In front of the boundary marker, Shi Wuchang answered all of Lu Bei's questions, especially the information about Tianwai Tower, which he confessed before he was even asked.
Lu Bei was not very interested in the so-called Tianwailou, and only mentioned the Avici Temple in passing, but he was very interested in the Yanyue Hehuan Sect next door. Hearing that the female Bodhisattvas there were all extremely beautiful, he could not help but ask a few more questions.
I still want to go over and take a look.
He didn't mean anything else. He had a friend who was lacking in stamina, so he asked him to help go to the Hehuan Sect to ask for a skill book that could increase stamina.
After talking about the surrounding forces, Shi Wuchang took the initiative to mention the current situation of Tianwailou. The Five Cities and Twelve Mountains are not peaceful, and many hidden old demons have sneaked in.
Lu Bei was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously, "Why, a rare treasure appeared in your Waitianlou's territory, attracting all these flies?"
Don’t you have any idea whether there are any rare treasures
Shi Wuchang was disdainful in his heart. He looked at his nose with his eyes and at his heart with his nose, acting ignorant and confused.
He is an ignorant OP, a rising star in the Far West, and a very mediocre one at that. How dare he give advice and comments to the seniors
Lu Bei thought in his heart and subconsciously touched his chin.
“Interesting!”
Yinglong explained the time and place of the appearance of the secret realm in the far west. Not many people knew about it, including Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise. Considering that the content of traitors in the four symbols is extremely high, almost 100%, Azure Dragon knew it today, Ji Huang would know it tomorrow, and the Demon Emperor would appear the day after tomorrow. It was normal for the news of the appearance of the secret realm to spread.
As one of the executors of this mission, Lu Bei knew that he was very tight-lipped and was not a gossipmonger. The person who spread the news and attracted the old demons could only be one of Qinglong, Baihu, or Zhuque.
Of course, there is also the possibility that the three of them were just yelling outside.
It doesn’t matter who leaked the information; the key is the purpose of gathering so many demons.
If Azure Dragon leaked the information, there was a high possibility that he would interfere in the matter. If it was White Tiger, the Far West was his territory, so it was reasonable for him to cause trouble for his two colleagues. If it was Vermillion Bird…
Lu Bei thought of Yinglong's mission statement, which was to raze the secret realm to the ground, grind bones and scatter ashes, and eradicate all living things. Even an egg had to be shaken to remove the yolk before cooking a pot of egg drop soup.
As a newcomer, Lu Bei participated in the Four Symbols level team building for the first time. He was not sure how deep the water in the secret realm was, but he was very satisfied with Suzaku's preparations.
When things are unclear, teammates go first.
In some cases, more teammates are better.
However, since they are teammates found by Suzaku, they may have formed an alliance. If you meet them in the secret realm, you can kill them directly without mercy.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei sent a message to Gu Zongchen and Tu Yuan to explain the interests involved.
Tu Yuan was a lackey, extremely loyal to Lu Bei, and followed the order without any doubt. However, Gu Zongchen was different, and asked a slightly silly question.
"What if we meet outside the secret realm?"
"Is there any need to think about it? Just kill him!" Lu Bei sneered and turned to look behind him.
"Amitabha~~~~"
Above the mountain path, the sound of Zen was faint, and in the Buddha's light, there were phantom shadows of the Eight Groups of People, seeming to appear and not exist.
Twelve monks in red robes were divided into two rows, the front row held banners, the back row chanted scriptures while beating wooden fish, and a skinny old monk walked at the end with his hands clasped together.
His two white eyebrows drooped, and his haggard face looked cold and hard, like a painted wooden sculpture, emitting a faint cold light.
The face was half black and half white, and I don't know if it was a birthmark or some kind of magic skill he practiced. The black face was kind, while the white face was evil, indescribably weird and eerie.
Avici Temple, ugly-faced Buddha.
"I am Shiwu, and I have met several donors."
