Fantasy World Transmigration

Leaving the mystical mountain of white bones behind and away from the evil sea, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the person buried below is really the ancestor Wu Xuanming, it would be a catastrophe.

Looking around, this is a barren land of magic. I don’t know which world it is from the wreckage of Guixu. There are twisted dead trees everywhere. The gnarled branches are like dragons and snakes intertwined together, like a giant python. Big or small, this place must have been a sacred forest before it fell into the ruins, with a strong atmosphere of destruction lingering on the scorched tall strange trees.

I don't know how many years of being in the ruins here, these holy trees can still survive tenaciously, and there is even a trace of spirituality left.

Before falling into the ruins, the strange trees here must have been very powerful and divine spiritual roots, but now only the remains of the sacred tree of spiritual roots are left. Containing magic, it is like the dead form of a dragon and snake spreading its teeth and claws.

The leader of the corpse god, the old monster of the corpse sect, felt a little nervous, and said to the crowd in a low voice: "This looks like a burial ground!"

"Hurry up and stay away from this demonic soil!" the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord urged.

"I seem to hear these trees crying!" Fan Wujie shuddered and said, he walked to a half-damaged tree stump lying on the ground, the roots exposed on the ground, like a huge black poisonous dragon Similarly, the dead wood was huge, most of it was buried under the black magic soil, and the exposed part was like a hill. Fan Wujie brushed off the dust from the section of the stump, revealing the dense growth rings on it.

Fan Wujie roughly counted the growth rings on it, and immediately took a deep breath. ,

There are probably tens of thousands of dense annual rings on it, and this is only the part exposed on the surface, and more than half of the cross-section is still submerged in the ground.

And this is a relatively small strange tree!

"The sacred tree of spiritual roots does not follow the usual age. The ancient sacred tree of the underworld is spring at five hundred years old, autumn at five hundred years old, and one year at two thousand years old. The legendary Dachun sacred tree is even eight thousand years old. For spring, eight thousand years for autumn, and thirty-two thousand years for one year!" Fan Wujie felt that this place was getting weirder, and made him shudder.

"These strange trees can be worn down by the power of destruction for an unknown number of years, and the origin is also extraordinary."

"It has lived for at least hundreds of thousands of years, and how old is a year for this kind of sacred tree?"

"Even if we count the years of the Netherworld God Tree, two thousand years is one year..." Daoist Yuan Yu pinched his fingers and clicked his tongue: "These God Trees have lived for at least hundreds of millions of years! Fall into the ruins!"

"Let me take a look!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord pushed the two of them away, and glanced at the annual rings of the tree wreckage... The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord's face was gloomy, and he put his hand on the trunk of the sacred tree. The black scales were cracked, and the hand felt like the dead body of a real dragon. The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord took root in his legs and forcefully pulled up the fallen sacred tree from the ground.

Everyone rushed forward, counting the growth rings on their fingers.

"Five hundred and ninety-eight thousand three hundred and twenty-six rings!" Soon someone calculated the exact number of annual rings, and the person said in a serious tone: "I saw the changes in the prehistoric climate... He pointed to the outermost A few rings said: "There are dao marks of Jiutian Weak Water here, and the texture of the annual rings is relatively soft and wide, which means that the sacred tree was soaked in some kind of congenital true water suspected of being Jiutian Weak Water in those few years. Fast, but the wood takes damage! "

"Gonggong's wrath touches Buzhou Mountain! The great flood of the Tianhe River!" Everyone present shivered collectively.

"Yaoshou! How can anything here be related to those earth-shattering events that happened in Honghuang!" Yuan Yu whispered.

"Using the time when Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain as the coordinate, when the sacred tree withered..." The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord counted several annual rings, but saw those ones that were wider and paler in color The annual rings are already very close to the outer skin!

"After the great flood, it will not be far from the flood! That is to say, these sacred trees may have been destroyed when the flood broke.

The ones who fell into the ruins and were consumed by the Dao of Destruction? "

Another person pointed to the denser circle of annual rings, about thousands of rings, and said: "This circle of annual rings is very dense, indicating that the sacred tree grew very slowly at that time, and the climate was very cold, and it lasted for a long time. There seems to be a dao mark engraved in the wheel that is very similar to Xuanming True Water, this kind of ancient way..."

The man trembled all over and said, "It may be the Ming Ancient Era... the Cold Ancient Era!"

"How long is the Cold Ancient Era?" the Slaughtering Leader said dryly.

