In the Immortal Bridge Blessed Land, the fog was getting heavier and heavier. Taoist Jin Lu stood next to the collapsed Immortal Bridge, his heartbeat gradually speeding up.
The fog was coming so fiercely that when he noticed the fog and wanted to leave, it was already a little late.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from the mist, and Taoist Jin Lu's heart skipped a beat, knowing that someone had been killed.
Then there was another shrill scream, and then the screams were heard incessantly, coming from all directions in the Xianqiao Blessed Land. "Chen Shi is right, this place is indeed extremely dangerous, you should leave first!"
Taoist Jin Lu no longer hesitated and immediately left in the direction Chen Shi left.
He concentrated his concentration, the shrine floating behind his head, the divine fetus sitting there, condensing a sword energy, shining around, and guarding against dangers in the fog.
He practices the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra. It is rumored that this skill can be used to transform the corpse into an immortal. The last step is to use the sword he has made to die on his behalf, deceiving the evil spirits, and his true body will get rid of the pretext of death and go away freely. .This Sword Sutra is the supreme secret art of Taishang Haoyuan Palace. It is not as subtle and mysterious as the Xuanwei Sword Sutra, but the power of practicing a single sword energy is astonishingly great and indestructible.
There were screams all around, and people were dying every moment. Taoist Jin Lu sped up and ran forward, speeding forward like a fleeting shadow.
He ran quickly for more than a hundred miles, thinking that he should be almost at the end of the Xianqiao Blessed Land. However, after running forward for dozens of miles, the fog was still there!
There were more than ten Juren running wildly in front of them. Taoist Jinlu was overjoyed and was about to rush over to join them. Suddenly, a jagged sharp claw poked out from the mist, grabbed a Juren and retracted into the mist. Each one was strange. Their claws poked out of the mist one after another, grabbing those Juren. Even those Juren with extraordinary strength could not escape. They were grabbed by those weird claws and disappeared.
Taoist Jin Lu knew something was wrong, and immediately activated his sword energy. His body shape and sword energy merged, turning into a sword light that broke through the air and roared into the air! "There's another one!"
The moment he took off, a big craggy hand came out of the mist and grabbed the sword light.
Taoist Jinlu was horrified and struggled hard, but the strength of his craggy hands was incredible.
A huge mouth opened in the fog, lifting up the surrounding fog. Its dexterous tongue flicked out, wrapped around Taoist Jin Lu, and pulled him into the mouth with a hiss! Taoist Jin Lu fell into the monster's mouth, looked up and saw The monster's teeth were like white giant hammers, falling from the sky and hitting him. With just one blow, his body was crushed to pieces!
His spirit tried to escape, but as soon as he flew out of his body, he was blown by a sinister wind and sent into the monster's temple of five internal organs. "I regret that I didn't listen to Chen Shi's words." Before he died, something suddenly appeared in his mind. A useless thought.
The monsters in the mist ate everyone in the Xianqiao Blessed Land, and searched carefully, but found no living people. Many monsters beat each other and tried to devour the same kind. At this time, a whistle came from the mist, Then long whips were swung and struck on these monsters, leaving their skin and flesh torn.
These extremely ferocious monsters became much more at ease, and like animals, driven by the whistle, they ran towards the direction where one of the groups was leaving.
The mist flows, and the sound of rolling wheels can be faintly heard from behind the monster. A ghost with a huge chariot wheel on its lower body and many arms retracts its long whip and drives quickly in the mist. It seems to be grazing, and these monsters in the mist The demons and monsters are the cattle and sheep, and the monks, such as those who lift people, are the pasture to feed the animals.
Now that this piece of grass has been eaten, it's time to look for the next piece of grass.
Chen Shi and others were walking at the foot of these giant Buddhas. Everyone looked up. The red eyes of those giant Buddhas were extremely eye-catching in an environment like the underworld where there was only dim light. One person could not help but stir up a flame. Magic, the flame grew wings in the air, turned into a fire phoenix, and soared in the air.
Wherever the fire phoenix passed, the surroundings of these blood-red eyes were illuminated.
They are eyes that grow on the body of the Buddha, with thick and long tentacles behind the eyes.
