Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

"The plunder of spiritual energy here seems to be much stronger than in Daoshengzhou and Tubizhou."

In the quiet night sky, looking to the northwest, one can still see that half of the sky is shrouded in a faint layer of glazed golden light.

The strange and magnificent colors that cannot be described in words give the night of Xituozhou in the distance a unique flavor.

However, Wang Ba and Zhao Jie, who were standing in mid-air, both looked gloomy.

Along the way, they could clearly sense that there was an invisible force trying to penetrate their realm and draw out the massive mana contained in their souls.

Although this invisible force was not something to be afraid of, the trouble was that this traction force became more and more obvious as they approached Xituo Continent.

"But Xituo Continent has never had such a situation before..."

Zhaojie felt the pulling force outside the Dao realm, and his face was full of confusion.

Wang Hao was silent for a while, recalling the anomalies in Daoshengzhou and Tubizhou, but he already had some guesses in his heart:

"It should be related to the great flood... I remember that the source of the great flood was near Xituozhou?"

Zhao Jie nodded when he heard the words:

"Exactly, it's just north of Xituozhou... Let's go to the Great Wheel Buddha Kingdom first, get the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Pagoda, and then continue north. With our foot power, we can arrive there in about half a day. We might as well go and take a look then. Look."

Wang Ba did not refuse. He was really curious about the source of the great flood that indirectly caused the turmoil in the entire Xiaocang world. However, he also knew in his heart that even the flood had receded. I am afraid that the real membrane eye had long since been closed. .

"But where does this pull and pull of spiritual energy and mana come from?"

With such doubts in mind, the two of them soon arrived over Xituo Continent.

"Fortunately, it's not like Dao Shengzhou."

Zhao Jie glanced at the endless mountains, rivers, plains, and deserts in front of him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

What he is most worried about is that Xituozhou is sinking. Secondly, there are still many continents like Daoshengzhou that are sinking in the water.

But right now, it seems that at least the two things he was most worried about have not happened.

Even though he was overjoyed, he did not forget his courtesy as a host and quickly invited Wang Yan:

"Tan Yue, let's go down and take a look."

"Old Monk's Buddhist Kingdom is not far from here."

Wang Ba was also a little curious when he heard this:

"Does Master also have a Buddhist kingdom?"

"Haha, Tan Yue doesn't know something. All the Buddhist kingdoms in Xituo Continent are actually derived from the Maharaja Buddha Kingdom. Due to different people's predispositions and thoughts, many schools have emerged. Some of these schools are feasible, and some are not. But it doesn't work. If it works, as long as you achieve the 'Nascent Soul' status mentioned by Tan Yue, you can take over a city from the Buddha Lord of the Great Wheel Buddha Kingdom, practice your own ideas, and achieve the Buddha Kingdom. "

Zhaojie explained carefully:

"However, the Buddha's Kingdom will not always exist. If the debate fails, or if there are no more descendants who can achieve the 'Nascent Soul' status, the Buddha's Kingdom will be taken back by the Lord Buddha and given to those who have attained enlightenment."

"It is said that at the peak of our times, our Xituo Continent once had a hundred thousand Buddhist monks and kings at the level of gods. They were also like clouds and rain, countless, but it is a pity that now..."

Thinking of the glory of the past, the old monk couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Yan subconsciously thought of something:

Whose ancestors haven’t been rich yet?

The same is obviously true for Xituozhou.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

The two of them were talking as they walked. They were walking very fast. Not long after they crossed a snow-capped mountain, Zhao Jie paused slightly and pointed downwards with surprise:

"This is Master Cijue's Brahmanyana Buddha Kingdom. I didn't expect it to still be there!"

Wang Hao looked in the direction of the ring and saw an earth-yellow city standing in the snowy mountains below.

This city has obviously been around for many years. The walls have peeled off a lot due to the erosion of the sea water, and the loess inside the walls has been exposed in many places.

The Buddha statues standing on the wall have lost their aura and become unrecognizable under the baptism of sea water and time. Their appearance can hardly be seen clearly. Big Buddha statues and Buddha heads that have fallen down can be seen everywhere in the city, but in the wind and sand. Under the blow, some details have long been obliterated.

