The sound of "boom".

Everything is quiet.

Ning Yi pressed the tin staff with one hand, and the nine golden rings on the top of the crown were shattered before. At this moment, ninety-five parts of the entire Vajra tin staff were inserted into the walls of the snow-capped mountains, leaving only the crown at the end. The monk's body had been shattered, and a dry bone was exactly the same as the pilgrim he saw when he opened his eyes at the top of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Temple.

The flesh and blood of the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" had already worn out, and his long-term age had almost eroded his flesh and blood. It was estimated that he had used some secret technique to fight against the enemy. Ning Yi had never seen this technique. Now this tin stick smashed the sternum to sunken and shattered, and the entire skeleton was scattered. When Ning Yi let go of his hands, the "fake Bodhisattva" who had previously been majestic and majestic at this moment was dispersed.

Ning Yi stood at the foot of Daxue Mountain.

He looked at the "pilgrim" who was dying with eyes closed and said, "If you have a breath, I would like to know what happened here."

There is a magic of "soul search" in the evil magic in the East Realm.

With Ning Yi's current spiritual attainments, if he does not avoid the cruelty of this method, he can indeed forcibly search the opponent's soul to get the information he wants.

He looked back at the turbulent "tofu cubes", which damaged part of the previous fight, which were the places where the "pilgrims" lived for many years.

If there is such a "false bodhisattva"?

Then these "fools" are no longer unreasonable, but rather reasonable.

"It can free humans in the demon clan... this is simply a lie." Ning Yi murmured to himself. He did not open his eyes, but when he looked at the risky and turbulent wooden houses, his eyes fluctuated faintly.

It seems like I saw the "pilgrim" who moved in and walked in a difficult way.

From full of expectations, to setbacks, to firmness.

Then in the end, I was brainwashed and believed it without doubt.

"This is simply a scam. There have never been any saints or beliefs. The gods, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas here are all fake. The latter who fabricated these are just wanting their 'wish power'."

Ning Yi lowered his eyebrows and stared at the "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" who turned into powder and fell down.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, you have to rely on incense to live.

There is really something like vow in this world, but there must be enough believers.

The "Fate Scroll" in the ancient scroll of the Sword Holder proves the existence of "wish power". The illusory fate can be changed through some means. The wish is the few things that can touch "fate".

Xu Qingke used his own lifespan to promote the life-changing word book to start a coup in Tiandu City.

In a sense, he changed the "destiny" of the entire Tiandu City by himself.

This is actually a kind of willpower.

The five hundred years of tolerance, thoughts, and the "causes" buried in the end finally planted the "fruits".

He pursed his lips and looked at the depths of the snow-capped mountains. The "other shore" where the pilgrims were rushing to the desolate. The people who created all this hooked up with a so-called "land of rebirth"...

Can everyone still practice the third method of immortality?

This is a bit ridiculous.

At the end of the ancient temples is a place that makes oneself excited and dangerous for the "Bone Plain".

Related to the lost "Book of Heaven"?

Ning Yi dared not confirm.

He vaguely felt that the plan behind this layout would be great.

I don’t know how many places there are in the demon tribe like this. What are you going to do in this wilderness?

Many of the three religions and many beliefs here are even coming from the Great Sui Dynasty...

"Which giant from the demon clan was made by it, or... Da Sui?" Ning Yi blew in his mind, thinking of something that he didn't dare to confirm.

Although the two worlds are very far apart, they are still related to each other.

For example, the mount of Taiyi Saved Ku Tianzun back then was the Nirvana power of the demon clan and the Nine Spirits Yuansheng.

There is also a rumor.

Now the "Golden-winged Roc Bird" that holds the entire Eastern Demon Realm is closely related to the Eastern Tu Lingshan Mountain in the Great Sui Dynasty.

It is said that in the ancient times of Lingshan, the "Immortal" who had one of the highest status was the ancestor of the "Golden-winged Roc" on his shoulder.

Truth is unknown.

However, in the years when "immortality" cannot be proved, the authenticity of these stories gradually decreased and eventually became a myth, and almost no one believed it... The reason is very simple, those ancient great figures must be based on the premise of "immortality".

While Ning Yi was walking in the Great Lakes of the East Realm, he heard an interesting "story". The innate spiritual treasure "glazed glass cup" flowed out of Lingshan to Han Yue's hand. Although it was extremely strong, it was always a little bit perfect.

