Yin Qingyang smiled without the slightest worry: "No matter what, this ghost door will always open. This is a trend. Even if it is blocked by the underworld, it will not work."
Seeing Yin Qingyang's self-confidence, Ye Chen couldn't help but wonder, Yin Qingyang only left the customs, how could he be so sure
Yin Qingyang said with a mysterious smile: "When I came here, Gu Wen and Gu Tian had already calculated it again. They told me that we were able to enter the underworld this time, but it didn't go so smoothly."
When Ye Chen heard it, he realized that it turned out that it was the ancient prose and the ancient sky.
"Not so smooth? What will happen?" Ye Chen looked at Yin Qingyang suspiciously.
Yin Qingyang shook his head and said: "Why this is not going well, then we don't know, anyway, let's cover up the water and cover it."
"It's a little too late, it's not as good as it's a coincidence." At this time, a voice as crisp as a bird sounded, attracting everyone's attention.
"Girl Que'er is right. It doesn't make sense to come early, not sooner or later." Lun Yuekong said with a smile on his face.
When the Guimen Pass was about to open, Wen Renyu, Wenren Sparrow, and Slaughter Yuekong also appeared in front of the Guimen Pass.
Ye Chen smiled indifferently, and then he wondered in his heart whether Cangjian would leave the gate.
"This is the ghost gate, it is really ghostly, but this is more majestic than any door I have ever seen. It is worthy of the treasure of the underworld. If it can be moved away, it would be great." Wen Ren Que looked majestic. The ghost door was closed, and he couldn't help but be amazed.
Everyone grinned at Wenren Sparrow's words, and they really dare to think about moving this ghost door home, the underworld would be violent, and then they would rush out to kill Wenren's family and smash the Wenren family.
"Little Queer, have the courage, hehe..." Feitianhu joked with a smile.
Wen Renque snorted with a proud face: "That is, who is this lady?"
Everyone was amused by the smell of people, Fei Tianhu and others all laughed, and everyone else did not hesitate to smile.
Then Wenrenque ran to Ye Chen and asked curiously: "Ye Chen, can this ghost gate really be opened? Will countless fools come out of it?"
"The ghost door opens, ten thousand ghosts come, and they will be able to bury you at that time." Ye Chen said with a serious face pretending to be.
Wen Ren Que curled his lips and said, "What about the arrival of ten thousand ghosts? This young lady is so superb, are you still afraid of those ghosts? Those ghosts pray not to hit this young lady, or they will be wiped out."
Ye Chen had a black line on his face, and originally wanted to tease this smelling bird, but he didn't expect this little Nizi to be so sturdy.
In the talking and laughing, the child time has passed, and the first ghost month in early July has arrived.
Everyone put away their thoughts, and did not laugh any more, but stared at the Guimen Gate with serious expressions, expecting the majestic Guimen Gate to open suddenly.
Everyone held their breath, and there was silence at this time, and they could hardly hear the sound of breathing.
After more than ten breaths of time, there was no slightest movement in Guimenguan, but everyone present did not relax at all. They all looked at Guimenguan with solemn eyes.
"It's been a quarter of an hour since the first time, why is there no movement?" Wenrenque didn't have such a good patience. When there was no movement at the door, he complained a little impatiently.
The silence was broken by Xiao Que'er, and everyone's tense nerves also relaxed. They all looked at each other, wondering why the ghost gate had not been opened.
"What's the problem?" Daoyi muttered to himself while sitting on the cow's back.
Ye Chen frowned slightly and said, "There is no movement at all. Is this time yet?"
"Since Guwen and Gutian have calculated that it will open, it will definitely open. Let's wait a little longer, it turns out that the ghost gate opened in early July, and we didn't say that it must be opened once the time has passed." Fei Tianhu said.
Everyone did not speak, and continued to wait patiently, but their nerves were not as tight as before.
boom! boom!
However, just as everyone relaxed, there was a roar from the Guimen Pass, and a strong ghost gas erupted from the Guimen Pass, which filled it.
Everyone was shocked, their nerves tightened unconsciously again, and they stared at Guimenguan steadily, waiting for the follow-up movement.
The Guimen Gate kept roaring, but it still had no intention of opening. After a full 108 times, the roar disappeared, and the Guimen Gate suddenly made a "click" sound, which seemed to be the old door. The same as slowly being opened.
The ghost door, which was closed without a gap, opened a very small crack for a while, and this crack was opening with difficulty, and there seemed to be a force to prevent it from opening.
When the crack opened the finger-wide gap, it stopped and no longer opened. A ray of light penetrated through the crack of the ghost gate, as if it had been split in half.
