"Grandmaster Cheng, what exactly did you discover?" The Fox Queen became a little uneasy and took a step forward to ask.
Cheng Ling swallowed and said with difficulty: "I saw the scene in that space!"
"What?"
The expressions of everyone present changed drastically, and the spiritual consciousness of all the monks spread out immediately. The others couldn't see it, but Kong Ji, Emperor Shitian, and Fox Queen could see it clearly, and their faces became pale.
A frightening thought emerged in their minds.
Do you want to die in those broken spaces?
"What should we do?" The three people asked in unison. Not only themselves, but also dozens of sect elites, once they fall into the space debris, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for the entire Buddhism.
"Those broken spaces are very strange, like space tearing, and also like an illusion." Cheng Ling said in a condensed voice.
"Illusion?" The Fox Queen cheered up. If it was an illusion, there might be a way.
She took a step forward, her energy flowed through her body, and the rich demon power rose into the sky, and a strange nine-tailed fox appeared behind her.
Kong Ji felt a shiver in her heart. She had never paid much attention to the Fox Queen, but she didn't expect that the other party's cultivation level had advanced further and had already reached the critical point of the Demon Emperor's late stage.
The nine-tailed fox turned into steel whips, continuously extending, gently swimming around the edges of those bubbles, but not daring to touch them easily. After a long time, the breath dissipated, and his face showed a trace of confusion.
"How? What's the gain?"
After closing her eyes for a moment, the fox queen said: "Grandmaster Cheng's feeling is correct. There is indeed something fishy about these bubbles, but I don't dare to touch them easily."
Everyone was silent and expressed their understanding that the power of space distortion was so powerful that even they themselves did not dare to touch it easily.
Cheng Ling pondered for a long time and asked: "Qingya, I remember that your Buddhist sect also has kalpas, which are divided into one quantity, two rituals, three disasters, four phases, five poisons, six consciousnesses, seven emotions, eight sufferings, nine difficulties, etc. It depends on you Look, what calamity is this?"
Qing Ya was startled, her eyes swept over, but she saw the broken space around her was colorful, she couldn't tell what it was, and she didn't know how to explain it for a while.
But this sentence awakened Kongji and Lingxuzi. As for Emperor Shaktian and Suiye Buddha Kingdom, although they both belong to Buddhism, their paths of practice are very different, and their study of Buddhism is thousands of miles away.
Lingxuzi secretly admired him, and combined with his past Buddhist practice, he said: "Master Cheng, when you look at the mysterious scene here, what you see is hazy and illusory, it must be the confusion of the six senses. The six senses are eye consciousness, ear consciousness, nose consciousness, tongue consciousness, and body consciousness. Consciousness, consciousness.”
Cheng Ling's heart moved, and the Holy Eye of the Netherworld opened again. Wherever he looked, the broken space bubbles shattered one by one, as if they did not exist at all.
He immediately said: "Same method, everyone is ready to break the space barrier according to my instructions. Once the portal is opened, quickly pass through."
Everyone was overjoyed. After having their first experience, they no longer had any doubts. They were all ready, waiting for Cheng Ling's order.
A long sword was condensed by Cheng Ling and floated above his head, but he did not give an order, but stopped in place without making any movement.
An hour later, the space debris compressed rapidly and was only more than 500 meters away from everyone. The brutal twisting power suppressed them so much that they broke out in cold sweat, and there was fear in their eyes, even Emperor Shitian and others were no exception.
But they didn't dare to speak out for fear of disturbing Cheng Ling.
Two hundred meters...the distance is constantly shortening, and the mental pressure is increasing.
"Prepare......!"
Just when everyone was about to collapse, Cheng Ling spoke. Everyone was refreshed and concentrated as never before, and the immortal energy in their bodies gathered to its peak.
But the long sword on Cheng Ling's head shot towards a place in the air with a buzzing sound, and then exploded there, and then everyone's immortal energy concentrated on bombarding it.
A wide crack appeared in the space. Cheng Ling felt happy and rushed toward the crack.
"Swish swish swish..."
In just an instant, dozens of monks rushed through the crack like a torrent. When everyone looked back, their faces immediately showed a look of ecstasy. Just passing through a crack, the broken space behind him was no longer there, and even the countless bodhi trees disappeared.
"call......"
Cheng Ling took a deep breath, immediately sat on the floor and closed his eyes. During this period, the Netherworld Holy Eye and Spiritual Consciousness have been greatly consumed and need to be repaired as soon as possible.
The rest of the people were relieved and looked at Cheng Ling with eyes full of admiration and gratitude. No one dared to disturb him.
There was only a soft "rustling" sound left in the space, like the flow of wind. But soon, everyone felt that something was wrong. The sound was very weak at first, and then became clearer and clearer, like a piece of music, and people couldn't help but indulge in it.
Cheng Ling was the first to react and shouted: "Everyone, be careful not to listen to this kind of sound."
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they quickly woke up. Luck closed his ears. But that kind of sound penetrated straight into the soul, even if I closed my ears, it had no effect.
Emperor Shakten smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's a pity that King Kinnara and King Gandharva are not here. If they join forces, such sound skills will not be a problem at all."
Kong Ji and Ling Xuzi rolled their eyes, isn't this nonsense? It's no use knowing that those two are good at music skills.
