Chapter 57: The ruins of the Yang God Great Zen, the underground palace of the spirit of forbearance and madness
Since ancient times, people who cultivate the soul must choose an object to visualize, and that person is often a powerful being in the legend, and no one has ever visualized themselves.
Because even if the human body is sophisticated, perfect, and so real that it doesn't seem to be real, human beings don't know anything in the beginning, and visualizing themselves doesn't do anything at all.
And after cultivating into a ghost immortal, that person's spirit will become the object of his own visualization.
For example, a person who cultivates the past Mida Sutra, after becoming a ghost and immortal, the soul in the center of the eyebrows becomes a Buddha of the past; Those who practice the concept of the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva will become the appearance of the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Bodhisattva, and so on.
Now, Ye Chen has cultivated into a ghost immortal, but the soul at the center of his eyebrows is still himself, not like he deliberately changed it with Taoism, but it has existed for a long time like that.
"Here we are."
Ye Chen smiled, he didn't have to tell others everything. The speed of opening the Qiankun cloth bag and shuttling through the void was extremely fast, but in just a few words, they had already arrived above the ruins of the Great Zen Temple.
At the same time, Ye Chen raised his hand and swiped it, and a clear and dreamlike gate emerged, connecting the outside world.
Ye Chen took the lead and walked out, and when the others saw this, they also followed.
"What a majestic Taishi Mountain! It is worthy of being one of the dragon veins of the whole Daqian Feng Shui, and the Great Zen Temple was established here, which can be regarded as unique. ”
Ye Chen looked at the huge stretch of mountains that surrounded Taikang Province, endlessly extending into the distance, and the snow on the mountains that had not melted. Suddenly, Ye Chen felt a majestic aura like a giant dragon entrenched in his face.
The Jingren monk seemed to be demented, looking at Taishi Mountain from a distance, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was saying.
"Let's go! The ruins of the Great Zen Temple are at the head of Taishi Mountain, and the main hall of the year must still be there, but it is deserted and dilapidated. ”
As he spoke, the Jingren monk took the lead in leading the way, followed by Ye Chen and the others. After all, this was once someone else's home, and having a familiar person lead the way should be a sightseeing tour.
At the same time, Ye Chen opened the eyes of the sun and the moon, and the divine soul carried the past Mida Sutra, looking for and sensing the location of the legendary underground palace of the Great Chan Temple.
That underground palace is the only thing that Yang Pan and others did not find after the destruction of the Great Zen Temple, and it is also the most precious thing in the Great Zen Temple, where there is not only an artifact of the same level as the Panhuang Soul Sword, but also the soul of the entire Taishi Mountain.
In just a moment, Ye Chen and the others came to the main hall of the Great Zen Temple.
At this point, everyone scattered and watched at will.
"Click"
Ye Chen walked step by step, and there was a sound of shattering under his feet, but it was the tiles that were broken under his feet.
He leaned down and picked up the broken tiles, and found that it was a blue-black, carved with patterns on it, and it was a very strong iron tile, but it was only eroded by the years that countless spots and spots were made, so it became fragile and could not withstand the force of human trampling.
"Time is like a knife, the most ruthless, not for whom it stays, but it exists for all beings."
Looking at the surrounding environment, Ye Chen sighed a little, the Tao is ruthless but affectionate. In the face of the years, even if it is a thousand-year-old temple, it is now a ruin, who can be truly immortal?
As far as the eye can see, the ground is full of broken walls and rubble, all the way to the other side of the mountain, and occasionally there are huge iron incense burners, stone tripods, lifelike Buddha statues carved in stone, and huge rotten wood.
These ruins show the glory of the Zen forest in this mountain forest!
Ye Chen even saw that a huge mountain wall had been cut alive, and a bust of the Buddha had been carved out of it. And one of the toes of this Buddha is half a human height! Man stands on his body and can only look up!
This huge Buddha is carved from half a mountain, and its weight is not known to be dozens of 108,000 catties.