The ugly Buddha walked up to the crowd, his black and white face half smiling and half crying: "I came from the Avici Temple. When I passed by this place, I saw the evil spirit rising to the sky. I felt something in my heart. It must be a demon. Can you please point out the way and tell me where the demon is so that I can go and subdue it."
"…" x3
Lu Bei: You are telling lies with open eyes. How can there be any devil? Are you the bald donkey crying "stop thief"
Gu Zongchen: The devil is in my heart, and I am the devil.
Tu Yuan: I’m very brave!
"I am the junior of Tianwailou Shi Wuchang, and I am here to pay my respects to the old Buddha. I heard that the old Buddha's Dharma carriage is coming, so I came here specially to wait for him."
Shi Wuchang's face straightened, he clasped his hands together and stepped forward, saying respectfully, "These three elders just happened to be passing by, they are not demons. I dare to say that the evil spirit that the old Buddha saw should refer to the Heavenly City. These days, demons have gathered here and it has not been very peaceful."
Shi Wuchang did not say anything provocative. That was too low and not presentable. In the far west, he couldn't even deceive a hundred-year-old boy or girl, let alone both sides were old ghosts. If he dared to sow discord, both sides would burn yellow paper to swear brotherhood.
Take his head as a token of your loyalty!
So, he just adjusted his attitude and waited for the two sides to start fighting.
Shi Wuchang was ready to run away. Everything was ready except for his foul mouth.
"That bald donkey with a yin-yang face is trying to point fingers at others and say who the devil is. Have you ever seen such a handsome devil?" Lu Bei, with a cunning face, took a step forward, bursting out with the powerful momentum of the early stage of fusion.
Shi Wuchang silently took a few steps back, and then a few more steps back. As expected of an old monster who had practiced for many years, his arrogance never let him down.
"Good, good, benefactor, you are so evil. I have a few scriptures that can suppress the evil thoughts in your heart. Please listen to me."
The ugly-faced Buddha held a rosary in his hand and swept his eyes over the four people, ignoring Shi Wuchang. He paused slightly on Lu Bei and Tu Yuan, and finally placed his gaze on Gu Zongchen.
Gu Zongchen just smiled slightly, and when the ugly Buddha recited the Buddhist scriptures, he also gave the Buddhist scriptures as a return gift.
In an instant, golden lotus emerged from the ground, golden light filled the sky and earth, and waves of sandalwood were refreshing.
The two eminent monks battled with each other, the sound of Buddha's voice was like thunder, and precious light shot up into the sky. Every time they uttered a word, golden text would appear. These words either turned into strange Buddhist images or into great magical powers, making the golden wheels behind them look solemn and majestic.
Different from Gu Zongchen's calmness, the Ugly-faced Buddha could still fight back and forth at the beginning, but gradually sweat broke out between his brows, his bitter smile was full of sorrow, and finally his whole body trembled, and he exploded into golden light with a bang.
The monk's robe had lost its attachment and fell to the ground.
The twelve red-robed monks scattered with the wind, which was also an illusion.
What's going on? Is this the end
Shi Wuchang stopped retreating, walked forward silently, and insisted on keeping a low profile.
According to the information he had, the monks in Avici Temple were notoriously hot-tempered, especially the ugly-faced Buddha Shiwu who passed away a hundred years ago, a vicious monk who would take off his clothes if he was not told what to do.
Although I took it off this time,... the way I did it was wrong.
Shi Wuchang re-evaluated and felt that he had underestimated Lu Bei and the other two. The Ugly-faced Buddha proved with his strength that these three were more powerful than he had imagined.
"Tsk tsk, these bald donkeys are too cautious. They turn around and leave when they disagree with something. They don't even surrender to the devil. They don't care about life and death. Are they still monks?"
Lu Bei glanced at the monk's robe and pointed his finger, shattering it into pieces. The Ugly-faced Buddha didn't come at the beginning, so he sent an avatar to find out the truth. When he saw that the situation was not right, he decisively withdrew.
