The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 121: Immortals, the Buddhist Kingdom of Hell

Wow!
The talisman turned into green smoke and floated towards a certain direction along with the breath of the tall and thin young man.

Liang Yue's soul turned into nothingness, and then he moved forward underground.

The earth is dark and gloomy, and the soul senses all directions.

This place is not far away.

The range of the Night Wandering God is nine hundred feet, which is a circle with a diameter of nine hundred feet, nearly six miles.

……

Inside the secret room, the oil lamp was dim.

Chang Bohong opened the book and told stories to his disciples.

"In ancient times, there were immortals and gods. After the immortals and gods died, there was no longer any way to cultivate immortality in the world. The method of internal strength originated in ancient times, and later became a unique skill passed down by word of mouth in aristocratic families, so it is not recorded in history books."

"In the early and middle period of the Liang Dynasty, the Taoist priest Lingbao spread the secret method widely. From then on, the martial arts of the aristocratic families became the martial arts of the sects, and then the Northern Wei Dynasty followed suit."

"In the beginning, each family had different levels of martial arts. Now the levels are divided by spiritual treasures: [Postnatal Three Levels, Innate, Great Innate]. Three levels. Back then, Xie Xuan, Sima Daozi, Liu Yu, and Liang Yue might have been [Great Innate]."

"Above the Great Innate, one can discover ancient relics and combine them with the power of gods and demons to achieve the realm of Zhenwu. Of course, most sects do not recognize the existence of the realm of Zhenwu, but we do, and our leader is at the Zhenwu realm."

"Legend has it that Lingbao Taoist is an ancient immortal god who has lived for hundreds of years and possesses the secret of immortality. If we find the Lingbao ruins, we will know the secret of immortality."

"There is another theory. Lingbao is a descendant of the Sun family who was one of the five immortals who transformed themselves into corpses. After the demise of the Sun family, Liang Yue raised the orphans of the Sun family. From the early years of the Liu Song Dynasty to the tenth year of Kaiping in the Liang Dynasty, it was nearly 120 years. This is the lifespan of a master above the Great Innate."

Chang Bohong cleared his throat and closed the densely packed clues.

Written on it are clues such as Huashan, Pingcheng Luliang Mountain, Kuaiji Mountain, and Lingbao Biyou.

The light of the oil lamp flickered, and it seemed as if there was a wind in the closed room. Chang Bohong didn't know why, but he felt as if a thorn in his back was.

Liang Yue's spirit stood in the corner and eavesdropped.

The warriors in this world have very sharp senses. Although they cannot detect themselves, they still show signs of stress.

"Lingbao, Liang Yue..."

It seems that the words Liang Yue and Ling Bao are separated after all.

Come to think of it, Liang Yue was born in 365, 624, two hundred and fifty-nine years.

If I believe that I am still alive, doesn't that mean I am really a god in this world?

This also includes Liang Yan’s contribution in erasing history for himself.

Of course, even if it is occasionally circulated, few people believe it.

In today's world of developing internal strength, it is easy for later generations to look at problems based on their own perceptions.

"As an ancient Zhenwu, Lingbao Taoist must have some secrets. We must look for more clues about Lingbao or other immortal relics."

Chang Bohong closed the book, his eyes like a sharp blade in the night.

The young man did not answer, but was immersed in the story, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The number one warrior a hundred years ago broke the shackles of the aristocratic family, laid the foundation of the Liang family, and changed the history books with the power of a warrior.

What a heroic spirit this is.

This is the true style of martial arts.

"I don't believe that Lingbao is a god. The second statement may be more reasonable." said the tall and thin young man.

"It is obvious that if Lingbao is a deity, he would have been over 200 years old from the early years of the Liu Song Dynasty to now. With Lingbao's martial arts skills, he would have unified the country long ago."

This is a question that all those who believe that Lingbao is a god cannot answer. They cannot explain why Lingbao did so much but always disappeared halfway.

"There's nothing we can do. After all, we've been sleeping for decades." Liang Yue suddenly spoke.

