Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
That night, Lin Jiufeng chatted a lot with Monk Qingyun.
He also looked at the various buildings in the Dalin Temple. They looked exceptionally beautiful.
It was as if a real Buddhist kingdom had appeared in the mortal realm.
With the help of these monks, a magnificent and exotic Buddhist Kingdom was created.
Lin Jiufeng looked at every painting.
He only needed a few seconds to comprehend each statue.
But the few seconds he spent viewing a work was created by someone using his entire lifetime.
The monks of Dalin Temple were quietly doing their own things.
Although outsiders might think that their lives were tough, they didn’t feel it at all.
Instead, they felt inexplicably at peace and invigorated.
…
Early the next morning, Lin Jiufeng followed Monk Qingyun to a Buddhist shrine in Dalin Temple.
Ordinary Buddhist shrines were very small and buried in them were the ashes of monks.
However, this Buddhist shrine was huge.
It had three layers and the things buried inside were all related to Buddha.
Lin Jiufeng followed behind Monk Qingyun. His footsteps were light as he looked at the Buddhist shrine that was filled with an ancient charm. He asked softly, “Are the things here all related to Buddha?”
Monk Qingyun nodded and said, “When Buddha descended into the world, he learned the Buddhist teachings of the predecessors, the Buddhist teachings of the various Buddhist Bodhisattvas, and the Buddhist teachings of the various Buddhist monks and arhats…”
“After that, he created a Buddhist heritage that belonged to him and he passed it down.”
“Generations of disciples inherited it, and until now, it has been passed down for thousands of years.”
Lin Jiufeng asked curiously, “Then, isn’t your Buddha from the previous era?”
Monk Qingyun shook his head. “Not really. Buddha was born in that era when the spiritual energy of the world was very weak. When everyone’s cultivation base declined, Buddha went against the flow and became a supreme existence of the Buddhist sects.”
Lin Jiufeng remembered it in his heart.
He was a little curious about this Buddha.
Buddha could be considered to be an existence that had been in existence that connected the past and current eras. He rose to power in the era of weakening spiritual energy, his glory was at the final moments of that era, and he suppressed the world at the beginning of the next era.
The only pity was that Buddha disappeared later on. Some people said that he ascended into a higher world, while others said that he defied the heavens and was struck to death by Heavenly Tribulation.
There were all sorts of theories…
For this reason, the Buddhist sects suffered a devastating decline and they retreated into the Jiangnan area.
Until now, the Buddhist sects only had the three treasures left behind by Buddha.
Especially the relic of Buddha…
Since it was discovered, it meant that Buddha had already passed away.
This was why the Buddhist sects gave up on searching for traces of Buddha and admitted that Buddha had truly passed away.
Then, Buddha’s scepter was found.
At the time it was found, it was deposited into the East Sea.
Subsequently, the writings of Buddha were also found.
It had been scattered all over the Hengduan Mountain Range.
Monk Qingyun told Lin Jiufeng these things and the latter absorbed it like a sponge, increasing his knowledge.
Then, they entered the Buddhist shrine.
All sorts of items related to Buddha appeared before his eyes.
“Senior, we shall go up to the third floor,” said Monk Qingyun.
Lin Jiufeng followed him up to the third floor.
Unlike the floors below, the third floor was empty.
There were only painting frames hanging on the walls.
There were no exquisite paintings in the frame, no resplendent night scenery, and no Buddhist scripture.
There were a total of forty-nine pages, and they hung all over the third floor’s walls.
Other than that, there was nothing else.
“Senior, these are the writings of Buddha…”
“The Great Dao are 50 in number, 49 represent the world. Those 49 pages are the most valuable treasures of our Dalin Temple. You can read them as you wish, I shall take my leave first,” said Monk Qingyun. He left tactfully without disturbing Lin Jiufeng.
Lin Jiufeng didn’t even look at him. Instead, his eyes were fixed on the Buddha’s writings.
A line of words appeared before his eyes.
[Do you want to Sign-In in front of Buddha’s writings?]
Lin Jiufeng directly said, “Sign in!”
