In this battle mission, Jiang Chen's main opponents are those holy creatures. In order to compete for some elixirs in the Tianmu Realm, Jiang Chen often fights with the guardian spirits in the Tianmu Realm.
Naturally, the flesh and blood of the Holy Realm are indispensable on their bodies. The Thirteen Bandits and these little bandits were all dumbfounded.
Although thousands of races have been born in ancient times and saints have appeared as saints, the ancestor king is still the kind of dragon that sees its head but never its tail.
Moreover, the flesh and blood of the Holy Realm here in Jiang Chen are all from the demon race. This is what surprises these big bandits who have been in Beidou for many years!
They wouldn't be surprised if Jiang Chen took out the holy flesh and blood of the ancient tribe. After all, there are living saints in Beidou, and with the imperial soldiers in hand, Jiang Chen may not be able to kill the saints.
However, this holy realm flesh and blood obviously belongs to the demon clan. As the powerful demon clan, the Peacock King and the Green Dragon King have the most say.
However, the two of them were convinced that this demon saint was not Beidou's demon saint because they had never heard of it, so they felt no discomfort when eating it. It is not uncommon for demon clans to fight each other and devour flesh and blood.
"Hey, I didn't expect that the little Taoist priest back then has grown to a level that we and others need to look up to!"
The Peacock King looked at Jiang Chen with emotion in his eyes. He still remembered that the first time they met was in the Holy City of the Northern Territory. At that time, he was with Yan Ruyu and saw with his own eyes that this little monk at the Taoist palace level was stirring up trouble in the Holy City. .
"There are talented people from generation to generation, and each of them leads the way for hundreds of years!"
"Our generation is getting old, and from now on it will be you young people who rule the world!"
The Peacock King sighed, which made the other big bandits also sigh. Not only Jiang Chen, the genius and monster, was superior to his contemporaries, but also the little bandits below them had grown up one by one.
Li Heishui had successfully entered the Second Immortal Realm a few months ago and was a genuine Holy Lord-level figure.
Yao remembers that these little guys caused trouble everywhere and they wiped their butts. Now it is their turn to protect the rest of the Thirteen Bandits.
This night was destined to be sleepless. The thirteen bandits recalled the glorious past and laughed loudly. The young bandits also remembered their misdeeds in the Holy City, being young and frivolous, and lamented endlessly.
There were also those new-generation little bandits who had eaten the flesh and blood of the Holy Realm. Their faces were all red, and their whole bodies seemed to be on fire. They ran wildly around the small world, making everyone laugh.
Jiang Chen exchanged cups with them, feeling so peaceful for the first time in ten years...
In the small world of the Thirteen Bandits, there are only a few people missing. Duan De ran away early and did not know where he went to devote himself to his great archaeological cause.
Jiang Chen took Dalong, Erlong and the others on the road to the Western Desert!
"Jiang Chen, Erlong and I have discussed it, and we are going to have some adventures in Beidou. Let Lao Jin follow you to the Western Desert!"
Halfway through, Dalong said to Jiang Chen, while Erlong nodded busyly.
Dalong is not his follower, but more like his brother. Jiang Chen has no reason to restrict his freedom. As for Erlong, this guy's dog-legged character is about to sink to the bottom and betray the organization.
The two of them had similar vibes and had already called themselves brothers. In addition, they both had the ability to challenge a saint in a duel, so Jiang Chen didn't worry about them. He simply gave them a rough map of Beidou and some teleportation formations, and the five of them We parted ways.
Jiang Chen took Lao Jin and Ning Jing to the Western Desert, while Dalong and Erlong took the map and headed to the Eastern Wasteland!
When Jiang Chen set foot on the land of the Western Desert, he saw the desert in front of him with straight smoke and raging wind and sand. There were ascetic monks devoutly worshiping in the direction of Mount Xumi step by step. The entire Western Desert was shrouded in a hazy halo. !
"Amitabha is a man with a big heart!"
These hazy haloes that only monks can see are the power of faith. When Jiang Chen was in the Human King Realm, he blocked the darkness and turmoil. There were also countless powers of faith that gathered on him, and they were finally used by him to transcend immortality. Three Dao Tribulations.
So he is familiar with this!
The power of faith in the Western Desert is different from that in the West of the Earth. The so-called gods in the West are completely predatory. They make people believe in gods through those so-called miracles.
If you don't believe in the so-called gods, you will suffer disasters, and there will be demons peeping in the dark.
Of course, the so-called demons are just the other side of the gods, and they will do anything for their beliefs!
But the Western Desert is different. As the saying goes, what is taken from believers will eventually return to believers. The great power of faith is always reflected in the land of Western Desert. This is why foreign faiths cannot invade here.
