Chapter 1405 Zang Pagoda

Disciple from the true holy land, ranked first in the holy clan's first martial arts...

The young warriors of the human race looked at each other in dismay. What is the concept of a true god disciple? Just think about the gap between the descendants of Tianzun and the descendants of the realm.

Thinking of this, the young Junjies present felt a little drum in their hearts. They repeatedly thought that Lin Ming would do it, but the gap between the human race and the saint race was too great.

Not to mention the creation of the Holy Son, even the young man in brocade clothes in front of him is definitely not the same generation.

Seeing the shocked expressions on the faces of the young men of the human race, the woman in the feather clothes was very satisfied, she said with a smile: "Senior Brother Naqi, in my holy clan, there is the title of the emperor, you are not from the holy clan, you don't know the 'Emperor'. The meaning of the two characters is given by the Holy Emperor of Fortune personally. If Senior Brother Naqi is much younger than Senior Brother Umo, the title of Holy Son of Fortune might not fall on Senior Brother Naqi's head! Hmph, the catastrophe has come, My Saint Clan is affected by the fate of the catastrophe, and now there are many talents, Senior Brother Naqi and Senior Brother Umo are the two most dazzling new stars in this great world, the difference between them is only the difference in age!"

The woman in feather clothes obviously admired the young man in brocade clothes very much, and the young handsome men present felt a lot of pressure when she said that.

It was said that the Human Race's first martial arts meeting was the most prosperous in tens of millions of years, with the exception of Lin Ming, Xiao Moxian, Bing Meng, Xing Chi, Jun Biyue, and Long Ya.

This happens because of the influence of the catastrophe.

Since the human race is like this, who said that the holy race will not be affected by the catastrophe, and there will be a genius who sees every billion years?

And the foundation of the saints. Originally stronger than the Human Race, if the Great World also appeared, the Saint Race might also be stronger than the Human Race.

"Let's go, let's go back to the Radiance Realm first, continue to practice for a while, and then go to the world of the human race to see what the young heroes of the human race are."

The leading young man in brocade clothes, Naqi, said casually, and after saying that, he picked up the weapon on the table. He took a man and a woman behind him. To leave the restaurant.

"Senior Brother Naqi, are you saying that we are going to meet the young men of the human race for a while?" The black and thin man behind Naqi moved in his heart and licked his lips excitedly.

"Yes, there will be a battle between the human race and our race sooner or later. Since Tianzun can't take action now. Let's start with us! After all, we will have a battle in the future. It's better to destroy their confidence now! If we can win them now, a thousand years later , needless to say. Moreover, this is also a huge encouragement to our clan's momentum!"

Naqi said slowly,

Not only did he want to make a name for the human race and the holy race, but he also wanted to take this opportunity to show the momentum of the holy race.

"Haha, Senior Brother Naqi is right, Senior Brother Wumo is now too high, so the geniuses of the human race can't keep up at all, and we can only take action. If we defeat their genius this time, then the human race will still not be able to keep up. If there is any momentum to compete with us, then, in the Radiance Realm, our momentum will be greatly encouraged, maybe, the Holy Emperor will give us great rewards!"

The thin young man said without any scruples, the faces of the human race warriors were ugly.

These people are so arrogant that they are treated like air.

"let's go!"

Several young saints from the holy race rose into the air, targeting the Radiance Realm.

...

After the Human Race and Saint Race negotiation, Lin Ming retreated in Putuo Mountain.

Putuo Mountain has a long history, and it ranks first among all the forces of the human race in terms of its heritage. Various courtyards, attics, and corridors on the mountain are full of formations. These formations either assist cultivation or have the effect of defense and warding off evil spirits. Even the gardening in the mountains is a spiritual plant arrangement, which contains many laws of formation.

Lin Ming was cultivating here, and it was no worse than Shenmeng Tiangong.

"Junior Brother Lin, Taishizu has an invitation!" A warrior monk wearing a linen robe appeared in front of Lin Ming, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name.

"Master Taishizu?" Lin Ming's heart moved. The host of Mount Putuo was not Emperor Shakyamuni, nor was it the Great Freedom Buddha, but Master Lingjue, a half-step Tianzun. The first two eminent monks, who have gone into seclusion, have meticulously studied martial arts and called them, one is Taishizu, the other is Taishishu.

Tai Shizu is the Great Freedom Buddha, a person who became famous hundreds of millions of years ago, is the person with the most seniority and the most prestige in Putuo Mountain!

"Tai Shizu heard that Junior Brother Lin was about to break through the middle stage of the divine transformation, so he specially invited Junior Brother Lin to go to the Zang Buddhist Pagoda to understand the Emperor's will and accept the baptism of the Buddha's will."

"Emperor's meaning... Buddha's meaning..." Lin Ming had never heard of such terms before. He nodded and said, "Please lead the way."

There are too many ancient buildings in Putuo Mountain. Many of these monuments have a history of hundreds of millions of years or even a billion years. They are disciples of Putuo Mountain in successive dynasties. They have continuously strengthened the formation and repaired the building structure. Any feeling of being broken, but out of thin air reveals the vicissitudes of the years, which makes people feel emotional.

