Free Web NovelChapter 1921: Chapter 1919: [Did a Story Take Place in This Temple?]
One foot stepped onto the cushion where the Buddhist Emperor once meditated, whether Ye Tianchen’s act was sacrilegious or merely an unconventional attempt, he indeed did it!
However, when Ye Tianchen stepped onto it, his whole body froze, completely motionless. He felt as if his soul and body were instantly separated, and the Wuji Taoist, noticing something was amiss, tried to save him but was knocked out by an invisible force!
In the dark space, Ye Tianchen’s soul seemed to be imprisoned within, no matter how he struggled or tried to exert his power, it was all futile, for he simply couldn’t break free from the constriction of this dark space. Death encroached step by step, even the Chaos Qi he relied on most seemed unable to guarantee his survival.
At a critical moment, when faced with a life-or-death crisis, Ye Tianchen felt utterly helpless. Suddenly, the words "Amitabha Buddha" echoed in his mind, followed by an unusual power emerging within his soul. This power made him pause, and then, he seemed to understand something, sitting cross-legged in the terrifying dark space, hands joined, he slowly began to chant a Buddhist Sutra!
As this series of Buddhist Sutras were chanted, the dark space that was compressing towards Ye Tianchen, threatening to obliterate him completely, unexpectedly began to slowly cease. Of course, it neither expanded further; it simply came to a standstill, while the scene before Ye Tianchen transformed, he seemed to witness the Buddhist Emperor of the past led his disciples through the desert.
At that time, the Buddhist Emperor had not yet reached the Emperor Realm stature, but he already embodied some Buddhist Taoist Rhythm, leading his disciples through the desert!
"Unexpectedly, the Buddha is actually a graceful youth, so different from many of the Buddha statues in the Mortal World!" Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but exclaim, watching the scene in the desert below.
In front of Ye Tianchen appeared a stretch of desert, where under the blazing sun, everything felt engulfed by fire. Ahead and behind were two monks walking in the desert, both exhausted. Leading them was a charming young monk, exuding a captivating aura!
"Master, this place is simply an endless desert. If we keep walking like this, who knows how long it will take!" Following behind was a fierce-looking monk, appearing to be over forty, much older than the youthful Buddhist Emperor.
"Ming King, the path is beneath our feet. As long as we keep moving forward, there’s nowhere we can’t reach!" The young Buddha smiled and said.
"But... Master, why don’t we use Qi Manipulation Flight? With our speed, we could leave this desert in no time." The monk called Ming King suggested after some thought.
"Ming King, the Buddhist sect’s teachings require us to tread every step. Since you follow me, you must act accordingly. I have always been this way!" The young Buddha shook his head, replied.
Ming King glanced at the young Buddha, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. Ever since he followed the young Buddha, every day had been spent walking, living the life of an ascetic monk, begging for alms everywhere, unable to use any Divine Skills no matter how potent they were. This left Ming King feeling frustrated and unable to comprehend the young Buddha’s intentions. Why avoid cultivation and advancement, always wandering within the Martial Arts World? Could this truly lead to higher cultivation?
"Master, I feel that continuing this way doesn’t seem like much of a solution..." Ming King couldn’t help but express.
"That’s because you haven’t truly absorbed the experience; your heart has yet to find true calm!" The young Buddha smiled and replied.
Watching the young Buddha continue forward, Ming King raised his eyes to the blazing sun above, genuinely tempted to strike it down with a palm. Given his power, knocking down the fiery sun wouldn’t be difficult; however, he knew this would definitely be stopped by the young Buddha, leaving him quite dissatisfied with the young Buddha!
The blazing sun took its toll; even the robust martial artists like the young Buddha felt suffocated walking in this desert. Especially the young Buddha, insisting on doing everything personally without deploying any power to defend against nature’s harshness. If they continued like this, they might surely perish here.
"Master, I feel I can’t go on; without using power to shield ourselves, we will die." Ming King panted heavily.
"If you persist, you will gain much; if you do not persist, you will lose much!" The young Buddha said calmly.
Ming King glared fiercely at the young Buddha, his anger simmering inside. Yet he forced himself not to explode, continuing to follow the young Buddha onward.