Jiang Chen did not measure the Western Desert on foot like those ascetic monks, but turned into a stream of light and flew in the direction of Mount Sumeru.
According to the information given to him by the Maurya King, Yan Ruyu was in a large temple near the Western Desert. It happened that according to the information from Wanjie Tower, the two brothers Song Baoren and Bao Guoshou were also in this direction.
The Western Desert is not an unchanging desert terrain. On the contrary, there are many oases in the Western Desert. Large cities stand in the oases, surrounded by thousands of miles of yellow sand.
Buddhist temples, large or small, can be seen everywhere here, enshrining the Buddha or Bodhisattva who once appeared on Mount Sumeru.
Jiang Chen came to a big city called Maitreya, where the Buddha's light towered into the sky. During the day, the golden Purdue Holy Light shrouded the oasis. Hundreds of temples stood in every corner of the big city, and countless monks were chanting sutras.
Sanskrit sounds circulated in the city as a result of cultural scriptures, giving rise to a sense of awe and refuge in people's hearts.
"Brother Jiang Chen, I feel very comfortable here. Let's go in and take a look!"
Approaching this oasis, Tranquility has been affected by the power of faith that can be seen everywhere in the Western Desert, and it naturally creates a feeling of dependence on this place.
She is now a monk in the realm of transforming into a dragon. She felt this way when she first arrived in the Western Desert. It is conceivable that if she stays here all year round, she might convert directly to Buddhism!
Jiang Chen chanted the Calming Mantra softly to let Tranquility get rid of the influence of the Sanskrit sound. He didn't want the little disciple he had cultivated so hard to be saved by that Buddhist sect.
Old Jin Jiangchen is not worried. As long as he does not go to Mount Sumeru, and with his level of great sage, he will not trouble the Buddhist sect. These monks should recite Amitabha!
Entering the oasis with Ning Jing and Lao Jin, everyone here, whether a mortal or a monk, has a sense of indifference and calmness on their faces.
There is no boredom with life or that kind of violence. Even among monks, there are very few fights here!
Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen not only didn't feel any relief, but felt a chill on his back. This Buddhist method was really mysterious and unpredictable.
There is no way to say whether this is right or wrong. There is faith in the world, people have hope, and monks have restraints, but it goes against Jiang Chen's Tao. He feels like this place is like a fantasy land shrouded in a big hand!
Even now Jiang Chen suspects that the last time he saw brothers Song Baoren and Bao Guoshou, their attitude towards him had completely changed. At that time, he thought that these two boys were pretending to be with him, but now maybe they really are. Been converted by Buddhism!
In the oasis, the monks and the people were very calm when they saw the three people. It seemed that there were often outsiders like them in the Western Desert.
A monk wearing cassocks slowly walked towards Jiang Chen, with a compassionate look on his face.
"Amitabha, where do these donors come from and where are they going?"
"Old monk, we are going to a place called Qinglian Temple to find a beautiful sister. Do you know where she is?"
Jing Jing saw the monk's kind-hearted look and asked.
"Qinglian Temple, please come back to the three benefactors. Qinglian Temple no longer accepts outsiders!"
When the old monk heard Jing Jing's words, he glanced at the three of them and spoke slowly.
"impossible……"
Jing Jing wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Chen. He looked at the old monk in front of him and said.
"Master just needs to tell us where Qinglian Temple is. As for whether we can go in, master, don't worry!"
The old monk took a deep look at Jiang Chen, then clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant.
"Amitabha Buddha, the purple air comes eight thousand miles from the east, the Buddha's light shines on the mirror platform, the mirror shines on the ditch, and the green lotus fills the Tianshan Mountain!"
Say it, the old monk shook his head and left. The speed was not fast, but he disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.
"These old monks like to play riddles!"
Jing Jing pouted and said dissatisfiedly.
Jiang Chen looked at the old monk's disappearing figure, but he didn't expect to see a Buddhist saint here.
Yes, the old monk thought he was the Buddha in this world, otherwise Jiang Chen would not talk nonsense to him.
Qinglian Temple is said to be a large temple hidden between heaven and earth. It is invisible to the mortal world and can only be entered at a specific time and at a specific place. Thinking about what the old monk just said, Jiang Chen pondered for a while.
Then he smiled casually, took Ning Jing and Lao Jin and walked towards Mount Sumeru.
There is a thousand-foot-long river to the south of Mount Xumi. Birds cannot cross it and feathers cannot float. Even if monks fly over it, sometimes they will suddenly lose control of their spiritual power and fall down.
