Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 47
Ren Qinglian turned her eyesight to the extreme, and through the gaps between the Buddha statues, she vaguely found that the back of the hall was full of bookshelves.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart: "Could it be that this is where the scriptures are stored in the Lotus Temple!?"

But he had just stepped into the hall, and felt that the emptiness of the hall was too strange, so he quickly shook his head and said:

"It's not that simple. Since the owner of this monastery is able to understand the phantom array, it is an important place for scriptures, and there must be some sophisticated arrangements."

As soon as I thought of this, there was a rumbling sound in my ears, and the whole hall actually vibrated slightly.

"No, someone is manipulating the mechanism in this yard."

Ren Qinglian's heart trembled slightly, the entrance to the hall had been sealed.

At the same time, the walls on all sides of the hall are slowly approaching the middle.

There is no way out back and forth, and there is no dodge left or right.

Seeing that the wall only needs to be moved a few feet closer, and people can be squeezed to death inside.

Ren Qinglian breathed out her true energy, and pressed her palms against the oncoming wall, unexpectedly blocking the moving wall.

However, although this action relieved his immediate urgency, as the wall moved, the force exerted on him became stronger and stronger.

Over time, the pressure continues to increase.

Just when Ren Qinglian was about to use her inner strength, the movement of the wall suddenly stopped.

What's even more surprising is that in front of him, at some point in time, a dark corridor with a height of one person appeared.

"Sure enough, someone is manipulating the mechanism in the dark." Ren Qinglian murmured, and said to herself helplessly: "Whatever he is, whether it's a blessing or a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Right now, we can only take one step at a time, and we can't control much. .”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked forward.

Although it was pitch black inside the corridor, it was nothing to him.

Mysterious light flashed in his pupils, and he could even see the texture of the stones that built the corridor clearly.

The terrain in the tunnel sloped all the way down, and Ren Qinglian secretly calculated in her heart that the entire passage began to become flat and open after it was about five or six meters deep underground.

"The people in the dark seem to have purposely brought me here, and I don't know what their intentions are." Thinking, he continued to move forward.

Not long after, a stone gate appeared in front of him.

After pushing it away with all my strength, there was a stone room with a square meter of three feet inside.

But what is strange is that there is no one inside.

"Playing with mystery!" Ren Qinglian cursed inwardly, but her eyes were attracted by a note on the table in the middle of the stone room.

I saw that it said "Buddha's pure land, where are the treasures? Leave quickly to avoid disaster."

At the end of the word, there is an arrow indicating the direction of escape.

Ren Qinglian looked in the direction of the arrow, and found that the opposite was a built-in stone gate, which was the way to leave.

Is the reason why the Lotus Temple took so much trouble to create such an institution just to warn Mr. Liang Shang?
Ren Qinglian was thinking in her heart, but she suddenly called out in a deep voice:
"Who is your Excellency? Ren Qinglian of Tang Baijiange is visiting, please come out and see!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of mechanical grinding coming from under the feet.

Ren Qinglian's heart trembled slightly, and just about to raise her breath, she saw a sudden change in the surrounding environment, and she had already appeared in a misty valley.

"how can that be!"

According to Ren Qinglian's own calculations, it should be deep underground now. Even if the mechanism is removed, it shouldn't suddenly appear above the ground.

What's more, it is still such a valley with singing birds and flowers that has never been seen before.

Suddenly, a long strange howl sounded in his ears, and the ground suddenly began to vibrate faintly.

Ren Qinglian looked subconsciously, and saw a gigantic beast rushing out of the mist in the distance.

He shrank his eyes, and quickly saw the two long tusks and a thick long nose on the mouth of this giant beast, and shouted in surprise: "Elephant!"

This gigantic beast resembles an elephant very much, but its physique is several times larger, and it is also an ancient relative of an elephant.

Ren Qinglian subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was shocked to find that her feet seemed to be stuck to the ground by a sticky force, and she couldn't move.

With a shudder in his heart, the giant beast rushed over like crazy.

