Chapter 283 The True Purpose
The statue of Bhagavan Buddha holds a scepter and rides a giant elephant, with star tracks above his head.
The ancestral statue is tall and awe-inspiring, and has existed for tens of thousands of years.
At this moment, Li Weiyi was finally sure that he had entered another space. After all, the ancestral statue was hundreds of meters high, while the entrance to the ground fissure was only a hundred meters underground.
Inside the main hall is the "Pilgrimage of All Souls Sculpture Group".
There are more than a hundred passages just behind the sculpture.
Some lead up the stone steps, some go straight ahead, and some lead underground.
The underground fairy palace is not flat.
The eighth road that Tang Wanzhou has been exploring is the road leading to the upper level. It is two meters wide, with flat metal and stone structures on both sides of the passage. Murals, hanging lamps, skeletons can be seen from time to time... A war broke out here in ancient times.
After walking a hundred miles along this road, a large area of the passage collapsed, forming steep cliffs.
Below the cliff, dark red magma is flowing slowly and hot air is emanating. It is hard to imagine whether the lower world will be affected.
Everyone had a very high level of cultivation. They wrapped their mounts with magical energy and jumped through quickly.
The deeper you go, the more complicated the passages become.
There are so many branches, it's like a maze.
Li Weiyi has been memorizing and marking.
Behind the thirty-eight riders, there were many martial artists following in the distance. They were both strong and courageous, and wanted to fish in troubled waters.
After going two hundred miles deep, the topography of the underground immortal palace became diverse. It was no longer just a narrow and crowded passage. There were caves, plains, stone mountains, rivers...
After marching for a day and a night, Li Weiyi's injuries had recovered by 60 to 70 percent.
At the same time, he completely absorbed the Starry Day Pill that he swallowed when entering the underground passage.
The telekinetic star almost grew by half, and was full of energy. Instead of feeling nervous or depressed because of the danger he was in, he was extremely excited.
At this moment, they had already penetrated more than 300 miles into the underground fairyland.
A vast plain of dozens of miles appeared in front of them. The soil was hard and there were a large number of thorny glowing plants growing on the ground, which slightly illuminated the darkness. The whole space was foggy.
Li Weiyi raised his head and looked upward.
There was no top in sight, only endless darkness.
Everyone on the mounts became alert and there was no sign of relaxation.
Some of the martial artists have already summoned their magical weapons and activated the scriptures on their armor.
Tuoba Butuo whispered, "This is the farthest place I have ever been to. It is said to be a training ground during the heyday of the ancient Bhagavad religion. It is now called the Nether Plain by explorers and is marked on maps that are sold at high prices."
“Whoa!”
There were frequent and unusual noises coming from the dark thorn bushes.
Then, a cloud of miasma rose up and rushed towards the thirty-eight riders of Xue Jian Tang Ting.
The mounts sensed the danger and growled anxiously.
Li Weiyi used his telekinetic power to sense that there were densely packed flying insects in the miasma smoke, so many that they could not be counted.
It looks like a mosquito, is about the size of a fist, and makes a buzzing sound.
"Be alert, it's a swarm of bone-eating miasma mosquitoes!" An old man in the Dao Seed Realm shouted in the team.
"boom!"
A palm print of magical energy was sent out from a distance, and the air trembled and temporarily dispersed the swarm of insects. But soon, the swarm of insects regrouped and pressed forward in an overwhelming manner.
Li Weiyi had read some "Collection of Evil Insects" and had some understanding of the bone-eating miasma mosquito, which was an extremely terrifying general-level insect that could suck the blood of all living things in a city in a short period of time.
If they encounter them, even a martial artist at the Daozhong realm will be in dire straits, with no trace left of his body.
The bone-eating miasma mosquitoes before him were much larger than those described in the books, and had many variations.
The middle-aged woman from the Wanyan clan took the lead and released two commander-level strange insects called "Seven-Colored Fireflies".
Two fireflies, wrapped in colorful flames, rushed into the miasma smoke. Suddenly, the bone-eating miasma mosquitoes in the smoke were burned into fireballs and fell to the ground.
