Chapter 1047: The Dharma-Ending Era!

"Masters, why are you interested in that jade bottle?" Xiao Jue asked casually.

It is a magic weapon. Although it is broken and the law is no longer there, it still makes me yearn for it. An old monk replied, someone was interpreting.

Ye nodded a little, although these people lack knowledge, they still have some knowledge, and they recognized it as a magic weapon. It seems that the jade purification bottle may cause some troubles because of it.

Several old monks are over a hundred years old, especially the guru who stepped into the realm of the life spring is as high as one hundred and twenty years old, but they are all full of energy, which is naturally different among ordinary people.

A few people are very humble, they are veritable monks, they don't talk about magical powers, they talk more about Buddhist scriptures, so-called miracles and so on.

He said that when he was in India, he saw a master put one hand on an elephant's foot and saved a child. And I saw an old monk sitting cross-legged in the void, motionless, although it was only for a short moment. In addition, I once saw the white light overflowing from the mouth and nose of an old monk penetrate the steel plate.

Xiao Jue nodded and said nothing.

In the age of desolation, it is a kind of sorrow for monks. These few people can be said to be ascetics who can only appear among tens of millions of people.

He sighed softly, it seemed that it was really difficult to find a real monk on earth.

Not long after, a few old monks spoke those ancient Sanskrit characters directly, with serious and serious expressions, and a kind of piety.

The ancient Sanskrit authority also came, and it turned out to be a master's disciple. He was very famous in the field of ancient Chinese, but he was respectful in front of several masters.

Several masters certified and asked for advice, asking where Xiao Jue got the ancient Sanskrit characters, which was of great significance to them.

"You guys know these words, what do they mean?" Xiao Jue asked.

The master kept silent, remembering that monks don't tell lies, and didn't want to deceive Xiao Jue, but felt that the matter was very important, so he didn't dare to say more.

Eventually, a master asked a group of followers to go out, leaving only the ancient language authority, who was also fluent in Chinese and could act as an interpreter.

According to 'my teacher, what they really mean is that they can open the way to Lingshan. "

"The spiritual mountain where the ancient Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas lived?" Xiao Jue's eyes lit up.

"Yes." Several old monks nodded.

"Do you believe there is such a place?" Xiao Jue asked seriously.

"Yes, it's in the western land, but after the last bodhisattva and ancient Buddha passed away, that place can't be opened." A master said that it was a secret passed down orally by eminent monks of all ages.

"Is it the original ashram of Buddhism? It seems that there may be a mysterious place, the vastness is not weaker than Mount Sumeru... I sensed it last time in the snow area." Xiao Jue thought to himself.

Several old monks begged for a glimpse of the sacred artifacts inscribed with ancient characters.

Xiao Jue sighed, even if they took out the little stone Buddha, they didn't have such a strong spiritual sense to probe in and observe, even he had to spend a lot of effort to penetrate into the Buddha's body.

He didn't answer right away, but asked some questions. He wanted to know if there were some ancient teachings on the earth today, but the masters were puzzled and shook their heads, not knowing.

"Haven't you guys come into contact with similar people, the kind of people who have Taoism and are like gods in the eyes of mortals?" Xiao Jue didn't give up.

They immediately nodded and said that there are such people. The master who reached the realm of life spring said that his master may know something, because he is almost such a person.

According to him, the old monk has lived for more than 190 years, his Taoism is much higher than him, and he has witnessed many mysteries in his life.

"My teacher said that there are Buddhas in the west and demons in the middle land."

Xiao Jue laughed immediately when he heard this, and asked him if he was saying that Taoism in Middle-earth is a demon?

Several masters hurriedly agreed, shook their heads repeatedly and said they dared not, they had no prejudice against Taoism, they said it was a real demon, but they had never seen it.

They have already realized that Xiao Jue is not very human, otherwise it would be impossible to say so much about him and spit out so many secrets. "

During World War II, my master traveled asceticly all the way and came to China. He didn't find a demon, but he really saw a demon god. "

An old monk in his 190s, frighteningly old, spanning three centuries, he has certainly experienced World War II.

However, this ascetic monk did not have any intersection with the middle-earth demon god, and avoided it far away, but only saw the monstrous blood of the demon god. "

Do you remember where you saw it? "Xiao Jue asked.

"You need to ask my teacher for this."

Speaking of the existence of aliens and god-like beings, another old monk told a story that he had personally experienced. When he was young, he practiced asceticism, and once saw a strange man with disheveled hair in a primeval rainforest in India, Yu Kong And line, disappeared in the mountains.

"My great-uncle, said that Jerusalem is a real great supernatural being."

Another master said that his great-uncle lived to be 230 years old before he sat down. He traveled to the west alone and encountered a god-like existence.

Xiao Jue's heart moved, Jerusalem is the holy city of the west, it has endless legends, and it is the activity center of ancient religions, Christianity, Judaism, and Christianity have countless people going there every year for pilgrimage, and there may be something still there today, Worth a visit in the future.

Several old monks pleaded again, wanting to see the sacred object engraved with Sanskrit.

Xiao Jue took out the small stone Buddha out of thin air, and immediately surprised several masters, and they became even more convinced that this young man is probably a god-like person.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't see the mystery inside the little stone Buddha. In the end, Xiao Jue took out a stone slab to represent a knife, scratched on it, wrote those ancient characters, and branded the Dao mark at the same time.

Xiao Jue handed over the stone slab and said, "Bring it back to India, show it to your master, ask him to come over, or invite a few real masters who are virtuous and virtuous, so we can come to China to discuss the little stone Buddha."

The several masters did not dare to be negligent, put away the stone slab with half weight, gave a deep salute, and then took their leave.

At the same time, in the Guardian Auction House, a bewitching young man stared at the fragment of the mutton fat jade vase with a strange look in his eyes, and then he sneered again and again.

When seeing Xiao Jue again, the little amethyst-like squirrel was teary-eyed, its big eyes fluttered, rushed over with a whoosh, hung on Xiao Jue's body, and quickly hid behind his back, only showing half of the little squirrel. His head timidly glanced forward with his big eyes.

This girl Xu Ye is very lively, she rushed over like a little lunatic, baring her teeth and claws, laughing coquettishly, catching the little purple squirrel.

These days Xiao Jue has been running around, all the way south, traveling all over the place, did not keep the little squirrel by his side, and stayed at Xu Qiong's home in City B.

There is no doubt that such a little guy can catch all eyes no matter where it is placed, and its fur is like silk, translucent and translucent, with flowing purple flowers, which directly fascinates the girl Xu Ye.

Whether it is eating or sleeping, she has to hug this little amethyst thing, and never leave it. This kind of enthusiasm really frightens the little guy.

Before Xiao Jue left, he had told it not to show any supernatural powers, and not to show any kind of morality, so the little purple thing never escaped from the clutches, and it was in pain and happiness.