Chapter 396: Obtaining the True Scripture from the West?
Ren Qing was refining the cassock magic weapon in batches while thinking about how to cut leeks.
If one could obtain longevity energy from the tens of thousands of monks of the Buddha in the Buddha, not to mention the dream magic to reach the Yang Shen realm, even the Immortal Immortal and the Climbing Immortal Ladder could try to break through.
He thought about it carefully, and it was definitely unrealistic to follow the pattern of heaven. It seemed that the only way was to perfect a suitable technique for monks to practice.
It is best for the spell to benefit the Giant Corpse Buddha.
Moreover, monks need some kind of resource assistance when practicing, so that Ren Qing can continuously obtain longevity energy.
Ren Qing glanced at Li Tiangang and others who were arranging magical weapons in their stomachs. Perfecting the technique could not be accomplished overnight, so it was better to bring the Prisoner's Hall to the outside world first.
He was immersed in refining cassocks and magical instruments.
However, due to the shortage of materials such as Buddha skin and Buddha bones, the flesh and blood from the stomach was used as the main material for refining the cassock.
Ren Qing only took a thin layer of flesh and blood on the surface of the flesh wall to refine it.
Using the flesh and blood on the flesh wall to refine the cassock ritual instrument can not only emit the Buddha's energy, but also contain the disease, so that after the monk wears it, the breath is very similar to that of the giant corpse Buddha.
Of course, this also resulted in the cassock's appearance being extremely strange, like a piece of moldy flesh.
Ren Qing was not worried at all that the Buddha's aura would be strange because of this. He had actually understood the habits of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
As long as he does not damage the foundation of the stomach, it will not cause a riot of Buddha energy, and the Buddha energy will even help to engrave the moon pattern.
With the help of the Tombstone Furnace and Ghost Shadow, the cassocks were refined in batches.
Ren Qing began to select candidates for monks to go to the stomach. The first batch will be mainly for building temporary camps, and most of the candidates are monsters.
After all, it is not possible to perform the jailer method openly, so a strong monster is needed.
When Ren Qing released the mission, it didn't take long for it to trigger a violent response.
At this time, the atmosphere in the world in the stomach seemed extremely noisy, and the noisy sounds in Wuwei City could even be heard several miles away.
The town has been moved to Jiuhu Island, and monks can be seen constantly entering and exiting the Dream Market, purchasing various supplies.
Their eyes were half-squinted, their eyes filled with desire for resources.
Unlike the bustle of people on Jiuhu Island, other areas are relatively calm, and some monks are even not interested in the outside world.
On the shore of the wine lake, a young monk frowned and looked at the island.
Next to the monk was a giant white-haired wolf that was five or six meters tall. Riding on the back of the wolf was a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, who was babbling something.
"Donor Tian A, how should we cross this wine lake..."
Tang Sheng said with a wry smile, but then shook his head and said no more.
Although Tian'a has great magical power, he lacks intelligence and can't even communicate, let alone Ci's accent which is slightly different.
Since the Ci people came to the world in the stomach, they rebuilt a village called "Tian Shang Tian" in the east, where hundreds of thousands of people lived.
The current village is still very simple, but at least it is self-sufficient in food.
Tang Sheng saw that the people of Ci family were in peace, so he left the letter and left quietly, heading west, hoping to obtain the true scriptures for spiritual practice.
The road is naturally difficult and dangerous, and there are dangers everywhere if you leave the village for hundreds of miles, which is completely opposite to the situation in Buddha Heart City.
Tang Sheng had never practiced magic, and his body was far from strong.
He only managed to reach the hinterland of the world in his stomach by covering his breath with animal dung, and the food he carried was exhausted.
Tang Sheng no longer continued on the main road, but took the risk and headed west along the river. Unexpectedly, he encountered a beast drinking water.
If he hadn't been rescued by Tian A who was passing by, Tang Sheng might have died in the mountain countryside.
Tian A looks quite young on the outside, but his intelligence is equivalent to that of a four or five year old. He enjoys riding his husky and wandering around all day long.
He didn't have much defense against Tang Sheng, so he took him to the demon tribe.
Most of the monsters actually live in Wuwei City. Most of the tribes are old, weak, sick and disabled, and there are few signs of alienation on their bodies.
Tang Sheng just felt that the demon was a little strange, but he was not too surprised. At the same time, he learned Tian'a's name from the demon's mouth.
He originally wanted to stay in the demon tribe to learn writing, but the elders there suggested that he go to Wuwei City in the center of Jiuhu Lake, otherwise it would be difficult to learn the complicated magic.
Therefore, Tang Sheng understood what the scene was like in Wuwei City based on the elder's description.
According to rumors, Wuwei City is inhabited by immortal Buddhas who descended from the upper world. They once suppressed tens of thousands of demons in Jingzhou where demons were rampant.
Tang Sheng understood that his destination was in Wuwei City, and he might be able to find the true form of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
He couldn't help but think of the tens of thousands of people in heaven. Although they were living and working in peace and contentment, disasters might happen at any time.
Only by going to the city of Wuwei can you obtain the true sutra of transcendence, otherwise it will be difficult to protect yourself.
Tian A was very fond of the kind-hearted Tang Sheng, so he used his husky to give him a lift, and then he came to the wine lake.
Tang Sheng stared at the turbulent lake water, where he could even see big fish several meters long, and felt a little hesitant in his heart.