Everyone pinched their fingers and counted, and Yuan Yu quickly replied: "After the prehistoric world was broken, the sun, moon and stars changed drastically, the galaxy was broken, and the time sequence and calendar have undergone huge changes. The time of the prehistoric day is different from that of the heavens. The sky takes Beidou Time as the standard time system, and if converted, the Ming Ancient Era was about 6,000 yuan long!"

Everyone immediately bowed their heads and counted the annual rings, "There are about six thousand rings... This sacred tree takes one yuan as a year!"

"This is 590,000 yuan, about 600,000 yuan! That's 72 billion years..." When everyone heard this number, they couldn't help but their legs went numb, and they looked at the sparse or branched trees around them. Twisted knots, or twisted and weird black ancient trees, looking at this piece of dead magic soil, it seems like someone is holding a knife behind them.

This used to be a sacred land that existed for at least 72 billion years, but now it has become a dead place.

How many incredible spiritual root trees grow here, and what ancient secrets are buried here?

When this sacred tree was still alive, what kind of divine light shone among its branches and leaves, and what magnificent form and strong vitality it had before it was alive? What did this sacred land look like before it fell into the ruins? For some reason, it fell into the land of no return to the ruins, and was wiped out of all good fortune in the end, leaving only a dead and silent magic land.

What a great horror is buried here.

Whoooo!

At this time, Fan Wujie turned his head stiffly, as if he heard a cry that transcended time and space, this voice was neither male nor female, it was like a Buddhist voice chanting, as if the Almighty was weeping blood and chanting scriptures, the vague scriptures matched the crying , came from the depths of time, like weeping and complaining, only Fan Wujie could hear it, and Fan Wujie quietly tugged the corner of Yuan Yu's clothes.

He leaned over and whispered: "Did you hear the cry from the depths of time? It's right next to this tree!"

Yuan Yu's hair stood on end in fright, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't be scary! This kind of place will kill people if they are scary!"

"I'm not scary... I just heard this sound!" Fan Wujie swallowed nervously.

The blurred sound of chanting and crying in his ears became more and more obvious, as if someone was crying and chanting. Sanskrit chanting is inherently vague, and the nasal sound of crying made it difficult for Fan Wujie Identifying what the voice was chanting, he felt that something was coming towards him in the depths of time.

Seeing that Fan Wujie's condition was not right, Yuan Yu hurried to pull him, but at this time there was already a layer of Zhou Guang between them.

Fan Wujie saw the dead tree stand up in front of his eyes, re-rooted into the magic soil, as if time and space were reversed, the spirit slowly recovered in front of him, the old black bark cracked like scales fell off, The white and holy trunk is exposed, and the oval leaves are shining with divine light, as clear as green emeralds.

The ancient tree was as vigorous as a horned dragon, Fan Wujie raised his head and looked at it, the broken part of the ancient tree had already grown, but that part was just a phantom, in fact all the divine lights were just phantoms cast from the depths of time, It's as if the old days reappeared.

In the phantom of the golden veins, the luxuriant branches of the ancient trees completely suppressed the sky above Fan Wujie's head, covering the sky and the sun.

As the divine light circulated, this white sacred tree was resplendent!

But under the light of the gods, the dead dead tree is rooted in the phantom, as if the past and the present are overlapping, one is brilliant, holy and bright, the other is dead and distorted, dead and silent like a demon, at this moment, this extraordinary tree, In Fan Wujie's eyes, he showed a half-dry and half-glorious posture, and Fan Wujie's mind was shocked and numb like an electric current.

"This is the bodhi tree!"

"I know!" Fan Wujie instantly heard the Sanskrit chanting beside his ears clearly, and he understood that it was someone weeping blood chanting the "Diamond Sutra".

Fan Wujie saw the bodhi tree slowly turning its head back, its white body as vigorous as a horned dragon slowly twisting, the towering bodhi tree slowly turned into a young monk in white black robes with the twisting of the white trunk , he clasped his hands together, looked back at Fan Wujie, golden tears of blood flowed from his eyes!

Fan Wujie clenched his fists, he was so nervous that he almost suffocated!

The monk in white said slowly, "This is the Garden of Trees for Lonely!"

"That's good, that's good, Subhuti, as you said, the Tathagata is good at protecting and reminiscing all Bodhisattvas, and is good at giving instructions to all Bodhisattvas. You listen carefully now, and I will explain it to you. Good men and good women, with the heart of anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, respond. Live like this, and subdue your heart like this. Only World Honored One, I wish you would be happy to hear it." The Sanskrit sound resounding around is already very clear.

Countless wonderful truths and truths manifested in front of Fan Wujie, as if the World Honored One was speaking personally.

