Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny novel Chapter 559

Chapter 559 -559: Infinite Buddha Land, Descend of the Heavenly Demon (First Update)

At the same time, across the globe, events like plants turning into demons were happening all the time, and many exotic beasts that had long been extinct started to appear. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Many characters that should only exist in myths and legends began to show their traces.

Whether they were martial artists or cultivators, anyone with knowledge sensed that something big seemed to be brewing between heaven and earth.

Northwest.

On the vast grasslands.

Mingma Zhuoma was herding the temple’s flock of sheep, grazing them on the plains.

As a shepherdess, her duty was to tend to the sheep for the Great Cheng Temple.

The sky above the grassland was like a vast gemstone, azure and clear.

A breeze swept by, making the grasslands ripple like waves.

Such a scene always brought joy to one’s heart.

Mingma Zhuoma couldn’t help but start to sing out loud.

Her untrained voice was simple yet resounding, and the grazing sheep would occasionally lift their heads to look around, as if they too were listening intently.

Only the Golden Summit of the distant Great Cheng Temple was shimmering with the same golden glow it had for a thousand years.

It was at this moment that Mingma Zhuoma saw two figures slowly approaching from far away in the sky.

At first they seemed very far, but in a blink of an eye, they had already arrived nearby.

Mingma Zhuoma stared in awe.

These were two monks.

The one leading was extremely thin, with his left shoulder bared, his face resembling a Buddha statue, forever wearing a hint of a compassionate smile.

Following was a chubby monk, radiant with a dignified aura.

The two of them walked slowly; their pace seemed very slow, yet they arrived in an instant.

As a shepherdess who devoutly believed in Buddhism, as soon as Mingma Zhuoma saw these two monks, she hurriedly knelt down to pay her respects.

“Venerable monks, may I ask where you come from?” Mingma Zhuoma asked respectfully.

The thin monk stopped walking, glanced at Mingma Zhuoma, and then smiled faintly.

“I come from the Buddha Kingdom, to enlighten the people of the world!”

Mingma Zhuoma was stunned, and then she began to tremble uncontrollably.

Because she noticed that although the thin monk stood on the ground, his feet were half an inch off the surface.

The Buddhist scriptures say that those who have attained the Arhat’s fruit will be compassionate towards ants and insects, walking without touching the ground to prevent trampling them.

Mingma Zhuoma had naturally heard this legend, but she never imagined she would witness such a divine scene with her own eyes.

Her admiration for the high monk made her bow incessantly, and with tears streaming down her face, she choked up and said, “Disciple pays respect to the great virtue!”

The thin monk, with a kindly smile on his face, reached out his emaciated hand and gently stroked the top of Mingma Zhuoma’s head.

“Foolish child!”

Mingma Zhuoma shook all over, her face showing a look of wild joy.

Because in the folklore of her nomadic tribe, being touched on the head by a high monk is said to erase innumerable karmic obstacles.

A moment later, the thin monk let go of her head, smiled, and then walked like he was treading on air towards the Great Cheng Temple.

Mingma Zhuoma’s expression became vacant as she crawled forward a few steps, burying her face deep into the grass where the monk had walked, kissing the footprints he left behind.

This was the highest etiquette and respect for a great virtue.

However, when Mingma Zhuoma raised her head again, the simplicity and vivacity had disappeared from her eyes, leaving them so empty.

The Great Cheng Temple was the holy land of Buddhism on the grasslands, with a history of a thousand years.

When the venerable Ku Chan approached its gates, several monks guarding the gate stepped forward to block his path.

“Fellow cultivator, please turn back! This place is sacred to the Buddhism of the grasslands!”

Because Ku Chan’s attire was different from the Buddhist followers of the grasslands, that’s why he was dissuaded by these guardian monks.

Ku Chan’s expression remained unchanged, carrying an eternal smile, he stepped forward into the temple.

Just as these monks were about to stop him.

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