Chapter 1352: Lost Glory, Pilgrims, Bhikkhus, Yakshas, ​​and Arhats

Although it is nice to go on a trip at any time, in the end, everyone still rested until the next day before setting off.

Because Jiang Yi had been taking video calls all night, he didn't have the chance to put away the jade slip until the early morning.

Paimon happened to be listening to Ying telling the first half of the story of Adam and Eve.

"Gabriel Yandora, Michael Slusha, Uriel Feligis, Raphael Fairy, the four supreme archangels, heaven, the underworld, hell, the abyss, the Garden of Eden... and Adam who wants to have a baby with you and is not wearing clothes. What kind of abstract story is this?"

Paimeng was shocked. Is Jiang Yi’s dream so outrageous?

The faint majestic temperament of Yandora and Slusha seemed to have an explanation.

Ying did not succeed in having a child with Jiang Yi, so in other dreams, would someone succeed in having a child with Jiang Yi?

After hearing this story, Paimon fell into deep thought.

"Do you think it's possible that they are actually Jiang Yi's wives and have given birth to children?" She thought with some wild imagination.

At that time, there were only so many people entering together.

This is very possible.

The Lord of Small Bread showed his fangs in the dream. Did he really not taste at least one small bread?

"It doesn't look like that..." Ying also came to the conclusion after a serious analysis, "Although Fanan and the others didn't say what they experienced in their dreams, I feel that they are just playing the role of the four archangels like Yandora."

"That makes sense." Paimon nodded.

"I was scared to death. I thought Jiang Yi had finally eaten the forbidden fruit, and a Shura field comparable to the war between demons and gods was about to break out in Teyvat." She breathed a sigh of relief.

As a friend of Noelle, Barbara, Kamisato Ayaka, Kurumi and so many others, she was already struggling with whether or not to tell them that someone had taken the lead and signed a higher-level contract.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

And even more fortunately, it didn't happen to Ying.

Ying guarded her own innocence.

"It sounds like you're quite looking forward to it..." Ying looked at Paimon.

"...No, no! I just want to know...what laws Jiang Yi will violate if he gets married." Paimeng was just thirsty for legal knowledge.

"...Maybe we can create our own country and enact special laws to solve the problem?" Ying cleverly thought of a way to get married without violating the laws of the seven countries.

“…” Paimon always felt that this would become true.

……

As the breeze blew through his hair, Paimon stopped recalling last night's story.

Nashida returned to the Order of the Lords, Fushe and Minu also returned to Liyue, and the only Yakshas left in the team were Fanan and Yingda.

In short, including Lilupal, Feligis, Yandora, and Slusha, this is another team with more women than men.

Moreover, it is definitely a multi-racial team which is rare in Teyvat.

"The appearance of this text means the beginning of a great journey. Follow the guidance, open the path with power, and remember what you see along the way." Lilupal read the ancient text on the red sand slab.

"Well, the palace in front of us on the Self-Sacrifice Trail is the entrance to the king's territory."

Next to her, a jade slip was rotating.

It is a reward from the master.

This jade slip will record the information of the Red King civilization and give it to the Ministry of Education and the selected desert people.

The vulgar, the stupid, and the uncivilized will regain their past glory.

"Beep!"

On this road, Benben is leading the way.

Jade and Gabriel had been here before, so they acted as guides and easily led everyone through the deep underground passage and saw this magnificent temple.

Two statues of gods with bird heads and human bodies, wearing armor and holding weapons, stand majestically in front of the triangular gate of the temple. On the long sand-colored stone imperial road, there are brown-red patterns.

Yellow sand formed dunes under the imperial road, and the light of the primordial energy fire illuminated the color of the sun, setting off this majestic ancient road.

Scorpions and lizards used this as a stage for their own performances, presenting their most ancient dance to the heirs of the Red King civilization.

Jiang Yi looked at the many pillars and beams that had collapsed on the ancient road, only a few of which were intact.

Leaving the Self-Sacrifice Trail and walking along the axis in the direction of sunset, you will reach a place called the Mystical Temple.

The energy agencies in the desert lined up respectfully.

The majesty of the past seemed to reappear before this group of people.

Jiang Yi looked at the brown and gold painted mural. The eyes of the Red King, which symbolized his wisdom and knowledge, shone with rays of light like the sun, which scattered on the seven monks under his eyes and on all the spirits kneeling on both sides of the monks.

"The golden power of the sun spreads over the earth. The king's authority is transformed into seven rays of light or seven pillars; the king's mercy is equally bestowed on everyone, no one is ignored, and no one is dissatisfied."

"That was a forgotten golden age." Feligis said, and it was unclear whether the words were praise or sarcasm.

The foolish king of yellow sand is how later generations evaluated this ruler of the desert.

Last night, she and Lilupal had traveled around the entire Land of Plenty and learned a lot of news about future generations.

The priests and the chaplains disappeared, and the monks, arhats and yakshas became legends.

On this holy day when the new master arrived in the desert, there was no priest to preside over the ceremony of the god's succession to the throne, to sing songs and praise the new master.

The power and wisdom of the Red King belong to the new master, and it is legitimate for him to obtain this territory and all its people. However, the new master still regards the ownership of this territory and its people as His Majesty the Grass God of Xumi.

But they have already predicted that on the way of this outing, twelve Yakshas and sixteen Arhats will come to the host's seat to fulfill their wishes and enlighten all living beings.

The Great Tree King, Zhen, and Heulia were still continuing the tea party that had started yesterday afternoon. The time belonging to the gods was endless, so it was natural to waste it lavishly, especially now that they had not inherited any responsibilities as gods.