But Fan Wujie didn't dare to listen at all, because there were cries like demons and prisons in the Sanskrit sound, which was the manifestation of the Dao of Destruction, and the monk transformed by the Bodhi tree said: "This is also the Great Freedom Heaven!"

Fan Wujie finally couldn't bear it anymore, he felt countless truths, and countless crappy thoughts drilled into his mind, he understood a lot in an instant, this monk in white was like a completely undisguised book, let him Turning over the pages of the book, seeing its thoughts, thoughts, and everything that exists, Fan Wujie was so frightened that he ran away.

Torn apart the time, back to the original place.

Fan Wujie panicked and said: "Don't get too close to these ghost trees...they've already matured!"

Yuan Yu was baffled by Fan Wujie who suddenly appeared in front of him again. Seeing Fan Wujie's terrified expression, he warned everyone in horror: "These ghost trees are alive! Don't rely on them Get too close or you'll become part of them!"

Both the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord and Wusheng Cult Master were taken aback, and quickly flew back, looking at the half-fallen ancient tree vigilantly. Fan Wujie waved his hand and said to everyone: "Get out of the vicinity of which ghost trees, everyone Don’t get close to any trees!” Everyone was taken aback, although they didn’t know exactly what happened, they followed suit, and a group of people gathered on the ancient Xuanming ship, patrolling around vigilantly.

However, there were still two or three figures who did not move, including the old corpse god from the Corpse Sect. They stood in place without any change in their aura, but their expressions were a little dazed, as if they had just woken up, with a hint of sluggishness And dumb.

"Corpse God!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord stared at those weird god trees, and shouted at the old corpse god: "What happened?"

"No... I'm fine!" The corpse god old man said slowly, his voice was very slow, as if every word was squeezed out from between his teeth, he said it was fine in this weird state , that really only ghosts believe it!

The leader of Shasheng asked Fan Wujie, "What happened? How did you know there was something wrong with those trees?"

"This is the tree for the Lonely Garden!" Brahma Wujie's first sentence made all the devils and dao lords look pale, and someone asked tremblingly: "The Buddha said, the Buddhist holy place where the World Honored One preached, is the tree for the Lonely Garden?"

The beginning of the Diamond Sutra is: This is what I hear. At one time, the Buddha was in the Garden of Solitude in the country of Sravasti, and there were a thousand, two hundred and fifty monks together with him. At that time, the World Honored One, wearing his robe and bowl while eating, went to the great city of Sravasti to beg for food. After begging for the second time in the city, he returned to the place where he had eaten, collected his robe and bowl, washed his feet, and sat down on the seat.

Shugi Lonely Garden is one of the sacred places of Buddhism. The holy place that truly has the relics of the World Honored One has its status in Buddhism, just like Hangu Pass, Yujing Mountain, Yuxu Palace of Taoism, and the endless blood sea of ​​Demon Gate. Like Ruins, it is one of the supreme holy places in the entire Buddhist sect. If this is the Garden of Trees and Solitude, what are a few Bodhi trees? , It is also normal!

A group of direct descendants of the Demon Dao ran to the holy land of other people's Buddhism, what is this?

The most frightening thing is, why is it possible to find such a supreme pure land as the Lonely Garden in Guixu? The Dojo of the World Honored One? Why did it fall into ruins?

Thinking of it, they seemed to have discovered Xuan Ming's body before.

Everyone's hairs stood on end!

Xue Tu suppressed his nervousness, and said to the old corpse god: "Corpse God! Who are you?"

"I am... a tree!" The old corpse god slowly said: "I am a tree!" He didn't move his feet, and only then did everyone see that the old corpse god's feet had already plunged into the demonic soil, and his feet Below the wrist has turned into a deep root system, and the withered appearance of the corpse god is transforming into a tree. His hands have turned into branches, his body has turned into a tree trunk, and his wrinkled skin is like old bark.

Xue Tu took a deep breath, turned around and said, "They are hopeless! Let's get out of this damn place!"

Fan Wujie was still in shock and said: "These trees are alive! They are not the kind of divine spirit roots they had before they were alive, but a kind of monster that was born in their corpses because of the weirdness here after they were worn out by the destruction. The monster can understand our words, so when I said it was crying, I heard the cry."

"...Shut up!" Yuan Yu said with a blank face.

Fan Wujie couldn't figure it out. At this moment, Yuan Yu moved his body away and gave up his sight. He saw that the ancient trees that had taken root in the surrounding demon soil had all revived. They turned into a half-ghost, half-demon monster. The white bone demon ship, countless faint voices repeated Fan Wujie's words high and low, saying: "Monster!"

"Corpse!"

"Weird..."

"Da Zi Zai Tian...!"

"Styx!"

"What is life?"

