They entered through the south gate of Broken Leaf City, and their destination was the Palace of Rebirth near the north gate exit. Therefore, it is equivalent to them needing to pass through the entire city.
Suiye City occupies a very large area, and there are too many nobles living in it, either Kshatriyas or Brahmins. This brings them great inconvenience, because ordinary people are often not allowed to enter these places.
The attires worn by Qingya and Qingyi may be able to pass through other cities in the Buddhist Kingdom, but it will be somewhat difficult in Suiye City. Another point is that those nobles almost always occupy a certain area, and the two women don't know the secrets in it. If they are not careful, they will trigger taboos and cause trouble.
After walking north from the south gate for a day, the two women came to a pagoda. The pagoda occupies a huge area, and there is a huge manor around it. Countless slaves work in the manor, while some people in civilian clothes line up in a long line around the pagoda.
Qingya glanced at it and saw that this pagoda was built right on the path to Beicheng. It seemed that it could not be avoided. To avoid trouble, she could only lead Qingyi to line up behind the civilians.
However, there were too many people in line, roughly estimated to be tens of thousands. The team moved very slowly, and could only advance a few hundred meters almost every hour. And with so many people watching, they didn't dare to take out Cheng Ling's stone statue and smear it with blood.
Time passed slowly, and the two women finally made it to the middle of the queue, but there were still many people waiting in front of them.
Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore and asked through a message: "Senior sister, what should I do? It's been six hours, and in two more hours, Brother Cheng will be smeared with essence and blood."
Qingya said: "Wait a minute, I don't know what is inside this pagoda, so many people have to queue up to get in."
Qingyi had no choice but to look at the front of the team. In front of me is a six-entry door, each door is carved with a Buddha image. However, those Buddha statues are slightly different from what I usually see in the sect. If the Buddha statues in Fanhua Temple make people feel peaceful and tranquil, the patterns on the door are much more sinister.
Although the portraits are also carved in Buddhist attire, the appearance of the Buddha statues themselves is quite different. Some have long fangs exposed, some are covered with snake heads, and some are holding skeletons in their hands. They do not look like Buddha at all. To the side, they look a bit like evil spirits and yakshas.
The civilians entered the gate one by one, and each person had to wait for a cup of tea before others could continue to enter. Curious in her heart, she couldn't help but let out her consciousness and swept towards the door.
The space inside is very large, like a hall. In addition to the surrounding walls, there are only a few huge pillars in the middle to support it. In the center of the space, there is a three-foot-tall Buddha statue. The Buddha statue has a ferocious face and eight arms, each holding a Buddhist treasure.
In front of the Buddha statue, there is another Buddha altar. On the Buddha altar is a two-meter-diameter incense burner filled with incense. The incense burner is surrounded by many candles. It sways gently in the breeze, making people feel a little creepy. .
The common people who entered knelt down on the futon one by one and worshiped devoutly. But with Qingyi's spiritual consciousness, as the worshipers rose and fell, it seemed as if there was a faint thread coming out of those people, following the rising height of the burning incense, and finally converging on the eyebrows of the Buddha statue.
"Hey! What a pure wish power. This Buddha statue is built very strangely. It can actually absorb the wish power of these common people."
"snort!"
While he was deep in thought, a cold snort suddenly sounded in his mind. Qingyi's delicate body trembled slightly, and her face suddenly became a little grim.
Bai, she quickly wanted to take back her consciousness. But a strange thing happened. When the ray of consciousness returned to the gate, it could no longer move. There seemed to be a strong suction force in the hall, dragging it hard.
And as the suction force became stronger, Qingyi's spiritual power seemed to have opened a gap and continued to flow towards the main hall. She was shocked in her heart, knowing that she had met an expert, she quickly cut off the ray of consciousness, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qingya was shocked and asked quickly: "Junior sister, how are you?"
"Senior sister, leave quickly, I seem to have touched a taboo of someone powerful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two women. He glanced at them coldly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Disciples of Fanhua Temple?"
Qing Ya's face changed. The person who came was a middle-aged monk, wearing a golden Buddhist robe, but with long black and shiny hair. His aura was strong, and with just a casual glance, he felt a strong pressure coming from him, at least for those in the late stage of the Saint Realm.
The late Saint Realm is equivalent to the Immortal Emperor. For the two women, the difference in realm is too big!
Qingya hurriedly bowed and said: "Qingya and Qingyi, disciples of Master Mingjing of Fanhua Temple, pay their respects to the Holy Lord!"
"Master Mingjing? In this case, seeing her face, this matter has been revealed. What is the purpose of coming to the Buddhist country on this trip?"
"It's like this. My sisters and I have advanced in our cultivation, so the master asked us to go out and practice. I heard that there are many demon clans in the Netherworld Demon Realm in the Buddhist country, so I wanted to go and see them."
"Netherworld Demon Realm?" The middle-aged monk was stunned, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Master Mingjing, as the elder of Fanhua Temple, has a very high level of cultivation and has entered the realm of Nirvana. She does not want to offend for such a trivial matter unless necessary.
After pondering for a while, he said: "In this way, I can help you and send you directly to the Netherworld Demon Realm."
