Wonderland

Chapter 1572: White Buddha Temple is trapped

Chapter 1572: White Buddha Temple is trapped

At this moment, the White Buddha Temple has been covered by rich golden light. Even the mountain where the White Buddha Temple is located has been solidified by the golden light and is as hard as fine iron.

Xiao Lin's earth escape technique was completely ineffective. Even though Xiao Hei was proficient in the rules of space, he was unable to penetrate the void solidified by the Buddha's light. Therefore, the man and the beast could only hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity.

Xiao Lin was also a little puzzled. How could the defense of the White Buddha Temple undergo such a drastic change in such a short period of time? It seemed that a certain Vairocana Buddha must have taken action to protect the White Buddha Temple from being destroyed in the war.

Above the void, eighteen golden arhats and eighteen demon gods were fighting in a fierce battle. Golden light and demonic energy rolled in the sky, flying in all directions. The area within a thousand miles around was already in ruins. The mountains and the earth were all razed to the ground, and many deep pits and gullies appeared. The original canyon was filled up and then blown out again.

This cycle repeated itself over and over again, and all living beings within a thousand miles had either left long ago or were reduced to ashes under the overflowing golden light and demonic energy.

Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei hid in a corner and thought for a moment. Then, when no one was paying attention, Xiao Lin and Xiao Hei transformed into a ball of light mist and shot into a Zen room on the top of the mountain.

There was no one in the Zen room, except for a golden lotus platform placed in the middle. Xiao Lin could vaguely feel the rich Buddhist power emanating from the lotus platform.

"Boss, should we find a way to escape? As long as we give Xiao Hei some time, we can break the underground restriction." Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Xiao Lin's sea of ​​consciousness.

"If it is a restriction set up by Mahavairocana Buddha, once we take action, it will be known. Although the Eighteen Golden Bodies are being restrained by the Eighteen Demon Gods transformed by the Demon Soul Banner, there is no guarantee that they will not withdraw and turn to deal with us. We should wait and see. If the Eighteen Golden Bodies are defeated, we will wait for the demon to attack the White Buddha Temple. When the restriction is weakened, we will break the restriction and sink into the ground. If the demon is defeated, we will not care about being discovered at the critical moment."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hei nodded. Of course, he hoped that the Eighteen Golden Bodies and the Demon Head would both be defeated, or even die together, which would be the best ending.

However, Xiao Lin also understood how unrealistic this idea was. You have to know that the demon was the remnant of the true demon. In the ancient times, even the combined strength of the entire human race, led by four true immortals, had never been able to truly kill him. It would be even more difficult to kill him now.

What Xiao Lin didn't understand was why the devil would take action against the Buddhist sect. The Buddhist sect was a giant in the Lonely Sun Continent. Could it be that the devil was absolutely sure that he could contend with the strongest Buddhist sect in the Great Bodhi Temple?

The Mahabodhi Temple is a holy place of Buddhism, and there are countless powerful Buddhists hidden inside. You should know that even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Hundred Senates were all appointed by the Mahabodhi Temple themselves. This shows how terrifying the Mahabodhi Temple is.

The demon's strength was comparable to that of the Great Spiritual Supreme Ancestor, but in Xiao Lin's opinion, wanting to fight against the entire Buddhist sect by himself was like throwing an egg against a rock.

But this was also what he was happy to see. The demon was exiled into the void of the universe by him personally. Although he escaped and returned to the spiritual world, he was stranded on the Lonely Sun Continent just like himself. In this way, at least the human race on the Holy Moon Continent was saved from a terrible catastrophe.

But this disaster is now about to fall on the Buddhist sect.

Out of boredom, Xiao Lin let Xiao Hei enter the beast ring. He placed a cushion next to the lotus platform, sat down, took out the Vajra Meditation Sutra, opened it and began to read it.

An hour passed quickly during this browsing. Xiao Lin gently put down the scripture with a lost expression on his face.

It turns out that this sutra records the second level of Vajra Meditation, which is as immovable as a mountain, and does not include the third level of Nirvana. It seems that even in the upper courtyard of White Buddha Temple, there is no complete method of practicing Vajra Meditation. Perhaps it is really as rumored, the third level of Nirvana is only available in Mahabodhi Temple.

Mahabodhi Temple, Xiao Lin couldn't help but reveal a bitter expression when he thought about it. Not to mention himself, even his elder brother Huan Tianmou might not be able to sneak in and obtain the scriptures.

As Xiao Lin was hesitating, an idea suddenly flashed in his mind, and he thought of another scripture he had taken away, [The Zen of Withered Heart and Extinction].

