I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

Soon, their consciousness was pulled into the Underworld Sect, the tenth peak.

clang!

Dang, Dang, Dang!

An ancient temple on the top of the mountain seemed to be shrouded in golden crystal light. A skinny old green-skinned mountain elf slowly walked out and began to ring the bell. A deep and distant bell rang out from the mountainside. Everything was extremely quiet and peaceful.

A new day has begun.

On the mountainside, a famous mountain spirit began to walk out of the wooden house of the mountain spirit tribe, sat cross-legged, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures and slogans every day.

"The opening verse, the supreme and profound and subtle Dharma"

"I have encountered hundreds of thousands of calamities, but now I have accepted and upheld what I have seen and heard, and I am willing to understand the true meaning of the Tathagata."

The sound of Buddha fills the sky and shakes the mountains, just like the sound of thunder on the great road.

The compatriots on the mountain began to recite the early morning Buddhist scriptures "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vow Sutra". The light yellow air of the earth gradually rose up all over their bodies, reflecting the morning glow in the sky, making them look like the majestic Buddhas in the Buddhist temple.

After several months of expansion, and with the help of a group of free mountain elf labor, many architectural tribes were built, breaking away from the primitive people and establishing a sect to live in.

However, they didn't know they were in the Demon Sect, they just thought it was a small secret realm.

Wow~~

With daily practice, their cultivation is growing at an extremely steady rate.

The mountain spirit's cultivation techniques are a group cultivation method. They belong to the earth system and the yang system, and are honest and steady. The more people who practice together at the same time, the greater the energy of the earth veins they absorb.

"This is an ancient Buddhist temple!"

"Swallowing the morning glow and eating the earth's energy, this is what the ancient mountain spirit in ancient books and legends looks like."

"I seem to have seen the glorious days of ancient times, the scene of the prosperity of our clan." A clever and thin mountain spirit flashed with longing.

They were astonished as country bumpkins entering the village.

The morning glow, earth atmosphere, bells, and ancient temples all converge into a wonderful picture of contemporary times, tracing the footsteps of a long history. At this time, they saw their tribesmen praying and reciting the Buddha's thoughts. The tranquility and ancientness, majesty and grandeur made all nine of them feel a wonderful feeling.

Witness the myths of history.

The ruined ancient history has been unveiled.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the nine of them saw several exquisite and gorgeous ancient Buddhist temples, pavilions and attics surrounding them. At the top was a small Leiyin Temple standing majestically in the center.

But in front of this Buddhist temple called "Lingtai Fangcun Mountain", there are several solemn words written with dragons and phoenixes dancing:

[The pure posture of the Great Enlightenment Buddha, Bodhi, the Patriarch of the Wonderful Appearance of the West]

[Three elements of immortality and immortality, full energy and infinite compassion]

[The emptiness and silence will naturally change, just like your true nature, you can do whatever you want]

[Longevity and solemn body with the mountain, Master Mingxin through all the calamities]

They just felt wrapped in a strong suffocation.

This sense of solemnity, the sense of epic sacredness, tells the Zen and great ambitions of this clan, and their desire to live together on the earth. When they stopped, they felt that the excitement was too much, but their nervous and restless excited hearts also followed. Looking at this quiet and sacred Buddhist pure land, listening to the Buddha's name, I began to settle and become quiet.

"We." they said quickly.

"You can call my master, the Buddha's name, Bodhi."

Xu Xinying walked in front and said calmly: "The Buddha achieved enlightenment under the bodhi tree, and then started Buddhism."

"In the words of the Buddha, Bodhi is an ordinary person who has gone through the sufferings of the world, achieved great enlightenment, understood his mind and nature, and achieved the final light. He has reached the level of Nirvana and has reached the supreme Bodhi, the enlightened wisdom of Buddhahood."

"For Master, he was once a scholar who walked the world. He was also an ordinary person, but he was reborn in Nirvana. If there is a Buddha's name, it should be Bodhi."

As a teacher controller, Xu Xinying did not forget to brag about her master in every sentence.

As they listened to the various descriptions of the origin of this existence, they felt dizzy, as if they were seeing a living dictionary that came from the long river of history.

