Six-Pulse Divine Mirror, Four-Elephants White Jade Crown!
Hearing these two names, everyone's heart trembled!
Especially...
Four-elephant white jade crown
Isn't there only the Six Meridians Divine Mirror? !
At that moment, countless people inside and outside the room almost all blinked their eyes, and subconsciously followed Zongtu's words and looked at Jianchou's left hand.
That hand had been hidden in the wide sleeves at some point, and the five slender fingers seemed to be holding something!
It was just that her sleeves blocked the view, making it difficult for everyone to see clearly!
This female cultivator, while holding the Six Meridians Spirit Mirror in her right hand, actually had something else prepared in her left hand!
When everyone realized this, they only felt a chill in their hearts: one hand was already a killer, while the other hand was still quietly preparing...
Such scheming and murderous intent!
Several red-robed monks who had wanted to attack Jianchou earlier felt their faces twitch and were a little embarrassed.
They couldn't be sure whether Jianchou's left hand was the Four Symbols White Jade Crown.
Because they did not have Zong Tu's cultivation level, even if they sent out their spiritual thoughts to probe, they could only see a fog.
But even if not, is the Six Meridians Divine Mirror something they can resist
If Yu Nieqi sees these two things, he will die!
How can we compete with them
At that moment, some people had already figured this out and backed down.
Of course, there are also people who, after thinking it through, become red-eyed and very unwilling.
Jianchou saw all of this, but his eyes became cold.
His eyes, as sharp as thunder and lightning, swept across the red-robed monks and finally landed on Zong Tu. He sneered, "I didn't expect Master Zong Tu to be so kind-hearted. I'm really afraid that they will come to me to die!"
How could she not understand what Zong Tu meant by this
Even though this group of stupid Tantric monks seemed to be a party hostile to him, he still had to come out to protect them!
and…
He could tell at a glance that what she was holding was the Four Symbols White Jade Crown. This in itself was a manifestation of her strength!
He not only protected his fellow disciples, but also demonstrated his own strength.
What a great skill!
There was an inexplicable hint of sarcasm on Jianchou's face.
Perhaps it was because of the giant Buddha she had seen in Hanbing Prison and the miserable scene under the Buddha. Even though Zongtu looked like a nice guy, she couldn't feel the slightest bit of good impression of him in her heart.
Looking at the clan map is just like looking at a stranger.
Zongtu sighed in his heart. He knew a little about the grudges between Yashan and Buddhism, and even with Kunwu, so he didn't dare to complain at all at this moment.
He just bowed his head and said, "Sister Jianchou wants to pass the Dingzheng. Now she is at the end of the sixth floor and is far ahead of everyone else. But there are still twelve floors ahead, and the journey is long. It would be unwise to waste time here. At least Zongtu has no ill will towards you, so please let me pass first."
As he said this, he actually took several steps back to the side.
A group of monks from the Snow Region, no matter they were dressed in red or white, at this moment, even if they were reluctant in their hearts, they dared not not follow Zong Tu to retreat!
No one is sure to withstand Jian Jianchou's killer weapon!
No one can guarantee that Zongtu will stand on their side once a fight breaks out.
Retreat is almost the only option at this moment.
So in an instant, a path was cleared in front of Jianchou and others, leading all the way to the sixth-floor barrier-free prison administration office!
Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan and others had never expected such a development.
For a moment, everyone had doubts about Jianchou's identity.
The old woman, upon seeing this group of monks from the Snowy Region, had already developed murderous intent and was waiting to fight with Jianchou.
Who would have thought that the leader of the team was actually a member of the old secret sect of Tantric Buddhism!
And Jianchou, who had been with them for such a long time, actually had a deeper secret...
It seems that this battle cannot be fought.
The old woman's eyes flickered, and the veins on her old hand, which was tightly gripping the crescent-shaped knife, were already slightly popping out.
But she restrained herself and didn't say a word in the end.
Everyone's eyes were on Jianchou.
To fight or not to fight.
Go or stay.
Everything depends on her decision.
