Wang Mang was completely immersed in the invisible Tao Yun.
All his feelings are constantly sublimating, getting closer to that indescribable existence.
Compared with that existence, he was as small as Sha Shuo - no, even smaller than Sha Shuo, so small that even Wang Mang himself couldn't describe it.
But now, that vast and boundless existence has granted him permission to pay his respects!
An indescribable sense of joy flooded into my heart, surpassing all pleasures, surpassing all sensuality, and stronger than all desires!
A mere mortal body is so insignificant in front of such an existence, but an insignificant mortal has gained His favor at this time!
Joy, fulfillment, joy, joy, admiration, admiration, excitement. Countless positive emotions came one after another. At this moment, he became the happiest person in the world.
"Wang Lang?!"
Until a exclamation appeared, which seemed quite harsh among the countless positive emotions.
However, this little noise did not affect him at all.
Wang Mang's eyes gradually became infatuated. Originally, he only had the strength to practice Zang Zang, but there was a faint trace of Buddha's light emerging on his body.
There was a swarm of true energy, constantly flushing his body, completing the Qi and blood barrier at an almost unbelievable speed that should have taken more than ten years of hard work to slowly complete.
The five internal organs were pulled by the invisible force, and the true energy surged almost violently, telling the story of the earth-shaking changes.
Until a series of extremely weird syllables abruptly shattered Wang Mang's ongoing transformation.
The syllables were extremely long and vast. When recited, it seemed like hundreds of words were stacked on top of each other. It didn't look like they were uttered by humans at all.
The Holy Maiden of White Lotus clasped her hands together, tightly kneading them together, and recited weird and peculiar syllables from her mouth. Every time she recited a word, her body would inevitably shake a few times, and even her skin would ache.
Amidst that weird sound, Wang Mang seemed to have been snatched back by a pair of big hands from high in the sky.
A sense of frustration of losing everything inevitably swarmed in, and even the heart seemed to be grasped by those big hands. It was empty and it was extremely uncomfortable!
"No!!!"
Wang Mang suddenly shouted in harmony, with a ferocious face like a demon in the forest. He shouted in excitement and pain, trying to block the weird syllables.
But it's no use.
In the playing of that syllable, all the sense of fulfillment and joy were quickly fading away, as if he had gained the whole world - no, it should be something more beautiful than the whole world.
But now, he can only face the cold reality, and can no longer get close to that majestic, boundless and all-embracing figure!
"Wang Lang!"
Seeing that Wang Mang finally came to his senses, Saint White Lotus finally stopped reciting. Blood slipped from the corner of his mouth. She didn't bother to wipe it off. She rushed over to hug him and said eagerly: "Are you okay?!"
Consciousness returns completely at this moment.
Wang Mang finally woke up. His chest was rising and falling at an extremely fast speed. The extremely intense pain spread to every part of his body. It seemed that every meridian, every piece of flesh and blood, and even every piece of bone marrow was groaning. .
Even the blood seemed extremely hot, as hot as lava.
Heat steamed up from his body, and his skin turned a completely abnormal bright red color.
Especially that cheek, which is not very handsome, with eyes wide open, bloodshot, and twisted together, but it is as simple and dignified as an ancient Buddha, exceptionally harmonious, and has a majestic law that cannot be looked directly at!
Wang Mang let Saint White Lotus hold him, unable to say a word.
Sensing something strange, the White Lotus Saint put him on the dry shore and waited anxiously for Wang Mang to recover.
After a long while, when the severe pain in his body finally subsided a little, Wang Mang finally regained his strength and turned his head hard, no longer looking at the ancient and majestic statue that covered the sky and the sun.
"Then what is that?!"
A dry and hoarse voice came from his throat. Wang Mang's voice had never been so low. It didn't sound like a human voice, but more like a puppet talking.
The White Lotus Saint held his hand, and the other palm was working hard to carry his blood. When she heard Wang Mang's question, she whispered: "That is the inanimate old mother believed in in the religion."
It is true that there are many factions in the White Lotus Sect, but the most well-known saying, and even the saying that everyone in the sect is familiar with, is definitely "a vacuum homeland, a birthless old mother"!
This eight-character mantra symbolizes the most fundamental teachings of the White Lotus Sect!
According to the teachings: The Inanimate Mother is an ancient Buddha in heaven who has no birth or death. She wants to save her children from the earthly world and return to heaven to avoid disasters. This heaven is the vacuum home, which is the paradise that countless people are looking forward to.
The teachings of the White Lotus Sect also believe that there are two forces fighting each other in the world, called the light and dark sects. Ming is light, which represents goodness and truth; darkness is darkness, which represents sin and irrationality. There is a constant struggle between these two aspects, past, present and future.
Buddhism says that there are three ancient Buddhas in the past, present and future.
