Perhaps it was because he had been practicing swordsmanship too harshly in the canyon these days. Not long after Watson lay in bed, he fell asleep in a daze...
Watson had a dream, and in a trance, he came to a different world.
This was a time a thousand years ago, and this was a blood-stained battlefield.
Countless alien beasts and humanoid demons with black horns were attacking the Golden Summit of Buddhism on the battlefield. When Watson exclaimed, the golden summit suddenly turned out to be the summit of Wentian Peak...
The monks and human monks in the temple suffered numerous casualties, and the entire Wentian Peak was dyed red.
Only the angry abbot master was leading the last monks and monks to make the final resistance against the alien demons.
Tens of thousands of monks plus thousands of monks fought a bloody battle against an army of hundreds of thousands of alien demons, and in the end only a few hundred people were left...
There are only less than 5,000 troops left out of the 100,000 alien demons...
This is a life-and-death bloody battle in which no one can be spared.
The entire Wentian Peak is burning, the entire mountain range is bleeding...
At the end of the bloody battle, there were less than 200 monks and monks left on Wentian Peak, and more than 2,000 alien demons...
Standing on the top of Wentian Peak, the abbot master looked up to the sky and screamed: "Time has not given me time...today I will enter reincarnation with you!"
After saying this, he burned all the blood and essence in his body, and turned into a demon-conquering vajra, flying up into the sky of Wentian Peak like the scorching sun.
With a wave of the black heavy sword in his hand, the entire Wentian Peak was split open, and the alien demons were chopped down into the abyss...
A bottomless abyss appeared in front of the originally majestic and solemn Wentian Peak.
The burning King Kong continued to move forward and pounced on the alien demon under the abyss. With a loud bang, the burning abbot master and the alien demon died together.
A rain of blood fell from the sky, and for a moment the world was saddened.
The surviving monks, together with other human monks, threw all the corpses of alien demons on the battlefield into the abyss to suppress them.
Just because the abbot master who transformed into Vajra said before his death: "If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha. He will suppress these demons for tens of millions of years."
The remaining monks in the temple spent several years digging layers of large tombs under the abyss.
Countless rune restrictions have been set up in it, just to suppress the hundreds of thousands of alien demon souls so that they can no longer appear to harm the world.
Thousands of years have passed, and the restriction under the abyss still stands quietly, and no one can come within a hundred feet of it.
The seal of the human monks is still there, and no one has been able to enter the abyss for thousands of years.
The surviving monks rebuilt Yunqi Temple, but the golden dome no longer existed.
In order to commemorate the abbot master who transformed into Vajra, monks and human monks built a white pagoda pavilion on Wentian Peak, and also to suppress the demons under the abyss.
After that, it took decades of work to build 3,000 stone steps on the long mountain road.
Buddhist scriptures are carved on each stone step in order to suppress the abyss demons under Wentian Peak.
The situation has changed, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.
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"Until hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha!"
Watson opened his eyes and stared blankly at the gradually brightening skylight outside the window. So this is the origin of Wentian Peak? It turns out that the three thousand stone steps are to suppress the demons under the abyss? !
Is it possible that Master wants to transform into a vajra himself and go to the abyss to succumb to demons?
But he has not yet entered the Golden Elixir. How can a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm defeat demons?
He felt that he should inquire about this matter with his master. He shouldn't be asked to go to the abyss just because of a dream, right? What about the unknown place that was promised?
Walking out of the house, listening to the whistling autumn wind in the mountains, there was a chill on my body.
His sister has been taking care of him these days. Although several days have passed, whenever he looks at his sister's empty room, he still feels a little reluctant to let go.
It took half an hour to chop wood, light a fire, and cook.
After filling his stomach, he took a pot of water, carried a heavy sword on his back, and walked towards the grove.
Since the master has not come to call him, he will continue to practice swordsmanship in the canyon. Whether it is to subdue demons or eliminate demons, he must first master the sword Zhui Feng.
It's windy and rainy, but I won't be afraid.
Another four days passed in the blink of an eye. After nine days of crazy practice, Watson was finally able to slash out a sword to chase the wind in the strong wind, although at the moment he could not cut the fallen leaves in the wind.
But the speed of drawing out the sword was much faster. At least now he understood what it meant to chase the wind with a sword.
That is, people are more ruthless than swords, and swords are faster than wind!
When you see my sword, my sword has already passed through your chest.
Finally, Watson waited for a message from his master: "Have a good rest tomorrow, set off the day after tomorrow, and continue practicing in another place."
As before, Liao Chen still didn't tell Watson where he was going, but just asked him to prepare.
And Watson thought to himself, what preparation can I make? The last step was to ask the senior brother from Zhaitang for some more steamed buns and bring the few clothes in the cupboard.
These clothes were bought for him by his sister from down the mountain, including several pairs of shoes made of animal skins and a neat stack of hand towels.
Looking at everything in the cabinet, he thought that his sister had actually given him the few gold coins she had, just because she was afraid that he would starve and freeze if he went down the mountain.
For a moment, he couldn't help but sigh heavily, hoping that even if his master asked him to go to the abyss, he would still have to find some centuries-old or even thousand-year-old elixirs to come back.
For no other reason than to make her sister's future life less miserable and return Tantai Xiaoyu's favor.
On this day, Watson did not practice sword practice or go out, but sat quietly under the eaves.
Holding a pot of tea and a scroll of Buddhist scriptures... The next thing he wants to practice is the human form of the formless Dharma body. The human form refines the bones, and the bones are like diamonds.
If you can refine a body of bone marrow to the level of a diamond, I'm afraid even a monk in the Nascent Soul realm won't be able to trouble you, right?
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The autumn wind is bleak, accompanied by the continuous autumn rain.
