The fog is very thick.
This is the first sensory experience that the Dharma has experienced after entering this cemetery, and it is also the most obvious one among the many manifestations of this cemetery.
The white mist is hazy.
To say that I can't see my fingers is a bit exaggerated.
After all, Fa Xian and other disciples of Tianyin Temple are all cultivators of immortality. Being able to hear and see well is only the most basic requirement, and flying into the sky and escaping from the earth is not a problem.
But what made Fa Xiang feel uneasy was not that his vision was partially blocked, but that he couldn't see through the white mist.
This means that his perceptions are suppressed.
But the matter had come to this, and he had no room to look back.
Not to mention that he was radicalized, but the people from Qingyun Sect, Fenxiang Valley and others who followed him now decided that he could not act cautiously and had to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and bite the bullet.
Dharma is very aware of this.
But this doesn't mean that he can't remind his fellow disciples.
After reaching out to catch a wisp of mist and analyzing it but not noticing anything, Faxiang's face darkened and he reminded in a low voice:
"There's something weird about this mist!"
"Don't stand too spread out to avoid getting lost."
"When you encounter danger, call as soon as possible. If you feel that there are no two or more brothers around, stop immediately, stand on the spot and call for rescue. At the same time, be sure to stay alert to the surroundings!"
"If my guess is correct, these mists may have the ability to create illusions. Therefore, even if you see your fellow apprentices trapped, do not take action immediately to avoid accidental injuries!"
Several Tianyin Temple disciples who were standing in a row with the Faxiang nodded their heads and responded in low voices at the same time.
Behind the disciples of Tianyin Temple, the people of Qingyun Sect headed by Lu Xueqi, and the people of Fenxiang Valley headed by Dongfang Yuan naturally heard the voice of Dharma. Except for Dongfang Yuan, the instigator, who remained calm, everyone else was as if they were present. Enemy.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Only Li Xun seemed to feel something. He looked at the white mist in front of him with a strange expression, then reached out to catch a wisp and put it in his palm for observation.
"Does it feel familiar?"
"Like your Cold Soul King Flame?"
Beside him, Dongfang Yuan's voice suddenly sounded.
Li Xun was suddenly frightened, and his body trembled unconsciously. Fortunately, he still had some sense and suppressed the subconscious reflexes caused by years of fighting. He smiled bitterly and complained helplessly:
"Young Master, please take it easy!"
"In this kind of environment, if someone scares someone, it's really possible to scare them to death!"
"However, after hearing what you said, I did feel a strange and familiar feeling, just like a part of my Cold Soul King Flame, cold and soft."
Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and others looked slightly sideways.
They are already in the middle of the team.
shoulder the task of inheriting the past and linking the future.
If the Tianyin Temple disciples in front are attacked, they must ensure that they provide support as soon as possible. In this team, because Lu Xueqi and others have relatively high cultivation levels, they are naturally in the core area, that is, in the middle of the team and behind them. The place.
Afterwards, there are Dongfang Yuan, Yan Hong and others.
It can be said that they are all at the first level and ninth level.
Except Dongfang Yuan.
After all, Dongfang Yuan has already broken through to the second level.
Therefore, although there are several first-order and ninth-level top forces in the forward and middle positions, most of the combat power is in the back row.
And Li Xun spoke very quietly.
Naturally, the Faxiang in front of him and the people at Tianyin Temple beside him didn't hear it and kept walking forward at the original speed.
Therefore, Dongfang Yuan raised his voice slightly.
He stretched out his hand to catch a wisp of white mist and said with emotion:
"Your feelings are correct."
"Because this is what
They are the soul fragments of the cultivators. "
"To put it simply, it's spiritual power."
"Perhaps you don't know how many elites the Blood Refining Hall lost in the battle against the Ten Thousand Poison Gate. You just saw the results."
"Actually, after that battle, the Blood Refining Hall directly suffered losses of nearly two thousand people, and that's not counting the number of people who were seriously injured and died. They were all the people who had lost their vitality on the spot!"