"Why doesn't it move?" This is a question that everyone present is thinking about. Originally thought that the ghost gate was about to open, it just opened it so that it didn't move.
"I feel that a powerful force is preventing the ghost gate from opening." Daoyi said solemnly.
Ye Chen and Yin Qingyang both nodded, and Ye Chen frowned and said, "Is this what the ancient prose and Gu Tian said? How can this be resolved?"
"Those who can prevent the opening of the ghost gate must be terrifying to the extreme, otherwise, they will not be able to control this treasure at all." Yin Qingyang looked slightly solemn, frowning as if thinking about countermeasures.
"Obviously, with the strength of all of us, it may not be the opponent of the other party, it is difficult to handle it." Shengzi Yaoguang shook his head.
The other doors present also knew in their hearts that it would be impossible to force the ghost door to open, and they were all thinking about countermeasures.
When everyone was thinking, a deep and calm voice sounded, "Amitabha..."
When everyone heard a Buddha's name, they all turned their heads to look. A monk wearing a purple robed robe appeared behind them, coming silently. With their strength, they didn't notice it, which really surprised them. what.
"Master Mahakaye?" Ye Chen was startled slightly.
The monk in purple robes folded his hands together, bowed slightly to the crowd, and said: "Poor monk Maha Gaya, every donor is polite."
"The disciple who ranks first among the top ten disciples of Buddha Shakyamuni?" Except for Ye Chen who had already seen Mahaka Yeh, everyone else was extremely surprised.
Although it is the first time for the ten major disciples of Buddha Shakyamuni to leave the Western Regions, these disciples of the ancient tribe are familiar with them.
Buddha Shakyamuni is in charge of the entire Western Regions, and he is the veritable Buddha of the Western Regions. His strength may have reached the pinnacle. If he wants to ascend, there is probably no problem.
Such a powerful disciple entering the room, and still the number one disciple, just such an identity is more shocking, let alone strength.
Being able to quietly appear behind them without being noticed, has proved its strength.
"Master Maha Gaya also wants to enter the underworld, looking for the Conferred God List?" Ye Chen said lightly.
Mahagaye said with a calm face: "All living beings include people in the underworld, and Buddhas can also go to the underworld. Naturally, the underworld is going to go."
"As for all the sentient beings, if you want to go to the underworld to seize the Conferred God List, just say it. Will anyone laugh at you? Who would be uninterested in front of the Conferred God List? You monks are really interesting. On the surface, you say that the monks don’t slander, but you are dubious. "Zi Yue said with a sneer.
Facing Ziyue’s sneer, Mahagaye was not angry, and still calmly said: “To be awarded the title of the gods is also to Purdue all beings.
"Look, let's show your true face." Ziyue sneered proudly for breaking through Mahakaya.
"The ghost door is difficult to open. If you don't have the Buddha door to make a move, you want to open the ghost door, then wait for a lifetime and don't think about it." At this moment, a middle-aged man with a murderous sword spirit walked out of the void. , Said coldly.
"What a powerful sword spirit!" Seeing the middle-aged man appeared, Dugu Jiujian's instinctive body was startled, and his brows were slightly erected. The nine swords behind him hummed and trembled, not full of fighting spirit, but extremely Uneasy.
This is the first time that Dugu Jiujian has encountered such a thing. He has cultivated to the realm of Jianxin. On the road of Jianxiu, he believes that no one other than the sword immortal can surpass it.
However, seeing this middle-aged man today completely changed his views. In front of the middle-aged man, he felt that his abilities were nothing short of a shame.
"Has it reached the point of the sword body?" Dugu Jiujian muttered to himself.
The middle-aged man glanced at Dugu Jiujian's body, and the nine-handed sword suddenly fell silent, as if he didn't even dare to move.
The middle-aged man who can have such a terrifying sword aura that can make Dugu Nine Swords feel the fear is exactly the God Slashing Sword.
The God Slashing Sword is one of the ten great artifacts. Even if it does not have the power of the Sacred Tool, with the current strength of God Slashing, it is not comparable to Dugu Nine Swords, and can only be admired.
"Senior God Slayer, do you want to enter the ghost gate too?" Ye Chen stepped forward and said.
Zhan Shen nodded slightly and said: "I do want to enter the underworld, because an old friend may be in the underworld. If you enter the underworld, you must have Buddhist means and I will act from the side. Otherwise, relying on a means of Taoism will not be able to fight. Open the ghost door and close it."
Since God Zhan said so, Ye Chen naturally wouldn't doubt it. He looked at Maha Gaya and folded his hands together: "I will trouble Master Mah Gaya."
Mahāgaya chanted the Buddha's chant: "The poor monk does his best."