Chapter 199 The Road to the Bridge of God
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Mu Xiao San Sheng
Chen Qingyuan kept staring at the ancient clock that fell to the ground, and a ray of unknown law led it to the traces of the past.
Not only Chen Qingyuan, but many others.
Changsun Fengye, Changsun Qian, Wu Junyan, Song Ningyan, Monk Daochen, and dozens of extremely talented people.
They saw a blurry picture, and they were shocked, and they will never forget it in this life.
The ancient monk didn't know where he was, there were traces of broken avenues around him, and there was a fog of law in front of him, no matter what methods he used, it would be useless.
Sitting cross-legged in front of the fog for many years, the ancient monk sighed softly.
He knew that even though his Dharma was boundless, he could not cross this step.
So, he made a decision.
Sacrifice to the Buddha Dharma for a lifetime, paving the way for future generations.
Use forbidden techniques to build an ancient temple, and dispel the heavy fog ahead with the profound rules of forbidden techniques.
An ancient bridge appeared at the foot.
While casting spells, the ancient monk stepped onto the bridge and walked slowly.
After a long time, the ancient monk came to the edge of the broken bridge and stopped there.
"Go!"
With a sound, the head separated from the body and flew forward.
In this way, the vitality of the ancient monk began to pass away.
At the moment before passing away, the ancient monk seemed to see the end of the bridge, which was the entrance to the other shore.
The remaining power of the forbidden technique sealed the body of the ancient monk in the ancient temple, and his head was hung on the roof of the temple.As for the Buddhist bead, it was transformed by the Dharma of his life, and it will not decay after a long time.
With the guidance of the ancient monk, the evildoers of later generations could find the location of the divine bridge and try to move forward.
Even if they fail, those people have no regrets.
For example, Emperor Qiyou Zhun avoided a lot of detours because of the dedication of the ancient monk.It's a pity that although Emperor Qiyou Zhun reached the ninth level of Shenqiao, he still failed to take the most critical step and ended in failure.
wow——
The traces of the past years flashed away from everyone's eyes, as if it was only in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that thousands of years had passed.
Chen Qingyuan was very curious about those things that happened in ancient times.
That long dusty history may be revealed in this life.
"What's the meaning of that bridge and that fog?"
Many people don't know why, and they are suspicious.
Chen Qingyuan did not open his mouth to answer, there is no need for this.
"The poor monk wants to go upstairs to have a look."
Daochen Buddha turned his head and said to Chen Qingyuan.
"Go!"
Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.
Afterwards, Daochen Buddha took heavy steps with a devout Buddha heart in his heart.
puff!
The body of Daochen Buddha passed through the restriction of the stairs, and climbed to the second floor without being hindered.
Some Tianjiao didn't want to miss the opportunity, and seeing that Daochen Buddha's son was not in trouble, they followed closely.
"boom"
A powerful force overturned these arrogances to the ground, and they were in a panic.
Daochen Buddha is a person of Buddhism, and has a pure Buddha heart, so he can be recognized by the ancient temple rules.Ordinary Tianjiao used to join in the fun, with impure thoughts, so it's no wonder he wasn't stopped.
Besides, even if the headless ancient monk left anything good, it must be for Buddhists.
"Let's go out and wait!"
Chen Qingyuan looked around and thought that the good fortune here had nothing to do with him.
After more than ten breaths, Chen Qingyuan and others stood in a void near the ancient temple, waiting quietly.
"What is the meaning of the traces of time we saw just now?"
Changsun Fengye asked a question.
"Mending the Bridge of God."
There are no outsiders here, Chen Qingyuan blocked the surrounding space, and said.
"You know?" Changsun Fengye hurriedly turned his head and asked in surprise, "What is the road to the bridge of God?"
"The way above Mahayana."
Chen Qingyuan replied.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Changsun Fengye, Wu Junyan and the others showed a hint of shock that could not be concealed.
"Some time ago, brother Wu got an ancient scripture, which recorded some things about the ancient emperor Taiwei. Could it be that the so-called divine bridge is the only way to the emperor?"
Changsun Fengye connected things together, and felt that the fog in front of him had lifted a lot and became brighter.
"exactly."
Chen Qingyuan nodded.
"In other words, this ancient monk wanted to repair the broken Dao Road, so it led to this appearance."
Chang Sunqian seemed to understand but half understood, and expressed her opinion.
After talking here, everyone looked at the ancient temple again, a little more in awe, and no longer felt horrified.
A shocking change a million years ago caused the law of the Great Dao to break, and the ancient Emperor Taiwei died.
The powerhouses of later generations have reached the peak of Mahayana, longing for higher mountains, and have paid their lives for this.
Who wrote the ancient scriptures of the sea of suffering and the other side, and guided the future generations of strong people to move forward?