Not only that, but he also heard the monk Jingren once said that when the Great Chan Temple was at its peak, every morning class, they had to light incense to the Buddha, and those little monks who lit incense were all running horses to light the incense one by one, and the bell rang and spread all over the country! That kind of atmosphere, solemn and sacred.
There are more than 10,000 warrior monks in the temple, and when they are practicing in the morning in the martial arts training ground, the voices of 10,000 people are connected together, the momentum and blood are connected together, and the floating clouds in the sky are all scattered!
At night, thousands of large oil cylinders and arm-thick wicks make the entire Great Zen Temple as bright as day......
In this way, Ye Chen really couldn't imagine how much manpower, material resources, and financial resources were needed.
Immediately, he saw a square, paved with large solid bluestone, but it was full of potholes and many deep footprints.
These deep footprints were a foot deep, and they were obviously trampled by force. It was back then, when the Great Chan Temple was glorious, and the warrior monks practiced martial arts one by one.
"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo! Great Qian's Imperial Court! I'm at odds with you! I swear that I will destroy the court! Kill! Kill! Kill! Daqian Yang family, you all die! I........... I'm going to kill you! ”
Just when Ye Chen was looking at the scale of the ruins of the Great Chan Temple on all sides and looking for the underground palace, suddenly a heart-rending howl came from a distance, and the howl was so huge that it shook all sides with a bang.
"What happened to the Monk Jingnin?"
Passing through several mountains and squares, as well as the ruins of dozens of halls, stone stairs one by one, and a few mountains and forests, Ye Chen found a forbearant monk who was crying incessantly, as if he had been injured by a beast.
The monk of Jingren was prostrate on this square, his hands violently hammering the ground, and the big stones were shaken by him, and at the same time, he grabbed some broken stones in his hands, and between the squeaks and screams, he was pinched into powder.
"Master Jingren is a martial saint, and he actually howls in such a gaffe. What the hell is this place? The big golden spider said suspiciously.
"This is Tallinn, where the bones of the monks of the Great Zen Temple are buried, and it is also the tomb of the laity. After the death of the senior monks of the past dynasties, they will be cremated, put the ashes in the altar, and then cultivate the tower, and the ashes relics will be enshrined. After death, the monks who can be buried in Tallinn are all highly accomplished monks. ”
Ye Chen explained. Dachan Temple is one of the six holy places, existed for two or three thousand years, I don't know how many martial saints, how many immortals, even if their bodies are cremated, they are all incredible treasures, and they are rare refining materials between heaven and earth.
But these, the accumulation of two or three thousand years have all fallen into the hands of Emperor Qiandi Yang Pan, which is used to repair the artifact creation boat, and its power does not know what level it has reached.
"Master of forbearance, the moment of mourning, the grief hurts, and the coming days are long. You have endured it for twenty years, and you should know that this is the result. I have innate cause and effect with Hong Xuanji, and when it is over in the future, you can seek justice from them. ”
Ye Chen said. Regarding the fate of the Great Zen Temple, he just had some emotion. The way of the world has always been the law of the jungle, and this is not very new.
It's just that he has cultivated the scriptures of the Great Chan Temple after all, and with some cause and effect, helping the Great Chan Temple to get back this justice can be regarded as clearing this broken fate.
"I never thought that the Great Qian Imperial Court would do such a great job!" After the monk stood up, his face was bitter, like a child, but he stopped his tears, and kept talking about the prosperity of the Great Zen Temple in those years.
"That's right! You should have come to find the underground palace of the Great Zen Temple, right? Did you find it? As he spoke, the Jingren monk seemed to remember something, and suddenly raised his head, looked at Ye Chen, and asked.
"Haha, it's a coincidence, I didn't find it in all directions just now, but now I see it, and it's in the belly of the mountain opposite Tallinn."
Ye Chen smiled, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, he pointed at a certain acupoint on the body of the Jingren monk. Suddenly, as long as he could see it, the Jingren monk also saw it.