The frenzied sanity seemed to have been strummed by a string, and was able to regain some clarity.
The Ghost King squinted his eyes and saw that a woman with long hair was chained to the iron pillar. There was clearly only a fragmented white bone. As the iron pillar collapsed and the sea of ice surged, the white bone was also washed away in a blink of an eye. The dream was finally woken up by the hammer, that person was already dead, even if he refused to erase it from his memory, the sky and the earth, the wind and clouds were scattered, and she could no longer be found.
In fact, he has already accepted this fact, but the enemy still wants to use his last delusion to make trouble. The ghost king touched his chest, it was freezing cold to the bone, and the sea water slipped away from his fingers. There was no expected heartache, only a little sense of loss.
A hand reached out and suddenly grabbed his wrist, the ghost king subconsciously wanted to shoot.
"Come on, what are you still doing, keep up, there is light over there!"
He Qingmo's voice came through his divine sense, exploded in his mind, clearly, and dispelled the lingering figure in his memory.
The ghost king didn't find himself relaxing.
"Didn't you already leave?"
"Come back halfway through!"
He Qingmo was not angry, he roughly dragged the ghost king and swam to the only dazzling light source in the sea.
The sea water was turbid and chaotic behind him, and more and more gravel and weeds were swept into the huge vortex, and that vortex was rapidly advancing towards them. Seeing that they were about to be swept in, the Ghost King simply picked up people and swam towards the light source.
He Qingmo's hands drooped softly. His talent in cultivation was far inferior to that in formation. If he hadn't had doubts about the cause of Senior Sister Meng Li's death in Jiuzhongyuan at that time, he would not have come to Youdu to find out the truth. Now that he is nearly exhausted, his spiritual power can only barely maintain himself to continue breathing in the ice sea, not to be violated by the icy sea water, and no longer has the strength to leave the danger.
He thought groggyly, he could have escaped alone, and he didn't have to turn around and pull the other person.
This person met them by chance, and temporarily turned the enemy into a friend. Because they have a common enemy, they really want to talk about friendship. In just two days, they will not establish a deep friendship. People and ghosts have different paths, He Qingmo is in the gods The mansion is also notorious for being arrogant and arrogant, and he refuses to take care of people easily. Just now he turned his head and stretched out his hand. It was because he heard Linghu say two days ago that he had been dead for many years, and that he has no friends or relatives in this world, and there will be no one like that. Women are just as good to themselves.
At that time, He Qingmo was quite disdainful. The avenue of longevity was so cruel. There were many people who were alone. Cultivation of immortals was a lonely thing. There will be a day when they will part ways. The ghost king's words are indeed a bit naive.
But childishness turned into childishness, but he somehow remembered that just now, his anger at being choked by the other party hadn't subsided, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pulled him, almost jumping in himself.
Why be soft-hearted, anyway, that person has already died once, and the ghost repair probably won't die, not to mention the other party is the ghost king, not to mention—
What's more, he doesn't regard them as friends.
He Qingmo had a chest pain and couldn't help coughing.
The coughing became louder and louder, and even the body curled up.
A cold hand was placed on his back, and the spiritual energy injected was very warm, even a little hot.
He Qingmo frowned and opened his eyes.
The sky was full of blood, the night was heavy, and the smoke filled the air everywhere, mixed with the smell of fishy mutton and corpse, which was disgusting.
Did they come out of the sea of ice
Or fall from one mirror into another mirror
He Qingmo could vaguely recognize the outline of the familiar flying eaves roof. This should be one of the most lively neighborhoods in Youdu on weekdays. Languages are gathered here to communicate. Although it is not as prosperous as Luodu, it is also a famous capital in the world. Now it is full of devastated, evil spirits, and ghosts are crying and screaming. There is no trace of the excitement of the old days, and it is even suspicious. They just came to another place with the same name.
He Qingmo has never felt the depths of Wanlian Buddha like this before. This place that does not show mountains and dew on weekdays is actually more terrifying than the famous sects like Shenxiao Xianfu.
