Embers of Sword

Chapter 316: The Sea of ​​Qianyuan

"The Bronze Man Wall... was demolished?"

"I am not wrong, right?!"

At the top of Hongshan Mountain, there was a commotion and everyone was stunned.

The spread-out golden tablets were obscured by smoke and dust, the big bell kept ringing, and golden arhats were thrown out mercilessly one after another and hit the bell. Even though Hongshan was shrouded in the rules of the Buddhist kingdom, there was still a magnificent sound that reached the top of the mountain and did not stop for a long time!

Even watching this scene through the golden tablet was so shocking.

Kuang Lun discussed those practitioners who stood in front of the third level and witnessed Xie Zhen demolishing the wall with his own eyes.

At this moment, Wu Yue, Shang Yi, and a group of guest officials from the aristocratic families of the Da Chu Imperial City were all stunned.

Thank you for coming.

They all tried to break through by ringing the bell, and all failed.

This bronze wall at the third level is truly solid and indestructible.

Even if the cave is perfect, if you step into it, you will not get any good results.

But how long has it been?!

When the bell stopped ringing, the surface of the bell was already full of pits and holes. The temple with red walls and white tiles had been completely demolished. The array symbols engraved with Sanskrit floated in the wind and were scattered in the air along with the fine rain.

"This... do we still need to break through?"

A monk from the Imperial City hesitated for a moment and asked uncertainly.

The third level of the Dapudu Temple is the Bronze Man Wall.

But now these bronze men have been knocked unconscious and the walls have been demolished.

How can I get through this without the third level?
"What the hell is this? You'd be a bastard if you don't take advantage of an opportunity!"

Another guest from a noble family, seeing this scene, sneered and walked directly towards the temple.

The great formation has been destroyed.

This temple also lost its previous golden protection.

Obviously, this so-called third level no longer exists.

"I know Xie Zhen's methods are very rough, but this is... too rough."

Shang Yi smiled bitterly, looked at the fallen bell with a complicated expression, and couldn't help but sigh.

This bronze wall stopped her for several hours.

After experiencing dozens of failures, Shang Yi rested here, intending to adjust his breath and try again... But now, the bronze wall has been demolished, and there is no need for him to continue trying.

The people who were stopped at the third level were worried that they would be punished if they entered the temple.

But after the guest from the noble family entered the temple, there was nothing unusual.

Everyone followed suit, leaving the place and moving forward.

Behind the Bronze Man Wall is the Golden Body Tower.

The Buddhist disciple Miaozhen is at the top of the tower, waiting for the "predestined person" to come.

"Fairy Shang...it's getting late."

Wu Yue took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and said sincerely: "If we don't set off now, we won't be able to see the most exciting show."

Xie Zhen’s speed is indeed fast enough.

It took only a few dozen breaths from entering the third level to leaving.

Not only did he break through the Bronze Wall, he also demolished an entire formation with ease.

At this rate.

Stepping onto the Golden Body Tower would probably be extremely fast.

……

……

There was continuous drizzle at the top of Hongshan Mountain.

The golden light of the Buddha's kingdom diffused among the clouds. The Golden Body Pagoda was shrouded in mist, emitting a faint golden glow and the sound of slight Buddhist chanting.

"Donor, please stop here."

A childish sigh was heard among the clouds.

The Buddhist chanting was like a silk thread, spreading flatly and interspersed in the mist. As the sighing sound spread, the clouds and mist also spread.

A tall figure in red armor was trapped in the middle of the golden line.

This red armor is extremely eye-catching and extremely gorgeous. Each dragon scale seems to have life, coming alive, breathing along with its owner, spreading and converging...

This is a spiritual treasure of extremely high quality, surpassing the tenth grade!
But even such a magical treasure still cannot break through the limitations of the "Golden Sea".

The red armor gave off countless rays of light, which eventually condensed into a large sun, landing on the center of the red armor owner's eyebrows... Inside the scalding large sun, a small ancient mirror was suspended.

This is the true appearance of the Red Armored Spirit Treasure.

"Donor Yuwen, why are you struggling?"

Another long sigh.

The golden thread that shuttled through the clouds and mist suddenly tightened, cutting the red armor into tiny white marks.

Yuwen Zhong gritted his teeth, raised his head, and stared unwillingly at the child in cloth clothes who was surrounded by countless Sanskrit sounds in the center of the Golden Sea.

After all, he is the strongest of this generation in Qiantian Palace.

think carefully.

After taking the throne of the Son of God and leaving Qiantian Palace, it seemed that he never won any fight he fought!
It would be fine if I lost to a monster like Xie Zhen!

I traveled thousands of miles to the Dapudu Temple, but I didn’t even get to see Miaozhen!

He now lost to a young monk who looked less than ten years old!
"Are you kidding me?!"

