I am cultivating immortality in Zhetian

Chapter 13 The fifth phase, subduing the devil
In the ancient bronze coffin, darkness and coldness coexist.

A vicious look from nowhere, full of resentment accumulated from being suppressed by the Buddha for countless years, made Fu Jin's heart feel cold, his hands and feet were trembling, and the flashlight he turned on was shaking.

“It’s the thoughts of gods.

"When did it come in?"

Fu Jin is worried and a little confused.

He asked Ye Fan to carry the copper plaque and guard the gaps in the copper coffin, just to avoid getting into this big disaster.

Unexpectedly, the other party was one step ahead of him and entered the copper coffin early.

Fu Jin thought of Liu Yunzhi.

As the evil thoughts that were reincarnated after the death of the Dacheng Holy Body, even if [-]% of the cultivation base was cut off by Sakyamuni's supreme magic, his magical powers are still difficult to figure out and can be concealed quietly. Everyone exerts influence.

"Are you okay?" Ye Fan, who was the closest, noticed something unusual about Fu Jin.

Looking at the unaware Ye Fan, Fu Jin hesitated in his heart and did not reveal the murderous intention hidden behind it.

As long as the Jiulong Lacoffin arrives successfully and falls into the ancient forbidden land, even the gods will not dare to do anything rashly.

Pang Bo heard Ye Fan's voice and walked over by the light of a flashlight. Other close friends came forward to express concern.

Zhou Yi, Wang Ziwen and others also came to greet him.

"It's okay, I'm just a little weak." Fu Jin shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Zhou Yi looked at Fu Jin, his face was a little pale, but he was still in good spirits.He turned to look at the others and shouted loudly:
"Although we are out of danger for the time being, it would not be that simple for that demon to attract Buddha to take action a long time ago.

"Just in case, everyone gathered together with Buddhist utensils to avoid being plotted and ending up like Liu Yunzhi."

“And we don’t know where the next stop will be. With the sacred objects in hand, everyone can rest peacefully and recharge their batteries.”

Although the purple gold alms bowl and the ancient bronze lamp were lost, there are still many incomplete Buddhist utensils left in the hands of everyone.

Zhou Yi and Wang Ziwen jointly arranged the arrangements.

Fu Jin looked at another smaller ancient bronze coffin in the center and walked closer.

There is a coffin inside the coffin. Usually, this smaller coffin is actually used to bury the body, and together with the outer coffin, it is called the coffin.

The small coffin is four meters long and made of the same material as the big coffin. It is rusty, simple and mysterious, and you can feel it is a bit extraordinary at a glance.

Fu Jin mobilized his life essence, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the small coffin, trying to sense it, but to no avail.

Just as he was about to retract his palm, strange sounds suddenly sounded in the darkness.

The voice was weak and almost difficult to hear, but it contained a power that shook people's minds.It was as if a dull drum beat came from far away in time and space, and the sound was full of sadness. Then the bell rang, and the sadness filled the air, making people feel the same.

Not only Fu Jin, but other people also heard these sounds and couldn't help being surprised, thinking of the patterns engraved on the coffin wall.

The gods wept, the ancestors wept, and the strange beasts howled.

Then bursts of mourning came, as if countless people were praying for a person's funeral.

The bells and drums toll.

In a daze, everyone seemed to see an ancient emperor ruling the world, but in the end he was buried in a coffin.

Zhou Yi, who had just arranged everything, was surprised to see that the sacred objects and Buddhist vessels in everyone's hands were glowing, and the light was gradually dazzling, as if burning violently, overflowing crazily and rushing into the coffin wall in the darkness. .

The divine light dispelled the darkness, and on the bronze coffin wall covered with patina, the patterns of gods and ancestors became lifelike, as if they were about to step out of it in the next second.Everyone looked at the largest ancient bronze carving.

A vast starry sky pattern, with stars shining brightly, illuminated the coffin wall, and everyone seemed to be in the starry sky.

A thin line flashed on the star map, heading straight for seven bright stars forming a bucket shape.

At this moment, Fu Jin, who raised his palm, felt an extremely subtle mysterious force rush into his body along his arm, sinking into the sea of ​​suffering and disappearing.

"What is it?" Fu Jin's expression changed slightly, and he quickly stepped back to check, but found nothing.

In the sea of ​​suffering that turned into dots of blue light, the three broken monuments were suspended, silent and motionless, without any reaction, and without the unusual movement and extraordinaryness when facing the pressure of Crocodile Ancestor.

"Is it because that power is not harmful to me?" Fu Jin realized that he might have guessed the reason.

It's not harmful, is there any benefit?
With this thought in mind, he put the vajra in his arms and placed his palms on the copper coffin.

But alas, nothing more was gained.

Others looked at the star map. Not far away, Ye Fan held the copper coffin in his hand and seemed to have fallen into an epiphany. There was an otherworldly aura all over his body, as if he was an immortal who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and his desires were gone with the wind.

"Are you enlightened now?" Fu Jin sighed, feeling a little envious, even though he seemed to have gained unknown benefits from the copper coffin.

The sinister gaze that came from behind had disappeared, and the divine thoughts were hidden.

But being targeted by such a disaster, Fu Jin felt as if a stone was weighing on his heart, heavy and unsettling.

He sensed between his eyebrows the relics that he had absorbed and left behind in front of the Buddha.

This was not the Buddhist sutra that others had imagined, nor the ancient sutra of the Great Emperor that he had asked for, but a familiar picture scene.

He had seen similar murals in the Mogao Grottoes.

It was there that he picked up the relic.

Later, after asking local staff, he understood the meaning of the mural.

"Picture of Conquering Demons and Enlightenment."

According to legend, Sakyamuni went through eight stages in his life before he attained enlightenment and became a Buddha under the Bodhi tree. These eight stages are called "Eight Phases of Enlightenment."

The fifth phase among these eight phases is also the most important phase, which is "conquering demons".

The things left in the relics are exactly the scene when Sakyamuni conquered demons and became enlightened.

Sakyamuni is sitting in lotus position in the center of the painting, holding the true seal of subduing demons in his hands, with a huge canopy on top.On the clouds above the canopy, the three-faced and eight-armed King Jiang III, with his back leaning on flames, holding various magic weapons, made seals.

Up and down on both sides, between heaven and earth, countless terrifying-looking Yakshas, ​​Shuras, weirdos, witches, etc., either holding weapons or using magic powers, appeared in various postures to block the way.

When Fu Jin faced the vajra pestle brought by Liu Yunzhi, he subconsciously made the seal used by King Ming and dropped the opponent's Buddhist weapon.

It was from that moment that he had doubts about Liu Yunzhi.

Fujin watched the scene of subduing the demon with his mind. The half-shaped vajra in his arms trembled slightly, and there was golden light wandering on the surface of his body.The white jade coffin in his pocket emitted a milky white light, protecting him within it.

A pure holy breath circulates around the body, dispelling all evil thoughts and evil spirits in the outside world.

This was what Ye Fan saw when he woke up from studying the ancient scriptures in the copper coffin.

(End of this chapter)