The Alternative Way of Enlightenment

Chapter 3 I Heard the Sound of the Great Dao
During the chase, the panicked group of people finally escaped to the bronze coffin.

"Those who don't have Buddhist artifacts should quickly hide in the bronze coffin. Those who have Buddhist artifacts should guard the entrance and don't let these monsters in."

The few people with the Buddha weapons carefully guarded the entrance and kept fighting back against the flying shadows. No one dared to let down their guard at this time.

Fortunately, the Buddha's light emitted by the Buddhist artifact can automatically protect the body, otherwise these black shadows move as fast as lightning, and the people with the Buddhist artifacts will probably not be able to escape, and the whole group will be wiped out.

"Is it a baby alligator?"

The corpses that were constantly being hit by Buddhist artifacts were seen by everyone.

"They should be the disciples of Crocodile Ancestor, the demon suppressed by Buddha."

The vajra in Liu Shan's hand flew up and down, hitting the flying little crocodiles. Ye Fan blew the bronze lamp, and a large flame was generated, burning the attacking little crocodiles. Pangbo's method was the most domineering. He waved a large plaque up and down, beating the flying little crocodiles into a bloody mess.

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from a distance, and the earth was shaking.

Liu Shan guessed that this should be the first big boss of the Heaven-shaking Crocodile Ancestor. He has the strength of a saint and is the demon saint of their ancestral star. Later, for unknown reasons, he was suppressed by Sakyamuni under the Great Leiyin Temple.

In the original text, a group of ordinary people who had never practiced martial arts were able to escape from his hands. It was really a miracle.

In the distance, a huge figure rose from the ground, his two blood-red eyes as big as lanterns stared at the bronze coffin.

He seemed to be very afraid of the bronze coffin and just let the little crocodile attack and test it continuously.

Just the sight made everyone beside the coffin tremble all over, unable to think of resisting. But Liu Shan knew that the Crocodile Ancestor would never break in, because that person was watching.

I forced myself to cheer up and continued to fight back against the little crocodiles. Perhaps the pressure from the crocodile ancestor was too great, and under the protection of the Buddha's light, several students were still overwhelmed by the little crocodiles.

"I really can't hold on any longer. There are too many. Is the five-colored altar not ready yet? Am I really going to die here?" Liu Shan roared in his heart.

At this moment, a giant hand suddenly reached down from the darkness and moved towards the ancient bronze coffin on the five-colored altar.

It was the Crocodile Ancestor who took action himself. He didn't want to test it again. The giant hand, carrying a terrifying demonic aura, came towards everyone, and everyone could only watch helplessly.

Is this the power of the invincible demon that the Buddha personally suppressed?
At this moment, under the feet of everyone, the five-colored altar that had been silent for a long time finally moved. The five-colored altar that was soaked in the blood of the little divine crocodile was finally activated by the energy in the blood.

Above the five-colored altar, the Tai Chi Bagua diagram emerged, the symbols shone with dazzling light, and the starry sky gate slowly appeared.

The huge hand that grabbed the ancient coffin was easily pushed aside by a mysterious force.

At the same time, the nine dragons pulling the coffin trembled at the same time, the dragon energy boiled, and all the little crocodiles on the five-colored altar crawled on the ground, frightened by the dragon energy and dared not move. Then they all exploded, and a thick layer of flesh and blood covered the entire altar.

The remaining small divine crocodiles outside the five-colored altar also all dispersed like the tide.

On the altar, there was only blood and flesh on the ground and a few human corpses in the flesh and blood.

"We finally survived." Several people supported each other. They were in no mood to sigh or feel sad. They quickly climbed into the bronze coffin.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared on the altar. It was Crocodile Ancestor! He wanted to enter the bronze coffin.

Faced with the overwhelming evil aura of the Crocodile Ancestor, no one knew what to do. Even Liu Shan, who had already predicted it, felt that everyone might be finished this time.

At this moment, the Buddhist instruments in everyone's hands suddenly emitted Buddha's light. The light flowed and shot out rays of Buddha's light, and then gathered into two rays, one went towards the Crocodile Ancestor to suppress him, and the other went towards the Five-Colored Altar, activating it and injecting the final energy into it.

The nine dragon corpses, now powered by energy, finally trembled and flew up, soaring into the sky and flying towards the Starry Sky Gate.

The Crocodile Ancestor was startled, and his whole body was trembling with demonic energy. He easily shook off the Buddha's light that bound him, and then transformed into a giant palm, grabbing the ancient bronze coffin that had already flown up.

The dragon's tail pulling the coffin swung lightly, and the giant hand flew away. The ancient bronze coffin continued to fly towards the Starry Sky Gate, and the coffin lid was closed smoothly. Everyone finally felt relieved.

The crocodile ancestor, who was blown away by the dragon's tail, steadied his body and wanted to fly into the bronze coffin again. But he seemed to remember something, steadied his body, stopped attacking the ancient coffin, and let it sink into the depths of the starry sky.

The crisis was temporarily resolved and everyone collapsed to the ground.

Thinking back on what had just happened, with blood splattered, brains spilling out, and the overwhelming number of divine crocodiles, the people who had just come out of civilized society were almost mentally collapsed. It was like a nightmare, and it was finally over?
Only Liu Shan knew that it was not yet, and several small crocodiles had already flown in, but he did not dare to say it. The most important thing was that the divine thoughts of the Great Saint Body were still there. He was the evil side of the Saint Body when he was alive, pure evil.

