Since you don't want to dirty your hands, I have done it for you.
So what he meant was that the person was killed on her behalf
Jianchou looked at him for a long time, and naturally felt the tense and strange atmosphere in the entire prison.
Who could believe that the companion next to him would be such a person who would attack at the slightest disagreement
Gu Ling's face had already turned pale, and she was pulled into the old woman's arms. A kitchen knife was already glowing faintly.
Chen Tingyan's brows were furrowed even more tightly.
He clenched his fan and looked at Zhang Tang, but did not take any action.
The Buddha statue stands high above, seemingly gazing down.
Jianchou's eyes were also full of searching wit. The fingers holding the Void Demon Umbrella slowly loosened, and finally he said in a very strange tone: "Thank you for your help."
Zhang Tang stared at her, and finally slowly withdrew his gaze, but did not say another word. He just put his hands into his sleeves. His fingers were clean and not stained with any dirt.
"Time is running out, so we'd better find a way out quickly."
He said this and turned to look around.
From Chen Tingyan to Gu Ling, no one followed.
Jianchou looked at Zhang Tang's back, feeling a bit complicated: Wang Renjie was indeed a disaster, but such a ruthless and direct attack would easily shake others' trust in him. People like Zhang Tang were probably more suitable to go alone...
She was thinking, but she didn't spend too much time on it. She soon looked at the Buddha statue again and said, "Master Zhang is right. Sima Languan didn't give us much time..."
They need to find the way to the next level as soon as possible.
On the dark blue ground, Wang Renjie, whose head and body were separated, had now turned into a ball of black ash. In the blink of an eye, only his tattered clothes remained there.
Beside Gu Ling, the old woman was looking at Jianchou and Zhang Tang who had already started looking for a way, with a hint of hesitation and fear in her eyes.
Since you don't want to dirty your hands, I have done it for you.
Thank you for your help.
These two short sentences seem ordinary...
But, if you taste it carefully, it actually has a creepy taste!
The old woman's palms trembled.
Gu Ling, who was hugged by her, felt it immediately, raised her clear eyes with some worry, and looked at her: "Grandma, are you okay?"
"fine… "
The old woman forced a smile and slowly calmed down.
Not far from them was Chen Tingyan, who had not said a word since Zhang Tang took action.
His gaze withdrew from Zhang Tang and slowly fell on Jianchou's back. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he saw something, but it seemed as if he saw nothing.
Wang Renjie is a cultivator from the Sunward Clan. He is from the same clan as Wang Renjie. Although their relationship is not good, they do not have any enmity with each other either.
After entering the eighteen levels of hell, Chen Tingyan had the urge to kill this annoying fellow tribesman, but he just didn't find the right opportunity to do so.
I didn’t expect…
The first person to take action was Zhang Tang!
And they did it without considering the consequences!
When Wang Renjie did not cause any substantial harm to anyone, he killed the person who was "about to make a mistake but had not made it yet" in order to prevent any further harm!
How is this method different from accusing someone of "slandering in private"? !
Lust is the root of all evil. Judge by actions, not by heart.
Zhang Tang, however, convicted people based on their “heart”.
There is no more cruel official than this.
This feeling is a little strange, but in fact he should be very familiar with it.
Isn’t this Zhang Tang, the cruel official from the isolated island on earth
During this time in the Jiyu Territory, he only interacted with Jianchou. Although he was cold-faced and cold-spoken, he did not use any cruel and ruthless means, so he forgot for a while—
How cruel is this person's nature
And see sorrow...
The default answer is “thank you”.
Who had the murderous intention
Who wants to kill someone
Chen Tingyan slowly opened the folding fan that he was holding tightly.
In the end, he didn't say another word, but said to the old woman, "Let's look for it too," and then he found a direction and went looking for it himself.
Jianchou didn't care what the others thought.
She just looked along the wall, originally trying to find the passage to the next floor, but when she saw the contents of the murals around her, her eyelids twitched.
As you can see with your own eyes, most of them are the sufferings of the six realms of reincarnation and the eighteen levels of hell.
Recorded here are the names of the eighteen levels of hell that they are about to pass through, each with three hells. The Ice Prison where they are now belongs to the "Hell Road", and there are two more levels below it, namely the "Hell of Heat and Desire" and the "Hell of Loneliness".
The brushstrokes of each mural seem to be crudely painted.
