Chapter 32: Having a connection with Buddha, a glance at the secluded spring

The prehistoric world, the earthly realm, a certain mountain range.

As the monks were planning their own interests, bursts of Sanskrit singing came from outside the mountains. Golden light suddenly appeared and Buddha light came over. In an instant, all the monks were stunned, as if they were frozen at this moment.

"Amitabha! This thing has a fate with me in the West!"

Then, a solemn sound came, as if it contained the supreme method, and it fell to all the monks' ears. Their bodies were shaking and their eyes showed a hint of pious yearning.

But in an instant, all the monks came to their senses and saw the ambergris tree again, and their expressions were all sunk.

At this time, the ambergris fruit tree had fallen into the hands of the Taoist wearing a cassock.

He looked at the monks with a smile, and then put them away in their eyes, and accompanied thousands of miles of land.

"Who, do you want to be enemies with us?"

After several breaths of silence, some people finally spoke among the monks.

Hearing this, the smile on Zhunti's face became even worse. He just looked at him indifferently, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. The monk's body shook and he was so scared that he retreated repeatedly, as if he had seen something horrible.

Seeing this, the other monks' expressions changed slightly. When they looked at Zhunti, their eyes slightly condensed.

This Taoist is not simple. Under the golden light, there seems to be an endless mystery. The sound of the Sanskrit singing still lingers around for a long time.

Moreover, every time I watch his appearance, I will be different every time. I carefully savor it in my heart, but I find that I can't remember it at all.

Many monks were shocked to each other. What a terrifying strength that was so powerful.

Now, the monks hesitated, not knowing whether they should continue to be enemies with him.

At this time, another person stood up, then bowed to Cundi, and said, "I have seen the Western Cundi saint, and this thing is obtained by the saint, so I naturally dare not touch it, so I left..."

As soon as he said this, a sudden wave of excitement arose among the monks, looking at Zhunti in shock.

This thin man who seems ordinary but has extremely terrifying strength is actually the saint of Cundi, one of the two saints in the West...

Many monks suddenly felt cold when they thought of their rudeness to the saint just now, and they felt that their lives were not theirs.

Upon hearing this, Zhunti looked at him and smiled, "You are tactful. I think you have a lot of Buddhist connections. I don't know if you want to follow me to the Western Lingshan Mountain and enjoy the Pure Land?"

He saw that this monk also had the mid-stage cultivation of Daluo, and among these monks, he was also a top-notch existence. He was aware of the people and became interested in the transformation.

Hearing this, the monk hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I know that I have no chance to be with the Buddha, so I say goodbye!"

After saying that, he didn't dare to stop anymore and turned around and left immediately.

Zhunti smiled and watched him leave, without forcing him. His eyes were surging, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The monks looked at each other, but were at a loss.

He left, but he couldn't leave! If the Saint Cunti didn't speak, how could they dare to leave? If the Saint is unhappy, then he will not even have the chance to reincarnate.

...

After counting breaths, Zhunti withdrew his gaze and then smiled at the rude monks just now.

Seeing Zhunti's gaze, the monks' necks chilled, and their trembling feet almost fell to their knees.

"Amitabha!"

Zhunti said the Buddha's name in his mouth, and waved his hand and a golden light flashed. When he saw him again, the monks had lost their figures.

The monks were secretly shocked. Whether these monks were alive or dead, they looked at their fortunes.

After Cundi finished all this, he looked at the monks with golden light appearing behind his head and smiled, "I think that a few of them have a great connection with Buddha. Do you want to follow me to the Western Lingshan Mountains and enjoy the Pure Land?"

Zhunti's voice seemed to contain the supreme sound. He paused in his heart and unknowingly, he agreed, "I do!"

After hearing this, many monks subconsciously took a few steps back to avoid being confused by the sound.

Zhunti nodded with satisfaction and transformed these monks into a way. Even if a few of them were unwilling, he forced them into a way.

After transforming these monks, Zhunti nodded again. This trip was quite rewarding and it was time to continue leaving.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha's voice rises again, the golden light is extradited, and the golden lotus blooms, extending away.

In a trance, he had lost Zhunti's figure. After the monks woke up, they felt as if they had a dream, a dream that almost fell.

Although there was no benefit this time, some monks fell here and some were transferred to the West, the other monks, at least, could see the saints.

Even though I can't remember what Cunti looks like at this time, at least I've seen it just now, it's an opportunity.

After a while, the monks had to turn around and leave in disappointment.

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The prehistoric world, the earthly realm.

In just a hundred years, the news of Zhunti coming from the east spread like wildfire, and monks often see Zhunti's "busy" figure.

What they remember most clearly was not the appearance of Cundi, but the two famous sayings of Cundi, "This thing is destined to be with me in the West!" and "According to the Buddha's fate, you can follow me to Lingshan and enjoy the Pure Land!".

However, it has to be said that under Zhunti's famous sayings, many results have been achieved.

Not only did he get a lot of treasures, but he also transformed many people from the East to Lingshan in the West.

At this time, the fortune of Lingshan began to grow rarely, and once again it was in great prosperity.

Seeing this, Zhunti smiled again on his face and walked harder and harder in Dongfang Duhua.

However, at this time, there were few treasures in the East that could be intercepted by Cunti. Therefore, Cunti set his sights on the monks and kept transforming into cultivators.

In the past, the Three Pure Lands continued to obstruct the West from advancing eastward, and there was no chance at all.

The last time I was in the Dongfang Duhua monk, it was also a matter of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

This time, the Three Pure Land retreat is my own opportunity. I have to seize it. If I miss it, I don’t know when I will have such an opportunity.

However, with the passing of Zhunti, countless monks chose to go into seclusion and did not dare to continue walking in the earthly realm, for fear that if one is not careful, he will meet Zhunti and be transformed into the West.

So for a moment, the earth immortal world became a little depressed.

But Zhunti doesn't care. As long as there are monks there, he still has a chance.

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The prehistoric world, the earthly realm.

Zhunti, who was walking in the earthly realm, found that there were always monks rushing to a place recently. He moved his heart slightly and followed him.

He followed the monk to a valley. There was nothing surprising about this valley. The only surprising thing was a quiet spring in the valley.

Cundi, who was hidden in the void, discovered that this quiet spring was clear and emitted a refreshing and cool fragrance. With a wave of his hand, he sucked a handful of spring water and felt a pure aura contained in it, which could make people's mind calm.

"There must be treasures under the secluded spring!"

Zhunti was delighted and said to himself.

My own chance is really good! Another treasure has been encountered by me in this world. I have to say that this trip to the east was really profitable. If I had known it, I would have traveled east earlier.

Thinking in his heart, the divine light flashed in Zhunti's eyes, and he could feel a faint and powerful aura, which spread out from the secluded spring in his eyes, extremely faint, but he could not hide it from his holy realm.

Even if it was just a trace, he still caught it.

Even without this slightest breath, Zhunti did not intend to miss this look of Youquan, which is also a good thing.

Since you have met it, there is no reason to miss it.

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