"Who?" Chang Bohong turned his head suddenly.

Next, a horrifying scene appeared.

At this time, the Dharma image of the void appeared, and the Yin God with black and white Dharma patterns on his body appeared.

Bang bang bang!

The four fires turned into fist-sized fireballs.

boom!
The tall and thin young man was blown into two halves by the fireball, without even leaving his name.

Wow!
The fireball blew Chang Bohong's body into pieces, and the body of this first-class acquired master was also very strong.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Chang Bohong suppressed his inner fear, gritted his teeth, and drew out the dagger from his waist.

Whoosh!
The dagger imbued with internal force turned into a stream of light and shot towards him.

"Yes, internal force can also cause damage to the soul." Liang Yue was also intentionally testing the power of internal force.

It seems that I have to be more careful next time. Although the soul ignores the sword attacks of ordinary people, it still has some effect on weapons attached with internal force, or black dog blood, or rooster blood.

Whoosh!
The Night Wandering God fixed the dagger with his mind, and the dagger turned around and pierced Chang Bohong's heart.

Chang Bohong fell to the ground and before he died, he stared at Liang Yue and squeezed out a few words with great effort.

"Are you the Lingbao Taoist?"

Seeing Liang Yue didn't say anything, Chang Bohong closed his eyes with satisfaction. Dying at the hands of the legendary immortal figure was a worthy death.

The master and the disciple were reduced to ashes.

Liang Yue hovered above the desk and used his divine sense to move all the books over.

Crash...

All the books were flipping through, most of which were letters exchanged with superiors. This person was a very skilled spies, he never used his name or revealed his address, and he spoke in code.

Others record history and stories, as well as the power of sects.

Liang Yue also knew what happened in ancient times.

Emperor Wu of Liang ruled for seventy years. In his later years, he began to let the Liang family disperse. During this period, a strange thing happened. Liang's direct disciples died suddenly and mysteriously within ten years.

In his later years, Liang Yan burned himself to death in Yongning Pagoda. The Liang Dynasty lasted for two generations but eventually fell into warlords' infighting and perished.

Some people say that the Liang family has moved overseas.

"A unified dynasty, a thousand-year-old family, but Yan'er finally chose the latter and lived in seclusion from the world." Liang Yue thought.

Liang Yan must have been frightened by the sight of the demise of royal families in other dynasties, or he felt deeply powerless in his northern expedition.

The military force of the Liang Dynasty was very strong in the late period, but it did not have the ability to occupy for a long time. The size gap between the Southern and Northern Dynasties was too large. Historically, the Northern Expedition could only be achieved if the South was stronger than the North.

History turns a page.

"Youdu..."

The force that Chang Bohong is loyal to is Youdu, and the only respectful titles he has to his superiors are "Shang" and "Gong".

The leader of Youdu is called "Leader" or "Emperor".

"Who is it?" Liang Yue was a little curious.

My intuition told me that this must be the descendant of a famous person from a hundred years ago, not a young person like Li Shimin or Li Yuan.

Liang Yue opened the Dharma Eye between his eyebrows and scanned the room.

Finally, I found a secret compartment in the corner.

He went over and opened the secret compartment, revealing a handful of straw, three Ganoderma lucidum, and ten lotus seeds.

With a glance, the Dharma Eyes saw that this thing was indeed a spiritual herb. "Not bad, I got something."

After searching again, he didn't find any so-called cultivation method. Judging from the demonic aura on them, the "authority" to practice internal energy should be in the hands of the superiors.

Liang Yue burned the place down.

Tongtian saves people, Lingbao kills people.

The two do not interfere with each other.

The wandering god escaped underground and returned to the mansion.

Under the willow tree, a young scholar in a green robe and a futou opened his eyes, and a red line flashed between his eyebrows.

He then stood up and returned to the secret room, conjuring up the Tianshi Ding and other materials.

The Dharma eye can identify the magical herbs, and true fire rises from the cauldron.

The Dharma Eye always pays attention to the subtle changes in the elixir.

"The black rabbit gallops down to the Jade Sky, and moves towards the Jade Pot like a river cart."