What surprised Wang Ba was that although there were no monks in this city, there were still mortals living here.

Although there were not many people, most of them were dressed simply and looked calm, walking and talking leisurely in the city.

Even when buying and selling, there is no hurry or slowness, and there is talking and laughing.

Compared with the bustle of people in Daoshengzhou, who are rushing around, the people in the city here are more relaxed and peaceful.

"A small country with few people can live and work in peace and contentment without being invaded by foreign enemies. For the people here, it might not be a bad thing."

Wang Yan said sincerely.

He has personally experienced the future of Daoshengzhou in his previous life. The improvement of many skills has not only failed to allow mortals to escape from complicated mundane affairs, but has made mortals even more exhausted and unable to escape.

He refused to comment on many of these reasons, which were nothing more than human nature.

But now that he thinks about it, if he were still a mortal, he would rather live in this city, with a pure heart and few desires, but still able to be at ease.

Of course, there is no permanent paradise in the world. If there is one, there must be someone to protect it from wind and rain.

Therefore, this thought can only remain as an idea in the end.

Zhao Jie sighed:

"A hundred miles away, there is a temple with a reclining statue of the Buddha entering Nirvana, which is more than a thousand feet tall. When Master Ci Jue was here, he often held a no-blocking meeting here, and donated all the treasures in the national treasury. The laymen and monks debated the scriptures here without any obstacles, without distinction between superiors and subordinates, and expressed their own opinions. It was very lively and it was the happiest time for us."

"It's a pity that the flood flooded here that year, and Master Ci Jue happened to enter Nirvana, so everyone was busy with their own affairs..."

When he talked about the pain point, he seemed to recall the tragic scene when the flood flooded in the past, and his face was gloomy for a while.

Wang Ba heard this and couldn't help but yearn for it.

The no-blocking meeting does not mean not wearing clothes, but there is no worry, and everyone debates their own ideas wholeheartedly. No one here cares about the good and evil of what they say, but just wants to express their feelings directly, not to be punished for their words, nor to be disabled for their words.

The great monk king sat and discussed with laymen and ordinary monks, which shows the open and peaceful atmosphere here in the past.

Of course, everything is good and bad. Perhaps it is because of the lack of fighting that the monks here are lazy in practicing and are not good at fighting.

Once they encounter a big change, they are easily overwhelmed by the past slackness and it is difficult to revive.

The two sighed and fell into the ancient city below one after another.

The people in the ancient city were shocked to see that Wang Ba and Zhao Jie came from the sky, and they all knelt down to pay their respects.

But there was not much fear on their faces, and some were curious instead.

Zhao Jie asked, and he was surprised that the language used by the people here was slightly different from his, but they could still talk normally.

After some inquiries, the two also roughly understood the situation in Xituozhou in recent years.

It turns out that during the great flood in the past, the monks on Xituozhou stayed or left because of their different ideas. Those who left joined the monks of Tupizhou and Daoshengzhou and crossed to Fenglinzhou in the east.

This led to a long-lasting dispute between the monks of the three continents and Fenglinzhou.

However, some monks felt guilty for not being able to take their people away, and some turned into Buddhas to stop the flood and buy time.

Some built boats, collected food, and led ordinary people to survive.

It was under such circumstances that Xituozhou was eventually submerged by the flood and sank into the sea, but a small number of ordinary people in Xituozhou were finally preserved.

After drifting in the sea for a long time, these monks seemed to be eroded by invisible forces and died of old age.

Until the monks died completely, the ordinary people of Xituozhou, who had drifted, survived, and reproduced in the sea for nearly two hundred years, finally waited for the day when the truth came out.

They left the boats and returned to the land, returning to the Buddhist city where their ancestors once lived.

Like Daoshengzhou, with the depletion of spiritual energy, many methods passed down by monks are no longer useful. With the passage of time, the former Buddha and monk king gradually become only legends.

Fortunately, because there are many monks on the ship to teach them texts and scriptures, the civilization of Xituozhou has not been cut off. Although there are no magical powers, the classics handed down have still educated the people. They also follow the living habits of their ancestors and stay in the Buddhist kingdoms that have long lost the Buddha's light and continue to live.

