System elf is the main god

"Let's go"

Gu Sheng let out a long sigh, and the white unicorn walked through the mountains one after another. There was a little light in front of him, and the radiance of divinity filled the air.

The divine flowers are flying, turning into a rain of light, crystal clear and brilliant.And there, there is an ancient Bodhi tree, with branches like horned dragons, stretching in all directions, and the leaves are green and undulating.

Under the ancient tree, there is a middle-aged man in his thirties sitting cross-legged, spotless, his body imprinted in the void, blending with the avenue, as if he was born in three time and space, past, present and future.

The fallen flowers are in a variety of colors, and the crystal flowers are falling and making a rustling sound, but they make the world more peaceful.

An ancient bodhi tree takes root there, and a man who has emerged from the world sits cross-legged under the tree, blending in with all things and coexisting with the great road.He closed his eyes, and the bright flowers fell on him. He seemed to have never moved in a thousand lifetimes, peaceful and detached.

"clang"

In the distant mountains, Buddhist bells are heard, dozens or even hundreds of miles apart. They are deafening and enlightening, making people feel like they have been baptized, enlightened and enlightened, and everything about themselves is purified.

The ancient temple bell in the mountains, the Buddha under the Bodhi tree, all this is like a dream. There is not a dust in this place. Sakyamuni is motionless. He cannot speak the Dharma but spreads it to the world.

"You are too late. The spiritual mountain has been closed. It will not reappear in the world until the sea dries up."

There was a wave of fluctuation, and the figure with closed eyes under the Bodhi tree whispered, as if he was talking to them across time and space. At this moment, the active Bai Qilin was also very quiet, and his little face was full of curiosity.

"The spiritual mountain has dried up, and it is difficult to appear in the world."

Sakyamuni remained motionless, as if he were sitting cross-legged in ancient times, or as if he was giving a sermon in the future. Wisps of sacred waves of the great avenue overflowed, forming a divine wheel, making him look extraordinary, but the words he spoke were very formulaic and did not look like they were ordinary. There is no intelligence.

"When the road to Lingshan ends, we will reach the shore when we turn back."

Under the ancient bodhi tree, Sakyamuni whispered in a low voice, his eyes still closed, his expression peaceful and tranquil, and every fallen flower was shining brightly, embodying the charm of the great avenue.

The green ancient Bodhi tree is petrifying, and the man under the tree has also become a statue.

The fallen flowers fell and fell to the ground as stone flowers. The fluctuations of life disappeared and everything they saw became stone sculptures. They were very different from before. This is the power of Buddhism.

"You old bald man likes to scare people, so I'm going to focus on your big medicine. Who told you that you suppressed my predecessor back then?"

Gu Sheng was not fooled by him at all. The road ahead of Lingshan was indeed dangerous, but it was nothing to Gu Sheng, let alone carrying the white unicorn with him. Wherever the unicorn passed, the dangerous place was the spiritual place, as long as it was not There is no place that can stop them in the restricted area of ​​life.

Bai Qilin received Gu Sheng's instructions and continued on the road. The terrain of Lingshan Dojo immediately reacted. Chaos mist struck, and the eight tribes including Yaksha, Asura, Gandharva, and Garuda emerged, which were also transformed into the divine light of Buddha nature. At the same time, a unicorn pounced on this person.

But these chaotic mist were turned into nothing by Qilin's auspicious light before they got close. As long as it is not an attack from a real entity, this method of using the power of heaven and earth is useless against a fairy like Qilin. It is equivalent to another kind of invulnerability. .

Gu Sheng finally arrived at the Lingshan Dojo. On the cliff and next to the Buddhist altar, old monks were sitting in a state of deathlike tranquility.

There is no grass or tree, everything is withered, the spiritual springs and pools have dried up and bottomed out, and the large ancient Bodhi trees have long been withered and lifeless, as if no one has ever set foot on it since ancient times.

