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A disciple from the True Sacred Land, ranked No. 1 in the Saint Clan's First Martial Arts...
The young heroes of the human race looked at each other in blank dismay. What is the concept of a disciple of a true god? Just think about the gap between the heirs of the gods and the heirs of the king of the world.
Thinking of this, the young heroes present were a little bit heartbroken. They repeatedly thought that Lin Ming would definitely do it, but the gap between the human race and the holy race was too great.
Not to mention being the Holy Son of Fortune, even the young man in brocade clothes in front of him is definitely not the easy-going generation.
Seeing the shocked expressions on the faces of several young heroes of the human race, the woman in feather clothes was very satisfied. She said with a smile: "Senior brother Naqi, in my holy clan, there is the title of emperor. The meaning of the two characters was bestowed by the Holy Emperor himself. If Senior Brother Naqi was not much younger than Senior Brother Wumo, the title of Holy Son of Creation might not have been awarded to Senior Brother Naqi! Hmph, the catastrophe has fallen, My saint clan was affected by the luck of the catastrophe, and now there are many talented people, Senior Brother Naqi and Senior Brother Wumo are the two most dazzling new stars in this great world, the difference between them is only the difference in age!"
The woman in feather clothes obviously admired the young man in brocade clothes very much, and the young heroes present felt great pressure after saying a few words.
It is said that the first martial arts meeting of the human race this time is the most prosperous time in tens of millions of years, except Lin Ming, Xiaomoxian, Bingmeng, Xingchi, Junbiyue, and Longya six geniuses in a row.
This happens because of the influence of the great kalpa.
Since the human race is like this, who said that the saint race will not be affected by the catastrophe, and there will be a genius once in a billion years
Moreover, the foundation of the saint race is stronger than that of the human race. If there is also a great world, the holy race may also be stronger than the human race.
"Let's go. Let's go back to the Radiance Realm first, continue to practice for a while, and then go to the world of the human race to see what level the young heroes of the human race are."
Na Qi, the young man in brocade clothes, said casually. After saying that, he picked up the weapon on the table and left the restaurant with a man and a woman behind him.
"Senior Brother Naqi, you mean we are going to meet the young hero of the human race?" The thin black man behind Naqi licked his lips excitedly.
"Yes, there will be a battle between the human race and our race sooner or later. Since Tianzun can't make a move now, let's start with us! After all, we will have a battle in the future, if we destroy their confidence now! If we can win them now, thousands of years later , Needless to say, and this is also a great encouragement to the momentum of our clan!"
Naqi said slowly, not only did he want to be famous among the human race and the saint race, but he also wanted to continue this opportunity. Play the momentum of the saints.
"Haha, Senior Brother Naqi is right. Senior Brother Wumo's cultivation base is too high now. Those geniuses of the human race can't keep up at all. We are the only ones who can make a move. If their genius is defeated this time, then the human race will not be able to keep up." If there is any momentum to compete with us, at that time, in the Radiance Realm, our momentum will be greatly encouraged, and maybe the Holy Emperor will give us great rewards!"
The skinny young man said without any scruples, and the faces of all the warriors of the human race were ugly.
These few people are too defiant, they simply treat them as air.
"let's go!"
Several young saints from the holy race rose into the air, aiming at the Radiance Realm.
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After the negotiation between the human race and the holy race, Lin Ming retreated in Mount Putuo.
Putuo Mountain has a long history, and it definitely ranks first among all the forces of the human race in terms of foundation. The various courtyards, attics, and corridors on the mountain are full of formations. These formations either assist in cultivation, or have the effect of defending against evil. Even the gardening in the mountains is arranged by spiritual plants, which contains many laws of formation.
Lin Ming's cultivation here is no worse than that of Shenmeng Tiangong.
"Junior Brother Lin, Grand Master Patriarch welcomes you!" A warrior monk wearing a sackcloth monk robe appeared in front of Lin Ming, clasped his hands together, and recited a Buddha's name.
"Grand Master Grand Master?" Lin Ming's heart moved. The presiding officer of Putuo Mountain was not Emperor Sakyamuni, nor Dazizai Buddha, but Master Lingjue, a half-step celestial being. The two eminent monks in front of them have retired and studied martial arts carefully. They are called Grand Master Zu and Grand Master Uncle.
Taishizu is the Great Freedom Buddha, a person who became famous hundreds of millions of years ago, is the person with the highest seniority and the most prestige in Mount Putuo!
"Grand Master heard that Junior Brother Lin is about to break through the middle stage of transformation, so he came here to invite Junior Brother Lin to go to Zang Pagoda to understand the meaning of the emperor and accept the baptism of the Buddha's meaning."
"Emperor's meaning... Buddha's meaning..." Lin Ming had never heard of such terms before. He nodded and said, "Senior brother, please lead the way."
There are too many ancient buildings in Putuo Mountain. Many of these monuments have a history of hundreds of millions or even billions of years. They are the disciples of Putuo Mountain in the past. They have continuously strengthened the formation and repaired the building structure. They have been preserved. Now it seems that there is no Any sense of dilapidation, on the contrary, reveals a vicissitudes of time out of thin air, which makes people feel emotional.
Lin Ming followed the monk through a corridor and came to a spacious courtyard. This courtyard was paved with thick bricks and stones. Every brick and stone had been weather-beaten, like a book that recorded the past of Putuo Mountain. history books.
