I have a book of salvation

Moko Buddha didn't ask Yu Chen what he had done or why an outsider could be one step away from becoming the Holy Lord of Yama.

After all, he has said that Yin and Yang are separated, and things in the Yang world have nothing to do with him anymore.

He just wants to fulfill the Buddha's instructions, die with a close eye, and be reincarnated.

So the two rested for a night, and as usual, Yu Chen pierced Moke Buddha's body with a paper mannequin to accommodate his soul.

Early the next morning, when the sky was dark, we set off to the vast western region where the Buddha's light shines.

In the entire Eastern Wasteland, the Western Region is unique compared to other regions.

In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, the pilgrimage roads are as complex and dense as spider webs. They are all walked by ascetic monks step by step with their feet.

It is different from other areas where there are many sects, aristocratic families and hundreds of schools of thought contending.

In the Western Region, the only humane forces are temples and Buddhist halls.

There are many trees, big and small, spread across the vast land like stars.

Everyone believes in Buddhism, everyone practices Buddhism, everyone chants sutras, and everyone makes pilgrimages.

It can be called a holy land.

The three holy temples, standing at the top of the Western Region, control the faith and incense of the entire Western Region.

Among the three holy temples, the Moko Holy Temple is vaguely respected.

But why exactly is not clear.

There are only rumors that the Moko Holy Temple has terrifying secrets and has more secretive responsibilities than Wuliang Temple and Jinguang Temple.

Therefore, the territory of Mokosheng Temple is almost the total of Jinguang Temple and Wuliang Temple together.

But that being said, in fact, within the scope of the Moko Holy Temple, there is a rather boundless area that has been turned into the Namoko Forbidden Land.

Not to mention outsiders, even the monks of Moko Holy Temple are strictly prohibited from entering.

There are rumors in the market that there is some terrible existence buried in the forbidden area - even if it is just buried, it will cause no grass and no life for thousands of miles, just like a ghost.

However, they are just rumors, and most people do not take them seriously. They just think that they are just rumors spread by false rumors.

"No, it's not a rumor."

During the chat, Moko Buddha shook his head and said: "Although the poor monk doesn't know what exactly exists in the forbidden area, every time he gets a little closer, he always feels extremely uncomfortable all over his body, as if there is some natural enemy in it. Like ordinary scary creatures.

Later, the poor monk asked the teacher, but the teacher, who always had no reservations about the poor monk, was vague and only said that there was indeed something terrible buried in the forbidden place. "

When he said this, Moko Buddha suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "By the way, when the poor monk followed the Buddha's instructions and brought out the golden body of Moko Buddha, the Arhats and Bodhisattvas even suspected that the poor monk was trapped in the forbidden place. Bewitched by the horrors in the world.”

After hearing this, Yu Chen nodded slightly and kept the matter of Moko's forbidden land in mind.

At this moment, one person and one ghost had passed through the Dongxu Formation in the upper capital, jumped several times, and arrived at the boundary of the Western Region.

Dongxu Array, Node No. 6369, is located on a high mountain on the eastern border of the Western Region.

The dazzling white light soared into the sky, instantly startling the surrounding birds to fly high!

Yu Chen and Moko Buddha emerged from the cave formation entangled with vines and ancient branches.

After walking out of the Dongxu Formation, Yu Chen's position was located on the top of the mountain. The strong wind was hunting, and the sky and the earth were far away.

Looking towards the west, he took a deep breath.

Look at the mountain, which is not high, and the water, which is not deep. It looks like a plain. Above the vast sky, the pale golden Buddha's light shines all over the world. It was early in the morning, and in the light mist, ancient temples and temples sat on the ground. The dense Buddha light rose from behind them, vast and sacred.

This is the case everywhere you look.

Boom--boom--boom--

The mighty and distant sound of the bell resounded throughout the sky and the earth, shaking the earth and shaking the eardrums. It was as if the vast Buddha bell was ringing in my ears, and as if the majestic Buddha body was revealed before my eyes.

"Now that the sun is rising in the east, it is time for morning prayers, and the Buddhist bells are ringing all over the Western Region. This is how it is."

Moko Buddha explained,

"In the past, poor monks would finish washing and chant sutras at this time. But now..."

There was a touch of sadness and wisps of nostalgia in that voice.

Yu Chen sighed, "Buddha, don't look back on the past, let's go!"

After saying that, he took a step forward and flew into the air.

Moko Buddha also followed suit.

After arriving in the Western Region, they no longer teleported through the Dongxu Formation.

Because although Moko Buddha could feel the direction of the wordless Buddhist sutra, he could not determine the specific location. He could only be sure that it was in a corner of the Western Region.

So after arriving in the Western Region, one person and one ghost decided to fly in the sky.

Along the way, you can fly over many towering Buddhist temples, where you can also see solemn monks sitting cross-legged, knocking wooden fish, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and among the mountains and rivers, some young monks carry water and chop firewood, which is also considered as homework, starting the day busy.

Occasionally, we can see Moko monks wearing Moko cassocks, traveling in groups of three or two, walking through the mountains and rivers outside, as if they are looking for something.

And Yu Chen and Moko Buddha also understood that they were looking for the wordless Buddhist scriptures.

——The Buddhist disciple Moko defected earlier and was suppressed and killed by the Bodhisattva of Moko Holy Temple, but the wordless Buddhist scriptures escaped into the sky without a trace.

