Chapter 536: Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra (Immortal Quality)

Chapter 536: Chapter 536 – Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra (Immortal Quality)

On the status panel, Sanskrit had already reached proficiency. It could be considered already at the level of a national language professor.

This was how powerful the status panel was!

Proficient level Sanskrit still wasn’t didn’t allow me to understand the Buddhist text?

Is this a joke?

Shi Yan Ming, who had just finished cleaning the third floor, walked over and was speechless when he saw the book in Wei Xiao Bei’s hands, “Benefactor Wei, You can actually understand that? That is the original Buddhist text written in ancient Sanskrit!”

The words Shi Yan Ming said immediately roused Wei Xiao Bei’s perplexed thoughts.

He immediately opened his eyes and looked at the book.

Name: Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra (Immortal Quality)

Description: This object is the first draft written by five Shakyamuni Bhiksus and then transcribed by the Bhiksus that they had passed it to in the ancient Sanskrit language. The material used for this is a leaf from the Talipot palm. Note: This object carries magical Buddhist powers. Those capable of reading this sutra would then obtain the power from within this text.

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Immortal Quality!

Wei Xiao Bei almost cried out.

This object exceeded his expectations.

He never imagined that there was actually an immortal quality Buddhist text inside the Sutra Depository Pavilion.

However, after thinking about it, he realized this was not totally outlandish.

Just looking at the description was enough to make him understand.

This text was the first draft written by the Buddha’s first five disciples. Afterward, their disciples transcribed it on Talipot palm leaves!

Wei Xiao Bei knew that Talipot leaves were used as paper by ancient Tianzhu before papermaking was invented. The leaves were quite tough and lighter than bamboo strips.

However, because these trees had been over-harvested, they became extinct on the island. On the other hand, in ancient Tianzhu, whether in Christianity or Buddhism, the Talipot leaves were the main materials used for drafting scriptures and sutras. Thus, the leaves had been named as Saint Leaves. As the name implies, they were leaves used to record the words of saints.

In legends, the Talipot leaves were used as pages and compiled into original Buddhist texts by Buddhist disciples and grand disciples. They shouldn’t have carried any mysterious power. Wei Xiao Bei thought that the Gods were blind.

Ancient Sanskrit transcription?

Seeing this, Wei Xiao Bei roughly knew why he did not understand parts of the book.

The materials that he bought were Sanskrit, but they were a much more modern version with some Western influence.

There were even some blank spaces in the text, which the strictness of ancient Sanskrit does not allow for.

Wei Xiao Bei had a premonition as to how he would deal with this problem.

Wei Xiao Bei once again closed his eyes and immediately concentrated on his [Sanskrit] skill.

As he concentrated, his evolution points began to decrease. The [Sanskirt (Proficient)] in his status panel began to change from [Sanskrit (Proficient)] to [Ancient Sanskrit (Basic)].

However, he didn’t simply consume 200 evolution points, but a whole 400 points.

It was clear that the cost of this change was not small.

However, he did not hesitate and concentrated again.

After a period of time, his evolution points decreased once again but his Ancient Sanskrit had now reached proficient.

At this level, Ancient Sanskrit could be improved no further, but when he saw his evolution points, he felt his heart ache.

It cost him 1000 evolution points!

There was no doubt that Ancient Sanskrit was truly different compared to modern languages. Otherwise, he would not have used up so many evolution points so quickly.

1000 evolution points would have been enough to increase 5 different modern languages to proficient levels. If he included the 400 evolution points from turning Sanskrit to Ancient Sanskirt, then it would be 7 modern languages.

Luckily, no further changes occurred. Otherwise, Wei Xiao Bei wouldn’t know what to do as he only had 251 evolution points left.

Following the increase of Ancient Sanskrit to proficient, Wei Xiao Bei felt something mysterious happen to himself, but there were no changes to his status panel.

Naturally, Wei Xiao Bei did not bother with this and looked at the Diamond Sutra in his hands.

This time, he did not use [Response Pulse] to look, but directly with his eyes.

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The cover’s Vajracchedikā Prajñāpāramitā Sūtra in his eyes had now appeared to be alive and moving.

Wei Xiao Bei looked at Shi Yan Ming, who was curiously looking at the Diamond Sutra. He was curious as to why Wei Xiao Bei was staring at the cover for so long.

It was very clear that Shi Yan Ming could not see the strangeness happening on the cover.

So, only I can see this strangeness?

Wei Xiao Bei was slightly excited as he turned the page.

The moment he turned it to the first page, he could see a gentle, serene, golden light blossoming on the tree leaves.

In the next moment, Wei Xiao Bei felt his consciousness go fuzzy as if he was gradually falling asleep.

