Chapter 944: Dengling Mountain Road

There was news from India. Several old monks were very childish. The 190-year-old old monk Ximoti set off and invited two old friends to come together.

Two days later, accompanied by the four masters and the ancient Sanskrit authority, Simatti and two other old monks came to City B to meet Ye Fan.

Even though medicine has made great strides, an old monk who can live to be more than 190 years old is still a miracle to ordinary people.

Simmati was in high spirits. Although he was old and unimpressive, he still walked like a fly, his body was very strong, and his words were like the ringing of a bronze bell, with a metallic vibrato.

The same is true of the two old people who are with him. At first glance, they are similar in age. They are long and withered, with yellow skin, thin bones, and sunken eye sockets, but they are full of energy.

They folded their hands together, saluted Ye Fan, and their expressions were peaceful. These three people spanned three centuries, and they have experienced all kinds of things in the world, and they can be called eminent monks.

Ye Fan returned the salute and nodded secretly. The three of Ximoti were very extraordinary and had entered the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. It was a matter of course for the extension of life essence.

On the other side of the starry sky, only entering the secret realm of the Taoist Palace at this age is really not worth mentioning, and it is barely a monk.

However, the earth is in the end era, and it is really not easy to have such a cultivation base. It can be said that these three people are already prodigies.

Ye Ji asked them to sit down and swipe their right hand at will..." A few cups of tea cups filled with elixir appeared out of nowhere, immediately surprising the three old monks.

Since meeting this young man, they know that they have encountered a great supernatural power, and most of their cultivation bases can be comparable to those of ancient sect masters.

Whether it was the three old monks, the four masters, or the ancient Sanskrit authority, their faces were full of surprise and regret when they took over the herbal tea.

"The world has changed. In today's era, it is unusual to have such treasures. This kind of hospitality is too much, and some people can't bear it."

They are all together and express their gratitude sincerely. This kind of elixir can be said to be seen only in life.

Ye Fan had a lot of things he wanted to ask, and straight to the point, he mentioned whether there are still ancient religions on the earth today, where they are, and he wanted to understand the world of practice.

"In the ancient years, there were many great sects, there were many ancient sects, the strong were like clouds, and there was no shortage of great supernatural powers, but now everything has changed." Ximoti said.

In ancient India, Buddhism was once at its peak, replacing Brahmanism, with a large number of religions, and the ancient temples were like rain, and then finally declined.

Today's Hinduism, derived from Vedicism and Brahmanism, is like a cycle of reincarnation, which has replaced Buddhism. Of course, various religions are integrated with each other, coexisting, and they seem to coexist as one.

Simothi said that in ancient times, if we did not talk about belief, but only talked about the door of supernatural power, there were many schools. Among them, Vedicism has far-reaching influence and is the predecessor of Brahmanism. Before Sakyamuni became a monk, he also cultivated Brahman.

A "Vedas" runs through the process of the rise and fall of several religions, from Vedas to Brahma, and then to Buddhism, completing a cycle, and now it respects the Vedas.

Simmoti talked a lot, talked about a lot of ancient Taoism, said that there were really many inheritances at that time, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, competing for beauty, and strong people.

Later, everything came to an end, and the monastery he was in coincided with a great disaster, lost most of the departments, was completely marginalized, and lost contact with the various schools of the past.

In today's era, even he doesn't know whether the various sects still exist. He only knows a few people who understand cultivation, but he thinks that the various sects should still exist, but because they are in the end era, they are hidden from the world and unknown to the public. .

Ye Fan was a little interested in the "Vedas", and borrowed a view from him. He knew that this was definitely not the teaching in the eyes of today's mortals, and there must be secrets of practice.

"What do you know about Middle-earth, such as preaching, such as the emergence of demons in Middle-earth, such as the bloodline of ancient demon gods, etc."... To be honest, he is not too interested in ancient India, and he wants to know more about ancient China Teachings throughout the years.

Symote showed a solemn look and said, "The depths of the Middle Earth are unfathomable, and I don't know much about it."  …

He has a sincere reverence for Zhongtu, but he doesn't know much about Taoism, and he has never met someone who teaches that. He said that there is a demon in the middle, and he heard it from his ancestors, which is not very clear.

The only thing he had personally experienced was that he had seen a demon-like existence that made him tremble, glanced from a distance, did not dare to approach, and retreated.

"Where did you see it?"

Symote mentioned a place name, Ye Fan showed a strange look, it was actually a battlefield back then, and I don't know how many people died.

During World War II, Simothy went all the way to the east and saw a bloody light running through Xiao Han on a battlefield. It was extremely terrifying, and then it was as mighty as the ocean.

"This monster really picks the timing." Ye Fan said to himself.

In the past years, I don't know how many heroic souls have passed away. In this last era, it may be a rare opportunity for the big demon to advance to the rank, forged with blood and spirit.

"Did he take action?" Ye Fan asked.

"No, practitioners must not interfere with major human affairs. This is the law set in ancient times. The world is respected and passed down from generation to generation. No one dares to violate it." Ximoti said.

Ye Fan nodded and didn't say anything, but he was thinking about how strong the demon god was.

From the perspective of Ximoti back then, it is impossible to see it wrong, the blood is monstrous, the demon is mighty, this is amazing, at least he is a leader-level figure.