God knows how Jianchou is feeling right now!
She was deliberately provoking in order to anger the Snowland Tantric Buddhist monks in front of her, so that they could kill each other without having to worry about anyone.
Who would have thought that Zong Tu was so unwilling to take action!
Avoid fighting if possible and strive to be as fast as possible.
This was the principle she set from the beginning.
Her reason still told her to leave here as soon as possible.
The longer you stay, the greater the danger.
not to mention…
It was not clear where the remains of the ancestors of Yashan came from under the Buddha statue, and what kind of mystery was hidden in it. The situation of the entire Snowland Tantric Buddhism was also confusing.
The Polar Region is certainly an important part of the exploration, but the greatest power in the Snow Region, and even the mysterious Holy Son Jiye, are all on the land of the Nineteen Continents!
In the polar region, she faces numerous dangers.
Even if we want to find out clearly, it is too slow. It is more convenient to go to Nineteen Continents.
All the thoughts passed through her mind clearly.
Even though the murderous intent and anger in her heart were so strong, she could hardly find a reason to attack this group of monks!
There seemed to be a moment of silence in the field.
Then Jianchou gritted his teeth and said, "Thank you very much for giving way!"
After saying that, he placed his palm directly on the Si Nan circular platform!
“Buzz!”
The Kunwudu chariot that had been hovering in the air for a long time suddenly turned into a gust of wind and swept across the ground. In the blink of an eye, it actually crashed directly into the open door of the sixth-floor barrier-free prison!
Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan and others are no longer panicked at all.
After going through the previous levels of "sharpening", Jianchou has become very familiar with the Kunwudu chariot, and can be considered a very qualified and experienced "coachman" when driving it.
Even as it was carrying them all the way through the gate, the chariot itself did not sway at all. Instead, it seemed to have shrunk and passed through in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the prison.
Jianchou made a pinch of his fingers and waved his hand, and six snow-white flywheels flew out, spinning "whoosh", and scratched the surrounding walls with "bang and clang"!
"Grandpa! Stop tearing it down! Stop tearing it down!"
Immediately, the little evil ghost hiding behind the wall screamed.
The prison chiefs at each level are all connected, so they can learn about the news from each other and summarize the situation of the personnel at each level.
But they didn't expect that this evil star called Jianchou would come so quickly!
Along the way, everyone knew that she almost demolished five or six prisons!
If the little devil doesn't come out to open the door, she will immediately get angry and attack!
A woman’s heart is as unfathomable as the sea.
It’s terrible, so terrible!
The little ghost almost knelt down before this group of ancestors. He opened the passage without hesitation, and countless images of birds and beasts immediately came to life.
Jianchou didn't waste any time and drove his chariot directly into the mural as usual.
Behind her, Gu Ling was already so excited that her eyes were full of stars: "Sister Jianchou is driving the chariot more and more domineeringly!"
Chen Tingyan resisted the urge to tremble and rolled his eyes silently.
After passing through the mural, we immediately arrived at the real prison.
The layout was almost identical to that of the first floor. Countless people looked at them with a weird and slightly fearful look.
Behind the long chair in the middle, there was a fat, pale-looking man sitting with his official hat crookedly on his head.
As soon as he saw Jianchou, he almost burst into tears: "Granny, I made a bet with them before that they wouldn't be able to reach my level in two days. This is going to make me lose everything!"
After crying like that, the fat white man felt more and more sad.
He glared at Jianchou and his group, extremely angry: "Look, what are you looking at? Haven't you seen someone lose a bet? You unlucky bunch, get out of here right now! Uh... No, wait!"
Jianchou, who had already started the chariot and was about to rush down the well, barely managed to control the chariot and turned back to look. His voice was extremely calm: "Master Prison Warden, is there anything wrong?"
"have!"
The fat white man had a filthy look on his face. He leaned forward and stretched out his head. His neck was three meters long and he suddenly appeared in front of Jianchou.
"Wow!"
Gu Ling was so frightened that she screamed.
