Shamanism kills the god

As soon as they got involved in the strange air bubbles, Mu Feng and Fo Benxiang felt the darkness around them rushing toward them, accompanied by an unparalleled coercion.The next moment, the sky was spinning, and the body seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, sinking at an alarming speed, faster and faster, and the consciousness became more and more blurred.

I don't know how long it took, maybe a few hours, maybe decades, hundreds of years, Mu Feng finally woke up faintly.

The wound on his body no longer bleeds, but his whole body is sore and limp, his limbs are weak, and his head is dizzy.The true energy in the body seems to have been exhausted, no different from an ordinary person who can't practice.In the air, there was a wave of obscure power fluctuations, and there were wisps of faint fragrance, which came from nowhere.

"Well, what is this place?"

Mu Feng struggled to sit up, leaned against the wall and looked around. [

The light is dim, and it is not clear where it is. It is vague, a bit like a side hall.Through the door, you can see the continuous eaves outside, as well as the majestic palaces in comparison.On the left side of the side hall, there is a row of shelves, on which are neatly arranged ancient books bound in thread; on the right side, there is a side table made of sandalwood.On the desktop, brushes and inkstones are all available.It doesn't look like a palace, but like a spotless room.

Beside the table is a huge landing.Going out through the glass, one by one bubbles rise slowly, which reminds people of the terrible bubbles in Qiandao Lake.

Obviously, the two of them had come to the inside of the Misty Temple by accident, and the palace had sunk back to the bottom of the sea.

With the help of the light coming in from outside, Mu Feng quickly found the body of the powerful enemy Buddha Benxiang not far away.Lying on the ground motionless, it seemed that this daoist robed woman had also exhausted the true energy in her body. Like herself, she was no different from an ordinary person under the restraint of form.

"Through the world of bubbles, I came to the misty temple under the sea that everyone dreams of. Is this a fluke or God's will?"

The air bubbles slowly rising outside, and the fish and shrimp swimming leisurely in the water, Mu Feng muttered to himself.

I thought that this time it was doomed and doubtful.Unexpectedly, in the end, he entered the Piaomiao Temple by mistake, and he didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse!

"Um……"

A soft chant came, and Buddha Benxiang, who was lying on the ground, also woke up faintly.

Seeing Mu Feng sitting not far away, he was startled and wanted to jump up.However, with mental strength, he struggled for a long time before barely sitting up and leaning on a shelf.The two of you, me, you, each secretly breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that both of them were exhausted.

"Tianxiang Taoist, you and I fought desperately, but now we are trapped here together. It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that only after 3000 years of practice in the previous life did we get a look back at this life; only after 8000 years of meditation in the previous life did we get the happiness of this life." A meeting. Not only did you and I meet, but we also fell in love with each other, and fell into the world together, how many years should we have cultivated in our previous life?"

After a stalemate for a while, Mu Feng smiled calmly and broke the silence first.

A true warrior must face the bleak life calmly!

Ever since he set foot on the threshold of cultivation, he has gone through many trials and tribulations along the way; he has already honed his mind, faced everything calmly, and smiled.The terrifying restriction of shape, the lingering true energy, the unknown palace... It doesn't make people feel depressed, but he doesn't complain, but faces it calmly.

"Fate!"

Fo Benxiang smiled lightly, his face was calm, and there was no hostility on his face.After a pause, he continued: "Mr. Mu is familiar with the Buddhist scriptures, and his wisdom is not shallow. He really has a destiny with my Buddha. It's a pity not to enter Buddhism in this life!"

After waking up, Fo Benxiang was also dizzy and exhausted.Sitting not far away, Mu Feng, who had been against the Buddhist sect time and time again, secretly cried out that it was a pity, and couldn't forget the idea of ​​saving him.

"If you have a predestined relationship with Buddhism, you don't necessarily have to join Buddhism. Follow your fate!" Mu Feng smiled, looked up and down at Fo Benxiang, who was wearing a Taoist robe, and then said, "Taoist Tianxiang, I've always wondered who you are? Buddhism, but wearing a Taoist robe, Buddhism and Taoism have been fighting since ancient times, isn't this contradictory?"

"This... is a long story!" [

Fo Benxiang sighed for a long time, and after pondering for a while, he said: "Forget it, Mr. Mu is born with the roots of wisdom. Since we met by fate, the poor Taoist will just speak up. To be honest, my deity is actually the one who suppressed the ancient immortal sect. A pillar of sandalwood with good luck, inherits the incense of Taoism. Hundreds of millions of years ago, Buddhism and Taoism competed, and was brought back to Hongchen Pure Land Sect by the ancient Buddha from the ancient fairy gate. Worshiping and listening to the Sanskrit singing of the ancient Buddha in the world of mortals. After tens of millions of years, I finally cultivated into a human body and broke through to the peak of the real world. However, I am in the Buddhist gate but my heart is in the Taoist gate. The memory of the ancient fairy gate has been unforgettable. Therefore, As a member of the Buddhist sect, he wears a Taoist robe and calls himself Tianxiang Taoist!"

Maybe it's the sympathy for each other, being trapped in the mysterious misty temple, or maybe it's a blessing, Fo Benxiang faintly revealed his biggest secret.

Tianxiang Taoist, Buddha Benxiang...

Mu Feng muttered to himself, suddenly realized.

At this moment, I finally understood the true meaning of the three words "Fobenxiang".

A pillar of sandalwood that suppressed the luck of the ancient immortal sect. No wonder, after being taken away by the ancient Buddha of the world of mortals, the ancient immortal sect fell apart and split into seven major sects.Although the Immortal Sword Sect is strong, it can no longer reproduce the glory and strength of the ancient Immortal Sect!It's no wonder that Fobenxiang's lore and the power of Tianxiang Kingdom are so terrifying!

The body is in the Buddhist gate and the heart is in the Taoist gate. The battle between the ancient Buddhist gate and the ancient immortal gate seems to be that the ancient Buddhist gate is slightly superior; however, the struggle between each other is not over, and it continues on the body of Buddha Benxiang.

If Fobenxiang completely abandons Buddhism and returns to Xianmen, it may be possible to integrate the seven major sects of Xianjianmen, Xiansuanmen and Xianqimen, reproduce the power of ancient Xianmen, and then completely defeat Buddhism; However, if Buddha Benxiang completely converts to Buddhism and takes off his Taoist robe and puts on a monk's robe, the luck of the immortal sect may disappear completely.The Immortal Sword Sect, known as the overlord of cultivating Taoism, will also face catastrophe, declining day by day, and even collapsed.

"People in the world always think that the more you know, the stronger you will be and the happier you will be. As everyone knows, the simplest is the best!"

Fo Benxiang sighed faintly, his face a little sad.Picking up the censer that had fallen aside, he gently blew up his life energy, and lit a sandalwood in the censer.The flickering lights added a ray of light to the dark room.A faint scent of sandalwood filled the air.