After a moment, the swarm of bone-eating mosquitoes fled and disappeared into the darkness.
The two strange fireflies flew back and were put into the insect bag by Mrs. Wanyan.
"What a powerful Seven-Colored Firefly. A commander-level strange insect facing these vicious insect swarms is completely restrained by bloodline."
"Madam Wanyan's two colorful fireflies are as powerful as two Daolian warriors."
"Luckily, we have the Insect Tamer with us, otherwise this swarm of bone-eating mosquitoes would be enough to give us a headache for a while."
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Li Weiyi had just been observing the two colorful fireflies. They were indeed very powerful and had grown to the peak state of commander-level strange insects. They could easily kill off a swarm of general-level ferocious insects.
This Nether Plain was quite dangerous. Later they encountered two swarms of soldier-level vicious insects and one swarm of general-level vicious insects, all of which were repelled by Madam Wanyan and old man Shanze's insect control.
Li Weiyi did not have the chance to release the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings.
Crossing the plain, the number of martial artists following behind the thirty-eight riders was already very small.
Before my eyes, there appeared a steep stone wall, dozens of feet high.
There are some ancient pictures and texts drawn on the stone wall, and the lines and texts emit white fluorescence.
Li Weiyi and Tuoba Butuo followed Tang Wanzhou closely and climbed up the stone wall. Above them was another stone wall, one layer upon another, as if it was built by humans.
Tang Wanzhou finally stopped and sat on the back of the three-tailed snow fox. He looked at the riders behind him with a serious expression and said, "There are only a handful of martial artists who can cross the Nether Spirit Plain and come here."
"This is the location of the ancient Bhagavata's Spark Altar, which is four hundred miles away from the main hall at the entrance to the underground immortal palace."
"I said that once we go deeper into the underground immortal palace, I will tell you the real purpose of this trip. Now is the time!"
At the back of the team, a freak martial artist with an ape head and a very strong aura asked, "Young Master is so cautious, are you worried that if you inform us in advance, the information will be leaked?"
Tang Wanzhou glanced at everyone present, his eyes were deep and sharp, and his tone was cold: "The thirty-eight riders on this trip are all top masters, and everyone's strength is beyond doubt. But what we are going to do on this trip is of great importance. It is not a thousand-year-old fine medicine, nor is it a Taoist code. I have to be cautious, and I hope you understand."
The old man Shanze asked, "The important event that Young Master mentioned is related to this Starfire Altar?"
"That's right, everyone follow me!"
Each level of this ancient Starfire Altar is dozens of feet high, and the cliff walls are smooth. Only martial artists at the Dao Seed Realm can climb it with ease.
Most of the mounts were left under the altar.
Tang Wanzhou climbed up to the fourth level of the altar, jumped off his three-tailed snow fox mount, walked forward, searched for a moment, and then struck out with one palm, hitting an area on the stone wall where the graphics and text were broken.
"boom!"
A stone door about ten feet high opened.
She was holding a stone lamp that emitted a green glow and was walking in front. The sound of her footsteps echoed in the passage.
"Li Weiyi, I found the Lingtai Yanxing Stone fragment accidentally inside this altar."
"Thank you for the reminder, young master."
Li Weiyi secretly observed the various pictures and texts on the stone wall, releasing his telekinetic nerves to explore every area he passed through.
If he could find another Lingtai Yanxing Stone fragment, plus the Xingzhou Pill, he would be able to break through to the second-star spiritual master in a short period of time.
Come to the core area inside the altar.
All the martial artists exclaimed in amazement, gathered around Tang Wanzhou, and looked at a stone wall several dozen feet high. On the stone wall, there were many paintings and carvings, telling an ancient story.
“That’s…that’s Bhagavan?”
Tuoba Butuo pointed to a figure on the mural, which was extremely similar to the statue of Buddha Bhagavan in the main hall at the entrance.
In the mural.
