boyutpedia Chapter 203 8 Arhat Formation
Chapter 203 8 Arhat Formation
The steps in the mountain were very long, and Changqing and the others walked very carefully to prevent any trap.
Halfway up the mountain, there are some small temples scattered here and there, but after tens of thousands of years, the temples have long since decayed and collapsed, and one can even see some rotten bones, and their clothes have long since turned to mud over the years.
Going further up, they began to see remains of corpses on both sides of the mountain road. Chang Qing picked up a skull and found that it had scars from monk's vows, suggesting that he belonged to a monk, but he did not know how he died.
Further up, there are traces of burnt black in many places, which are still clear even after thousands of years.
"Donor, please come upstairs~" A voice entered the hearts of the three people.
The three of them were stunned. They didn't expect there was still someone alive.
"Let's go up and take a look at who owns this voice and what he is up to!" Chang Qing touched his chin, flashed a wicked smile, and climbed the stairs.
Jiao Cang and Ling Yu looked at each other, trying to see Chang Qing's intentions from each other's eyes.
But they both shrugged at the same time, indicating that they didn't know, and had to keep up.
Under the sea of flowers, a group of heavy breathing sounds began to be heard.
Changqing, who was climbing, didn't know that there was a purple figure hanging far behind him. Because it was so far away, Changqing didn't notice it.
Along the way, Changqing ignored the strange things on both sides of the mountain road and strode straight towards the top of the mountain.
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When you reach the top of the mountain, you will see a very flat ground with a temple standing on it.
The temple is very clean. Even after thousands of years, it has not decayed. The gold bricks, jade tiles, and silver pillars, any one of which would be snatched up by the people living down the mountain in the outside world, are just common here.
"Treat money as dirt, this is the state of mind~" Chang Qing exclaimed.
"Donor, the old monk is in the largest building in the courtyard, you can come over~" the voice came again.
Chang Qing smiled slightly when he heard this. This sounded a little anxious, and he invited people to come up instead of coming out on his own initiative. He also asked people to come to see you, which was against the etiquette of hospitality. There was something wrong!
Chang Qing bowed to the temple gate and said, "Thank you, Master. I am a little tired after walking up the mountain. I need to rest for a while! Please wait for a moment, Master."
"The old monk was too anxious at that time, and I am guilty~" the voice came again, and then no more words were spoken.
Jiao Cang jumped off Ling Yu's shoulder and grew bigger to cover Chang Qing's figure.
Ling Yu in front of him only saw Changqing's eyes light up, and his green eyes looked towards the temple.
Between the golden bricks and jade tiles, inexplicable golden threads flickered, covering the entire temple, and some even went deep underground, disappearing to an unknown location.
"Qi? Formation?" These silk threads made Chang Qing a little confused. Although they were called formations, there was no system or rules at all.
This kind of energy is different from spiritual energy, and it is a little difficult to grasp for a while.
Changqing moved his fingertips, constantly deducing the origin of this energy, but still found nothing.
"Could it be..." Chang Qing suddenly patted his head and cursed himself:
"I'm stupid too! This is a temple! Buddhism doesn't practice spiritual energy, but the power of faith transformed into vows."
The golden threads kept flowing, as if confirming what Changqing was thinking. Changqing felt a grand vision on the threads and then breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that it wasn't some formation.
Changqing's spiritual consciousness rushed up to the sky and overlooked the temple. Upon seeing this, Changqing's expression became solemn again.
Strands of wish power madly flowed towards a hall in the center of the temple that seemed to have been eroded by a fire.
These wishes did not enter the hall, but instead lingered outside the hall, and then disappeared into the eighteen dusty stone statues around the hall.
“It’s like it’s not inside, but outside. It’s interesting.”
Changqing's spiritual consciousness swept over these statues.
The statue is covered by thick dust, so its face cannot be seen clearly, but it is vaguely seen as a monk. The position of the statue is also very interesting.
[It is arranged in an orderly manner, connecting the earth's energy of this mountain below, and above... ]
Chang Qing raised his head and looked upwards, then his pupils suddenly shrank. From this angle, he could see that the original big sun was actually a huge statue of Buddha sitting cross-legged. The sun-like light was exactly the light emitted by the statue!
[It extends to the sky, forming a formation that is in the right place at the right time?! A formation can be set up like this! ]
Changqing was very surprised. Today was an eye-opener. Changqing felt as if he had just gotten something.
[What is this formation for?... No! This is the Eighteen Arhats formation!]
[This formation has only one function - to seal the demon! ]
Changqing figured out the whole thing in an instant.
Looking at the burned palace, he showed some fear: "Tens of thousands of years have passed. Is this voice from Buddha? Or is it from the devil?"
Changqing withdrew his spiritual consciousness, his eyes rolled around, and an idea came to his mind.
Leaning against Jiaocang, Changqing closed his eyes, and soon began to snore and fell asleep.
Chang Qing's implication was, I know you are in a hurry, but don't be anxious, let me catch up on some sleep first.
Ling Yu was also a little speechless, but seeing that the teacher seemed to have a solution, he was no longer in a hurry and sat cross-legged and began to practice.
In the central hall of the temple, a voice became suspicious:
"Could it be, exposed?"
Later, the voice thought that what it said was correct and felt relieved.
The panting sound continued under the sea of flowers.
Time seemed to slow down, and for a moment this secret realm revealed a leisurely scene.
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It was not until half a day later that Changqing stretched and looked at the sun in the sky. There was no change at all, as if there would never be night in this secret realm.
After yawning, another voice came from the hall: "Have you rested well, young friend?"
Since Changqing was not sure whether it was a Buddha or a demon, he made some preparations for the sake of caution.
Chang Qing nodded and said, "It's time to rest. Master, since you are a native of this temple, you must know the temple very well. Can you take us to visit this temple?"
Changqing brought Jiaocang and Lingyu to push open the temple door and enter.
"Hey! The golden bricks and jade tiles are just external appearances. The inner function is just to protect against wind and rain. However, it is just an ordinary temple, no different from the outside world, so it is not worth mentioning." A voice came, wanting to change the subject.
"Alas! What the master said is not right. After all, it has lived for ten thousand years. Not to mention the gold bricks and jade tiles, the fact that it has not collapsed or damaged for ten thousand years and is so well preserved is a cultural relic. We naturally have to see it and pay our respects."
Chang Qing retorted and decided to leave this master alone for the time being.
The voice was silent for a long time before it came again, but this time it became calmer: "Since you want to see it, then you can go. It's just that I am not in a good condition and cannot take you to visit. Please forgive me~"
The voice also noticed something unusual at this moment and became alert. The two people and the monster in front of him obviously had too many concerns and were testing everywhere, so it was better to be careful.