Remodeling the World Remodeling Myth

Chapter 174 Making a Buddha
(Sorry, I was unwell yesterday, and the update is late today.)
Ten days ago, deep in the mountains and old forests, there was a mysterious canyon.

The steep cliffs on both sides of the canyon are like magic soldiers that go straight into the sky, unattainable.

The narrowest part of the inner mountain road is less than two meters away, and the widest part is only tens of meters away.Because of the special environment and structure, everything in the canyon looks a little dark and hazy, as if something terrifying is brewing.

The sun is clear tomorrow, but when you walk to the canyon, you feel as if you have entered an ice cave, and you feel cold from the bottom of your heart.

The two figures stood side by side, walking in the dark and cold canyon looking left and right, looking very cautious.One of them is Wuming Zen Master, and the two are Lingmengfan, the fairy of Cihang Jingzhai.

"found it!"

The two of them walked in the canyon for an unknown amount of time, when Zen Master Wuming suddenly stopped in front of a dead and thick old tree, and said in a low voice with joy on his face.

Lingmeng Fan looked around, but saw that the black as ink was only half a stump more than one meter high, and the upper part had already disappeared without a trace.Judging from the traces, it seems that he was struck by lightning and died, with obvious scorched black marks.

The most miraculous thing is that the surface of the ancient wood is as delicate as jade. If you stare at it for a long time, you will even have a feeling that your soul is out of your body.

Feeling his trance, Lingmeng Fan hurriedly turned his head and didn't dare to continue to look at Gumu, and said in horror: "What is this evil Gumu?"

"Soul-nourishing wood, also known as soul-eating wood." Zen Master Wu Ming seemed not to be affected by the ancient wood, and looked at the pitch-black ancient wood with excitement, with a slightly complicated voice.

Soul nourishing wood?
Lingmeng Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then he realized that he was surprised: "Could this be the soul-cultivating wood recorded in the records of the heavens?"

Zen Master Wuming was unexpectedly excited, and his words even seemed a bit incoherent: "Exactly, the poor monk searched for a long time according to the clues on the pictures of the heavens, and finally found the trace of the sacred tree. Blessed by the Buddha, really blessed by the Buddha."

Lingmengfan frowned her eyebrows that were as thin as willow leaves, and fell into deep thought.

Soul nourishing wood, born in places where yin qi gathers, has no fixed form, it can be a grass, an ancient tree, or a rock.It has the strange ability to lure living beings to dream and die next to it, but the souls of all living beings killed by the soul-nourishing wood will be swallowed by the soul-nourishing wood and become the nourishment for their continued growth.

Although the ancient wood is different, if it can be refined with special techniques, it can nourish the soul.

Lingmeng Fan recalled the characteristics of the soul-nourishing wood, and he was extremely vigilant in his heart. He no longer dared to be careless, and said in a concentrated voice: "Although this thing has magic, but it devours souls for nourishment, it is really the most evil thing in the world."

Zen Master Wuming suddenly changed the subject and said, "What do you think the current situation of my Buddhist sect is like, Fairy Ling?"

Lingmengfan didn't know why Zen master Wuming suddenly asked this question, but he answered truthfully, sighing: "It's like walking on thin ice, if you are not careful, you will be lost forever."

Whether it's the Quanzhen Sect or the Three Sects of Talismans and Seals, as long as they get the chance, they will definitely not let Buddhism go easily.In particular, Lin Lingsu, the head of the Taoist Shenxiao Sect, successfully broke through to a new realm not long ago, and left Little Wonderland as if rejuvenated.

What kind of person is Lin Lingsu, the person who hates Buddhism the most in the world. He wishes all the monks in the world would die and change temples into Taoist temples.

Such a character rejuvenates and leaves Wonderland with greatly increased strength.

Even if Lingmengfan thought about it with her crystal-clear little feet, she knew that Lin Lingsu definitely wanted to make trouble when she went back this time.

And Buddhism must bear the brunt of it.

Zen Master Wuming looked calm, did not express anything, and continued to ask: "The Fairy Ling thinks, how can my Buddhist sect break out of the predicament today."

This.

Lingmengfan groaned softly, and fell into deep thought and embarrassment.

Although I don't want to admit it, Buddhism has been suppressed by Taoism for decades, and its popularity among the people and its prestige among the powerful have reached an extremely dangerous level.

Especially now that the ancestor Zixiao who is related to Wang Chongyang of the Quanzhen Sect, and the ancient god Luya of the ancient heaven have appeared one after another, but the Buddhist gods have never responded at all, which makes ordinary people wonder whether the Buddha exists or not. Great doubt.

And if there is no Buddha, all Buddhist sutras and meanings will be false.

This is a knot, a knot that no one can untie.

Thinking of Zhang Shang's words that there are no Buddhas in the heavens, Lingmengfan showed a bitter smile, and sighed helplessly: "There is no solution to this situation."

A strange color flashed in Zen Master Wuming's eyes, and he said firmly, "There is a solution to this situation."

Lingmengfan looked at Zen Master Wuming in astonishment, not knowing what he meant, let alone why he was so confident.

In this era of the birth of gods and demons, the predicament of Buddhism cannot be solved by ordinary power, unless there is a Buddha in the world.

Wait, Buddha!

Lingmeng Fan suddenly thought of something, her cherry lips parted slightly and looked at the smiling Zen Master Wuming in astonishment, vaguely guessing the other party's plan.It's just that she still couldn't believe that Zen Master Wuming dared to do such a rebellious thing.

"The poor monk once heard that when Sakyamuni had never attained the supreme enlightenment, he met Zen Master Wuchao, a god-man, and he taught me the truth of Buddha, so that he could realize the great way of enlightenment." Zen master Wuming sat cross-legged under the soul-cultivating tree, with a solemn expression and a voice Hong Liang seems to be imparting true knowledge to his disciples.

Lingmengfan looked at the solemn Zen Master Wuming, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his expression was a little strange.She naturally understood the subtext of Zen Master Wuming, Taoism can create gods, why can't our Buddhist sect create Buddhas.

Although he was amazed and helpless by Zen Master Wuming's boldness, Lingmengfan was not carried away.If there is no true god, there is no hope of creating a Buddha, but now that the true god has appeared, how can a Buddha without miracles be convincing?

She seemed to be reminding, some seemed to be warning, and said: "However, the world has never seen the authentic work of Zen Master Wuchao, how can it be convinced?"

Zen Master Wuming took out a quaint golden scroll from his bosom, handed it to Lingmengfan, and said with a smile, "Hasn't the authentic work of Zen Master Wuchao already appeared?"

Lingmengfan took the scroll suspiciously, and then slowly opened it.

"Incense Confers the Gods"

When the big characters at the beginning of the scroll came into view, Lingmeng Fan could no longer calm down.Her face was full of shock, and her crystal-like jade hands couldn't help trembling, as if she was holding a heavy object.

Lingmengfan looked at the Art of Immortal Conferred God in his hand, and then looked at Zen Master Wuming who was smiling all over his face.

At this moment, she even had an uncontrollable greed.

take it away!
Zen Master Wuming doesn't understand martial arts, he can't stop himself!

Evil thoughts grew irresistibly, and countless devil-like voices sounded in his mind.

When Lingmengfan was almost unable to control her evil thoughts, Zen Master Wuming's voice woke her up: "This thing is given to the fairy. If the poor monk fails, I hope the fairy can leave some seeds for my Buddhism."

"what."

Hearing this, Lingmengfan suddenly came back to his senses.She looked at the serious Zen Master Wuming with a look of disbelief and a little shame at the same time.

(End of this chapter)