Spirit Plant: I have an entry panel

Chapter 390 389. Seven Treasures Buddha Light Soil

"I really am worrying too much."

Yuan Xi felt that it was really easy for him to think too much.

Song He has always been extremely stable since they met, and rarely does anything he is unsure of. How could he not care about the "fire of heaven's abandonment" that devours luck?

Ignoring other inheritances for the time being, those are all known openly.

Just the two weird phantoms of dumplings were enough for Song He to spend casually. They were both special to this world.

The fire abandoned by heaven returns in vain.

Song He had already known what would happen.

So he looked calm.

Just kidding, if a guy with such outrageous luck like him can still be burned by fire... then it's definitely not his problem, it's the world's problem.

He was so indifferent that he didn't even glance at the flame.

He just stared at the lotus flower with its flower plate still hanging down, as if it was clinging to a hungry ghost, his eyes burning, searching carefully.

Finally, a tiny pinprick-like hole was discovered behind the lotus - it was inconspicuous and shrouded by the chaotic power around it, making it extremely difficult to detect with both spiritual consciousness and naked eyes.

The most important thing is: it is still slowly closing.

It seems that because the hungry ghost's life is gradually coming to an end, it will also disappear.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, please be patient and don't struggle!"

Before he could say anything, Song He grabbed Yuan Xi's sleeve, a starlight flickered on his body, and led her directly into the extremely small space crack.

The monks all know that traveling through space rifts at will is quite an act of seeking death, especially this kind of space rift that is still shrinking.

What if it happens to close during the shuttle...

Well, that would be very, very troublesome.

If you don't have enough strength, you will almost certainly die ugly.

Although Song He was somewhat confident about space travel, he was also a little disappointed.

After finally crossing this space passage, before his consciousness and eyes were released, Song He smelled a cold but fragrant sandalwood scent.

He slowly raised his head and looked around.

All I saw were golden buildings as far as the eye could see.

The sound of the bell is thick, the sandalwood is fragrant, and there seems to be traces of milk fragrance lingering in the fragrance, which makes people feel calm.

"The pure land of Buddhism?" Yuan Xi blinked and looked around curiously.

"It can't be a pure land, there's something wrong with the soil here."

Song He bent down and reached out to dig a handful of the golden earth under his feet. As a result, it felt fine and soft to the touch, and it flowed in the palm of his hand.

The soil turned into sand, flowing through the fingers of the Song River.

Yuan Xi looked at Song He's movements, thoughtful in her heart. She quickly walked to the nearest palace, stretched out her white fingers, and tried to dig out a piece.

However, when her fingertips touched the wall with the strange relief mural, she suddenly retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted.

A touch of bronze light appeared on the white and tender skin.

"Fellow Taoist?" Song He asked with concern.

Yuan Xi, who was covering his fingers, shook his head, used copper coins to guide the power, and then sighed:

"What a powerful force of time!"

Not only did she not want to stop, but she even regained her energy.

He took out a pile of copper coins on the spot and woven the copper coin sword with some golden silk threads. He moved quickly and skillfully, and it was completed in a short time.

Song He already knew what she wanted to do and was very interested, but he honestly took two steps back and said with concern:

"Be careful."

"It doesn't matter."

Yuan Xi took the braided copper coin sword in his hand, and then stabbed it straight towards the splendid palace.

"Ding~click~"

The sound of the copper coin sword touching the wall was a very crisp sound, like the sound of broken porcelain.

It was as if a thin film had been pierced on the splendid walls, and the entire palace looked much "clearer".

But when the copper coin sword in Yuan Xi's hand came into contact with the power on the surface of the palace, it exploded one after another. The sword, which was a golden elixir weapon after all, was shattered into pieces.

But Yuan Xi didn't show any heartache.

She stepped forward and grabbed the wall directly.

This time there was no obstacle, and he easily grabbed a piece of it like tofu and held it in his hand for a closer look.

As a result, the wall that seemed to be gold quickly weathered and turned into golden sand, which also passed through her fingertips and fell to the ground, making it impossible to distinguish.

The poor palace had this section dug out, and there was no sign of recovery. It was as if some mechanism had been turned on, and the sand began to gradually disintegrate from the break.

