A monk stands at the entrance of the ancient road.

He was wearing a light yellow cassock and had a string of Buddhist beads around his neck. Each bead was engraved with a Buddhist pattern of great significance. He was slightly plump and the Buddha's light was shining upon him.

This fat monk, with the Buddhist name Jingyuan, was a very powerful person in the ancient times, and had reached the state of half Buddha.

The reason he is still alive today is because he has become a chess piece.

Due to the battle of the Sea Boundary Ruins that year, the ruins collapsed and the shackles broke, so the fat monk was lucky enough to get rid of the shackles and regain his freedom.

The fat monk once met the Buddhist disciple, intending to subdue him, but unfortunately he failed. Later, the two of them walked together for a while.

During this period, the fat monk gained some unique insights.

“It’s always a little short.”

Until today, the fat monk still cannot understand the final step.

After careful consideration, he decided to come to the realm of enlightenment, perhaps he could clear the fog and find the answer.

As I was walking, I appeared here.

"Have you thought it through?"

The next moment, the void around the fat monk shook slightly, and a figure appeared, accompanied by a solemn voice.

The visitor was also a bald monk with an extraordinary background and a contemporary Buddhist.

Ever since the Buddhist acquired a Bodhicitta, his life has had only one purpose, to save the world and enlighten all living beings.

I have been with the fat monk for many years, discussing Buddhism, and we have both gained a lot.

"Ah."

The fat monk didn't like the feeling of being only one step away. If he couldn't see the way ahead clearly, he would feel itchy both physically and mentally and feel very uncomfortable.

In the distance, everyone was surprised to see the Buddhist disciple suddenly appear, and they were talking about it.

"Buddha!"

"From what I know, Buddha doesn't like to compete with others. It's really unexpected that he appears here."

"The Buddhist sect of this era not only has a profound foundation, but also has good relations with the Qing Sect. Even the Immortal Ancient Clan does not dare to provoke it easily."

"The monk standing next to the Buddhist is relatively unfamiliar. I don't know where he came from."

The crowd watched and whispered.

The appearance of the Buddhist disciple did not change, his expression was indifferent. The simple cassock he wore, after weathering the storm and patched up, carried extraordinary significance.

"I have benefited a lot from being able to walk with you for these years."

The fat monk turned around and faced the Buddhist, clasped his hands together, and expressed gratitude.

The Buddhist disciple returned the greeting: "May the monk have a smooth journey and see the sun after the clouds have cleared."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Then, the fat monk made up his mind and headed towards the Yuanchu Ancient Road. Although he didn't know the origin of this ancient road, it was interwoven with countless ancient laws and the power of taboo rules, with dangers and opportunities coexisting.

I tried many methods but still couldn't find a way to clear the fog.

At the end of the ancient road lies the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

Even if you don't know the specific origin of the ancient road, you can still know that this road is extraordinary and hides a big secret, which makes people curious and fearful.

"Da da da!"

The fat monk strode forward, and golden lotuses with Buddhist charm emerged.

Faintly, a solemn Buddhist sound was heard in this area. It came from the sky, descended into this world, cleansed the soul and dispelled evil thoughts.

"He really wants to go in!"

The powerful people from all walks of life were very surprised to see the fat monk gradually approaching the entrance of the ancient road.

"Doesn't he know the horror of this place?"

Many people seemed to have seen the scene of the fat monk being wiped out by the ancient law, and shook their heads and sighed.

"Perhaps, he has some confidence in his own abilities."

Those who are qualified to step into the realm of enlightenment are at least at the beginning of the Divine Bridge realm, and they cannot be too stupid. Some time ago, the patriarch of an ancient clan stepped into the ancient road. Even though he had the realm of the Eight Steps of the Divine Bridge, he could not resist and died.

This matter has caused a lot of uproar, and you can hear about it without taking the initiative to investigate.

Today, this person dared to enter the ancient road. His strength must be no weaker than the eighth step of the Divine Bridge, otherwise it would be tantamount to seeking death.

"I cannot see through this monk's background."

An old man had been observing the fat monk, unable to figure out his level of cultivation. He had a serious look on his face, frowning and whispering.

Under the gaze of everyone, the fat monk moved forward step by step, and was only a hundred feet away from the entrance of the ancient road.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the fluctuations of that ancient aura.

The pressure of laws that are invisible to the naked eye is coming towards the fat monk.

This level of power fluctuation is far from enough to stop the fat monk.

The state of half-Buddha is equivalent to half-step to becoming an emperor.

He took one foot out of the ninth step of the divine bridge, but because the road ahead was unknown, he was left hanging in the air. Therefore, even though he got the opportunity to prove his truth, he was unable to become an emperor. In the end, he lost the opportunity and passed away regretfully.

He said he passed away, but in fact he was captured by that guy on the other side and became a puppet to be slaughtered at will.

"My path will not be wrong."

The fat monk has reached such a high place. If he does not strengthen himself, his Dharma will inevitably disappear. Therefore, no matter whether this road exists or not, or whether it is easy to walk, he has no choice but to do his best.

Either you see the way forward clearly and achieve perfection in Buddhism, or you die on the road to the top and end your life.

Before long, the fat monk was only ten feet away from the entrance of the ancient road.

Everyone present was looking in that direction, their bodies tense and their breath held.

Most people thought that the fat monk was doomed to die, and it was just a matter of how many breaths he could hold on.

"Boom!"

Soon, the fat monk's left foot stepped into the gate of the ancient road.

The powerful force of the forbidden law hit the fat monk, causing his body to shake slightly.

At this point, I will not hold back any energy.

The pressure from the peak quasi-emperor's cultivation base spread out to the surrounding areas starting from the fat monk.

"boom--"

Such a terrible sense of oppression directly shocked everyone present. Many people with lower cultivation could not withstand this power at all, and knelt down in the air, trembling all over and sweating coldly.

"Quasi-Emperor!"

Through this pressure, the powerful people from all sides immediately judged the fat monk's strength. Their bodies trembled and their faces were shocked.

It is confirmed that he is a quasi-emperor, and not a quasi-emperor of ordinary level.

I can’t believe that Buddhism has such a profound foundation.

The fat monk adapted to the bombardment of the ancient road's laws and began to walk towards the depths.

He clasped his hands together, lowered his brows and recited scriptures.

A layer of Buddha light condensed on the surface of his body, protecting him and fighting against the rules of the ancient road. A Buddha lotus appeared under his feet, showing his extraordinary power.

"If this monk reaches the end of this road, he can take away the opportunity to attain enlightenment."

Just now these onlookers kept calling him "monk", but now they really call him "eminent monk".

"I originally thought that Your Excellency would become the emperor of the world, but now it seems that it is too early to say."

Some guys have old grudges against Chen Qingyuan and hope for some changes.

"He's still going deep, and he's not injured for now."

After more than ten steps, the fat monk was unharmed. This scene fell into the eyes of everyone, and the shock became even stronger.