Wenwu practices true elixir, and golden crystals fly behind his elbows.

Three golden crystal pills for nourishing the soul were produced.

After taking the pill, the powerful medicinal power swept through the body.

The range of his spiritual thoughts was growing slightly, and it was stronger than the medicinal power of the elixir he had practiced before.

"It's really a good era." Liang Yue said in surprise.

When Xuanwu, who was standing by, heard this, he immediately came over on all fours.

The big eyes on the turtle's head stare at its owner.

"What? Just one at most." Liang Yue fed one of the pills to Xuanwu.

"I'll give you more later." Liang Yue touched Xuanwu's head, "Wait until the master has figured out the method of turtle internal force, then I'll give you the training. From now on, you'll be responsible for guarding the gate, and I'll definitely have enough pills."

When Xuanwu heard his master's empty promises, he nodded excitedly and began to fantasize about a life with plenty of elixirs in the future.

"Okay, go to bed."

Liang Yue sent Xuanwu away.

There is also a Huodou Reincarnation Pill in the Shan Gui jade pendant, but now is obviously not the time.

The next day, Liang Yue went to the clinic for treatment as usual.

The number of patients gradually increased, and Liang Yue was a little overwhelmed.

The clinic's medicine costs thousands of strings of cash.

"Why not donate it?" Liang Yue thought, and he thought of someone.

……

Jinchangfang, a private residence.

It’s a small house with a bamboo door and a cramped environment.

In the courtyard, a handsome monk was reciting scriptures. The weather was hot and made people anxious, but the monk was contented.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Where is Master Xuanzang?"

Xuanzang went over to open the door and saw a young man standing outside.

"Who is your Excellency?"

"I am a wandering doctor, nicknamed Tongtian, and I have come to pay my respects to the Master."

"Please sit down. Don't mind the simple meal." Xuanzang had vaguely heard of Liang Yue's name.

"It's okay. I'll come after dinner."

Liang Yue went straight to the point and explained his purpose.

"Please help me with the alms."

"Please have mercy, benefactor."

Xuanzang clasped his hands together.

The two chatted about astronomy, geography, and even Buddhist scriptures.

Xuanzang discovered that the young man before him had extraordinary insight and erudition.

"A person with wisdom."

Liang Yue also discovered that this person was extremely talented.

There are some things that don’t make you better than others just because you are older. In some areas, a flash of genius is enough to surpass someone else’s lifetime of hard thinking.

Not putting on airs as a senior and asking for advice from capable people is the correct way to practice.

In the next two months, Liang Yue often communicated with Xuanzang.

Occasionally, I would learn martial arts from him.

Using only internal force without divine consciousness, Liang Yue, who is second-rate after birth, is no match for Xuanzang, who is innate.

Xuanzang seemed to be practicing a special Buddhist meditation method, perhaps this person could sense his own soul.

This day.

Xuanzang's study.

Liang Yue was reading Buddhist texts.

There are no martial arts techniques here, only Buddhist scriptures. After all, no one would leave their own unique skills lying around.

Xuanzang read through Indian classics, while Liang Yue was looking for something else.

Finally, I found the palm leaf manuscript in the corner, with the translation of the scripture below.

Book on the top: Secret method of visualizing the hellfire.

This is a magic spell that uses divine thoughts to unfold the Buddha's hell of fire.

Xuanzang's voice sounded nearby.

"This is the secret method of the ancient Buddhist immortals. This is where I learned the method of the Tathagata Palm."

After saying that, Xuanzang demonstrated it and pushed out with one palm.

His divine thoughts penetrated his body, making people feel as if they were in a Buddhist kingdom with raging fire, purple gold and white jade.

When he came to his senses, his palm was already in front of him, and his internal energy turned into flames, which were extremely hot.

Of course, this was the result of Liang Yue's deliberate perception. These thoughts and techniques that could influence others were useless to him.

"What a great Tathagata Palm."

Liang Yue smiled.

The Night Wandering God should be able to practice this kind of visualization magic.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)