Chapter 232

Mount Sumeru is towering, standing in the center of the Merit Sea. The Great Lei Yinsi is too high to be seen, but there are many holy temples singing Sanskrit sounds, as if Buddhas live there.

But as the merit pool water dropped, the mighty Buddha sounds on Mount Sumeru paused for a moment. The Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas all had solemn expressions at this moment.

The Eight-Treasure Merit Pool water is one with Mount Sumeru and is the longevity foundation of the Great Emperor Amitabha, which cannot be lost. In the past, it was always growing, but now it is dropping.

If placed in a feudal dynasty, this would be a famine year with poor harvests, an empty national treasury, and a great crime.

"Amitabha!!!"

The Ancient Buddha sitting at the head on the lotus flower had kind eyebrows and pleasant eyes, draped in a kasaya, with the sun, moon, and stars flowing on it, possessing an invisible majesty.

Mount Sumeru's foundation is unfathomable. Except for a Fighting Victorious Buddha, there is also a Sage presiding over the overall situation.

"Sun-Moon Lamp Bright Buddha, we cannot let him drink any more." The Bodhisattva responsible for guarding the merit pool said with fear, "That pool water has dropped a few more parts."

"Good, good. How much can a little monk drink?"

The Sun-Moon Lamp Bright Buddha's expression was calm, sitting on the lotus flower, waving his hand, "Don't worry about him."

"But..." A Bodhisattva wanted to speak but stopped.

"Good, good." The Sun-Moon Lamp Bright Buddha smiled indifferently, pointed his finger, and said leisurely, "The merit pool water cannot dry up, look."

Mount Sumeru bloomed with brilliance, like an immortal mountain holy land, one layer after another of silver brilliance steamed, and even light golden brilliance flowed. That was the most holy and brilliant faith.

This power was so vast that it made people's hearts tremble; it could not be measured at all. The entire mountain body had long been deified, every blade of grass and tree had Buddha-nature, and was thoroughly nourished by the brilliance.

This was the accumulation of the thought power of all Buddhist followers in the universe for tens of thousands of years, and it was only after a long period of accumulation that there was such an incredible scene today.

Following the Ancient Buddha's finger, rivers of faith manifested. Endless faith crossed the void, unaffected by distance, and finally all flowed toward Mount Sumeru.

"The Great Emperor Amitabha preached the Dao, not just in the Western Desert."

The Sun-Moon Lamp Bright Buddha smiled slightly, pressed his palms together and said, "In the tens of thousands of great races in the universe, I don't know how many recite the Buddha name. Since thirty thousand years ago, there have been many life ancient stars in the depths of the starry sky that have the orthodoxy of the Great Emperor Amitabha."

"That is the Amitabha Ancient Star..." A Bodhisattva looked at the largest and thickest river of faith and couldn't help but be moved. This river of faith was about to catch up with the whole of the Western Desert.

Amitabha Ancient Star, named after Amitabha, is the ancestral star of the Buddhist Great Emperor and also the private land of the Buddhist sect.

The whole star has no other orthodoxy; they are all temples, all reciting Buddha.

The river of faith penetrated down, and the tributaries from the eight wildernesses of the universe all flowed into the merit pool, gathering this vast ocean, with silver light and golden brilliance flashing, holy and solemn, illuminating the entire Mount Sumeru.

"Clang!"

The bell rang melodiously, purifying the hearts of the monks, letting them settle down completely, and they all shouted in unison: "Amitabha."

This is the sea of merit formed by the power of Buddhist faith in the whole universe. What Buddha son can squeeze it dry? Even a Great Sage can't do it!

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

An hour passed, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Mount Sumeru still maintained their smiles, very proper.

"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp..."

Two hours passed, and some Great Bodhisattvas began to frown.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Three hours passed, and the Sun-Moon Lamp Bright Buddha was also a bit uneasy.

Merit sea water poured into the Wheel and Sea secret realm. There is no living being in the world that can carry such vast faith. A Great Sage would be blown up; only the Undying Immortal Medicine is different.

