There was news from India, and several old monks attached great importance to it. An old monk in his 190s, Shimati, set off and invited two old friends to come with him.
Two days later, accompanied by four masters and the ancient Sanskrit authority, Shimoti and two other old monks came to City B to meet Ye Fan.
Even though medical science has made great progress, it is still a miracle for ordinary people that an old monk can live to be more than 190 years old.
Ximati is hale and hearty. Although he is old and out of shape, he still walks like flying. His body is very strong.
The same is true for the two old people who are walking with him. They are about the same age at first glance. They are long and thin, with yellow skin, skinny bones and sunken eye sockets, but they are full of energy.
They clasped their hands together and saluted Ye Fan with peaceful expressions. The three of them spanned three centuries and experienced all kinds of mortal worlds, so they can be called eminent monks.
Ye Fan returned the salute and nodded secretly. The three of them, Ximati, were all extraordinary and had already entered the secret realm of the Dao Palace. It is only natural that their lifespan should be extended.
On the other side of the starry sky, it is really not worth mentioning to enter the secret realm of the Dao Palace at this age, and it can barely be regarded as a monk.
However, the earth is in the Dharma-ending era, and it is really not easy to have such a cultivation base. It can be said that these three people are considered geniuses.
Ye Fan asked them to sit down, and with a swipe of his right hand, several cups of tea soaked in elixir appeared out of thin air, which immediately surprised the three old monks.
Ever since they saw this young man, they knew that they had met a person with great supernatural powers, and his cultivation was probably comparable to that of the ancient leader.
Whether it was the three old monks, the four gurus, or the ancient Sanskrit authority, they all had expressions of shock on their faces after receiving the elixir tea.
"The world has changed. In this day and age, it's really unusual to have such natural treasures. This kind of hospitality is too much, and some people can't bear it."
They all agreed and expressed their gratitude piously. This kind of elixir can be said to be the only one I have ever seen in my life.
Ye Fan has a lot of things he wants to ask, and he cuts to the chase. He mentioned whether there are ancient religions on the earth today, and where they are located. He wants to know about the world of practice.
"In ancient times, there were many great religions, ancient sects everywhere, powerful people like clouds, and there were many people with great supernatural powers, but now everything has changed." Ximoti said.
In ancient India, Buddhism once flourished and replaced Brahmanism. There were many followers and ancient temples rained down, but finally declined.
Today's Hinduism, derived from Vedicism and Brahmanism, is like a cycle of reincarnation and has replaced Buddhism. Of course, the various religions are integrated with each other, and all dharmas coexist, and it seems to be symbiotic as one.
Ximoti said that in ancient times, if we did not talk about beliefs, but only talked about supernatural powers, there were many schools. Among them, Vedicism has a profound influence and is the predecessor of Brahmanism. Before Sakyamuni became a monk, he also practiced Brahmanism.
A "Vedas" runs through the process of the rise and fall of several religions, from Vedas to Brahma, and then to Buddhism, completes a reincarnation, and now respects the Vedas.
Simalati talked a lot, talked about a lot of ancient orthodoxy, and said that there were really many inheritances at that time, just like a hundred flowers blooming, competing for beauty, and the strong stood everywhere.
Later, everything fell apart, and the monastery he was in just happened to experience a catastrophe, lost most of the Dharma doors, completely marginalized, and lost contact with the former sects.
In today's era, even he doesn't know if the schools still exist, he only knows a few people who know how to practice, but he thinks the schools should still exist, but because of the end of the Dharma era, they are all hidden and unknown .
Ye Fan was a little interested in the "Vedas", and he borrowed it to read it. He knew that it was definitely not the teaching in the eyes of ordinary people today, and there must be a secret book of practice.
"What do you know about Middle-earth, such as Taoism, the appearance of demons in Middle-earth, the bloodlines of ancient demon gods, etc." To be honest, he didn't have much interest in ancient India, and he wanted to know more about ancient China. each teach.
A solemn look appeared on Ximoti's face, and he said, "Middle Earth is unfathomable, and we don't know much about it."
He is in awe of the Middle Earth from the bottom of his heart, but he doesn't know Taoism, and he has never met anyone who teaches it. He also heard it from his ancestors when he said that the devil came out of the Middle Earth.
The only thing he had personally experienced was that he had seen a demon-like existence, which made him tremble. He glanced at it from a distance, but he didn't dare to approach it, and quickly retreated.
"Where did you meet?"
Ximoti said a place name, and Ye Fan showed a strange look. It was actually a battlefield back then, and I don't know how many people died.
During World War II, Shimoti traveled all the way to the east, and saw a bloody light running through Xiaohan on a battlefield. It was extremely terrifying, and then it was as mighty as a vast ocean.
"This monster really knows how to pick the right moment." Ye Fan said to himself.
In the past, I don't know how many heroic souls passed away, and the whole land was full of blood and blood, and it was gloomy and gloomy. In this dharma-ending era, it may be a rare opportunity for the great demon to advance, forged with blood and spirit.
"Did he make a move?" Ye Fan asked.
"No, practitioners are not allowed to interfere with major affairs in the world. This is a law established in ancient times. It is respected by the world and passed down from generation to generation. No one dares to violate it." Xi Moti said.
Ye Fan nodded and didn't say anything, but he was thinking about how strong that demon god was.
From Ximoti's perspective back then, it was impossible to make a mistake, bloody and powerful, it was amazing, at least he was a leader-level figure.