A green screen becomes their window to view the Red King's ruins outside.

"People used plant juice and mineral powder to leave images on the walls of the temple. They would not be easily covered by the wind like footprints in the yellow sand, and they would long depict the reign of the Red King." Gabriel recited the incomplete records in the ancient books.

The deep voice is very suitable for dubbing in the documentary "Jade Slip Red King".

This mysterious, ancient temple and the ancient murals that are unknown to modern people, the combination of the two is enough to shock the audience's hearts.

The mechanism started to work, and the mural turned into a door that opened.

After traveling through many ancient sites full of the vicissitudes of history, they finally reappeared at the oasis on the desert surface half a day later.

The singing of birds, the fluttering of butterflies, and the giant trees as tall as umbrellas are scenery that were never seen in the desert before.

The endless oasis throughout the sea of ​​sand is like blue-green gems connected one after another on golden silk, and it is the golden robe of today's Buddha.

In this oasis, they met the desert tribe that worshipped Jiang Yi so much.

"The beggar has seen the Blessed One."

These were the first group of desert tribes to bow down and pay respect to Jiang Yi after he arrived in the desert.

Along the way, the crowd did not deliberately avoid the Gilded Brigade in the desert, and Jiang Yi did not deliberately change his appearance. He just wanted to avoid the trouble of being called "Tianzun", "Taoist Lord", and "God" and worshipped by everyone in the fertile land, so he made himself look mysterious.

This "magic" is the embodiment of "Tao" and also the manifestation of all living things in one's own body. He presents thousands of faces in front of everyone, all of which are determined by the other person's heart.

Like a mirror, it reflects the good and evil roots of all beings.

Evil people, when looking at Jiang Yi, will see someone more vicious and cruel than himself, or someone who is timid and weak and can be bullied. Good people, when looking at Jiang Yi, will see a amiable merchant, an elegant scholar, a son of a wealthy family... and those who are destined and wise can see his true self.

The small group of tribal people in front of us are people with wisdom and kindness, and they also have a connection.

This means that if you have Buddha in your heart you will see Buddha, and if you have devil in your heart you will see devil.

They saw Jiang Yi's "Thousand-armed Bodhi Leaves, Mahasthamaprapta, Samantabhadra Tathagata body".

After all, Xumi is the kingdom of enlightenment. It is rare to see monks in the desert nowadays, but the heritage is like scattered sparks, still remaining deep in the yellow sand, and there are still people who understand the mystery of "enlightenment".

If in Liyue, if the people of Liyue had the opportunity to see Jiang Yi's true body, they would definitely see his Taoist body and immortal body, and respect him as a true immortal. This is determined by the culture and thinking of different countries.

"Only desert people like this have the chance to listen to the master's holy words... and follow the master on the holy path." Feligis laughed. As a god who controls cause and effect and fate, the master never needs to take the initiative to look for any qualified managers. Qualified beings will naturally receive revelations from the unknown, appear on the master's path, and accept tests.

Jiang Yi has no intention of ruling this desert, but he will select some people to maintain the oasis in this desert.

Nashida does not have enough energy and manpower to govern this place now, and there is a gap between the rainforest people of the Order Institute and this place, so the initial education, the spread of Taoism and righteousness will be accomplished by Jiang Yi.

After all, he is the successor to the power of the Red King in the eyes of the desert people.

Nashida naturally hoped that Jiang Yi would gain the faith of these desert people and turn this place into a paradise not only in terms of scenery but also for the souls of all living beings.

The ignorance, fighting and cruelty in the old sands do not need to be brought into this new world.

Therefore...use words, deeds and civilization to educate.

This will be an era like the one when the three gods of Xumi once ruled together, except that Jiang Yi will not participate in politics.

“Those who see my body will develop bodhi mind, those who hear my name will stop doing evil and cultivate good, those who hear my Dharma will gain great wisdom, and those who know my mind will attain Buddhahood in this very body.” This is also Jiang Yi’s great vow.

Jiang Yi looked at the desert tribe in front of him and asked, "What is a beggar?"

Jade and Gabriel finally realized that no matter how ordinary the God of Man behaved or how much he wanted an ordinary life, his achievements and power would eventually make an ordinary outing extraordinary.

Of course, in the eyes of the God of Man, the magnificent and ancient ruins of the desert civilization and the worship of the tribesmen in front of them may just be ordinary scenes and ordinary things.

It’s just part of the outing.

"Thousands of years ago, disaster struck."

"The golden worm seal was buried deep in the temples and palaces, beneath the broken column bases that were once carved with eagles and bull heads."

"All good and evil men are equally crushed by the millstone of fate, and the sapphire city-state loses its luster and falls apart, just like tears drying up under the scorching sun."

"The gears of decay broke the vast kingdom of God into many kingdoms, and then regularly ground them into gravel. Even the queen who was once regent could only burn her youngest son's golden robe and crown and let him escape in the coarse linen clothes of a slave."

"We have waited too long, begging for hope."

"It's not about power, wealth, or fame...but about this oasis where the desert people can live."

"Because the nature of the world is decline. Even if a kingdom rises again, it will fall in the struggle for power, wealth, and fame. Moreover, at this time, there will no longer be any kingdoms."

“If an oasis is not well maintained, it will eventually become a mirage in the memories of future generations.”

“We understand your gifts and your expectations.”

"We have also heard of your meritorious deeds and wishes."

"We wish to make a great vow to benefit all living beings and to protect your teachings and this pure land."

Among the devoutly worshipping desert tribes, the descendants of the past monks walked out. They had old faces and cloudy eyes, but the golden wisdom remained in their pupils. They gazed hopefully at the hope and wise master they had found.