Jianchou's mouth twitched.
The fat white man leaned very close to me, narrowed his eyes, and said in a very serious tone: "Well, can you get through the next few floors faster? I have a map here. Take it and go down earlier. In this way, you can control the time within one day and get to the thirteenth floor. This prison warden made a bet with someone and got a cart of Xuanyu. Can you... help me?"
“Is this even possible?!”
Before Jianchou could answer, Chen Tingyan, who was standing next to him, had a feeling of "fuck off": Why did it feel like all the eighteen wardens of hell he had seen along the way were so unreliable
Isn't this abusing one's power for personal gain
He was almost jealous of Jianchou's good fortune. He turned around and asked Zhang Tang: "Zhang is a corrupt person who breaks the law, and you don't care about it?"
Zhang Tang was calm and composed, and said something that made people choke: "It's not my business."
It’s not in the Nineteenth Continent.
Chen Tingyan was so angry that he fell backwards.
Instead, Jianchou squinted his eyes and looked at the fat and white warden.
Along the way, the prison warden of each level I met actually had his own characteristics and quirks. Sometimes, they would deliberately make things difficult for the monks who passed through.
Just like the first level Xuanbai Prison Master asked her to choose.
Therefore, Jianchou was not surprised at the moment, and said calmly: "We will naturally pass through the eighteen levels of hell quickly. I just don't know if what you are doing is in accordance with the rules?"
"What do you know?"
The fat white man was quite proud.
"Even if you have great abilities, it's useless. The last level is where the real fighting takes place. It doesn't matter if you pass the first level quickly. If I can win your favor and let you help me cheat in gambling, it will be a great success for your ancestors. Just tell me whether you will do it or not!"
"Dry."
Jianchou didn't hesitate at all and just stretched out his hand.
"Bring me the map."
No matter whether they have any conspiracy or just want to make a little money from the dispute, it doesn’t matter to Jianchou.
The map is in her hand, and it is up to her whether to look at it or not.
There's no need to make things difficult for the prison warden over such a small matter.
They are all very powerful. The reason why they were not stopped along the way was simply because they did not dare to harm all the people participating in the fight.
Therefore, when Jianchou makes decisions, he is particularly decisive and quick.
The fat prison warden didn't know why he felt uncomfortable after hearing the word "do it" from Jianchou, but he didn't pursue the matter any further and put on a greasy smile on his face.
He pulled the back of his neck and unexpectedly pulled out a long map, which he placed in Jianchou's palm.
"You are a teachable boy. Hehe, I am different from other prison warden. I am not pretentious at all. If you are still alive and have not been employed by the Lord of Hell, you might as well come and work for me. I think you have a bright future!"
Well, now they have started to compete with the Eighth King of Hell for people openly and secretly.
Chen Tingyan’s eye rolls were no longer enough.
Zhang Tang glanced at him indifferently, but still said nothing.
Jianchou realized from his words that the warden of the Eighteen Levels of Hell seemed to be relatively independent and probably possessed considerable power.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have said these words.
She agreed with a fake smile: "Thank you very much for your appreciation."
As he said that, he took the map given by the other party.
"Okay, let's get going!"
With a "swoosh", the fat white man retracted his stretched neck, and in the blink of an eye, the fat man was sitting crookedly on the chair again.
Jianchou was not polite either. The chariot turned around and plunged into the black mercury-like well water, disappearing: "Bang!"
A familiar sense of illusion.
dizziness.
Then, a breeze blew towards me.
When everyone saw the real scene again, they were shocked by the beauty before them.
"Oh my god, is this still hell?"
Gu Ling couldn't help but hold her face and scream, she leaned over to the edge of the chariot and looked towards the sky and below.
Above my head is the blue sky and white clouds; under my feet is a vast green grassland that stretches as far as the eye can see!
A gentle breeze blew, and the countless grass leaves swayed in the wind.
The whole world is suddenly as beautiful as a painting!
Even Jianchou couldn't help but be stunned.
