Jing Yue: "But what did you find?"
Wei Zhentu said slowly: "I'm thinking, Heaven will never allow one world to have two hells, which means that the Black Tower is not a magic weapon that was created by nature, it must have been refined by predecessors. In this case, this magic weapon There must be a lot of formations and restrictions involved, that is to say…”
Jing Yue: "There is a formation here."
When Wei Zhentu opened his head, Jingyue understood. It should be noted that although the artificially refined magic weapon can create space, but if you want the space to have its own logic, or even laws, you can only rely on the formation or prohibition.
Wei Zhentu smiled slightly, "Ajing understands me. Since there is an eye, we can leave after breaking the eye. As for where it is..."
Jingyue: "Abi hell."
The Avici Hell is also the Uninterrupted Hell, which is the most terrifying layer of the eighteen hells.
The two looked at each other and smiled, but Wei Zhentu said again: "Every layer of hell is not accessible, how do we get there? Do we have to save this layer of evil spirits?"
Jingyue: "Sixiang Villa has been prepared for at least hundreds of years. I am afraid it is difficult to count the evil ghosts in each layer of hell. If all of them are exceeded, I don't know how long it will take? Even if there is a magic weapon to help, it is restricted by the law of the magic tower, and it is useless."
Wei Zhentu sneered, "I want to know, otherwise, how would he dare to take us all in?"
When everyone was at a loss, Jing Yue suddenly said, "How about I try to be the master of this temple?"
Everyone was confused, "What do you mean?"
Jing Yue: "Although the Eighteenth Hall Master can't leave the hell, he can go to any floor at will. If I become the Hall Master, I will naturally be able to take you to Avici Hell."
Wei Zhentu: "Ajing! To become the Eighteenth Hall Master, you must be refined, you..."
Jingyue: "I have my own way. Don't help me resist."
Wei Zhentu frowned, and the voice transmission entered the secret: "Ajing, it is inconvenient for you to say more, but at least let me know a general idea, otherwise I will feel uneasy."
Jing Yue has become a golden pill, and he can also transmit his voice, "The twins turn to move the great formation."
This formation replaces the real body with a fake body to confuse the enemy. Many years ago, he and Qin Yanzhi made it once to catch the little cold mouse.
Wei Zhentu had obviously heard of this formation, and was full of disapproval, "Twins can deceive people, but they can't deceive the law of the magic tower!"
Jing Yue opened his palm and looked at the red mole in his palm.
There is a door in Haotian Realm, which can be used for him to enter and exit at any time. Although he enters from which space and exits in which space, he cannot escape from the magic tower, but if he only leaves the prosthesis here, the main body has disappeared. Can the law be deceived
When the prosthesis becomes one of the temple masters, he may come back to control the prosthesis, which may be successful.
Even if it doesn't work, there is no loss to them. Anyway, he is absolutely safe in Clear Sky Realm.
Jing Yue: "You don't have to worry, I know it."
As a result, the crowd watched Jingyue leave behind a puppet made of spiritual wood as a fake, while he himself disappeared...
disappear? ?
Everyone was stunned, wondering how Jing Yue did it? But the law was really deceived, just because the fake body breath was the same as Jing Yue, and Jing Yue had a touch of consciousness.
I saw endless demonic energy pouring into the puppet, and the puppet had no spiritual power, so it was quickly eroded and refined.
I don't know how long it took, and when the living hell suddenly shook, the flames became even hotter, and all the prison guards and evil spirits bowed their heads to the fake body-waiting for the living hell hall master, live.
In the Haotian Realm, Jingyue is waiting outside the Shimen of the Inner Sea. He is the only connection between the Qifang Realm and the Haotian Realm. He can naturally perceive the spiritual consciousness left by himself in the Qifang Realm. As the hall master, he smiled and said: "It's quite a lie?"
So I took a step and entered the stone gate.
Jingyue disappeared inexplicably, and appeared again inexplicably. He wrapped a group of ignorant monks into his sleeve robes, and controlled the consciousness in the puppet. He only felt that one hell was under his control, and then his mind moved and entered the Avici hell.
As soon as he entered this place, Jing Yue released all the monks. There are countless copper pots in the eyes, and the pots are full of boiling molten iron. Countless spirit beasts are being tormented and boiled, and all the flesh, bones, and blood from the inside out are melted into the molten slurry.
