The sky in Yinshan is very gloomy, but not absolutely dark. It is like a layer of imperfectly made glass covering the sky, making the sun, moon and stars invisible.
The ground under your feet is also very cold. The coldness is dry and solid, and it is difficult to be damaged by external forces.
Shen Lian wiped his eyes, and a clear light flashed out. Under his Dharma eyes, he saw the Yin Qi gathering here. The source of the spiritual power was halfway up the mountain. There was a thin mist there, and he didn't know what was inside.
Shen Lian knew clearly that behind the fog was the Damingwang Temple, the holy place of Buddhism in the world today.
More than half a year ago, there was a powerful man who escaped from the universe.
The speed of Shen Lian is neither fast nor slow. The Yinshan Mountain is strange and unpredictable. Damingwang Temple is not the only one. It is said that there is a Buddhist holy land in the deepest part of the Yinshan Mountain. But no one knows where that holy land is, what its name is, and what kind of place it once was. Earth-shattering power appears.
The sky in the distance changed. In the void, Shen Lian could clearly see an army of thirteen people lined up, flying in from far and near, riding black horses with blood stains on their manes. They had obviously been fighting all the way. .
The cavalry on the black horses are all standard armors with complex patterns on them, which Shen Lian can see clearly with his eyes.
These are demonic soldiers transformed by dead souls, condensed from resentment and evil thoughts mixed with the demonic energy of the underworld, symbolizing death.
Shen Lian pondered for a moment, this place is not far away from the Daming King Temple, how could the underworld demon soldiers come here. Aren't they afraid of the wrath of the Daming King Temple and would attack them to hold them accountable
The demon soldiers came in droves and did not give Shen Lian much room to think. When he saw a living creature of flesh and blood, he naturally launched an attack without even bothering to speak.
Shen Lian opened his palm, and a fireball appeared. The red fireworks were particularly dazzling. With a slight throw, it reached the sky and hit the flying demon soldiers. They were holding long spears and were suddenly ignited by the flames. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ashes, and some remnants of armor and weapons fell from the sky. When they tried to get close to Shen Lian, they were shaken away by invisible force.
Shen Lian did not take another look. Even though the underworld demon soldiers were a bit strange, they were not worthy of his curiosity. After all, as long as underworld was still there, there would be an endless supply of these demon soldiers under the secret method of the underworld demon sect.
These magic soldiers seemed to be just a small patrol team. After a while, no more magic soldiers were seen.
Shen Lian had already walked up the mountain in front of him and was getting closer to the fog.
Very few plants survive on Yinshan Mountain. If any plants survive, they must be very valuable, so the possibility of growing on the roadside is slim. Shen Lian did not find any special products.
If you really want something special, the stones from Yinshan Mountain can actually be of some use. Influenced by the yin energy for countless years, if you put a piece of it in the palace of a prince in the world, it can make the room cool in summer, but not for a long time. Let go, otherwise you will get sick more often.
It's just that the rocks in Yinshan Mountain are very hard, and it's not that easy to dig.
But in front of Shen Lian, a large piece of rock collapsed. It was obviously a violent impact that caused such a result. He waved his hand and hit the rock with a powerful force. The damage caused was just a crack.
This was a manifestation of the concentration of his strength, but it also indirectly made him feel the hardness of the Yinshan Mountain rocks, which were roughly comparable to the hundreds of refined steel in the world.
The further you go up the mountain, the more destruction you see. There must have been a fierce battle here.
As Shen Lian entered the mist, a huge roar roared in his ears, louder than thunder.
This is the remaining battle scene, and the aftermath of the battle is still reflected in the fog.
Shen Lian was increasingly shocked as to what had happened.
Suddenly, he felt a warning sign. A monster with a bull's head and human body suddenly appeared in front of him. He raised a steel fork and stabbed it fiercely. This time, a lot of the mist was absorbed by him and turned into power.
The tip of the steel fork was extremely sharp, and the sound of the sizzling sound was as if even the space was being pierced by a piece of paper.
Shen Lian had no distracting thoughts in his mind and let the steel fork pass through his chest.
The monster with the head of a bull and the body disappeared immediately.
Shen Lian took another step forward, and a small hillside appeared in his eyes, blocking his way forward. The hillside was covered with densely packed sharp knives, with the tips of the knives pointing upward, occasionally mist blowing by, and it was immediately divided into two halves.
The blade is sharp, but much sharper than the steel fork just now.
Just looking at this mountain of knives will make even the faint of heart faint. Even a good cultivator will not walk through the mountain of knives, but will choose to fly.
Shen Lian took out a paper crane and threw it into the air. It rose in the wind and turned into a lifelike white crane. It flapped its wings and flew tremblingly towards Daoshan. Halfway there, it suddenly fell down.
Shen Lian did not feel any fluctuations in spiritual power and could not detect what the strange method was.
He thought for a while this time, and finally showed his calm face. He stepped into the mountain of knives. The blade pierced his skin, and the severe pain reached the spiritual platform, which was particularly clear.
One step is a knife, and flesh and blood fly.
These knives were not stationary, but also rotated, stirring the flesh and blood. Sometimes the knife suddenly extended directly, allowing Shen Lian to cut off a large piece of flesh and blood, revealing the stark white bones wrapped in flesh and blood.
Shen Lian was very calm and didn't care about the pain, which was difficult for anyone to bear in this world.
As we gradually reached the highest point of the hillside, the knives gradually burrowed into the soil like earthworms.
The wounds on his body also began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving shallow scars, which seemed to prove how much pain he had endured.
Shen Lian was wondering if there was a sea of fire behind the mountain of swords, and also wondering whether Huike and the other ascetic monks at Damingwang Temple had experienced such pain, and perhaps even more painful things.
He had always felt that penance was not very meaningful, even though he had endured fifteen years of pain comparable to skin and bone peeling in the deep river.
The pain just now was real, the trauma was fake.
But for mortals, as long as there is real pain, it is enough to make them breathless and lose their lives.
Even many practitioners find it difficult to bear the pain caused by such a mountain of swords.
What was in front of him was not a sea of fire, but a golden avenue in Shen Lian's eyes. The road in front of him was a road paved with gold, with unknown trees planting fragrant fragrance on both sides.
On the road paved with gold, the leaves of the trees on both sides of the road were very small, and a transparent amber-like gelatinous substance flowed from the tree trunks. The strange fragrance also floated out from here and entered Shen Lian's mouth and nose.
Intoxicating and intoxicating, it makes people think infinitely more than the flowers blooming on the streets.
Having just experienced the pain of being cut by a mountain of knives, and now here again, people naturally feel like heaven.
The unique fragrance soothes the pain, and the road paved with gold is filled with warm and comfortable spiritual power. It comes in from the spring acupoint on the soles of the feet, making the whole body comfortable.
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p.s. Thanks to Xiujiang Dragon King for his 10,000 rewards, Sanwen’s 1888 rewards, Song Guoer’s 588 rewards for being unloved, as well as the royal translator and Captain Niu LL for their rewards.