They are things of the Immortal Dao, transformed by Immortal Kings of the past. Don't talk about a sea of merit; even if the universe were refined, the Undying Immortal Medicine could absorb it.

Rumble, half a day passed. Seeing that Lin Xian was no longer drinking water and was preparing to step into the merit sea to bathe his true body, at this moment, even the Buddhas were not steady.

"Evil obstacle, how dare you!!!"

The Buddhas in the sky cursed. Do you want the Buddhas of Mount Sumeru to drink your bathwater in the future?

Lin Xian stepped on the merit sea water, did not sink, but bloomed lotus flowers with every step. Green lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, swaying with chaotic breath. As soon as they took root, they surged and boiled, rolling back like a dragon sucking water.

The Green Emperor is not just talk. The transformation of the Undying Medicine and the absorption of vitality have reached an unprecedented level.

Lin Xian obtained his orthodoxy, can absorb any energy, and swore to gnaw through everything in the world.

The green lotus roots grew wildly like a great dragon, roaming the merit sea, casting his own dragon palace, evolving the Green Lotus Divine Temple. Lin Xian sat in the temple, like a Buddha and a god, incomparably holy, attracting believers around to kowtow.

However, the Buddhas on Mount Sumeru were anxious and hurriedly lowered strands of welcoming golden light, grabbing Lin Xian together with the green lotus.

When he opened his eyes again, a group of Golden Body Arhats appeared in front of him, bathed in golden light, with divine rings hanging behind their heads, their flesh incomparably powerful, all of them tough guys who could stand on their fists and run horses on their arms.

Now, one by one, they all looked at Lin Xian with unkind expressions. Kid, you're the only one who can eat!

"Amitabha!" The leading Luo Han, wrapped in a great dragon, solemn, with a square face, said loudly: "Junior brother, the Buddhas invite you."

Lin Xian's expression was calm, he stepped forward, followed the Arhats up Mount Sumeru, and entered the Great Lei Yinsi.

"Where does this junior brother come from?" A Tiger-Subduing Luo Han responsible for escorting him asked with a smile: "You are so bold, the merit sea was almost squeezed dry by you. Be careful when you go in; the Ancient Buddha has a small heart."

"This poor monk is Maitreya." Lin Xian smiled slightly, just pointing to the sky.

The Tiger-Subduing Luo Han was shocked in his heart and couldn't help but say: "Junior brother is from outside the domain?"

"No." Lin Xian said indifferently: "I mean, I have someone above me."

"Ah..." A group of Arhats were stunned and stood on the spot, because the Great Lei Yinsi had arrived.

The ancient temple on the top of the mountain was magnificent, simple and atmospheric, very spectacular, like an immortal palace that would not decay. The tiles and ridges were stained with a layer of holy brilliance.

A rusty copper plaque hung on the ancient temple in the center, with a few words engraved on it, iron strokes and silver hooks, vigorous and powerful, exactly the four words "Great Lei Yinsi".

"Great Emperor forbidden weapon, much stronger than the one on Mars." Lin Xian looked at the plaque and muttered, then looked at the big bell behind the temple, narrowed his eyes, and muttered: "Not just one piece."

He had come into contact with too many Emperor weapons. Now he had a Dragon-Pattern Black Gold Tripod in his body and was very familiar with the breath of Emperor weapons.

Mount Sumeru's foundation is too deep. Many things were practiced by Amitabha. Even if they are not Emperor weapons, they have the breath of the Supreme level.

"Proclaim Maitreya to have an audience!"

In the Great Lei Yinsi, a loud voice rang out, then the door opened, and countless Jin Gang Arhats shouted in unison, saying loudly: "Proclaim Maitreya to have an audience!"

Lin Xian remained unmoved, but fixed his eyes on an immortal tree in front of the Great Lei Yinsi, its branches stretching out like a coiled dragon, very mysterious.

