Chapter 977 Reading ancient books

"Amitabha, the poor monk, on behalf of Qianfo Mountain, respectfully welcomes Mr. Ye's arrival."

In front of the mountain gate, an old monk was wearing a monk's robe, his hands clasped together, and his attitude was very respectful.

For the entire Qianfo Mountain, Ye Chen was undoubtedly their benefactor.

The last time, the three demon clan holy places worked together to besiege Qianfo Mountain. If Ye Chen and the empress Su Muyue had not arrived in time and fought with their lives against the demon clan holy master, Qianfo Mountain would have ceased to exist.

So many super-bulky people are sitting back and doing nothing.

This attitude makes all the monks in Qianfo Mountain feel cold.

But they showed full respect for Ye Chen who took action.

"The poor monk's name is Mingwu, and speaking of it, he is the senior brother of Mingxin."

Monk Mingwu smiled slightly and stretched out a hand, "Master Ye, please!"

Ye Chen nodded, "Excuse me, Master Mingwu."

He could feel that this master of Mingwu was in the realm of the Seven Transformations of Life and Death.

He should be a veteran of the Seven Transformations of Life and Death within Qianfo Mountain. Unfortunately, in real troubled times, the role that a powerful person in the Life and Death Emperor Realm can play is very limited.

After all, there are emperor-level powerful men coming and going. How can they intervene in the realm of the Emperor of Life and Death?

Under the leadership of Master Mingwu, Ye Chen walked into the mountain gate.

There are many copper lamp stands standing on both sides of the road. Even during the day, there are flames burning in the lamp stands.

The tall pagoda in the distance exudes an aura of supreme majesty. It stands there like a mountain that is difficult to look up at, making people feel a sense of respect from the bottom of their hearts.

In this pagoda, the relics of past Buddhas are buried.

This is the inheritance of consciousness and belief.

Around the pagoda, there are many tall Buddha statues built on the mountain. They are all carved out of the mountain. There are many Buddha statues, which are directly carved out of the mountain peaks.

Each of these Buddha statues is extremely solemn, with hands clasped together and kind eyes.

Every Buddha statue exudes sacred Buddha energy.

"The scent of incense has become stronger during this time in your family."

Along the way, Ye Chen could see many pilgrims climbing up the mountain. Some of them were dignitaries from nearby cities, and some were respected and powerful people.

The purpose of coming here is to make a wish and to pay homage.

"Buddhism branches all over the world are now gathered in Qianfo Mountain, and the momentum is greater than before."

Monk Mingwu smiled, but his smile always seemed a little bitter.

Yes, the situation in Qianfo Mountain is not much better now.

The previous generation of Buddha was enthroned, and the new generation of Buddha had just been promoted and had to turn into a mountain to suppress the sealed demon emperor. Qianfo Mountain is now in a leaderless situation.

Fortunately, with its reputation and the fact that many branches of Buddhism have gathered here, the strength has improved a lot for a while.

"I wonder why Mr. Ye came here this time?"

Monk Mingwu asked as he walked.

Ye Chen said, "I heard that there are many records about the Heavenly Demons in the Guimen Sutra Pavilion, so I came here specifically to investigate, hoping to trace the origins of the Heavenly Demons clan."

"I see."

Monk Mingwu was in awe from the bottom of his heart.

Being willing to still insist on tracking down the Demon Clan at this time is enough to prove Ye Chen's character.

Which of the other major forces can hide or hide?

Even the demon clan, they are unwilling to intervene, let alone the more powerful demon clan?

Everyone has the mentality of a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist.

How about others, what does it have to do with me?

Even if the demon clan breaks out from the West and plunders the cities on the border of the human race, it has nothing to do with those super sects.

Because each of those super sects is located in a favorable terrain and a blessed land, unless the demon clan captures most of Zhongzhou, it will not be able to affect them at all.

But in this way, the sects and countries on the border will suffer.

Everyone knows all this, but who has ever taken care of it?

Therefore, Ye Chen's willingness to take the initiative to explore the origin of the Demon Clan shows that he has this heart and responsibility.

"Master Ye, please come with me."

Monk Mingwu took the initiative to lead the way.

He brought Ye Chen all the way to the Qianfo Mountain Sutra Pavilion.

In front of the door, he clasped his hands together and said with a serious face, "Actually, Junior Brother Mingxin also entered the Sutra Pavilion before, hoping to find records about the Heavenly Demon. Unfortunately, not long after he entered it, the Heavenly Demon and the three demon tribes holy places They joined forces to attack the door, so the investigation had to be interrupted. "

Ye Chen nodded. When we parted last time, Monk Mingxin made it clear that he would go back to the Qianfo Mountain Sutra Pavilion to check out some ancient books. However, due to a series of changes, it was natural that he would leave it alone.

"There are tens of thousands of volumes of scriptures in this Sutra Pavilion. They are countless. The records about ancient times are all on the second floor. Mr. Ye, please browse through them at will."

Monk Mingwu bowed deeply to Ye Chen, "Amitabha, this poor monk has great admiration for Mr. Ye's responsibility."

"This is a war about race. As long as you are a member of my Qinglian Realm human race, no matter who you are, you can't escape or escape. It would be a good thing if I could stand up and share some responsibilities."

Ye Chen smiled, his eyes deep.

Then, he quickly walked into the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

The foundation of Qianfo Mountain is so powerful that at a glance, there are countless scriptures in this Sutra Pavilion.

In the past, with Qianfo Mountain in Zhongzhou as the center, countless monks were sent to preach in all directions. Now, not only Zhongzhou, but also Beizhou, Nanzhou, and Dongzhou have traces of branches of Buddhism.

These scriptures are the source of scripture transmission.

Ye Chen walked by, full of respect for this.

Passing countless bookshelves along the way, I slowly walked up to the second floor.

After walking up to the second floor, Ye Chen looked surprised.

Although the space on the second floor is larger, it is much shabby compared to the huge number of scriptures on the first floor.

There are only a dozen lonely bookshelves with some scriptures and ancient books scattered here and there.

He stepped forward, searching and exploring one by one.

""Zhongzhou Strange News", "History of Qinglian Realm", "Origin of Alien Race"..."

Ye Chen looked over and saw a few more books in his hand.

These books are all books that he considers valuable.

He planned to collect them first, and then read them one by one to check for information.

When Ye Chen walked all the way to the end, he suddenly stopped.

His gaze slowly fell on the center of a large bookshelf.

There is a book placed in the most conspicuous position on the bookshelf.

The title of this book is not surprising, it is called "Zhongzhou Chronicles".

But what is strange is that there is no dust on this book. Compared with other books that have accumulated thick dust, it looks very clean. It has obviously been read not long ago.

"Has Ming Xin turned over?"

Ye Chen thought for a while and took down the book.

The moment the book was opened, an unbelievable look of surprise flashed across Ye Chen's pupils.

Because inside, it is shockingly...