the first emperor

Chapter 188 Building an Altar to Save the Undead

Moreover, the three holy corpses all died due to the severance of vitality, their souls dissipated directly, and the corpses were almost 100% intact, and even the fruit of the holy way in their bodies remained intact.

At other times, even if a saint falls on the mainland, it is difficult to leave the fruit of the holy way.Because before the saint dies, he will inevitably disperse his fruit of the holy way, so as not to kill his enemies cheaply.

Therefore, it is not feasible to obtain the fruit of the holy way by killing a saint, and the possibility is very slim.

Most of the fruits of the holy way that have survived in the world are passed on to the descendants of their own families on their own initiative before the saint died.

It is also why, the fruit of the holy way is so rare and precious that it is hardly circulated in the market.

Because no one will take out the fruit of the holy way to buy, most of them are regarded as the biggest hole card, a fruit of the holy way represents a quasi-sage.

The Warspear Academy has been passed down for thousands of years, and there have been more than a dozen saints, but only one quasi-sage is allowed at a time.The reason is because the fruit of the holy way is too rare and can only be passed down through the ancestors of saints. It is the greatest heritage of a sect and cannot be consumed casually.

Don't look at the emergence of more than a dozen quasi-sages in this dark turmoil. Those quasi-sages are all saints from thousands of years ago, and they left behind for the younger generations. That is the blessing left by the saints to future generations .

Now that Qianbao Palace has obtained three fruits of the holy way at once, other sects are afraid that they will be envious to death.

If it weren't for the powerful and shocking Qianbao Palace, no one would dare to provoke it, and someone would have come to snatch it long ago.

Hua Yiran looked at the three holy corpses, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, hesitant to speak.

"Occupying other people's cultivation results is just heresy, and it will not be on the table."

Xi Qianye said calmly.He can naturally see the thoughts in Tsinghua Yiran's mind at a glance.

Hua Yiran heard the words, bowed his head and said yes, but secretly smiled bitterly in his heart. It is true that occupying the achievements of others belongs to heresy, but the holy way is too difficult, and he will never be able to touch the holy way if he does not integrate the fruits of the holy way of the saints. .After all, at his age, his own potential has been exhausted, and it is difficult to have the opportunity to take that step again.

Once, he thought that if it was impossible, he could integrate a fruit of the holy way. Although it would never be possible to become a holy man, at least he would be a quasi-sage and could live for hundreds of years longer.

However, the fruit of the holy path is too rare and hard to find, it is impossible to appear on the market, and it is hard to find.Even though he was a well-known semi-sage in medicine on the mainland at that time, and his status was prominent, it was impossible to obtain a fruit of the holy way.

"If you think it's impossible, then it will never be possible. Only if you have the heart, you will have the opportunity. Besides, my expectation of you is not just a holy place. Otherwise, if I want, I can make you holy at any time, Do you understand?"

"If you don't have great determination and perseverance, and you think you're getting old, then you won't be able to achieve anything in the future." Xi Qianye said flatly.

Hua Yiran's sanctification is only a step away, and he can help him become sanctified at any time, but if he does that, then Hua Yiran will be destroyed, and there will be no great achievements in the future.

Hua Yiran was shocked when he heard the words, he did not expect his master to have such great expectations of him.

Thinking of the master's ability, it reaches heaven and earth, like a god descending into the world.There must be a deep meaning in saying this. For a moment, Hua Yiran's heart was burning hot, the flame of hope was rekindled, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had changed from an old man to an ambitious man in an instant.

Xun Rong and Zhu Qingyan also had bright eyes and fiery hearts. Following such a master, their future is bright.

"Pass down the order, prepare the materials, and build the Ksitigarbha reincarnation altar on the top of the Zishen Peak. I want to save the countless undead in the city." Xi Qianye ordered.

The Ksitigarbha Altar of Rebirth and Reincarnation is a supreme altar specially used to save the dead, and it is passed down from the earth's Buddhism and Taoism.

Earth Buddhism believes in the six realms of reincarnation, and believes that souls will return to the underworld after death.The research on the way of rebirth and reincarnation is so thorough that even Xi Qianye was amazed.

There is reincarnation in the world, as an immortal emperor, he knows it.

However, reincarnation and rebirth are illusory, even in the world of cultivating immortals, only immortals can figure out a little bit of the doorway, and can slightly interfere with the reincarnation of the six realms.

But ordinary people can't touch that level of power at all, and they can only resign themselves to fate in the cycle of life and death.

But on the earth, Xi Qianye was surprised to find that some people with almost no cultivation can transcend other people's souls and interfere with the normal operation of the six realms of reincarnation, and it can be done just because of a few Buddhist scriptures. It is miraculous.

He often wonders what kind of a person he is, who has the ability to let ordinary people save other people's souls by compiling a few Buddhist scriptures.If the scriptures on the earth spread in the world of cultivating immortals, it will inevitably cause an uproar.

The materials for building the Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Altar are very simple and not difficult to find. Soon the deacons of Qianbao Palace prepared all the preparations and gradually ordered the workers to build the altar on the top of Zishen Peak.

An hour later, the altar was built.

Xi Qianye cleansed himself, burned incense, put on plain clothes, and stepped barefoot on the Ksitigarbha Reincarnation Altar.

He sat facing east, his eyes were slightly closed, and his precious face was solemn. After a quarter of an hour of silence, he began to recite the mantra, the Ksitigarbha Sutra, and the Heart Sutra...

The voice was very soft at first, as if only Xi Qianye could hear it, and he silently recited the scriptures over and over again.But as time went by, the voice of chanting the scriptures became louder, more powerful, and more sacred.

In the end, the sound of his chanting was like thunder from the nine heavens, and every word he uttered shook the world, the sound of thunder rolled, and the momentum was extremely powerful.

Waves of sacred aura suddenly rose from Qianbao Mountain, illuminating the entire heaven and earth.

"what is that!"

Everyone in Warspear City looked at Qianbao Mountain one by one.

At this time, Qianbao Mountain has been shrouded in sacred light, and the endless sacred light is shining, just like the sacred mountain in ancient legends, the place where the supreme god lives.

"Someone in Qianbao Palace is reciting scriptures."

Gu Qingyan looked at Qianbao Mountain, and she couldn't hear any scriptures she recited, it was very strange, and she had never heard of it.

But that feeling is incomparably vast, and there is an indescribably supreme feeling. Obviously, the scriptures are quite extraordinary.

Everyone in the entire War Spear City looked towards the Thousand Treasures Palace, but no one knew why there was the sound of reciting scriptures coming from the Thousand Treasures Palace.

But soon, everyone in Warspear City discovered to their horror that balls of hazy white light rose from the ground, only the size of a fist, emitting a faint light and slowly flying towards the sky.

And as time went by, there were more and more white light groups, and finally white light groups flew out from all corners and areas of the entire Warspear City.There are hundreds of thousands to millions of light clusters, which are almost innumerable.

"Soul! That's the soul of the dead. Why do they fly, how is it possible!"

Suddenly, exclamations sounded in the city.Many people have found that those white light clusters have faces flashing one after another, or panic, or resentment, or hatred, or despair... They are all creatures who died because of the war, and many people even found people they knew. soul.

(End of this chapter)