Too shameless.
What happened to the fact that everyone in the Far West is arrogant and domineering
Shi Wuchang and the Ugly-faced Buddha's styles of doing things gave Lu Bei a new understanding of the Far West. He looked at Gu Zongchen and then at Tu Yuan.
The three of us are so strong!
The three of them continued to walk together. Situations like the Ugly-faced Buddha would only happen again and again in the secret realm.
No, we have to disband.
Lu Bei counted the cards he had and was confident that if Jiang Suxin stepped forward, he could persuade them to ascend. He decisively kicked Gu Zongchen out of the team and left Tu Yuan by his side.
As for Shi Wuchang...
Lu Bei thought about it and decided to bring it with him, as the local gangs would definitely be able to use it.
The strange phenomenon near the boundary marker attracted a lot of attention, because it was in the extreme west, and no cultivator was foolish enough to come and check it out in person. They either used divination or sacrificed magic weapons, and each used various methods to find out the truth.
Lu Bei took Tu Yuan and Shi Wuchang away, and asked the latter to turn into the black bald look of Gu Zongchen. As for Gu Zongchen himself, he could go wherever he wanted, but just don't forget to go to the fields to work tomorrow.
Gu Zongchen took a step forward and disappeared without a trace. The golden light blocked any detection, and anyone who looked in was only able to see vaguely what was going on.
The Buddha's disciples on earth are extremely powerful, and the Heavenly City seems to be a gathering place of demons, but if anyone wants to compete with him, nine out of ten times they will be defeated.
…
Night, deep mountains, campfire.
Gu Zongchen sat cross-legged on the green grass with a bonfire lit in front of him, reading a Buddhist scripture in his hand silently.
“It’s finally out!”
Lu Dong turned into black mist, occupying half of Gu Zongchen's face. His yin and yang appearance was exactly the same as the ugly Buddha in the daytime. He said unhappily, "Little monk, why did you stop me in the daytime? If I asked you to follow that woman, you should just follow her. Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"
"Lust is like a steel knife that scrapes bones. Donor Lu is obsessed and will suffer from his unstable mind. Although you are with him... In short, you are just a skeleton with red powder and flesh and bones." Gu Zongchen frowned.
To be honest, he didn't quite understand. After Lu Bei cut off his evil thoughts, his six senses should be pure, and he should only seek immortality without any worldly desires.
However, he was not stingy with food and had all the desires that ordinary people have. Not only did he not kill them, but his strength magnified them infinitely.
How strange!
“Hehehehe—”
Lu Dong laughed heartily, somewhat disdainfully: "What nonsense is the monk talking about? He is him, I am me, how can we compare? Do you really think I am greedy for women?"
Gu Zongchen didn't say anything. He looked at Lu Dong through Lu Bei. This was indeed the case.
"It's ridiculous. I asked you to follow that woman not because of her beauty, but because of the man beside her." Lu Dong said in a deep voice.
Gu Zongchen's heart tightened as he recalled the scene when they met during the day. Thinking about it carefully, the young man had a raised brow and a handsome appearance, and could be called a rare talent among men.
"If I'm not mistaken, he is Lu Xi!"
"Lucy?!"
"Yes, you have seen East, South, and North. Now this Lu Xi..."
Lu Dong pondered for a moment, organized his words, and gave a fair evaluation: "He is indeed a waste. Look at his mean look. He is even worse than Lu Bei."
Gu Zongchen opened his mouth, and everyone from the east, south, west and north gathered together, there was no place for him at all.
"Who exactly is Mr. Lu, and why can he eliminate all of your evil thoughts?" Gu Zongchen couldn't help but ask. This doubt has been bothering him for a long time.
Lu Donghe and Lu Xi are fine, but the key is Lu Nan, who has great supernatural powers when he is born.