Soon, the magnificent palace collapsed.

It turned into a pile of sand and disappeared into the land, as if it had never appeared in the first place.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiqi said:

"Is it all made of sand? The spiritual material in the shape of golden sand...is it related to the sea of ​​golden sand?"

Song He nodded in agreement: "I guess there should be some connection.

I guess the people who maintain this place must be in a certain hall. It seems that we are going to be the bad guys who destroy the Buddhist Pure Land. "

He chuckled, actually a little eager to try.

"Brother Song, do you mean to demolish all the halls here?"

Yuan Xi's eyes almost went dark.

Although she used the copper coin sword lightly just now, that thing is not endless. It wants to destroy the endless palaces here like mountains...

It's impossible even to empty her out!

Song He shook his head: "Of course we can't just rely on the efforts of fellow Taoists."

He immediately took out the very naughty rat from the Mi Shen tree, which was chewing branches next to the Four Seasons Baoguang tree, and placed it on the sand.

Rats dig holes, which is their innate ability.

Ordinary rats can dig underground passages like a maze, let alone a special being like a rat.

As soon as it was placed on the ground, it screamed excitedly "chichichi" a few times. Knowing what Song He needed it to do, needless to say, it couldn't wait to run towards a palace nearby.

"Let's go, maybe we can get some treasures." Song He motioned for Yuan Xi to follow.

The two of them just followed Zishu, watching it use its paws to dig at the base of the wall of the splendid palace, and soon dug out a small mouse hole.

The strange thing is that the power of time on the palace walls has not been damaged at all, and it continues to circulate and remain intact.

Yuan Xi couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "Ha, I didn't expect that I would have to go through a rat hole today!"

Song He didn't feel anything at all. After all, he had drilled it once before, but Yuan Xi was still asleep at that time and didn't get up.

"Then I'll be in front, fellow Taoist, follow me closely."

Seeing that Zi Shu had gotten inside, Song He and Yuan Xi shrank their bodies and followed behind it, passing through the still intact power of time.

It's like walking through a mist.

The two of them had walked out of the mouse hole and raised their heads.

The interior of the hall is still golden.

The floor is paved with gold bricks, and the walls are decorated with extremely brightly colored murals, which seem to depict... a scene of a cow ascending to heaven and becoming a Buddha?

How should I put it? It’s not that it can’t be done.

It just always feels weird.

Song He recorded the murals on the painting leaves inside the Mishen tree while looking at the surrounding environment.

At this time, he and Yuan Xi were in Zishu's spiritual realm and were barely affected by the power of time around them. However, if they left the spiritual realm... even he was not sure what would happen.

Buddhism often says that a moment is eternity.

I'm afraid time here is "eternity".

"Jiji!"

Zishu suddenly called out to Song He anxiously. The latter came back to his senses and looked in the direction indicated by Zishu, his heart skipping a beat.

He thought to himself: This time I have made a profit!

It was an inconspicuous corner located in the main hall.

But there was a table there with several objects placed on it.

Golden round beads.

It is a very pure golden color, and there seems to be a strange energy lingering on the surface, although it is not so clear because of the distance.

But its characteristics are still exposed, the vague Buddhist patterns and thick golden halo on the surface, as well as the kind of Qi that can get rid of diseases.

no doubt.

This thing is "Seven Treasures Gold", one of the Seven Treasures of Buddhism.

This kind of gold is not a naturally occurring spiritual material mineral, but a special spiritual material created by Buddhism through the power of wish. Not only is it "indestructible", it also has the magical effect of dispelling diseases and ensuring health and longevity.

If a mortal is lucky enough to get one, not only will he not suffer any disasters caused by weapons in his life, his body will be immune to all diseases, and he will even be able to attract wealth.

It is also an excellent treasure for monks.

It's a pity that it requires extremely pure will power to be born, so generally it can only appear in the pure land world of Buddhism.

It is too late for Buddhism to use it, and even less is left to the outside world.

Being rare is one thing, but the key is that this thing can prepare an extremely special kind of spiritual soil - Buddhist Golden Soil.

This is a special kind of spiritual soil in Tianwentang. The main material required is Buddhist "gold", and the higher the grade of gold, the better.

