Chapter 534

Today, I entered a small black house, but now I just climbed out. I haven't entered a small black house for a long time. I have a special feeling.

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On the attribute panel, the language skills have reached proficiency, which can basically be said to be the language teaching level of that country.

Well, the property panel is so powerful!

Can't you understand all the Buddhist scriptures when you have reached the proficient level of Sanskrit?

This is a bit of a joke.

At this time, Shi Yanming, who had just cleaned the third floor, came over and looked at the Buddhist scriptures in Wei Xiaobei's hand. He couldn't help saying: "benefactor Wei, can you really understand? This is the original Buddhist Scripture written in ancient Sanskrit!"

The words said by Shi Yanming immediately touched Wei Xiaobei's confused thinking.

Then, without thinking, Wei Xiaobei opened his eyes and fell on the Sutra.

Name: Vajra Prajna paramita Sutra (immortal product)

Introduction: This is the first draft written by the five monks under the seat of Sakyamuni, and then it is said that the monks are transcribed in ancient Sanskrit. It is made of bedoro leaves. Therefore, this kind of Buddhist Sutra is called the bedleaf Sutra. Note that this object has magical Buddhist power. It can only be opened to obtain its power after being able to fully understand the Scriptures.

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Xianpin!

Wei Xiaobei almost cried out.

I have to say, this surprised Wei Xiaobei.

Unexpectedly, in this sutra Pavilion, there will be a Buddhist Sutra of immortal quality!

But on second thought, this is not surprising.

Didn't you see what was said in the introduction?

This Scripture is the first draft written by the first five disciples of the Buddha, and then transcribed by their disciples. The pages are made of bedoro leaves!

As Wei Xiaobei knows, bedoro leaves are a kind of leaves used as paper before ancient Tianzhu obtained papermaking technology. They are extremely tough and at least much lighter than bamboo slips.

However, this kind of tree was cut down and eventually disappeared. In ancient Tianzhu, whether ancient Tianzhu religion or Buddhism, the first important classics and scriptures used this bedoro leaf as the page material. Therefore, this kind of leaf is also known as the leaf of saints. As the name suggests, it is used to record the words and deeds of saints.

Using the legendary bedoro leaves as the pages of the book, the original Buddhist Scripture compiled by the disciples and disciples of the Buddha does not bring any mysterious power. Wei Xiaobei will feel that God has no eyes.

Ancient Sanskrit transcription?

Seeing here, Wei Xiaobei probably knows why he can't understand some places.

Although the textbook I bought is Sanskrit, it is Sanskrit after the invasion of western culture in modern Tianzhu.

The text inside also leaves a space, which is not allowed by the ancient Sanskrit, undermining the integrity of Sanskrit.

As for how to solve this problem, Wei Xiaobei probably has a hunch, but he needs to test it.

Wei Xiaobei closed his eyes again and then focused on the Sanskrit skill again.

With the concentration of attention, the evolution point began to consume, but the Sanskrit skills that have been upgraded to mastery have changed again, and the horror has changed from Sanskrit (mastery) to ancient Sanskrit (slightly general).

However, this consumes a lot more evolution points than 200 points, reaching 400 evolution points.

Obviously, the consumption of this change is not small.

But Wei Xiaobei didn't hesitate and focused his attention again.

After a period of consumption of evolutionary points, ancient Sanskrit finally rose to mastery.

To this extent, the ancient Sanskrit can't be improved, but Wei Xiaobei still has some pain when he looks at the number of evolution points.

Consumed 1000 evolution points!

There is no doubt that this ancient language is somewhat different from other modern languages. Otherwise, this evolution would not consume so much.

A thousand evolution points can raise five modern languages to the level of proficiency. If you add 500 Evolution points to convert Sanskrit into ancient Sanskrit, it is seven.

Fortunately, nothing has changed. Otherwise, Wei Xiaobei doesn't know what he can do with the remaining 251 evolution points.

With the improvement of the ancient Sanskrit to mastery, Wei Xiaobei felt that there had been some changes in himself, but this change could not be seen on the property panel.

Of course, Wei Xiaobei didn't get tangled up in this. Then he looked at the Vajra Sutra in his hand.

This time, Wei Xiaobei opened his eyes instead of looking at it with an inductive pulse.

On the cover, the ancient Sanskrit texts of Vajra Prajna paramita Sutra on it fell into Wei Xiaobei's eyes, as if they had life and slowly swam on the cover.

Wei Xiaobei looks at Shi Yanming next to him. Shi Yanming is also curious to stare at the Vajra Sutra. His curiosity is why Wei Xiaobei can stare at the cover for so long.

Obviously, Shi Yanming didn't see the abnormality on the cover.

Can you see this?

Wei Xiaobei moved slightly and opened the first page.