"After the Wan Du Sect was wiped out, in order to eradicate the influence of the Wan Du Sect, the Blood Refining Hall sacrificed nearly 1,500 lives in the first five years; after five years, it was completely included in the Blood Refining Hall. Church, but had to face some small frictions between demons."
"In these years, no fewer than four hundred people have been lost."
"Totaling up the bits and pieces, there are four thousand people."
"In order to set an example for the younger disciples of the Blood Refining Hall, and to remember the names of these victims forever, the Blood Refining Hall specially set up this cemetery after the battle against the Ten Thousand Poison Sect."
"Every Qingming Festival, elite disciples will be summoned to worship."
"Therefore, this cemetery where more than four thousand cultivators are buried, although it cannot allow the souls of the deceased to remain, there are still more or less soul fragments in the mist, and it continues to suppress everyone's perception."
"After all, even if these four thousand people are dead and their souls have gone with the wind, the spiritual power left behind will still not be a problem to suppress dozens of immortal cultivators."
Listening to Dongfang Yuan's calm narration, both Li Xun and Yan Hong, as well as Lu Xueqi, Tian Linger and Qi Hao not far away, all felt an unspeakable shock.
Four thousand cultivators are buried here!
Even if they are righteous people, they still have to admire the generosity of the Blood Refining Hall!
After all, what the Blood Refining Hall does is different from the rules of all cultivation sects; the Blood Refining Hall can bury all the victims together regardless of high or low, while all other cultivation sects must reach the second level. , so that after death you can be worshiped by your descendants!
Take Qingyunmen as an example.
Although there are many spiritual tablets standing in the ancestral hall on the back mountain of Tongtian Peak, looking at the thousand-year history of Qingyun Sect, it can still be confirmed that there are many disciples who have not been included in them!
Otherwise, the ancestral hall would not be able to hold so many.
The lifespan of a cultivator is certainly very long.
But the difficulty of cultivating immortality is also first-class.
Looking at the past history, there are only a few people who have cultivated to the current state of Daoxuan. Most of the disciples died well after living over a hundred years old and were finally buried properly.
After all, this world is about returning fallen leaves to their roots.
Some disciples are indeed buried on Qingyun Mountain.
Some disciples were brought back to their hometowns by their brothers.
A hundred years from now, maybe no one will remember it.
Therefore, it is naturally impossible to intuitively feel the psychological oppression caused by the cemetery being picked up by four thousand immortal cultivators.
Li Xun's lips moved slightly.
But I don't know how to evaluate this kind of behavior.
Dongfang Yuan didn't say much. He just reached out and patted this senior brother on the shoulder. After looking into the distance, he softly added:
"On the tombstones of these people after their death, their merits and demerits during their lifetimes are engraved, as well as epitaphs chosen by them or that they did not have time to choose."
"Some epitaphs were chosen by them during their lifetime and were engraved on them by their companions who had a good relationship with them after their death; some epitaphs were chosen by them before they were alive. Faced with this situation, the Blood Refining Hall Generally there are two approaches.”
"One way is to use their catchphrases."
"One kind is the last words that are remembered."
"Therefore, some of the epitaphs look ridiculous and do not match their life histories, but these are indeed evidence of their existence... rather than fabrications by future generations."
After hearing Dongfang Yuan say this, both Lu Xueqi and other Qingyun Sect disciples, as well as Li Xun and Yan Hong, all felt an unspeakable shock and confusion.
Qi Hao couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Master Shao Gu, if these devils from the demon sect have done something that is harmful to nature, but in their mind it is a glorious thing, then wouldn't this kind of record be able to hide it from the public?"
"Like Tianyin Temple?"
Li Xun doesn't have such a good temper.
He picked up something from his heart and attacked him.
The Faxiang in front couldn't help but stop slightly, frowned and looked back at Dongfang Yuan and others not far behind him, and then asked loudly:
"But what happened?"
"Does Master Young Valley have any new orders?"
Li Xun stopped speaking instantly.
Qi Hao couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.
Dongfang Yuan, however, was very calm. As he walked forward, he replied softly: "Nothing was found, you can continue to move forward!"
Fa Ying responded, turned around and continued to explore the road.