However…
Jianchou, however, saw a feeling of compassion for all living things in it, but against the backdrop of the deep blue ground, it only gave people a feeling of coldness and evil spirit.
She saw prayer flags, wooden fish, bodhi tree, even lotus altar, and monks with halos on their heads...
The more he looked, the more his brows furrowed.
When she turned half a circle, she returned to the front of the big Buddha.
Jianchou raised his head and stared at the Buddha's eyes that seemed to be compassionate but also evil...
She thought of the thousand-foot-tall giant Buddha in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, with countless human heads hanging on it, thousands of feet of golden light, and majestic momentum. Although the external aura was different from the Buddha statue here, the eyebrows and eyes of the Buddha statue were extremely similar!
"This is clearly the prison of hell. The gate looks no different from the prison in the human world. But the tower of the prison is exactly seven stories high..."
There is a saying in Buddhism called "Seven-Story Pagoda", which refers to a seven-story pagoda.
Jianchou's brows were still furrowed, and his voice was filled with vigilance and suspicion: "The murals in the pagoda contain Buddhist stories everywhere. But the carvings and drawings around them, and even the Buddha statues, all exude a bloody and hideous aura..."
Everyone heard her voice.
Buddhism has been preaching on isolated islands on earth, so people are actually not very unfamiliar with Buddhism.
Chen Tingyan followed her gaze and frowned slightly when he saw the skull in the right hand of the Buddha statue, but he still spoke: "Buddhism believes in reincarnation, and should have mastered the truth of this world. The appearance of Buddhist marks here should not be a strange thing."
"Not unusual?"
Jianchou repeated it, then slowly lowered his gaze, raised his hand, and pointed vaguely in front of him, "Then look, what is this?"
The place where her finger pointed was the lotus platform on which the Buddha statue in the hall stood.
Everyone was puzzled and looked in the direction of her finger: the lotus platform carved on the front wall had countless lines and strange patterns distributed inside. At first glance, it seemed that there was nothing wrong...
However, when they focused their attention and looked at it with their mind's eyes, their scalps suddenly rang!
Gu Ling's face turned pale, and she was shaking with fear, not even daring to scream.
On the lotus pedestal, where the Buddha statue was seated, there were actually countless human corpses intertwined together!
His limbs were crossed, his heads and feet were in a mess, like a mountain of corpses!
However, the surface of the lotus platform was smoothed with mud and stones, so only a blurry shadow could be seen. They did not notice it at first glance!
Jianchou is closest to the Buddha statue.
She did not put away the Virtual Demon Umbrella. After reminding everyone, she suddenly stretched out her hand and reached towards the lotus platform!
The seemingly solid lotus platform was broken by her with one hand.
Jianchou grabbed a shadow in Taichung with one hand and pulled it out!
"puff!"
The entire lotus platform was actually hit by this object, leaving a hole, and dust immediately filled the air.
"ah!"
Gu Ling, who had tried hard to hold back from screaming, was finally so scared that she covered her eyes, but still couldn't help but screaming!
Even a knowledgeable person like Chen Tingyan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he saw what Jianchou was carrying. It was ten times colder than when Zhang Tang cut off Wang Renjie's head with a sword!
Even Zhang Tang couldn't help but twitch his eyelids and frown when he saw the thing clearly!
What Jianchou had just pulled out from the lotus platform was actually a skeleton!
The jagged white bones were covered with mud from the construction of the lotus platform, which had already dried into lumps of mud. The clothes on his body had become tattered after years of use, and only a few vague traces could be seen, suggesting that he was an old man.
At this moment, Jianchou's hand was clasping the arm bone of the skeleton!
"Crunch, crunch..."
After all, the skeleton was loose, and Jianchou was only holding one arm, with the rest of the body only connected by clothes, so it kept shaking.
The people who were traveling with me all looked pale and gloomy.
As the person who personally pulled the skeleton out of the lotus pedestal, Jianchou's expression was certainly not much better. The chill that had already started from the soles of her feet seeped into her heart, making her tremble constantly.
She glanced at Chen Tingyan slowly: "Is this still strange?"
"… "
Chen Tingyan's eyes twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but roar in his heart as he watched Jianchou pulling the dry bones without any hesitation: Are you still a woman? !
However, facing Jianchou's question, he really was speechless.
