Chen Qingyuan has been staring at the ancient bell that fell to the ground, and a wisp of unknown laws introduced it to the traces of the past.
Not only Chen Qingyuan, but also a lot of people.
Changsun Fengye, Changsun Qian, Wu Junyan, Song Ningyan, Daochen monk, and dozens of highly talented people.
They saw a vague picture, which was very shocking and unforgettable in their life.
The ancient monk didn't know where he was. The surroundings were full of traces of broken roads, and there was a fog of law in front of him. It was useless for him to use any means.
Many years before sitting in the fog, the ancient monk sighed softly.
He knew that even if his Dharma was boundless, he could not cross this step.
So he made a decision.
Sacrifice a lifetime of Buddhism to pave the way for future generations.
Use the forbidden art, build an ancient temple, and dispel the heavy fog ahead with the profound forbidden law.
An old bridge appeared under the foot.
While casting spells, the ancient monk stepped on the bridge and walked slowly.
After a long time, the ancient monk walked to the broken bridge and stopped here.
"Go!"
With a sound, the head separated from the body and flew to the front.
In this way, the vitality of the ancient monk began to pass.
At the moment before the death, the ancient monk seemed to see the end of the divine bridge, which was the entrance to the other side.
The residual forbidden power sealed the body of the ancient monk in the ancient temple, and his head hung on the top of the temple. As for the Buddha bead, it is the Buddha's way of life, and it has been immortal for a long time.
With the opening of the ancient monk, the demons of later generations could find the position of the divine bridge and try to move forward.
Even if they fail, those people have no regrets.
For example, Emperor Qiyou has taken a lot of detours because of the efforts of the ancient monk. Unfortunately, although Emperor Qiyouzhun had reached the ninth realm of the Divine Bridge, he still failed to take the most critical step and ended in failure.
Whow--
The traces of the past years flashed away from everyone's eyes, as if it were just in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that thousands of years had passed.
Chen Qingyuan was very curious about the things that happened in ancient times.
That dusty history may be revealed in this life.
"What does that bridge and that fog mean?"
Many people don't know why, and they are suspicious.
Chen Qingyuan did not answer, so there was no need for this.
"The poor monk wants to go upstairs to have a look."
Daochen Buddha turned his head and said to Chen Qingyuan.
"Go!"
Chen Qingyuan nodded gently.
Subsequently, the Taoist Buddha took a heavy step with a devout Buddha's heart.
Puff!
The body of the Taochen Buddha passed through the prohibition at the entrance of the stairs and climbed to the second floor without hindrance.
Some heavenly prides didn't want to miss the opportunity. Seeing that the Taoist Buddha did not encounter trouble, he followed closely.
"Boom"
A powerful force overturned these heavenly prides to the ground, which was very embarrassed.
Daochen Buddha is a person of Buddhism and has a pure Buddha's heart, so he can be recognized by the ancient temple law. Ordinary Tianjiao went to join in the fun, and his mind was not pure. It was strange that he was not blocked.
Besides, even if the headless ancient monk leaves something good, it must be for the Buddha.
"Let's go out and wait!"
Chen Qingyuan looked around and thought that the creation here had nothing to do with himself.
After more than ten breaths, Chen Qingyuan and others stood in the void near the ancient temple and waited quietly.
"What does the trace of the years we saw just now mean?"
Changsun Fengye raised a question.
"The road to repair the divine bridge."
There are no outsiders here. Chen Qingyuan blocked the space around and said.
"You know what?" Changsun Fengye hurriedly turned his head and asked in surprise, "What is the road of Shenqiao?"
"The road above the Mahayana."
Chen Qingyuan replied.
As soon as this said, the faces of Changsun Fengye, Wu Junyan and others showed a trace of unconcealed shock.
"Some time ago, Brother Wu got an ancient scripture, which recorded some things of the ancient emperor of Taiwei. Is the so-called divine bridge the only way to the emperor?
Changsun Fengye connected things and felt that the fog in front of him dissipated a lot and became bright.
"That's right."
Chen Qingyuan nodded.
"That is to say, this ancient monk wanted to repair the broken road, which is why it looks like this."
Changsun Qian seemed to understand and said her opinion.
When it came to this, everyone looked at the ancient temple again, with a little more awe and no longer feeling scary.
A shocking change a million years ago led to the rupture of the law of the road, and the death of the ancient emperor.
The strong in later generations reached the peak of Mahayana, yearning for higher peaks, one after another, and gave their lives for this.
Who wrote the ancient scriptures of the bitter sea and the other side of the other side to guide the future strong?
The answer is right in front of us.
The ancient monk who sacrificed himself dispelled most of the fog on the divine bridge, believing that today's world is a boundless sea of suffering, and only when he reaches the other side can he see hope.
A few months later, Daochen Buddha came out of the ancient temple, with a faint golden light on his body, with a little more indescribable charm of Buddhism.
"Click--"
With the stepping out of the Taoist Buddha, the Buddha bead at the top of the ancient temple gradually became dim. Then, a crack appeared in the Buddha beads, which kept spreading.
Finally, the crack surrounded the Buddha beads, turning them into two halves and losing all the Buddha rhyme.
Two half of the Buddha beads began to fall, and many heavenly prides were caught in the air to fight for it.
Without waiting for the heavenly pride to start robbing, the Buddha beads that lost the Buddha's rhyme were directly scattered into powder, leaving no trace.
"It's a pity!"
Seeing this scene, many people sighed with regret.
The ancient monks and Buddha beads are definitely one of the most precious things in the world. If it can be obtained, even if it is broken, it has immeasurable value.
"Why did the Buddha beads suddenly break?"
This question emerged from the crowd, and a pair of bad eyes fell on the Taoist Buddha.
This situation happened because of the appearance of the Taoist Buddha.
There is a great possibility that the Taoist Buddha got some kind of creation in the ancient temple, causing the Buddha beads to collapse.
"It's better not to provoke."
After careful consideration, most people decided to cut off the trace of greed and not take action against the Taoist Buddha. The risk is too great.
With a bang, the door of the ancient temple closed again.
A strange force covered the ancient temple, making it float to the depths of the starry sky, and soon disappeared from the eyes of everyone.
Since there is no opportunity to take, the pride of all forces no longer stayed here and turned to other places.
The Baimai feast is only a hundred years old, and it is necessary to get more opportunities in a limited period of time to avoid trouble as much as possible.
"How are you?"
Chen Qingyuan quickly walked to the Taochen Buddha, with a sad face.
"The poor monk is fine. Master Chen doesn't need to worry."
The Taochen Buddha put away the golden light of his body and said softly.
His eyes are extremely deep, and he must have many things on his mind.
Everyone tacitly asked about the Buddha's experience in the ancient temple. Since the Buddha did not take the initiative to mention it, it means that it is difficult to say it.
The group left the starry sky and found a resource place a few days later, in which there were many excellent spiritual veins.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan's eyes were shining and he was ready to do a big job.