The large group of people who had traveled ten days finally had a day's rest, so Hua Yu and Tantai Xiaoyu could hide in the inn and chat over a pot of tea.
Among the senior sisters and brothers in the sect, the one Hua Yu trusted the most was Tantai Xiaoyu. They were like biological sisters, talking about everything, let alone living in the same room.
"I said, do you miss him?"
Tantai Xiaoyu changed her mind and asked while lying on the bed: "Why don't I see Nalan Qiuxue feeling uncomfortable at all? Could it be that she doesn't like your brother's cultivation, or dislikes his injured left leg?"
Hua Yu, who was sitting in front of the table holding a cup of warm tea in a daze, shook her head and replied: "You are not her, how about I ask her for you later?"
"How do you ask? Is it possible to tell her whether you want my brother or not? Don't rush, my senior sister is still waiting?" Tantai Xiaoyu chuckled.
"You are so shameless." Hua Yu said with a smile: "No matter what, my brother is not in a hurry, and I can't rush her. Let everything take its course, right?"
"So? What if her senior brother does that? Wouldn't it be a black eye for your brother?"
Tantai Xiaoyu, who was not too concerned about the excitement, simply got angry.
"Haha." Hua Yu took a sip of tea, picked up a melon seed from the table, cut it open, and said calmly: "Isn't that just what you wanted? My brother is very poor. You have to think clearly."
"Bah! How can any sister think that her brother is poor? At worst, I can earn more money to support him."
"I'm worried about what's next for him."
Tantai Xiaoyu sighed and said: "Didn't he say that the abbot master would take him to practice in an unknown place? What can he, a monk in the Qi Gathering realm..."
Hua Yu turned her head, looked into her eyes, and said quietly: "Maybe, my brother is not what we see. Maybe he will give you a surprise?"
Tantai Xiaoyu shook his head and said calmly: "Are you dreaming? Is it possible that your brother has entered the golden elixir now?"
She believed in her own eyes. In her eyes, Watson was just a little monk who could not reach the second level of Qi Gathering Realm.
Even after practicing Buddhist physical skills, it is not as scary as imagined.
At least in Tantai Xiaoyu's heart, Watson will not surpass her in the next five years, and that is enough.
Hua Yu looked at Tantai Xiaoyu with a funny look and sighed: "You are so stupid. When my brother and I climbed Wentian Peak, he taught me to use my heavenly eyes to see the world..."
After spending a while, Hua Yu told Tantai Xiaoyu what Watson taught her.
Then he said quietly: "You can also try. Before your spiritual consciousness is cultivated, try opening your heavenly eyes. Don't believe your eyes."
After hearing this, Tantai Xiaoyu was speechless. After a moment of silence, he said quietly: "Is it possible that that guy is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger? Even your sister dares to cheat?"
"Who knows? Next time you see him, you can ask yourself."
Hua Yu poured her a cup of tea and chuckled: "The pressure of Wentian Peak makes you not even want to climb, but my brother never stopped for a day, right?"
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In the autumn wind, the forests on Wentian Peak are dyed golden.
For the first time, Liao Chen accompanied Watson to the top of the peak. The master and apprentice sat quietly in the pavilion, staring at the white tower in front of them in a daze.
Liao Chen thought Watson didn't know the story of the White Tower, so he told him the scene that happened thousands of years ago.
Before Master could finish speaking, Watson opened his mouth for a long time and couldn't close it.
I thought that the scenes I had dreamed about actually happened, and the place I was going to was really the abyss under Wentian Peak.
After saying this, Liao Chen took out a brocade bag and handed it to Watson, and said quietly: "There is some dry food in it, which should be enough for you to eat for a month."
Watson sighed and smiled bitterly: "The disciple learned everything that happened thousands of years ago in his dream... Master, do you think I can conquer the devil under the abyss with this little ability?"
Liao Chen also sighed: "Back then, the abbot made himself a part of Wentian Peak just to suppress these demons. Thousands of years have passed, and we have been unable to find a solution..."
"No one can enter the abyss under Wentian Peak if they cannot understand the Demon-Conquering Sword. If the demons in the abyss are not eliminated, the abbot cannot enter reincarnation..."
Liao Chen shed tears as he spoke and murmured to himself: "We all wanted to go to the abyss, but Wentian Peak chose you in the end!"
When Watson heard this, he finally understood why no one in Yunqi Temple could understand this demon-conquering sword technique after thousands of years.
Without the formless Dharmakaya, how can we subjugate and eliminate demons?
It seems that everything has its own destiny. No matter whether you want it or not, you have to go down into the abyss. At worst, if you can't beat it, just run away.
Thinking of this, Watson couldn't help but ask: "Master, how many levels are there in the abyss below? What do the demons inside look like? Can the disciple do it alone?"
Liao Chen smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I only know that the demon inside is getting stronger and stronger as you go deeper. However, no one knows how many layers there are. Everything needs to be explored slowly by you.
Watson heard that it was okay, as long as he didn't encounter the demons in the Nascent Soul Realm when he first entered.
With his own physical strength and the failure of the demon-suppressing sword, he may not be unable to fight.
Thinking of this, Watson suddenly felt proud, looked at Chen and asked: "Master, how can this disciple go to the abyss?"
Liao Chen pointed to a line of tadpole-shaped scriptures at the bottom of the White Tower and said: "If you read that line of scriptures, there will be a passage there."
Hua Yan followed his master's eyes, thinking about everything that happened in the dream, and unconsciously recited six ancient sutras.
There was a buzzing sound, and a thick golden light shone in front of the white tower. In an instant, a golden passage appeared in front of the master and disciple. "
Taking a deep breath, Watson clasped hands with Chen and said, "Master, take care, disciple."
Before Chen Chen could reply, Watson stepped into the passage filled with golden light...