Avicii hell fire is endless, and there is no gap in the suffering of evil spirits.
Several people floated in the air, with nowhere to stay.
Zifu Zhenjun suddenly said: "There is someone ahead."
When everyone saw it, they saw a few figures faintly in the distance, and Jing Yue took the lead in flying away.
"Master Jingwu?"
When he got close, Jingyue saw that one of them was Jingwu. He was holding the bead, reciting scriptures in his mouth, and hitting the iron pot with talismans and spells one after another. For the smoke to dissipate.
There are several other monks around who are also saving evil spirits, but they are not as professional as Jingwu, and the effect is naturally much worse.
These people all discovered that a living person suddenly appeared in the Avici Hell, showing a little surprise, but the Avici Hell is endless, and they only came here when Jingyue and others landed elsewhere before.
Jing Wu also put his hand away and saluted Jing Yue, "Ancestor Jing, we meet again, you guys just now..."
Jing Yue: "We come from the living hell."
Jing Wu was stunned for a moment, and his face was a little dignified, "Where is this? Why can you copy the eighteen hells?"
As a Buddhist practitioner, he can naturally perceive that this is not a real hell.
Jing Yue told their speculations and experiences just now, and some of the people who heard it suddenly couldn't come back to their senses.
Most people's first reaction was anger. Although they all knew that Mo Qianyun had something to do with falling into this place, at this time, the truth made them even more furious! But then, anger was replaced by excitement, and someone asked with anticipation: "Meaning, we don't have to save these evil spirits at all, and we can leave only by breaking the eye?"
Jing Yue: "First of all, we have to find the array eye."
Jingwu: "There is a big hall in Avici Hell, where the Lord of the Underworld lives, but Avici Hell is infinitely large, and I don't know where the Lord of the Underworld is located?"
Wei Zhentu: "Ajing, since your fake body is already one of the Eighteen Palace Masters, can you sense it?"
Jing Yue: "I'll try."
He hooked up with the little bit of divine consciousness of the fake body. Although Avici Hell was not like a living hell that could be controlled by him, he still received special treatment. For example, the jailer did not dare to approach him, and he could indeed "see" the main hall of the Underworld.
"Okay." Jing Yue breathed a sigh of relief, "But it's very far. I can't move as I wish on this floor, everyone can only walk over."
No one has any objection. The current situation is enough to surprise them. They originally thought that they were going to save the evil spirits and vomit. It is very likely that the evil spirits were not finished, and they were first eroded by demonic energy.
In this way, everyone followed Jingyue to the main hall of the Underworld.
There is no danger along the way, Jing Yue took the opportunity to ask: "Master Jingwu, you come here to Four Elephants Villa for another purpose, don't you?"
Jing Wu smiled bitterly, "I don't hide it from you now. When I came this time, I discovered that there was something wrong with the Four Elephants Villa."
It turned out that when he returned from a westward journey and passed through Dachuan City, he overheard about the disappearance of the monks in the city. He and Wei Zhentu made the same judgment, suspecting that there was a problem with Sixiang Villa, so he went to check. When he arrived at the Four Elephants Villa, he faintly noticed that there was demonic energy, and before he could find more clues, he was taken into the Hell Demon Tower.
Jing Yue: "The Hell Magic Tower can hide its aura. Even if the Buddha's power is as powerful as you, it is difficult to perceive it. I estimate that the magic energy you sense is mostly other monsters."
Jing Wu was taken aback, "The ancestors said that there are still magic cultivators in the Four Elephants Villa?"
Jing Yue nodded, "It is very possible that it is very difficult to refine the hell magic tower with Mo Qianyun's personal strength alone."
Everyone looked thoughtful, but they were not allowed to think too much at this time. Their primary purpose was to find Zhenyan and leave here as soon as possible.
Regardless of the time in hell, the group could not feel the flow of time at all. Fortunately, the direction was clear. After walking for a long time, they finally found the main hall of the underworld.
There are three palaces and nine palaces in this hall. It is majestic and majestic. It sits at the highest point of the Avici Hell.
Jingyue deliberately used a fake body to explore the situation. There was no danger in the main hall, but there was an ice coffin on the south side of the main hall, and a person was lying in the coffin.