When he woke up, he could feel his body moving. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a large group of people that were advancing forward, and he was among them.

The number of people exceeded thousands. They all appeared to be like monks from Tianzhu. Their hair was cut short and they wore worn-out monk gowns. The pattern on them was different from the gowns that he had seen.

Wei Xiao Bei wanted to extend his hand to touch his face, but he could not move. His entire body was moving, but he could not control it. He tried using [Repsonse Pulse] but it did not work at all. The only thing he could control was his line of sight to inspect his surroundings.

For a moment, Wei Xiao Bei noticed that he could not use his abilities or skills at all, causing him to break into a cold sweat.

What is this situation?

Could I have fallen into a trap?

Even if Wei Xiao Bei’s skills had been blocked, his willpower was still stronger than most people. He immediately calmed down and thought of the situation.

He had entered into a dream.

Wei Xiao Bei had the [Indomitable Will] skill, but he still fell into a dream. This could only be described as terror.

The only problem was that although he could not control his body, the feeling of the wind blowing past him or the feeling of the ground on his feet was the same as normal.

Since he could not get out of this dream at the moment, he decided to observe the surroundings. On both sides was a tropical rain forest that appeared as if it had just rained. He could still feel the mud as he moved forward with difficulty.

Perhaps he had already walked for quite a distance, but the monks were already gasping for breath. Their faces were pale, and sweat kept dripping down, but they still persevered.

Wei Xiao Bei could also feel the same tiredness.

In truth, the feeling of depleting his stamina was something he had not felt for so long.

Finally, a white city appeared ahead. The monks let out a sigh of relief and moved towards a forest beside the city.

The forest was clearly desolate, but the monks did not pay any attention and sat on the ground.

“This place is so desolate, why not name it desolate lands?”

The sound of a gentle voice whose gender could not be identified echoed. The language was Ancient Sanskrit, so Wei Xiao Bei could definitely understand it. However, the voice felt like wind striking a bell. It sounded so sweet that Wei Xiao Bei’s distracting thoughts disappeared.

When Wei Xiao Bei took a look, it was a young monk. His hair was cut short and appeared suave. He had a big mouth and a long nose. His earlobes hung down to his shoulders and were clearly different from normal people.

The monks immediately responded with a yes.

Wei Xiao Bei could not help but be surprised, he immediately connected the situation with the Diamond Sutra, causing him to immediately understand.

Could this young monk be Buddha Shakyamuni?

It was said that he became Buddha at the age of 35. He could indeed be called young, but Wei Xiao Bei did not know if the one in front of him had already become Buddha.

On the contrary, Wei Xiao Bei could not speak; he could only look from a detached point of view.

When his tiredness slightly recovered, Wei Xiao Bei felt hunger coming from his stomach. Soon, other monks’ stomachs were also grumbling.

There were no less than 1000 people there, making the grumbling sound quite loud, sounding like croaking summer frogs. There were some older monks who could not endure and were embarrassed.

“Everyone is hungry. Come a hundred of you. Follow this senior to respectfully beg the trees and city for food.”

Afterward, the Shakyamuni monk got up and extended his hand, pointing at people.

In ten breaths time, he had pointed to 99 people and finally pointed at Wei Xiao Bei.

“Sariputta, you should also follow.” The young monk’s gentle voice jolted Wei Xiao Bei as it passed through his ears. He quickly replied, “Yes, Exalted One.” Wei Xiao Bei could not control his body as he immediately got up and followed the young monk.

At this time, when he heard the title ‘Exalted One’, Wei Xiao Bei became 99% sure that the young monk was Shakyamuni.

In truth, Wei Xiao Bei was a bit excited at being able to meet Shakyamuni so close.

In truth, his position was so high. In legends, it was said that there was nothing he wasn’t capable of.

Even if a person did not know who the chairman of the Chinese Parliament was, they would absolutely never say they didn’t know Shakyamuni.

One hundred monks entered the village following Shakyamuni.

Only when they were close to it, did Wei Xiao Bei see that the white city’s walls were made from piled-up rocks painted with lime. From afar, it appeared pure white with the illumination of the sun.

However, the white wall was not really that high and at most three meters. In other words, it only served to block.

If a large army truly wanted to ambush it, the walls would serve no use at all.

At the city gates, there were some half-naked Tianzhi soldiers holding pikes in their hands and guarding the place. When they saw the hundred-monk group, they appeared to not recognize the group. They immediately positioned the pikes parallel to the ground and pointed at Shakyamuni’s group. From Wei Xiao Bei’s point of view, the soldiers had nervous looks on their faces.

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