That kind of extremely special spiritual soil is said to have been passed down by monks from the upper world. It has the potential to grow and is even one of the main materials of another kind of spiritual soil.

That is the "Seven Treasures Buddha's Light Soil".

As the name suggests, the spiritual soil made from the seven Buddhist treasures is combined into one. The highest level of this spiritual soil is even more special than the pure soil.

The most important thing is...with it, you can cultivate the four spiritual flowers of Buddhism.

Namely, Udumbara, Manjushuahua, lotus and mountain magnolia.

The basic spiritual plants needed for the last three are very special, and even Song He can't get them casually - they are all fifth-level and difficult to find, but Udumbara has some ideas.

When he was wandering around in the Northern Territory, he found a "Xingluo Tan", which was one of the spiritual plants that could cultivate Shenghui Youtan. If it could be cultivated, it would even have a hint of the miraculous effect of the Bodhi tree.

‘Is it really possible to gather all the Seven Treasures here? ’

Song He was a little excited.

So much so that the corners of his mouth, which had always been indifferent, were slightly raised.

'Brother Song, this is...'

At this time, Yuan Xi also followed Song He's gaze and said quickly with his heart skipping a beat: "Brother Song brought his talents to this hall. All the gains should belong to Brother Song."

It's not that she doesn't care about those golden beads;

On the contrary, she knew how difficult it was to obtain the Seven Treasures Gold of Buddhism, so she was worried about whether something would become dirty because of a treasure - since ancient times, monks would go together to hunt for treasures, and most of them would turn against each other because of the treasure.

Let's not talk about whether she can beat Song He. Even if she can, she is not willing to meet Song He's swordsmen.

"Huh?" Song He came back to his senses, smiled calmly and said: "You and I should explore this place together, and you should have your share.

Let's get it first, and then we can distribute it in detail. "

As he spoke, he motioned for Zi Shu to walk forward.

Following Zi Shu's footsteps, Song He and Yuan Xi soon arrived in front of the stage enshrining the "Seven Treasures of Gold". There were a total of five gold beads placed on the stage.

It's just that the power of time around these golden beads is very terrifying, and they are in a weird situation. If they are destroyed casually, the gold inside will probably not be able to withstand time and will weather quickly.

It was the same as the palace that was violently demolished by Yuan Xi just now.

Song He looked at it carefully for a while, took Zishu in his hand, pointed at the golden ball and said, "Where is the Zhouguang resin you swallowed?"

"Jiji!"

After Zishu nodded, he immediately opened his mouth and spat out wisps of sticky resin, directly covering the plate with the golden beads and the golden beads inside.

In the light gray amber, the golden light froze.

This means that the power of time surrounding the plate is wrapped in the light resin and is in a static state, and will no longer become chaotic due to the influence of external forces.

"I'll keep this for now. If there's anything else to harvest later, we'll distribute it together."

After saying this, he unceremoniously put the plate into the Mi Shen Tree and gave it to the Four Seasons Baoguang Tree for safekeeping.

"Brother Song, just take it first."

Yuan Xi had no objections to this.

…

Next, the two of them visited more than a dozen palaces one after another and found the remaining six Buddhist treasures and also collected some small relics.

After identification, it was definitely a relic from the Bodhisattva realm. Although it was just a finger bone relic, it was quite good.

Overall, it was quite rewarding.

The joy of treasure hunting is simple and unpretentious - just when Song He was planning to explore more palaces with Yuan Xi, a speechless scene occurred.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the golden Buddha's light rose from the ground, flying towards the high sky supporting the palaces like auspicious clouds, and soon disappeared.

This scene was certainly very spectacular. The mountain-like palaces and temples soared directly up, but for some reason, Song He always felt that they were a little panicked and frustrated.

"..."

What is this called? Are you unwilling to let us continue our treasure hunt?

Song He and Yuan Xi were speechless at the same time.

But something soon caught their attention.

After all these palaces and temples disappeared into the sky, the ground was finally completely exposed.

There is a strange fleshy egg in the golden ground, with strange patterns on its surface - there are hungry ghosts and animals.

Wisps of faith and will rush towards it.

It seems to be the center of the world.

But it exudes a magical aura that is incompatible with this world.