The name of the long river is Crossing the Buddha River. The Buddha was trapped by this long river and could not cross the river for three years. Finally, he realized enlightenment in front of the river, became a Buddha immediately, and crossed the river with a reed. The long river became famous because of this, Crossing the Buddha River!
Now, the river surface here is still covered with white-haired reeds. You can see the reeds woven into long mats and countless people walking in the river.
Jiang Chen stopped an old man on the ferry, gave him a piece of Origin Stone, and asked him to take the three of them to the other side.
"Old man, how long have you been working as a ferryman?"
When crossing the river, Jiang Chen asked the old man.
"Hey, don't call me father-in-law. You monks all look so young. Maybe I have to call you brother!"
The old man quickly waved his hand and said jokingly that he seemed to be used to the monks for a long time!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Chen didn't expect to meet such an interesting mortal, so he gave up. Even if the mortals he met before were not respectful to monks like them, they would still stay away from him.
But like this ferryman, there are only a few people who can talk freely!
"Uncle, don't worry, brother Jiang Chen is definitely not older than you, just say it!"
Seeing Jiang Chen being called old by this old man, Tranquility is grateful that you spoke up to protect him.
Jiang Chen is only in his forties. Even if he is not a monk, he is not as old as this old man. He looks like he must be in his sixties!
"Oh, haha, it seems that old man I am Meng Lang. After all, I have been riding this ferry for sixty years!"
The ferryman didn't care about Jing Jing's words. He laughed loudly and answered Jiang Chen's previous question.
Jiang Chen realized that this ferryman was indeed a mortal, but his body had been nourished by the power of faith all year round, and his vitality was much stronger than that of ordinary mortals, so even though he was older, he still looked extremely strong.
"This West Desert is indeed different from the outside. Along the way, I see that many people are like you, brother. They have an ethereal mentality and are full of hope for life. Mortals live and work in peace and contentment, and monks also specialize in practicing Taoism!"
Jiang Chen continued to talk to the ferryman. After hearing Jiang Chen's words, the ferryman's beauty obviously improved, which was very helpful.
"That's right, brother, I have been a ferryman for so long, and I have seen many monks. Whether they are as gentle and gentle as you, or they are violent by nature, as long as they stay in our temple for a while, they will definitely feel like they have been reborn! "
Seeing that Jiang Chen was also very talkative, the ferryman started to talk more. He talked about some legends about crossing the Buddha River, as well as the customs and customs of the Western Desert. There was a sense in every word that he wanted to persuade Jiang Chen and the others to convert to Buddhism.
However, Jiang Chen's determination to seek the truth is so firm that he will naturally not be affected by an ordinary person like him. Even Tranquility will always recite the meditation mantra that Jiang Chen taught her silently to prevent it from being affected.
"Brother, I wonder if there is a mountain near here called Tianshan?"
Jiang Chen asked the ferryman.
"Well, Tianshan, what do you want to do?"
Hearing Jiang Chen's words, the ferryman who was originally smiling suddenly changed his expression.
Seeing him like this, Jiang Chen was sure that he knew where Tianshan Mountain was.
"I heard that there is a Qinglian Temple on Tianshan Mountain. My friend is up there. I want to find her!"
"Brother, listen to my advice and go back. This Tianshan Mountain is very strange. It started to act like a demon a few years ago. I heard people say that the Buddha on the mountain became a demon..."
As he spoke, the ferryman looked around cautiously before continuing.
"I remember this for eight or nine years. Before night, there were waves of demons roaring from the Tianshan Mountain, just like the cries of evil spirits in the Nine Nether Hells. They were often accompanied by Buddha's light, Sanskrit sounds and magic spells. .”
"During this period, there were still people coming down from Mount Sumeru, but in the end, they all went back. From then on, there were no more ferrymen on the Buddha River at night!"
Perhaps it was because of the previous conversation that the ferryman talked more to Jiang Chen and the others. He meant to persuade Jiang Chen and the others to leave, but when Jiang Chen heard his words, he became more determined to go ahead.
Yan Ruyu seems to be in danger!
What happened back then was a strange combination of circumstances, and that night, Jiang Chen couldn't tell whether it was an exchange of interests or a love affair with Yan Ruyu, but since it happened, Jiang Chen couldn't turn a blind eye.
"Brother, please tell me the location of Tianshan Mountain!"
Jiang Chen solemnly said to the ferryman.
"Hey, it doesn't matter, I don't know if it's your good luck or bad luck that you met me!"
The ferryman sighed helplessly, and then pointed out the direction of Tianshan Mountain to Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen directly grabbed Ning Jing, pulled a reed from the boat, and crossed the river.