This [Withered Heart and Quiet Zen] should also be a kind of magical power of Buddhist meditation, and it is located in a relatively secret place in the Sutra Library, and it is placed in a jade box with carved patterns. All this shows the importance that the White Buddha Temple attaches to this magical power, which is also the fundamental reason why Xiao Lin took it away.

Xiao Lin opened the cover and began to browse.

This browsing took as long as three days. When Xiao Lin closed the cover tiredly, a hint of joy appeared on his face.

It turns out that [Withered Heart Extinction Zen] was created by a Buddha in the White Buddha Temple tens of thousands of years ago. It is similar to the Vajra Meditation. The Vajra Meditation is the path of refining the mind, which is to train the heart like a rock, and finally reborn into Nirvana, thus reaching the state where the mind is not moved by external things.

[The Zen of Withered Mind and Nirvana] is realized from the Zen of Withered Wood. After experiencing Nirvana, the withered wood will have spring back once it is nourished by rain and dew. However, when it is withered and silent, it falls into dead silence again and cannot be affected by external things in the slightest.

Once the Vajra Meditation is practiced to the highest level, the heart will be like a rock, tough as iron, and will not be moved by external things. At the same time, all human emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness will be lost. [Withered Heart and Silent Zen] is different. After practicing to the highest level, one can put the heart into a state of dead silence at any time. After the dead silence, it can revive and recover again. Compared with the Vajra Meditation, it seems to be a level higher. After all, one can change the inner cultivation between hardness and softness at will. It can be transformed into a furious Vajra, and can also restore the seven emotions and six desires. In comparison, it seems to be more suitable for one's own practice.

Originally, such profound magical power should have been enshrined in the Sutra Library of Mahabodhi Temple, but the Buddhist predecessor who created this magical power, before entering the Mahabodhi Temple, seemed to be grateful to the White Buddha Temple for nurturing him, so he treasured the rubbing of "Withered Heart and Silent Zen" in the temple. As for the original, it is hidden in the Sutra Library of Mahabodhi Temple.

By chance, Xiao Lin actually got this magical scripture, which was a great opportunity.

After understanding the difference between Vajra Meditation and [Withered Heart and Silent Zen], Xiao Lin decided to give up Vajra Meditation and practice [Withered Heart and Silent Zen] after a brief thought.

After three days of browsing, Xiao Lin has memorized the scriptures. In the future, he can start practicing after a little contemplation.

Just as Xiao Lin was overjoyed, suddenly a Buddhist chant sounded in his ears.

"Amitabha, the donor has been in my meditation room for a long time, and he also took the [Withered Heart and Quiet Zen] of our temple. Should I return it to its original owner now?"

The sudden sound startled Xiao Lin, and he remembered that he was still in the White Buddha Temple. He was so engrossed in reading the text of [Withered Heart and Silent Zen] that he forgot to notice the battle outside.

At this moment, an old monk with white hair and beard and a wrinkled face was sitting cross-legged on a three-foot-high void, with his hands clasped together and his eyes slightly closed. Two white eyebrows hung down from both sides of his cheeks, which were probably two inches long.

Xiao Lin sighed secretly in his heart, but his face showed no expression. He said calmly, "I have met you, Master. I don't know your honorable title."

"My name is Dekong. Are you a martial immortal or a cultivator?" The old monk slowly opened his eyes, and two golden Buddha lights flashed, shining on Xiao Lin. But after observing Xiao Lin, the old monk also showed a surprised expression.

He could feel the surging blood and energy in Xiao Lin's body, which was somewhat similar to that of the immortal warriors in the Eastern Immortal Continent, but he also seemed to have a very strong spiritual power, and seemed to be a top-level immortal cultivator. However, he could not sense the slightest magic power from him, which made him unable to judge for a moment.

"I am a cultivator from the Holy Moon Continent. During my travels, I unexpectedly entered the Lonely Sun Continent by chance in a secret place. As for this book [Withered Heart and Extinction Zen], although I am a cultivator, I have always been very interested in the magical powers of Buddhism. A few days ago, the demons invaded and I was worshiping Buddha in the temple. I was frightened and wandered around. I didn't expect to enter the Sutra Library by mistake. I just browsed a scripture to kill time. I hope you won't blame me."

Dekong was slightly stunned when he heard this. He was actually speechless for a moment because of what Xiao Lin said, and he didn't know how to respond.

Originally, the other party sneaked into the Sutra Library and secretly learned the Buddhist supernatural powers. Although under the Buddhist principle of not killing, he would not lose his life, but all his cultivation would be destroyed and he would be locked up in the cold prison, where he would be imprisoned for a hundred years. He would not be able to escape.

But Xiao Lin's words made him sound very innocent. He said that he had secretly learned Buddhist and Taoist powers and accidentally entered the Sutra Library. With such words, General Dekong, who had originally planned to bring an army to accuse him, was unable to utter the prepared words for a while.

