Legend has it that there are eight mountains and eight seas around Mount Meru, and Amitabha Buddha should have been influenced by this rumor, and after finding Mount Meru from the depths of the starry sky, he evolved the eight mountains around it with great magical powers.

Although the eight mountains evolved with great magical powers, they are also magnificent, with silver waterfalls falling and Zen singing endlessly, setting off the central Mount Meru even more grandiose.

At the foot of several large mountains, surrounded by water, you can't see anything from afar, and when you get closer, you will have a sense of vastness.

It's a vast body of water, much like a sea.

The eight mountains are surrounded by the eight seas, and the sea connected by the eight seas surrounds the main mountain, Sumeru.

"Is this what those Buddhists call the Seven Treasure Pool?" Huo Lin'er looked at the water area curiously and said.

Along the way, she had met many Buddhists, and it was from them that she had heard about the Seven Treasure Pools.

These seven pools are as vast as the sea, and they are natural.

The crystal contained in it is crystal clear, and it is named Eight Flavor Water, or Eight Determination Water, by Buddhism, which represents eight special qualities - clear, cold, luscious, light and soft, moisturizing, peaceful, eliminating hunger and thirst, and nourishing all roots.

Therefore, the Seven Treasure Pool is also known as the Eight Merit Pool.

The water of the eight merits is very precious, and the Buddhas drink it to have all kinds of wonderful benefits, which can keep away from filth, purify the body, purify the mind, grow and nourish the six roots, and stay away from illness and suffering.

Just when Huo Lin'er squatted down and was about to pick up a handful of water, the Eight Merit Water emitted immeasurable Buddha light, and the sound of Buddha was deafening, blocking her slender jade hand.

"Hey, why is this happening?" Huo Lin'er was puzzled, no matter how she used it, she couldn't touch even a drop of the Eight Merit Water, and the divine power was dissolved.

"You are not a Buddhist, so naturally you will not be recognized by it." Lingbao smiled, "Even if you collect it, it will be just ordinary water to you, worthless." ”

When Huo Lin'er heard this, he immediately lost interest in the Seven Treasure Pool and the Eight Merit Water.

"When—"

Suddenly, the big bell is long, and the long ringing is shocking.

This bell comes from an ancient temple on Mount Meru, and if a scripture is sung, it is deafening and alarming.

This is a kind of Buddhist heritage - the Zen bell.

Zhong Bo contains the true meaning of the ancient Buddha, has its scriptures, Buddhism, all the large and small temples in the West Desert have such a Zen bell, the difference is only in the quality of the Zen bell.

Soon after, Lingbao and others came to the foot of Mount Meru, and saw many monks going back and forth between the gates of Mount Meru along the way.

These Buddhist monks looked at Lingbao and his party, and they all showed different colors.

Because this is a Buddhist holy place, it is impossible for ordinary donors to set foot here, after all, the eight merit pools alone can stop most of the donors who want to climb Mount Meru.

"Amitabha, several donors can cross the sea of suffering and come to the foot of Mount Meru, presumably there must be someone who is destined." An old monk appeared, standing at the foot of Mount Meru, reciting the Buddha's name.

"We're just here to climb the mountain." Lingbao looked at the old monk and said.

"Amitabha, Buddhism is open for all living beings in the world, and it is fate to be able to come to Mount Meru, that is, there is fate, what is the harm in climbing the mountain, a few donors, please." The old monk recited the Buddha's name, gave up his position, and made a gesture of please.

Lingbao nodded, and then walked into the mountain gate and climbed Mount Meru.

Mount Meru, the holy land of Buddhism, is difficult for outsiders to climb here.

However, Buddhism talks about the fate of Buddhism, and if someone in the red dust can set foot on Mount Meru on their own, they will not stop it.

Of course, not all Hongchen passers-by are qualified to climb Mount Meru, the holy mountain of Buddhism.

After all, this is not a good place for charity, and just like the core area of other holy places, not everyone is qualified to enter.

Lingbao and the others were able to enter so easily, not because of the words of the old monk who guarded the mountain gate.

What is destined for the Buddha and what is destined for the person, those are all polite words, and the real reasons are other things.

The monk who can guard the mountain gate in Mount Meru, Buddhism has naturally cultivated to a certain level, his vision is broad, and the clothes of Lingbao and others are not visible in the world, even if they are traced back to the era when the ancestors came to Beidou, they can't be found.

