Chapter 788: The Splendid Glory of Eight Thousand Years ago
At this moment, a monk wearing white robes walked slowly over. The monk's robes rustled in the evening wind, and because he was leaning against a golden pillar, the golden light gave him a golden edge. His feet stepped on the yellow sand.
Come, just like an ascetic monk.
Lin Li stood up to greet him.
Hengqi came over and said straight to his face, "Brother Lin, you are a person with a Buddhist bond."
Lin Li's mind turned several times before he understood what Monk Hengqi was going to say.
He immediately smiled and invited: "Brother Hengqi, let's have dinner together."
Monk Hengqi glanced at the wine pot on the ground and the four meat dishes. He put one hand on his chest and said, "Amitabha, Brother Lin, don't just think that this young monk is being honest and you are deliberately playing tricks on me."
Hengqi obviously wanted to make a joke, but there was no sense of ridicule in his words.
Lin Li suddenly understood and quickly apologized, "I forgot, I forgot."
"Amitabha, Brother Lin has arrived. The young monk had something on his mind and left." Monk Hengqi said goodbye and left.
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Under the golden light, there is no discernible darkness, and there are more treasures that scratch the heart. Everyone feels that the night is long, and they have no intention of sleeping. Most of them gather together in small groups to chat.
The most talked about is naturally the speculation about the golden light pillar, and the second most talked about is the beauty of the misty rainy day.
Lin Li had naturally noticed the existence of Yan Yutian and Lan Junhou. In addition, Lin Li had also noticed people like Lin Qianqiu, Yue Wuyi, and Yue Tiexue.
Listening to the talk about the misty rainy day, Taotie and Xiaojin both glanced at Lin Li.
Ji Changyue smiled and said: "I didn't expect that all of us from Daqianzhou are here, and Miss Yanyutian can be recognized by so many people. As fellow villagers, we feel very proud."
Wang Ming glanced in the direction of Yanyutian again, the astonishment in his eyes could not be concealed.
Lin Li smiled coldly and looked at all the people who came.
In addition to the people he knew, there were several groups of young monks, who were naturally monks from several major holy places in the Great Buddha State. There were also two groups of young people with strong scholarly atmosphere, who were naturally from the Great Ruzhou Academy.
There are fifty outstanding disciples from these major states in total. The others are some lucky and idle members of the forces.
The night passed and the sun rose.
The huge golden light pillar still shows no sign of weakening. No matter how far away it is, it can be seen as long as the line of sight is not blocked. Fortunately, it is in a remote place. If it is inside the big state, even if the Buddhist holy places want to hide it, they cannot hide it.
I'm afraid it will be watched by tens of thousands of people.
Even so, such a vision of heaven and earth attracted a lot of people. Among these people were business travelers passing by, and sand bandits who wandered like wolves in the desert. The sand bandits may not have the talents of outstanding children from all major states, but they are better than others.
The victory lies in numbers and ruthlessness. These sand bandits range from seven to eight people in a group to as many as forty or fifty people.
The largest group of sand pirates, with forty-five people, ranks very high among all the sand pirates. They usually rarely wander to barren places like Xisha City, but once in a while, they happened to encounter Buddha.
The vision of heaven and earth when the country was born.
The leader of this group of sand bandits is nicknamed "Desert Scimitar". He has chopped off the heads of countless people with the scimitar in his hand. He is ruthless but cautious, so he is still alive today.
This time they accidentally encountered the birth of a heavy treasure, and the bandit team of Desert Scimitar was naturally extremely excited. Even if they were unlucky about such a huge heaven and earth phenomenon, just drinking a little soup would be enough to make their stomachs full and round, and they would not be around for a few years.
Need to loot again! If you are lucky, you won’t have to worry about it in this life!
Next to the "Desert Scimitar" was a subordinate with a scar on his face. This man had golden hair and light blue eyes. He was different from the people from the Middle-earth State that Lin Li had seen. He seemed to be from the west of the desert.
Scarface said: "Boss, now that the golden light curtain can't be entered, it's better to do something else. Look at so many people, everyone is extremely rich. Where can you usually find so many fat sheep?"
"Desert Scimitar" glared at him and warned: "You are stupid. Although these people are young, they are all elites from the mainland. None of them are easy to mess with. I warn you, don't cause trouble for me, otherwise
I will kill you with my own hands...but that woman is really tempting."
A sand bandit with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him offered advice: "Boss, I think the other groups can't hold it any longer and let them explore the way. If it's easy to solve, I will definitely snatch that girl away from you."
There are more people who are single-minded than desert pirates, and there are not many people who are as cautious as "Desert Scimitar".
A group of dizzy sand pirates walked towards the place where Yan Yutian and Lan Junhou were.
The Sand Bandit's style of doing things was very straightforward. He waved his weapons and said, "Brothers, destroy this pretty boy and take the woman away."
Lan Junhou's face darkened. The pretty boy meant him.
Lan Junhou's face turned cold and he said to him, "Kill him."
Behind him, three middle-aged men came out. The three of them had cold faces, very similar looks, and their movements were uniform.
Seeing this scene, anyone with a discerning eye will immediately understand that these are three brothers, or even triplets. Such people have a tacit understanding and are the most difficult to deal with.
Lin Li, on the other hand, did not have a hobby of watching theaters. He hated these bandits who robbed them of money without any effort. If he could, he would kill them all.
However, some sand thieves took a fancy to the house he built and yelled at Lin Li to get out of it.
"Kill." Lin Li said to Taotie and Xiao Jin behind him.
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A team of ten people and a team of twelve people turned into corpses on the ground in just a few breaths. The yellow sand was soaked with blood, and the smell of blood was in the air. The "Desert Scimitar" team of sand pirates suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.
These people are really not easy to mess with.
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Boom, boom!
There was a loud rumbling sound from the ground, as if there was a monster deep underground. All the people standing near the golden light pillar opened their mouths wide, and their eyes seemed to be glued to it, unable to move away from the light pillar.
The ancient temple, which originally had only a corner exposed, is getting taller inch by inch. It seems as if there is a big invisible hand grabbing it and pulling it up little by little.
The sandstorm is churning again, and the golden light is shining!
After eight thousand years of dust, the once glorious Buddhist kingdom, the predecessor of all Buddhist holy places, slowly rose up under the gaze of everyone, revealing its full picture bit by bit.
The passage of eight thousand years is enough to turn the sea into mulberry fields, enough to turn immortality into ashes! The glory of the past is now only the last glory left to make people admire, just like the dying person who shines back.
However, brilliance is brilliance, even if it is the last breath of returning glory, it still carries the momentum of looking down on the world!
Amidst the loud rumblings, the ancient temple rose from the ground inch by inch, solemn golden light filled the sky and the earth, and the rolling yellow sand was pushed away like waves.
The ruins of the Buddhist Kingdom, which have disappeared for eight thousand years, proudly appear in the public eye with the power of ancient times.
The crowd murmured and the monks sang, "Amitabha."