I have an eternal eye

The Little Sumeru Realm is the true holy land of Buddhism and Taoism.

This world seems to be condensed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turning into a spiritual sea between heaven and earth. Only a small Mount Sumeru in the center towers into the clouds and reaches the sky.

The mountain is so steep that it looks like a ladder to heaven, which is awe-inspiring.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, sometimes as dense as cotton, sometimes as thin as yarn. The sun shines through the clouds and mist, and the entire mountain peak is dyed with a mysterious golden color, just like the light of the Buddha.

Purple bamboos are everywhere in the mountains, golden lotuses are blooming, and spiritual energy turns into gurgling streams, tinkling like the sound of Buddha. Ancient temples and altars stand among them, and the shadows of gods and Buddhas rise.

In the vast world, there is a saying that there is a heaven and a blessed earth.

Xiao Sumeru Mountain is undoubtedly the top group. Countless Buddhist and Taoist disciples have the highest honor of burying their bones in this pagoda and transforming them into Buddhas.

The structure of the world has changed. Although we now have to face the threat of the Demon Realm, there is no denying the fact that the power of the Xiaoxumi Realm is growing rapidly. Its territory has expanded more than ten times, and massive resources are being transported to Xiaoxumi Mountain every day.

However, the atmosphere on the mountain at this moment was very solemn.

In the largest Buddhist temple in the center, and in the surrounding grottoes, countless giant Buddhas sit cross-legged and surround each other, as if they are looking down at the world.

In the central pagoda, there is a figure shimmering with golden light sitting cross-legged, each aura is powerful, and they are all powerful in combination.

"Have you found it?"

"Reporting back to the leader, the news first came from a small world where people all dreamed of crows as warnings overnight. However, they sent people to investigate, but there were no clues..."

"There are some rumors, no need to pay attention to them, maybe they are the work of those demon cultivators trying to disrupt the right path!"

Everyone communicated with each other and had different opinions.

What they are talking about is a recent rumor that the Incense Shinto is a conspiracy of the ancient gods, and they will use this to revive and return to the world.

This news was naturally leaked by Zhang Biao.

Everyone talked for a long time, but found that the first Golden Light Buddha remained silent, and then realized that something was wrong.

"Sir, do you think there is a problem?"

The Golden Light Buddha raised his head slightly, the golden lotuses in his pupils rotated, and the surrounding space quickly turned black, leaving only a few golden shadows.

This is the great magical power of Buddhism: Moment Sumeru.

The so-called sixty moments with a snap of the fingers, and nine hundred births and deaths in one moment. This magical power can independently create the Sumeru space and produce astonishing changes in time.

No matter what you do in the Sumeru space, there is only one moment outside, which is equivalent to having more time for practice and enlightenment than others.

Of course, the longer it lasts, the consumed energy will also increase exponentially.

Everyone was shocked when they saw the Golden Light Buddha using this technique. This was obviously to avoid the incense Buddha in the Buddhist temple.

Golden Light Buddha looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "There is something that I have been hiding and have not told you."

"Before the ancient Buddha Wu Kong went into retreat, he used secret techniques, incarnated countless times, experienced nirvana, and walked through the realms of small sumeru. He discovered something strange."

"The gathering of incense and aspiration has a certain number. It is born from hundreds of millions of living beings. Through the gathering of gods and Buddhas in various temples on Mount Sumeru, the number will always decrease."

A Bodhisattva with three heads and six arms frowned slightly, "This is normal wear and tear, and everyone knows about it."

Golden Light Buddha nodded, "Wukong Ancient Buddha originally thought this was the case, but after several years of calculations, he found that there was a certain amount of loss."

"As long as you pass by the incense god and Buddha once, you will lose 20%. For this reason, the Ancient Buddha Wu Kong even reincarnated his clone and turned into a god and Buddha after his death. The reason has also not been found."

"This loss of 20% seems to disappear out of thin air. As long as you have spiritual roots and practice twenty-five perfections, this will happen."

After saying that, he was silent for a moment, "Before the ancient Buddha fell silent, he seemed to be filled with great fear and left only one sentence."

"Beware the gods!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt horrified.

The Ancient Buddha Wukong is the silent old Supreme Being of the Buddhist path.

If other people say this, they will only think it is a lie, but if it is what Ancient Buddha Wukong said, no one dares to be careless.

One of the war Buddhas with gnarled muscles said in a deep voice: "If you think about it carefully, it is indeed a bit strange for the Great Demon of Five Turbidities to return to the God Realm this time. Could it be... that it is also related to this matter?"

Golden Light Buddha was silent for a long time and then said: "No matter what, don't be careless."

"In order to avoid causing turmoil, this matter cannot be publicized for the time being. If it is said to the outside world that it is an evil view, anyone who dares to spread it will be killed without mercy."

