Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Qin Fengming could clearly sense that there was some kind of strange aura energy contained in those crystal-clear, round and colorful beads, but he could not sense the slightest aura of heaven from that aura.

This is very consistent with what the classics say. Buddhist relics are really not something that outsiders can get their hands on.

Just when Qin Fengming exclaimed, the tall monk had already stepped into the cave. Without any pause, he knelt down and worshiped in front of the stone platform.

After reciting the Buddha's name and kowtowing very devoutly, he did not get up, but directly sat cross-legged on the stone ground.

Turning his hand, a wooden fish used by Buddhist monks to knock when chanting sutras appeared in front of him. He stretched out his left hand, holding a hand gesture, and held a short hammer in his right hand, striking the spot.

Sounds of difficult Buddhist inscriptions resounded in the cave, and an incomprehensible *aura suddenly spread across the place.

Qin Fengming, who was standing behind the monk, suddenly felt that his mind was wrapped in a stream of Sanskrit sounds, surrounded by the sound of the monk chanting sutras. His heart went blank, and a strange feeling of being about to kneel on the ground suddenly invaded his mind. among.

In this strange artistic conception, it seems that the only way to calm down is to kneel down and worship.

Qin Fengming did not kneel down. Just when his body shook slightly, the two mysterious souls in his body who had been meditating with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes, and a majestic power of spiritual consciousness suddenly emerged, allowing A sense of clarity suddenly emerged in his mind.

Suddenly seeing Qin Fengming's dull eyes, he suddenly woke up. The tall monk who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed seemed to have a slight twitch in his eyelids.

However, he did not open his eyes to look around, but continued to knock the wooden fish with his hands and chanted incessantly.

With his head clear, Qin Fengming looked at the tall monk sitting cross-legged in front of him, and a coldness suddenly flashed in his eyes. But the coldness in his eyes only appeared briefly, and then immediately disappeared.

Qin Fengming did not sign any contract with Master Zhuchen. If he had the opportunity to kill the tall monk in front of him, of course he would not mind anything.

But this thought only appeared in his mind and then disappeared immediately.

The powerful man of Nanyue Temple in front of him is definitely not a kind-hearted person, nor is he a careless person. He can dare to sit with his back turned and look defenseless. There must be some certainty in this.

Blue light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible wave of light suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fengming.

The wave of waves slowly surrounded the tall monk,

It seemed that the power was not obvious, but Qin Fengming discovered that there were thin and hard-to-see spiritual patterns in the wave of light.

It was obvious that Zhu Chen was not at ease with him and had already resorted to some kind of Buddhist body-protecting power.

If one hit fails, the two will inevitably fight. No matter they win or lose, the cave will be in danger and the items stored in it will be destroyed. Such a result is definitely not what Qin Fengming wants to see.

Suppressing the fighting spirit in his heart, Qin Fengming looked at the cave in front of him again.

Except for the stone platform in the middle of the cave, there was no other item worthy of Qin Fengming's attention in the entire cave.

However, on the stone platform shrouded in colorful rays of light at this moment, there were no storage objects such as storage rings, and naturally there were no treasure scrolls.

With blue light flashing in his eyes, Qin Fengming couldn't help but frown slightly as he looked at the lying skeleton.

Qin Fengming had not paid much attention to the skeleton on the stone platform because it was covered by the glow. Now when he saw it, he found that this skeleton was obviously very different from the skeletons he had seen before.

The skeleton is milky white in color, with a layer of warm and faint fluorescence flashing on it. Under the fluorescent illumination of five colorful beads, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the presence of fluorescence on the skeleton.

Just when Qin Fengming was about to take a closer look at the extraordinary skeleton with his spiritual eyes, suddenly a ball of yellow light suddenly shone from the skeleton.

A wave of surging energy surged out rapidly as the yellow light shone.

At the same time as the yellow light shone, the tall monk who was hitting the wooden fish with a short hammer suddenly changed the Buddhist scriptures he was chanting. Under the excitement of his voice, invisible ripples suddenly filled the air from the wooden fish that the short hammer was hitting.

As the short hammer was swung, halos of light flashed across it.

The short hammer does not seem to have settled on the wooden fish below. As if dancing just a little, the wooden fish below, wrapped in a dark red color, would make a ethereal buzzing sound.

The sound rang out, blending extremely closely with the Buddhist sutras recited by the monks, and resounded throughout the cave.

Master Zhu Chen's wooden fish and short hammer are obviously not ordinary.

As the bones on the stone platform suddenly flashed with yellow light, the sound of Sanskrit chanting that was originally extremely difficult to understand in the cave suddenly stopped and became quiet.

The Buddhist scriptures recited by Master Zhuchen seemed to be completely absorbed by the yellow light, leaving no trace of sound.

Faced with such a situation appearing in front of him, Qin Fengming was shocked.

Although he was sure that there was no danger in the situation before him, he still held a few life-saving items in his hands in case of any eventuality.

"Crack!~~"

Time passed slowly, and the danger did not appear. Just when Qin Fengming was slightly relaxed, thinking that what Master Zhu Chen was doing was just some strange Buddhist ritual, a sudden crunching sound suddenly resounded from the stone platform in front of him.