Yuwen Zhong's eyes widened with anger: "Let's do it again! This time I will definitely be able to make it through this golden sea!"

"..."

The young monk Miyun, who was sitting in the middle of the golden sea, smiled bitterly: "Master Yuwen, you have come here thirteen times. I have debated with you thirteen times, and you have lost every time... There are some things that, if you can't do them now, you will never be able to do them in your lifetime. Accept the reality, you are not destined to climb the Golden Body Tower. Even if I let you go, you can't break my uncle's golden body."

"I do not believe!"

Yuwen Zhong said in a deep voice: "Where are the other two guys!"

There were more than one person who passed through the Bronze Wall.

In addition to Yuwen Zhong, there are two others... They are both much older secular guests who have stayed in the Cave Heaven Realm for a long time and have already achieved perfection in their cultivation, and have even condensed a nearly complete power of the Dao.

"Donor Yuwen can rest assured. The same goes for the other two."

Miyun clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes slightly. "The last level of climbing to the top of the Golden Body Pagoda is called 'Pin Fate'. On the surface, you only need to debate with the little monk, but in fact... under the golden sea of this Buddhist country, only those who are truly destined can break through the layers of golden lines and successfully climb to the top of the pagoda. You can't do it, and they can't do it either."

Yuwen Zhong felt much better after hearing this.

But he was still angry: "Fanyin Temple said they welcome heroes from all over the world... Since they don't want to let them go, why not do it openly?!"

"Master Yuwen, this is wrong."

Miyun said softly, "There are so many predestined connections in the world that it is impossible for people like you and me to see them clearly. Even a figure like my uncle never thought that there was more than one predestined person in the Buddha Kingdom of the Great Pudu Temple before he arrived at the Great Chu Imperial City."

"More than one..."

Yuwen Zhong frowned.

He vaguely grasped a very important message.

It seems that the layers of measures set up by the Fanyin Temple were originally designed just for one person.

"There's nothing to keep secret."

Miyun said calmly, "The golden light array, the Brahma forest, the bronze human wall, and this Qianyuan Sea were actually all prepared for the Taoist 'Junshan Zhenren'... Before the journey to the west, the uncle-master determined that Junshan was the biggest enemy of this trip. He wanted to use the 'Buddha Kingdom' of the Great Pudu Temple to see through Junshan Zhenren's trump card. But Junshan Zhenren didn't even join the game."

Yuwen Zhong, who had entered the Dapudu Temple early, had no idea what was happening next.

He asked in confusion: "Master Junshan didn't join the game, so who is your uncle waiting for?"

"..."

Miyun did not answer the question directly, but spoke in a deep voice.

"That person is coming soon."

The young monk slowly raised his head and looked into the distance. He felt nervous for no reason at this moment.

Miyun murmured in his heart: "I don't know what the famous 'Xie Zhen' looks like?"

Miyun traveled through mountains and rivers with his uncle and led the delegation from the Dali Dynasty to here. His only regret was that he failed to meet "Xie Zhen" that night at Tailing.

Everyone said that in this generation's competition for the Prodigy List, Xie Zhen would take the top spot!
There was chaos in Qingzhou, a great competition in Xuanshui, and the Northern Expedition was robbed.

After a series of events, the two dynasties of Da Chu and Da Li, and even the demon country thousands of miles away, all re-examined this young swordsman who suddenly appeared!

The Zen that Miyun practices is related to cause and effect.

Perhaps it was because Xie Zhen was too famous that it affected this journey to the west.

He always felt that his fate had intersected with Xie Zhen's—

This confusing overlapping feeling.

This made him extremely interested in the new master of Xuanshui Cave.

"We're finally meeting."

Miyun took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and looked carefully at the end of the golden sea of clouds.

He was ready and waiting for Xie Zhen's arrival.

……

……

After a while.

At the other end of the clouds, the light flickered, and a hint of black appeared in the golden sea.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi raised his head silently.

The distance from the Golden Light Array to the Golden Body Tower is actually not too far.

Some people need to go a lifetime.

He had only been gone for less than an hour, but even so, Xie Xuanyi's patience was almost exhausted.

Tear down the bronze wall as a "warning" to the person on the tower, telling him not to use any means to stop him or measure him...

It is a pity.

Miaozhen saw all this but remained indifferent.

There is this last level before the Golden Body Tower.

Xie Xuanyi was very sure that this was the core of the "Buddha Kingdom". All the rules surrounding the Great Pudu Temple originated from here. This seemingly illusory golden sea was floating with endless golden threads. These golden threads were related to fate and cause and effect. It seemed that at the end of this golden sea, there must be a monk sitting who was not much different from "Fa Yan" and "Fa Li".

The Golden Light Array and the Brahma Sound Forest test the cultivator's skills and abilities, as well as the depth of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Bronze Man Wall tests one's physical strength or the storage of vital energy.

There is actually nothing to test at this last level...

