The first cause of all realms

Chapter 999 Great Nine Glory Lord!
Huhu
The hot wind is blowing, and the yellow sand is all over the sky.

The Western Desert is also known as the Vast Sea. Although there are many oases, it is a bitterly cold place compared to the Nanling and the Eastern Desolation, and it is only slightly better than the perennially frozen Northern Territory.

The difficulty of traveling is self-evident.

But at this moment, in the yellow sand all over the sky, there is a line of people and dragons that is more than ten miles long and thousands of camels.

"Amitabha!"

Walking here, a group of leading monks knelt down and chanted Buddhist scriptures, and then tens of thousands of believers also knelt down and chanted devoutly.

Three steps, one bow, nine steps, one kowtow.

Amidst the wind and sand, a group of people climbed like ants towards the majestic and sacred Nirvana Mountain not far away.

Nirvana Mountain is so big that it is in front of you thousands of miles away. It seems not far away at this moment, but the group of people has walked for more than ten days, and they have not yet reached the foot of the mountain.

In the flow of people, people fell down from time to time, or died from the scorching sun, or died from the cold at night.

But the closer they got to Nirvana Mountain, the more pious the believers became. When they reached the foot of the mountain, the power of faith visible to the naked eye floated up like mist and sank into the holy mountain shrouded in Buddha's light.

"Amitabha! Good, good!"

At the foot of the mountain, some welcoming monks saw it from a distance, and knelt down one after another, reciting the Buddha's name to welcome the believers.

hum!
Suddenly, a sound of Zen singing sounded out among the crowd, it was very small at first, but then it became a big hit!
boom!
The extremely pure power of faith soared into the sky, causing a shallow roar on the holy mountain.

"This is?"

On the holy mountain, a monk came out of the temple and saw the Buddha's light flowing down. He was surprised at first, and then put his palms together and smiled:

"It turns out that a younger brother was promoted to Jiuyao!"

The monk went down the mountain with a smile, but he saw the power of faith rolling in, and the sound of Buddha's light chanting could be heard thousands of miles away.

"With such pure feedback of faith, this junior brother is afraid that the connection with Buddhism is very deep!"

Monks came out of the temples on the mountainside, either alone or in groups, and came down the mountain one after another.

These monks are surrounded by Buddha's light, and their eyesight can penetrate thousands of miles. Following the power of faith, they fall among the crowd.

hum!
Among the magnificent Zen and Buddhist sounds, there is an ascetic monk who looks very old and has been baptized by wind and sand.

He stretched out his hands and knelt down on the ground. Under the washing of the incomparably pure power of faith, his whole body glowed like a layer of gold.

"It's actually a golden arhat?!"

"Who is that junior brother? There is such a connection with the Buddha to prove the golden body Arhat?"

"It seems to be called, Bodhidharma?!"

……

A group of monks exclaimed.

Lu Chen, who was in the Buddha's light, could hear all this clearly, but he didn't respond. He just knelt down at the foot of Nirvana Mountain devoutly.

The sea of ​​law descended and disappeared, and the image of the golden arhat appeared and disappeared behind him, without any movement.

Ten years of preaching scriptures, ten years of prostration, and ten years of asceticism!
Finally, before the deadline, he was promoted to Jiuyao!

"Golden Arhat!"

Amid congratulations, Lu Chen slowly stood up, clasped his hands together, and returned the greetings one by one, but there was no joy in his heart.

After more than 30 years of struggle in the world of mountains and seas, and [-] years of hard work and worship in the world of Longquan, he finally broke through the gate of Jiuyao.

but……

because……

"The road is over!"

With a sigh, Lu Chen suddenly raised his head.

But seeing the endless Buddha light bursting out, suppressing the wind and sand all over the sky, countless temples on the holy mountain are trembling, the fire of faith is more than ten times stronger than when he became enlightened?
"This is?"

Seeing this, all the monks who came to greet him turned around.

"Buddha's heart is full of heart, and he has proved the position of cloth bag arhat!!"

Lohan in a bag!
Nirvana Mountain was vibrating up and down, and I don’t know how many believers and monks were congratulating and praising.

Amidst the uproar and shock, Lu Chen rubbed his chin, he probably understood.

The golden body arhat is the extreme Jiuyao widely spread in Buddhism, but the pouch arhat is the legendary, big Jiuyao!

Among all the heavens in the universe and Hengsha Buddha Kingdom, there are only eight people who can compare with it.

Those who have certified this rank were personally pointed out by the two great venerables. According to the legend, the extremely high-ranking follower, Nirvana Mountain Buddha's disciple Mi Xin!
And at this moment, the reason why his promotion to Jiuyao Gongsuccess caused the holy mountain to shake is because the cloth bag arhat is said to be the secret predecessor of an extremely noble Buddha rank...

"Another heavenly genius!"

Lu Chen sighed, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

In the past 3000 years, he has seen too many sons of great fortune who are countless times better than him in talent, heel, and understanding.

No matter how much envy, it has already drained away.

But his calm was completely broken at the moment when he opened the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog again after 30 years:

"Close, near the emperor list?!"

……

……

Huhu~
Under the same sky, the West Desert is full of flying yellow sand, while the Nanling is full of evergreen vegetation and the blue sky.

A group of very eye-catching great monks came out of another city and stopped one after another beside the official road.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Kuiyin, as majestic as a King Kong, opened the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog as if aware of it.

But it can be seen that a bright yellow light is a masterpiece, and the gold list is high.

"Nephew Mi Xin deserves to be born a diamond, but he can become the Lord of Great Nine Glories!"

Monk Kuiyin clapped his hands and laughed, and the slight suffocation that could not be found for 30 years was swept away.

But the smile only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

"With Mixin's innate supernatural powers, he was promoted to the Great Jiuyao Lord, but he couldn't make it to Jiuyao Twenty?!"

Kui Yin was very displeased:

"If you can't make up your mind, then why can Zhong Lilie get in? I'm afraid the bird hair list is not allowed!"

"Ah? Senior brother has not reached [-]? Then how do you compete with those people for the 'Mysterious Creation Aura'?"

"The catalog of ten thousand immortals is too inaccurate! Then how does Zhong Lilie compare with Senior Brother Mi Xin?"

"And what about Nanling! I have never heard of the name, and it can be listed on the list of near emperors..."

"Senior Brother Mi Xin is ranked 22. In front of him, there are only two people. They are from the Heavenly Principles. They are not worth talking about. How about..."

"How can the devil boy..."

……

Kui Yin was displeased, and all the great monks behind him also erupted, with some doubts, some frowning, and even some who were eager to fight.

"Shut up for Lord Buddha!"

Kui Yin was so annoyed that he slapped his hands a few times, and the monk was sent flying:
"Which monk is like you, beating and killing at every turn? It's been more than 30 years, and they haven't developed half of their Buddha nature?"

Ignoring the group of disciples and grandchildren who said "Aiyo aiyo", Monk Kuiyin touched his bald head with annoyance on his face.

"Where is the Buddha?"

Monk Kuiyin's head is as big as a bucket.

In the past 30 years, he has traveled to almost all eight hundred cities in Nanling, but he has not seen many people who have the fate of Buddha, let alone those who have the appearance of Buddha's birthday.

"If you can't find it again, the Buddha will quit!"

He was furious in his heart, and was about to turn around and leave, but the voice from the Ten Thousand Immortals Catalog shook his heart.

"That old guy really dares?"

With a big hand, all the traces of the sound waves were wiped out. After changing the expression of the monk Kuiyin several times, he looked towards a place in the southeast:

"Sword Immortal Nanling..."

　Well... good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)