But when Lu Xueqi and others heard the sound of Faxiang's reply, they seemed to be confused. Lu Xueqi subconsciously covered her ears, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and turned to look at Dongfang Yuan.
"Master Dongfang Young Valley, this is Lu Xueqi."
"I have a question. I wonder if it can be answered?"
Lu Xueqi cupped her hands and stood there coldly and asked.
Seeing this, several people around him couldn't help but focus on Lu Xueqi. Li Xun even pursed his lips and managed to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart.
Dongfang Yuan's performance was quite calm.
He glanced at Lu Xueqi and nodded.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi quickly asked in a low voice:
"Excuse me, Lord Dongfang Shaogu, I just noticed that you did not speak loudly, but fellow Taoist Faxiang in the distance clearly heard your answer; and at the same distance, fellow Taoist Faxiang's answer reached me. But my ears are filled with confusion."
"I don't know, what's the difference between the two?"
"Is it possible to ignore this sound blocking effect after reaching a certain level?"
"Then once you reach a certain level, can you regain your original perception and ignore this sense of mental oppression and restraint?"
"I hope Lord Dongfang Shaogu can enlighten me."
Hearing Lu Xueqi pointed out the question in a sudden tone, Tian Linger, Qi Hao and others couldn't help but feel confused. They turned their eyes to Dongfang Yuan, as if they were expecting Dongfang Yuan to answer.
Dongfang Yuan spread his hands, looking helpless.
"Even if I say it, you won't understand."
"Why can't we, the younger generation, who are so talented and able to dominate one side and even overwhelm both good and evil in our youth, hold our heads high?"
"The main reason is that people are different."
"Enlightenment is not about being pure and aloof, nor is it simply about learning or understanding a spell, but about analyzing the nature of the world!"
"Therefore, this is not a difference in realm."
"Even if the head of Tianyin Temple or Qingyun Sect comes, there is still a certain gap between us and our current state. Although they can use their strength to crush us and defeat us, they will never be able to defeat us without using the same level of power as ours. There’s no way to kill us.”
"So, I can only say that you can see the essence through the phenomenon."
"Because in the final analysis, it's all about this."
"If your Qingyun Sect's Taoist Lu Yuan is still there, maybe he can explain it to you in detail. After all, the Ten Thousand Dharma Domain in his hands is by far the strongest. However, due to the fact that his cultivation level has not improved, his performance is not good. Just come out."
"Therefore, with the explanation of the field of ten thousand laws, maybe a few of you can touch this threshold, but it is still a difficulty to actually cross this threshold."
"On this road, there are four watersheds."
"The first one is to sense it."
"The second one is to touch."
"The third one is to learn to use it."
"The fourth one is complete mastery."
"Every watershed has a gap that cannot be filled with magic. This is why we are called geniuses."
Dongfang Yuan said so much, but Waiting for Yu didn't say anything.
At the very least, for some people who don’t understand, it is equivalent to saying nothing.
Lu Xueqi didn't understand.
Qi Hao didn't understand either.
Li Xun and Yan Hong were even more confused.
Tian Linger was confused after hearing this.
It seems that he understands something, but he also seems not to understand.
But Lu Xueqi understood one thing.
Not everyone can practice and control this spell in the Ten Thousand Laws Domain, because once they master this spell, it means that the cultivator will be among the ranks of the geniuses!
After all, Dongfang Yuan personally admitted that the realm of ten thousand arts is by far the strongest path, and it is also the most obvious and detailed spell leading to this unknown path!
In other words, this is one.
Among the four watersheds, it is the first to sense them.
As we all know, among all magic techniques, perception is only the most basic part. Being able to separate realms for perception alone shows how difficult this road is!
However, just when Lu Xueqi was still about to ask, Fa Xiang and others in front had officially entered the cemetery and were officially surrounded by endless tombstones.
Lu Xueqi could only suppress her doubts and temporarily raised her vigilance. Like all her fellow disciples, she looked around nervously.
Zeng Shushu is quite informal.
After scratching his head, he walked to a tombstone and looked at the tombstone and the writings engraved on it. He even picked up the unlit incense placed in front of the tombstone and looked at it.