"It's very unusual. In this degenerate era, there is such an ancient monster. It's really unexpected. I don't know where it is now." Ye Fan said to himself.
"Could this family have something to do with fake Pangbo?" He suddenly had such an association.
According to Ximoti, the water in Middle Earth is very deep, and the demon god is just an example. He also heard from senior monks that he encountered another terrifying existence, but he didn't know it very well.
Finally, they hit the road and took the little stone Buddha to the Tibetan area, trying to open a road to Lingshan.
Buddhism has declined in India, but it has prospered in China. In the past, a bodhisattva who had been transformed into a Buddha left a last word that the Lingshan Mountain would move to the east. According to the speculation of several arhats in later generations, it should be in the Tibetan area.
Lingshan is the original Taoist temple of Buddhism, which existed long before Sakyamuni unified the religion. At that time, the monks practiced at the expense of their bodies and had great supernatural powers.
Before Sakyamuni established his religion, there were scattered monks on the earth. Lingshan is the only place where they can be summoned. It is a mysterious ancient place.
"It's a pity. After the last Bodhisattva and the ancient Buddha passed away, no one can open the road to Lingshan outside."
Xi Moti said that this small stone Buddha may be a key sacred object, and it may be able to solve the mystery of the ages and discover that the original ashram may still have a living existence!
Ye Fan didn't take Xiaosong with him, but took the little stone Buddha for the time being. The spiritual mountain of the ancient Taoist temple is not inferior to Mount Sumeru, and there may be terrible dangers. He didn't want the simple little guy to take risks with him.
A group of people walked in the no-man's land, a piece of tranquility, the sky was blue, with occasional clouds, but also pure white, both the air and the scenery were pure.
Perhaps, this is the only piece of pure land, but now there are human footprints everywhere, high-rise buildings, reinforced concrete cover the fragrance of flowers and plants, and lack of primitive and natural scenery.
Ye Fan held the small stone Buddha in his hand and blessed it with great magic power, causing it to burst into immeasurable light. Finally, several ancient characters in his body were manifested, and he himself was full of golden blood.
These people were all trembling, in awe, this kind of supernatural being would almost never appear in the world again, but now they saw it with their own eyes.
The three old monks including Xi Moti said some Buddhist secret words and told Ye Fan that it was left by the old man, and they might be able to find the Lingshan Mountain through this.
Ye Fan walked all the way, according to what they said, reciting the mantra silently, the little stone Buddha became brighter and brighter, the divine ring at the back of his head was completely materialized, playing on it clanged, and a pair of Buddha eyes seemed to be opened.
"The world is a little different. Look quickly, some big mountains suddenly appeared in front of you." A master was surprised.
This is a very strange scene, many big mountains appear on the horizon, extremely tall, towering into the sky, overwhelming people breathless, majestic.
However, each one is very vague, looking down on the real, with a kind of ethereal, standing majestically at the end of the world.
"A road appeared, but it was intermittent..." Another master was moved and pointed to the front.
This is an ancient road, which has never been seen before, but now it suddenly appeared, leading to the depths of the distant Dayue.
"This is... the road to Lingshan!" Shimoti trembled all over, which didn't match his appearance as an eminent monk, because he was too excited.
Ye Fan chanted those mantras while blessing the little stone Buddha with great magic power, a vast Buddha power surged from a distance, and that kind of fluctuation made people want to worship, surpassing everything.
"It's really Lingshan!" Ye Fan's eyes were brilliant, which was the same as the instant induction when he entered Tibet not long ago, but this time it was extremely long-lasting.
An ancient road meanders, and the group of them set foot on this road, advancing step by step. This is very mysterious, and there are many historic sites along the road, which is not like the real world at all.
The mountains in the distance are too majestic. I don't know which area is hidden in the real world. Ye Fan didn't find it the last time he crossed the Tibetan area, but now it feels so oppressive.
"Ah, there is a corpse in front!" A master quickly walked over.
This road is very old, as if no one has walked it since ancient times. The rocks are engraved with the wind and frost of the years. An old monk, skinny and yellow, is lying in front of him, dead.
What they saw was not an illusion, it was a real corpse, with cold tentacles, and a very old monk's robe, which would turn to ashes if touched lightly.
"It's been hundreds of years since I died," said a master.
There is a line of ancient characters engraved on the rock in front of him, like the last last words, written in ancient Sanskrit and written in a hurry.
Ximoti looked at it carefully and said the general idea. This is an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. He devoted himself to the Buddha, but he did not see the Lingshan. up.
They didn't delay and continued on the road. Ye Fan blessed the little stone Buddha and kept chanting mantras silently. The ancient road was extended and passed through huge mountains that could never be seen in the world.
"A dilapidated palace!"
Not long after, they saw an ancient temple, which was small in scale, with only a stone hall and an old monk sitting in it. He also left his last words, the Xunling Mountain Road ends here, the road ahead is vast, and there is no hope to be seen again.
"This is a man with great supernatural powers. His skin has a touch of pale gold, and he almost achieved the status of Arhat." Several masters put their hands together and recited Shakyamuni Buddha.
Ye Fan stopped, and the ancient road in front of him became more and more distant, as if it would never end. I don't know where it leads. Is this still on the earth? He thought about it.
The Buddha-nature fluctuates like a vast ocean, and it is boundless. Is the spiritual mountain comparable to Mount Sumeru really in front? He wondered if he could enter that ancient dojo.