"This Young Buddha possesses incredibly strong perseverance. Even if I had just entered this desert myself, I would have had to muster my strength to resist it, yet he manages to withstand this harsh desert environment and the blazing sun overhead without ever using mana. How formidable!" Ye Tianchen thought in surprise as he watched the scene unfold.
Thud!
The monk called "Ming King" by the Young Buddha suddenly collapsed in the desert. The Young Buddha glanced at Ming King, hurriedly helping him up, and asked, "Ming King, are you okay?"
"Master, I’m fine, I won’t die; I just don’t understand why you’re doing this. What’s the point? I can’t take it anymore!" Ming King asked with a deep frown.
"Experience, to physically experience everything in this world—joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, life, aging, illness, and death. This is the path I must walk!" the Young Buddha said seriously.
"But... I can’t make it out of this desert anymore, I can’t. Let’s just fly out?" Ming King asked, glancing at the Young Buddha. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
"You can fly out; with your power, it’s just a matter of spreading your wings. I will walk out. Wait for me outside of this desert!" the Young Buddha said after some thought.
"This... is your perseverance meaningful? It’s just futile!" Ming King said, quite angrily.
The Young Buddha looked at Ming King but didn’t say much, only continued to walk forward step by step. Ming King stood in the desert, watching the Young Buddha’s receding figure, feeling a sense of frustration. His anger surged, feeling that continuing forward with this Young Buddha was a mistake and that he had even been deceived by him!
With a thud, after the Young Buddha had walked a distance ahead, Ming King suddenly collapsed in the desert again. The Young Buddha frowned, then helped Ming King up and said, frowning, "It would be great if there was a place to rest here, I wish!"
Rumble!
As soon as he said "I wish", a temple mysteriously appeared out of nowhere in the desert. The Young Buddha smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and then helped Ming King inside!
Though called a temple, it was actually just a single room, surrounded by earthen walls, with only a stone table and a few stone stools inside, along with two meditation cushions. The Young Buddha helped Ming King inside, supporting him to sit upright on the stone stool, then he approached one of the meditation cushions and sat cross-legged on it!
Night gradually fell, and the Young Buddha entered a meditative state as soon as he sat down, seemingly motionless, as if even his breathing had ceased. This scene left Ye Tianchen utterly shocked; the Young Buddha is truly formidable, mainly due to his formidable willpower, which left Ye Tianchen deeply shaken. He never expected this Young Buddha, seemingly only seventeen or eighteen years old, to be so powerful at that age. It’s as if he had already comprehended the strongest secret skill of heaven and earth, truly astonishing, making one have no choice but to admire the Young Buddha’s power!
He meditated for an entire day. Not eating or drinking might not be an issue for a martial artist, as they wouldn’t die, but to sit cross-legged for an entire day—this kind of willpower is something that not just anyone can achieve. It’s incredibly strong, so strong that Ye Tianchen was somewhat surprised. To remain motionless, truly meditating and remaining motionless for so long, within the entire Martial Arts World, you couldn’t find many like this!
Meditation to the point of stillness is not something that can be achieved through high cultivation realms or strong power; it requires strong willpower. It’s not something that every powerful martial artist possesses; it’s not a comparable thing!
Suddenly, Ming King stood up from the stone stool and began walking step by step towards the meditating Young Buddha, with a murderous intent in his eyes. Ye Tianchen was startled; could it be that something happened in this temple back then that is unknown to others? Could it be that this disciple of the Young Buddha, Ming King, once tried to kill the Young Buddha?
Thinking of this, Ye Tianchen was truly taken aback, becoming incredibly surprised. What exactly happened in this temple back then? It seems there really is a hidden secret here. At this moment, seeing Ming King quietly approaching the Young Buddha step by step, with eyes full of ruthlessness and murderous intent, is truly shocking. The Young Buddha is Ming King’s master; could it be that Ming King intends to commit patricide? fгeewebnovёl.com
Committing patricide is an incredibly insane act in the entire Martial Arts World, even though the Martial Arts World is cruel and bloodthirsty beyond compare. It is still a deed of treachery and shame despised by all. What exactly does Ming King intend to do? (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)
