Chapter 1493 Dark Wind

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In the Green Lotus Void Realm, waves of sobbing sounds lingered around, like the sighs of ghosts, lasting for a long time. Not only that, but there was also a kind of coldness in the sobs. This was not pure ice cold or natural cold, but a coldness that penetrated into the soul, as if even the soul was being pulled away.

The monks who enter the virtual realm can easily lose their way in this coldness. It's not that there are any illusory formations inside, but if you stay in the coldness for a long time, the sad feeling of loneliness and helplessness will gradually take over your mind and become deeper and deeper. Even the most determined person will get lost. .

Only then did the Buddhist techniques reveal their mystery. They looked at their noses with their eyes, their noses and their hearts, their lips kept trembling up and down, and they murmured Sanskrit chants, which reduced the cold atmosphere spreading around them.

But these had no impact on Cheng Ling at all. On the contrary, he was ecstatic. This aura is so familiar, it is similar to the Netherworld Sea of ​​Fire that obtained the Golden Page in Chapter 6 when he was in the mortal world.

Although the coldness here was worse than the sea of ​​fire, it was still not as good as the Netherworld. What surprised him was that the Golden Page Technique could still be absorbed, and the Taoism on the other side could finally be supplemented by the power of the Netherworld.

The Taoist intention of the other side is one of the three supreme Taoist ideas in the Netherworld, which brought him great help. ‏‎‏‎‏​‎‏‎​‏‏‎‎‏‏ Unfortunately, after returning to the fairy world, the supply of the power of the nether world was almost cut off. The Taoist intention of the other side was consumed once every time it was used. In the end, he did not hesitate to self-explode the inner space in the body. Cold attribute planets to support.

It's better now, so much netherworld aura is enough for the self-destructed stars to evolve again. By now, he also understood what Xie Feng was talking about. This time, it is not only necessary to make up for the previous consumption, but also to open up a wider star space to store the power of the netherworld.

Cheng Ling's soul level was very high, and his will was even more determined. Under the influence of the immortal energy, his mind became lighter, and the whimpering sounds around him disappeared in his ears in an instant.

He sat cross-legged and started using the Golden Page Technique. Suddenly, the ghostly aura flowing around him seemed to have found an outlet, swarming in like a tornado and quickly spreading to the surrounding areas.

Ten miles...fifty miles...hundred miles...thousands of miles...

Although the virtual world is huge, it is impossible for Cheng Ling to absorb it like this. In less than a few days, the cold atmosphere in the space was reduced by half.

The monks scattered all over the virtual world are all confused. Before coming, the sect master warned many times that the environment in Qinglianxu is extremely dangerous and dangerous. Without a certain level of Buddhist practice, it is impossible to withstand the cold inside. But now It seems that the coldness is weakening every day, and now there is no need to recite Buddhist scriptures.

This situation was more beneficial to them. They all accelerated their speed and ran towards the exit of the virtual world.

There are thirty-six virtual realms in the Green Lotus Virtual Realm, which are divided into three levels: upper, middle and lower. Each level corresponds to twelve places. Therefore, the monks who entered the virtual realm are also scattered among the twelve virtual realms, and the virtual realms they are currently in are all low-grade, and the netherworld breath inside has not yet reached its peak.

In the past half month, the ghostly aura in the virtual world has been unable to satisfy Cheng Ling's absorption. He opened his eyes and murmured: "Yes, the three cold planets that self-destructed before have been made up for, but this is not enough. We have to find another virtual world to absorb them. Where is the way out here?"

Cheng Ling stood up and scanned the area with his consciousness. He found nothing. When he looked at the relic beads given to him by Qingya, there was no reaction.

"No matter what, just choose a direction at will. You can always find a way to leave." After talking to himself for a while, Cheng Ling rose into the air, chose a direction and flew away.

In the virtual world, naturally there cannot be only the aura of the netherworld. There are also some rare treasures of heaven and earth, but most of those treasures have cold attributes. While Cheng Ling was looking for a way to leave, he randomly picked some and put them into his body. He also gained a lot.

After flying like this for five days, an extremely sad and desolate scream suddenly sounded in my ears, and a man wearing a white monk's uniform appeared in his consciousness, but at this time, the monk's uniform on this man's body had become filthy.

He waved a crescent shovel in his hand and fought his way through, as if there were countless demons in front of him, but in fact, there was no one in front of him.

The yellow sand on the ground is on him

Under the attack, it turned into a long sand ditch. In just a moment, the sand returned to its original state in the whining cold wind.

"Kill you! I'm going to kill you..." The man kept roaring, and the crescent shovel even fired out blades, but there was nothing around him, and there was no obstacle. .

Cheng Ling was about to give him a prayer, but he saw the man suddenly fell down, and the crescent shovel in his hand was stretched out before it fell from the air.

Cheng Ling landed on the ground and stood not far from the man. He glanced over with his consciousness, only to find that the man had expired. This is a Buddhist monk who is in the realm of Nirvana. He looks like he is dressed like ‏‎‏‎‏​‎‏‎​‏‏‎‎‏‏A disciple of Broken Leaf Buddhism. He actually lost his mind in the virtual world and ended up hallucinating. Fighting among them until the immortal essence withers away and dies, this cannot but be said to be a kind of sadness.