After taking a closer look at the dry bones, he clenched his folding fan, suppressed the tingling feeling on his scalp, and cast his gaze towards the lotus platform.
Because Jianchou had pulled a skeleton out of it before, a big hole had been torn in the complete lotus platform, and things that were not very clear before became clear.
There were layers upon layers of things inside, some were skulls, some were limbs, or pieces of clothing, all overlapping each other.
Looking down is shocking!
Who could have imagined that this majestic Buddha statue was actually sitting on countless corpses!
If a ghost cultivator from the Extreme Realm dies, he will truly disappear between heaven and earth from then on. Unless he is a cultivator above the Golden Body level, who can leave behind a corpse
What are the identities of these skeletons
Chen Tingyan thought a lot at once, and his mind became a little unclear.
He felt his throat dry, and his horrified gaze could not be pulled away from the lotus platform. His voice was filled with shock and trance: "... Is it an evil Buddha..."
"… "
There was total silence, and no one spoke for a moment.
Only outside the pagoda, the sound of fighting could be heard. It must be that there was another battle outside.
But they are unable to care and don’t even think it is important.
The old woman held Gu Ling tightly in her arms. She looked at the Buddha statue and the tragic scene of skulls lying on the lotus platform. Tears welled up in her eyes.
"Don't look at it."
Her voice was hoarse, and she slowly covered Gu Ling's wide eyes with her wrinkled hands.
"This is not Buddha, but a heretic who attaches himself to Buddhism."
The person who answered was actually the old woman.
Everyone was shocked and surprised, and turned to look at her.
She just stared at the Buddha statue, her words carrying a hint of undisguised mockery: "Since the war between Yin and Yang, the relationship between Jiyuyu and Buddhism has become very close. Buddhism believes in reincarnation, and is still superior to other sects in the 19 continents, and can enter reincarnation. Among the 72 cities in the underworld, 36 are occupied by Buddhist believers."
The battle between Yin and Yang!
Jianchou, who was slowly putting the skeleton on the ground, was stunned.
She turned to look at the old woman, her eyes changed instantly, and she was actually surprised and doubtful for a moment, but the chill in her heart gradually grew stronger.
In fact, among so many people, this old woman is the most mysterious one to them.
Looks ordinary, even ugly.
But she was chosen by the City King and trusted by Gu Ling. She hardly said a word along the way. Only at this moment, the first thing she said was "Polar Realm", "Buddhism", and "The War between Yin and Yang"!
"There are many branches in Buddhism..."
The old woman seemed not to notice the inquiring and suspicious looks of the crowd. She just narrated word by word in her old voice.
"After the Yin-Yang Realm War, the Buddhist sect of the Nineteen Continents moved north to the Northern Region. The two largest branches split off and established their own sects, namely the Western Sea Zen Sect and the Snow Region Tantric Sect, one on the east and west sides of the Nineteen Continents. The one you see now is the Tantric Buddha."
Jianchou had read many travel notes and classics from the Nineteen Continents in the Sutra Library on Yashan Mountain, and had some understanding of the West Sea Zen Buddhism.
The Xihai Zen Sect is not far from the Buddhism she knew on the isolated island on earth, and is slightly similar to the secular Taoism. It emphasizes "seeing the nature and becoming a Buddha" and seeks to see the "heart nature" thoroughly, so it is also called the "Buddha Heart Sect."
On the contrary, there are very few records about the Snowland Tantric Buddhism.
The Esoteric Sect is located at the highest point of the extremely high ice and snow fields in the northern region, and rarely contacts the outside world, so it is very mysterious. According to legend, at the highest point of the sect, there is a snow-covered holy lake, which is clear and vast, reflecting the nearest sky in the 19 continents.
It seems that the Snowland Tantric Buddhism should be a place that people yearn for.
But this old woman said with such certainty and even mocking tone that this Buddha statue was the "Tantric Buddha".
When I first heard people mention "West Sea Zen Buddhism" and "Snowland Tantric Buddhism", I felt like I was in a dream.
She was in the City of the Dead when she entered the Extreme Realm, which was closely connected to the isolated island on earth. She rarely heard people say that "thirty-six of the seventy-two cities in the underworld are occupied by Buddhist reincarnations."
Therefore, there is a natural inertial perception that "don't talk about the 19th continent in the polar region"...