"It's very unusual. In this last era, there is such an ancient monster, which is really unexpected. I don't know where it is now." Ye Fan said to himself.

"Will this family have something to do with fake Pangbo?" He suddenly had such an association.

According to Simmati, the water in the middle-earth is very deep, and the demon god is just an example. He has also heard from the senior monk that he has encountered another terrifying existence, but he is not very clear about it.

Finally, they hit the road and took the small stone Buddha to the Tibetan area, trying to open a road to Lingshan.

Buddhism has declined in India, but it has flourished in Middle-earth. In the past, there was a Bodhisattva who was seated and left his last words. Lingshan will move eastward. According to the speculation of several Arhats of later generations, it should be in the Tibetan area.

Lingshan, the original Buddhist temple, existed long before Sakyamuni unified the religion. At that time, the monks practiced badly and possessed great supernatural powers.

Before Shakyamuni established his religion, there were scattered monks on the earth, and Lingshan was the only place that could summon them, a mysterious ancient place.

"It's a pity, after the last Bodhisattva and the ancient Buddha passed away, no one can open the way to Lingshan outside."

Simothi said that this small stone Buddha may be a key sacred object, and it may be able to solve the mystery of the ages, and there may still be living beings in the original dojo!

Ye Fan did not bring Komatsu, but only temporarily took the small stone Buddha. The ancient Taoist Temple Lingshan is no less than Xumi Mountain, and there may be terrible dangers.

A group of people walked in the no-man's land, it was quiet, the sky was blue, there were occasional clouds, and it was pure white, both the air and the scenery were pure.

Perhaps, this is the only pure land, and now there are human footprints everywhere, tall buildings, reinforced concrete cover up the fragrance of flowers and plants, lack of primitive and natural scenery.

Ye Fan held the small stone Buddha in his hand and blessed it with power, causing it to burst into immeasurable light. Finally, several ancient characters in his body were manifested, and he himself was golden and bloody.

These people are all trembling and in awe, this kind of supernatural being can hardly appear in the world again, but now they have seen it with their own eyes.

The three old monks, including Simothi, said some secret Buddhist words, telling Ye Fan that it was left by the old man, and that he might be able to find Lingshan.

Ye Fan walked all the way, according to what they said, chanting the incantation silently, the little stone Buddha became more and more splendid, and the divine ring behind his head was completely substantiated.

"The world is a little different. Look, some mountains suddenly appeared in front of you." A master was surprised.

This is a very strange scene. Many mountains appear on the horizon. They are extremely tall, towering into the sky, and the people who are pressed are breathless and majestic.

However, each of them is very vague, look down on the real, with a kind of ethereal, standing majestically at the end of the world.

"There is a road that appears, but it is intermittent..." Another master moved and pointed forward.

This is an ancient road, which has never been seen before, but now it suddenly appeared, leading to the depths of the distant Dayue.

"This is... the road to Lingshan!" Symote trembled, which was not in line with the appearance of an eminent monk, because he was too excited.

Ye Fan recited those incantations while blessing the little stone Buddha with strength, and there was a vast Buddha power rushing in from afar. That kind of fluctuation made people want to worship and surpass everything.

"It's really Lingshan!" Ye Fan's eyes were bright, which was the same as the momentary feeling he had when he entered Tibet not long ago, but this time it was extremely long-lasting.

An ancient road winds its way, and the group of them set foot on this road, advancing step by step.

The mountains in the distance are too majestic, and I don't know which area is hidden in the real world. The last time Ye Fan crossed the Tibetan area, it was not seen, but now it is so oppressive.

"Ah, there's a corpse ahead!" A master walked over.

This road is very ancient, and it seems that no one has walked since ancient times. The rocks are full of years of wind and frost, and an old monk is skinny and yellow, lying in front of him, his life is cut off.

What they saw was not illusory, it was a real corpse, with cold tentacles and an old monk robe that turned to ashes when touched with a light hand.

"Dead for at least hundreds of years," said a master.

There is a line of ancient characters carved on the rock in front of him, like the last words, written in ancient Sanskrit.

After looking at it carefully, Ximoti said the general idea. This is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. He is dedicated to the Buddha, but he can't see the spiritual mountain. Before sitting down, Huiguang appeared in his heart. .

They continued on the road without delay. Ye Fan blessed the small stone Buddha and continued to chant the mantra silently.

"A ruined temple!"

Not long after, they saw an ancient temple, small in scale, only a stone hall with an old monk sitting in it. He also left a last word, Xunling Mountain Road ends here, there is no hope in front of him.

"This is a great supernatural power person, and his skin has a hint of golden color, and he almost achieved the status of Arhat." Several masters put their hands together and recited Shakyamuni Buddha.

Ye Fan stopped, and the ancient road ahead was far and far away, as if it would never end, I don't know where it leads, is this still on Earth? he thought.

The Buddha-nature like Wang Yang is surging, and it is boundless. Is the Lingshan Mountain comparable to Mount Sumeru really ahead? He wondered if he could enter the ancient dojo.

In the distance, the rays of the sun are bright, and the auspiciousness is transpiring. There are three ancient characters in the ups and downs: ask for support, it is the middle of the month, the second monthly ticket may be available, and I call for the support of the great emperors.