"In addition, several junior brothers can go to the God Realm to explore, mainly to find the remains of my Buddhist and Taoist gods, and maybe find a way to crack it."

"Yes, senior brother."

All the powerful officials present nodded in agreement.

After everyone left, the hall suddenly fell into silence.

The Golden Light Buddha raised his head and looked at the surrounding gods and Buddhas.

These Buddhas were all Buddhist monks from all walks of life. They could not go any further, so they chose to become secular gods after death.

Although it can be regarded as a continuation of life, it has no freedom and has to maintain the operation of the entire incense system all the time.

Therefore, even those who stand at the top are very respectful to these predecessors who have taken another path.

But now, looking at those peaceful, solemn and solemn faces, Jinguang Buddha felt a chill inexplicably, and his eyes slowly turned cold.

Uh-huh!

His figure flashed and disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he had left Mount Sumeru and reached the bottom of the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

This is not the original space, but the bottom of the entire world. Although the spiritual energy is extremely rich and has turned into liquid, there is no trace of light and it is pitch dark.

There are strange formation pillars standing all around.

The shape of these formation pillars is completely different from that of Buddhism and Taoism. They are full of weird and twisted patterns, some similar to the talismans of false teachings.

The entire space was also distorted by this formation, and the magnificent Buddha's light above could not shine here at all.

No one could have imagined that such a strange area would be hidden in the deepest part of Xiao Xumi Realm, a holy land of Buddhism and Taoism.

Golden Light Buddha was not surprised by this.

He walked forward slowly, his figure gradually faded, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a strange space.

The surroundings were dark and gloomy, as if they were entering the empty sea without a trace of spiritual energy, let alone the power of incense.

An old man sits cross-legged in the void. He is wearing a cassock. He has gone through many years. Even the precious clothes on his body are tattered and decayed. His body is emaciated and his hair is messy, just like a mummy.

On its body, daggers are inserted into all the Qi veins and acupoints, and the handles are engraved with various formations to isolate the spiritual energy.

This person is none other than the Supreme Ancient Buddha of Buddhism.

Everything here was arranged by himself and sealed by himself, for fear that if he took another step forward, he would touch the taboo.

Even so, the power emanating from his body still formed a layer of golden crystals on the surface of his skin.

If Zhang Biao were here, he would find that this object is the divine crystal.

"Master-uncle..."

Golden Light Buddha sighed slightly, "The moment you mentioned has probably arrived."

Click!

Above the old man's eyelids, the divine crystal shattered like rocks.

He opened his eyes, revealing golden pupils.

At the same time, a terrifying aura rose up...

Similar things are happening in the Shenhua Realm.

The heads of the three avenues of the temple simultaneously issued orders that anyone who dared to spread rumors would be killed without mercy, and their spirits were suppressed in the Demon Sealing Cave.

Not long after the decree came out, they secretly left and entered a strange area in Kukai...

Just as Zhang Biao expected, even if he spreads the news to warn others, the forces from all parties will not believe it easily and do things that shake the foundation at this critical moment.

With Buddhist and Taoist leaders taking the lead, incense and Shinto forces like the Four Phases Divine Court also issued the same order.

The rumors that were about to spread were quickly stopped.

However, some ancient beings were resurrected...

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Youqian City, Shenting Cave.

Zhang Biao naturally didn't know about this and couldn't care less about it.

After continuous actions, he has harvested nearly thirty divine disciples, refined them all, and now sits in the divine court.

In the Shenting mandala at the moment, huge golden-armored god generals stand in the air, with densely packed god puppets behind them, like heavenly soldiers and generals. Together with the Suppressing Immortal Sword Domain rotating in the air, it looks majestic.

At the base of the Divine Court below, Master Qianji was also busy. The remains of the Huntian Formation brought back by Zhang Biao had been refined into various formation runes and were densely inlaid.

The effect of this thing is the first to appear.

Whether it is the Babel Tree or the Mengsha Obelisk, their power to break through the sky is increasing rapidly.

For example, the original branch temple of the Demon God Alliance was far away and the power of transmission was greatly weakened. It could not achieve complete synchronization like the Mountain and Sea Alliance.

But now, this situation has improved greatly.

What Zhang Biao paid more attention to was the disciple of God.

Nearly thirty divine disciples are still unable to turn their innate spiritual roots into Tao seeds, but their terrifying divine thoughts are equally useful.

On the shrine made from the Supreme Bone, as soon as those residual thoughts of the gods gathered together, they were quickly cleared away without any residue.

The divine door has been fully opened.

More magnificent power of the divine realm continues to flow out, flowing between various temples, and finally condenses into divine crystals.

"This method is wonderful!"

Even Zheng Nichang's eyes were full of surprise, and she smiled and said: "If there are enough divine disciples, we can find another divine door to open and quickly increase the level of the divine court."