However, the team is still moving forward.
Zeng Shushu didn't dare to stay here for a long time.
I don't even dare to cause any loopholes in the team because of my own distraction.
Therefore, after a brief glance, he quickened his pace, kept up with the team, and maintained the original formation.
Dongfang Yuan may be the only one who is calm.
I even had time to wipe the tombstone.
The eyelids of all the disciples jumped.
But soon, no one bothered to watch Dongfang Yuan.
At the front of the team, about forty meters away, a Tianyin Temple disciple obviously had something wrong. His whole body leaned forward unconsciously, and he immediately let out a piercing scream.
The Dharma Minister was frightened, but he did not dare to rush forward immediately. He just stood there and shouted loudly: "What happened?"
"foot!"
"Something grabbed my foot!"
"Still pulling, still pulling down!"
"It's already buried, I can't see it!
! "
The cries of the disciples of Tianyin Temple immediately pushed the weird atmosphere to the climax. The Dharma looked once again, and while turning on the Brahma Prajna, he shouted: "Flame illumination!"
Hearing this, Li Xun waved his hand quickly.
In everyone's speechless gaze, pale flames burst into the white mist. Although it provided a certain brightness, it made the atmosphere even weirder.
Seeing this, Yan Hong sighed.
"Forget it, let me do it!"
As he spoke, a ball of golden flame suddenly ignited in his hand. The fiery temperature and violent flame shape instantly illuminated everything about fifty meters in front of him, which also stabilized everyone's mentality to some extent.
Lighting a white fire in the white mist and lighting a golden flame in the white mist are both fires and both bring a certain amount of light, but they give people completely different feelings.
Color itself is important.
White is in cool tones.
Gold, on the other hand, is in warm tones.
In a blank room, illuminated by an absolutely white light, even if you don't do anything,
You can feel the chill coming from your heart.
certainly.
The prerequisite is to stay in this environment for a long time.
Under a warm-toned light, such as the ambient light that couples love to use most, the atmosphere will unconsciously become lazy, making people unconsciously want to do some illogical things.
Humans are such strange creatures.
Therefore, when the golden flames of Yan Hong appeared, the previous terrifying atmosphere instantly disappeared. While bombarding the ground, the Dharma Prime stretched out his hand and pulled the unfortunate ghost up from the ground.
In place, only a deep pit was left.
Nothing exists, nothing remains.
The Tianyin Temple disciple who was rescued sat on the ground in shock and took a few breaths. Then, he seemed to remember something and quickly pulled up the corners of his trouser legs.
as expected.
A shocking purple and blue scar appeared on his ankle.
Zeng Shushu couldn't help but take a breath of air.
The same was true for Qi Hao, but he immediately noticed the hole on the ground. After taking a closer look, he said in a deep voice:
"It should be a kind of monster!"
"This kind of monster can escape from the ground!"
"Look, the scars on his ankles are not human handprints. Although they have obvious forks, the length, width and number are completely different."
"It's impossible for someone to have seventeen fingers, right?"
"One finger can be more than ten centimeters long?"
"So no need to panic."
"The only thing I'm not sure about is what kind of monsters these monsters are, and I don't know how to deal with these monster beasts that suddenly attack!"
"After all, we can't always stare at the ground. We have to observe the surroundings. These monsters happen to escape to the ground. Whether there are some monsters specifically attacking around are still unknown."
Having said this, Qi Hao pondered slightly.
Obviously he didn't think of any good solution.
Fa Xiang thought of a clever trick, and couldn't help but look at Dongfang Yuan and Lu Xueqi who was beside Dongfang Yuan, and asked in a deep voice: "I wonder if there are any fellow Taoists in your sect who are good at earth and stone magic?"
"Are you trying to consolidate the ground?"
"If the ground becomes hard, the monsters won't be able to come out?"
Lin Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked tentatively.
The Dharma Prime Minister nodded immediately.
Immediately, Dongfang Yuan laughed.
"On the territory of the Blood Refining Hall, the people of the Blood Refining Hall pay attention to the quality of the soil, and also pay attention to the soil that has been treated long ago in a place like this. It is really a stupid suggestion."
