Chapter 66 Rushing into the Small Buddhist Temple
Zhou Wen took a look at the information of the bloody man and saw that the heart Zen in the vitality skill had disappeared, replaced by blood Zen.
Zhou Wen tried to activate the blood Zen, and suddenly a cool breath surged from his heart. The breath flowed through every corner of his body along with the blood, making Zhou Wen feel indescribably refreshed and comfortable all over.
However, Zhou Wen's skin flushed with a strange color, which looked a bit weird.
It feels a little different from Heart Zen, and the energy consumption seems to be much slower. One point of energy can actually last for nearly three minutes. With Zhou Wen's energy limit of 10 points, he can use Blood Zen for almost half an hour.
"Half an hour, if Blood Zen can restrain the mysterious power of the small Buddhist temple like Heart Zen, it will be enough for me to run back and forth on the stone steps in front of the small Buddhist temple." Zhou Wen did not waste any more time and let the bloody man ride on the silver-winged flying ant and fly towards the small Buddhist temple.
As Zhou Wen had expected, Blood Zen and Heart Zen had the same abilities. After the bloody man activated Heart Zen, he ran up the stone steps all the way to the gate of the small Buddhist temple without any accidents.
The small Buddhist temple is in a very dilapidated state. The plaques on the door have faded, and many parts of the temple walls have collapsed.
Pushing open the dusty door, Zhou Wen saw the scene inside the door clearly in the dust, but was slightly stunned.
Originally, he had prepared to fight against the powerful dimensional creatures, but he did not find any dimensional creatures in the yard. There was only a stone tablet standing in the middle of the yard.
"The Small Prajnaparamita Sutra?" Zhou Wen saw the largest words on the stone tablet clearly and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
The name "The Great Prajnaparamita Sutra" is well-known. It used to be the theoretical basis of Mahayana Buddhism. After the dimensional storm, a Buddhist believer comprehended the Yuanqi Jue from it. It is listed as one of the two major Yuanqi Jue of Buddhism together with the "Agama Sutra". Both are epic Yuanqi Jue, and are not inferior to the Li family's innate invincible magic skill.
But Zhou Wen had never heard of the Small Prajnaparamita Sutra. The name seemed like a joke no matter how he looked at it.
I let the bloody man walk closer and read the content carefully. After reading for a while, I suddenly felt dizzy and my head seemed to be exploding.
"This scripture is weird!" Zhou Wen was shocked and was about to look away from the scripture, but suddenly he felt that the flow of vital energy in his body suddenly slowed down.
Ever since Zhou Wen practiced the Mixian Sutra, it has been circulating automatically, and Zhou Wen doesn't need to practice it deliberately.
Now the rotation speed of the Mixian Sutra suddenly slowed down, which had never happened before. However, after the flow rate of the Mixian Sutra slowed down, Zhou Wen only felt that the splitting headache had eased.
When Zhou Wen read the Small Prajnaparamita Sutra again, he did not feel the same uncomfortable feeling as before.
Zhou Wen was surprised and continued to read the scriptures. Then he found that the more scriptures he read, the slower the flow of the Mixian Sutra became.
There were too many words on the stele. Zhou Wen looked at it for a while and was about to continue reading when he suddenly saw the screen go black and the bloody little man died.
"Ah!" Zhou Wen then remembered that he had been using Blood Zen and reading scriptures there for such a long time. Blood Zen had consumed all his vitality and stopped working.
"It seems that the Small Buddhist Temple, like the stone steps, is shrouded in evil power. Without the protection of Blood Zen, I will die. If I had known this, I would not have read that "Small Prajna Paramita Sutra." Zhou Wen thought to himself.
After turning into a human by dripping blood, Zhou Wen re-entered the underground Buddha City copy. He went to the lotus pond first, intending to brush the mutated Buddha Heart Lotus again. It would be great if a companion egg could be produced. Even if no companion egg was produced, a vitality crystal to replenish vitality would be fine.
But who knew that after so much effort, he finally killed the mutated Buddha Heart Lotus again, but only produced a crystal with a strength of 14.
The bloody man picked up the power crystal and absorbed it, but his strength attribute did not grow and remained at 10.
"It seems that even if I practice the Mixian Sutra, the bottleneck of the level realm still exists, and I cannot exceed the mortal level limit of 10 points." Zhou Wen was a little disappointed.
After killing all the Buddha Heart Lotuses and finally replenishing ten points of vitality, Zhou Wen headed towards the small Buddhist temple again.
This time, Zhou Wen did not waste time at the stone tablet. After entering the temple gate, he ran directly to the main hall opposite the gate.
The hall was already dilapidated, the roof had collapsed, and the gate was crooked, as if it would fall down at any time. There was no plaque on the door, so I didn't know what the name of this hall was.
The bloody little man stepped forward and pushed the door, and the door creaked and fell directly into the hall. There was a bang, and dust flew all over the sky.
Looking at the dusty hall, the first thing you see is a Buddha statue.
Although the Buddha statue in the game was a Q-version one, it still scared Zhou Wen. The Buddha statues Zhou Wen had seen were generally kind-looking with dignified and elegant postures. Only a few Dharma protectors like Vajra had angry eyes.
However, deities like Dharma protectors like Vajra are not placed in the main hall. Instead, the Buddha statue in the main hall has a face like an evil spirit. Although it does not have an angry expression, it still makes people feel uneasy, as if they are being stared at by him coldly.
"Bang!" Zhou Wen only had time to take a look before the bloody little man who had just stepped into the hall exploded directly, turning into a pile of blood on the ground, and the game screen also went black.
Zhou Wen was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. "This place, the Small Buddhist Temple, is truly eerie. Just one look at it could kill you. Luckily, I didn't go there in my true form, otherwise, even if I had a lot of lives, it wouldn't be enough. I don't know how those human predecessors explored the other-dimensional realm in the past. To achieve what they have today, I'm afraid they must have sacrificed countless lives."
Although Zhou Wen had read stories about soldiers who sacrificed their lives while exploring other dimensions when he was in school, it was far less shocking than his own personal experience.
Zhou Wen thought again, "After entering the main hall, even Blood Zen is useless. However, there is a small stone tablet with the Prajnaparamita Sutra inside the temple. Perhaps it can be of some use. But it is obviously the Yuan Qi Jue. I have already practiced the Mi Xian Sutra, so it is impossible for me to switch to another Yuan Qi Jue. Besides, the small Buddhist temple is so strange. Who knows if there is anything wrong with the Yuan Qi Jue?"
After hesitating for a while, Zhou Wen decided to go into the small Buddhist temple first and write down the scriptures inside.
As for functions like taking photos, there was no need to even think about it. The images on the mysterious phone could not be captured by ordinary phones, so Zhou Wen could only remember them himself.
The scriptures were too long, but fortunately, they were not as difficult to remember as the Lost Immortal Scripture. Zhou Wen only memorized a few paragraphs at a time, and when the time was almost up, he would leave the Small Buddhist Temple and continue memorizing them after he had recovered his strength.
By the time Zhou Wen had memorized all the scriptures, he found that it was already dawn and he had not slept all night again.
Just as Zhou Wen wrote down the last sentence of the scripture, the Mixian Sutra that had almost stopped functioning in his body suddenly began to flow wildly.
(End of this chapter)
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