In the withered Lingshan Mountain, ancient temples stand tall and there are many temples, but there is not a single person, not a single Bodhisattva, not an ancient Buddha, and no living being can be seen.

It was silent, and one could see pieces of Buddhist treasures and great vessels. The dust was there, but there was no living person, and it was a deathly tranquility.

This Lingshan Mountain has long since withered. It is a dry land, lacking vitality. Everything has withered. The ancient temples are located in patches, silent and lifeless.

The sacred temples and ancient buildings are majestic and majestic, carrying the glory of Buddhism in ancient times. Too many past events have happened in the past.

It is a pity that the spiritual spring has dried up, the grass and trees have withered, and there is no prosperity in the past. There is only the vast wave of waves gestating in the mountains and buildings. This is the pure power of faith.

Gu Sheng drove Bai Qilin to search this ancient dojo. The rooms everywhere were a bit messy, and the Buddhists were in a hurry when they evacuated.

The Legendary Saint Soldier did not realize that when the Buddhist monks retreated, they took away all the most important things, but some precious artifacts were also very important.

"The Broken Holy Soldier, Vaishya Sutra, is not too bad."

Gu Sheng came across some ancient scriptures and artifacts, most of which were of no use to him, but he kept them. The only two items of some value were a broken alms bowl, a holy weapon, and a broken scripture.

This Vedas is extremely ancient. Although it is not as good as the Great Emperor's Sutra, it is still considered to be an extremely outstanding one among the Quasi-Emperor's Sutra. Even Sakyamuni was deeply inspired by it.

"Finally found"

Gu Sheng searched for a long time and finally found a copper stove. It was almost rotten, but there was a strong aroma that made people feel like they were about to soar.

The incense burner suddenly shook violently when Gu Sheng approached, as if there was a creature inside that was frightened. Bai Qilin was originally ready to kick it, but was startled by the sudden movement and jumped back quickly.

"Saint Weapon Refining Treasure, it's a pity that all the gods inside are dead. It seems that there is still some aura left, but we can try to save it."

Gu Sheng reached out and grabbed the Holy Furnace in his hand. The divine patterns of the Holy Soldier were damaged, and the treasure energy contained the elixir. Even the gods had been basically wiped out after so many years. However, it was probably because Gu Sheng came early and still had some aura left. , and this is the key for holy soldiers to become gods.

He still has a half-deformed Buddhist holy weapon in his hand, and if the two pieces are combined to complement each other, he should be able to make a complete one.

The stove was mottled with patina, and the lid shook and clanked, as if it would be lifted at any time.

More than 2000 years ago, Gautama Buddha refined medicine here. He wanted to use the dragon veins of Lingshan as fire to slowly ripen a pot of medicine and leave it to future generations.

The elixir took an unimaginable amount of time. Until Sakyamuni left, and until the day when the Buddhists evacuated the monastery, the elixir was still in the process of being warmed and cured.

The great medicine of Buddhism has not yet been completed. If it is taken away by force, the replacement of earth veins and dragon fire will inevitably fail, or even the furnace will explode and be destroyed.Therefore, those ancient monks and bodhisattvas could only seal it here, hoping to have the opportunity to retrieve it in the future.

Gu Sheng then opened the copper furnace, and with a chirping sound, a green cloud suddenly shot up into the sky. It was very fast. Its speed was extraordinary. Unfortunately, Xiaobai was faster than it. With one step of Qilin, he came to the bottom of the green cloud. Another little thing ahead.

This pot of medicine is very special. What rises up into the sky is just a cloud of medicine, not the real body. Of course, this green cloud also has powerful medicinal properties, and it was gathered together by Gu Sheng and collected into a jade bottle.

"Gusheng Gusheng, I must be awesome."

Bai Qilin's milky voice echoed in Gu Sheng's mind. It held a small green tree and presented it to Gu Sheng like a treasure.

This is an elixir with a very special shape. It is not a round elixir, but shaped like a small bodhi tree. It can be as high as a palm, and the whole body is green and bright.