Long Live The Emperor!

Chapter 704: The Thunder of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Everyone Recite My Voice (2)

Translator: 549690339

Then he would join forces with the Dragon King of the Southern Sea and kill one first.

The Shadow Shark continued, ” The human who was related to Feng Hongyu went to the sword tomb alone. Some time ago, the five dragon kings opened the restriction for him. There are still guards guarding the door.

This news is a little late, but at that time, the five dragon kings led an army out. Even though we have the ability to be almost invisible at the bottom of the sea, we didn’t dare to approach.”

“Sword tomb? Alone?”

The king of the third prison was really curious.

He instinctively felt that the male human was going to die.

But if he was going to die, why would the Five Dragon Kings open the sword tomb’s restriction for him?

He was curious and wanted to take a look, but the sword tomb was located near the core area of the five dragon kings. He could sneak in if he wanted, but he could not fight the battle in front of him.

After thinking about it, he suppressed his impulse and reminded,” Keep an eye on the situation over there. Although he’s definitely going to die, there are still many suspicious points. If you find anything, report it to me at any time. ”

The Shadowshark replied,”Yes”, then grabbed the spear and swam away.

On the other side.

Under the guidance of the strange fish, Xia Ji had already passed through the sword tomb and arrived at an abyss trench.

He sat cross-legged on a protruding tongue.

There was even a small cracked bead on the tongue.

Judging from the cracked patterns on the bead, it was very likely that it was once a sword, but it had been compressed into this shape under the great pressure here.

This place was a true forbidden land for life.

There were almost no living beings here.

In front of Xia Ji was a water lantern that was still illuminating.

The blue light shone down, illuminating an ancient temple in the deep sea below the mountain tongue.

Although the doors of the ancient temple were tightly shut, a terrifying spiritual fluctuation could be felt from his internal strength.

These spiritual fluctuations were so exaggerated that it was as if there were thousands of people buzzing in your mind.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, even a Fourteenth Stage cultivator, they would probably feel extremely uncomfortable after just a short pause and would only want to leave immediately.

And those with a lower realm would probably go crazy before long.

This was also the reason why Xia Ji stopped.

He had been sitting here for five days.

In these five days,

He tried to understand more information through the spiritual waves that were leaking out of the door crack.

“It seems that there are many monks chanting scriptures. This does have something in common with the appearance of this ancient temple. Then, is this the place where the golden jade statues of many ancient Buddhist mighty figures gather?”

“Are there still living people inside? This living person has been living until now using some kind of secret technique?”

He threw away these distracting thoughts. The more he thought about it, the easier it was for him to be led astray by his preconceived guesses. He had already adapted to these buzzing whispers.

Thus, Xia Ji raised his hand, and a powerful force that spanned thousands of feet pushed against the door.

The sudden buzzing sound from the door made people’s heads almost explode.

However, the door did not budge.

Xia Ji smiled. He took out the Sea Calming Pearl and hung it around his neck. Then, he brushed his clothes and stood in front of the temple gate of the ancient temple in the deep sea. He reached out with both hands and pushed the door open.

A loud noise came from the door, like a violent storm and the sound of bells and drums.

But when he pushed open the door, all sounds disappeared.

Behind the door was a temple with spider webs. The temple was very large and there were many dusty Buddha statues.

This place was like a human temple, except that there were a lot of Buddha statues here. At a glance, there was no end to it. The road was thousands of meters long, and there were golden jade statues sleeping on both sides.

Xia Ji instinctively raised his head and saw a dusty plaque. He blew on it lightly, and the dust fell to the ground as if it had a life of its own. It then crawled into the depths of the temple.

It was a little like an ant, but its speed was much faster than an ant.

Xia Ji only took a glance and the items were gone.

He retracted his gaze and saw that there were three words carved on the plaque in very ancient characters. He actually did not recognize them …

Since he didn’t know her, he didn’t force her and walked forward.

He had only taken one step when the temple door behind him closed.

The temple was pitch black.

Xia Ji held a water lantern in his left hand to illuminate the place while his right hand gently brushed past a Buddha statue beside him.

The dust on these Buddha statues immediately dispersed. As soon as they landed, they ran to the back hall as if they were escaping. The Buddha statues revealed their intact appearance.

It was a Buddha statue with its right hand touching the ground and its eyes calm.

Xia Ji recognized him. This was Amoghasiddhi, also known as Acalanatha Tathagata. He had seen him in ancient scriptures.

Just as he condensed Acala Tathagata, Acala Tathagata actually looked at him.

In fact, the Buddha statue did not move, it was just a thought.

It was a kind of spiritual communication.

After a moment…

It was also like going through eternity…

The man and the Buddha statue looked at each other like two wise men sitting opposite each other. They talked about Zen and talked about the world, the pure land, and the common people. They talked happily.

In his mind, the conversation between the two ended.

A surge of mental power surged toward Xia Ji, rushing into his mind like a galaxy.

This was a spiritual gift.

Xia Ji closed his eyes to digest the gift.

He did not know how much time had passed.

When he opened his eyes, the Buddha statue of the Acalanatha Buddha had already cracked and turned into dust.

Xia Ji didn’t expect to receive the gift so easily. However, it seemed like every bite and every peck had a destiny. If he didn’t know Buddhism and didn’t have a terrifying knowledge reserve, he wouldn’t be able to communicate with Acala Tathagata and naturally wouldn’t be able to receive the gift.