It's just that it had withered now, without a trace of vitality, like the extinguished Amitabha, leaving only the form, and the spirit didn't know where it had gone.

This is the past life of the Bodhi tree. It is different from other Undying Medicines. Every time it is reborn through Nirvana, leaving behind the old withered body and regenerating a seed.

In a sense, this is also a Nirvana. If one can watch this process, it will be of great benefit to the Red Dust Immortal Path.

"Junior brother Maitreya, the Ancient Buddha invites you." The two Arhats, Dragon-Subduing and Tiger-Subduing, stepped forward, saying they were going to clamp Lin Xian and walk toward the Great Thunder Temple.

"It should be the Buddhas coming to see me." Lin Xian laughed, shocking the two Arhats and changing their expressions.

"What arrogant words!"

A cold voice rang out in the Great Lei Yinsi, and strands of faith power gathered, either becoming Vajras or Heavenly Gods, all looking over.

The Four Heavenly Kings of the East, South, West, and North, the legendary Four Heavenly Kings, actually manifested at this moment. I don't know if they were real people or faith gods.

And in the innermost part, several Bodhisattvas sat, and there was an Ancient Buddha who was solemn and awe-inspiring.

The Ancient Buddha did not speak, and a Great Bodhisattva scolded: "What are you laughing at!"

"Always laughing, laughing at the laughable people in the world." Lin Xian laughed loudly.

There was a silence in the Great Lei Yinsi, and the two Arhats who were about to capture Lin Xian quietly loosened their hands.

Another Bodhisattva in charge of the merit pool suddenly shouted: "Why is your stomach big again? How much merit water did you drink? You committed greed!"

"The big belly can contain, containing the difficult things in the world." Lin Xian said leisurely.

"Mount Sumeru is the Buddha land, all are holy, where are there any difficult things?" The third Bodhisattva sneered.

"Where is there anything holy." Lin Xian's expression was calm, pointing to the vast Mount Sumeru, and said loudly: "I look around, and I only see demon sons and grandsons wearing monk clothes, living in temples, talking about the demonic Dao."

"When Amitabha was in the world, the Buddhas gathered, three thousand Buddhas discussed the Dao, Sages gathered, showing compassion."

"Now it has declined. If it weren't for a Fighting True Buddha, Mount Sumeru would have become a demon cave."

"Junior, what are you saying!" At this moment, the Bodhisattvas in the Great Lei Yinsi were furious. This was a provocation to Mount Sumeru, no longer an internal contradiction of Buddhism, but demonic words that could be called blasphemy, an enemy contradiction.

What Heavenly Kings, what Heavenly Gods all retreated, replaced by eight guardians, including big pythons, Yakshas, Asuras, and Garuda... the eight groups were born.

If Lin Xian didn't give a reasonable explanation, the eight groups of heavenly dragons would have to eliminate demons and defend the Dao.

Lin Xian's face did not change, he was still calm, and said slowly: "Amitabha established the sect, created the Buddhist sect, believers were everywhere, collecting the power of faith. This is a great conversion, but it is not suppressing people's original will, but mutual trade-offs."

"He converted a great world, saved all living beings, obtained the power of faith, but also made believers full of spirit, light and healthy, mutually beneficial."

"And what is Mount Sumeru doing now? Exploitation, deprivation, deception, foolish people! Blindly asking from believers, viewing the power of faith as their own private property, without the atmosphere of saving all living beings."

"Is this still the Mount Sumeru of the past, is this still the Great Lei Yinsi of the past?"

"How can this group of vermin together run the Buddhist sect well!"

"If Mount Sumeru rots a little here, the Western Desert will rot a piece. If Mount Sumeru rots completely, the whole Western Desert will rise up!"

There was silence in the Great Lei Yinsi, and the Arhats looked at each other. The situation Lin Xian said did indeed exist.

In a big forest, there are all kinds of birds. There is only one sect in the Western Desert, so it is inevitable that some monks who recite the wrong scriptures will go on the evil path for the power of faith.

