When he came in, his spiritual consciousness swept over. There was no other place in this secret realm except this mountain, and there was no life. I thought there would be holy beasts or holy objects that would cross the boundary, but there was nothing.

There are really Nascent Souls, and there are so many, it is impossible to find it!

"Go up!"

Seeing his doubts, Ashoka did not explain, but walked towards the mountain in front of him step by step.

Without using any power, nor flying, I just walked slowly along the stone steps up the mountain.

Seeing his pious attitude, Yang Yuan and others didn't have much to say, and followed closely behind.

Three thousand foundation building and followed behind, the group walked for nearly two hours before reaching the top of the mountain.

On the mountain is a flat land of dozens of acres. In the middle is a Bodhi tree with lush branches and leaves, and thick trunks are inserted into the clouds.

Under the tree is an altar-like thing, carved with all kinds of weird words.

Yang Yuan looked carefully and found that it was the runes of the world of cause and effect.

"Now I will try to summon the Buddha and descend upon the supreme power, but... only five hundred of you three thousand people can get power and inheritance!"

Stop and let the three thousand foundations be built, sit along the Bodhi tree in a circular shape, and look around for a while, King Ashoka's way.

"I serve the Buddha with the most pious heart and are willing to sacrifice my life!"

Three thousand people looked solemn and solemn.

Seeing that they had no sign of resistance, King Ashoka raised his right hand up: "Now, take the spiritual medicine I have given you! Tell you in advance that after taking these medicines, life and death will no longer be controlled by oneself. Only the most pious person can live forever..."

call!

Without any hesitation, Sanqian Foundation Building took out the medicine at the same time and raised his head to drink it.

After drinking, even though they were strong people in the Foundation Establishment Realm, their faces turned pale and their expressions became dull, as if they had become stupid.

Knowing that it was the medicine liquid that played a role, Yang Yuan felt a little numb when he saw it.

It is worthy of being a religion, and the ability to cleanse the soul is too powerful. Even though he knows that he may die, he does not hesitate at all. This belief makes people feel scared.

"Very good, you are all real warriors, and Buddha will understand your piety..."

Seeing that everyone was like this, Ashoka turned around and came to the Bodhi tree, flipped his wrist, and a jade-like bone appeared in his palm, and placed respectfully above the altar.

"Buddha's bone relics?"

Yang Yuan frowned.

This jade-like bone is nothing else, but the Buddha's bone relics of Buddha Shakyamuni.

Although I haven't seen it in my previous life, I still recognize the rich spiritual energy and pure power contained in it at a glance.

Sending Buddha's bone relics to the altar should be a special sacrifice!

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ashoka began to recite scriptures for more than ten minutes. The jade-like Buddha bone relics gradually released light. From a distance, the light bulb was as dazzling as a light bulb.

call!

The relics slowly flew up and fell among the lush Bodhi leaves. In an instant, every leaf was illuminated, and the emerald green was dripping, as if lights were added to the tree.

With his eyebrows frowned, Yang Yuan was wondering, wherever he came to the so-called Nascent Soul Realm, he saw the Bodhi tree in front of him rustling, and then he saw the already tall vegetation growing upward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"this……"

His eyes were full of surprise.

The Bodhi tree grew faster and faster, and soon inserted into the stars. Then a series of Buddhist sounds surged from the sky, and the sky was falling, and the air seemed to turn into golden lotus.

"Is it... in the world of communication with cause and effect?"

Yang Yuan couldn't believe it when he felt the power generated by these lights was obviously different from that of the earth.

The light and energy in the sky are completely different from the earth, giving people the illusion of realm channel. Although it is many times weaker, he is sure that he is definitely communicating with another world.

Can sacrifice Buddha bones communicate with the realm of cause and effect?

Could it be... The world of cause and effect has always been stealing the power of faith on the earth?

"go!"

As soon as this thought appeared, Ashoka stood up, raised his palms upwards, and countless pure powers of faith rushed into the air like waves, followed by a surging force, tearing apart the heaven and earth indoctrination.

"Sure enough! It's just this power..."

Yang Yuan's eyebrows frowned.

It’s okay to have faith power. The power released by the other party is also somewhat familiar, and it is somewhat similar to the energy stolen by Count Dracula.

"Is it the power that Ashoka has accumulated throughout his life?"

Although this emperor of the Three Kingdoms admired Buddhism in later generations and made great contributions to the spread of Buddhism, it is undeniable that his killing in the first half of his life was also very terrible.

Putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot is a true portrayal of him.

These forces are most likely left behind when the territory was expanded and the country was killed everywhere.

While thinking, this person's voice sounded again.

"Please help two more!"

Yang Yuan turned his head, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Ashoka in front of him looked completely different from the 30s I just saw. He seemed to have grown older in his thirties, with white hair and loose skin, and his eyes no longer had the brightness of the past.

“How to do it?”

Knowing that it was caused by too much loss of power, Yang Yuan asked.

"Please use all your strength to bombard the golden lotus in the air!"

Frowning, Yang Yuan hesitated a little.

At this time, the golden lotus transformed by the clouds shines brightly, like flawless white jade.

"Quick, I can't hold on..."

Ashoka shouted.

"Yes!" The Pharaoh shouted loudly, and the scepter appeared in his hand and slashed towards the air.

Hiss!

The violent power immediately formed a crack in the air, like a hideous giant dragon rushing towards the clouds.

Buzz!

The light is even better, and the lotus seems to have doubled and become extremely huge.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ashoka seemed to become older, with more anxious eyes: "General Yang Yuan, please take action..."

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Yang Yuan stepped on the ground a few times, and while wandering, he increased his strength. Suddenly, he stopped, and the guardian sword appeared in his palm and slashed the lotus in the air.

The dark crack appeared in the air. A thunderous thunder absorbed the power of the two masters and the countless beliefs and powers dedicated by Ashoka. The lotus in the sky became even bigger, covering the entire star.

From a distance, it looks like a lotus lifting the stars, which is particularly strange.

boom!

A powerful force fell from the sky. Yang Yuan looked up and saw a series of phantoms appearing on the Bodhi tree.

Each one is like a figure, as Ashoka said, has the power of the Nascent Soul Realm, suspended between the branches and leaves, appearing and looming.

It seems that the tree is full of fruits.

"Is this... Yuanying Fruit?" Yang Yuan's eyes widened.

He naturally knew this thing. Before, Tianxuan Zhaoxin Vine killed Tutankhamun Pharaoh and condensed his Nascent Soul into such a fruit.

Each one contains the full power of a powerful Nascent Soul.

The fruit is between illusion and reality, and seems to disappear at any time.

"This is the Bodhi fruit. As long as it matures, each one is a strong man in the Nascent Soul realm. Please continue..."

Ashoka continued to shout.

"Bodhi fruit?"

Yang Yuan suddenly realized.

It means that the name is different, but in fact it is not much different.

Without continuing to worry about this issue, the power in Yang Yuan and the Pharaoh's body surged towards the lotus again, shining everywhere, like the sun shining in all directions.

Feeling the two of them's power attack, the air boiled even more violently, and the illusory fruit gradually became solid.

"wrong……"

Suddenly, Yang Yuan's face became less beautiful.

His attack with the Pharaoh was like a catalyst, allowing the world where the branches and leaves of Bodhi trees to penetrate constantly, constantly instilling power into this side. Obviously... the world opposite regarded him and Pharaoh as imaginary enemies.

In other words... King Ashoka asked them to come over. Although he could produce 500 Yuanying Fruits, which was equivalent to 500 more Yuanying Strong Ones,... it was also equivalent to using them as bait!

With their lives, more powerful people will be born here!
To be continued...