But in the White Lotus Sect, the three Buddhas are just the crowd of the Inanimate Mother, the Buddhas sent by the Inanimate Mother to save the lower world.
If you are in the White Lotus Sect, you may have never met the leader of the White Lotus Sect, but if you don’t know Wusheng Old Mother, then I’m sorry, you’re not familiar with her!
"Is that the Wusheng Old Mother?"
Wang Mang bared his teeth and kept sucking in air. He tried hard to think back carefully about everything he had just seen. However, his brain seemed to have been shaken. Except for the ridiculously big night pearl, he couldn't think of anything else. Pick up every detail of the statues that connect the sky and the earth!
He had clearly seen it very clearly before, and even had the illusion of being embraced by that existence!
But now it's as if an invisible hand has erased all the imprints in his mind, leaving him with a sense of awe, but he can't recall the appearance of the statue at all.
This weird feeling lingered, and he didn't dare to look again. Wang Mang immediately asked: "Weren't you affected? For what reason?!"
The strength of the White Lotus Saint is not much different from his. It stands to reason that since he was completely immersed in it, the White Lotus Saint would not be spared.
But the fact is that the White Lotus Saint not only did not appear in his condition, she even had the energy to come and save him!
"No, I just felt very surprised and very close. But what happened to Wang Lang? You just used your true energy to attack the energy and blood barrier, and you almost died from it!" said the White Lotus Saint. .
"We are all masters of visceral training. We can't take special care of you just because Wusheng Laomu sounds like a girl, right?"
His burning head caused all his thoughts to scatter. Wang Mang shook his head to get rid of these somewhat irrelevant thoughts, "Besides this, is there anything else that is different?"
"Maybe it's because of the White Lotus Heart Sutra?"
The White Lotus Saint hesitated for a moment and continued: "What I used to save you is the White Lotus Heart Sutra. This is a useless Heart Sutra that a saint must master, but if you can't learn it, you will definitely not be able to become the White Lotus Saint. "
"I remember you told me. Among the people who grew up with you, there were many who were more talented in martial arts and more outstanding in appearance than you, but they were the only ones who couldn't learn the final sacred text of the White Lotus Heart Sutra. The identity of a woman falls on you.”
Wang Mang thought thoughtfully and sighed: "I'm afraid if I want to get in touch with the White Lotus inheritance, there is no way I can stop such strange things without the White Lotus Heart Sutra!"
Thinking of this, Wang Mang cursed in his heart.
The ridiculous White Lotus Sect, not to mention there are so many restrictions outside, the real inheritors can't even read the "White Lotus Heart Sutra" without learning it!
The problem is that the White Lotus Heart Sutra requires very high qualifications. The White Lotus Sect has indeed existed in all dynasties, but not every generation has the White Lotus Saint. You can imagine the difficulty of the White Lotus Heart Sutra.
Although he had arrived at the gate of the White Lotus inheritance, but could only enter the treasure mountain in vain, Wang Mang's depression was beyond words.
"Wait a minute, if it can't work without the White Lotus Heart Sutra, what does the leader of the White Lotus think? He hasn't mastered the White Lotus Heart Sutra either!"
In a flash of thought, Wang Mang discovered something was wrong.
He also doesn't know the White Lotus Heart Sutra, so why can the leader of the White Lotus judge whether he can or not?
Could it be that the Grandmaster could withstand that strange influence?
"Wang Wang doesn't understand the White Lotus Heart Sutra, but he has read it." The White Lotus Saint said in a low voice.
"I"
Wang Mang was about to say that he almost died here, but he paused as soon as he said a word.
What would have happened if the White Lotus Saint hadn't used the White Lotus Heart Sutra to save him?
Will he play to death on his own?
What would happen if I didn't die?
It’s scary to think about it!
"How about you go and see it, I won't go."
Wang Mang lay on the ground and simply closed his eyes, "I suspect that thing was left by an immortal. It's not like I haven't seen a martial arts master before. I was the first apprentice taught by Mozi. I'm sure the master didn't have that." Otherwise, why would we need to slowly preach the concept?
The inheritance left by the immortal should have a predestined relationship. I probably have no predestined relationship with the White Lotus inheritance. "
The martial arts master is already the pinnacle of this world. Apart from the vague and missing immortals, the martial arts master is the pinnacle of great power that is truly accessible and exists in the world.
What a martial arts master cannot do, only the legendary immortals can do.
The White Lotus inheritance has great origins!
The lowest level must be left by the immortals.
But no matter what, Wang Mang didn't want to try it a second time. Even if he entered Baoshan and returned empty-handed, it would be better than using himself as a guinea pig.
"At worst, we can go back and catch a few evil-doing guys and find a way to bring them in. Let's try them first." Wang Mang said in a deep voice.
"How about I try reciting the White Lotus Heart Sutra?"
