Chapter 367: Galan Glass Buddha

Qianyuan Realm, the Buddhist realm.

The place is called the Buddhist Kingdom on Earth by the sentient beings in the real world. The four ancient Buddhist temples are all located in this area. The Buddha's light is immeasurable, radiating to hundreds of realms in all directions. Every inch of land here faintly emits the Buddha's light.

Peace, tranquility and peace are the main themes here.

"Amitabha!"

A monk wearing a white robe and with an extraordinarily handsome face slowly walked through the bustling streets. With every step he took, spots of light gathered under his feet to form golden lotuses. Divine light flowed on his body and Buddha's light rose behind his head.

Under the shining Buddha's light, the noisy streets suddenly became quiet.

"Ah! This is the senior monk from the Holy Buddha Temple!"

"It's Master Mingjing. We have met Master Mingjing!"

"Master Ming Jing!"

Everyone looked at Mingjing with respect and bowed respectfully. People living on this land, because they have received many protections from Buddhism, all love and respect Buddha. For example, Master Mingjing of the Shengfo Temple, who was born a Buddhist, had his name spread since childhood.

Mingjing had a smile on his face, put his hands together, nodded to everyone, and had a calm demeanor that made people feel like spring breeze.

The Buddhist community in this world has an excellent reputation and does not have the bad reputation of harming the people at all. This is also related to the fact that all monks practice Buddhism.

Buddhist monks can live in peace by absorbing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so why do they need to demarcate land and enclose the people to support themselves? As for gold and silver, these yellow and white things are not in the eyes of Buddhist monks. The natural treasures they pursue have nothing to do with ordinary people.

Since there is no conflict of interest, Buddhist monks also have the purpose of entering the world to save people and cultivate merits, which will benefit these people without any harm. Naturally, they will gain the respect and love of all living beings.

Today, Ming Jing is no longer the little monk in the ancient world who felt compassion for sentient beings but was powerless. Instead, he has grown into a famous and profound Master Ming Jing! Ming Jing took a step, as if shrinking the earth into an inch. In just a moment, he was far away from the prosperous city and came to the foot of the mysterious Mount Xumi.

At first glance, this mountain seems to be extremely large, but also extremely small, constantly changing between the two. Its ever-changing form is determined by the mind, and it is a sacred mountain that has been handed down from ancient times by the Buddhists.

The Holy Buddha Temple is located on this mountain.

Mingjing closed his eyes slightly, Buddha's light was shining, he made a mysterious Buddhist seal with his finger and pointed out, the void shrouded by the supreme formation suddenly rippled, and Mingjing immediately stepped into it.

"Master Mingjing is back!"

"Greetings, Uncle Master Mingjing!"

Along the way, the younger monks of the Shengfo Temple all bowed respectfully to Mingjing, and the peers they met also greeted him happily, which shows how popular he is.

After bidding farewell to his fellow monks, Mingjing returned to his own courtyard, closed the door, sat cross-legged, and chanted the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

The thought then escaped into the spiritual platform, and the soul settled in the center of the sea of ​​​​gods. The white Buddha light lingered, and the sound of burning was heard. The endless bright, upright and holy meaning filled the entire space of the sea of ​​​​gods.

Tick-tock——

An inexplicable sound of water dripping was heard, and ripples suddenly appeared in front of Mingjing, like the mirror surface of a disturbed pond.

A reflection slowly emerged on the "water surface" below Mingjing, dark and evil, and its aura was completely opposite to Mingjing's soul, like the two sides of light and darkness.

"Little monk Mingjing!"

"Morro!"

The light and shadow flowed, and the entire bright and clear world of the sea of ​​gods was suddenly reversed. The dark and evil reflection instantly turned from virtual to real, while the bright and clear soul became an illusory reflection under the water.

"Haha, meeting you Mingjing, I don't know whether it is good luck or bad luck for me!"

Moro had a gloomy look on his face, and the reversed "卍" character between his eyebrows was extremely dark and deep. Strange black and white chains spread down from his body, tightly connected to the clear reflection in the water.

In the ancient world, when he met the madman Xiong, he knew that he would not be able to escape. He had fought with Xiong once a long time ago and was defeated miserably! Countless years later, when he stood face to face with Xiong again, he even felt the crisis of death. He suddenly realized that Xiong's realm of rules had far surpassed his and could completely wipe him out.

"Humph! Xiong, you were able to grow so fast, didn't you rely on the power of the Jidao Bell?"

"The Zhenyi Ancient Artifact is indeed extraordinary!"

Moro recalled the unpleasant past and his expression suddenly darkened. He was supposed to die that day, but as luck would have it, there was Mingjing, a natural born Buddha, in the ancient world, who gave him the possibility to use forbidden techniques to escape death.