Gu Zongchen remembered that Lu Dong once explained that Lu Nan was just lucky and took advantage of a ready-made opportunity to achieve his current supreme demonic power. If Lu Dong had been born earlier, he could have done the same.
But Gu Zongchen didn't think so. He firmly believed that Lu Bei was the reincarnation of an immortal and that there must have been some great cause and effect in his previous life.
Otherwise, why is it that other people’s demon-slaying thoughts are mediocre, while Lu Bei’s demon-slaying thoughts can reach the Heavenly Demon Realm, and he is an extraterritorial demon from the moment he is born.
There must be something fishy going on here!
"That Demon Slaying Sutra should have been passed down by a great master of the previous generation of the Heavenly Demon Realm..."
Lu Dong speculated: "There is no point in talking now, go find Lu Xi, that kid is too useless, while he is still weak, I will find a way to devour him, I will become stronger, and you will become stronger too."
Gu Zongchen ignored him. Lu Dong jumped up and down anxiously, trying to seize control of the body by force. After three steps, he was suppressed again.
—
The world city.
This place is the territory of Tianwailou, one of the five cities and twelve mountains. There is also a pagoda standing in the city, which is one of the killers' camps.
At the end of the deserted alley, the lights in the Red Gate Courtyard were off.
In the yard, Xing Li, who had been brutally beaten, was lying in a spread-eagle position, his eyes rolled back, and his hands and feet twitching occasionally.
There was no foaming at the mouth, he really didn't have a drop left.
Jing Xinwu stood aside, her body was beautiful, bathed in the light of stars and moon, her skin was even whiter than the bright moon.
She glanced at Xing Li indifferently, thinking that this guy was extremely talented. She had tasted the sweetness of his tricks and could not stop herself for a while.
Unfortunately, his cultivation level is still a little low and it will be useless after just a few uses.
"Get up, stop playing dead."
Jing Xin lifted her jade-like feet lightly and stepped on Xing Li's face. Against the backdrop of the little black face, her beautiful feet were soft and shiny, and her crystal clear toes were as delicate as pink peach petals. She was charming and seductive, yet also playful and cute.
Xing Li opened his eyes and, using the moonlight to illuminate them, scanned the entire length of the straight legs upwards, like a golden-faced Buddha.
Jing Xinwu's face flushed, and he slid down on his toes and stepped on the word "wood". "No wonder my disciple favors you so much and is willing to let you take his essence. You are indeed a good person."
Xing Li said with a serious face: "Grandmaster, I just fulfilled my duty as a disciple. It was Grandmaster who started it first."
"Don't be so playful in front of me. There must be other reasons why she is under your control."
Jing Xinwu lowered his head with red eyes, looking into Xing Li's eyes. A fragrant breeze with unspeakable passion blew on Xing Li's face: "Tell me, what opportunity did you get to crack the secret inheritance of the Hehuan Sect?"
Xing Li was dizzy, drooling, and kept saying he didn't understand anything and kept complaining.
“It’s pretty hard!”
Jing Xinwu sneered, his eyes were red as if dripping blood, he pulled Xing Li up and gave him a deep kiss.
After a verbal exchange, Jing Xinwu, the ancestor of the Yanyue Hehuan Sect, activated the secret Yin-Yang method, and his soul stepped into Xing Li's sea of consciousness, wanting to use the soul-searching method to see for himself.
The so-called Yanyue Hehuan Sect has never been a formal sect.
At first glance, the inheritance of the Way of Yin and Yang points directly to the supreme Taoist mind method, which is indeed the case. However, Jing Xinwu tampered with the inheritance of the method and left a backdoor that only he knew about.
In the entire Yanyue Hehuan Sect, all the disciples are furnace cauldrons. They use relatively gentle methods of breeding Gu to cultivate excellent furnace cauldrons, and finally she personally draws the nourishment.
Even her direct disciple, the current sect leader Gongsun, could not escape his fate and was raped several times without knowing it.