Liu Shan held the vajra tightly in his hand, feeling the energy coming from it, which made him feel a little relieved. He carefully observed his surroundings.

Then, as if he had seen something, he walked to the other side calmly, approached Ye Fan and Pang Bo, signaled with his eyes, and then whispered to them, "Be careful." Ye Fan and Pang Bo understood the look in his eyes, their hearts tightened, and then they looked at the patterns on the surrounding walls as if nothing had happened, but in fact they were observing their surroundings.

After a while, the three of them huddled together with their backs against the small bronze coffin.

Liu Shan wore the Buddhist beads around his neck to prevent the great holy body of the deity from getting angry with him and strangling him to death.

Ye Fan's holy body is extremely yang and strong. The divine thoughts are yin objects and are most afraid of the holy body's yang energy. However, he is also the divine thoughts of the holy body and wants to use the holy body to be resurrected, so he can only wander around the holy body and dare not get close.

After a while, the sound from the coffin gradually died down. Due to the excitement just now, everyone's spirits had been tense, but now they suddenly relaxed and many people fell into a deep sleep.

Only Liu Shan and the other two remained conscious and did not dare to slack off. After a long time, everyone who was sleeping slowly woke up.

Someone turned on the light of his mobile phone, and then everyone found that there was a person lying limply on the ground, not moving at all, and everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"Look at what's wrong with him."

"Is he dead? Why is he not moving?"

At this time, Liu Yunzhi stepped forward and checked the man. Then he shook his head at everyone, "He's dead. He didn't die from the little crocodile. Someone strangled him to death."

Then he stared at Ye Fan and said, "It was you who did it! He wanted to steal your Buddhist weapon before, and now he is dead. Don't you want to say anything?" Liu Yunzhi put a hat on him.

"What are you saying? Do you want to die?" Pangbo asked angrily.

"I didn't do anything," Ye Fan said expressionlessly.

Liu Shan didn't say anything, he just slapped Liu Yunzhi in the face, knocking him to the ground. He had wanted to beat this son of a bitch for a long time, he hadn't settled the score with him before, and now he was looking for trouble at this critical moment.

"What are you doing?" Liu Yunzhi stared at Liu Shan fiercely.

"You are in the same group, do you want to kill everyone?" Liu Yunzhi's lackey helped him up and shouted
Liu Shan raised the vajra directly and pointed it at those people. When they saw the vajra, they remembered the scene when Liu Shan fought against the little crocodile before, and they were so scared that they avoided looking at him, but their bodies did not retreat at all.

Liu Shan was really too lazy to argue with them and just swung the vajra.

One of the women saw Liu Shan's actions and was so scared that she screamed.

The vajra hit a small crocodile. It turned out that Liu Shan saw the dead classmate's chest moving, so he quickly swung the vajra and hit him. Everyone was shocked and thought he was going to kill someone.

With the little crocodile being beaten to death, everyone no longer cared about the cause of death of the classmate.

Liu Shan glanced at Liu Yunzhi, then said to everyone, "Those of you who have Buddhist instruments protecting you, check your surroundings quickly."

Liu Shan and Ye Fan Pangbo moved away from the crowd and leaned against the small bronze coffin.

"I really want to kill him." Liu Shan said softly.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo looked at Liu Shan in surprise. Liu Shan himself was also confused. Why did he want to kill Liu Yunzhi after he provoked him? Shouldn't he just take revenge on him and beat him up and forget about it? Why did he want to kill someone? Did he want to kill after killing the little crocodile, or what? Liu Shan didn't know.

After checking around, they didn't find any other little crocodiles. Those who were on good terms sat together and scattered, because no one was discussing what had just happened.

"Did you hear any sound?" Ye Fan suddenly asked.

"What's wrong?" Liu Shan guessed in his heart that the sound of heaven and earth had finally arrived!

This is the method passed down by the Emperor of Desolate Heaven in the ancient times, mainly in the hope that someone in the future can use it to repair the fairyland! In this scripture of hundreds of words, each word is composed of imperial texts, representing the way and principle of heaven and earth, and each word is very precious!
Liu Shan looked at Ye Fan who had fallen into deep thought, and quickly took out two Bodhi leaves and put them in his mouth. He kept his mind focused, pricked up his ears and waited quietly.

Bodhi can open up wisdom. The Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, and Ye Fan could only hear this scripture with the help of Bodhi seeds. The Bodhi leaves that Liu Shan took, which had not lost their vitality, also had the effect of opening up wisdom.

The bodhi leaf passed through his mouth and turned into a cool breeze, flowing into his body, and then all flowed into his brain. Slowly, Liu Shan also heard the sound of the great way.

He was so excited that he wanted to cry. He finally got the treatment of the protagonist. Liu Shan couldn't help but get excited. This was a scripture that could change his destiny. The general outline of the imperial text in the "Each Word Pearls" imperial scripture only had nine words, but here there were hundreds of words, and each word was a manifestation of the great way. It would be of great use in future cultivation or refining.

Liu Shan listened attentively. The voice was extremely mysterious, like an ancient prayer or a Zen chant in a temple. Every word made the listener's heart tremble and his thoughts fluctuate.

(End of this chapter)