Deep in the Spirit Mountain.

Shen Yu didn't stop Maha from making a move.

In other words, the two Bodhisattva Realm powerhouses of the Great Trend and the Medicine Master would not allow him to make any moves.

It's weird.

Obviously, Shen Yu's realm is only the realm of the Divine Journey, but in the eyes of the general trend, this person's body contains an indescribable power.

This power he had only felt in one person.

The man had been dead for three thousand years, and how could he still be alive?

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The medicine master also had such doubts, and in the long years, the three of them had their bodies collapsed, leaving only their souls, and they were dissolved by their own heaven and earth all the time.

It is precisely because of this reason that they dare not leave Lingshan and dare not show it in front of the world.

But today, they had to come out, because the young man in front of them actually triggered the Lingshan Great Array, almost exposing the biggest secret of Buddhism.

The Heavenly Dragon, who was originally guarding the periphery, was inexplicably devoured by Lu Wu's juniors.

Everything changed, and even they felt caught off guard.

For countless years, no one has been able to break through the Lingshan Great Array, which is laid by the Buddha's great disciples, with thousands of Buddha incense in the Western Regions as the source, and the ancient coffin of the Buddha's Gate to the Treasure Burning Lamp as the foundation, protecting the Lingshan Mountain for nearly 100 miles.

Now that the three ancestors of Daomen are missing, and the Confucianism is not revealed, it is really impossible to break this great array.

The general trend is that the people of the era of three thousand years do not know much about the strong people in the current spiritual wilderness.

But in his mind, although the times are advancing, those who reach the top of the mountain first will always be stronger than those who come after.

Today, this seemingly ordinary and handsome man in front of him actually severed the connection between the incense of the country of a thousand Buddhas and the ancient coffin of the lamp just by relying on the sword of a fairyland cultivator.

Without the support of incense, the ancient coffin could not maintain that balance, and the will of the spiritual desolate world was pervasive.

The general trend is so big that I dare not be careless, because this is related to the life and death of Buddhism.

His face flickered, as bright as a Buddha, but the next moment, it was vague and hideous, like a hellish ghost.

Shen Yu is a little boring, for thousands of years, countless people have practiced, not for the sake of strength, not for fame and fortune.

Whether it is the orthodoxy of Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, or the left path of the sideways, they practice for only one purpose.

Phoenix.

But looking at the spiritual famine, for countless years, who has been immortal?

Ancient Buddhas, Taoist ancestors, and Confucian saints created the era of cultivation, but where did they end up?

The records of Dao Ancestors in the Taoist classics are only a few words.

"Life and death are unpredictable."

Such a short word means that the three strong men who are at the peak of cultivators may be dead, or they may be sealed somewhere.

But he did not live forever.

They just outlived some people.

It's like that guy in the Demon Domain, he is strong in the flesh, but he will die eventually.

As for the Confucian sage, in Shen Yu's memory, the Taixuan Daoist Master had traveled all over the spiritual wilderness three thousand years ago, and set foot in every school and Confucian Temple, but he didn't see that saint manifest.

In the same way, there are only a few clay statues left to the world.

The masters of the academy have been studying for so many years, and they have not seen any record of the existence of the Most Holy in the books.

Only Buddhism, when the Taixuan Daoist came west with a sword three thousand years ago, he sensed a trace of terrifying thoughts in the depths of Lingshan. Xiushu.com

If it weren't for the fact that this thought disappeared in a flash later, and there was no trace of it, Taixuan might have come in person.

A trace of memory flashed in Shen Yu's eyes, the memories of these three thousand years are a little chaotic, one will be to kill the Buddha, and the other will be his disciple going west, wanting to meet the owner of that mysterious idea.

After a long time, Shen Yu raised his head and asked seriously, "Three thousand years ago, did that rain fall on Lingshan?"

This is the second time he has asked this question.

That's what he's here for.

He was interrupted by Lu Wu in the distance, but now that many things have happened, he wants to know the answer, because compared to solving the cause and effect, knowing the cause and effect of knowing that he came to the Spirit Wilderness is the most important.

Again, I was a little dazed when I heard the general trend of this question, but I quickly became much clearer.

"It did rain." The general trend muttered.

Shen Yu's expression was calm.

After a few breaths, he continued: "The day after it was reported that the person died, it rained in the sky, and it rained blood, and this rain, the bottleneck that I had been stagnant for hundreds of years was actually loosened because of this, and I stepped into the Bodhisattva realm, and the Medicine Master and Maha also broke through the realm one after another..."

"That day, everyone in Lingshan was very excited, because after their rain, the realm actually grew without bottlenecks, the middle three realms, the upper three realms, countless people were able to advance at the last moment of their lives, several senior uncles laughed wildly in the blood rain, laughing that person finally died, laughing at that person provoked the anger of heaven and earth, using his flesh and blood as spiritual power to make up for the defects of heaven and earth!"

The words of the general trend are getting faster and faster, and there is a great terror in his eyes, the kind of terror that is more terrible than life and death.

Shen Yu was very calm from beginning to end, even if what he was talking about was himself three thousand years ago.