At the same time, the senior claimed to be an old friend of the demon king of his own lineage?

Could it be that they are more than just friends?

Both a teacher and a friend?

When they thought about it, it was not like they had never heard the beginning of the story.

The mountain spirit, as thin as a monkey, is said to be naturally mutated, possessing great fortune and wisdom. It has returned to the bloodline of the ancient mountain spirit. The mountain spirit is so rich that it seems to have jumped out of the stone.

When he saw his fellow humans on the mountain, they were confused, old, sick, and dead, and indulged in greed like wild beasts. He also saw the immortals in the sky coming and going, so he wanted to seek immortality one by one and make his own race transcend.

It had great ambitions, carried a baggage on its back, packed a few coconuts, traveled across the ocean, searched for mountains and historic sites, and wanted to find answers for its own race. Is it possible? Finally, it found the Bodhisattva on Fangcun Mountain and uncovered the secret. After solving the doubts, he realized the true method of his clan and achieved transcendence?

"So, is Senior Bodhisattva really that Cao Cao!?"

They were shocked!

After all, that ancient heroic figure wrote in several poems about his life insights: Excessive sexual nature causes disaster, and cutting it off can cure it forever?

My ancestors seemed to be inspired by this!

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this person is not Cao Cao? After all, the style doesn’t match. Could it be that he is one of the many mentors and enlighteners he met while traveling around the world?

They thought carefully and felt that the stories from the past were very mysterious. They did not know the specific relationship between their demon-fighting ancestors and this senior.

But since the Taoist tradition has been passed down and the warriors have returned and are looking for a chance of survival again in this era, then they are on their side.

"I am Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. On weekdays, you don't need to respect me too much. If you chop me when you meet, it is a gift to me. I am feeling the pain of the common people." She put her hands together with compassion on her face.

Squeak! !

These intelligent monsters hesitated for a few seconds before pushing open the solemn gate of Leiyin Temple.

What comes into view is a seven-meter-tall Buddha statue with a compassionate face and a pair of thick, low-hanging yellow eyebrows. The Buddha sits cross-legged with his hands clasped together. There is a short golden wolf tooth in his knees. Next to the stick is a golden cymbal tempered with the energy of the earth, and a speculative human race bag hangs around his waist.

"This is?"

"The prehistoric myth of our clan in the ancient Buddha Temple?!"

Xu Xinying introduced: "Little Leiyin Temple, a short soft mace, a golden cymbal, a human race bag, and three magic weapons, each of which is extremely powerful. You, the ancient temple, once had such glorious years, but unfortunately you were jealous of the sky and were eliminated. The gods and gods in heaven suppressed him, he fell into the sea of ​​misery, and he returned to the wild beast.”

Master said that this is to return all their heritage and heritage to them.

After all, a new race without various foundations and perfect systems cannot go far.

Now it is time to show them the daily operations of the Little Leiyin Temple, and teach them all the inheritance of the ancient Jedi and even the methods of operation.

Let them be self-reliant.

Although I am Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I am not part of their system. It is okay to be responsible for teaching. They must run the entire mountain by themselves. They are responsible for counting the fortunes on their hands. They can count until their hands cramp.

After a while, Wu Lang came.

Seeing these nine mountain spirits sitting cautiously on the futon, they looked at the ancient Buddha and the three weapons with curiosity, full of longing and expectation.

Wu Lang laughed dumbly.

This is a little mountain spirit that has just gained wisdom, and it is normal to be curious.

"The nine of you are the nine best qualified among the hundreds of thousands of mountain elf tribes in this mountain range. After I leave, the entire tribe will depend on you."

"This cave is where your clan resides. Don't expect me to come here often."

Wu Lang was very approachable, smiled, and introduced: "The Buddha statue in Xiaoleiyin Temple is your prehistoric ancestor, the ancient Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple."

"The short soft mace in its hand is a weapon that conforms to the practice of your clan."

"And this golden cymbal is used to temper your earth energy. Combined with the various sharp golds in the earth's veins, it is quite terrifying."

"And this human race bag has a great origin. It is the essence of your clan and Xiaoleiyin Temple." He glanced at these mountain spirits lightly and suddenly smiled: "Do you know about Maitreya Buddha?"