Of course, he would sign in…
Buddha’s writings were personally written by the Buddha of the new generations of Buddhist sects.
If he could sign in here, what reward would he receive? Would it be extraordinary?
Lin Jiufeng was looking forward to it.
[Sign-In successful. Received Six-Word Mantra!]
A bright yellow talisman instantly appeared in Lin Jiufeng’s hand.
There were six words written on it.
An! Ma! Ni! Ba! Mi! Hong!
Every information about the Six-Word Mantra instantly appeared in Lin Jiufeng’s mind.
The origin of the Six-Word Mantra was special.
It was the mantra talisman personally written by Buddha.
It was powerful and could suppress all evil.
“I signed in and received the Six-Word Mantra in front of Buddha’s writings. That makes sense,” Lin Jiufeng was satisfied with his gains. He put the Six-Word Mantra away. He didn’t need it for now, but what if he had a chance to use it in the future?
At least he had another trump card.
After signing in successfully, Lin Jiufeng calmed down and carefully read Buddha’s writings.
The writings were of Buddha’s life stories.
They were all trivial matters. The writings directly skipped over the major matters.
For example, Buddha suppressed a group of demonic creatures from the West Mountains and put an end to a catastrophic disaster.
But he only casually wrote a sentence about it in his book.
[Last night, the east wind blew once again on the small building. With a lift of my palm, I suppressed a group of demonic creatures in the West Mountains. I feel extremely bored.]
With just this sentence, he went on to write a few trivial matters.
Lin Jiufeng finished reading the forty-nine pages of Buddhist writings, but the insights he gained from them were minimal.
“Monk Qingyun said that those who don’t understand after reading it will never be able to comprehend the true meaning of Buddha. They are those that do not have a wisdom root, and it seems that I don’t have one.”
Lin Jiufeng shook his head and calmly walked down from the third level of the shrine.
“Senior, what did you comprehend after reading Buddha’s writings?” Monk Qingyun asked.
Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said, “I didn’t comprehend anything. I’m the person you were talking about, the one without a wisdom root.”
He wasn’t the only one who didn’t understand it. The white cat couldn’t understand it either. It laid on Lin Jiufeng’s shoulder and read the forty-nine pages of Buddha’s writings, but it didn’t comprehend anything special.
“That’s too bad.” Monk Qingyun sighed. He was really sad. It has been hundreds of years since anyone understood Buddha’s writings. Many monks didn’t believe that anything of great power was hidden in the bland narration of Buddha’s writings and the trivial matters he had recorded.
This time, he showed it to Lin Jiufeng with a trace of hope.
He hoped that Lin Jiufeng would be able to understand the writings of Buddha and that the Dalin Temple would benefit from it.
But now that Lin Jiufeng had admitted that he had no wisdom root, it was a pity.
“Alright, I’ve finished reading the Buddha’s writings…”
“It’s time for me to take my leave.”
“The demonic creatures in the underground caves of the Dalin Temple have been wiped out. I’m going to other places now. Your Dalin Temple can continue to pay your respects to Buddha in peace.” Lin Jiufeng said goodbye to Monk Qingyun peacefully and turned around to leave.
He left fast and decisively.
Without giving Monk Qingyun a chance to ask him to stay, he disappeared after a few steps.
Monk Qingyun looked at Lin Jiufeng’s back view and sighed helplessly.
He originally wanted to ask Lin Jiufeng to stay, but it seemed that it was just a pipe dream of his.
“But since senior came to Jiangnan from the Imperial Capital, he definitely won’t leave so fast. A huge change is coming to the Jiangnan area. With senior here, the Ten Thousand Buddha Sacred Tower cannot act unscrupulously anymore.”
There was hope in Monk Qingyun’s heart.
He trusted Lin Jiufeng.
He trusted the person who was the number one powerhouse in his heart.
Even though the Ten Thousand Buddha Sacred Tower was powerful and terrifying, even though countless people had died fighting against them, Monk Qingyun still firmly believed in Lin Jiufeng.
Lin Jiufeng wouldn’t lose!