The Taixuan Dao Lord flew to the heavens and died, and then the heavens and the earth rained blood.

The realm of countless cultivators in the Spirit Desolation climbed strangely, and then there was something Shen Yu already knew, and everyone gradually died soon.

In the academy of Chang'an City, when Shen Yu was looking through those books, he found a few clues in series under countless bead curtains.

And now, Shen Yu looked for the depths of Lingshan and saw the people who still existed after bathing in blood and rain back then.

He didn't believe that the power of the Taixuan Dao Lord had reached the point where even heaven and earth were repelled, and even if he flew away, it would be impossible for him to raise the realm of all the cultivators in the entire Spirit Wilderness.

The whole spiritual wilderness, no one can do it.

Shen Yu waved his sleeves, and the aura between heaven and earth distorted, and then changed into two extremely conspicuous characters in the air.

Temple!

After these two words appear.

Shen Yu's calm eyes were like monstrous waves rising in the sea, and his indifferent expression became extremely serious.

Shen Yu asked, "Three thousand years ago, after that rain, did a temple descend on the Heavenly Dome Mountain? The great sun is suddenly no longer round?"

The words fell, and the general trend was so great that his face changed greatly, and his eyes shrank. Looking around in horror, it seemed that there was some kind of existence that could claim his life at any time.

The medicine master on the other side was also like him, he couldn't stop trembling, and even his soul body showed signs of collapse.

The two great cultivators who had stood at the pinnacle of cultivation in the world were so frightened that what happened that day might have been beyond the horror they could imagine.

The temple does exist, Dao Yan Zhenren and Qing Emperor City Song Nu have been on the Sky Mountain and have seen the hall master, but these two people are not as afraid as the general trend.

Even Dao Yan Zhenren and that mysterious hall master had personally fought each other.

Similarly, Tai Xuan had also been to Cangqiong Mountain, and that person's cultivation was only okay.

But after Taixuan's death, the temple appeared, but another strange thing appeared, and even the powerhouses who had reached the peak of such a fairyland were afraid of it.

What exactly happened to make the temple so powerful.

Shen Yu frowned slightly, it seemed that this trip to Lingshan encountered more and more mysteries, and the context of the matter was also complicated.

"It's raining so hard, I've never encountered such a heavy rain in my hundreds of years of cultivation, hahaha...., I saw the Jizo Patriarch also fly into the sky, and then suddenly frantically shot at all the disciples..."

"It's dead, the disciples of Lingyin Temple are dead, my two juniors and disciples opened the big array, hid in Lingshan and didn't dare to make a sound, let alone go out to save those wailing nephews, uncles, because several ancestors seem to be crazy, many extinct Buddhist magical powers are exerted in their hands, no one can dodge, and no one can resist, even if our realm at that time is about to reach the Bodhisattva realm, but in front of several ancestors, we are like ants."

The general trend is still in memory, and the terrifying scene is in his mouth, as if it is right

In the event generally.

Shen Yu suddenly said, "What about the Buddha? Why didn't he choose to make a move that day?"

As soon as the words fell, the general trend and the medicine master fell into a stupor at the same time, and they couldn't stop muttering: "Yes, why didn't the Buddha wake up, he was sleeping in Lingshan, we believed in him for countless years, why didn't the Buddha show up when the disciples were in a killing situation!" …」

When Shen Yu heard this, he also determined one thing in his heart.

That is the three patriarchs of Daomen, the strong men of the same era as Confucianism, sleeping in Lingshan.

Three thousand years ago, when the Taixuan Dao Lord slashed with a sword, he sensed a strong will, and he suspected that this powerful will was likely to be the Buddha who had been missing for countless years.

Only an existence like him, who has transcended this heaven and earth, can seal himself in a way that ordinary people cannot imagine.

It's just that Taixuan doesn't know why the Buddha wants to seal himself.

Even if his Dao system was about to be destroyed, and the disciples of the sect were killing each other like crazy in front of him, he chose to stand by and watch.

Shen Yu guessed that the Buddha Seal itself was doing a big thing.

This matter even transcended the Dao lineage, and transcended the life and death of the disciples of the sect.

Temple, Buddha, blood rain after Taixuan's death.

These three beads were messily scattered in Shen Yu's mind, but there were no bead threads that could be connected, and any one person had countless stories.

The three of them are connected by something.

The Great Trend and the Medicine Master were just surviving in that incident, relying on the Spirit Mountain to survive, and they were like a town boy three thousand years ago, who survived in the rain of blood.

Shen Yu's expression was solemn.

The two Buddhist monks, Dashi Zhi and Yakushi, fell into crazy memories, and the fear of life and death made the two forget the reality.

Only Maha, who was distracted from his body, did not hear the conversation between the three of them.

Because at this moment, Maha was restrained by a woman from the Daoist Realm, and for three thousand years, he had an unprecedented trace of anger.

In this day and age, how can there be such an incomprehensible genius.

And such a genius, even a strong man like him with fairyland cultivation is helpless.

It's that times are changing too fast.

Or have they really been buried in the soil for too long!