In desperation, he could only give a deep shout, stand upright with both feet, and strike out with the palm of his right hand.

"Bang!" There was a loud sound, and the fierce palm force just hit the giant beast's head, slowing down the rushing posture.

The giant beast let out a long howl, and the man stood up, his two forelegs like tree trunks were raised high, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on top of Ren Qinglian's head.

After Ren Qinglian's blow, her self-confidence increased greatly, she leaned her body, grabbed each leg of the giant elephant with one arm with her right hand, roared in her throat, lifted the whole giant elephant up with all her strength, and threw it behind her.

There was a loud "bang!", and the ground of the entire valley trembled slightly.

Ren Qinglian let out a long sigh of relief. This thunderous counterattack actually used all his inner strength and physical strength, but fortunately, there was no danger, and he finally knocked down the giant elephant.

Remembering that the giant elephant seemed to have fallen hard, he subconsciously looked at it, but immediately froze there.

I saw that giant elephant dissipated little by little like a bubble bursting.

"Is this also an illusion!"

Ren Qinglian was a little dumbfounded. In his imagination, although the Lotus Temple could use formations to use some tricks to deceive the eyes, it was only a mortal technique after all, and it was impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

At this moment, an exclamation came from behind him.

"Amitabha, the world of Middle-earth is really outstanding, and the foundation-building realm is capable of throwing dragons and elephants, haha!"

Ren Qinglian followed the prestige, and saw a foreign monk with blue eyes standing behind her at some point.

He was startled, he didn't even notice it.

"Dragon Elephant? What is that, and, isn't this a phantom formation controlled by you?"

Ren Qinglian said with a look of surprise, and distanced herself from the monks without any trace.

"The dragon-elephant power mentioned in the dragon-elephant Prajna skill you practice refers to it!" Fan Seng said, and flicked in the air, the giant elephant that had just dissipated appeared in the sky above Ren Qinglian's right.

When Ren Qinglian saw it, her face turned pale with shock, not because the dragon elephant flew up into the sky, but because the old monk's supernatural powers might already be that of a land god.

As for the dragon elephant, it was also mentioned in the scriptures. It is said that after refining the soul, one can possess the power of a dragon elephant.Ren Qinglian has achieved icy muscles and jade bones, and she already has a fairy-like physique, so she naturally already possesses the power of a dragon elephant.

Seeing his shocked expression, the monks smiled and said: "As for the phantom array you mentioned, it's just a prison for the old monk to live on!"

Ren Qinglian looked puzzled, but the monk had no intention of explaining, and continued: "After hundreds of years, the old monk finally got a good seedling, and he can safely pass on the legacy!"

When Ren Qinglian heard the words, there was a storm in her heart: "Hundreds of years, the construction of the Lotus Temple is only a hundred years old!"

The old monk seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "You think well, the old monk is indeed the founder of the Lotus Temple!"

"Is this the Buddhist 'He Xintong'?!" Ren Qinglian was shocked.

On the way here, he already knew the historical origin of the Lotus Temple from Yu Wentian.

The founder of the Lotus Temple is the same as the Bodhidharma ancestor of the Shaolin Temple. They are both monks who came from Tianzhu during the Jin Dynasty. Calculating the time, it will take at least 300 years!

"Being able to pass on the mantle of my ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty before he died, the old monk is considered worthy of death!" Fan Seng looked at Ren Qinglian with a look of relief and said.

This made Ren Qinglian a little confused, and she immediately said in doubt: "The master wants to pass on the mantle, but I have no intention of becoming a monk..."

The monk smiled lightly: "I know you have all kinds of doubts, let me explain carefully..."

Ren Qinglian knew that the old monk was unpredictable and there was no chance of escape right now, so she calmed down and listened quietly.

There are many Buddhist kingdoms in Hezhou, Xiniu, and the ancient Xiangxiong Dynasty was one of the most prosperous Buddhist kingdoms for a long time.

