Soon, everyone in the main hall gathered their emotions and thoughts and prepared to leave for the sealed place. After all, the sooner the better, to strengthen the sealed place.
There were a total of eight people going to the sealed place this time, and Xuankong Temple directly occupied four people. In addition to Yuan Yixiu and Yuan Yinian, the Song family brothers and sisters also went together. Although it is not Song Yuansheng's turn to be the head of Xuankong Temple now, But many things naturally have to be taught step by step, and the purpose of Song Yuansheng and Song Rujing this time is naturally to watch. When the next appointment is made, it is up to Song Yuansheng himself to take action. After all, other younger disciples of the Holy Land have already begun Able to stand alone.
The center of the incident back then was right below the Xuankong Temple. It seemed like nothing at the moment, everything was normal, but there was a different world down there.
A group of eight people went directly out of the main hall of the Xuankong Temple and headed towards a somewhat remote hall in the not far corner. Although the lower part was well covered, the eight people naturally did not leave from the Xuankong Temple. There is a teleportation array at close range, and now this teleportation array is naturally in the Xuankong Temple.
The originally unremarkable hall suddenly erupted with a burst of silver light after eight people entered it, and star patterns also appeared on the ground of the hall.
There was no conversation between each other. The eight people were all in the Mahayana realm. After feeling the chilling atmosphere, each of them began to reveal their own aura.
Soon, when the eight people stood in it, the starburst pattern that appeared on the ground immediately began to glow, and the halo emitted became richer, and then the surrounding colors darkened, leaving only the ground. The silver light on the body changed back and forth, and at this moment, the fluctuations in the space overflowed. Not long after, in just a few breaths, the current scene suddenly changed.
When the darkness around him faded away, the silver fluctuations under his feet also slowly dissipated. Zhao Jiuge saw only a fiery red light everywhere, and the surrounding surface was a piece of dark rock and soil.
After thousands of years of construction, this place is naturally impregnable, not to mention that the Xuankong Temple still supervises the changes here from time to time, so there is naturally no problem here, and they are under the Xuankong Temple at this moment. Those Yakshas back then were... Emerged from here, and the unknown underground abyss, there is no telling how many yakshas there are.
The space here doesn't seem to be very large, but the deeper you go into it, the more open it becomes, and except for the means left by several major holy places to suppress these yakshas, there is nothing superfluous about the rest.
Entering this underground place, unknowingly, nervous emotions were revealed, and it seemed that even breathing became extremely depressed. Zhao Jiuge admired him from the bottom of his heart. Some of the seniors who died fighting here for the sake of the world, faced those yakshas, and there was no People withdraw from the group. After all, racial wars are either you die or I live. There is nothing easy to negotiate or coordinate at all.
There were only the small footsteps of eight people in the air. Not far forward, Zhao Jiuge saw a natural barrier containing fluctuations of spiritual power. It seemed that it was a formation that separated the front from here, transparent. The barrier of color lies in front of everyone.
"This is just a simple formation. The purpose is to isolate the underground abyss from this place. The front is the key point. This alone cannot stop the Yaksha in the underground abyss. The real focus is the trump cards left behind by several major holy places."
Because this time this year, several people coming to the Holy Land have been replaced. All the people coming are rising stars of the sect. It is the first time for several people to come here. Yuan Yixiu naturally has to give a good introduction. After all, the other three sects The door is not like they are hanging in the air, so they can come down and check it if nothing happens.
At least next time. Yuan Yixiu doesn't have to worry so much. He can teach these things to Song Yuansheng. At that time, he can also be a hands-off shopkeeper and let his disciple take charge of everything.
After Yuan Yixiu finished speaking, he entered it first and passed through the transparent light curtain. When his figure came into contact with the transparent light curtain, the surrounding light curtains were briefly distorted with his body as the center. , and then all the figures of Yuan Yixiu were submerged in it, and no figure could be seen.
Immediately afterwards, the other people quickly followed, and each of them quickly disappeared into the transparent light curtain. Although there was a layer of light curtain, the situation had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The surrounding scene did not change much, but the aura in the air was much weaker. Fortunately, everyone was a monk in the Mahayana realm, so this influence did not hinder his own strength at all.
Except for the people watching in Xuankong, the other figures have never been here at all, so they have not seen the scene here. They were attracted by the shocking scene in front of them in an instant, even if they are the identities of the people in front of them, Not bad, the corners of his eyes are also very big, and he is still very shocked when he sees the scene in front of him.
I saw that the light in front of me was very dazzling, like the scorching sun. It first shone with thousands of rays of light, causing everyone's eyes to narrow slightly. After looking carefully, I discovered that there was a large void in front of me, which was round in shape, with the void emerging above it. There are huge Sanskrit fonts, and each Sanskrit font contains huge power, like runes containing thunder, and these Sanskrit fonts are constantly rotating around.