The answer is at hand.
The ancient monk who sacrificed himself dispelled most of the fog above the bridge, thinking that the world today is a boundless sea of suffering, and only when we reach the other shore can we see hope.
A few months later, Daochen Buddha walked out of the ancient temple, with a faint golden light on his body, adding a bit of indescribable charm of Buddhism.
"Crack-"
With the stepping out of Daochen Buddha, the Buddhist bead on the top of the ancient temple gradually became dim.Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared in the Buddhist bead, which continued to spread.
In the end, the crack encircled the bead, causing it to be split into two halves, losing all of its charm.
The two halves of the beads began to fall, and many Tianjiao grabbed them from the air, wanting to fight for them.
Before the crowds of geniuses began to snatch it, the beads that had lost the charm of the Buddha were scattered into powder without leaving any traces.
"It's a pity!"
Seeing this scene, many people sighed with regret.
The ancient monk's Buddhist beads must be one of the most precious things in the world.If it can be obtained, even if it is broken, it has inestimable value.
"Why did the beads suddenly shatter?"
This question emerged from the crowd, and a pair of unkind eyes fell on Daochen Buddha.
This happened because of the coming out of Dao Chen Buddha.
There is a great possibility that Daochen Buddha got some kind of luck in the ancient temple, which caused the Buddha beads to collapse.
"It's better not to provoke."
After deliberation, most people decided to cut off that sliver of greed, not to take action against Dao Chen Buddha, the risk is too great.
With a bang, the gate of the ancient temple was closed again.
A strange force covered the ancient temple, causing it to float to the depths of the starry sky, and soon disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Since there is no opportunity to pursue, the arrogance of all forces stopped staying here and turned around to go to other places.
The time for the Feast of Hundred Meridians is only a hundred years, and it is necessary to get more opportunities within a limited period of time and avoid trouble as much as possible.
"Are you ok?"
Chen Qingyuan walked quickly to Daochen Buddha, with a worried expression on his face.
"The poor monk is fine, benefactor Chen has nothing to worry about."
Daochen Buddha put away the golden light on his body and said softly.
His eyes are extremely deep, and there must be many things on his mind.
Regarding the experience of the Buddha in the ancient temple, everyone tacitly did not ask.Since the Buddha did not take the initiative to mention it, it means that it is difficult to say it.
A group of people left this starry sky, and found a land of resources a few days later, which contained many top-quality spiritual veins.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan's eyes lit up, ready to do a big job.
Not only Chen Qingyuan, but many others.
Changsun Fengye, Changsun Qian, Wu Junyan, Song Ningyan, Monk Daochen, and dozens of extremely talented people.
They saw a blurry picture, and they were shocked, and they will never forget it in this life.
The ancient monk didn't know where he was, there were traces of broken avenues around him, and there was a fog of law in front of him, no matter what methods he used, it would be useless.
Sitting cross-legged in front of the fog for many years, the ancient monk sighed softly.
He knew that even though his Dharma was boundless, he could not cross this step.
So, he made a decision.
Sacrifice to the Buddha Dharma for a lifetime, paving the way for future generations.
Use forbidden techniques to build an ancient temple, and dispel the heavy fog ahead with the profound rules of forbidden techniques.
An ancient bridge appeared at the foot.
While casting spells, the ancient monk stepped onto the bridge and walked slowly.
After a long time, the ancient monk came to the edge of the broken bridge and stopped there.
"Go!"
With a sound, the head separated from the body and flew forward.
In this way, the vitality of the ancient monk began to pass away.
At the moment before passing away, the ancient monk seemed to see the end of the bridge, which was the entrance to the other shore.
The remaining power of the forbidden technique sealed the body of the ancient monk in the ancient temple, and his head was hung on the roof of the temple.As for the Buddhist bead, it was transformed by the Dharma of his life, and it will not decay after a long time.
With the guidance of the ancient monk, the evildoers of later generations could find the location of the divine bridge and try to move forward.
Even if they fail, those people have no regrets.
For example, Emperor Qiyou Zhun avoided a lot of detours because of the dedication of the ancient monk.It's a pity that although Emperor Qiyou Zhun reached the ninth level of Shenqiao, he still failed to take the most critical step and ended in failure.
wow——
The traces of the past years flashed away from everyone's eyes, as if it was only in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that thousands of years had passed.
Chen Qingyuan was very curious about those things that happened in ancient times.
That long dusty history may be revealed in this life.
"What's the meaning of that bridge and that fog?"
Many people don't know why, and they are suspicious.
Chen Qingyuan did not open his mouth to answer, there is no need for this.
"The poor monk wants to go upstairs to have a look."
Daochen Buddha turned his head and said to Chen Qingyuan.
"Go!"
Chen Qingyuan nodded slightly.