Cheng Ling shook his head and smiled bitterly. He moved his right hand and the white jade bone flute came into his palm. Soon, a melodious flute sound sounded in everyone's ears, making people feel peaceful, and the rustling sound they heard before was instantly covered.
Musical skills concentrate on playing!
Everyone suddenly calmed down, but Emperor Shitian turned his head and looked behind him, and looked at each other with the Heavenly King, Dragon King, and Garuda King, with fear in their eyes.
The melodious sound of the flute makes people feel as if they are on the top of the clouds. When floating in the dust, the Buddha is washing the Buddha's heart. Everyone just hopes that the sound of the flute will not stop and keep playing, so that their Dharma can be greatly enhanced.
Unfortunately, just when they were intoxicated, the sound of the flute disappeared, and no rustling sound could be heard in their ears. Turning around, he saw Cheng Ling sitting cross-legged on the ground, recovering the energy he had consumed.
This performance made others happy, but he himself was very exhausted. Xie Feng, Qing Ya, and Qing Yi were guarding him with bright eyes, fearing that the monks from Broken Leaf Buddha Country would take the opportunity to cause trouble.
Queen Fox and Lingxuzi pondered for a while, then took a step forward, and the five of them formed a circle to protect him behind them.
After being in danger twice, if it weren't for Cheng Ling's help, she might have died a long time ago. At this time, the Fox Queen completely understood that if she wanted to rescue Hui Xuan, she couldn't rely on her own abilities, she had to ask Cheng Ling.
As for Lingxuzi, he has always been on good terms with Fanhua Temple. When Master Xianhui and Master Mingzhi died, he felt a little shaken in his heart. However, he did not expect that Qingya and Qingyi would enter the fourth decline of heaven and humans at the same time, and they would be with Cheng. To make good friends with Ling, for the future of the sect, we should keep our original intention.
After three days of this, Cheng Ling finally recovered completely. He stood up, nodded slightly to Queen Fox and Lingxuzi, and thanked each other for their protectors.
Lingxuzi then asked: "Master Cheng, where should we go next?"
"Just take it one step at a time!" Cheng Ling didn't have any good ideas. The situation in the palace was completely beyond his imagination, so he could only resort to tricks.
After walking like this for a few days, the scenery in front of them began to change. The sky here seemed to be particularly high. In their field of vision was an endless plain. On this huge endless plain, there were thirteen isolated peaks.
The entire plain is red and yellow, giving people a sense of vastness and desolation, making people feel as if they have returned to ancient times. Hurricanes blow across the plain from time to time, kicking up yellow dust and blurring their eyes.
Everyone stayed on the plain, and suddenly, an inexplicable smell seemed to drift over. The smell is very strange, like the fragrance of vegetation, Buddha's fragrance, or a girl's body fragrance; sometimes, it feels like a burnt smell. In short, there are countless smells lingering on the tip of the nose, making people numb and seeming to lose consciousness completely. .
Lingxuzi hurriedly said: "Everyone be alert, this is nose knowledge, find a way to get out as soon as possible."
Without his reminder, everyone had already woken up and moved forward crazily one by one. According to past experience, as long as they survive for a period of time, these smells will naturally dissipate. The plain is so big that the only way is to rush to the edge of the mountain.
Cheng Ling was also running with the others. In fact, with his ability to shrink to an inch, he could cross the plain in no time. However, Xie Feng and others could not. In order to protect them, he could only wait by his side.
As the saying goes, you can't run fast enough to reach a mountain. Although everyone felt the existence of those peaks, they ran for several hours without end. The smell they felt at the tip of their noses was even more mixed, as if it didn't belong to them.
Cheng Ling sighed, moved his hands together, and struck a series of restrictions around him to slow down the smell that was permeating the air.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and Kong Ji said decisively: "Grandmaster Cheng, just concentrate on releasing the restrictions, and we will protect the law for you."
After saying that, he ordered Huiyuan and Huineng to pick up Cheng Ling and run away. Now Cheng Ling was completely liberated, and the restrictions in his hands were released regardless of the cost, which made everyone feel much relieved.
After two days of running, the smell finally dissipated and we reached the end of the plain. Everyone took a deep breath and meditated to recover their energy. Although this journey is not as dangerous as space debris, it is still exhausting and consumes a lot of energy.
Three days later, everyone set off again, and they had arrived at the foot of those peaks. But just as he was about to climb up, an inexplicable feeling bloomed on the tip of his tongue.
This feeling is sometimes bitter, sometimes sweet, sometimes spicy, sometimes salty, sometimes sour, and it is extremely uncomfortable.
Without further explanation, they understood that this was tongue consciousness. Not only that, in their minds, they seemed to see countless long and thin tongues, each tongue swaying continuously and launching sharp attacks, as if they had entered a world of tongues.
Cheng Ling's strong mental power and will came into play, and he woke up as soon as possible. To break this feeling, he had to be stronger than it.
Consciousness sank into his mind, recalling the ups and downs of a lifetime of practicing Taoism, and suddenly a sword struck out and stabbed into the void.
This sword has almost no power and is extremely weird, but the sword intention contained in it is the ultimate sourness, not only the sourness of taste, but also the sourness of life, death, labor, and harvest... ....
In an instant, the acidity struck by Cheng Ling completely covered the acidity they felt, allowing everyone to regain their brief clarity.