Those eyes seemed to be very curious about the fire phoenix, chasing the fire phoenix, but the tentacles behind them were not that long, and they would often fly for a certain distance before being grabbed. "What are these eyes?"
The Juren murmured, "Are they creatures from the underworld, or are they Buddha's eyes? And these giant Buddhas, are they stone statues? Are they made of stone statues carved from the entire mountain? Why are there so many carved ones?" He was a little frightened.
If the Buddha statue is carved from the mountain, how much labor is required and how long does it take to carve it? Moreover, how can these flesh-and-blood eyes grow on the stone statue?
If the Buddha were not a stone statue, would it still be a body of flesh and blood? "Guji."
There was a strange sound coming from the feet of the giant Buddha beside them, and an eyelid opened at the ankle of the giant Buddha, revealing a huge blood-red eye that turned and stared at them.
Everyone's scalps were numb. Most of them were in the Nascent Soul Realm and the Soul Transformation Realm. They could no longer be considered weak, but they were still a little frightened when faced with the eyes on these giant Buddhas. The blood-red eyes floated up and came to their heads. Watching them faintly.
This eye was about an acre in size and was still far away from them. The red light in its eyes illuminated the road in front of them scarlet.
As they walked forward, another sound of cooing came, and huge red eyes grew out of the Buddha, floating above their heads, lighting the way for them. Chen Shi looked alert and raised his feet lightly. After a light pause, he quietly spread out the Nascent Soul force field and activated the wind and thunder transformation.
The range covered by his Nascent Soul Force Field, with him as the center, extends to a distance of five feet, forming a spherical field. This is also the distance that his Wind and Thunder Transformation can cover.
Most of the others did not notice his Nascent Soul force field. Only Guo Daozi noticed something was wrong. He looked around vigilantly and suddenly drew a thunder talisman out of thin air with his finger.
"Zhila!"
The thunder talisman burned, but it did not exert any power. Guo Daozi was extremely surprised: "Dojo? Or what?"
The Taoism in Tianshi Mansion is profound and unpredictable. The Nine Heavens Three Treasures Golden Book practiced by Guo Daozi is the top Taoism method in the Ten Books of Cultivation. The talismans he drew are stronger than those of other talisman masters, but the talisman he drew just now Talisman, the power was completely "borrowed"!
Surrounding them, there was a power that he didn't understand, which had borrowed the power of all lightning techniques! That's why he suspected that it was the dojo of a strong man in the Void Refining Realm!
However, even the Yuanshen Dojo of a strong person in the Void Refining Realm is not so weird, and is even a bit evil!
At this moment, suddenly a big blood-red eyeball on their head quietly cracked, opened like a flower, and split into five petals, like petals. A green-faced fanged ghost was in the center of the flower, with strips of flesh-like stamens inserted in it.
Behind them, the ghost was about two or three feet tall, with head and feet. Suddenly, the stamens were pulled out from behind them silently. The ghost fell downwards and reached out to grab the tallest person in the crowd, its indigo face showing a look of joy.
!
This ghost has no hair on its head and has scars on its head. It looks like it was transformed into a monk. Just as it approached the crowd, wind and thunder rolled in the air, and a bright lightning suddenly appeared and penetrated the ghost monk! The ghost monk was stunned and fell down.
Everyone hurriedly dispersed, only to see the ghost monk fall to the ground, suddenly open his bloody mouth, let out a shrill scream, and blew out a bloody wind from his mouth, spraying upward into the sky! The blood rushed into the sky, more than ten feet high, forming a sheet of blood.
fog.
The ghost monk sprayed blood mist from his mouth, and seemed to be deflated. His body shrank, and soon only a skin was left, but the size was huge and astonishing. Everyone was horrified and retreated, not knowing that this ghost monk
What happened to me.
Guo Daozi stepped forward, activated a sword energy, and stabbed the ghost monk's skin. The ghost monk's skin was dented, but it actually blocked his sword energy. "This ghost monk has a golden body!"
Guo Daozi was startled and looked at Chen Shi, his heart beating wildly.
"The realm of ghosts and gods! Chen Shi understands the realm of ghosts and gods! He, he...could he be a ghost and god?"
The space that is incomprehensible and has weird rules is called the realm of ghosts and gods.