However, what followed was an indescribable uneasiness. She carefully turned up the defense of the Kunwudu chariot to the maximum, and at the same time held a pill in her mouth in case of emergency.
"Of course this is still the Eighteenth Level of Hell. The quieter it is, the more dangerous it is."
As she spoke, she took out the fat white man's map, only found this floor, and took a look at it.
It was surprisingly similar to what she saw at the owner of the old house.
But at a few points, there was actually a formation mark.
"This is… "
Jianchou was suddenly shocked, and the rules he had seen on the eighteenth floor flashed through his mind quickly!
Article 4: The eighteen levels of hell are connected by the warden of each prison, and one can travel up and down. There are also unknown passages throughout hell, which may be able to travel through the eighteen hells!
"That fat guy is unreliable." Chen Tingyan recalled the scene just now, and felt that "this is too unreliable." "Who knows whether these passages are real or fake?"
"Whether it's true or not, we must first determine a direction."
The only thing Jianchou knew was the location of the prison warden, so it would not be wrong to go in those directions.
She pointed to a line on the map and said, "We are now at the exit. Follow this line in this direction and you will reach the prison. You will pass by this point marking the entrance. If you have time, you can check it out."
In this way, there is no need to waste time discussing it here.
Jianchou quickly browsed through the map at the back and found that the entire Eighteen Levels of Hell became more and more vast as he went further back.
The eighteenth level of hell is seventy-two times the size of the first level, the Ice Prison!
She frowned secretly and put the map away.
As soon as she pressed the circular Si Nan table, her mind sank and she communicated with the chariot. In the blink of an eye, she changed direction and flew steadily and quickly in the direction she had set.
At this time, she finally had some free time to calm down and think about the people from the Snow Region Tantra whom she had met before.
"Grandma, since you are the Buddha Mother of the Snow Region Tantric Buddhism, is there anyone you know among that group of people?"
"I am of low status in the Tantric Buddhism. The so-called Buddha Mother is nothing more than a cauldron..."
The old woman was actually very confused.
She felt that there seemed to be a little bit of unpredictable connection between Jianchou and Xueyu, but she didn't think she had any ill intentions.
even…
She had a feeling that Jianchou hated the Snow Region Tantric Buddhism just like she did.
Now that Jianchou asked her about it, she did not hide anything and told him everything she knew.
"I don't know about the others, but I have heard of Zongtu, the successor of the Nyingma school. He became famous more than a hundred years ago. It's just that I have never seen him. But I know a little about his abilities. But I didn't expect..."
"how?"
Hearing the hesitation in the old woman's words, Jianchou couldn't help but feel curious.
The old woman's eyes became strange, with a strange horror, as if there was an uncontrollable fear, and a habitual fear left by being oppressed for a long time...
"I didn't expect that he could get with the Holy Son."
"The Son..."
It’s this silence again.
Jianchou vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but perhaps because he only saw it for a brief moment, he could not remember it clearly.
She only asked, "He seems to have the ability to see through the heavens and the earth. Who is he?"
At that moment, the old woman couldn't help laughing. Her expression became a little complicated, and she sighed: "The Holy Son is not a human."
"Not a human?"
The others who had been listening attentively were immediately surprised.
Even Jianchou was surprised.
The old woman didn't know how to explain it to them, so she just tried her best to say, "He is the most transcendent being in the Snow Region, immortal and indestructible. It is said that he was born from the Buddha power of the Tantric followers, and he himself is the incarnation of gods and Buddhas."
"In the six hundred years of the history of the Snowland Tantric Buddhism, and in the entire history of the Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, his presence can be seen..."
"I am not a big shot, so I don't know the reason behind this."
"But it is said that as long as you open an altar and perform a ritual, there is a chance that he will appear."
"Sometimes, even without being invited, he will come like a miracle..."
"I have heard from several masters that about six hundred years ago, a powerful monk from the Sea of Tomorrow Stars killed him."
"It's just..."
"You heard it before. He appeared again."
The old woman's hoary voice flowed over the chariot one word at a time.