Jing Xinwu guessed that Xing Li also found the loophole and blocked it with the help of chance, so he was able to suppress Gongsun. If it had not been discovered early, Xing Li would have been out of the control of the inheritance in time.
The dark sea of consciousness is boundless, just like a pitch-black ocean, with crashing waves and raging seas all black and sticky.
Jing Xinwu walked barefoot, his soul transformed into fluttering white clothes, looking at this strange scene he had never seen before in confusion.
After a moment, her face lit up with joy, and she looked forward to the opportunity Xing Li had gotten even more.
A ray of red light shot out, cutting through the thorns and splitting the black sea, rumbling to both sides.
At the end of the sea and sky, a figure slowly walked towards them.
Xing Li was wearing a long robe of black mist, his eyes were divided into yin and yang, and his sleeves were rolling up yin and yang fish, and his aura was unpredictable. The invisible robe dragged, connecting the sky above and the ground below, with black and white colors of uncertain light and dark.
What a weird soul!
Jing Xinwu frowned slightly, but didn't think much about it. As he said, if you inherit her legacy, you will be controlled by her for the rest of your life.
A mere person in the Tribulation Period cannot turn the world upside down!
She took a step forward and stood in front of Xing Li. She raised her five fingers and clasped his neck. She then used her soul-searching technique to search through Xing Li's memory.
Surprisingly, Xing Li, who was in his early twenties, did not have many memories, and in just two short years, very little.
At first glance, Jing Xinwu saw a pretty boy with delicate features, who looked like a top-grade cauldron.
"Who is this person?"
The second time I looked, I saw a dark world without any sky or earth, with a huge black sun across the sky. There was a supreme being sitting on top of the sun, looking down with ten eyes, and wiping out countless lives with a wave of his hand.
Jing Xinwu was terrified, his soul felt like it fell into an ice cave, he felt a biting cold in his heart, a deep fear was planted, his soul, which had no entity, was frightened to the point of being unable to move.
“Hehehehe—”
Xing Li grabbed hold of Roudi and slowly moved her away: "How is it, facing the master of the Heavenly Demon Realm, do you feel that your soul is about to die?"
Jing Xinwu was shocked that Xing Li had actually escaped from her control.
"There is no control in the first place, so how can we escape from it?"
Xing Li raised his hand and nodded: "I, no, I know what you are thinking about."
He put his five fingers together and thrust them into Jing Xinwu's chest. "Woman, you are so courageous that you dare to break into the territory of the outer demons. It's no wonder that I have to kowtow and pretend to be bewitched by your beauty."
Jing Xinwuxin became even more frightened and tried various means to escape from the sea of consciousness.
"Don't waste your energy. With your limited cultivation, after seeing his true face, do you really think you are still alive?" Xing Li's eyes lit up. In one sentence, seven truths and three lies, the moment Jing Xinwu's mind relaxed, the long-awaited black and white colors flooded down.
Crash-
The black sea of consciousness was crashing against the shore, and everything returned to normal.
In a short while, Jing Xinwu safely exited her sea of consciousness and returned to her own body. She let go of Xing Li and wiped the saliva from her mouth: "So that's how it is. A magic weapon protects the soul. I thought it was some great opportunity."
As she was speaking, her eyes suddenly became cloudy, and her eyes were divided into yin and yang, and she became silent.
"Gravekeeper White Tiger, Bi Yuewu..."
"Suzaku and Xuanwu are here. You can enter the secret realm tomorrow with the ink token..."
Jing Xinwu spread out her hands, with more than 20 black-lettered tokens suspended in the air. The corners of her mouth curved up: "Lu Bei, Lu Bei, you shouldn't have come to the Far West. I didn't expect that it would be so easy to kill you."
Twenty rays of light flew into the night sky, streaking across the sky like shooting stars.
"What Lu Nan, Lu Dong, they are all trash!"
“Hehehehe—”