Who is this Moruo!?

This fierce man has been in and out of the Mother River for dozens of reincarnations, but he still maintains his true self. It is not easy to kill him!

But this bright and clean little monk also brought him some surprises, so much so that until now, his soul has not been wiped out.

This Mingjing was actually the reincarnation of a high monk from the Holy Buddha Temple, Galan Liuli Buddha - who was Mingjing's previous life, a Buddha from the eighth demonic calamity era.

"unlucky!"

Moro lowered his eyes and looked through the water, meeting the clear, illusory reflection.

"Amitabha, Mara, no matter what your plan is, I will not let you succeed."

Mingjing clasped his hands together with a peaceful and compassionate look. His true self had awakened. Although he was suppressed by Moro, it would not be so easy to completely get rid of him.

"Little monk Mingjing, why are you so stubborn? Isn't my suggestion good? If you and I work together to achieve the body of a demon Buddha, wouldn't it be great? Breaking through the tenth realm is easy, and even the legendary eleventh realm is something we have the qualifications to peek at!"

When the eleventh realm was mentioned, the dark Buddha light in Moro's eyes boiled and his face looked fanatical.

Why was he trapped in the ancient chessboard and wasted tens of millions of years? Wasn't it all for one of the five-colored divine stones, "Cang"?

That's right. With Moro's wisdom, he had already realized that he was being plotted against when he was in the heart of heaven and earth in the ancient world.

Being able to use "Cang" as bait, Moro felt that his loss was not unfair given the overall situation.

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Moro is a man of great wisdom, great perseverance, and great ambition. With his talent, it is not difficult for him to break through to the tenth realm by following the steps. However, his ability is not limited to that. At the ninth realm, he is already glimpsing the legendary eleventh realm.

And gathering the five-colored divine stones is the only sure way to reach the eleventh realm in this world's many eras and endless years.

Many other assumptions and attempts only have a tiny probability of one in a billion. It is almost impossible to break through the eleventh realm.

The same is true of his latest deduced "Way of the Devil and Buddha".

"The Way of the Devil and Buddha? Humph, nonsense!"

The clear and illusory reflection shook its head slightly, showing a rare hint of disdain, and it was obvious that it found Morro's wishful thinking amusing.

"Amitabha! Young monk Mingjing, people like you are naturally incapable of understanding my vision."

"How pedantic you are! You still care about the means. Haha, as long as you can break through the eleventh realm, it will be easy to deal with the alien race, right?"

"The aliens think so too. Besides, they don't have so many concerns. If we continue like this, the aliens might get there before we find the five-colored divine stone!"

"Hehe, you can imagine what will happen to the human race then."

Mingjing closed his eyes and remained silent. He clasped his hands together and recited scriptures with a compassionate look.

"Hmph, boring!"

"Little monk Mingjing, I have found something interesting this time. This thing may be of great help to me."

As he spoke, Moro took out a string of Buddhist beads. The Buddhist beads were carved from white jade, with a total of twelve beads. They did not emit any divine light and looked very ordinary.

"Tianluo Space? Hehe, it's really interesting!"

Mingjing's eyebrows trembled slightly. He naturally knew about this string of Buddhist beads, and the way he got it was also very strange, as if the Buddhist beads came to him automatically. Unfortunately, they were intercepted by Moro.

"This Tianluo space is very strange. It actually contains the power of dimension. After years of careful observation by me, I found that this thing seems to be the legendary Zhenyi ancient artifact, the dimensional world!"

There was a gleam of divine light in Moro's eyes as he stared at the Buddhist beads in his hand. After the battle with the fierce ancient world, Moro suddenly became much more sober. Although he was conceited, he also understood that with his own strength, if he wanted to participate in the fight for the five-colored divine stone, he would undoubtedly become cannon fodder for the top leaders of the three races of humans, aliens, and demons.

What happened in the ancient world is an example.

If one wants to prove his truth, one must first have the power to protect the truth, and this is probably the Tianluo space of the dimensional world of the legendary Zhenyi ancient artifact. If he can seize it, then he will have the capital to truly participate in the fight for the five-colored divine stone.

"The most interesting thing is that the owner of this Tianluo Space doesn't seem to be that powerful!"

"Hahaha, little monk Mingjing, tell me, is this an opportunity given to me by God? No! God is not qualified to interfere with my fate. I have fought for this opportunity myself! Hahaha..."

Moro laughed loudly towards the sky, raising endless Buddha light, immersing the entire sea of ​​​​gods in darkness.

"Amitabha……"

Ming Jing whispered softly, a hint of worry flashing in his illusory eyes.

(End of this chapter)