"So, not long after the flood broke out, the spiritual energy here has begun to disappear..."

Wang Ba noticed this detail keenly.

Zhaojie's face was slightly condensed:

"If you count it this way, it should be more than 700 years ago, when the old monk had not yet broken into the fifth level."

The two looked at each other and saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

Neither of them thought that the spiritual energy had been cut off from more than 700 years ago and has continued to this day.

Zhaojie suddenly remembered something, his face changed slightly:

"Also, I remember that among those who decided to stay, there were also several uncles of the Ci generation, all of whom were fifth-level..."

Wangba's expression suddenly became solemn, feeling the pervasive but not strong pulling force around him. He didn't care much before, but now he was alert and said in a deep voice:

"These predecessors may have exhausted their mana in the process of saving mortals, and they couldn't get spiritual energy to replenish, so they fell into old age and died. Of course, it is also possible that all their mana was sucked dry by this external force..."

Zhaojie shook his head and said:

"Although the cultivation resources in Xituozhou at that time were not abundant, they could not be exhausted in a short period of time. I'm afraid the latter is more likely."

After these words came out, both Zhaojie and Wangba couldn't help but look more solemn.

They were also fifth-level cultivators. This invisible pulling force could suck dry the monks of the Ci generation in Xituozhou before, and it might also suck dry them.

Thinking of this, Zhaojie originally wanted to stay here for a while, but now he no longer had the interest. After using a little magic power to improve the health of the people in this Buddhist country, he did not even go to visit his former Buddhist country, and led Wang Ba to quickly fly straight to the former Dalun Buddhist country.

The further north they went, the more obvious the glazed golden light at the end of the sky became.

What made the two people feel a little depressed was that the power of absorbing magic power became stronger and stronger.

"It seems that the spiritual energy in the three continents is cut off, and the source is in that direction."

Zhaojie quickly passed through the city below with his spiritual sense, checking the changes over the years, and made such a judgment.

Wang Ba did not say much. It was not difficult to make this judgment. The key was to know why this happened.

"The real membrane eye at the source of the flood is also there. Could it be..."

"That's the land of Maharaja Buddha!"

At this moment, Zhao Jie suddenly stopped, pointed in the distance, and spoke with a hint of complexity in his tone.

Wang Ba also suddenly stopped and looked around.

But under the glazed golden light in the distant sky, there was a huge three-faced Buddha statue with a fearless seal on one hand and a wish seal on the other.

His face was mutilated, but he could see peace, compassion, and anger.

There is a dim golden wheel on the back.

Standing in the vast mountains and ravines.

Towering and silent.

The Buddha statue is surrounded by mountains in a half-moon shape on both sides, and there is a depression in front of it.

"In front of the Buddha's statue, there should have been a lotus pond with five-level treasure lotuses planted there. Whenever the treasure lotus bloomed, Master Xin Yuan would order a 'Lotus Dharma Assembly' to be held. Thousands of monks, kings and monks from the Buddha's kingdom were not far away. Traveling tens of thousands of miles to participate in this grand event... the old monk was lucky enough to go there once, and he still can’t forget it.”

A trace of memory flashed through Zhaojie's eyes, as if he had returned to the grand occasion of the Ten Thousand Buddhas' pilgrimage to the sect before the great disaster.

At that time, never thought that in the near future, the entire Xituo Continent would fall into the sea for two to three hundred years?

How could he ever think that after more than 700 years, he would return to this place and recall the beginning?

The changes in the world's misfortunes and blessings are always difficult to describe.

Although Wang Hao was slightly yearning, he was much more realistic at this moment and said in a deep voice:

"Master, may I ask where the Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas is?"

After hearing the words, Zhao Jie suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes swept across the dim Buddha statue in the distance, his eyes also dimmed, and his voice was slightly lowered:

"This pagoda is behind the Buddha statue. The old monk will take Tan Yue there."

After that, he flew over first.

Flying to the huge Buddha statue, Zhaojie bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue. After staying in place for a few breaths, he walked around from the side.

When Wang Ba went to the countryside, he followed the customs and behaved in the same way.

