The sun sets in the west, the sky rotates, night falls, and a bright moon rises over the sea.

A silent and deep ocean, two giant ships of Daomen broke the waves.

In the distance, there was a faint sound of wind blowing and waves.

At this time, the disciples of the Daomen, except for the helm and the cabin guards, all gathered on the deck where the squid demon beast was lying, and looked at the sea beast in the sea with a small mountain to death.

After all, this is a living demon beast, which is usually difficult to see, and they all gather around to judge it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you say, what kind of advancement does the beast demon in this sea rely on, our cultivation is based on the cultivation method, breathing and swallowing spiritual energy, and strengthening one's body, and the White Dragon Demon Mountain is because of a black demon qi. This sea is full of water, there is no black demonic energy, and these beasts in the sea naturally don't know any cultivation methods. ”

"All things have spirits, wisdom and law, this vast sea is wider than the land, naturally there are many variables, but we don't know. ”

"The beast turns into a demon, and it needs to survive the thunder tribulation, and it is not easy to practice, but the blame is only for him provoking us. ”

"Demon beasts are hard to find, this squid is really big!"

"I'm afraid I can't stew in one pot. ”

“........”

And the big squid, an innate demon beast, has just opened its wisdom, and in the face of hundreds of innate monks, where is there any ferocity, it is trembling, and its tentacles are curled up together.

While the disciples of the Dao Sect were chatting, the rumbling sound in the distance gradually became clear.

Some of the disciples looked at it.

In the distance under the moon, there are rolling waves, the range is extremely wide, and the edge is hazy and cannot be seen.

As the ship approached, the scene of the waves became clearer.

The wind and waves were terrifying, and there were even large waves tens of meters high, falling and rumbling.

The vast sea is such a vicious scene.

"Where is this?"

The disciples were a little surprised, the sea under the moon was like a man-eating monster, and people looked very small under the waves of the sky.

"This is one of the top ten forbidden places today, the East China Sea Wind Cave. ”

Jiang Xiaobai appeared at this time.

"You don't have to wait, just be quiet!"

He spoke, flew and stepped on the moon, and jumped lightly to the sea.

In an instant, he was covered in mist, and the back of his head showed the subtle light of supreme merit, and he lifted one foot and stepped on the sea.

In the breath, the power of heaven and earth shook its shape, and the sea surface was suddenly shaken by this foot.

Immediately, the violent sea, the wind and waves, starting from the point where his feet fell, parted in the middle and went straight down to the sea.

Yushui opened the way, Jiang Xiaobai showed such a hand.

"Let's go!"

He ordered.

The hearts of all the Daomen disciples jumped, the real person opened the way when he encountered the water, and this road led straight to the deep forbidden land, where did it lead?

The giant ship opened, and disappeared along the waterway beneath the surface of the Wind Cave.

Above the vast wind and waves, only the bright moon hangs in the sky.

The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time, in Qinzhou, which is thousands of miles away from the East China Sea, there is a thousand-year-old temple.

Famen Temple, Fufeng County, Qinzhou, was founded in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, has a history of nearly 2,000 years, has the name of "the ancestor of Guanzhong Tower Temple", and is one of the four holy places of Buddhism in Kyushu.

Thousands of years ago, after the Buddha Shakyamuni was extinguished, his body was cremated into thousands of relics. Later, Emperor Ashoka unified ancient India, in order to promote Buddhism, the Buddha's relics were divided into 84,000 parts, and the ghosts and gods were driven to the south pavilion floating embankment, sprinkled all over the world, there are 19 places in Kyushu, and Famen Temple is the fifth.

The long river of history is rolling and surging, Famen Temple has enshrined Buddha bone relics for thousands of years, respected by the monarchs of the past dynasties, welcomes the Buddha bones once every 30 years, and the last time the Buddha bones are returned, it is thousands of years ago during the Tang Dynasty Xizong, according to the Buddhist rituals, thousands of treasures of the Tang Dynasty, and the Buddha bone relics are sealed into the dark underground palace.

In the millennium, time has turned, dust has rolled, war has roared, Famen Temple has prospered, declined, collapsed, and burned in the rolling red dust.

In the past thousand years, generations of Buddhist monks have shed blood and burned themselves in order to protect the Buddha's bone relics.

The thousand-year-old underground palace has been hidden underground and has not seen the light of day.

Until half a century ago, the underground palace was born, and the Buddha bone relics were rediscovered.

The Buddha's finger bone relics that have been hidden for thousands of years have reappeared in the world, shaking the Buddhism in the world, because the Buddha's Buddha bone relics have been difficult to find in the world, rare, and the vast majority of them have long disappeared in the rolling red dust of thousands of years.

Therefore, Famen Temple has regained its prosperity and become one of the holy places of Buddhism in Kyushu, with endless incense.

This night, in the tenth month of the solar calendar, it was not half a moon before the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and the moon was very full.

The moon is sparse, and the moonlight shines through the leaves of the trees.

The majestic thousand-year-old temple looks quiet and peaceful under the white moonlight, and the breath of ancient vicissitudes emanates from the mottled door wall.

In the ancient temple, the lights are faintly seen, and under the careful smell, there is the sound of the wooden fish of "dong dong" floating to the outside of the ancient temple with the wind.

Solemn, peaceful.

There is an acre of pond in front of the ancient temple, the water surface is sparkling, the pond is shaded by the trees, from time to time in the night I hear a few birds chirping, and a few black shadows fly by in the moonlight.

Birds stay in the pondside trees.

At this time, the path by the pond turned out of the mottled shadows of the trees.

Barefoot, with an upper body, a bald head, beads around his neck, and a rare tall figure, eight feet tall.

The complexion is dark, the eye sockets are deep-set, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are brown, and the facial features do not look like a Kyushu monk.

On the moonlit stone road, this strange monk walked to the gate of the ancient temple step by step.

He raised his large, lean hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock" "Knock"

Obviously, there was no loud knock on the door, but the entire thousand-year-old temple heard the sound of wooden fish in the vast sky.

The entire ancient temple was alarmed after a while, and the bright and yellow lights were lit up one by one.

The monk disciples in the ancient temple went out to explore.

Eventually, the gate of the ancient temple opened, and the strange monk stood in front of the gate.

Under the moonlight, lights, and glow, the shadow of the strange monk is reflected very long and large.

"Master, where did you come from?"

The abbot of Famen Temple, Master Fazen, a Buddhist monk with white hair like an ape, was shocked from the prayer scriptures in the high hall.

His body appeared in the darkness, opposite the strange monk at the door, chanting a Buddha name, and there was a strange look in his eyebrows.

This monk's dress and facial features are not like Kyushu Buddhism, and more importantly, the abbot Fazen monk can't see through it at all.

"I'll pick up the Buddha's bones and go back to the Bodhi tree!"

The strange monk slowly raised his hands, clasped his palms, and spat out the syllables in his mouth that were strange, obscure, and ancient.

It is an ancient Sanskrit word spread by Buddhism.

At the moment when the tall monster monk clasped his palms, the wind and clouds changed in an instant, and the dazzling golden Buddha light burst out from the strange monk's body.

Its body is immeasurably golden.

Behind its mud pill head, it gives birth to three rounds of gold rings.

The three rings are born, and the Buddha under the arhat has no supreme fruit.

The whole Famen Temple up and down, looking at the front of the courtyard full of Buddha light, the back of the head of the Dao fruit, like the Buddha's strange monks in the world, all looked horrified.