Jianchou's mind buzzed as he finally remembered -
Seen it before!
She had actually seen this name before!
It was when she was in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, in the thousand-foot-high giant Buddha hall with three thousand human heads hanging on it, she opened the silk paper and saw the note left by Master Buyu...
"Since I started practicing Taoism, I have killed 3,671 people."
"I have been traveling for many years. I have been kind to others but no one has been kind to me. I have killed people who were evil. Their thoughts are hard to understand and their resentment is hard to dispel. So I cut off their heads and sealed their souls."
"Thirty-six years after the Buddhist sect moved north, they killed the holy son of the Tantric sect, Jiye, and seized a 300-foot-long pagoda."
"Hanging his head in a pagoda, offering sacrifices day and night, hoping to dispel his resentment and ascend to paradise soon."
Thirty-six years after Buddhism moved north, the Tantric saint Jiye was killed!
Wasn't that about six hundred years ago
Master Buyu once killed this "Holy Son"!
Jianchou was shocked, thinking of the old woman's words "the Holy Son is not a human being", and felt a chill...
She slightly turned the Six Meridians Spirit Mirror in her hand, took a slow breath, and exhaled slowly, before she was able to suppress the eerie feeling.
"Forget it... After all, there is no more information to be gained, so it is useless to speculate further."
When I return to the Nineteenth Continent, all these mysteries will gradually reveal answers as long as I ask the elders in the sect for advice.
She stopped asking questions and turned her attention back to the chariot.
At this time, they had only been in this level of hell for less than a moment, but the originally gentle breeze had somehow changed.
"Did you hear any noise..."
Jianchou only felt that there seemed to be some sounds in his ears, sparsely coming from the distance of the vast grassland, and even had a feeling of being dense and overwhelming.
Zhang Tang already frowned.
Chen Tingyan, however, was confused and just wanted to say that he heard nothing, but just after he said the word "I", he saw the scene appearing in front of the chariot.
At that moment, the last word uttered suddenly became: "Fuck!"
"Rustle..."
It was still that dense and subtle sound.
But when countless such sounds converge into a torrent, it is creepy!
At the end of the field as far as everyone could see, there was actually a faint hint of smoke and dust rising.
There were countless small gray-black shadows, coming all the way from the end of the field, like a tide, densely packed, densely packed...
It turned out to be countless one-foot-long rats!
The sound that suddenly filled the sky and earth was actually the sound of them crawling together and running towards them!
Everyone's scalp was exploded!
Jianchou took a breath of cold air into her chest, but before she could say a word, an even more shocking scene ensued.
Behind the mice that covered the entire grassland, another cloud of dust rose up!
This time, it was not the creepy "rustling" sound, but a "booming" sound like an earthquake!
There were thousands of huge bison, chasing after the rat tide and rushing towards them!
The sound was huge and deafening.
Even the void they were in was shaken and made a buzzing sound, as if even the air was trying to retreat away from them!
The whole grassland no longer had that peaceful and beautiful scene. In the blink of an eye, it was filled with murderous aura!
The whole world is full of rats and cows!
Jianchou's eyes twitched, and he vaguely remembered: "If I remember correctly, we are now on the seventh floor... should be, the path of the living being?"
The hell for all living beings in various forms other than humans!
The previous level killed ghosts, this level will probably kill rats and cows...
But the scariest thing is that they don’t know what’s at the end.
Jianchou thought for a moment and said, "There are no winged creatures yet, so we should hurry on. When new dangers appear, it won't be too late to deal with them... Huh?"
Halfway through her words, her voice suddenly cut off, and was replaced by a somewhat surprised and suspicious voice.
The others immediately looked over, a little nervous: "What's wrong?"
"nothing… "
only…
There was movement in the spirit beast bag.
The bag was tied in her sleeve, and it was swelling up and down. I don't know if the little creature inside suddenly woke up, but it was running around in it.
There was even the sound of it barking: "Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!"
There is food!
I have a younger brother!
Let this mink out!
I'm going out to conquer the world!