No one knew how many people had obtained this map from the ancient era to the present day, nor how many had come here.
However, no one knew the final fate of those people.
But one thing was certain: none of them had succeeded in the end, otherwise Wu Tao would not have been able to come here.
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As for why Wu Tao spoke so directly, wasn't he afraid that the old monk Wan Shi would suddenly turn hostile and kill him with a single palm?
Death?
Who wasn't afraid of death? Wu Tao was no exception.
But some things were far more terrifying than death.
He began cultivating at the age of three, killed at eight, and repeatedly fought with cultivators and demonic beasts after adulthood. He had faced near-death experiences several times and had endured over thirty years of ups and downs in the Kyushu cultivation world, forging a fearless heart to reach his current realm.
Wu Tao, who had reached this point step by step, had not strived so hard only to become a pawn manipulated by others.
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As if sensing Wu Tao's thoughts, the old monk Wan Shi clasped his hands together, chanted "Amitabha," and then said, "Benefactor, do not overthink. Whether by intention or by accident, we have never harbored any ill will towards others."
"Since you have now entered the game, Benefactor, you might as well deal with the present situation. Perhaps you will gain something."
"Gain something?"
Wu Tao's expression was blank. At this moment, he suddenly recalled searching dozens of temples without finding anything, and his mouth twitched slightly.
As if sensing Wu Tao's thoughts, the old monk Wan Shi smiled and said, "Time has passed. After countless years, apart from the core inheritance and a few spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, most other things have dissipated with the passage of time."
"And the inheritance and spiritual treasures of heaven and earth can only be obtained through trials." Da Feng Novel Network
"Since Benefactor has entered the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, you are a destined person, and thus have one chance to attempt the trial and inherit the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple."
"What if I refuse to undergo the trial?"
Hearing this, Wu Tao's face turned cold as he asked.
The old monk Wan Shi nodded and said, "I will not force you, Benefactor. If you are unwilling to participate in the trial, you may leave on your own."
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Wu Tao shook his head, his expression calm, and said, "No need. Since I'm already here, it would be too regrettable to miss this opportunity. I am willing to undergo the trial."
The old monk Wan Shi looked at Wu Tao, nodded, and a smile appeared on his face.
He replied, "That is excellent. In that case, Benefactor may enter on your own."
Wu Tao glanced at him, said nothing, and slowly walked forward.
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Ahead, there was a void. Looking at the deep void before him, Wu Tao stepped into it without hesitation.
As he took a step, the surroundings began to change.
The scenery shifted, and rows of bookshelves appeared. It was a massive library.
Looking at his surroundings, Wu Tao frowned. Before he could react to what was happening, the scene continued to change.
A giant stone tablet slowly appeared.
The stone tablet looked ancient, as if etched with the traces of time's passage.
On the stone tablet, powerful strokes of calligraphy emerged inch by inch...
"The Six Buddhist Methods - Formless Compassion Realm Palm!"
Seeing the stone tablet that appeared before him, Wu Tao was stunned for a moment. Then, his gaze was firmly fixed on the stone tablet, unable to move away.
In his eyes, a Buddha image on the stone tablet was constantly moving, forming different hand seals and displaying various divine powers of Buddhism.
Every movement of the Buddha image carried immeasurable power, capable of moving mountains and filling seas, and performing countless incredible feats.
The Buddha image, with compassion on its face, struck down with a palm.
"Bang!"
A terrifying, earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted between heaven and earth! Under Wu Tao's stunned gaze, a colossal palm descending from the sky struck a mountain range, causing it to collapse. Peaks were instantly flattened.
In a mere instant, the wind and clouds changed. Within Wu Tao's sight, heaven and earth lost their color, turning black and white.
All things faded, and in a trance, it seemed as if the forests and flowers had all withered, their vitality extinguished, turning into a vast, grayish world.
"Formless Compassion Realm Palm!!!"
The next moment, Wu Tao came back to his senses and quietly gazed at the distant stone tablet. Unconsciously, he was already drenched in cold sweat, yet he seemed unaware.
For the current Wu Tao, this aura was too terrifying.
"Old monk Wan Shi, what do you want me to do?"
Wu Tao struggled to lift his head, breaking free from the terrifying artistic conception, and then asked.
"Amitabha, Benefactor, the scripture pavilion you are currently in contains three thousand different Buddhist scriptures. I want you to read these three thousand Buddhist scriptures within three months and comprehend the Formless Compassion Realm Palm!"
"After three months, as long as you obtain the recognition of the stone tablet before you, you can proceed to the next level."
"To comprehend the Formless Compassion Realm Palm within three months?"