The White Lotus Saint raised her eyebrows slightly. This place is secretive, and it would take a lot of hardships to get there.
Even though the two of them had tried their best to get together, catching a few people and bringing them in for experiments sounded wonderful, but in fact, ordinary mortals had long been suffocated to death, so how could they be brought here alive?
As for catching a master who has also mastered the dirty skills, even if the other party is willing to hold his breath and come in together, the risk is still too high.
If their strength increases greatly after watching, the two of them may not be able to withstand it!
After all, no one dares to say what the uses of the things left by the immortals are. What if you fall in love with an outsider?
"Can you hold on?" Wang Mang asked in surprise.
"It's okay if it doesn't need to be driven by infuriating energy."
The White Lotus Saint nodded slightly and began to chant almost instinctively.
Wang Mang sounded like he knew every byte, but when he listened carefully, he had no idea what he was talking about.
"If something goes wrong, just wake me up!"
Wang Mang nodded and looked at the statue again.
That special power did not come back again. I don't know whether it was because the White Lotus Saint was reciting the White Lotus Heart Sutra, or whether it was only effective for the first time. Wang Mang was surprised to find that he was not affected again!
This time, he finally saw it clearly.
It was indeed a statue carved on the mountain wall. It was completely different from the dignified and majestic Wang Mang imagined. The statue actually looked like a kind old man, sitting on a lotus platform with thirty-six petals. Above, loving and peaceful eyes are watching everything in front.
Countless luminous pearls the size of millstones surround Him, emitting light like stars dancing together in the sky.
He held his hands slightly forward. There was a night-light pearl as big as a house, with black and white Qi constantly circulating inside.
It was as if the places of light and darkness in the world mentioned in the White Lotus teachings truly appeared in front of Him!
Countless smaller luminous pearls are also spread out next to the thirty-six-petal lotus platform. There are all kinds of strange lights inside, as if there are endless creatures living, old, sick and dying in it, repeating the cycle.
As expected, that place is probably the vacuum hometown in the metaphorical meaning of the White Lotus Sect!
Wang Mang licked his lips, feeling that his mouth was dry, and he said without words: "The luminous pearls built in here, if you take any one outside, they are all-powerful treasures, but here they are only worthy of decoration."
Saint White Lotus glared at him, and after seeing that he was indeed not affected, her chanting slowed down slightly.
That special power probably really faded away, Wang Mang nodded to her.
Saint White Lotus then stopped reciting and said: "In fact, the old mother Wusheng is not the only name. In the religion, she is also called the ancient mother, grandmother, ancient Buddha, Wusheng mother, old Wusheng, old ancient Buddha, and Shuanyuan. The Ancestor, the Infinite Old Mother, the Infinite Holy Mother, the Inanimate Holy Mother, the Golden Mother of the Yaochi, the Holy Mother of the Cloud Pan, the True Governor of all the spirits in the ten directions in the three realms of heaven and earth. Innate Ancestor."
With so many names and taboos, she just wanted to give them all the honors to one person. If she hadn't been a saint, she would not have been able to remember so many titles.
"It's pretty awesome anyway, right?"
Wang Mang glanced around and aimed at the bottom of the thirty-six-petal lotus platform. There was a door-like pattern there, "How should we get in?"
With the previous lesson in mind, he didn't want to try again to see if forcing his way in would trigger something terrible.
"this"
The White Lotus Saint hesitated for a moment, followed some special guidance and understanding in her heart, walked to the door under the thirty-six-petal lotus platform, and began to chant softly.
This time, Wang Mang heard clearly.
"A vacuum hometown, a birthless mother."
White Lotus Sect, eight-character mantra!
The White Lotus Saint's voice echoed in the somewhat empty hollow, and the thirty-six-petal lotus leaves on the thirty-six-petal lotus platform where Wusheng Old Mother sat began to tremble slightly and shrink.
Thirty-six luminous pearls also bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if the fairy palace had opened up, revealing one corner, and the auspicious aura was everywhere.
At the same time, the closed stone door at the bottom of the lotus platform slowly opened.
The bright light shines from within, clearly from an unknown place deep underground. In an instant, it seems as if a blazing sun is rising!
The immortal inheritance finally shows its traces!
PS: Py a book written by a friend of the author, which is about mixed martial arts.
Wu Shang traveled through the world of mixed martial arts, awakened the god-level storyteller system, and started the storyteller immortality world.
"The Tyrannosaurus is roaring on the desert island, the gods are mourning in the dead city, illusion is fishing for luck, and the false gods are grabbing faith..."
"Why was the Buddha nailed to the city wall and the Taoist ancestor's body was smashed into pulp?!"
…
Starting from the moment when the genius goddess Lan Nuowu broke through the void, the curtain of the immortal world slowly unfolded.
A song called "Zu Shen Yao" made everyone who listened to the book shed tears.
(End of chapter)