Bhagara Buddha held a scepter in his hands with both hands raised high. Countless stars fell from the top of his head, leaving traces of light like a meteor shower, and hit the ground, raising countless dust.
Tang Wanzhou stopped below the mural and said solemnly, "A month ago, I accidentally broke into this place and saw the beautiful murals here, but I couldn't understand what some of the contents meant. So, I went to Zuoqiu Gate and looked up all the ancient books about Bhagavadism, and finally understood the murals completely."
"The first mural tells the story of a disaster in ancient times when Buddha Bhagavan witnessed a star rain falling."
"That falling star caused the death of countless lives on earth, collapsed mountains, changed the course of rivers, and covered the sky with dust. There was no sunlight for several years."
"The second mural shows Bhagavan saving the dying and the wounded during a disaster, founding Bhagavanism, collecting fallen stars from the sky, and analyzing their mysterious energy."
Li Weiyi's eyes fell on the second mural.
I saw Bhagavan Buddha sitting high on a lotus platform with countless believers below him.
Dozens of stars shone brightly, like dozens of mountains standing behind him.
Li Weiyi secretly wondered if Lingtai Yanxing Stone was one of them?
Tang Wanzhou walked to the bottom of the third mural: "This one tells the story of how Bhagavan Buddha forged dozens of stars into a book called "The Book of Bright Stars", also known as the "Bhagavan Sutra". One star is one page of the Bright Sutra, for a total of forty-two pages."
"Bhagavan Buddha devoted his entire life to writing down words that contained supreme power in the book. Then he attained enlightenment and left this land."
"With the Book of Shining Stars, the power of light will forever shine upon the Bhagara religion, and the church's ancestral temple will be immune to all evil."
Tang Wanzhou walked towards the fourth mural: "This is about many years after Bhagavan left. A radical leader was born in the religion. He fought in the netherworld of the dead with the Book of Shining Stars and continued to expand the territory of the living world."
“What? Is there a treasure in the world that can dispel the dark and strange power in the realm of the dead?” Wanyan Shenxing, who ranks among the top three in combat power in the team, said in disbelief.
The netherworld of the dead, like a forbidden zone of life, surrounds the entire Lingxiao habitat, boundless.
A martial artist at the Daozhong realm is already at the top of the human world and can gain initial exposure to the truth of this world and the essence of existence.
The more this happens, the more depressed I feel.
In the catastrophe a thousand years ago, more than 90% of the territory of Lingxiao's three hundred states was swallowed up. The survivors all lived in fear day and night.
"The death power of the netherworld can block out all sunlight, turn all living beings into dead souls, breed evil creatures, revive the dead, cause cursed monsters to run rampant, and cause all creatures to wither." An old spiritual master said.
Tuoba Butuo was extremely excited and full of ambition: "If the Book of Shining Stars really exists, we will have a chance to conquer the more than 200 states swallowed by the netherworld of the dead. Every state we conquer will be thousands of miles of territory, with infinite resources and endless fertile land. Then the population will migrate, deserted villages will become bustling towns, and the dead underworld will become a lush forest."
"At that time, we would have all the minerals, land, pastures, etc. that we wanted. Why would we need to march southward and fight with the major human forces for the twenty-eight states?"
"We will fight northwards, into the Land of the Dead, to reclaim the Land of the Living, and to go down in history forever."
All the martial artists present had their blood boiling and their eyes burning.
Li Weiyi was very calm and looked at Tang Wanzhou.
She was extremely calm, with no ripples in her eyes, and walked towards the fifth mural: "Unfortunately, this Book of Shining Stars was torn into pieces during a turmoil within the Bhagavad Cult, and turned into pages of bright scriptures."
The mural showed the Book of Shining Stars flying apart, with each page of scripture flying out like a little sun.
Everyone sighed.
Li Weiyi looked at the corner of the mural, pondered for a moment, and said, "Look here! There is a small figure here, holding a page of bright scriptures in his hand. He entered the depths of the realm of the dead and instantly illuminated an area. Does this mean that as long as we find a page of scriptures, we can reclaim a piece of living land?"
(End of this chapter)
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