But then he noticed that at the foot of the Buddha statue, there was a vast city that was hundreds of times larger than the Brahma Buddha Kingdom.

There are also people in the city, as well as a few monks without any magic power.

Work and live in peace and ease under the gaze of the giant Buddha.

With some emotion in his heart, he immediately followed Zhao Jie to the back of the giant Buddha.

The first thing you see is an old stone pagoda that is much smaller than the giant Buddha, standing alone in the middle of the mountains on both sides.

However, if you look carefully, you can still see that in addition to this stone pagoda, there are many smaller stupas standing below. However, as the spiritual energy disappears, these stupas are like ordinary stone pagodas, covered by sea water, The wind, sand and time have eroded it into shape.

The surrounding mountains are blocked, and there is no place for people to climb. Obviously, except for monks like them, it is impossible for mortals to come here.

Zhaojie was looking at the pagoda blankly at this moment, his eyes slightly absent-minded.

"Is this the 'Pagoda of Ten Thousand Buddhas'?"

Wang Ba bowed first, and then asked curiously.

Apart from its huge size, there doesn't seem to be anything unusual about this tower.

I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Along the way, there was no spiritual energy in the entire Xi Tuo Continent. It had obviously been completely sucked dry. The same might be true of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relic Pagoda.

It's just that this stupa is of great significance to the monks, just like the ancestor's ancestral hall is to the Wanxiang Sect, so he didn't say it out loud.

Zhao Jie came back to his senses and nodded with a complicated expression.

Without saying much, he gently raised his palms and clasped his hands in front of him.

Then he lowered his head and recited Buddhist scriptures silently.

There was no change at first, but then Wang Hao looked at the pagoda with a slightly strange expression.

But suddenly the stupa suddenly started shaking.

Impurities such as gravel, dust, shells, etc. fell off the tower.

Then there was a click, and the stone on the surface cracked and fell off from top to bottom, revealing the purple-gold brilliance inside!

Tower base, thirteen steps, tower bottle, tower neck, treasure cover and temple top...

The sun and moon are the decorations, and the Buddha's light shines everywhere.

Suddenly, the dim Maharaja Buddha Kingdom was completely enveloped in this special Buddha light!

Different from Zhao Jie's respectful attitude, Wang Yan couldn't help but look surprised at this moment:

"What pure magic power!"

"So many realms!"

"Isn't this stupa already over the fifth level?"

Judging from his interactions with several patriarchs in the sect, the movement of this stupa at this moment has obviously surpassed that of the Nine Kong Patriarchs.

I couldn’t help but be shocked:

"With such treasures here, why didn't you just use this stupa to block the source of the flood?"

Just as he was wondering, Zhao Jie suddenly stopped chanting and his expression changed slightly.

But after hearing a huge noise, they saw the Purple Gold Relic Pagoda in front of them suddenly rise from the ground, hovering in place for a week, as if thinking of something, and then flew straight towards the north!

"What's happening here?!"

Wang Ba and Zhao Jie looked at each other, both surprised and caught off guard.

But he immediately reacted:

"Hurry up!"

The two of them quickly pursued the stupa with all their strength.

However, Wang Ba's movements were slightly louder, and a layer of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

"No, it's reaching the limit that the will of heaven and earth can accommodate."

Wang Ba's expression changed slightly, he quickly restrained his breath and slowed down.

The calamity cloud quickly dissipated.

Zhao Jie looked at Wang Ba enviously.

He was able to arouse the calamity cloud not long after he entered the fifth level. This is such a profound foundation, but he has not been able to do it after practicing for so long...

Fortunately, the stupa did not fly far.

In less than half a day, in the sky full of glazed golden light, the two chased all the way and finally saw the trace of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relics Pagoda.

However, when they saw the Ten Thousand Buddhas Relics Pagoda, Zhaojie and Wangba were attracted by the figure at the head of the glazed golden light.

"How come there is a monk here?"

Wangba looked suspicious, and seemed to have guessed something.

However, Zhaojie looked at the figure sitting cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed, and after being shocked, he suddenly lost his color:

"This is... Xinyuan Dashi?!" (End of this chapter)