Afterwards, Daochen Buddha took heavy steps with a devout Buddha heart in his heart.
puff!
The body of Daochen Buddha passed through the restriction of the stairs, and climbed to the second floor without being hindered.
Some Tianjiao didn't want to miss the opportunity, and seeing that Daochen Buddha's son was not in trouble, they followed closely.
"boom"
A powerful force overturned these arrogances to the ground, and they were in a panic.
Daochen Buddha is a person of Buddhism, and has a pure Buddha heart, so he can be recognized by the ancient temple rules.Ordinary Tianjiao used to join in the fun, with impure thoughts, so it's no wonder he wasn't stopped.
Besides, even if the headless ancient monk left anything good, it must be for Buddhists.
"Let's go out and wait!"
Chen Qingyuan looked around and thought that the good fortune here had nothing to do with him.
After more than ten breaths, Chen Qingyuan and others stood in a void near the ancient temple, waiting quietly.
"What is the meaning of the traces of time we saw just now?"
Changsun Fengye asked a question.
"Mending the Bridge of God."
There are no outsiders here, Chen Qingyuan blocked the surrounding space, and said.
"You know?" Changsun Fengye hurriedly turned his head and asked in surprise, "What is the road to the bridge of God?"
"The way above Mahayana."
Chen Qingyuan replied.
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Changsun Fengye, Wu Junyan and the others showed a hint of shock that could not be concealed.
"Some time ago, brother Wu got an ancient scripture, which recorded some things about the ancient emperor Taiwei. Could it be that the so-called divine bridge is the only way to the emperor?"
Changsun Fengye connected things together, and felt that the fog in front of him had lifted a lot and became brighter.
"exactly."
Chen Qingyuan nodded.
"In other words, this ancient monk wanted to repair the broken Dao Road, so it led to this appearance."
Chang Sunqian seemed to understand but half understood, and expressed her opinion.
After talking here, everyone looked at the ancient temple again, a little more in awe, and no longer felt horrified.
A shocking change a million years ago caused the law of the Great Dao to break, and the ancient Emperor Taiwei died.
The powerhouses of later generations have reached the peak of Mahayana, longing for higher mountains, and have paid their lives for this.
Who wrote the ancient scriptures of the sea of suffering and the other side, and guided the future generations of strong people to move forward?
The answer is at hand.
The ancient monk who sacrificed himself dispelled most of the fog above the bridge, thinking that the world today is a boundless sea of suffering, and only when we reach the other shore can we see hope.
A few months later, Daochen Buddha walked out of the ancient temple, with a faint golden light on his body, adding a bit of indescribable charm of Buddhism.
"Crack-"
With the stepping out of Daochen Buddha, the Buddhist bead on the top of the ancient temple gradually became dim.Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared in the Buddhist bead, which continued to spread.
In the end, the crack encircled the bead, causing it to be split into two halves, losing all of its charm.
The two halves of the beads began to fall, and many Tianjiao grabbed them from the air, wanting to fight for them.
Before the crowds of geniuses began to snatch it, the beads that had lost the charm of the Buddha were scattered into powder without leaving any traces.
"It's a pity!"
Seeing this scene, many people sighed with regret.
The ancient monk's Buddhist beads must be one of the most precious things in the world.If it can be obtained, even if it is broken, it has inestimable value.
"Why did the beads suddenly shatter?"
This question emerged from the crowd, and a pair of unkind eyes fell on Daochen Buddha.
This happened because of the coming out of Dao Chen Buddha.
There is a great possibility that Daochen Buddha got some kind of luck in the ancient temple, which caused the Buddha beads to collapse.
"It's better not to provoke."
After deliberation, most people decided to cut off that sliver of greed, not to take action against Dao Chen Buddha, the risk is too great.
With a bang, the gate of the ancient temple was closed again.
A strange force covered the ancient temple, causing it to float to the depths of the starry sky, and soon disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Since there is no opportunity to pursue, the arrogance of all forces stopped staying here and turned around to go to other places.
The time for the Feast of Hundred Meridians is only a hundred years, and it is necessary to get more opportunities within a limited period of time and avoid trouble as much as possible.
"Are you ok?"
Chen Qingyuan walked quickly to Daochen Buddha, with a worried expression on his face.
"The poor monk is fine, benefactor Chen has nothing to worry about."
Daochen Buddha put away the golden light on his body and said softly.
His eyes are extremely deep, and there must be many things on his mind.
Regarding the experience of the Buddha in the ancient temple, everyone tacitly did not ask.Since the Buddha did not take the initiative to mention it, it means that it is difficult to say it.
A group of people left this starry sky, and found a land of resources a few days later, which contained many top-quality spiritual veins.
Seeing this, Chen Qingyuan's eyes lit up, ready to do a big job.