In addition to cause and effect, fate, and chance, these are invisible and intangible things that exist in the rules of Buddhism.

"Thank you, benefactor, you are here."

really.

After Xie Xuanyi stepped into the Golden Sea, a gentle greeting sounded in his ears.

This voice continued to echo under the cover of the Golden Sea Rules, making it impossible to tell the direction or whether it was real or fake. However, one could vaguely recognize... that this was the voice of a child, not the "old monk" that he had imagined.

"..."

Xie Xuanyi did not respond, but slowly lowered his eyelids.

He silently sensed the direction of the owner of the voice.

At the end of the golden sea, Miyun said in a voice as gentle as the spring breeze: "Thank you, benefactor. This place is called 'Qianyuan Sea'. I see you are in a hurry, but there is no need to worry... Qianyuan Sea is the last level of the Great Pudu Temple today. As long as you can win the debate with me, you can pass through this golden sea and see Master Miaozhen on the top of the golden tower."

The world is full of surprises.

Xie Xuanyi had never seen a blessed land like "Qianyuan Sea" before.

He tried to stretch out his palm.

The next moment, an extremely thin, long, sharp golden thread suddenly appeared between the clouds and mist, as if it had been hovering there, lying across the palm of his hand. If Xie Xuanyi had not withdrawn his hand in time... this golden thread would have cut him.

"Thank you, benefactor. The golden thread that ties the sea is one of the sharpest things in the world. These golden threads are endless and will choose to open or close according to the cause and effect between you and me."

"When we debate, you and I are connected and understand each other. This is a way to clarify cause and effect."

Miyun sighed and kindly advised, "Before the debate begins, it would be best if you don't act rashly...lest you get cut by the thread of life and suffer unnecessarily."

Speaking of which.

A loud shout rang out.

"Hey, hey, hey, thank you brother!"

Hearing the words "Thank you benefactor", Yuwen Zhong hurriedly shouted, "Xie Zhen, thank you benefactor... are you here? I'm here! Come here quickly!"

"..."

Miyun said resentfully, "Don't worry, your voice won't reach over there."

Hearing this, Yuwen Zhong hung his head in dejection.

But he quickly recovered his spirits and was full of energy: "So you were waiting for Xie Zhen... This guy can really fight Junshan! Can you let me go? I promise to pass the level well this time and never cause you any trouble again. In fact, it doesn't matter if I can't pass this level. The main thing is that I want to see Brother Xie's style!"

"Master Yuwen, you have said this thirteen times. Do you think I still believe it now?"

Miyun looked at this unreasonable guy helplessly.

Yuwen Zhong, the Holy Son of Qiantian Palace, is the most troublesome and difficult person he has ever encountered.

Qianyuanhai emphasizes cause and effect.

According to the rules, if you want to pass Jinhai, you must win the debate with yourself. It doesn’t matter if you fail in the debate. As long as the opponent does not choose to give up, Miyun will give you a chance to "try again".

But he just didn't want to let Yuwen Zhong do it again.

Because this guy tried thirteen times, and not once did he play by the rules.

Yuwen Zhong simply ignored the debate questions he raised.

Maybe it was because he couldn't understand, or maybe it was for other reasons, but every time a debate began, this guy would sacrifice the "Panxuan Mirror", possessed by the red armor, and rush towards the end of the golden sea with great force.

The extremely sharp golden thread of Qianyuanhai is actually just a "warning" -

Who would cross the red line and force his way into the sea of gold?
Only Yuwen Zhong!
In the end, the scene before our eyes was created——

Miyun could only use Qianyuanhai's golden thread to wrap up Panxuanhongjia layer by layer and wrap Yuwenzhong into a dumpling to stop him from moving forward!
Then Yuwen Zhong would curse, beg for mercy, and ask for another chance...

At the beginning, Miyun still had the patience to persuade.

Then give Yu Wenzhong another chance.

But later he discovered that this guy was completely taking advantage of his "kindness". Even if he was given a chance, Yuwen Zhong would not cherish it. This guy only wanted to break through the pass by force and conquer the Golden Sea!
I hope Xie Zhen won’t be like this…

Miyun prayed inwardly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

At present, Qianyuan Sea is still quiet and everything is fine.

The young monk adjusted his state and raised the question for this debate.

"Thank you, sir. May I ask..."

"What is fate?"

The sound traveled far away through the sea of clouds, spreading and echoing.

The sound of dense clouds echoed in Qianyuan Sea.

Ten breaths, twenty breaths...

Miyun clasped his hands together and waited patiently for a response.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and a strong bad premonition arose in his mind!
The young man in black standing at the end of the golden sea seemed to have been listening to the remaining sound of the debate with his head down.

However, twenty breaths later.

The young man in black raised his head little by little, changed direction, and looked towards the direction of the dense clouds through hundreds of clouds.

(End of this chapter)