Buddhism in the Western Region is notoriously narrow-minded, so it is naturally impossible for this "demon scripture" that has bewitched and harmed a Buddhist disciple to be spread outside.

So since that incident happened, countless monks and ascetics in the entire Moko Holy Temple have been out, climbing over mountains and ridges, crossing thorns, searching for the whereabouts of the wordless Buddhist scriptures.

"It's good news to see that Buddhist disciples and brothers are still looking for the wordless Buddhist scriptures."

Yu Chen breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "At least this proves that they haven't found the Buddhist scriptures yet and brought them back to Moko Holy Temple, otherwise it will be difficult for us."

If the Buddhist scriptures are really found in Moko Holy Temple and brought back to the holy temple, then if Yu Chen and Moko Buddha want to get it, they will have to snatch it from the hands of a complete holy land.

Three days and two nights passed by in a flash.

On another misty morning, Yu Chen and Moko Fuzi had gone deep into the hinterland of the Western Region, in a remote place among the barren mountains.

Came to a city called "Heqing".

This city is surrounded by water on three sides and backed by a towering green mountain. It has a population of over 100,000, which is not a large city.

The green hills behind the city are ancient and majestic. There is a silver-white waterfall in the middle, which seems to have fallen from the sky. The silver beads are splashing and the waves are blooming, which is deafening. On the mountain, there are patches of peach trees growing, and the moist and plump peaches dye the mountain into a pink color. The aroma is alluring and mouth-watering.

The two of them entered the city gate, found an inn and sat down, ordering a few plates of food and a pot of peach blossom stuffed wine, which was highly recommended by the shopkeeper.

It is said that this is a fine wine made from peaches picked from the peach mountains behind. When the Malays drank it, every one of them praised it.

Yu Chen took a sip. It was indeed mellow and rich, with a hint of peach flavor, sweet and delicious.

After tasting it, Moko Buddha also praised it endlessly, then raised his head and looked out the window, looking at the towering mountains behind Heqing City.

"The poor monk can sense that the Buddhist scriptures... are on the mountain."

After three days and two nights of searching, the trace was finally found. In addition, Heqing City was located in a remote location and the monks from the Moko Holy Temple had not yet found him. This should have made him even more happy.

But there was a little... worry in Moko Buddha's eyes.

When Yu Chen asked, he understood the whole story.

Although Taoshan and Heqing cities are remote in the Western Region, they are hidden in the mountains and swamps.

But it is not unfamiliar to the three holy temples in the Western Regions.

Because Taoshan is not just an ordinary mountain, it is also the sleeping place of the ancient race "God Monkey".

In normal times, the people of Heqing City, according to their ancestral teachings, are not allowed to leave Qinghe. Instead, they plant peach trees on the mountains, take care of them carefully, weed and fertilize, and at the same time, they also make money by exporting the peach trees.

Therefore, for the people of Heqing City, which is like a paradise, Taoshan is indeed as kind as a parent in heaven and earth.

But for outsiders, especially Qi practitioners, Momoyama... is not friendly.

On the top of the mountain and on both sides of the waterfall, there stand countless stone statues of ancient monkeys. Their power is so powerful that they repel all outsiders who are not Heqing people from entering.

Normally, Moko Buddha would dare to face such pressure and rush up the mountain.

But now, the prosperous age is coming, and the world will reopen. Those ancient races and existences are slowly reviving.

——Yu Chen heard a lot when he was in Beijing.

The Taoshan Monkey is naturally the same.

If they choose this time to rush up the mountain, I'm afraid... it won't be so smooth.

"But if you want to know the next Buddhist edict, you must get the Buddhist scriptures."

Yu Chen took a deep breath and said: "Even if the ancient divine monkey clan on Peach Mountain has really revived, we still have to go for it!"

Moko Buddha sighed, "My Buddha is compassionate."

Half an hour later, Yu Chen walked out of the inn.

In the streets and alleys, I heard a lot of gossip.

Most of them are due to short-lived parents. In addition, there is also a rumor that is tolerated and heard, saying that... the black dragon is harmful to people.

It is said that in the Daqing River outside Heqing City, a black dragon came during this period. Not only did it often make waves and capsize ships, it also manifested its true form many times, opening its bloody mouth and devouring the people!

Heqing City is not big, and there are only a few Qi Refiners, all of whom are Kaihai Lingxiang and others. They once organized an extermination of demons, but they were knocked off their feet by someone's tail, and dozens of lives were lost.

As a result, the entire Heqing City has recently begun to pray to Taoshan.

As for why they pray, they don't know, but there is a legend from their ancestors that when they encounter something that cannot be solved, they pray to the Peach Mountain Stone Monkey, and they can live in peace.

Listening all the way, Yu Chen and Mo Kefozi left the city.

On the way, I met two old men picking peaches. Seeing that they looked like strangers and had an extraordinary bearing, I advised them not to go up the mountain, lest they arouse the wrath of the monkey god.

Yu Chen thanked him but continued up the mountain.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, I looked up.

Just look at the towering Peach Mountain, casting a ferocious shadow.

A faint spiritual light shrouded the entire Taoshan like a shield.

And above the mountain, the silver-white waterfall fell like the Milky Way in the sky, deafening.

At the foot of the mountain, Yu Chen and Mo Kefozi frowned.

Because they feel it.

A terrifying and ancient aura loomed over the mountains covered with peach trees.