A long time ago, this eminent monk was pulled by invisible shackles and had a fight with Chen Qingyuan, so they became acquainted after the fight.

Let’s take our eyes off the subject for a moment and continue going deeper along this broad road.

When I reached the first step, thousands of black runes appeared on the surface.

There is no connection between each jade step. They are suspended in the air, solid and motionless.

Sometimes fairy mist floated over, blocking the view ahead.

It appears and disappears, adding a sense of mystery.

The pressure of the rules on the first few steps was not worth mentioning to Chen Qingyuan and was easily broken.

Soon, they reached the seventh step.

Being here is like being on a huge plain, so vast that ordinary people cannot see the end at a glance.

In the center of the jade steps, a monk in a simple cassock sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and his hands clasped together.

Monk Jingyuan has the body of half Buddha.

In this era, he was the first person to come here, and he had stayed here for more than a hundred years. He could neither move forward half a step, nor leave.

His face looked rather weathered and full of wrinkles.

If you observe carefully, you can find that the fluctuations of his aura occasionally show signs of disorder.

"Da da da......"

Chen Qingyuan walked slowly forward, came to the side of Monk Jingyuan, stopped, and looked at him deeply.

Monk Jingyuan naturally sensed someone approaching and knew who it was.

Perhaps he didn't have much strength, Monk Jingyuan's lips moved clearly a few times as if he was struggling hard, but no sound came out.

"Your body can't take it anymore."

With Chen Qingyuan's sharp eyesight, he noticed the subtle movements of Monk Jingyuan and knew that his physical condition was not very good. His tone was relatively kind.

"I can still... hold on for a few more years."

After a while, Monk Jingyuan mustered up some strength, opened his dry and bloodless lips, and spoke in a hoarse, weak and intermittent voice.

"Why so extreme?"

Chen Qingyuan stood beside him, looking at him with lowered eyebrows, expressionless face, and asked softly.

“Only by wandering between life and death can one realize the true Mahayana Buddhism.”

Monk Jingyuan could have become a true Buddha, but because the path he was taking was never perfect, it would have been of no avail even if he had obtained the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

In the end, he barely took one step forward and became a half-Buddha, which was a pity.

"Do you want to become a Buddha? Or do you want to save the world and save people?"

Chen Qingyuan had a deep causal relationship with Buddhism, and he could not bear to see a great monk pass away here. Therefore, after thinking for a long time, he raised this question.

"If you can't become a Buddha, how can you save the people?"

Monk Jingyuan asked back.

He has a lot of experience and knows the ignorance of the world. He can save people temporarily, but not forever.

Only by comprehending the top Buddhist teachings and spreading them to the world can this situation be changed. Not to mention that it can completely eliminate the greed, anger, ignorance and hatred of the living beings in the world, at least it can restrain them, so that ordinary living beings can always stay awake and greatly reduce the occurrence of tragic things.

"The Buddha you are talking about is to attain enlightenment and become an emperor, or to realize one's true nature?"

Chen Qingyuan asked again.

If it was about attaining enlightenment, then Monk Jingyuan would not have had this opportunity. Not to mention competing with Chen Qingyuan, he couldn't even reach the end of the Yuanchu Ancient Road.

Even by the time he reached the seventh step, Monk Jingyuan had exhausted all his strength.

“Understand your true heart and see the path ahead clearly.”

After adjusting his physical and mental state, Monk Jingyuan regained a little strength and answered seriously.

His voice was still hoarse.

It is as if you are holding a handful of fine sand in your hand, applying a little force, and the sand will slip through your fingers, making a friction sound.

"If you die here, you will never have another chance. Leave this place and slowly gain enlightenment."

From Chen Qingyuan's point of view, the pressure on Monk Jingyuan has reached his physical limit. If he continues like this, he will most likely die here. Out of kindness, he opened his mouth to give advice.

"I have been seeking enlightenment for many years, but have not achieved anything. Since I have dared to come here, I have put life and death aside."

No matter what, Monk Jingyuan refused to leave.

He knew very well that it was impossible for him to achieve perfection through normal means. If he had the ability, he would have succeeded long ago. Why wait until today?

"I hope you can do it."

Chen Qingyuan respected the other party's choice and said no more.

To put it nicely, it means you are obsessed; to put it bluntly, it means you are stubborn.

Finally, he glanced at Monk Jingyuan and shifted his attention to the road behind.

Everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced.

Before leaving, Chen Qingyuan condensed a mysterious seal on the fingertips of his left hand, ejected it, and merged it into the void. This movement was very small and was not discovered by Monk Jingyuan.

This move can save the life of Monk Jingyuan at a critical moment.

It is a pity if such a great monk really left the world in this way.

No longer paying attention to this matter, Chen Qingyuan just wanted to reach a higher place.

He leaped and stepped onto the eighth jade step.

A strong pressure from the taboo rules came over him, causing Chen Qingyuan's body to tremble slightly. After a few breaths, he got used to this level of pressure and continued to walk.

His eyes were firm, like a sword drawn from its sheath, extremely sharp.

The eminent monk Jingyuan who was sitting there was like a rotten dead tree, completely unaware that Chen Qingyuan had been secretly performing a method to protect the way. He closed his eyes tightly, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and silently recited scriptures.

After spending many days, Chen Qingyuan appeared on the 45th jade step.

The pressure of the rules here is extremely terrifying.

It is no exaggeration to say that if one does not have the strength to match that of the Emperor, he has no right to stand here and will be crushed to pieces in an instant.

Even as powerful as Monk Jingyuan, who was at the Half-Buddha level, although not at his peak, he definitely had the combat power of a Quasi-Emperor. Even so, he could only barely reach the seventh jade step.

It is conceivable how terrifying the subsequent rules ladder is.

"This palace is beyond human power."

Chen Qingyuan stood still, looking up at the things in front of him. There were a few gleams in his eyes, which was particularly shocking.

I just saw it from a distance and felt that the ancient temple was majestic and magnificent, a behemoth comparable to the stars.

It was not until I took a closer look that I understood what it meant to be otherworldly.

It has a majestic appearance and light golden color.

The giant pillars on both sides are covered in fairy mist, like towering mountains.

Billions of rays of light pour down from every eaves, embodying the ultimate Taoist charm.

The top of the ancient temple was covered with a layer of golden tiles of the Extreme Dao Law, arranged neatly, countless in number. Taking out any tile at random could become a weapon that could cut off the stars and destroy the moon, or an auspicious treasure that could guard the tribe, and it was definitely not something from the human world.

Counting carefully, there are twelve huge pillars outside the hall. Six on each side, white in color, they must have come from outer space, and their material is unknown. The power of runes oscillating on them is mysterious and boundless.

"Whose handiwork is this?"

This question suddenly popped up in Chen Qingyuan's mind, causing his body to stiffen slightly and his mood to fluctuate.