As soon as the voice sounded, a thick yellow light suddenly appeared in the cave.

"It seems that Master Guangguang did not pass away naturally. He should have been seriously injured and died before he could recover. But I don't know why the wheel soul lamp representing Master Guangguang in Nanyue Temple was not lit?"

When the yellow light suddenly shone and appeared, the voice of Master Zhu Chen who was sitting cross-legged came out extremely calmly.

His voice was murmuring, as if he was talking to himself.

Hearing Master Zhuchen's words, Qin Fengming's heart suddenly shook. The thought of retreating from the cave just now was immediately withdrawn.

Naturally, he has known about ‘reincarnation’ for a long time. It's just that the reincarnation he knew before is that after death, the soul is introduced to the land of the netherworld by the laws of heaven and earth, and then it is born in the land of the netherworld and starts over.

But from what Master Zhu Chen heard about the 'Reincarnation Lamp' at this moment, Qin Fengming could be sure that the theory of reincarnation he spoke of was definitely different from the reincarnation he knew in his heart.

This made Qin Fengming suddenly think of another Mahayana divine thought he met on the ice island when he first entered the spiritual world.

That great man's body has fallen, but his spirit has always survived in the world of immortality.

The reason why it is able to do this is because of a strange magic: reincarnation.

The thing about the Wheel Soul Lamp that Zhu Chen talked about should be the same as the method used by the Mahayana at the beginning. It was a strange way for the body's soul to still survive in the spiritual world after one's own death.

What Zhu Chen was doing at this moment should be a special method used by Buddhism to confirm the death of Master Illumination.

"Master, those five colorful round beads are probably the relics of Master Guangming. I wonder where the legacy of Master Guangming will be passed down except for those relics?"

Qin Fengming's eyes showed hesitation, he looked at the stone platform, and he spoke directly.

At this moment, the skeleton lying on the stone platform has disappeared. It seems that the skeleton has been turned into ashes and dispersed with the thick yellow light that just appeared.

Except for five crystal-clear, round beads with flashing colorful lights, there is nothing left.

Qin Fengming didn't care at all about how Master Guangming died or whether he was reincarnated. What he is concerned about is whether there are Mahayana souls or spiritual thoughts here.

Now that Zhu Chen was convinced that Master Guangming was completely gone, he felt at ease.

However, no remnants of it were found on the stone platform, which made Qin Fengming feel heavy in his heart.

"Since the dharma body of Master Guangming is stored here, the inheritance of his mantle will naturally not be located here. If you and I want to get it, we still need to search again."

What made Qin Fengming slightly startled was that Master Zhu Chen looked at him, a light of relief flashed in his eyes, and he spoke softly as he spoke.

"Master, are you sure there are other caves here?"

After hearing Master Zhuchen's words, Qin Fengming's brows did not relax.

"It's understandable that fellow Taoists don't know about it. When I, a Buddhist monk, sit down, he will produce relics, but the relics need to be absorbed by the monk's own physical essence. This process may have an erosive effect on the surrounding things. Therefore, When I, the great Buddhist master, sit down and transform, I will not leave my belongings around me."

Qin Fengming really didn't know much about Buddhism. At this moment, when he heard Master Zhu Chen say this, he felt a little enlightened.

Regarding Master Zhu Chen's performance at this time, Qin Fengming thought about it and immediately figured out why the other party told him the truth.

It is not difficult to trick him into leaving this place, but Zhu Chen must also have concerns, that is, after leaving this place, whether the magic circle in the vast cave outside will operate again.

If Qin Fengming had some back-up plan to re-energize the magic circle after leaving, then Zhu Chen would really have nothing to gain.

"Master, do you think the legacy of Senior Illuminating's mantle is still in this cave?"

After carefully looking inside the cave, Qin Fengming did not find any other caves. With a flicker of eyes, he looked at Master Zhu Shen who was looking at the five relics with a look of joy on his face, and asked.

Although Qin Fengming also wanted to get the relics, he knew what was important to him, so he did not show the slightest intention to snatch them.

"Hahaha, fellow Taoist, don't worry, the inheritance of the mantle is on the stone platform in this cave."

The tall monk put away the five colorful fluorescent beads, his expression showed joy, he looked at the stone platform in front of him, and said easily.

"The master said that there are precious things inside this stone platform? This is slightly inconsistent with what the master said before. Moreover, the stone platform is empty, and no items have been sensed."

Qin Fengming's expression of surprise appeared and he was greatly puzzled. He had already carefully inspected the stone platform in front of him and found nothing strange.

"I said this is here. You and I are only in the realm of Xuanling. Naturally, we can't see through the methods master arranged here."

The tall monk's expression softened slightly, and when he spoke the words, there was already an extra dharma plate in his hand.

This Dharma plate was exactly what he used to break the restrictions in this cave.

The magic disk is in hand, and the magic formula has already been played in his hand.

In an instant, a stream of strange fluctuations spread out from the Dharma Disk, and the waves shot out and sank directly into the stone platform.

"Bang!~" With a crisp explosion, the tall stone platform, which was two or three feet tall, suddenly shattered.