The little bit of difference is the Nirvana feather of the golden-winged Roc, which is used as a glass wick.

Also don't know whether it is true or not.

What’s funny is that judging from Han Yue’s cultivation level, even if the rumors are true, he cannot make the “Glass Cup” complete. If the golden-winged Roc bird in the Nirvana realm can make the Glass Cup complete, it is probably the “White Emperor”.

However, just a little bit of perfection is enough for Han to stand out from all the heroes. It is even possible to use this innate spiritual treasure to try to get a glimpse of the mystery of Nirvana.

...

...

Ning Yi stood at the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

The mind is complicated.

After only dozens of breaths, he thought of many things.

Not far away, there was no longer the "Surpriser Bird" with a huge Dharma image. She carried the little girl in red cherry blossoms and returned to a relatively less conspicuous size. She could almost allow two people to ride on their backs, gently flapping their wings, and hovering dozens of feet away. In its opinion, Ning Yi's brief silence just now was considered to have seen the "fake Bodhisattva" off.

The cardinal whispered softly.

Ning Yi shook his head with a smile and took back those complicated thoughts.

He slowly raised the palm of his hand pressed against the tin staff, and his ears moved gently.

The slight sound of the wind and the sound of snow.

The cardinal's screams became sharper.

Snow and wind are disordered.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face and pulled back. The "Bone Plain" in his body suddenly let out a sharp roar.

The black robe flashed through the air, stepped on the ground at an extremely fast speed, and flew upside down dozens of feet.

The next moment, the mountain wall where the monk was nailed to death exploded without warning, and a whole tin staff ran out of the mountain and crashed heavily into Ning Yi.

Ning Yi raised his hand and pressed the tin staff with one palm. The crown top was directly crushed. The tin staff looked like it had become a vajra stick. He instantly inserted it into the ground. His palm exerted force and then continued to sink after it left his palm. In the end, only half of the golden stick was left outside, and was lifted and stepped on by Ning Yi half of his foot.

The snow-capped mountain walls trembled violently.

The cardinal's roar became more and more sharp. It flapped its wings and was about to enlarge its Dharma body. However, at the critical moment, Ning Yi pinched the back of his neck with two fingers and gently rubbed the feathers. So the moment he was carried over, its body quickly became smaller uncontrollably and eventually turned into a meat ball.

The little girl from Hongying fell unconsciously from behind it, and was eventually caught by two flapping bird claws.

Cardinal hairs exploded.

He slowly hung on Ning Yi's shoulder with the little girl in his arms.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face, and he had a premonition in his heart. If the cardinal enlarged his Dharma body just now... he would probably have fallen into "Tao".

In front of him, a whole snow-capped stone wall was shattered.

Ning Yi no longer hesitated and activated the mountain scroll. The surging power of the ancient scroll spread out from the soles of his feet.

This is the pure "coagulation" power of the world.

A whole "stone" in the soles of his feet raised up and rushed toward Ning Yi. With dozens of breaths, the snow-capped mountain collapsed and collapsed without warning, and dozens of huge rocks roared towards Ning Yi.

Three feet away, the rocks were broken.

Ning Yi raised his hand and the snow slid over. A ray of sword light slid through the darkness and snow. He stepped on the huge rock under his feet and slid backward for a mile.

The rocks collapsed and smoke filled the dust.

The instant collapse of the small snow mountain brought Ning Yi an extremely familiar feeling... This feeling was like he saw another "self", or the light saw the darkness.

It is not that the sword holder sees the "shadow", and there is no rejection or hatred.

But there is an urgent "craving".

The "Bone Plain" was trembling violently, just like when Ning Yi was walking in the Great Lakes of the East and encountered the mountain scroll.

Ning Yi, who was stepping on the rocks, looked a little confused.

He looked up at the collapsed stone wall of the snow-capped mountain. At the highest point there, a flying robe slowly walked out. The man was wearing a wide black robe, unable to see his face clearly in the smoke and dust, and looked at him from a high point.

Step out in one step.

Falling to the ground.

With a "boom", it hit the ground.

The air waves rolled, and when everything was gone, Ning Yi saw clearly the appearance of the visitor.

It was a slim woman with a young and even a little tender body, with loose black hair and a white face, looking like a "female ghost".

Red lips, white teeth, ink robe, black hair.

She didn't smile, and her cold face looked like a "dangerous" feeling.
To be continued...