"Sentient beings, sentient beings!"

Fan Wujie suddenly understood something. This is the Lonely Garden of the Tree Giving. In an era before the prehistoric world was broken, the Patriarch Styx suppressed Luo in the Guixu, so Sakyamuni invited Styx to come to the Tree Giving Garden. The Lonely Garden debates on the Tao, discusses the difference between demons and Buddhas, and clearly distinguishes the testimonials between demons and Buddhas.

This grand meeting was the third debate between the Demon and the Buddha. This time Styx attended alone, and the World Honored One led three thousand disciples to meet him. Both sides debated the Dharma in the lonely garden.

The World Honored One has practiced for seven days, the Dharma is complete and flawless, and the Dharma is profound.

Styx did not fall behind either. The two sides debated the three elements for a total of more than 30,000 years. Finally, when they talked about the issue of "all living beings", the disciples of the Buddha said that this word refers to ordinary people who have ignorance and afflictions, and are in the confusion of life and death. , and the five Yins are collectively referred to as sentient beings. Sentient beings are different; the three-way sinful and suffering beings, the human and heavenly yin and joy beings, the infallible yin and holy beings, the compassionate and compassionate beings, and the permanent yin and respectful beings.

The World Honored One also said: "If you are lingering with color, you are called living beings; if you are lingering with feelings, thoughts, actions, and consciousness, you are called living beings."

That is to say, there are all kinds of consciousness such as feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness, and those who are dependent are sentient beings.

In Styx's understanding, all those who have spiritual activities such as feeling, thinking, action, and consciousness, can perceive the objective world, and perform subjective spiritual activities are sentient beings. So tiny insects like Gu, plants, etc. can only feel, but cannot think subjectively. Without the concept of "I", are those simple and humble beings sentient beings?

So Patriarch Minghe and World Honored One jointly defined and defined life.

The World Honored One believes that there is ignorance of dependent origin, and the phenomena arising from the combination of many conditions are all sentient beings. From this, Styx started his own thinking about life...

"What is life?" The San Patriarch of the Fan family said slowly and in a low voice: "Where is the limit of life? Where is the limit of life? How to distinguish life from non-life?"

"Sentient beings are life!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Monarch said mysteriously: "Sentient ones regard desire, greed, obsession with color and other aggregates as sentient beings. If you desire, love, like, crave, persist, Delusion, so it is called a sentient being. If you want to seek, desire, love, like, crave, cling to, and obsess over feelings, thoughts, actions, and knowledge, you are life!"

"Can grass and trees have feelings?" The leader of killing life calmly retorted: "Can ignorant and ignorant insects have feelings?"

Looking at their weird faces, Yuan Yu suddenly felt horrified. It wasn't them talking, it was Styx Demon Ancestor talking. He finally understood what was the most dangerous thing here! This is the place where the World Honored One and the Demon Ancestor debated the law, and it was filled with the thoughts and thoughts of the Demon Ancestor Minghe.

Now these thoughts have invaded their primordial consciousness sea.

If Yuan Yu hadn't been for Da Luo, he would be like them now, suddenly understanding the thoughts of the demon ancestors that are flooding here, and comprehending some unpredictable mysteries. The traces of the demon ancestor's thinking, so he can't help but realize that Styx's thinking here is controlled by Styx's thoughts.

Now Yuan Yu can't help but comprehend something, just like the Dao, invisible and formless, flooding around him, and then comprehend 'it' involuntarily!

The avenue here is the idea of ​​Styx.

"Life is a kind of variable, can create variable, unfettered is life, life is variable!"

"The power that can create different timelines is life!"

"Variable is a false proposition, life can be controlled!"

"Life is a kind of phenomenon that naturally appears in the process of the development and change of the universe, with certain self-growth, reproduction, feeling, consciousness, will, evolution, interaction and other rich possibilities!"

The roots of the countless demon trees in the Lonely Garden squirmed, and they created waves of soil like parting the surface of the water. The black demon soil seemed to be turning up waves, and the huge roots moved underground. They murmured softly, telling the thoughts of Styx . The raised magic soil revealed the buried things below, one after another like gold, glass, crystal skeletons and corpses.

Some of them sit cross-legged, some sit down, and some put their hands together and their heads hang down on their chests.

Some corpses were still struggling in front of them, and one corpse even scratched the ground, maintaining a posture of crawling in the direction Fan Wujie and the others came from. Many corpses remained in their final form of fleeing from this place. .

"This is the corpse of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!" Yuan Yu said in horror when he saw the countless bones buried under the demon soil.

"There is no lack of great Luo statues here, and even those famous great Bodhisattvas!"

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