body has been hollowed out, extending a leisurely path leading to the inside of the mountain.

"Could this be the Buddha's cultivation cave?" Mo Cang wondered.

The ancient wood is like a natural Buddhist door, simple and natural, and there is an endless inexplicable Zen mystery when you experience it carefully.

The three of them stepped into it, feeling that they had walked three or four miles, and a faint green fluorescence suddenly appeared on the stone wall, illuminating the end.

At the end of the ancient cave was a stone room, and when the three of them walked in, they saw an ancient corpse sitting in the stone room.

The ancient corpse of a man, sitting facing the wall.

The dim fluorescence illuminated on it, the ancient corpse had been dried and sitting, unrecognizable, the clothes on the body had already turned into a few strands of tattered cloth, sitting cross-legged on the moldy and long-haired futon, and a few strands of long hair hanging in front of the temples, looking extremely desolate.

His internal organs had already been eaten by ants, and a large hole was opened in his chest and abdomen. Two iron nails were driven straight into his legs, smashed into the ground, and he sat there in a masochistic way, which was shocking.

The stone wall in front of him is engraved with mottled handwriting, "There is no gauze lamp in the world, but the glass cup in front of the Buddha".

"This is that stone room!" Jiang Changan and Yi Nian said in unison, this is the mysterious stone room that the two of them entered after their first encounter, if it weren't for the Qinglin giant beast that took the two of them to the bamboo forest, facing the three-eyed Gu Immortal corpse would only be afraid of the fierce and auspicious.

Yi Nian beat his chest and cried out bitterly: "It turns out that this temple was so close to us at that time, although the Qinglin giant beast saved you and me, but it made the little monk lose such a good opportunity, which is also infuriating." ”