"Maybe, there will be a chance to step into the heaven level!"

Zhang Biao was also in a good mood. He shook his head and said with a smile: "If it reaches the heaven level, I am afraid that it can only be driven by achieving the Mahayana Supreme. Besides, there is still one key temple missing."

Zheng Nishang turned her head and said, "Have you already thought about it?"

Zhang Biao sighed: "I haven't thought about it yet."

What they are talking about is the main hall of Shenting.

The framework of Shenting is now complete, but it has no core.

Just like his Mingtang Palace, Mingtong Shenjun condenses the spiritual roots of the sun to serve as the left auxiliary god, and Ming Shenjun condenses the taiyin spiritual roots to serve as the right auxiliary god.

But the Mirror God, Lord God, has not yet appeared.

The Divine Court accommodates many innate spiritual roots and divides Yin, Yang and Five Elements. It can be regarded as creating a brand new practice system, but it is only an auxiliary after all.

Zhang Biao must determine a major spiritual root, which is also the avenue he will control in the future.

This path must be able to balance all things. There are not many choices, life, void, chaos...

Different choices will lead Shenting to different paths.

And so far, no clues to the spiritual root have been found.

Innate spiritual roots of this level have not appeared in the world, and may still be dormant in a certain area of ​​the God Realm.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao shook his head and said: "Let's collect the disciples first. I'm afraid it will become more and more difficult next time."

After saying that, he entered the God Realm again in a flash.

Today's God's Tomb has greatly changed its appearance.

The entire area has been completely shattered, and the once high mountains have all broken into pieces and turned into boulders and dust, like a meteorite belt.

But this "meteorite belt" is not peaceful.

The rich spiritual energy forms a sea of ​​clouds, but due to the influence of various divine realms, it sometimes turns into a sea of ​​fire, sometimes thunder explodes, sometimes golden light shines, and the earth, water, fire, and wind are chaotic, as if returning to the time of the creation of the world.

Even the mountain range where the Sun God Cult outpost is located has completely collapsed. Fortunately, Zhang Biao managed to survive with the help of a large number of divine crystals and the formation he laid out in advance.

Today's outpost is a small platform formed by divine crystals, with auras flashing around it, using the power of the divine court to suppress the various forces that rioted.

Even so, the outpost was shaking.

Zhang Biao felt like he was on a treasure ship, drifting in the violent ocean, in danger of capsizing at every moment.

And those remains of gods are undoubtedly giant beasts in the sea.

Every time a god's disciple is captured, it will cause turmoil in the god's tomb. Although the god's residual thoughts have not awakened, the various god domains will instinctively plunder each other.

Many divine realms are empty.

But the realm of those tyrannical god remnants has expanded several times, and just one look at them is frightening.

Zhang Biao's expression became particularly solemn.

After knowing the role of the divine disciple, he no longer dared to be careless.

Who knows whether these powerful gods will use the divine thoughts of the disciples to activate the Tao seeds and revive them again.

This area is no longer suitable for action.

Fortunately, with the terrible upheavals, the arrangement of the remains of these gods has also changed.

The remains of those weak gods have been excluded, and some were even suppressed and fell into the spiritual sea below.

Several tyrannical remains are still suspended in various areas. Although the divine domain has expanded, a passage has also been exposed.

Zhang Biao was finally able to leave this tomb of gods.

It would lead to unknown consequences, so he no longer dared to mess around. It was best to leave the God's Tomb and obtain God's disciples from other areas.

Without any hesitation, he pressed the magic formula, and the outpost of the crystal platform under his feet quickly shrank and was included in the storage demon weapon.

As soon as the outpost disappeared, the violent spiritual energy around him instantly turned into flames and thunder roaring in.

Zhang Biao opened the small world of Shenting, resisted this terrifying attack, and rose into the air.

This time, he did not dare to disturb any of the remains of the gods. The small world of Shenting shrank to the extreme, turning into a golden light that quickly shuttled among the flames and thunder.

The remains of the gods outside, like those inside, have been plundered from each other, causing their positions to change.

Zhang Biao sometimes turned left and sometimes dived into the spiritual sea below. It took him several days to reach the end of the tomb of the gods.

In the distance, there is a white desert, which seems to be shrouded in thick fog, making it hazy and unclear to see the terrain.

At this time, Zhang Biao didn't care enough to think about it, jumped up, and escaped from the tomb of the gods, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of us is a vast desert, with dense undulating white sand dunes, endless as far as the eye can see, shrouded in thick fog.

Zhang Biao turned his spiritual eyes and was not blocked by the fog, but a terrible sense of death filled his heart.

He was thoughtful, put away the small world of Shenting, grabbed a handful of sand from the ground, and his palms quickly became dry.

This desert seems to be sucking life force...