Lin Ming followed the monk through a corridor and came to a spacious courtyard. The route of this courtyard was paved with thick bricks and stones. history books.

"It's here."

The monk held the Buddha beads and folded them, chanted a Buddha name, and bowed back.

In front of Lin Ming, there was a gray Tallinn.

These towers have seven floors, and each tower is several tens of feet high. It doesn't look like a splendid feeling, but it gives people a solemn and solemn feeling.

Before this Tallinn, stood an old monk. He was wearing a linen robe, a golden cassock, straw sandals, big ears hanging down from his shoulders, two white eyebrows a foot long, and a thick meditation staff leaning on his right hand. , holding a string of Buddha beads in his left hand. There are seven Buddha beads in total, six small and one large. Among them, the large Buddha bead is pale and faintly red, like surging blood, and it looks like an eyeball. shocking.

The old monk just stood here at will, his whole person seemed to be one with the heaven and the earth. If Lin Ming didn't use his eyes to see, but only used his senses to probe, he would definitely not be able to find out the existence of this old monk. But I can't find it, it feels very strange.

This white-browed old monk is naturally the Great Freedom Buddha of Mount Putuo, and even if the gods dream, he should honor him as a senior.

"Junior Lin Ming, I have seen Senior Da Zizai Buddha."

Lin Ming bowed respectfully.

Da Zizai Buddha glanced at Lin Ming, nodded slowly, and simply said, "From today, for seven, seven, forty-nine days, you can stay here."

Da Zizai Buddha's voice is old and his tone is very slow, which makes people feel that he is too old to speak.

"This is..." Lin Ming remembered that when the warrior monk brought it in, he said that this place was called Zangfo Pagoda.

"This is the tomb of the Zen master who has stepped into the realm of Tianzun with one strike. After 3.6 billion years, the monks of Putuo Mountain will be cremated, and the ashes will be condensed into relics, which will be placed in the tower box, together with their natal magic weapons. Together, they are placed in the Tallinn, so it is called Zang Pagoda, also known as Burial Pagoda."

When Da Zizai Buddha said this, Lin Ming felt a chill in his heart.

It turned out to be the tomb of the ancient monks of Putuo Mountain!

Putuo Mountain has a history of 3.6 billion years. It is hard to describe how many outstanding people have appeared during this period!

Only highly accomplished Zen masters are qualified to be buried in the Zang Buddhist Pagoda after death. So many outstanding people are buried here, even if they have been dead for many years, the Buddha's will and laws left by them will always exist and will not be buried here. obliterate.

I don't know when, the Great Freedom Buddha has left floating.

Leaving Lin Ming alone, quietly feeling the surging will in Tallinn.

He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, and worshipped Zangfo Pagoda several times with sincerity in his heart.

Martial artists disrespect heaven and earth, but they cannot disrespect their predecessors.

These pagodas, a total of seventy-two!

This number is fixed. When the number of dead monks exceeds this number, two monks will be buried in a stupa at the same time.

Looking at the layout of the pagoda, there are some similarities with the seventy-two witch gods towers in the southern border of Tianyan Continent. Of course, the layout of the Zang pagoda is 10,000 times more wonderful than the witch god tower.

This also shows that the witch gods in the southern border are indeed from Buddhism, and they belong to the subordinate sects of Putuo Mountain, and they come from the same vein as Putuo Mountain.

The pagoda is tall or short, ranging from seven to nine floors. The height of this pagoda also reflects the achievements of the burial of eminent monks in the pagoda.

Lin Ming knew clearly that the Zang Buddhist Pagoda where the bones of the eminent monks of all dynasties were laid is definitely the most sacred place in Mount Putuo.

If it weren't for the great calamity, and the circumstances were special, Da Zizai Buddha would not have allowed himself to cultivate here and feel the Buddha's will of many Putuo Mountain predecessors.

Adjusting his mentality to an ethereal state, Lin Ming walked towards Tallinn with admiration.

One step at a time, Lin Ming's speed was very slow.

After nine steps, Lin Ming would pause for a longer time to calm down and appreciate everything here.

One hundred feet.

Eighty feet.

fifty feet.

Lin Ming was getting closer and closer to Tallinn. As the distance shortened, Lin Ming could clearly feel that the will in Tallinn became stronger and stronger.

The center of his eyebrows was as painful as needles, as if the blood vessels in his whole body were gathering towards the point between his eyebrows.

Hongmeng Battle Spirit!

Lin Ming thought for a moment, only to hear a soft sound of "Hu-", and the battle spirit of Hongmeng roared out. In front of Lin Ming, a small spear of dark golden color condensed, but on the spear's body, there was a verdant green color. After a long time, Lin Ming used it for a long time.

Now his battle spirit has already reached the golden perfection, touching the threshold of the Jade Soul Battle Spirit.

There is a huge gap between the golden battle spirit and the jade spirit battle spirit. Now, under the baptism of this Buddha's will, Lin Ming's battle spirit is roaring fiercely, and the pale green color on the battle spirit seems to be getting more and more The heavier it is!

This Buddha's will, can experience the battle spirit!

Lin Ming was not surprised. With so many powerful tombs gathered together, only Mount Putuo possesses the entire Divine Realm. The will here is probably the strongest in the Divine Realm! (To be continued..)