"Amitabha, everyone is very happy~~" muttered.[

Niu Ganglie and Mo Lin led the way in front, Zhuge Buliang and Monk Yan followed behind, stuttering and Xiao Yun were all on both sides. Soon, they opened a gap in the formation. Niu Ganglie rushed in with everyone.

After a few hours, a little light appeared in front of me. In an instant, the wind-blown sand and dust dissipated, and the distorted space returned to normal. Several people appeared in the sea of ​​sand again.

"It's broken out." Niu Ganglie took a deep breath and said, with some sweat on his forehead, and his long hair also looked a little messy.

Looking at Mo Lin again, he was also a little breathless. These two people were both super experts in the realm of Dharma Taixu, and they seemed so embarrassed at this moment. It can be seen that they had made considerable efforts on the way to break into the formation just now. Zhuge Buliang also felt a little exhausted, but compared to the situation of the few people, the strength of his treasure body was unmatched.

The resentment in the monk Yan's body restrained and he regained his calm and dusty aura again, but there was a little fatigue in his eyes.

After breaking through this Buddha Realm formation, several people consumed a lot.

At this moment, the shadow of the ancient city was almost in front of us, and even the phantoms of some buildings in the city were gradually becoming clearer. Several people took a moment to adjust their breath and flew towards the ancient city. On the next journey, they did not encounter any obstacles.

Half an hour later, a magnificent ancient city appeared in front of them. When they approached the ancient city, several people felt energetic, especially monk Yan and stuttering chatter. They were both Buddhist disciples and could clearly feel a strong Buddhist atmosphere.

Moreover, the architectural style of this ancient city is closely related to Buddhism. If you have to clearly distinguish the style of this ancient city, it is that it is not a city at all, but a huge temple.

"This is the holy land? It's a bit different from the beautiful mountains and rivers I imagined." The little calf witch touched the horns on her head and said.

Zhuge Buliang's pupils contracted slightly, staring at the distance, and said, "It seems that many people have arrived one step ahead of us."

Everyone followed Zhuge Buliang's gaze and saw several cultivators standing at the top of several temples not far away. From the breath, they felt that they were not ordinary people. After all, those who entered here through the Buddha's realm formation were far from ordinary people.

"Mo Lin, it seems that you are still one step slower than me." A loud laugh came, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of several people at some point, staring at Mo Lin with a burning look. Although he looked like he was only middle-aged, he called himself an old man, which shows that his real age must be a terrifying unit.

"But I'm still here." Mo Lin smiled and tightened the bronze battle sword in his hand.

"Oh, this is the new ancient magic weapon in your Shujianzhai?" The middle-aged man stared at the bronze war sword in Mo Lin's hand with some gaze.

"Do you want to try its power?" Mo Lin sneered.

"Hehehe" the middle-aged man smiled sinisterly, glanced at him and saw Niu Ganglie standing aside indifferently. His eyes couldn't help but fluctuate slightly, and then turned around and walked towards the temple.

Mo Lin spread his sleeves, held the bronze battle sword in his hand tightly, and followed the middle-aged man into the temple.

Niu Ganglie looked back at Zhuge Buliang and others and said, "Be careful." After that, he also walked towards the temple building group in front of him. He and Mo Lin had a high position in the Immortal Realm of the Great Wilderness, so it was naturally impossible to walk with these younger generations. The level of contact with a person was also accompanied by the improvement of his own strength.

At least now, Zhuge Buliang and the others have not yet had the right to be on par with those older people.

"Let's go too. This magnificent temple must have a close connection with the Buddhist sect." Yan monk said, and it was not difficult to see his yearning for this holy land from his eyes.

A group of six people walked into this group of temples. These temple buildings have existed for many years, and the vicissitudes of time engraved on them can be clearly seen. Some temples have even collapsed and are covered with sand and dust, which has been submerged half of them. [

In front of a huge stone tablet, Monk Yan and Saba Taboo stopped and looked at the almost broken stone tablet. The stone tablet was carved with some Sanskrit words that Zhuge Buliang couldn't understand. Although there were vicissitudes of time, these Sanskrit words on the stone tablet were clearly visible.

Monk Yan shook his head and said, "I believe that this is also a prosperous holy realm of the Buddha Sect after all the years."

"What is it written on it?" The little calf witch followed behind Monk Yan and blinked his curious eyes at him.

"What records are some Buddhist insights, but they are already incomplete." Monk Yan said lightly.

They passed through several temples and finally entered a magnificent temple. Although the temple was covered with sand and dust, and even the Buddha statues in the temple were broken, an unusual smell was floating in the air. At a close smell, a faint fragrance was floating in the temple.

The faces of several people showed an incredible look. The place has been wasted for so long, and even some rare treasures in the world have probably dried up. Where did the fragrance come from?

"You guys come and see here." Xiao Yun suddenly greeted several people.

Zhuge Buliang and others walked over and saw a skeleton quietly behind a Buddha statue. The skeleton was still preserved intact, with crystal clear bones and no signs of rotting. And the faint fragrance was emitted from the skeleton.

The calf witch sniffed gently: "It's so strange that the smell is so fragrant. The skeleton should have a rotten smell. Where does this fragrance come from?"

"What is the skeleton holding in the hand?" The chatterboy saw at a glance that the skeleton seemed to be holding a scroll of something similar to a scroll.

Zhuge Buliang carefully held the scroll in his hand, but found that the skeleton's palm was tightly grasping the scroll, as if he was unwilling to give up before he died. Could it be that this is something good? Zhuge Buliang thought to himself. He took a lot of effort to remove the scroll from the palm of the skeleton.

Remove the dust on it. I don’t know what material the scroll is caused by, and it has not been corroded by time and is well preserved.

"Crazy~~"

The scroll unfolds, and it is indeed a painting. The picture shows a tall and heroic monk sitting cross-legged on a strange rock, like an arhat showing his saint and extraordinary heroic spirit. What's even more strange is that his eyes are portrayed vividly, with a breathtaking aura in his eyes, as if a big Buddha really appeared in front of them.
Chapter completed!