In order to prevent foreign enemies from invading, Shenxiao Xianfu also has numerous formations to prohibit, but it is mainly defensive, and it is people who really control the enemy, but Wanlian Buddha Land—
On weekdays, what he preaches is Buddhism, and he talks about compassion for the sake of saving sentient beings. In fact, his actions are even more wicked than demons. If the truth of Wanlian Buddha Land is known to the world, Buddhism will be discredited.
No, the world probably won't know, as long as they all die here...
A dazzling golden light exploded in the distance, and a powerful spiritual force came from the dust, which made He Qingmo feel instantly.
In front, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming have already waved their sleeves to build a barrier, which is enough to protect them from being disturbed for the time being.
But I'm afraid it won't last long. Waves of evil spirits come in, slammed into the spiritual wall, shattered and scattered, and then more evil spirits came, and it was repeated.
At this time, He Qingmo saw the ghost king put himself down, got up and walked forward.
He raised his sleeves and stretched out his hands, pushing away the barrier in front of him in four or two strokes, causing the evil spirits to pour in, but in the next second, all those vicious ghosts were brought into the sleeves of the robes by the ghost king, and there was no time to resist.
The enchantment was completely shattered, and the black flames of the sky ignited around him. The evil ghosts and resentful spirits changed color. Not only did they not rush towards them, but they wished they could rush to escape from here, but they were involuntarily sucked in when they approached the black flames. It merged with the black flame and disappeared.
He Qingmo stared blankly for a while, and when he came to his senses, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming had disappeared.
"What about the seniors?"
In front of Suzaku Gate, Sun Buku and the Eight Saints of Wanlian have reached the point where they can't get enough.
The eight people held the Eight Treasures of Buddhism, and surrounded Sun Buku in the center.
But if you look closely, you can see that Sun Buku was under the siege of these eight people, and he didn't lose the slightest.
His hands formed seals, the Zen staff hovered behind him, turned slowly, and the golden light shone and flowed, cooperating with Sun Buku's spiritual energy.
As his spiritual power became stronger and stronger, a golden swastika appeared faintly on his forehead.
Shou Xin, who was holding a treasure bottle, took this scene into his eyes, and his heart was slightly shocked, and he suddenly remembered a rumor from Buddhism.
When among the Buddhist disciples, there is someone who has a high level of understanding of the Buddhadharma, and comprehends the true meaning left by the Buddha of Xutianzang with excellent qualifications, the Buddha will descend on the body, the bright light will bloom on the forehead, and the swastika Buddha seal represents the body and the Buddha. First, it is equivalent to the arrival of the Buddha.
But the legend is just a legend after all. In the hundreds of years after the Buddha's ascension, no one has ever had such an opportunity. At this moment, Shouxin can't help but doubt his own eyes.
After blinking a few times, the golden seal on his forehead was still there, and it became more and more dazzling and obvious.
"Let's form, slay the evil!"
Shou Si, one of the Eight Saints, shouted in a deep voice, pulling Shou Xin's slightly shaken mind back immediately.
Sun Buku suddenly laughed.
"Excuse the evil? What is the evil? You yourself are evil demons, traitors of Buddhism!"
The Zen staff suddenly slammed to the ground, and with this as the center, the cracks quickly extended in all directions, and with the surging dazzling golden light, they reached the feet of the eight people in a blink of an eye!
"All dharmas follow the cause, all are Buddhadharma!"
The power that the eight people recited at the same time was incomparably powerful, and the spiritual power instantly reversed. Pieces of red lotus wrapped around Sun Buku's body with golden light, and instantly surrounded him and squeezed him. Swallow the blood.
Sun Buku had never played against Shengjue just now, but he intuitioned that the strength of these eight people might be slightly stronger than Shengjue, and the combined force of the eight people was even more incomparable to Shengjue.
This is the true strength of Wanlian Buddha Land!