"I am not an enemy of the Buddhist sect; I am here to join the Buddhist sect."

"In this life, I want to make the Buddhist sect great again."

Lin Xian pressed his palms together, solemn, bathed in Buddha light, flowing with Buddha-nature, and shouted: "Namo Future Constellation Maitreya Buddha!"

Between his brows, a green lotus imprint appeared, blooming with infinite brilliance, as if welcoming some power, resonating with a sarira in the deepest part of Mount Sumeru.

Immediately after, Lin Xian stepped forward, walked to the opposite side of the withered Bodhi tree, and took out a Bodhi seed he had swindled from Ye Holy Body and planted it directly.

The Bodhi seed, which had absorbed infinite merit water, rang when it touched the Buddha soil of Mount Sumeru. Infinite power of faith was its best soil; it wouldn't be exchanged even for the Undying Mountain.

"Clang."

The Bodhi seed cracked, pulling out a tender bud, overflowing with supreme life essence. The breath of the Undying Immortal Medicine made the monks immerse themselves in it, as if listening to the Buddha's teaching.

The Bodhisattvas and Ancient Buddhas in the Great Lei Yinsi jumped off the lotus throne in fright, exclaiming: "Bodhi seed, Undying Divine Medicine!!!"

This kind of Undying Medicine has deep significance for the Buddhist sect. It was held by the Great Emperor Amitabha in the past and is the holy tree of the Buddhist sect. Shakyamuni attained enlightenment and became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree.

Infinite power of faith poured in, and Mount Sumeru's thirty thousand years of accumulation fully supported the Bodhi seed, regardless of the cost, to let it be reborn and grow.

The Bodhi seed was green and dripping, fresh as clouds, and under the nourishment of the power of faith, it grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, swaying new leaves.

The newborn, brilliant, living Bodhi seedling formed a clear contrast with the withered, high, empty shell of the Bodhi old body in front of the Great Lei Yinsi.

Lin Xian walked four steps in the southeast, northwest, and finally returned to sit in front of the Bodhi seedling, solemn, and said loudly: "Bodhi twin trees, both withered and prosperous, constant joy, self-purity, neither false nor empty."

"Clang!"

The Buddha bell behind the Great Lei Yinsi rang without wind at this moment. In the shocked eyes of the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas of Mount Sumeru, a vast Buddha body rose in front of the withered Bodhi tree.

A breath of the Great Emperor permeated, and the vast life fluctuation surged.

"Great Emperor Amitabha!"

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas groaned, then bowed down like the most pious believers, but did not dare to get close.

Because this scene was too weird. On one side was the newborn Bodhi seedling, with a young monk sitting under the tree, and on the other side was the withered Bodhi tree, with the long-extinguished Amitabha manifesting under the tree.

This scene, even outsiders would be terrified, let alone Buddhist cultivators who always pay attention to reincarnation and focus on the past and future.

"Rumble..."

In the most mysterious ancient land of Mount Sumeru, the closed-door meditation place of the Fighting Victorious Buddha, chaotic mist overflowed, and the Demon-Subduing Pestle moved accordingly. This Emperor weapon's spirit actively awakened.

"The pestle awakened by itself; this kind of thing only happened two thousand years ago."

"Because Shakyamuni broke out of the Great Lei Yinsi, denied Amitabha's Dao, and turned into a demonic shell."

"Now it has reappeared. Is it the other half of the demonic shell, or the reincarnation of the Buddha?"

All the divine monks, Buddha sons, Bodhisattvas, and Ancient Buddhas on Mount Sumeru held their breath, witnessing this scene, incomparably nervous.

Perhaps today they could witness a miracle, evolve reincarnation, and verify Amitabha's Dao.

"I am the Future Constellation, White Lotus Maitreya."

Lin Xian pinched the Buddha seal, solemn, showing compassion, and said: "In the past, Amitabha presided over the Great Lei Yinsi. Today, this poor monk opens the Small Electric Lei Yinsi to save all living beings."

(End of chapter)