Chapter 213: Open

At this moment, all the monks stood up from their seats clattering.

"Amitabha Buddha, I did not see it wrong, did I? The wooden box just flew up?" A monk folded his hands together, trying to suppress the shock.

"This kind of heavenly means, is this the true Dharma?" A monk looked excited and his voice trembled.

"Unbelievable... I saw it very clearly just now; I was not deceived."

As for Master Yi Deng who was the nearest to Ye Bei, when he saw that scene clearly, his heart was shocked to the extreme. He had a deeper understanding of the boy in front of him.

"Everyone, quiet! Wait for the Ancestor to open the box first."

Finally, Master Yi Deng kept calm and shouted in a low voice.

After Ye Bei took the box, without too much hesitation, he focused on it.

Click!

The next moment, there was a crisp sound, resounding in the living room.

An even more incredible scene appeared.

The dense lines on the wooden box that looked originally primitive all came to life.

The silver-white light burst out like a sharp sword.

Roar!

In the meeting room, a loud roar came without warning.

Above the wooden box, the dragon with the spirit pearl in its mouth seemed to be resurrected in an instant. In the silvery-white light, it was tumbling crazily, with dark clouds and heavy rain. The world changed drastically.

When the dragon was tumbling, a black eagle, like a bolt of black lightning, passed by.

Upon seeing this, the dragon roared to chase.

"Vision, natural vision!"

"The true Buddha has come; it must be the true Buddha... Amitabha."

"True dragon throws beads!"

"The nobles are coming..."

In the meeting room, the monks all opened their eyes and said one after another.

When saying these words, many monks quickly returned to their seats, their legs crossed as their mouths began to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Master Yi Deng standing in front was also shocked at this moment.

He had been keeping that wooden box for a long time, but this was the first time he saw this vision.

Although his hands clasped together, his body trembled nonstop.

"You are indeed the one that Master is waiting for. Only the Ancestor can inspire such visions. It seems that today's wooden box's mystery will be completely solved. The purpose of Soaring Cloud Temple that has existed for so many years is finally achieved."

Seeing that the light released from the wooden box became more and more prosperous, Master Yi Deng murmured with emotions.

Ye Bei remained silent. He was still holding the wooden box lightly with one hand.

Click, click!

The sound of clicking kept resounding from that wooden box.

Squeak!

The vision did not last long. It disappeared completely in less than ten seconds.

There was also a squeak on the wooden box, then it was completely opened.

Hiss!

After the wooden box was opened, in the living room, the sound of chanting all disappeared.

It was replaced by silence.

All the monks gathered their gazes towards Ye Bei.

"This, it was opened like this?" An elderly monk said in a daze. He also witnessed it once. He knew how mysterious the wooden box was. Countless people had not been able to open it before, but today, this boy opened it so easily?

"Is this man really an ancestor? What is his background?" The rumors about the wooden box had been circulating in Soaring Cloud Temple for a long time. Even though many young monks had not seen it, they had heard of it.

Now that Ye Bei opened that box, they were naturally shocked deep in their hearts.

Of course, at this time, the most shocking person was Master Yi Deng.

Puff!

After the wooden box was opened, Master Yi Deng knelt down on the spot.

"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​He chanted softly, "Welcome for Master Ancestor's return. This junior asks Master Ancestor to give me one or two pointers about Dharma. Master's last wish has been fulfilled..." His voice was hoarse and respectful.

When his master passed away, his body could not be transformed into a Buddha. But the most regrettable thing in his life was that he couldn't wait for Ye Bei.

When his master passed away, he personally called him(Yi Deng) next to him. If he waited until Ye Bei came, he would definitely let him give some pointers to Soaring Cloud Temple.

Although decades had passed, the memories deep in his mind all flooded at this moment.

Master Yi Deng's eyes became a little blurred.

But after Master Yi Deng said this, Ye Bei did not answer.

His attention was all on the wooden box.

The wooden box opened.

The scene was very silent.

In the wooden box, there was a stone that fitted quietly.

The stone was like an egg. It was so dark.

But if one observed carefully, he would find that there were many strange lines on it, and there were also regular patterns.

"Ancient Buddha Relic." Ye Bei whispered softly.

Then he reached out his hand. The black bead lying in the wooden box slowly flew out of it and landed in the palm of his hand.

"What is this?" A monk murmured with his mouth wide open.

"Ancient Buddha Relic? But this is not like a relic... I have seen relics before. They should be grayish-brown. How can it be black? This is too strange..." An old monk recalled something in the past with a puzzle. But he was still full of surprise.

"I didn't expect this thing in the wooden box! But what's the use of this thing?"

"This relic looks dark and ordinary, there is no need to seal it in a wooden box, right?"

"Moreover, the wooden box is indestructible and unbreakable. To some extent, its value is greater than this relic."

"Master, this Ancient Buddha Relic, isn't it the Buddha's?"

Master Yi Deng knelt on the ground. After listening to Ye Bei's voice, his thoughts were different from those of the monks around him. His eyes and pupils shrank sharply, his heart was stormy, and his voice was still trembling slightly when he spoke.

If it was a true Ancient Buddha Relic, then the significance of this thing was just too great. It was absolutely priceless.

The whole Buddhism community would go crazy.

Such a thing, if a person could touch it even a little bit, the Dharma that contained in it would cleanse his soul!

"Buddha? It counts as one!" Ye Bei responded lightly.

Then, after he spoke that, the relic in his hand released a dazzling light again.

The black material above disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the color of the relic completely changed.

"Is this... the relic?"

Master Yi Deng who was kneeling in the forefront, and the monks, could finally see the true face of this relic!