CHAPTER 553: CHAPTER 96 DID THEY ADVISE DHARMA ANCESTOR?

Canghuo Ancient Star, sub-branch of the Venerable Temple.

Deep within the sub-branch, in a small room dazzling with golden light, an altar shines brightly in the center. With a flash of light, several figures appear.

Descending from the altar, Li Qingming stretches languidly, his body crackling.

"Good thing the direction was corrected this time!" Ga She steps down from the altar, tossing the spiritless Lingshu Bodhisattva onto the ground.

Li Qingming smiles, saying, "Lingshu, isn’t it? Lead the way for us!"

"Yes, yes!" Lingshu nods obediently, devoid of any bodhisattva dignity.

Passing once again through the long corridor, Lingshu leads everyone into the grand hall of the sub-branch. In a corner of the lavishly adorned hall, Lingshu gently taps the wall.

"Click!"

Buddha Energy envelops the air, and golden light flickers, as a door about a zhang wide suddenly appears before everyone.

"It’s well hidden!" Li Qingming remarks meaningfully, glancing at Lingshu Bodhisattva.

"Sir, you jest!" Lingshu forces a smile uglier than crying, bowing and leading the way.

Passing through this door, the view opens up dramatically before everyone.

This is a temple of unknown age, decorated in an ancient and grand style. It’s filled with scrolls depicting the Bodhi evolution, clusters of Golden Lotus, Buddha attaining enlightenment... one after another, depicting the growth and changes of the entire Endless Buddha Realm.

Walking inside, it feels like a journey through history, returning to the ancient times of the Buddhist Sect, entering a temple where the Buddha lies in eternal rest.

Near the end, Li Qingming is stunned by a long scroll he sees:

A majestic mountain looms, with the Great Leiyin Temple agleam with golden light atop it. Beneath the Bodhi Tree by the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, two aged monks sit, scabbed over, their fingers flicking as they chuckle. Indescribably serene and peaceful!

Further on are thousands of cultivators with Innate Taoist Bodies, battling countless God Demons, defending an ancient city.

The scene shifts to the ancient city, filled with pale white bones and bright red blood. Three lonely figures stand in front of the city, gazing ahead, filled with the intent to kill and continue westward.

At this moment, Li Qingming finally understands the true meaning behind Wanling Pass. Heading west, opening Wanling Pass is the Path to Heaven, practicing supreme Taoism, protecting Huaxia Heaven and Earth!

"Big brother! I can understand the pictures before, but what does this mean when we get here?" Li Qingquan points to the two old monks under the Bodhi Tree, puzzled.

Li Qingming snaps back to reality, glances at Shakyamuni, and asks, "Shakyamuni, do you recognize these two old monks?"

Shakyamuni’s face is solemn, he nods and says, "This is the same as the mural on the Ten Thousand Buddha Ancient Star! But what puzzles me is that in my past life, my brother and I never came here!"

Li Qingming turns to Lingshu, asking, "Do you know what this is about?"

Lingshu nods, saying, "Sir! Each protector of Canghuo Ancient Star is informed of this history. Those two old monks under the Bodhi Tree are outsiders. They once guided Dharma Ancestor, aiding him in forming the Endless Buddha Realm!"

"What!"

Li Qingming is profoundly shocked. Amitabha Buddha and Zhunti Buddha Mother guided Dharma Ancestor? What a joke.

Let’s not talk about anything else, the timeline alone doesn’t match!

Before founding Buddhism, Amitabha Buddha was a reincarnated Chaotic Demon God, known as Jieyin Taoist. By that time, Heaven and Earth were already formed. Logically, since Dharma Ancestor was a Chaotic Demon God from Pangu’s era, how could he receive guidance from Jieyin Taoist? Not to mention Zhunti appeared even later than Jieyin.

Has the world gone mad, or have we!

Li Qingming turned and looked at the people who came out from Huaxia Heaven and Earth; they all seemed as dumbstruck as wooden chickens. Even Shakyamuni, the "the one involved," stared blankly, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

Lingshu Bodhisattva, having suffered terribly, watched them sensitively, not knowing why they reacted like this after hearing what he said. He feared that once they regained their senses, they would beat him up again.

Indeed, his worry turned into reality.

Once he regained his senses, Long Xuhu immediately slapped him and cursed, "You fucking dare to deceive us? Although those two old fellows have lived long enough, they absolutely didn’t live as long as Dharma Ancestor. They guided Dharma Ancestor to create the Endless Buddha Realm? Why not fabricate something even more outrageous?"

Lingshu, sent flying by Long Xuhu’s slap, almost felt like crying, and kept wailing, "Little monk did not deceive your excellencies, little monk truly did not deceive your excellencies..."

"How dare you talk back!" Long Xuhu, furious to the point his nose was crooked, stepped forward to kick him twice more.

Not only Long Xuhu felt this way, but Yang Jian and Li Qingquan also had strange expressions and showed disbelief.

Li Qingming hurriedly pulled him back, saying, "You blockhead, come back here! He might be telling the truth, it’s just that we are missing that lost piece of history!"

"Lost?" Long Xuhu touched the back of his head, somewhat incomprehensible.

"Master, there’s an altar ahead!" Suddenly, Ga She exclaimed.

A tall altar was visible not far away, its Buddha Light soft, mixed with a trace of Space Power.

Li Qingming walked to Lingshu’s side, lifted him, and together they approached the altar. He said, "Ga She, activate the teleportation altar!"

Ga She nodded, but shortly thereafter, he looked up and said, "Master, this, this can’t be teleported at all!"

"What’s going on?" Li Qingming slightly furrowed his brows.

"Master, this transmission altar, only I can activate it!" Lingshu, trembling, stretched out his hand and said.

"Alright, no tricks!" Li Qingming gently patted Lingshu twice and said, "I have planted Chaos Divine Thunder within your relic golden core. If you dare to play tricks, you will be turned to ash in an instant!"

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Lingshu hurriedly nodded.

He took out an item resembling a Sixth Grade Lotus from his storage space and pressed it into the central recess of the altar.

"Boom!"

A thin screen of light rose from the edges of the altar, which then started to spin rapidly, emitting a rich Space Power from the Sixth Grade Lotus, enveloping everyone.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, everyone vanished. Only the lonely altar remained, along with the Sixth Grade Lotus emitting a faint light.

...

This was a hazy space, approximately ten miles in circumference.

The group appeared out of nowhere here.

"Where is this?" Li Qingming scanned the grey misty space around, full of uncertainty.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a huge creature flew over from not far away, its Quasi-Saint Peak overwhelming aura pressuring the entire space.

Everyone narrowed their eyes and got ready to fight.

Unexpectedly, after this huge creature flew over, it prostrated on the ground and greeted Lingshu, who was at the forefront, saying, "Little Demon Diting, pays respects to the Bodhisattva!" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)