At that time, there was a monk from the Buddhist Sect located in the Western Desert, staring at the Dao Imparting Mirror buried in the sand, feeling his heart grow cold:
"Zhengxin Buddha?"
"Isn't he the one who entered Nirvana a thousand years ago..."
"Abbot! Abbot Youxi! Something has happened, something big has happened!" A young monk ran towards the direction of the deep mountains.
The monks who were watching were all startled.
Some whose minds were not well-trained were eager to rush out and drag Pei Yuan from the Dead Sea in the Central Region here... to question him.
Yes, question him properly.
How could the Shariputra of Zhengxin Buddha from a thousand years ago be in his hands?
But soon, from a far distance beyond the skies, the voice of Abbot Youxi came, with a touch of sigh:
"It's only Holy Blood."
"It's only a trace of will from the Master Zhengxin."