Just when he was considering whether to make a wooden boat to cross the river, he saw an inexplicable sound coming from Tian'a's mouth, as if he was shouting something.
"Tian Ah Donor."
thump!
There is no wind or waves in the wine lake, and the rich aroma of wine hits your face.
Tang Sheng couldn't help but blush slightly just by smelling the smell.
He covered his mouth and nose with his palms, and then he noticed a huge shadow in the wine lake, which seemed to be more than ten meters long.
Tang Sheng quickly took a few steps back.
He also encountered some behemoths along the way to Wuwei City, but they were far less astonishing than the oppressive feeling brought by the shadows in the lake.
"Donor Tian'a, run away quickly..."
Before Tang Sheng finished speaking, a huge black and gray fish head emerged from the lake. Judging from the tentacles around its mouth, it was obviously a catfish.
Tian A danced and explained to Catfish, who nodded after hearing it.
The catfish came to the shore and exposed his back to the water, clearly indicating that Tang Sheng could sit on it and wanted to carry him across the river.
"this……"
Little did Tang Sheng know that Tian A was special in the world in his stomach. Because of his lack of spiritual intelligence, he did not need to participate in the affairs of the Prison Hall.
Ren Qing also asked the jailers to take care of Tian'a's safety.
The catfish in the wine lake is a strange beast that has swallowed Kunpeng's blood and mutated it. Because Kunpeng is at the threshold of transformation, otherwise Tian A might call Kunpeng dozens of meters away.
"Farewell, Lord Tian'a."
Tang Sheng tightly grasped the catfish's dorsal fin with both hands, and at the same time his head was dizzy from the alcohol.
After Catfish crossed the wine lake, he threw him directly to the shore. It took Tang Sheng a long time to wake up from the hangover, and his head ached.
He looked around, fixed his eyes on Wuwei City in the distance, and walked quickly.
In addition, Tang Sheng also saw a dream-like market in the center of the island, with tens of thousands of figures moving around inside.
He noticed that some of the immortal Buddhas in the sky in Wuwei City were wearing cassocks, but they were too far away to see their general appearance clearly.
"As expected of a gathering of immortals and Buddhas..."
Tang Sheng's pupils dilated as an immortal Buddha flew over his head, hissing sharply.
If he saw it correctly, it turned out to be a giant tiger with a huge head and body. It was wearing a cassock and its fur was covered with dense eyeballs.
Even the cassock was unusual, the more it looked, the more it looked like it was made of flesh and blood.
"It must be the spiritual beast under the Buddha's throne. Don't let it affect your state of mind."
Tang Sheng recited the name of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, walked towards Wuwei City without stopping, and then froze on the spot.
I saw that the city was full of monsters and monsters.
Not only could he see elephants walking upright, but he could also see men with legs and feet like elephants. None of them looked normal at all.
Tang Sheng's mind went blank and he subconsciously walked into the city.
He found a long and narrow crack standing in the open space. From inside, he could see that behind the crack was a cave formed by accumulation of flesh and blood.
Little did Tang Sheng know that the crack led to the stomach of the giant corpse Buddha, and more than a dozen monks had already used it to go to the outside world.
He also noticed thousands of shrunken monks kneeling around the crack, and could faintly hear the monks chanting the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva.
"Is this... the paradise of the West?"
Tang Sheng could not help but fall into deep confusion.
Wuwei City seems to have nothing to do with the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva, but there are indescribable traces of Buddhism everywhere.
He subconsciously walked towards the crack and was immediately stopped by a monk with a human body and a bull's head.
"Where did the monk come from?"
"I don't have any cultivation skills at all. I just go to the Buddha's body and practice the magic first."
"This...Brother Niu."
When Tang Sheng heard the word "Buddha", his eyes suddenly lit up. He wanted to ask for specific information, but was driven to the Dream Market by the bull-headed monk.
Today's dream market is completely open to the outside world, of course, the premise is that you are in the forbidden area of immortality or the world in the stomach.
Even compared to the Da Meng Shu Tower where magic books are stored, as long as outsiders set foot there for the first time, they can choose a guard method to practice.
Tang Sheng looked at the real and imaginary figures on the street, his mouth wide open at a loss.
He could feel as if there was a voice in his heart guiding him, and finally walked into the Dream Building in a daze.
There are hundreds of books on the counter.
Tang Sheng had never thought that he could obtain the true scripture so easily. He felt a little bored for a moment, so he picked up the book and looked up the contents of the spell.
The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong with the technique, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "I must be unable to understand the content of the text."
Ren Qing's pupils, who were observing secretly, moved slightly, and Tang Sheng's mind came to a lot of text analysis of Jingzhou, Xiangxiang.
Ren Qing directly locked Tang Sheng in the Dream Art Building.
He was worried that no one from the Ci clan would practice the Jailer Technique, so he could see which technique would be more suitable for his body type, which favored the immortal golden body.
Ren Qing asked Tang Sheng to practice in the Damengshu Pavilion in the name of the Great Merciful Maitreya Bodhisattva. The latter naturally could not refuse and began to practice honestly.
The techniques he showed Tang Sheng were all not difficult to get started, and there was no follow-up to promotion to the warrior realm. They were just tests of physical fitness.
Ren Qing looked at Tang Sheng who was greatly shocked, shook his head and thought.
"It seems that we have to set some difficulties for him on the way back, otherwise he will not be able to understand the mystery of the jailer's method."