At the moment when the first page was opened, Wei Xiaobei saw a soft and peaceful golden light blooming from the leaves. In an instant, it was full of golden light around, which made people unable to look directly.

The next moment, Wei Xiaobei felt that his consciousness became blurred and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When Wei Xiaobei woke up, he felt his body moving and opened his eyes. What he saw was a large group of people walking forward, and he was one of them.

The number of people is more than 1000. They are all in the shape of monks. They look like Indians. They have short hair on their heads and tattered monk robes. Their styles are slightly different from those seen by Wei Xiaobei.

Wei Xiaobei wants to reach out and touch his face. His hand can't move. His whole body is moving by itself and is completely out of Wei Xiaobei's control. Later, he wants to use inductive pulses. Similarly, he can't, except that his sight is not limited by his eyes and can look around at will.

For a time, Wei Xiaobei found that all his abilities were shielded, and a cold sweat came out of his heart.

What's going on?

Did you get caught?

Even though Wei Xiaobei's ability is completely blocked, his will is not comparable to that of ordinary humans. After a few breaths, he calmed down and probably guessed what's going on.

I should have fallen into a dreamland.

But then again, with Wei Xiaobei's perseverance, he can fall into the illusion, which can be described as terror.

The only problem is that although I can't control my body, the breeze in the air and the touch of my legs stepping on the ground are no different from my flesh.

Since he couldn't get out of this dreamland for a while and a half, Wei Xiaobei looked around. Tropical rain forests were growing on both sides. It might have rained before, and the dirt road under his feet was muddy. Even a strong man would work very hard to go up such a road.

Perhaps after they had walked a distance before, many monks were panting one by one, their faces were a little white, and their sweat kept dripping, but they still insisted.

Wei Xiaobei also felt this fatigue.

To be honest, Wei Xiaobei hasn't felt this feeling of extreme overdraft of physical strength for a long time.

Finally, a white city appeared in the distance ahead. The monks breathed a sigh of relief and then moved towards a forest outside the city.

The forest looked very lonely. The monks sat on the ground regardless of the dead leaves on the ground.

"It's very lonely here. Wouldn't it be named lonely garden?"

A soft, elegant, non male and female voice just sounded. The language used was ancient Sanskrit. Wei Xiaobei could naturally understand it, but its voice was like a bell in the wind. It was extremely pleasant and made people's thoughts disappear.

When Wei Xiaobei looked away, he was a young monk with short curly hair, round appearance, big mouth, long nose and ears hanging from his shoulders, which was different from ordinary people.

The monks immediately said yes.

Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but be surprised, but then he thought of the Vajra Sutra and suddenly realized it.

Is this young monk the Buddha Sakyamuni?

It is said that he became a Buddha at the age of 35. It is appropriate to say that he is young, but he doesn't know whether the other party has become a Buddha at this time.

Anyway, Wei Xiaobei can't speak, so he can only stand idly by.

When his fatigue recovered slightly, Wei Xiaobei felt a little hungry in his stomach, and then heard the monks singing in his stomach.

There are thousands of people here. The sound of chirping rises and falls from time to time, just like the frog chirping in the lotus pond in summer. However, several elderly monks can't help showing red on their faces.

"Everyone is hungry. Come to a hundred people and follow me to this tree city to beg for food."

The young monk who was suspected to be Sakyamuni got up and stretched out his hand to point to the monks.

After ten breaths in a hurry, he ordered 99 people, but the last one was Wei Xiaobei.

"Sheriff, come with me." The young monk whispered, but Wei Xiaobei's ear vibrated like thunder. He quickly answered, "yes, venerable." His body was not controlled by Wei Xiaobei. He immediately got up and followed the young monk.

At this time, Wei Xiaobei was 99% sure that the young monk was Sakyamuni.

To tell the truth, Wei Xiaobei is still a little excited to be able to observe the ultimate boss of Shakyamuni from a close distance.

In reality, its status is lofty to the extreme, and in myth, it is omnipotent.

In short, you may not know who the current speaker of the Chinese parliament is, but it is absolutely impossible not to know the words Shakyamuni.

A hundred monks, led by the venerable Mani, walked towards the big white city.

When he got close, Wei Xiaobei could see clearly that the wall of this white city was made of stones and painted with lime. Therefore, when he looked from a distance, it looked very white in the sunshine.

But in fact, the walls of this white city are not tall. The highest part is only three meters and the lowest part is only two meters, which is a barrier.

I'm afraid it won't work in case of a big army attack.

At the gate, there were several naked chest soldiers with spears. When they saw hundreds of monks coming, perhaps they had never seen them before, they flattened their spears and aimed them at the mani venerable line. From the perspective of Wei Xiaobei, the soldiers' slightly Black faces were a little nervous. (to be continued.)