This kind of field is often caused by monsters, prehistoric remnants, powerful magic weapon fragments, or other incomprehensible things, which have a certain regional impact on the real world. Chen Shi's Nascent Soul Force Field has the same effect as the ghost and god field.
The effect!
Guo Daozi, a senior disciple of the Tianshi Mansion, could not see how this ghost monk died! This ghost monk died in a way that he could not understand, which was the realm of ghosts and gods!
However, how can a normal monk achieve the realm of ghosts and gods if he has not yet cultivated the soul or the dojo?
"He's probably not human!"
Guo Daozi thought of the legend that there were many demons living in Chen Shi, who were extremely powerful, and his heart beat even harder, "Chen Shi, he may be dead! The Chen Shi standing in front of us now is actually a demon! He pretended to be Chen Shi's
It seems that he is trying to sneak into the underworld!"
Tian Yue'e was very diligent and thrifty. She rolled up the ghost monk's skin, carried it on her back, and said with a smile: "This ghost skin is a good thing, don't waste it! You can sell it at a good price at Juxian Tower when you go out!" Everyone was envious.
They continue to move forward, and there are many ghost monks around them emerging from those strange big eyes. But before they get close to them, they are often struck by lightning, and wind rises in the body, blowing away the body from the inside. Or there is water and fire in the body, often
The eyes, ears, mouth and nose are so burned that they glow with fire, or water spurts out from the mouth, and even the bones melt in the water.
Or maybe he was suddenly crushed to pieces by an invisible force!
These ghost monks should have been monks when they were alive. They had bald heads, all had ring scars, and had a golden body. Their skin was very tough and could block the spells of the gods. If these ghost monks were to attack them, they would not be able to do anything. Otherwise, such monsters will soon be slaughtered and turned into delicacies for ghost monks.
"What an amazing golden body!"
Chen Shi couldn't help but wonder, studying the skins of these ghost monks, and wondered, "Could it be that these ghosts were all monks when they were alive? But how could there be monks in the underworld? How could they become such ghosts? Why do they live in these weird places? In the eyes?" At this time, there was a loud thunderstorm-like noise and boom, boom, boom, as if there were some huge monsters fighting.
Chen Shi signaled everyone to stop and quietly stepped forward, only to see two ghost monks pressing a monk against the cliff. They punched the monk hard and beat him until his bones and tendons were broken. , dying. There are several corpses of monks around, which are in pieces. They should have been killed by ghost monks.
The monk also cultivated the golden body. He was golden, six feet tall, and very handsome. He was the Wuchen monk who had met Chen Shi several times. His strength was obviously not as good as the two ghost monks, and the golden body was about to be destroyed. break in.
Chen Shi rushed forward, and one of the ghost monks immediately dropped Monk Wuchen and turned around to charge towards him. However, as soon as he got within five feet of him, he was struck by lightning and possessed by the sinister wind, blowing into his body! The ghost monk was stronger than The previous ghost monk was much stronger. Realizing that something was wrong, he immediately shut his mouth, sealed his nine orifices, and flew back.
However, just by sealing one's own acupoints, one cannot stop the wind and thunder.
The ghost monk's body quickly swelled up, and no longer able to hold it back, he opened his mouth to scream, spraying blood mist from his mouth, and instantly shriveled up and turned into a skin bag!
Another ghost monk who was beating Wuchen was horrified when he saw this. When he saw Chen Shi, he looked like he was seeing a ghost. He leaped up with a hiss and jumped into an eye flower that was opening in the air. Each stamen pierced into its back. In the muscles of the back, the petals then closed and turned into a huge eye.
The eyes quickly retracted upwards, stuck to the surface of the Buddha statue, embedded in it, the eyelids closed, and the eyes disappeared.
The other eyes also seemed to be frightened, and they retracted into the body of the Buddha statue, closing their eyelids. In an instant, the Buddha statue standing tall on the sky became dim, and all the big red eyeballs disappeared.
Chen Shi stepped forward, helped Monk Wuchen up, and said, "Monk, are you still alive?"
"Yes." Monk Wuchen said, paralyzed.
Tian Yue'e and others rushed over and quickly treated him and reconnected his broken bones.
Guo Daozi trained his soul and used his magic power to lift up Monk Wuchen to avoid being bumped. Monk Wuchen looked at Chen Shi and said, "Now you don't owe me anything."
