Archives of the Buddhist Nationality

As he walked into the Bronze Gate, he came to a small house of just over ten square meters.

The house was very simple, with only a small wooden table on which a lantern was placed, emitting a faint light.

On the walls were two bookshelves, with not many books on them.

Qian Lao was one of the earliest awakened ones. During the Eternal Night, the whole world was plunged into darkness, with ghost fog shrouding everything, bringing despair and terror.

Countless people faced collapse, and even more died during the Eternal Night.

At that time, I was just an ordinary person. It was the team leader who led us to fight our way through, and we huddled together for warmth.

The Eternal Night only lasted for three days, but after those three days, everything was in shambles.

You are fortunate to have been rescued by the team leader early on and gathered together in a safe place.

I was one of them too, but most of the awakened ones died protecting mankind during the Eternal Night. Fortunately, Dao City finally lent us a hand in the end.

Only then were we barely able to establish ten cities to shelter mankind completely.

During the battle of Eternal Night, Qian Lao paid an almost fatal price to save countless lives.

Zhang ZiLiang's emotions seemed a little off. With his back to Wang Ye, he said softly, though his voice trembled a little.

Wang Ye also fell silent.

Everyone went through the Eternal Night.

Fortunately, as the lucky ones, they were gathered together when the Eternal Night had just erupted, and did not experience much danger. So they only knew about the three days of darkness, but did not have much perception of the dangers within it.

Therefore, Wang Ye at that time was still quite naive, including many surviving ordinary people, who were still very optimistic about this world.

It was not until the second Eternal Night...

Wang Ye personally experienced what terror and despair really meant.

The impact of the second Eternal Night on ordinary people was unimaginable.

It was also after that that Wang Ye finally understood how much effort it takes to struggle to survive in this terrible world.

It seemed like a timeline - most ordinary people recognized the reality and became diligent and serious.

A tiny fraction of people completely gave up and went mad, destroying themselves.

Even so, Wang Ye still did not escape death during the third Eternal Night.

Perhaps it would be a good idea to find an appropriate opportunity to inform Zhang ZiLiang about the second Eternal Night.

Although Wang Ye never considered himself kind, passing on a piece of information could save many more people and give Team Tian more preparation time. Doing something like this would give him peace of mind.

The information about the Buddhist Clan is over there. I only have access for half an hour.

With his emotions gradually stabilizing, Zhang ZiLiang pointed to a wall and said lightly.

Wang Ye nodded slightly, took a deep breath, and his state of mind gradually calmed down. He walked to the bookshelf.

Contrary to Wang Ye's expectations, the books on the shelves were not ancient texts, but rather classified archives.

Buddhist Clan Origins

Buddhist Clan Strength Levels

Current Buddha Kingdom Power Rankings

And a series of other materials, all unavailable outside, he really wondered how Team Tian had compiled all this information.

Otherwise they would have found someone to try long ago.

Wang Ye picked up the file on Buddhist strength levels without hesitation.

Because he was currently on the pure physical path, very similar to the Buddhist Clan, he was most interested in their strength system.

Buddhist Clan, level one, called Shami.

Hammering the skin every day, hitting with sticks until enduring 50 strikes, then one can advance.

Shami?

Wang Ye thought for a moment. The bald man he killed at the amusement park should be at the basic Shami level.

With just simple skin enhancement, even some powerful first awakened could easily deal with them.

Level two, called Buddhism Child.

Hammering the muscles every day, soaking in medicinal baths, punching through two inches of steel, then one can advance.

Buddhism Child, this was probably the level of King Kong.

Wang Ye gained some understanding again. With a powerful brute body and some Buddhist skills, a Buddhism Child was the top existence among second awakened.

Level three, called Martial Monk.

Hammering the bones every day, specific cultivation methods unknown.

Level four, called Protector.

Hammering the qi and blood every day, specific cultivation methods unknown.

Level five, called Arhat.

Level six, called King Kong.

The text in the archives was very short, with introductions only for the first two levels. As for later levels, only the names were recorded, obviously even Team Tian had not fully investigated the subsequent cultivation methods.

Otherwise they would have already found someone to try.

Team Tian did not even know the names beyond level six.

And he himself had already strengthened his bones to at least the fourth level of the Buddhist Clan.

After gaining a general understanding of his own level, Wang Ye closed the file and put it back on the shelf, then took out the one on Buddhist power distribution and looked through it again.

He had an intuition that for a long period of time in the future, he would have to deal with the Buddhist Clan.

When the mysterious old monk in the slums left, he had clearly stated that there was karma between him and the Buddhist Clan.

He just didn't know what level that old monk was in the Buddhist Clan.

However, the skinning knife in his hand seemed to have the specific effect of breaking through the Buddhist Clan's physical defenses.

As he pondered this, Wang Ye opened the next file.

Buddha Kingdom power distribution unknown, pending supplement.

Only a few short words were written on the thick file.

The rest of the file was completely blank pages, and Wang Ye's face instantly darkened.

Noticing this, Zhang ZiLiang said lightly: The Buddha Kingdom is very exclusive, they never allow outsiders to enter, so intelligence on them can only be obtained by the lowest level scouts. Otherwise, why do you think I agreed to bring you in here?

Feeling tricked by the old fox Zhang ZiLiang once again, Wang Ye cursed inwardly and closed the file, not bothering to look at the other Buddhist files.

Without even basic power distribution information, there was no hope of obtaining any useful information.

Can I look at other things?

Wang Ye stood up and asked Zhang ZiLiang.

Zhang ZiLiang shook his head slightly: Knowing too much is not a good thing for you. Of course, if you obtain other intelligence on the Buddhist Clan in the future, you can come exchange it equivalently.

I want to know, are there any Buddhist cultivation methods? With just physical training, the Buddhist Clan has obvious weaknesses. I want to know how they make up for their own deficiencies.

Wang Ye thought for a moment and asked.

Zhang ZiLiang was startled, looking deeply at Wang Ye, as if to see through him. After a long time, he finally said: There are, but they are precious.

The implication was very clear.

Wang Ye looked at Zhang ZiLiang and said with a laugh: The second Eternal Night.

What did you say?

Zhang ZiLiang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing became hurried.

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