This grand gesture at the moment shocked a few people's eyes. Even those who were watching in the air couldn't help but admire Wuming's methods when they saw this.
"This Sanskrit Spell was created by a certain eminent monk from the Wuming Temple. It has always been one of the top methods. The most important thing is that it takes a lot of money to maintain." Even Sanwu, there was some shock in his pure eyes, and even his tone There was a sense of pride in them. After all, this method came from their Wuming Temple. Even he had always heard of it but had never seen it.
It’s just that although each of these Sanskrit fonts contains fierce power, they are running slowly at a relatively slow speed. Obviously after so many years, their own consumption has been huge. If they are not consolidated and maintained in time, I am afraid that they will Then something really happened. There is not much power left that can be exerted.
And this is also the purpose of their trip. After all, they come here every once in a while to maintain consolidation to ensure that when danger occurs, they can exert their due power and effect in a timely manner.
Since Sanwu came here this time, he was naturally prepared. Naturally, he knew the mental methods and methods of this Sanskrit mantra by heart, and he also brought some repair materials with him. After spending some time, it would naturally not be much. The problem.
Only the juniors of their respective sects can handle the methods of their respective sects. Therefore, Sanwu is naturally responsible for the issue of the Sanskrit Curse. Moreover, Sanwu does not have any procrastination. After taking a step forward with one foot, He immediately took action, and his movements were as smooth as water.
While making the secret with both hands, the golden light in his hands immediately became intense, and then Sanwu's expression became much more solemn. After all, if this consolidation method is not done well, there will be trouble. Not only will it not be able to It has a certain effect, and maybe it also destroys the power of this Sanskrit mantra.
A steady stream of golden light emerged, and from time to time it poured directly into the slowly running Sanskrit mantra. The other part directly formed some Sanskrit fonts in the void, which were different from the original Sanskrit mantra. The kind contained in it has the same effect but different approaches.
Time passed little by little, and no one else showed any signs of anxiety. After all, it was a very important matter, and they were afraid that their actions would disturb Sanwu, so everyone's breathing became short.
This situation did not last long. After about a stick of incense, Sanwu stopped what he was doing, took out a colorful relic, and placed it in front of himself.
Seeing the colorful relic that was only about the size of a thumb, but glowing with seven kinds of rays of light, others were shocked. After all, in terms of the whole, I am afraid that the precious value of this colorful relic is no less than the method of this Sanskrit spell.
The relics are usually left behind by Buddhist monks who have reached the realm of the spiritual sea after their longevity. Generally, monks who have reached the realm of the spiritual sea have them. Of course, there are some exceptions. Some monks have not reached the realm of the spiritual sea, but because the Buddhist dharma in their bodies is pure, There will also be cases where relics are contained.
Among the relics, the seven-colored relics are the most precious. After all, each relic contains the Buddhist Dharma that a monk has practiced throughout his life. The maintenance of this Sanskrit mantra is naturally inseparable from these relics, so after so many years, , Wuming Temple also paid a lot of price for it. Everything was just for the threat of the Yasha clan and would never reappear.
Looking at the overall seven-color relic, Song Yuansheng, who had always been a little unconvinced in his eyes, also restrained himself. After all, in this matter, it was not just them, Xuankong Guan, who had contributed, even several other holy places. , the same is true.
When the seven-colored relic appeared, Sanwu's eyes had some complicated emotions and a little nostalgia. Then with his fingers, the seven-colored relic immediately shot into the Sanskrit mantra. To know the formation of each relic, just It represents the death of an eminent monk, so there is inevitably some sadness in Sanwu's eyes. After all, the relics are extremely integrated, and they have to do this to maintain the Sanskrit Curse, so consuming these relics is also quite helpless.
When this colorful relic was inserted into the Sanskrit Mantra, it immediately exploded and turned into colorful rays of light. Then all these colorful rays of light were stained on the Sanskrit fonts of the Sanskrit Mantra. After doing all this, Sanwu The whole person breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was the first time to perform these controls. Even Sanwu's character was inevitably a little nervous. Who made this matter so important
After all the methods of the Three Wus were ended, and after the seven-color relic was replenished, the entire Sanskrit mantra seemed to become more flexible and took on a new brilliance. The Sanskrit font that was originally flowing slowly became active all of a sudden. , seemingly with a sense of excitement.
Even a few outsiders can clearly feel that the entire Sanskrit Sound Mantra has changed, as if it has awakened from silence. Yuan Yixiu also breathed a sigh of relief. After all, one more method means more. A guarantee.