Now, this old woman actually started talking about "Nineteen Continents" and "Tantric Buddhism and Zen Buddhism" which made Jianchou hardly believe his ears.
Buddhist monks can enter the cycle of reincarnation. She had been very concerned about this since she killed Hong Xiaojie.
On the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument, after Jianchou broke through the Golden Elixir, the first on the Second-Layered Heaven Monument of the Foundation Establishment was replaced by "Liaokong" of the West Sea Zen Sect.
In her spare time, she had also heard that teachers and elders all referred to the little monk as a "good man in three lifetimes."
Isn’t it just reincarnation three times and still being a human being
Ordinary people living on an isolated island in the world, like the owner of her old house, have to use all their wisdom and schemes to seek a place as a human being in the next life. They are so cautious at every step. Even if they are extremely cunning, how difficult and dangerous is it
When it came to Buddhism, it was as simple as eating and drinking.
Deep in my heart, there were some extremely difficult things to describe, which slowly surfaced.
The owner of the old house must be indeed strange, but does he know anything about the two sects of Buddhism
If you knew, what would you think
When Jianchou thought about it carefully, he discovered that among the books in that room, there was not a single word about Buddhism.
Weird.
It also seems to be a secret.
Jianchou looked at the tall Buddha statue again before slowly placing the dry bones in his hands on the ground.
This "predecessor" must have endured tremendous pain when he passed away. Even his entire skeleton appears to be curled up tightly.
Jianchou frowned as he watched.
"Buddhism guides people to be good. Although Tantra belongs to the Hinayana, it is also included in Buddhism... This Buddha statue..."
For a moment, it was difficult to find the right words to describe it.
Jianchou paused for a moment before continuing, "No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a good path."
"The Yin-Yang Realm was at war, and Buddhism moved north. From then on, Buddha could not become Buddha. The so-called Snow Region Demon Sect was already a heretic sect that attached itself to Buddhism. What kind of Buddha could it be?!"
When the old woman heard Jianchou's question, she couldn't help but sneer. When she looked at the giant Buddha, there was a layer of deep disgust in her eyes, even...
Abomination!
Even though everyone had no understanding of this old woman before, they could still hear the disdain and hatred hidden in her tone at this moment, as if the Buddha statue in front of them was her enemy!
Jianchou looked up at her, and the suspicion in his heart grew like a snowball.
She didn't ask any more questions.
But seeing this skeleton with dirty and wrinkled clothes, I somehow felt pity for it.
She reached out and tidied the clothes of the skeleton, smoothed out the wrinkles, and covered the exposed bones, but doubts arose in her heart: "In the extreme domain, cultivators who are not in the golden body realm have no physical body. Now, the dry bones under the lotus platform are real, and there are so many of them, I wonder-"
“Pah.”
Before Jianchou could finish his words, he was interrupted by a crisp crash.
When she was tidying up the clothes for the skeleton, something hard fell from among the tattered and rotten clothes and landed on the ground.
Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the voice and they looked over.
It was a broken plaque that seemed to have fallen from between the bones of the skeleton's clenched left hand, and was now near that hand.
The entire plate seemed to be dark black, with clear signs of fracture and sharp edges. It should be just a fragment of something.
There are carved patterns on it, but they are difficult to distinguish because they are covered with solidified mud.
Jianchou was stunned. For some reason, the moment he saw this brand, he felt a strong sense of familiarity!
Heart, trembling!
She reached out and picked up the sign with her barely contained strength, rubbing it slowly with the tip of her thumb, slowly removing the mud and dust on it.
Little by little.
The faint and lustrous luster that had been hidden finally came through.
The originally unclear pattern gradually revealed the tip of the iceberg...
Auspicious cloud pattern.
When Jianchou saw this pattern, his eyelids twitched.
Her fingers trembled and she almost couldn't hold the small piece of broken card. She forced herself to suppress the great panic from the bottom of her heart!
Rustle...
The solidified mud continued to fall.
Jianchou gradually removed the mud and ash bit by bit, and different lines soon appeared behind the auspicious cloud pattern. The sparse dots were like scattered stars on the cliff.
Above the stars, there was soon a long cableway, followed by a smooth expanse of blank space.
Jianchou's fingers trembled even more violently, but his movements became faster as he continued to peel off the mud.
Blink, and the blankness disappeared.
What appeared at the end of that smooth area was a broken half of a seal character - Sutra!