Chen Shi was surprised and didn't know what he was talking about.
Everyone continued to move forward. Monk Wuchen was lying in the air, looking at the giant Buddha sitting between heaven and earth, and suddenly burst into tears. Guo Daozi smiled and said, "Monk, why are you crying?"
Monk Wuchen burst into tears and couldn't control himself for a while.
After a while, he recovered a little, gathered his emotions, and said: "These big Buddhas are half-Buddhas of my Buddhism, not stone statues. We are in the Buddhist hell at the moment. The hell is divided into monks and laymen. There are twenty levels in my Buddhist hell.
What the world calls hell is eighteen levels, not in the same place."
Chen Shi didn't know the difference here, so he listened carefully.
"The legend of Buddhist hell comes from the Chinese continent. According to the sutras and treatises asked by Maitreya Bodhisattva, hell has living hell, black rope, He, Scream, Doppona, Patopona, Abi, Gokura, dead body, and knife.
There are twenty levels of hell such as the Forest, the Forest of Swords, the Breaking, the Ambuddha, the Abobo, the Achacha, the Umbala, the Kubula, the Xiang, Fendali, and the Batumo."
Monk Wuchen looked dull and murmured, "I, the eminent Buddhist monk, followed the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to Xiniu Xinzhou. The people of the Ming Dynasty multiplied and lived, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts had nowhere to go. The place where these lonely souls and wild ghosts live is
It is called the underworld. At that time, the two realms of yin and yang were not completely separated. If there were no ghosts and gods to take care of it, there would only be chaos."
Therefore, the true king built the eighteen levels of hell in the secular world and invited the clones of Yama in the ten halls to guard them. The judges and Yin generals of Chinese ghosts and gods also invited their clones to separate the Yin and Yang worlds. From then on, humans and ghosts took different paths. "I am a Buddhist sect.
The great eminent monk also created the twenty levels of hell in Buddhism to gather the souls of the dead in the world."
Monk Wuchen looked at the majestic giant Buddhas on both sides and said, "According to the records of our Dabaoguo Temple, in the three holy places of Buddhism during King Zhen's era, there were many eminent monks who had half-stepped into the realm of Buddhism. In order to break through, they entered the hell of Buddhism.
I made a great wish that the hell will not be empty and vowed not to be a Buddha. Many Buddhist eminent monks followed these half-Buddhas in practice. After the era of the True King ended, the twenty levels of hell in Buddhism, together with those who were close to the Buddha realm, also disappeared without a trace. I
There is a legend in Dabaoguo Temple that they have become Buddhas and entered the Paradise. This inspired countless monks in our temple."
When he said this, his eyes filled with tears again. He was also one of the inspired monks.
Hu Guanghan next to Chen Shi asked: "Monk, do you mean that these Buddha statues standing tall on the sky and the earth are the Buddhist masters who were sitting in hell at that time?" Monk Wuchen wiped away his tears, looked at him and said, "Your Excellency
yes?"
"Hu Guanghan, Wangwu County."
"Aren't you a member of a noble family?"
"no."
Monk Wuchen did not answer his question.
"The muscles and bones of these giant Buddhas turned into stone, and their flesh and blood turned into clay. They were too strong in life, much stronger than my master Kuzhu Zen Master, and their golden bodies were flawless, so they were able to maintain their Buddha bodies."
Monk Wuchen shed tears and said, "There is evil in their bodies, and they have grown monsters like strange eyes that look like flowers but are not flowers, and have eyes that are not eyes. And those who follow these half-Buddha practices have become ghosts in the flowers. They
, not in the Paradise at all!" He burst into grief and cried loudly.
Chen Shi didn't know how to comfort him, so he patted his shoulder. Monk Wuchen cried even harder.
Seeing this, Guo Daozi hurriedly said: "Almsgiver Chen, stop patting him. His shoulder bone is broken, and you hurt him by patting him." Chen Shi stopped his hand, looking slightly embarrassed, and asked: "Monk, how can we get out of Buddhism?
Hell?" "Can't get out!"
Monk Wuchen cried loudly, "If we can get out, why couldn't these half-Buddha masters back then? We can't get out! We are trapped and die here!" - Sorry, the plot is stuck, the update is late. But okay
Chapter completed!