I don’t know how long he has been fighting, let alone how many times he has used magic weapons to attack.

Gusts of cold wind blew by, and the male cultivator who died of exhaustion of immortality was buried in the yellow sand and disappeared in an instant. At this time, his crescent shovel fell down and was inserted next to the sand pile where he had just been buried. It was like a simple tombstone, but the tombstone disappeared in the blink of an eye under the cruelty of the cold wind.

Cheng Ling stood in silence in front of the pile of sand for a long time without moving. He didn't take anything from the monk, not even the storage ring. He just saw a name on the handle of the crescent shovel, Nie Shura. .

A Buddhist disciple in the Nirvana realm died inexplicably in this virtual world. Among the eight tribes, Asura is the best at fighting. Maybe he once had a great reputation and even dominated the world. Maybe there are people waiting for him to go back, but now he died in this virtual world. If Cheng Ling hadn't seen it, maybe there would have been no one. Does anyone know.

"It's really risky to seek wealth and honor at risk..." He sighed secretly. Just when Cheng Ling was about to leave, he suddenly felt a wave of panic in his heart, as if he was being struck by something invisible. He is always staring at things, and as long as he makes the slightest movement, the things staring at him will pounce on him.

Cheng Ling's scalp felt numb for a while. He believed in his own feelings too much. Even if his consciousness couldn't scan it, he still felt something was wrong.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and a deep purple flame flashed through. Although he had only cultivated to the first level of Jiuyang True Fire, and even completed the first level, Cheng Ling had a hunch that only True Fire could save him in this weird situation.

The moment after the deep purple flames flashed, a light red sun suddenly rose above Cheng Ling's head like a rising sun. In an instant, countless light red lights burst out, like a bright star that suddenly exploded. , came without warning.

Under the pale red sun, Cheng Ling saw a faint shadow approaching behind him. Cold sweat instantly flowed down his back. With his perfect soul state comparable to that of the Immortal Emperor, not only could he not sweep this shadow away, but he even noticed it with his natural sensitivity when it came behind him. This was terrifying!

If he hadn't had Nine Yang True Fire, what would have been the consequences? Cheng Ling thought of the monk who had died just now, and suddenly felt a shudder.

This was different from when he was in the Nether World. At that time, he already knew where it was and was prepared in his heart, but he never expected that such a terrifying thing existed in this virtual world.

The dim shadow approached Cheng Ling, and even stretched out its head without any facial features. But when Cheng Ling's "Nine Yang True Fire" was used, the dim shadow suddenly showed a horrified face.

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Under Cheng Ling's Nine Yang True Fire, it was like snow under the scorching sun, dissipating in the blink of an eye without leaving a trace.

Cheng Ling felt light all over, and the frightening feeling disappeared.

Putting away the "Meteor Fire", he had a bad premonition. This was just the lower virtual world, and it was scarier than he imagined.

The shadow that finally disappeared under the Nine Yang True Fire was terrifying. It was certainly not ghost cultivation, nor spiritual cultivation. This turned out to be something he had never heard of or seen before. It was silent and traceless.

Just now, the monk from Broken Leaf Buddha Kingdom kept shouting: "I want to kill you." Is this the shadow? Or is it this kind of shadow? After pondering for a while, he put his fingers together and slowly pulled them over his eyes. A green light flashed in the dark pupils, and the Holy Eye of the Netherworld was opened. No matter what kind of monster it is, there is no way to hide it!

After confirming the direction, his spiritual consciousness swept out, and he was ready to continue on his way. However, his consciousness once again spotted a monk. Just like the monk just now, he waved a magic weapon and passed through his consciousness, with the same panic-stricken expression.

This time, Cheng Ling didn't even think twice and flew over, using the Nine Yang True Fire at the same time. The pale red sun rose suddenly like a flame, shrouding the frightened monk. He clearly saw a faint shadow clinging tightly behind the frightened monk, its head pressed against the back of the other person's neck, as if it was sucking blood.

As soon as the Nine Yang True Fire came out, the shadow immediately felt a scorching heat. Like the previous shadow, it suddenly became frightened and screamed "Ah..." under the Nine Yang True Fire. It faded in an instant, and finally disappeared without a trace like smoke.

After the shadow was melted by Cheng Ling's Nine Yang True Fire, the monk immediately stopped. Without even having time to thank Cheng Ling, he sat down cross-legged, swallowed a pill, and healed himself.

After burning the incense, the monk stood up. Still with a hint of shock, he bent down and clasped his fists to thank Cheng Ling: "Thank you for your life-saving grace. I am a Wu Neng from Mount Fanjing."

"Oh? It turns out to be Master Wu Neng. Some trivial matters are just a simple matter. I would like to ask for advice on how to go to the virtual world below?" Cheng Ling's heart moved. He had not had much contact with this disciple of Fanjing Mountain, so he gave him a favor first and said There is no way to find a way out.

Sure enough, Wu Neng was very happy. He took out an ancient leather map from the storage ring and said: "There is actually nothing mysterious about the thirty-six virtual worlds. How far you can get into depends on fate. The benefactor is kind to me. This map Let’s just consider it as an end to cause and effect!”

Cheng Ling smiled indifferently and didn't care. Buddhists valued cause and effect the most. This guy only used a map to understand the cause and effect of rescue. It was indeed a good plan.