The group carefully entered the Underworld Lord Hall. When they approached the ice coffin, they saw a handsome young man lying in the coffin, with a peaceful face, as if he was just asleep.
But it can be seen from his unwavering chest and his pale face that he is actually a dead person.
At this time, the only True Monarch of Zifu suddenly said, "It's Zhao Qingyuan."
The others were stunned for a while, but they couldn't remember who Zhao Qingyuan was. Only Wei Zhentu had studied Sixiang Villa and said, "Is it Mo Qianyun's master?"
True Monarch Zifu: "Exactly. I once had a relationship with him, so I recognized him."
Another person said: "I heard that Mo Qianyun was young and rebellious and refused to accept discipline. Later, he went out with the sect master. Soon after the sect master died, he got the sect master token and returned to Sixiang Villa to take over as the sect master."
"Yes, there have always been rumors in the outside world that Mo Qianyun secretly killed the former head of the head, just to get the position of head."
"But why is his body here?"
"I understand." Jing Yue suddenly said, "Mo Qianyun didn't want to be the Lord of the Underworld, he wanted to resurrect Zhao Qingyuan."
Wei Zhentu: "What do you mean?"
Jing Yue: "This is the main hall of the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Qingyuan's position is exactly the main seat of the main hall of the Ming Dynasty. If there is an eye, it must be here."
Wei Zhentu nodded, of course he saw it.
Jing Yue: "If the Hell Magic Tower is successfully refined, the Lord of the Underworld will naturally wake up. Whoever is in the position of Lord of the Underworld will benefit."
Wei Zhentu was puzzled: "If this is the case, what will Mo Qianyun do? He doesn't become the master of the underworld, and he has caused so many things. Could it be that he is being chased and killed?"
Jingyue: "His master has become the immortal and immortal Lord of the Underworld. Isn't it easy to control this tower and take him in as a living person?"
Zifu Zhenjun said again: "I really didn't expect that the gap between the facts and the rumors is so big, and all the evil things Mo Qianyun did were all for his master."
Jing Yue smiled, "Since the eye has been found, let's break it, it's not good to teach Sect Leader Mo to wait too long."
Everyone laughed: "Yes!"
At this time, outside the Hell Magic Tower, Mo Qianyun, as the core figure of the refining magic tower, sensed that the formation was in danger.
A gray-clothed cultivator beside him was affected, and his face was not very good, "Sect Master Mo, you probably won't be able to support the success of refining by doing this."
Mo Qianyun ignored it, and under his control, the other seventeen layers of the eighteen hells poured into the Avici Hell!
Next to the ice coffin, more than a dozen cultivators were waiting to start, when layers of demonic energy suddenly swept in, like the raging waves of the sea, mighty and mighty, almost engulfing the entire Underworld Lord Hall. They gathered around the ice coffin, like a hundred-zhang-thick city wall, which did not allow the enemy to meddle in the slightest.
Demonic energy carries the resentment of all spirits in hell. As long as people touch it, they can feel all the suffering in the other seventeen layers of hell. There is no gap and no end.
"Rewind!" When Jing Yue saw something bad, he hurriedly reminded him that if he slowed down, he might be entangled by demonic energy.
However, it was too late. Some cultivators were one step late and were instantly caught up in the thick black demonic energy. Others only heard a short scream, and then nothing happened.
Jingwu released the Buddha's power and held back everyone for a while, so you dragged me, you pulled me, and everyone fled quickly.
When they exited the main hall, they could still see the demonic energy surrounding the main hall with its teeth and claws, like thousands of twisted poisonous snakes.
"It seems that as long as we get close to the ice hall, we can also sense it outside the hell tower." Wei Zhentu's tone was slightly lower, "The people refining the tower are so nervous about the ice coffin, which is enough to prove that our plan to break the ice coffin is correct. ."
Someone worried: "But the devilish energy in the hall is too strong, we can't get in at all?"
Those demonic qi did not take the initiative to attack, as if their only purpose was to protect the main hall of the underworld and the ice coffin, they enveloped the main hall of the underworld without revealing any gaps.
So, it's really bad.
Jingyue thought for a while and said, "I'll try it with a fake body? Since he has become the master of the first hall, maybe the devilish energy won't hurt him?"