Especially, when he sank into his heart and looked at Lingbao and Mu Xiyan, a vast momentum oppressed his Buddha's light dimmed, and even secretly using the belief power of Mount Meru to mediate.

These two people are invincible, and there is a danger of destroying the mountain and destroying the door at every turn!

This is the truest feeling in the old monk's heart, because he felt the solitude of eternity from the restrained momentum of Lingbao and Mu Xiyan.

Therefore, the old monk did not stop Lingbao and the others, but showed friendship and let them climb Mount Meru.

All the way forward, the ancient mountains are majestic, and there are wisps of extraordinary breath permeating.

The old vines here are all amazing, the thickness of the bucket is too common, and the houses are so thick can also be seen, winding between the mountains, and the aura is dense.

As we go deeper, the vegetation becomes less luxuriant, and in some places half of the mountain is exposed.

Mount Meru looks like a mountain, but because it's so huge, the exposed mountains can be considered a mountain in their own right.

Therefore, the protruding mountains that are too high have been swept away, leaving a half-level mountain for monks to build temples.

It's like a country of Buddha!

Lingbao and the others have walked far into this mountainous area, and they have seen too many temples, and on the whole, the area is really vast and boundless.

As you can see along the way, the bricks and tiles of those temples are very particular.

There are silver brick temples, there are gold tile temples, some of them reflect the phantom shadow of the Buddha over the years, and some of them sit cross-legged and attained monks.

Lingbao looked at the scene around Mount Meru, and in addition to those temples, he also found that many small worlds were arranged in Mount Meru.

If they were all spread out, Mount Meru might be as high as 160,000 as the legend goes.

Soon after, Lingbao and others came to the top of Mount Meru.

"When—"

The bell is long, and the light of the entire Mount Meru is blazing many times at once, like a mythical pure land on the top of the mountain, the light of the Buddha is shining, and all directions are bright, as if illuminating the entire vast western desert.

The ancient temple on the top of the mountain is magnificent, simple and atmospheric, very magnificent, like an immortal immortal, and the tiles and the ridge are dyed with a layer of holy brilliance.

A copper plaque is rusty, hanging on the ancient temple in the very center, engraved with a few words, iron painting silver hook, vigorous and powerful - it is the four words of "Da Lei Yin Temple".

Standing in front of the Great Lei Yin Temple, not to mention anything else, this bronze plaque alone is amazing, it has been nourished by the emperor's energy, and there is still a terrifying fluctuation in the air.

The big bell is long, deafening.

This is the Zen bell hanging on the big thunder sound temple is roaring, this Zen bell is huge, the Buddha light shines on it, and there is also the emperor's spirit.

At this time, the bell stopped fluttering, and the top of Mount Meru was peaceful, with bursts of Zen singing, like the Bodhisattvas of the heavens and the Buddha were ringing in harmony.

The chanting is endless, making the entire Sumeru mountain top look solemn and incomparable, sacred and pure, with pervasive thoughts, and with all beings.

Purple gold tiles, magnificent temples, and flashing metallic luster in light purple make this place more and more mysterious, and at a glance, the momentum is magnificent.

"It's a bit interesting here, this bell and this temple are all from the hands of Amitabha Buddha, although it is not a pole weapon, but it is also a little imposing." Mu Xiyan looked at the Da Lei Yin Temple and the Zen bell and commented.

"What kind of tree is that?" Huo Lin'er was also looking around the Great Leiyin Temple, and at this moment she saw an ancient tree growing in front of the Great Leiyin Temple, and then asked curiously.

"That's the Bodhi tree, it can also be said to be the Bodhi Immortal Tree." Lingbao replied.

"Bodhi Immortal Tree? Does that mean it's an immortal elixir? Hearing this, Huo Lin'er asked.

"Nature." Lingbao nodded, the Bodhi tree in front of him and the Da Lei Yin Temple are accompanied by each other, there are extraordinary images, and the two are printed to improve the Buddha nature of the entire Sumeru Mountain.

At that moment, a child's laughter came from behind the linden tree.

I saw a little girl chasing something from behind the tree to the front of the tree.

"Why is she here?" Lingbao looked at the little girl and frowned.