However, like the dynasties in Nanbuzhou, the world must be divided for a long time, and this once prosperous Buddhist country has gradually disappeared in the dust of history.

But in this process, the theory of reincarnated soul boy is also rising day by day.

The inheritors of the ancient Zhang Zhung Buddhism firmly believed that their prince Xinrao Miwo Buddha would reappear in the world as a reincarnated soul boy, thus revitalizing the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty.

Therefore, after the dynasty fell apart, countless devout believers began to travel around, looking for the so-called reincarnated soul boy, and at the same time spread the ancient Zhang Zhung Buddhism.

The monk in front of him is a monk who came to Nanfang Buzhou to spread the ancient Zhang Zhung Buddhism.

It's just that at the time when the Central Plains Dynasty exterminated Buddhism, the old monk could only teach the Dharma in a remote foreign country like Tubo.

Unexpectedly, he soon found a Tibetan who conformed to the theory of reincarnated soul boy, and taught him carefully from then on.

At the beginning, the place where their master and apprentice practiced is where the Lotus Temple is now, but it is not as magnificent as it is today, but there are only a few mud walls and rotten tiles.

Time flies, and decades have passed in a flash.The child he thought was the reincarnated soul boy had also grown up, but it was becoming more and more inconsistent with the achievements that the reincarnated soul boy should have.

After more than ten years, the soul boy had passed away before him.

Fan Seng was older, and seeing that his lifespan was about to expire, he exhausted his energy and set up a Mira Illusory Formation in this place. Once his lifespan was exhausted, he hid in this formation, lingering on his last breath.

And those disciples and grandchildren of him, also adhering to the will of the former teacher, have been passed down for generations, and they are all working hard to find the reincarnated soul boy.

The place Ren Qinglian broke into was actually the hall where the Lotus Temple used to select soul boys.

The remnant soul of the fan monk lingers here in order to find the so-called reincarnated soul boy one day.

But time is not forgiving, he had a faint feeling these days that the bull-headed horse-faced man in the underworld would soon find his remnant soul and bring him back to Netherworld.

Originally, he was desperate.

Because of his aptitude, even the first generation patriarch of the Lotus Temple could not fully inherit his mantle.

Seeing that there would be no successors, Ren Qinglian appeared at this time.

Some probing in Mi Luo's phantom array made him feel that this young man from Middle-earth could pass on his mantle.

Seeing that Ren Qinglian was still a little hesitant, the fan monk said again: "Since you have already practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, you can be regarded as half of the old monk's successor anyway. If you don't want to become a monk, I won't force you. I only hope that if you are lucky enough to go to Xiniu Hezhou in the future, you can help me bring back the complete version of the "Shangshung Tripitaka". Although they have obtained some ancient Zhangzhung's Buddhist teachings, it is rare to be authentic..."

Hearing this, Ren Qinglian nodded, "I still don't know what Master's name is?"

The fan monk shook his head: "The past is all vain, it's great that you can accept the old monk's request, and you don't need to mention the status of master and apprentice in the future. The rise and fall of the Lotus Temple has nothing to do with you..."

As he spoke, he gently tapped Ren Qinglian's forehead.

The next moment, the world was spinning, and Ren Qinglian had come to a valley.

"This is it!" Ren Qinglian was startled by the valley in front of her before she had time to check the inheritance imprinted in her mind by the fan monk.

"Master really understood the 'He Xintong', and actually used the power of the Mira Illusion Formation to send me to this valley in Liangjie Mountain! I don't know what kind of realm he is, and the end is approaching... "

Ren Qinglian gave a wry smile, although the fan monk told him not to care about the status of master and apprentice, how could he really turn a blind eye.It's just that his cultivation base is still shallow, and the time limit that the fan monk said is approaching, he can't help at all, on the contrary, he owes the other party some more.

Thinking of this, he looked in the direction of Tubo with a firm gaze: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring back the complete "Shangshung Tripitaka" when I go to the West Paradise!"

(End of this chapter)