What a familiar word
A word deeply engraved in her memory!
It is the thousands of miles of floating clouds surrounding the waist of Yashan Mountain all year round, it is the mountain cableway that crosses the Jiutou River, it is the sky full of cold stars that you can see when you look up from the Zhaixing Terrace!
It is a scripture-repository that can be opened by pressing on the wall of a cliff; it is a piece of paper hung around the waist of Fudao Shanren, making a tinkling sound; it is the certificate that she must show to the mountain protection formation every time she returns to Yashan!
yes-
My order from Yashan!
“Bang!”
I couldn't even hold my hand steady!
The dark black token slipped from her fingertips and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces!
It was as if someone slashed down with a sword from the top of a mountain, or as if the Ice Academy was broken open by someone, and the deep cracks expanded into a chasm, with countless blood gushing out like a vast ocean!
cold.
The coldness penetrates deep into the bone marrow and is engraved into the soul!
Jianchou could not feel anything. Even the five fingers that had previously held the token were curled stiffly and trembling uncontrollably!
The skeleton was at her feet, maintaining the painful posture of death.
There are countless dry bones piled up on the lotus platform behind her and at the feet of the Buddha statue, as if they were trapped in a hell of suffering from which there is no escape.
It seemed as if there were miserable wails rising to the sky, as if there were cries of grief and pain rushing into hell!
…
The debris was scattered all over the ground, and some pieces fell at the old woman's feet.
She frowned and took a look, but it seemed like she had already guessed it. She was not too surprised, but it was particularly complicated. She only sighed: "Yashan Order..."
At that moment, Jianchou suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of bloodshot!
Chen Tingyan and the others immediately noticed her abnormality at the moment. They were shocked and wanted to stop her. They shouted in fear: "Jianchou!!!"
It can be seen that where can I take care of sorrow? !
The shaking of the Void Demon Umbrella was as cold and sharp as the wind!
“Shhh—”
Because of its speed, the air wherever it passed made a tearing sound, as if it was exploding layer by layer!
A ten-foot-long black-gold umbrella was emitting raging golden flames, burning blazingly, and it rushed out with the shapes of immortals, Buddhas, demons and ghosts, illuminating the entire gloomy prison!
The pitch-black tip of the umbrella, like the tip of a sharp blade, pointed directly at the old woman's brow!
"Who the hell are you?!"
The cold and stern shout was like a thunderclap, echoing throughout the seven-story pagoda!
Jianchou was holding the Void Demon Umbrella in his hand. His thin lips seemed frozen by ice, with a layer of bloodless purple. His eyes were slightly red, but the bottom of his eyes was hot and moist.
She just stared at the old woman and pointed the Void Demon Umbrella at her forehead.
How powerful is this heaven-defying magical weapon
Before the umbrella tip reached her, the old woman's wrinkled brows had already been cracked by its power, and a stream of dark white blood oozed out, which was vaguely frightening!
No one dared to move again.
Whether it was the old woman who was pointed at by the Void Demon Umbrella, or Chen Tingyan who was about to rush up, or Gu Ling who was in the old woman's arms with a look of fear and confusion on her face.
Only Zhang Tang, who was originally beside Jianchou, frowned coldly and slowly stretched out his hand, trying to press Jianchou's shoulder.
"calm… "
However, when he put his hand on her shoulder, he found that her body was completely tense, as hard as gold and jade, and even tense to the extreme, and even on the verge of collapse in the next moment!
There was even a slight, barely perceptible tremor.
He couldn't see the expression on Jianchou's face, but he suddenly realized that he had touched upon a different secret of Jianchou...
The light in his eyes was dark and gloomy.
His fingers rested on Jianchou's shoulder for only a moment before he politely and restrainedly withdrew them. Only the tip of his other hand, like a thin silver blade, was faintly shining.
There is no moment more thrilling than this one.
Jianchou seemed not to hear what Zhang Tang said, nor did he feel his hand on his shoulder, nor did he see the nervousness and panic of Chen Tingyan and Gu Ling.
From beginning to end, her eyes never moved away!
Bright and clear.
Like a knife or a sword, or even more like the thunder falling from the sky, it will force out all the truth between heaven and earth, leaving no place for filth to hide!
Jianchou's voice was suppressed, but each word was pronounced with great emphasis, chilling to the bone!
"I ask you, who is it?"