Qingyi was overjoyed and said, "Holy Lord, are you telling the truth?"
The middle-aged monk glanced at her lightly, secretly surprised by her beauty, and said calmly: "To me, this is nothing, but to enter the ghost world, you must pass through this pagoda. And the pagoda has its own According to the rules, if you want to pass by, you need to worship the Buddha statue in the main hall devoutly, can you do it?"
Qingyi was startled and vaguely felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say it for a while. She then looked at Qingya, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.
Qingya and Qingyi grew up together and were as close as sisters, so they naturally knew her temperament. She knew something was wrong just by looking at the other person's expression, but she didn't put her consciousness into the hall and didn't know the clues. She also wanted to smear Cheng Ling's essence and blood as soon as possible.
Immediately he said: "Thank you, Holy Lord. It's just that you need to concentrate and calm down when visiting the Buddha. We are trekking all the way, and the Buddha's heart is not calm. Please wait a moment."
The middle-aged monk was overjoyed and said, "In this case, I will be waiting in the main hall."
After saying that, he turned around and went back.
After he left, Qingyi sent a message and said: "Senior sister, I just observed the main hall with my spiritual consciousness. There is a Buddha statue inside. These common people have entered to worship."
Qingya's heart moved and she asked, "Please tell me in detail."
Qingyi told the scenes inside one by one.
Qingya closed her eyes and meditated. She also agreed with Qingyi's thoughts. That Buddha statue was by no means simple. Vow power is a very wonderful power. The master once said when he was alive that the techniques practiced by people in the Buddhist country are very different from those of the other three major sects.
Among them, some people practice vow power.
The extraction of this kind of willingness requires the spiritual origin of ordinary people's lives. The spiritual origin does not matter whether you practice cultivation or not, it exists in almost everyone. For some kind of spiritual sustenance, they visit the shrine day and night, hoping to get what they want.
And this kind of worship will export one's own spiritual origin. Of course, the spiritual origin of common people is superior in quantity, while the spiritual origin of practitioners is superior in purity and higher quality. Often the spiritual source provided by one practitioner can be worth hundreds of civilians.
Especially for practitioners like Qingya and Qingyi, who practice Buddhism themselves, have pure souls, and have reached the realm of venerables, the power of their vows they can output will be a thousand or ten thousand times that of ordinary practitioners!
It's a pity that the extraction of wish power is very mysterious. The master didn't explain it in detail back then. He didn't know how to avoid it or what the consequences would be after it was extracted. But obviously, there is no free lunch in the world, and the middle-aged monk's help for no reason must have some special purpose.
After being silent for a long time, he saw that the number of monks lining up in front of him was getting smaller and smaller. Counting the time, another hour had passed, and there was only one hour left before the time to smear the essence and blood. Qingya became even more anxious. She bit her silver teeth and said, "Junior sister, no matter what, Brother Cheng's injury is the most important thing. In order to enter the Netherworld Demon Realm as soon as possible, we will work hard!"
Qingyi had no choice but to agree.
Having made up her mind, Qingya sent a message to the middle-aged monk and said: "Holy Lord, my disciples pay homage sincerely and please send us to the Netherworld Demon Realm."
The middle-aged monk was overjoyed. With a wave of his hand, dozens of civilians lining up in front were instantly dispersed.
The two women frowned. They were so impatient. What kind of peace of mind did the monk have? It's just helpless that now that he is in the Buddhist country, the other party has discovered his identity again. Before, he was wary because of his master's name, but he knew in his heart that his master had passed away and could no longer stand up for them.
The two women looked at each other, finally strode into the hall, and looked up at the Buddha statue in front of them.
Qingya frowned and saw that the Buddha statue was indeed very strange as her junior sister said, and she began to hesitate again.
The middle-aged monk stood aside and waited for a moment. Seeing that the two women were just looking at the Buddha statue without moving, he coughed dryly and said, "What? What worries do you two nephews have?"
Qingya was shocked, seeing the sharp look in her eyes, she didn't dare to hesitate anymore, pulled Qingyi and knelt on the futon.
"With no distractions, keep your soul in mind, worship!" Qing Ya said in a voice transmission.
After the words fell, the two women finally bowed to the Buddha statue.
Bow three times to the Buddha: the first is respect: it shows respect to the Buddha; the second is sincerity: it means that one wants to learn from the Buddha and accept the Buddha’s thoughts; the third is repentance: which means one wants to repent of one’s sins in front of the Buddha.
After bowing for the first time, the two women felt that their hearts seemed to be fluttering, but they suppressed it with caution. The middle-aged monk frowned slightly.
After bowing for the second time, a strong suction force seemed to come from above the Buddha statue, and even the soul began to tremble. The two women hurriedly recited the Fanhua Temple technique in silence, and after bowing for a long time, they slowly stood up.
A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged monk, secretly thinking that he was indeed a disciple of Fanhua Temple, and it seemed that he had to use some means to achieve his own goals.
He stood still, but his right hand was quietly making the finger gestures. Just after the two women bowed for the third time, the middle finger gestures of his right hand suddenly accelerated, and two Buddha seals with dark golden Buddha light quietly penetrated into their heads, turning around. Disappeared in an instant.
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