"Everything you can think of, others have already thought of it."
"Instead of being anxious and cautious, it is better to see if there is anything available around you and use local materials to resolve this crisis!"
"The Blood Refining Hall pays attention to destiny."
"Because the leader of the Blood Refining Hall is good at observing heaven and deducing destiny, the Blood Refining Hall naturally has these unwritten customs."
"As the saying goes, there must be antidote herbs within a hundred steps of a poisonous snake. Therefore, the Blood Refining Hall must be set up according to this rule."
After saying that, Dongfang Yuan looked around.
Immediately, under everyone's surprised eyes, he quickly walked to a tombstone, squatted down, and picked up a stack of unopened incense.
After opening it neatly, three sticks were left. Then he threw all the remaining incense to Yan Hong and explained calmly:
"This should be the antidote to the poison."
"I'm actually very happy that he didn't let that beast in. This at least prevented us from suffering huge casualties in the early stages."
"As for these little troubles, they are just appetizers."
"Don't take any chances."
"Of course, it's up to you to decide."
"It's okay not to order."
"As long as you are sincere."
After saying this, Dongfang Yuan flicked the incense in his hand.
The three incense sticks burned immediately.
Birds and blue smoke slowly rise.
The white mist around him was receding at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Li Xun, Yan Hong, and all the Fenxiang Valley disciples lit them without hesitation, and then randomly found a tombstone to pay their respects.
Qingyunmen's side is more particular.
Lu Xueqi specially found a female immortal cultivator, burned incense and worshiped three times; the others carefully selected and worshiped some deceased whose merits outweighed their faults.
The face of Tianyin Temple looked extremely ugly at the moment. He glanced at the junior brother who had just been frightened, and a look of anger flashed in his eyes. After snorting coldly, he scolded in a low voice:
"What kind of behavior would it be to worship the devil with righteousness?"
"I, Tianyin Temple, are upright and aboveboard. I have never been afraid of these rats, let alone worshiping them, just to avoid the attack of monsters!"
"In this world, what matters most is integrity!"
Li Xun had just finished his obeisance at this time. Hearing the words of the Dharma Prime Minister reprimanding his disciples, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked in a strange tone:
"You do have some backbone."
"But you can't stop others from being spineless!"
"What's the use of having a backbone?"
"That's all for the living people to see!"
"When a person dies, it is like a lamp going out. The many causes and effects of right and wrong caused by his actions throughout his life will have their own conclusion after death, and it will be decided by the people of this world."
"It's like one of the four great monks of your sect."
"After death, everyone in the world has given a final verdict!"
"Another example is the genius Lu Yuan."
"After his death, everyone in the world has come to a conclusion!"
"So, don't say it too harshly!"
"When the time comes, I won't be able to get off the stage!"
Hearing Li Xun's sarcasm, the Prime Minister couldn't bear it anymore and lost sight of the overall situation. He asked in a cold voice: "What did you say?"
Yan Hong glanced sideways slightly.
The disciples of Fenxiang Valley are eager to try.
Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao and others, quietly watched the sudden conflict. Unexpectedly, a strong shock suddenly came.
The shaking sensation doesn't last long.
After only three or four seconds, it returned to normal.
But Dongfang Yuan's expression changed significantly.
With a wave of his hand, powerful pressure erupted.
The two people quarreling shut their mouths instantly.
"Puzhi?"
"Lu Yuan?"
Dongfang Yuan whispered to himself.
No one can guess what the young master of Fenxiang Valley means at this moment, and what it means when he talks about these two names.
Only Dongfang Yuan's expression changed slightly.
Immediately, he looked at the people of Qingyun Sect.
Everyone in the Qingyun Sect looked a little nervous. Lu Xueqi stood up calmly, looked at Dongfang Yuan, and asked calmly: "I wonder if Master Dongfang Young Valley has any advice?"
"I don't have any advice..."
Dongfang Yuan nodded slightly.
Then, a shocking sentence was thrown out.
"But I can say with certainty that Daozi Lu Yuan will be buried here!
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