The Way of the Heavens

A series of faint voices came into the little monk's ears, as if a peerless monk was chanting scriptures, telling him all kinds of profound Buddhist teachings, which shook the little monk's mind.

Although the little monk was young, he grew up in Jinlan Temple and was talented. He studied and listened to Buddhist scriptures with his master all day long, and his understanding of Buddhism had reached the threshold.

So when he heard the profound Buddhist teachings contained in that voice, which was much more profound than the most powerful abbot of Jinlan Temple, he couldn't help but feel a desire in his heart to pursue and listen to more profound Buddhist teachings.

The little monk thought of the abbot and the master's instructions to protect the surrounding towns and not to go out before leaving, and hesitated.

But in the end, under the temptation of being able to contact the profound Buddhist teachings, the little monk still got up and pursued the source of the faint voice.

"Bodhi Buddha of the West! Forgive me for having a little greed in my heart!"

The little monk closed his hands and hummed, then he carefully identified the direction of the sound and walked towards the mountain of Jinlan Temple with his short legs.

When passing by the pagoda, the little monk looked up at the clay sculpture of the Buddha with blood and tears on his eyes. Under the blood, his face was full of compassion and madness. He looked like a Buddha and a demon, very strange and full of ominous meaning.

The little monk chanted the Buddha's name again and wanted to climb up the pagoda to wipe the blood and tears from the Buddha statue, but was stopped by other monks with solemn faces.

The practitioners above the fourth level of Jinlan Temple have gone out to protect civilians and believers. The remaining low-level practitioners are helpless against the erosion of the Buddha statue by the calamity, and cannot dispel it.

They dare not approach the weird Buddha statue, fearing that they will also be eroded and become the blood sea.

"Logically speaking, there are no horrible evil beasts around my Jinlan Temple, nor are there any bloody cracks. Even the polluted blood sea followers are dozens of miles away.

The calamity energy in this area should be just normal, not so strong!"

"But the calamity energy here has turned into a faint blood mist, actively corroding the Buddha statue, which is simply unbelievable."

Several young monks who were watching from afar sighed, trying to find the reason why the calamity energy was normal.

After all, the eternal world is vast and boundless. No matter how much calamity energy has accumulated in the endless blood sea for thousands of years, it has been diluted to a negligible amount and integrated into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If there were no blood sea evil beasts and followers, mobilizing the calamity energy of heaven and earth in one area, these calamity forces would at most enter the body of the practitioner with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when the practitioner was practicing, lurking and hiding, affecting the practitioner's state of mind and making him go astray.

As for the concentration like that in Jinlan Temple, it has never happened in the half month since the outbreak of the great calamity of heaven and earth!

After being stopped, the little monk, who didn't know the horror of the calamity, passed the Jinlan Temple pagoda and continued to walk towards the back mountain area.

He found that other monks didn't seem to hear the faint Buddhist sound at all, and they were not curious about his going to the back mountain.

"I am the only one who can hear the Buddhist sound. Is this the Bodhi Buddha guiding me?"

The little monk's eyes were slightly bright, his heart was jumping, and his steps became lighter.

After a while, a forest of Bodhi trees came into the little monk's eyes. The lush shade of the trees blocked the scorching sun, leaving a large shadow.

The Bodhi tree is also known as the wisdom tree. It is said that it can open up the divinity of people and awaken themselves. There is also a legend that the Bodhi Buddha, who is believed in the Bodhi lineage of Buddhism, was enlightened under the Bodhi tree and achieved the supreme Buddhahood!

Therefore, the Bodhi tree has a very high status in Buddhism. The traces of Bodhi trees can be seen almost anywhere in this Xizhou, and Jinlan Temple is no exception.

Of course, these are just ordinary Bodhi trees, which can only have a calming effect at most.

When the little monk entered the Bodhi forest, the Buddhist sound containing profound Buddhist teachings suddenly became clearer and louder, no longer as vague as before.

