"rise!"
Lin Yi lit the divine lamp in his hand, and rays of green light descended, immediately suppressing the power of Mount Ling.
His magical power was rapidly depleting, but he strode forward and finally set foot on Mount Ling.
On the cliff and beside the Buddha altar, one could see old monks sitting in meditation, their bodies seemingly dead, in a deathly stillness. Even the plants and trees were withered, and the springs and pools had dried up to the bottom, devoid of any life.
A desolate and barren sacred mountain!
This is the truth: ancient temples stand tall, and monasteries abound, but there is not a single person, not a single Bodhisattva, not a single ancient Buddha, and no living beings can be seen.
The magnificent temples and ancient buildings bear witness to the past glory of Buddhism.
Unfortunately, the spring has dried up, the vegetation has withered, and the former prosperity is gone.
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Chapter 270: Tricks, all tricks
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Lin Yi carried a small stone Buddha in one hand and moved quickly, entering and exiting one ancient building after another.
This small stone Buddha is very mysterious; it shines with light wherever it is in an important place.
Finally, Lin Yi saw a bronze incense burner, almost rotten, yet emitting a rich, intoxicating fragrance that made one feel as if they were floating on air. The light emanating from the small stone Buddha in his hand was also more dazzling than ever before.
The copper-rusted furnace vibrated incessantly, its lid shaking and clanging, as if a creature inside was trying to break free.
Upon approaching, Lin Yi discovered that the bronze furnace was actually a rare seventh-tier sacred weapon, but it was destroyed, losing its precious aura, and the deity within it was dead.
Not far away stands a stone tablet, densely covered with ancient Sanskrit characters, as if recording an extremely important event.
Rumble!
Mount Ling trembled, and the air was filled with Buddhist chants. Golden Buddhist light transformed into eight classes of beings, including Yakshas, Asuras, Gandharvas, and Garudas, all glaring angrily at Lin Yi, ready to subdue the demons.
This is the power of thought formed by countless beings who gathered here in the past. Even the Origin Cauldron of All Things can only suppress it for a short time.
As the Ling Mountain Grand Formation operated, Lin Yi felt increasingly intense pressure.
"boom!"
A vast surge of Buddhist power swept over, and Lin Yi hurriedly put away the bronze furnace. He was then forced to retreat involuntarily, the world spun around him, and everything disappeared.
The sky was a deep blue, like a piece of blue crystal. A few white clouds drifted by, making one feel so close to the sky, as if one could jump up and touch it.
The previous experience was like a dream; those towering mountains, those vast and unfathomable sacred mountains, and those mysterious ancient roads are all gone forever.
Several miles away, the three old monks were also astonished, wondering why they had suddenly returned to their familiar surroundings.
Lin Yi arrived through the air and used his magic to manifest the ancient Sanskrit characters on the stone tablet, which he then asked three old monks to translate.
The three old monks studied the text carefully, their expressions solemn.
Because this is the original script, the earliest trace of Sanskrit, it is difficult to understand.
The three old monks carefully studied the inscription, their expressions gradually changing from shock to excitement, and then to boundless joy, almost to the point of dancing with joy.
"This is a secret inscription carved by a great and virtuous monk before he left Lingshan. It records the secret of an ancient furnace."
"This is a medicine furnace!"
"It is a great medicine personally refined by Shakyamuni Buddha!"
"Namo Shakyamuni Buddha!"
The three elderly monks chanted Buddhist mantras in succession to cover up their excitement and loss of composure.
The inscription was written in very ancient script, which required careful study to understand. The three old monks slowly translated it and read it to Lin Yi.
More than two thousand years ago, Shakyamuni Buddha wanted to use the dragon vein of Mount Ling as fire to slowly refine a great medicine and leave it to future generations.
However, this batch of medicine was extremely rare, and the time it took was unimaginable. It was still being nurtured until the day Shakyamuni Buddha left.
Later, Shakyamuni entered the starry sky and instructed his descendants to continue to watch over it, for he would surely achieve his goal one day.
Several hundred years later, Mount Ling slowly withered due to an astonishing event, and the virtuous monks who were stationed there could not wait any longer and were about to enter the starry sky.
However, if the great medicine is not yet completed and it is forcibly taken away, the alteration of the earth vein dragon fire will inevitably lead to failure, or even cause the furnace to explode and be destroyed.
Ultimately, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and other beings departed, leaving behind this inscription explaining that they sealed the entire sacred mountain, hoping that one day the great elixir could be created.
"This medicine is made from the essence of the Bodhi tree."
An old monk exclaimed in surprise, pointing to the last line of the inscription, his fingers trembling.
According to the inscription, Shakyamuni used a section of the trunk of the Bodhi tree to make medicine, which he then refined in a bronze furnace, clearly intending to create a batch of unparalleled precious medicine.
"An elixir of immortality?" Lin Yi took out the bronze furnace and opened the lid.
"Sizzle!"
A green glow shot into the sky at incredible speed. This furnace of medicine was too spiritual; it tried to escape as soon as the lid was opened.
Lin Yi opened his mouth and inhaled, using the Heavenly Dragon Devouring technique to swallow it.
This is just a cloud of medicinal powder; the real elixir is still inside the bronze furnace.