"It's here."
The monk held the Buddha beads together, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and bowed back.
Before Lin Ming, there was a gray Tallinn.
These pagodas have seven or eight floors, and each pagoda is tens of feet high. It doesn't look resplendent, but gives people a sense of solemnity and solemnity.
And in front of this pagoda forest, stood an old monk, he was wearing a linen monk robe, a golden cassock, straw sandals, big earlobe shoulders, two white eyebrows a foot long, and a thick Zen stick in his right hand , holding a string of Buddhist beads in his left hand, there are seven beads in total, six small and one big, and the big one is pale all over, with a hint of red, like a surging blood, it looks like an eyeball, shocking.
The old monk just stood here casually, as if his whole body had merged with the heaven and the earth. If Lin Ming didn't use his eyes to see, but only used his senses to investigate, he would never be able to find out the existence of this old monk. He was clearly close at hand. But I can't find it, this feeling is very weird.
This white-browed old monk is naturally the Great Freedom Buddha of Putuo Mountain. Even the god dreamed of it, and he should be honored as a senior figure.
"This junior, Lin Ming, has met Senior Great Freedom Buddha."
Lin Ming saluted respectfully.
The Great Freedom Buddha glanced at Lin Ming, nodded slowly, and simply said, "From today onwards, you will stay here for seventy-seven forty-nine days."
Dazizai Buddha's voice is old and his tone is very slow, which makes people feel that he is too old to speak well.
"This is..." Lin Ming remembered that when the warrior monk brought it in, he said that this place was called Zang Pagoda.
"This is the tomb of the abbots of Mount Putuo, stepping into the tomb of a Zen master in the realm of Tianzun. For 3.6 billion years, after the eminent monks of Mount Putuo passed away, they will be cremated, and the ashes will be condensed into relics, and placed in the tower box, together with their natal magic weapon. Together, they are placed in the pagoda forest, so it is called the Zang Pagoda, also known as the Buried Pagoda."
When the Great Freedom Buddha said this, Lin Ming's heart trembled when he heard it.
It turned out to be the burial place of the eminent monks in Putuo Mountain!
Putuo Mountain has a history of 3.6 billion years. It is hard to describe how many outstanding people have appeared during this period!
Only Zen masters with extremely high achievements are eligible to be buried in the Zang Pagoda after death. So many outstanding figures are buried here, even if they have died for many years, the Buddha's thoughts and laws they left behind will always exist and will not be buried. obliterate.
I don't know when, the Great Freedom Buddha has drifted away.
Leaving Lin Ming alone, he quietly felt the surging will in the tower forest.
He took a few deep breaths, adjusted his mentality, and worshiped Zang Stupa several times, with sincerity in his heart.
Warriors do not respect the sky and the earth, but they cannot disrespect the former sages.
There are seventy-two pagodas in total!
This number is fixed. When the number of dead monks exceeds this number, two monks will be buried in a pagoda at the same time.
Looking at the layout of the pagoda, there are some similarities with the Seventy-two Witch God Pagodas in the southern border of the Tianyan Continent. Of course, the layout of the Zang Buddha Pagoda is ten thousand times more wonderful than the Witch God Pagoda.
This also shows that the shaman gods of southern Xinjiang are indeed from Buddhism, and belong to the subordinate sect of Mount Putuo, and come from the same lineage as Mount Putuo.
The pagodas are tall and short, ranging from seven to nine stories. The height of this pagoda also reflects the achievements of eminent monks buried in the pagoda.
Lin Ming knew that this Buddhist Pagoda, where the remains of eminent monks from past dynasties were placed, was definitely the most sacred place in Putuo Mountain. So many eminent monks rested here, and they would not be disturbed at ordinary times.
If it wasn't for the great catastrophe and the special circumstances, the Great Freedom Buddha would probably not allow himself to practice here and feel the Buddha's will of many Putuo Mountain predecessors.
After adjusting his mentality to an ethereal state, Lin Ming walked towards Tallinn with admiration in his heart.
Step by step, Lin Ming's speed was very slow.
After nine steps, Lin Ming would pause for a longer period of time to calm down and comprehend everything here.
One hundred feet.
Eighty feet.
Fifty feet.
Lin Ming was getting closer and closer to the Tallinn. As the distance shortened, Lin Ming could clearly feel that the will in the Tallinn was getting stronger and stronger.
The center of his eyebrows hurt like a needle prick, as if all the blood in his body were coming to the point between his eyebrows.
Hongmeng Battle Spirit!
With a thought in Lin Ming's mind, he only heard a soft "Hoo-" and the primordial battle spirit roared out. In front of Lin Ming, a small dark golden spear was condensed, but the barrel of the spear had a greenish color. Lin Ming used it for a long time and accumulated continuously, but he still hadn't completely broken through.
Now his battle spirit has already reached the golden consummation, touching the threshold of the blue soul war spirit.
There is a huge gap between the golden battle spirit and the blue soul battle spirit. Now, under the baptism of this buddha spirit, Lin Ming's battle spirit roared fiercely, and the green color on the battle spirit seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. It's getting thicker!
This buddha will can experience the battle spirit!
Lin Ming was not surprised. With so many powerful tombs gathered together, only Mount Putuo owns the entire God Realm. The will here is probably the strongest in the God Realm! RL
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