Wu Tao's expression became serious as he immediately felt the difficulty.
Previously, the Formless Compassion Realm Palm was the most powerful divine ability Wu Tao had ever seen. All the divine abilities and spells he had seen before paled in comparison to this Formless Compassion Realm Palm, differing as much as heaven and earth.
This was beyond Wu Tao's current realm of understanding...
It was practically impossible for Wu Tao to comprehend the Formless Compassion Realm Palm within three months.
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Returning empty-handed from a treasure mountain was not Wu Tao's character.
After standing still for a long time, Wu Tao walked to a bookshelf and took down a book.
It was a Buddhist scripture that recorded that cultivating the heart should prioritize purity.
With just a cursory glance at this Buddhist scripture, Wu Tao understood the intention of the eminent monks of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.
To learn Buddhism, one must first understand it; to seek Buddhism, one must first sow the seeds; to comprehend the Dharma, one must first meditate.
The way of Buddhism: one ignorant thought extinguishes wisdom; one wise thought gives rise to wisdom.
Although the content of the scripture in Wu Tao's hand was not comparable to the Buddhist scriptures in the Great Light Temple, it was only slightly inferior, and could be considered a top-tier Buddhist treasure.
Even a randomly selected scripture was like this, so the other scriptures placed here were likely not ordinary.
The subsequent experiences proved Wu Tao's guess.
He casually picked up a few more scriptures and, after a brief perusal, found no scripture that was even slightly inferior.
Each one was as good as the previous one.
It seemed that this Formless Compassion Realm Palm was closely related to the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple.
After roughly flipping through the Buddhist scriptures placed around, Wu Tao had this thought, and then fell into deep contemplation.
This Formless Compassion Realm Palm could not be comprehended with simple effort.
Given the exquisite nature of the Buddhist scriptures here, it would be impossible to thoroughly comprehend and digest even a single scripture within a month.
And according to what the old monk Wan Shi had said, there were as many as three thousand scriptures here.
To comprehend all three thousand scriptures within three months was, to put it mildly, impossible.
Therefore, this trial ultimately tested a person's comprehension of Buddhism and their destiny.
Thinking of the requirements set by the old monk Wan Shi, Wu Tao secretly guessed, "Only those with exceptional comprehension and a connection to Buddhism can comprehend the Formless Compassion Realm Palm in such a short time."
It tested both comprehension and luck, destiny.
These were undoubtedly two extremely demanding conditions, and failure would result if either condition was not met.
In terms of comprehension, Wu Tao was far from it, only possessing the level of an average person.
Only in terms of luck and destiny did Wu Tao always fare well.
However, thinking about it now was of no use.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Tao cleared all his distracting thoughts, leaving only a pure and clear heart seeking the Dao.
If one hears the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening.
In this state, his spirit was highly focused, reaching a peak and zenith.
Then, Wu Tao stood up, no longer thinking about other matters, and quietly read the Buddhist scripture in his hand.
All phenomena are illusory. If one sees that all phenomena are non-phenomenal, one sees the Buddha. Chasing external things is inferior; being grounded in things is superior. This is the great Dao of the Buddha.
Thousands of methods converge in one place. The myriad wondrous dharmas are all in the heart's source. If the heart has no attachments or aversions, it is like the great moon disk, perfect and tranquil, which is Nirvana.
Unknowingly, several days had passed quickly.
For several days, Wu Tao remained unchanged. The scripture pavilion was peaceful, and besides him, there was no other figure.
Suddenly, a trace of Buddhist aura merged into his body. In just a moment, some changes occurred within Wu Tao's body.
At his heart, a mysterious power seemed to be gestating, about to grow.
These were the results of Wu Tao's efforts during this period.
After reading a large number of Buddhist scriptures, Wu Tao began to attempt cultivation, trying to integrate the surrounding Buddhist aura.
Recalling the progress of the past few days, Wu Tao couldn't help but have this thought.
His speed of comprehending these Buddhist scriptures in the past few days was indeed too fast.
No matter how many reasons or explanations there were, the fact that he had digested these Buddhist scriptures in just a few days and even successfully integrated the surrounding Buddhist aura was undeniable.
In this regard, he seemed to have a unique talent, as if divinely aided in his cultivation, making it extremely smooth.
In fact, it wasn't just this; it was similar in other aspects as well.
Unknown to others, a terrifying change was rapidly occurring within Wu Tao's body.
It was a power completely different from sword spiritual energy. It was Buddhist power, and it had grown significantly in a short period.
The extent of this growth surprised Wu Tao greatly, making him wonder if the old monk Wan Shi had done something to him.
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