For a long time, many people thought that Shengjue was the first person in Wanlian Buddha Land, and even the capital of Buddha was just a false name and was a puppet of Shengjue.
But now it seems that the reality is far from the case. Perhaps as Chang Ming guessed, Shengjue was just pushed to the front. The truly terrifying opponent has only just surfaced with today.
"All ways to return, unthinkable!"
Eight sounds came out in unison, and in eight directions, the red lotus karmic fire burst into flames.
Front, back, left and right, Sun Buku's all defenses and all his plans were instantly blocked and fit perfectly.
"There is no way to come, there is no me in the world!"
Layer after layer, the coercion is stacked layer by layer, and the lotus blossoms bloom between the eight people and Sun Buku, gorgeous and bright.
This is a rare beauty, but it is also the most terrifying beauty. Every red lotus is a shackle imposed on Sun Buku.
The more he struggled, the brighter the red lotus, and the heavier the shackles.
Until he can no longer withstand the pressure and give up his resistance completely, his body will be completely swallowed up by the red lotus, and it will crumble into ashes.
The golden light visibly weakened, and the karmic fire brought by the red lotus burned recklessly.
Shou Xin secretly snorted, thinking it was ridiculous for his delusion.
How can such an opponent be the Buddha who came into the world? Although he is stronger than Shengjue, he is just...
As soon as he thought about it, he opened his eyes slightly.
The treasure bottle in his hand snapped and began to shatter inch by inch.
"Everything about—"
Sun Buku finally opened his mouth to recite the Buddhist verses.
Almost at the same time, the eight people also spoke up.
"No way to come—"
Sun Buku's voice was invisible, and no matter how much he opened his mouth, he couldn't say the following words.
He closed his eyes, and his expression was peaceful. As if nothing had happened, the golden seal on his forehead was gradually fading.
Outsiders thought he was very easy to deal with, but they didn't know that at the moment, his limbs were surging, and he was faintly pulled by the Zen staff behind him.
Under the pressure of the red lotus, the Zen staff was cracking little by little.
"Only the glazed golden bead staff is worthy of the head of the Qingyun Temple!"
A familiar voice came loudly.
Sun Bu bitterly opened his eyes!
He saw Jiufang Changming coming from a distance, as light as a feather, but the red lotus karma of Shouxin and the other eight people couldn't stop them.
The golden light suddenly rose, and a Zen staff descended from the sky. Sun Buku laughed and got up to catch it.
"Thank you, Master, for sending charcoal in the snow!"
This master, but actually shouted willingly.
…
There are thousands of ghosts in the sky, the blood-red Youdu, only the golden light in the corner of Sun Buku continues, and the red light is deadlocked, but looking at the entire Youdu, that little golden light seems to be unable to change the overall situation for the time being.
Not far from the Wanlian Buddha Land, one person overlooks from a distance, indifferent and speechless, as if he is far away from the world, and regards all living beings as ants, and all changes have nothing to do with himself.
"You are in a hurry at this step." The person beside him suddenly said.
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ps, in the last chapter, Mengmeng said that these chapters were messy, but in fact, they have been separated as much as possible, but because of the large number of people, several scenes were cut, which can be summarized as follows:
1. Changming went to Youdu, met He Qingmo, He Xiyun, Ghost King and others, turned enemies into friends with Ghost King, and entered Wanlian Buddha Land together through the formation method.
2. Yun Weisi and Xu Jingxian went to the place where Shenguang came to the world. They met Sun Buku, Junzilan, and Qi Jingu. They went to explore Shenguang together. They found that this was the bait set by Wanlian Buddha. The connection point also falls into the Wanlian Buddha Land.
3. There are many independent cutting spaces in the entire Wanlian Buddha Land. Everyone has their own experiences, so they occasionally meet and occasionally separate.
Just like a Buddhist verse that Sun Buku often said: All appearances are false. This volume of illusions is crowded and needs to be broken with heart. Now that the Wanlian Buddha Land is approaching the boss, almost all people have gathered, and the illusion will basically not appear.