The little monk was fascinated by the sound, and the Buddhist mind method he practiced in his body started to work involuntarily, and his blood and qi were running and surging. A faint Buddha light appeared on the surface of his skin, making him look majestic!

As for his footsteps, he did not stop at all, and instinctively pursued the source of the sound.

After an unknown period of time, the little monk came to the cliff deep in the back mountain. He still did not stop and kicked the stone wall in front of him.

This stone wall was like a water surface hit by a stone, with ripples, and the figure of the little monk suddenly disappeared from the back mountain of Jinlan Temple!

As soon as the little monk stepped into the stone wall, he woke up from the state of being intoxicated by the Buddhist sound, and his innocent eyes fell on the space inside the stone wall, or the secret realm.

"My Buddha Bodhi! Is this... this... the legendary Western Pure Land?" The little monk exclaimed in disbelief.

In this secret realm, various Buddha lights shine everywhere, Buddhist sounds hum, and the shadows of thousands of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats appear and disappear. Heavenly fragrant treasure trees are everywhere, which seems to be the real Pure Land of Bliss, not the Pure Land opened up by the Buddhist Bodhi lineage in Xizhou.

However, what really attracted the little monk's attention was the tall sacred tree in the center of the secret realm, with a trunk as winding as a dragon, branches as crystal clear as emerald jade, and a strong Zen Buddhist nature!

At this time, the petals of the sacred tree are in full bloom, the whole tree is white, the flowers are like towers, and like candlesticks, and the green seven-petal leaves like palms seem to be Buddha holding up a pagoda, and like offering candlesticks.

Every flower and every leaf is imprinted with natural Taoist patterns, which seem to form Buddha statues and contain endless Buddhist rhymes and Zen. The pure Brahma light of the nine-colored glaze transforms into wheels of Taoist Buddha light, illuminating the entire secret realm. It is like a real Buddha coming to the mortal world, evolving the illusion of the Buddhist Pure Land of Bliss!

The young monk stared at the sacred tree with wide eyes and murmured, "Sala tree!"

Sala tree, a sacred tree of Buddhism that is comparable to the Bodhi tree.

It is said that before the Buddha Sumeru attained enlightenment, he preached under the Sala tree for his disciples and eight hundred monks. Therefore, the Sala tree was stained with the Buddha's nature and was called the Buddha's temple tree.

There are not many Sala trees in Xizhou. After all, most of the Buddhist sects here belong to the Bodhi lineage, not the Sumeru lineage. The Sumeru lineage's heritage temple is more prosperous in the east of the Eternal Continent.

The young monk's eyes were shocked. Although he was young, he had a lot of knowledge. The Sala tree in front of him was obviously a spiritual root of heaven and earth, and it was an acquired spiritual root!

Because the ordinary spiritual root of the sixth-grade formless golden lotus owned by Jinlan Temple, the aura of Buddhist rules contained in it is far weaker than this Sala tree, and it is not weaker than the Bodhi Buddha tree obtained by the Bodhi Ancient Temple in the Pure Land of Xizhou not long ago!

"Bodhi Buddha of the West." The little monk hummed in praise. He heard the profound Buddhist voices in his ears again, as if calling him to the Sala tree.

The little monk walked towards the Sala tree with a pilgrimage heart, with firm and pious steps, as if he was going to meet the Buddha.

The Sala tree emitted a great Dao domain that was enough to suppress a seventh-level strongman. After the little monk entered, there was no reaction.

Instead, the nine-color glass pure Brahma light that illuminated the entire secret realm enveloped the little monk's body. The endless Buddhist rhythm and Zen washed over the little monk's body like a tsunami, awakening his physique bit by bit!

The little monk came to sit cross-legged under the Sala tree, his eyes were hazy, and his gaze seemed to cross time and space. He saw a Buddha wearing a brocade cassock and a 10,000-dharma crown preaching and discussing the Dharma, and many monks around him were listening below.

"The Buddha preached to eight hundred monks..."

A thought flashed through the young monk's mind, and the next moment he was immersed in the boundless Dharma, trying his best to listen to the Buddha's preaching, as if he was fascinated.