Chapter 273 Under the Bodhi Tree, the Waters of Xumi Are Deep

When the young man climbed up from the grave, all the breath of the hundreds of thousands of graves in the entire cemetery began to condense on the young man, and his whole person changed from lifeless to full of vitality.

Like a new life, his eyes are no longer a pool of stagnant water, but a divine light suddenly appears.

And the most terrifying thing is that when he came out, he was a lifeless mortal, but in just one stick of incense, he directly broke through to the realm of king, and there is no sign of stopping.

He looked at the entire forbidden area, and every tomb was exuding this unusual aura, and these auras were the most critical things for him to be able to break through to such an extent in a short period of time.

"boom!"

The entire forbidden area rumbled, energy overflowed, and then the young man, with a hint of excitement on his face, shouted loudly, and the monk broke through directly to the saint realm.

"Finally a breakthrough."

The young man smiled. Although he looked extremely dirty, there was a surge of power in his body. Even the quasi-emperor frowned here.

"After ten thousand years, you have finally built the strongest foundation of the Holy Way in history."

The old man who had been guarding the tomb did not know when he appeared behind him, with a look of relief on his face, but his words made the young man shake his head, look at the void, and said with a trace of indifference on his face.

"The foundation of the most powerful holy path in history is composed of the seven-color Chaos Holy Liquid of Creation. My holy path is more urgent and can only be regarded as the second in history at best."

The old man smiled and looked at the young man in front of him, feeling as if he felt an unprecedented power in his body, and said with a smile.

"The seven-color Chaos Holy Liquid of Creation is just a legend and cannot appear in this world, so you, the second, are the first."

The young man said nothing more and just nodded slightly. How could such a thing appear? If it were an eternity ago, in the ancient times, it is hard to say, but now, it is impossible to appear at all.

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In the Western Desert, on Mount Sumeru, in an ancient temple.

Everyone in the entire world knows that there is only one temple on Mount Sumeru, and that is the Great Thunder Sound Temple, where it is said that the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas is located.

But few people know that deep in the Great Leiyin Temple, in a place called the Colorless Realm, a small temple stands, exuding an ancient atmosphere.

Lanke Temple, the real master of the entire Western Desert, is the place where the greedy and angry monk changes his expression.

Compared with the Buddha's light shining all over the entire Sumeru Mountain, and all places being shrouded in the endless Buddha accumulation, this legendary Lanke Temple is like an ordinary small temple, without any surprises.

In the temple, there is a crooked-necked tree, an ancient well, two old monks playing chess, a young monk sweeping the floor, and a little nun with eyes like stars. These are all the monks in the entire Lanke Temple.

But if a discerning person appears here, he will find that the Crooked Neck Tree is the legendary Bodhi tree. The water in the ancient well emits this holy light. Every drop is extremely pure. A mortal who takes a sip will immediately increase his health. Live for hundreds of years.

The hope of two old monks is to refine the world, and the chess pieces are refined from the stars in the sky. Each one is an ancient star.

But those chess pieces, in the hands of two seemingly ordinary old monks, were really like wooden chess pieces.

The broom held by the young monk sweeping the floor exuded endless imperial power. It was an imperial weapon.

The little nun is five or six years old, with a smile as bright as a flower, and a colorful sacred lotus appears with every step she takes.

The scene as before is simply shocking to all the supreme beings in the heavens.

Ye Chen's guess was correct. The water in the Western Desert was as deep as that ancient well, unfathomable.

"Squeak."

The dilapidated door rang softly, and an armless monk with a sad face entered the temple and knelt down gently facing the two monks playing chess.

"Two Patriarchs, your disciple has insulted your master, please ask the Patriarch to punish you."

The kneeling monk in front of me is clearly Tathagata Tathagata, the Tathagata who wants to transform Ye Chen!

"Hey, why are you kneeling down? Get up quickly."

The little nun saw Di Tathagata passing by, and ran over quickly, trying to help Di Tathagata up in front of her. Who knew that Di Tathagata's whole body worshiped him, and said.

"Little Master, don't move, the disciple will get up on his own."

The little nun in front of me is actually the little master of Emperor Tathagata, one of the strongest thirteen people in the Ten Thousand Races Assembly, but she is only five or six years old.

"You're still too anxious."

An old monk who was playing chess spoke with a peaceful face and white eyebrows. He did not look at Emperor Tathagata, but concentrated on playing chess. But his words seemed to be able to calm the murderous thoughts of the world's biggest demon.

"Disciple knows his sin."

Emperor Tathagata did not dare to get up and continued to kneel down. Another old monk shook his head, holding a black chess piece in his hand, as if he was considering how to play.

Time passed like this, minute by minute, until an hour later, the two old monks finally finished playing chess, stood up one after another, faced Emperor Tathagata, and raised their hands gently.

"Although Holy Lord Ye has a destiny with my Buddhist sect, the time has not come yet and I cannot force it. However, since you have already taken action, you have already formed a cause and effect. As for whether this cause and effect is good or bad, you still need to think deeply."

An old monk said, and Emperor Tathagata's arms radiated endless Buddha light in the next moment. In the time of a cup of tea, Emperor Tathagata's two arms all grew out.

Ye Chen and Buddhism have a connection, this is the decision of the two old monks, but this connection is related to the little nun, but this connection is not known whether it is good or bad.

Emperor Tathagata wanted to force this connection, wanted to force Ye Chen to convert, but Ye Chen was too strong, he had no ability.

After a slight bow, Emperor Tathagata stood up, the two old monks had already disappeared, and he looked at the little nun in front of him, smiled slightly, and then looked at the young monk who had been sweeping the floor in the same place, with his feet clean.

"Little Master, I failed."

The young monk said nothing, glanced at the little nun, and then looked at the direction of the Middle Earth, frowning slightly.

Do you really want him to do it himself?

In the Middle Earth, in the ancient city of the clan, Ye Chen walked with the big black dog and the greedy monk, not changing direction, as if looking for something.

Ye Chen's route was exactly the route where the cemeteries were destroyed before.

And he was also slowly approaching the venue of the Ten Thousand Races Conference.

The tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop, the world seems extremely peaceful, but in fact, there are undercurrents!