Lin Yi silently recited Buddhist mantras, and the small stone Buddha became even more dazzling, its eyes seeming to open.
“The world is different now! Look, some mountains have suddenly appeared ahead,” an old monk exclaimed in surprise.
It was a very strange sight: towering mountains appeared on the horizon, their imposing presence making it hard to breathe.
But they are all blurry, not clear, ethereal and dreamlike, standing majestically at the ends of heaven and earth.
“A path has appeared, but it’s broken and discontinuous…” another old monk said, pointing ahead with emotion.
As Lin Yi used his great magical power to bless the small stone Buddha, he chanted Buddhist mantras. In the distance, an incomparably vast power surged forth, and an ancient road meandered towards them.
The group embarked on this path, moving forward step by step. There were many ancient sites along the way, making it very mysterious and unlike the real world at all.
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Chapter 269 The Nirvana of All Buddhas
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This ancient road winds and twists, passing through massive mountains that are completely invisible in the mortal world.
Along the way, Lin Yi and his companions saw many dilapidated ancient temples and monks who had passed away in meditation.
These monks were all highly skilled in supernatural abilities, which enabled them to embark on the journey to the sacred mountain, but ultimately they could not reach the Pure Land of Buddha.
Walking through the ancient mountains, a desolate atmosphere rushed towards them, making Lin Yi and his companions feel as if they had traveled back to ancient times and returned to the wild land.
In the distance, towering mountains, some tens of thousands of feet high, stood majestically, their ancient trees blocking out the sun. Eagles soared through the sky, and beasts roared across the land, their sounds like thunder, deafening and terrifying.
"We are probably close to Mount Ling, and we may be able to see the ancient Bodhisattvas and the Buddhas of the heavens."
An old monk said expectantly.
The ancient road stretched endlessly beneath their feet, and every so often they could see traces of their ancestors along the way.
"Wow!"
A loud cry, like that of a baby, came from the ruins ahead, sending chills down one's spine and was extremely eerie.
A gray shadow leaped out from within, swift as lightning, like a vengeful ghost seeking death.
The small stone Buddha in Lin Yi's hand emitted a strong Buddhist light, and the evil shadow dared not get too close. It appeared and disappeared around him, sometimes to the left and sometimes to the right, moving incredibly fast.
The three old monks' faces changed color; this speed had exceeded their limits.
"It's alright."
Lin Yi said calmly, raising his right hand and pressing it down.
On the fair and jade-like palm, the five fingers are long and strong. The area in front of the palm is dark, as if the world has shrunk into it and is about to collapse and the universe will be shattered at any moment!
The gray figure was suppressed by Lin Yi's palm, and its true form was revealed.
This was an old monk, dressed in a gray robe, with a large and imposing figure, surrounded by black mist, with a fierce face and bloodshot eyes.
"Are you also searching for Mount Ling? I hate..."
The old monk, with bloodshot eyes and a chilling tone, was surrounded by black mist. Blood tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, making him look like a vengeful ghost. He cried out in a mournful voice, "Since childhood, I have devoted myself to Buddhism and practiced diligently, but I have never seen Mount Ling. I have searched for it with my life on the line, but in the end, I have come to nothing. What is the point of worshipping Buddha?"
The leader of the three old monks, Siddhi, could not bear it. He put his hands together in prayer and pleaded, "Please allow us to perform a ritual for him."
Lin Yi nodded without saying anything more.
Three old monks stepped forward, sat cross-legged beside the evil monk, and chanted scriptures, intending to dispel the evil energy and send him to his next life.
"Namo Amitabha Buddha, Tathagata, Tadyatha, Amitabha..."
Before long, the black aura around the demonic monk dissipated, the blood-red scales on his body disappeared, and the expression on his face gradually became peaceful.
Finally, he uttered "Namo Amitabha Buddha" and vanished in a shower of light, dissipating all his resentment.
Lin Yi and his group continued on their way. Along the ancient road leading to Mount Ling, they found many skeletons. They discovered no fewer than several hundred skeletons along the way, all of them belonging to highly accomplished monks.
This makes one sigh that only those who revere Buddha can find this place, yet they can only die halfway there, unable to approach the sacred mountain. It is truly tragic.
Suddenly, the ancient road ended, and a pitch-black abyss stretched out in front of them, blocking their way.
An old monk explained, "The secret we received from our ancestors is not complete, which is why the road is blocked. It seems that only by crossing it can we reconnect the broken road."
"Aww..."
At that moment, a shrill scream came from the abyss, as if all sorts of demons and monsters were struggling inside, trying to break free.
"Certainly."
A golden bridge spans the sky, beneath which a Tai Chi diagram rotates, stabilizing the earth's water, wind, and fire, and suppressing all laws of the heavens.
Lin Yi led the three old monks forward. Occasionally, powerful demons would break through the suppression of the Taiji Golden Bridge, only to be blasted to their deaths by his Heaven-Turning Seal.
After reconnecting with the broken path, the four continued onward.
"boom!"
The waves surged skyward, crashing into the heavens, creating a vast expanse of white.
This vast and boundless sea once again blocked the path of Lin Yi and his group.