So, he carefully released the puppet and urged the fake body to walk towards the hall.
When the fake body was close to the magic energy, the magic energy was stagnant, but it seemed to sense that the fake body was one of the temple masters, and quickly avoided it, leaving a line of passage. When the fake body entered the passage, the magic energy quickly closed again, completely drowning the fake body, and it looked very vigilant.
Everyone was a little nervous, and they looked at Jing Yue unconsciously.
Jing Yue didn't notice it, he focused his entire attention on the puppet, only to see the fake body finally walk to the side of the ice coffin, he took the time to order: "Break!"
Fa followed the words, and the puppet's half forearm flew out, and it was about to hit the ice coffin. Suddenly, the whole Avici hell shook, and thousands of ghosts roared!
Suddenly near and far, Mo Qianyun's angry voice sounded, "You liar! I want you to die!"
The demonic energy was so monstrous that it split into a strand that was twisted into a zhang thick, and shot straight at it like an arrow from a string, like a giant python with a big mouth!
At the same time, the fake puppet was shattered, and the imprint of divine consciousness left by Jing Yue was completely swallowed by the demonic energy.
Jing Yue resisted the throbbing pain in his forehead, threw out a whip made of spiritual energy, entangled the magic energy in circles, and quickly froze the long whip, trying to freeze the magic energy.
But how could he be able to stop the demonic energy? Seeing that the ice-blue whip suddenly penetrated into the strands of black air, it exploded at once, the ice crystals fell, and the demonic energy rushed to him in a blink of an eye!
"Be careful!" Wei Zhentu shouted, throwing out a picture record in front of Jingyue, and the other monks also offered weapons to block them. Everyone knew that they could only watch and help each other at this time, otherwise there would be a dead end.
Jing Yue took the opportunity to retreat, but the demonic energy seemed to recognize him, compressing himself into a thin thread and passing through the gap between the weapons, then suddenly thickened and slammed into Jing Yue!
The speed of the demonic energy was extremely fast, and Jing Yue had no way of retreating. He was about to escape into the Clear Sky Realm to avoid it temporarily. Amidst the lightning and flint, a figure stood in front of him, his hands folded, and golden light burst out between his fingers.
The monk's robe was bulging, and behind him rose a phantom of an ancient Buddha. The Buddha had four sides, sitting on a lotus pedestal.
The words of the mantra reverberated, and everyone smelled the quiet fragrance of lotus.
Feeling the danger, the demonic qi curled up like a snake, raised its head again, and swayed slightly to test.
Just listen to Jing Wudao: "Blossom!"
In an instant, countless buds and lotus blossomed in the air.
One flower, one pure land, one land, one Tathagata.
The phantom of the ancient Buddha was aimed at the devilish aura, and the devilish aura head, body, tail, and seven inches in the form of a giant python burst into a black lotus.
But more demonic energy still surrounds the main hall of the underworld, and they dare not attack for a while.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but Jing Wu swayed, Jing Yue hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and sincerely thanked him.
Jing Wu stabilized his body, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Ancestor Jing, I have something, please hand it over to Sanjie Temple."
Immediately, he took out a wooden sign from his arms.
Jing Yue was stunned for a moment, and took it subconsciously, only to see that the front of the wooden sign was engraved with the Tallinn of Sanjie Temple, the back was the name of Jingwu, and in the corner there was the word "Zhang Yishun" the size of a grain of rice, which should be the common name of Jingwu before entering the temple.
He looked at Jingwu inexplicably, only to hear the other person say: "I made a big wish back then, not to save all the demons in the world, and never to save myself. I traveled westward to save demons, but my cultivation is limited, and there are few demons that can be saved. There are very few, and it is God’s will to be taken into this hell today.”
As the last final sound fell, Jing Wu walked to the main hall of the Underworld, which was hidden in the devilish energy.
"Master Jingwu!" Jing Yue stretched out his hand to stop him, but only caught a corner of the opponent's cassock.
Jing Yue's palm still had the tactile feeling of the cassock passing by, and it was a little cold. He stared blankly at the back of Jing Wu's magic energy, until he disappeared completely.
Someone suddenly grabbed his arm, and when Jing Yue looked back, he saw the concern in Wei Zhentu's eyes.
"I know, I understand." Jing Yue whispered.
