Chapter 110: The Holy Land of Bagan

After the battle of Savage Mountain, Elder Zifeng's expression turned grim, and he immediately used the "Soul Searching Technique" to search for souls.

Emmons and Bidongwen had already run away, these two old miscellaneous hairs, Elder Purple Wind had no interest in killing them now, and they didn't dare to kill them.

Because the video of the secret exchange between Daoist Ziling and the blood clan is still in the hands of others.

Moreover, although the two dark races of the blood clan and the werewolf clan are ruthless to the outside world, they will stand up and fight hard when it comes to the survival of their internal core disciples, and the inheritance mark in their blood will record everything.

Therefore, Li Changkong became the target of Elder Zifeng, and that set of golden dragon duels was enough to vent his hatred.

Although he has already suffered some injuries, it is enough to deal with ants like Li Changkong, this is the realm, and this is also the absolute gap brought by strength.

Soon, a few words appeared on the bare ground: "Bagan".

"Bagan? The capital of the Bagan Dynasty, Li Changkong, you are very good at hiding, and you went to the place where Theravada Buddhism flourished, I don't know what tricks you can play! Elder Purple Wind smiled coldly and turned into a streamer of light and flew towards the central part of Myanmar.

Bagan, the birthplace of the former dynasty of Burma, when the Bagan Dynasty was established, the first king Anuryubi built pagodas and monasteries in the middle reaches of the Ayeyarwady River, and introduced Theravada Buddhism, which once made this place a great place for Theravada Buddhism to spread in the south.

There is Hinayana Buddhism in the south, then there is Buddhism in the north, and this Buddhism in the north is Mahayana Buddhism, that is, the Buddhist civilization introduced from India from the Tang Dynasty. Thus, Mahayana Buddhism gets this meaning.

Strictly speaking, there are some differences between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, Mahayana Buddhism believes that everyone has the root of wisdom and can have an epiphany day and night, and become a Buddha on the spot, while Xiaocheng Buddhism emphasizes self-discipline and self-cultivation, as well as the practice of precepts, so as to achieve the status of an arhat, this is the difference, which also determines the division of the final level of practice.

In Mahayana Buddhism, the cultivation levels are divided into six levels: tribal beings, suda, vajra, arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas, of which the latter five correspond to the five cultivation levels in the practitioner's world, and the subordinates are only basic cultivation.

In Theravada Buddhism, the cultivation levels are divided into four levels: Sudhaheng, Stohan, Anaham, and Arhat, the latter three correspond to the cultivation level of the cultivator's world, while the former is just basic practice.

Walking on the banks of the Ylrawaddy River, blowing the warm tropical wind, immersed in a Sanskrit sound, thinking about the latest information compiled by these ghosts, Li Changkong felt a trace of refreshment, in Theravada Buddhism, the most powerful monk is also an arhat, equivalent to an arhat in Mahayana Buddhism, a Yuanying monk in Taoism, and a lord in the blood clan.

"This is the religious inheritance, and this is also the result of the difference in cultivation, but even just an arhat cultivator is enough to make his voice heard, because according to the cultivation world record, once you reach the level of a cultivator, it is enough to start a sect, teach the inheritance, and become a true prince."

Thinking of all this, Li Changkong couldn't help but feel a little warm, when would he be able to become a cultivator? Become a prince?

These days, the collision with the ethereal gate has made Li Changkong return to the battle between the world, such a world is also deceitful, the same intrigues, the same competition is prestige and manpower, but unfortunately, his own strength is weak, and there is still a long way to go.

"Forget it, let's think about it later, let's go find antiques first, presumably that Zifeng guy will find it soon", putting aside these thoughts, Li Changkong threw Ethiopian Baru into the Yyarwady River, but his eyes looked at Bagan City on the other side of the river.

On a riverside plain, all over the pagodas, square, original, flat, cave-shaped, there is no similarity, a school of Buddhist holy places, especially the cave-shaped stupa built on the mountainside is like a guard, the stars arch the moon, tightly hugging the whole Bagan city.

The whole Bagan city is shrouded in the darkness before dawn, surrounded by a faint mist, like a dream, and what is even more strange is that the whole Bagan city is filled with a kind call of treasure, with a little taste of Buddhism, which can make people feel peaceful and solemn.

In the cool river water, Ethiopia Balu was soaked in the cold and finally woke up.

"Hey, collaborator, where are we? What about my father, them? ", Esablu asked.

"I don't know, in order for us to avoid pursuit, we may be killed by Zifeng", Li Changkong planted the blame, and said, telling what he saw in Savage Mountain later.

"What! Ethereal beast! Esablu grinned, his fingers crackling, his wet face unusually hideous, but after a while, he calmed down, and his eyes kept rolling, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Changkong saw all this scene in his eyes, but he pretended not to know, just stood with his hands in his hands, like an old monk who had entered the meditation, looking at the sky in the distance.

"Hi collaborator, what's your name? My name is Ethiopiabaru," Ethiopiabaru said.

"Li Changkong", Li Changkong said, but scolded in his heart, damn vampire, look at how long you play.

"Oh, your golden dragon is so powerful, you can actually blast through that damn true fire world, it burns me so painfully, where are you going to go next? Back to China? Essibarou asked cautiously.

"I don't know, Huaxia is estimated to be difficult to go back, Zifeng is estimated not to allow my existence, but I am afraid that it will still come to hunt me down, and I don't know where to go!" , Li Changkong pretended to be helpless and said.

"Well, then you can go back to England with me, and the Bloods will be able to protect you," said Essibaro sincerely.

"This ......", Li Changkong hesitated slightly, and said in his heart, protect me? I'm just waiting for me to throw myself into the net, but unfortunately, Ethiopian Baru, having you by my side is the biggest guarantee.

"What, don't believe me?" , Essai Baru asked eagerly, did I miss the horse's feet? It's impossible, it's just a chance encounter I arranged in Myanmar, it's not possible at all, I should be overthinking.

"No, it's because I'm afraid of causing trouble to the blood clan, I can't bear it, you also know that the weight of the Golden Dragon Duel is enough to make people crazy", Li Changkong said in a tone that he didn't want to involve others, but in fact, he was waiting for Ethiopian Balu to take the bait completely.

"Haha, Li Changkong, you are too worried, my blood clan has a deep heritage, far from what the outside world thinks, an ethereal gate does not dare to spread wild in front of the blood clan", Essai Balu let out a long breath and said domineeringly. So that's the case, if you don't dispel your scruples, I'm afraid that you won't take the bait.

"Okay then", Li Changkong nodded in agreement, sneering in his heart, Ethiopian, you have finally taken the bait.

"Okay, it's almost sunrise, I need to go into the underground world to sleep and heal, and I'll come out to find you in the evening", Essibaro smiled kindly, turned into a bat-like object, and burrowed into the ground.

"Hibernation? It's just right, send you away, I can fight with Zifeng at ease, presumably you can't know what I can get out", Li Changkong sneered and ran towards Bagan City.

In the city, Li Changkong had already heard the earnest call of the treasure, which must have been a great surprise.