Dekong was not a fool. He was also a Mahavairocana Buddha who had practiced for tens of thousands of years and was also the abbot of the White Buddha Temple. He naturally knew that what Xiao Lin said was completely nonsense. The Sutra Library was located on the cliffs of the back mountain and had always been guarded by Buddhist masters. How could one accidentally walk into it? Of course, Xiao Lin did not know that the meditation room he accidentally entered was actually the abbot's room. It could be said that he was unlucky.

After thinking for a while, Dekong put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name: "Don't talk nonsense, donor. You are not a disciple of this temple. You secretly studied Buddhist scriptures. According to the White Buddha Temple precepts, you need to abandon your cultivation and face the wall for a hundred years in the cold prison. But you can enter the White Buddha Temple because you have a connection with our White Buddha Temple. As long as you are willing to convert and practice Buddhism, you can preserve your cultivation and only need to face the wall for a hundred years. Do you think this is okay?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lin's face suddenly darkened. The so-called conversion was something Xiao Lin could never do. He knew very well that the Buddhist sect's practice method was a kind of plunder of mortals' soul power. In his opinion, it was no different from the devil's way. Moreover, if he really converted, he would probably be controlled by the Buddhist sect and become a guardian or something like that, and would lose his freedom from then on. For Xiao Lin, this was absolutely unacceptable.

As for the former, it is obvious that his cultivation will be destroyed and then he will be imprisoned to death. After all, if all the cultivation of a cultivator is really destroyed, he will be no different from a mortal. A mortal body will be almost melted after facing the wall in that cold prison for a hundred years.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin's mind raced, and he slapped the beast ring on his waist. Accompanied by a "buzzing" sound, hundreds of soul-devouring fire insects shot towards the old monk Dekong.

When the old monk Dekong saw this, he was shocked at first, but after he saw clearly the existence in the fire cloud, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With a wave of his sleeves, golden light shone everywhere, but in the golden light, there was a kind of extremely cold air. The Soul-Devouring Fire Gu was immune to water and fire, and difficult to be hurt by swords, but the cold was its natural nemesis. In addition, the old monk Dekong was a Great Sun Buddha, and his realm and supernatural powers were even higher than those of the Mahayana monks.

After feeling the chill in the golden light, Xiao Lin's face changed drastically. As his mind moved, a ball of black light rose from his body, and ripples suddenly appeared in the void behind him.

"Donor, if you want to move away, it's not that easy. You'd better stay." A golden light flashed behind the old monk Dekong. The next moment, a golden body suddenly grew larger and expanded, enveloping the entire meditation room. It only lasted for a moment before the golden body retracted and entered the old monk's body.

The ripples behind Xiao Lin calmed down like water waves, and Xiao Lin's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

Even Xiao Hei, who was awakened by Xiao Lin, showed a look of horror. A black light flashed on his body, and he turned into a ray of light and shot out of the meditation room.

But just as it reached the door of the Zen room, it felt a flash of golden light in front of its eyes. It suddenly felt a golden light in front of its eyes, followed by a "rustling" sound. When it was able to see things again, it helplessly saw that its neck and limbs were all entangled by golden chains as thick as thumbs. The golden light emanating from the chains instantly merged into its body. Xiao Hei immediately felt sore all over and couldn't help but lie on the ground.

"Sky-devouring beast?" After seeing Xiao Hei's appearance clearly, the old monk Dekong's face changed and his eyes showed a look of horror.

As for Xiao Lin, he was tied up with golden chains just like Xiao Hei.

Xiao Lin had never encountered such a predicament in his entire cultivation. After being locked up by the golden chain, the energy and blood in his body seemed to be suppressed and unable to move. Even his own huge spiritual power was sealed by the golden light on the chain and could not overflow from his body.

This was a huge shock. He never dreamed that the old monk Dekong in front of him was like his nemesis. Not only could he restrain his all-powerful Soul-Eating Fire Gu, but even Xiao Hei, who was proficient in spatial magical powers, was powerless to resist him.

A cold light flashed in Xiao Lin's eyes, and he was about to sacrifice the spirit gourd. Now that he had lost all his magic power, he could not activate his own magic weapon. The only thing he had was the Immortal-Slaying Blade in the spirit gourd. After being nourished and moisturized by the innate Qi in the spirit gourd, it had already restored its power and was now one of his biggest trump cards.

But as soon as this thought came to Xiao Lin's mind, he suppressed it temporarily.

It might be possible to kill the old monk in front of him with the terrifying power of the Immortal-Slaying Blade, but if he did so, he would probably alarm the other Vairocana Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the White Buddha Temple, and by then he would be unable to escape.

(End of this chapter)