Everyone was silent, and although the evil spirits were still crying in their ears, the silence between them was like a world sleeping under a moonlit night.
Then, they heard the Buddha's voice.
Just like what I heard in front of the Tianyin Tree that day, the wonderful music is peaceful, pure and pure.
The demonic energy became more and more hideous under the Buddha's voice, rolled into a vortex, and let out a cold scream.
Suddenly, a golden light burst out from the center of the demonic energy, and it split into several lines in an instant, illuminating the glaze and covering everything.
In the golden light, there are thousands of millions of Buddhas, and Bodhisattvas are boundless. Where the light lies, there are countless darknesses in the center.
Jingyue felt the boundless Buddha power, only the six senses were enlightened, and the bad karma was gone.
But for demonic energy, golden light is the most terrifying weapon in the world, tearing it apart, swallowing it, and dissolving it...
At this time, everyone in the Avici Hell heard a sigh, as if it was close to their ears, and the old voice of Jingwu rang out. It was the sentence that everyone had heard before—
"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell."
As soon as the voice fell, thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas opened their eyes in unison, with vast wisdom and endless compassion in their eyes.
A glance at the other side, Purdue all sentient beings.
The magic, let it go!
And next to the ice coffin, only a golden relic was left.
"Ah-ah-ah-"
Outside the Hell Magic Tower, Mo Qianyun howled in pain. He could feel that the magic energy accumulated in the magic tower for thousands of years was dissipated, and the cultivation base that he had improved due to refining the magic tower also fell rapidly, and he hated the sky for a while. , I just want everyone in the tower to die!
But he still has ties, and he has more important things to do. He must keep the master!
Mo Qianyun made a desperate attempt and ordered all the evil ghost jailers of the Eighteen Hells to enter the Avici Hell. He even wanted to force out Zidan and lead all the karma from hell to the main hall of the Underworld.
The gray-clothed cultivator next to him had bleeding from his nose and mouth, and said anxiously, "Sect Master Mo! Don't be impulsive. If demonic energy, evil spirits, and bad karma are all sent to the endless hell by you, the devil tower of hell will be completely beaten back to its original shape. Thousands of years of painstaking efforts by you and I will be destroyed in one fell swoop!"
"A thousand years is a thousand years. As long as I keep my master, I still have a thousand years and ten thousand years! If you are afraid, run away!" Mo Qianyun's face was red and white, and his eyes were full of madness.
The gray-clothed cultivator was furious: "How the hell did I escape? You and I refine the magic tower together. If you go crazy, I can only be implicated by you!"
If he could escape, he would have escaped long ago, but if he retreated at this time, he would definitely suffer backlash!
Mo Qianyun turned a deaf ear, speeding up the purple pill, the purple pill was spinning like a spinning top, and Mo Qianyun's jade-like face gradually withered.
Just as he was about to force Zidan out, more than a dozen blades as sharp as knives shot at him. Mo Qianyun felt pain in his body, and his movements were a little stagnant. Zidan immediately stopped spinning and became quiet.
The gray-clothed cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, but Mo Qianyun's eyes were blood-red, staring at a shivering little blue chicken, the hatred in his eyes almost stunned it.
He grabbed with one hand, Lan Feng was pinched in his palm, Mo Qianyun squeezed hard, and immediately heard Lan Feng's painful cry.
He was about to twist Lan Feng's neck, but he heard a loud noise, and the Hell Demon Tower slammed into two halves, one half collapsed, and the other half crumbling.
Amidst the billowing smoke, he saw Jingyue walking out of the ruins of the magic tower, holding a sword and pursing his lips, and his eyes were as cold as snow.
Behind Jing Yue, dozens of monks followed, but Mo Qianyun turned a blind eye.
His eyes went beyond those people and landed on a certain point in the ruins, where there was only a broken ice coffin and a broken bone.
"No!!! Master!!!!"
Mo Qianyun's eyes were about to split, blood oozing from the corners of his eyes, but suddenly his wrist felt numb. He grabbed Lan Feng's palm and landed on the ground, blood spurting out.
The severe pain struck, but Mo Qianyun seemed ignorant and didn't even bother to look at it. He stared blankly at the white bones of the ice coffin in the dust, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, until his throat was sweet.
"Go to hell!! I want all of you to be buried with my master!!!"
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