The demon monk Keba had a fierce look on his face, as if he wanted to kill this madman who slandered the Buddha and the saints, but he could not stop the Taoist in front of him from continuing to talk about sensational things.
"Slowly, it grew six tusks pointing upward, began to support the land with seven wriggling tentacles, and moved on the bottom of the bottomless ocean. Perhaps it also grew a huge mouth like a lamprey eel. ? And this damn exchange of ideas reminds me of an unmentionable pictographic name..."
"Jie Ju is so obsessed with destroying lakes and seas, stirring up volcanoes, and devouring and chewing up the life of the Cambrian. You quickly tear off the pictures in your head that you have been thinking about every day, drawings of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, bright kings, bright concubines, and empty Xing Mu’s gorgeous thangka, open your eyes and take a good look! Does it look like what I said?”
The demon monk Keba's bloody body trembled suddenly, as if he had been punched hard in the abdomen. His body hunched over in pain, his hands formed the Vajra Seal symbolizing emptiness, purity, and unchangeability, and he roared angrily.
"Evil heretic! The incarnation of Bo Xun! You are deliberately trying to destroy my achievements!" After saying that, he continued to enter meditation, desperately searching for what he wanted.
Jiang Wen's eyes showed a look of regret, but he seemed to have become numb after experiencing countless disappointments. "My old friend is right. Instead of trying to find ways to change the established world and people, it is better to teach them from childhood. etc. When these righteous children grow up, there may be some hope for this world..."
"I can't let you find the shadow left behind by Xi Zhi, but I can prove that the one buried underneath is the barbarian Jie Ju."
Jiang Wen stood up and put the ancient bronze sword back to his waist, because he knew that what Keba, the demon monk, said was true. His consciousness has now been integrated with the Indra Qubojia insect, and he is also struggling to touch the bottom of the Wuyi Mountains. The huge barbarian monster awakens a terrifying walrus that has been rotting for 360 million years and has not really died yet, and still wants to make waves.
"The barbarian Jieju you prayed for was sleeping in the ancient Chinese continent on the southeast coast at that time. When it wakes up, it will set off a huge flood and submerge this land into the ocean. But that was 360 million years ago In 2008, the world-wide orogeny caused a sudden magma intrusion in the Wuyi Mountains. Billions of tons of hot magma suddenly erupted. The red ocean beat back the black ocean. The giant slugs had no time to escape, so they were buried by the lava and burned by the high temperature. A large number of granite masses suppress it, and that is the Wuyi Mountain."
"Now that Jie Ju is dead, only the obsession remains. Do you still remember the true map of Wuyi obtained by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty? When I saw the water gate dug out in the south, I guessed the north and south of this ancient Minyue city. The structure, mountain shape and water area are all consistent with the structure of the Wuyi Mountains. This ancient city was originally a huge town built to imitate the mountain shape!"
The demon monk Keba had no reply. His face quickly turned gray, and the breath in his nose was completely cut off. However, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if a lama practicing the Pawa Dharma was pulling his soul out of his body and floating into the void.
Jiang Wen glanced at him and stopped talking. He knew that the demon monk was no longer here, but he was everywhere. He was quickly approaching Jie Ji's consciousness, trying to find the imprint of the figure left by "Buddha".
The so-called road to becoming a Buddha is probably the message conveyed by this mountain-like monster walrus through the Indra Bodhisattva insect hatched from its corpse.
The powerful brain waves interfered with the parasites on these walruses, and also gave those who came into contact with tactile, auditory, and tactile responses, conveying the news that the seeds of immortality still existed in the world—the original Xi only imprint still existed. A glimpse of a walrus.
Jiang Wen suddenly had an idea that made him tremble all over - could the appearance of the lava 360 million years ago be a coincidence?
The answer to all of this was that Jiang Wen took out a dark red prismatic rock from his arms, with the full picture of Wuyi's true shape engraved on it with curved strokes. After several collisions, it was thrown into a bottomless underground fissure. among them, disappearing into the dark underground world.
The true shape map of Wuyi represents this Wuyi Mountain. If you wear it, all the evil spirits, tigers and insects in the mountain will not be able to get close to it.
Compared with Jie Ju, who was as big as a mountain range, this stone was too insignificant and inconspicuous. The simple true shape diagram carved on it was as funny as trying to knock down a giant with a feather.
Zhu Xi once guessed, "The name of Lord Wuyi dates back to the Han Dynasty, and he sacrificed dried fish. I don't know what the god is. ... It is suspected that in the past life, when the road was blocked and the Sichuan and Yong Dynasties were not resolved, the Yiluo lived, and the Han Dynasty The one who worships is his ruler."
But Jiang Wen believed that the Wuyi Lord who was sacrificed by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was not a specific figure, but the towering Wuyi Mountain itself!
What this stone represents is the tall and majestic peaks of Wuyi. It is the Wuyi Mountains that "leads Anhui and Zhejiang to the north, controls Fujian to the east, is backed by the Five Ridges to the south, and controls half of the Gansu region to the west." The endless years of tons of granite pressing down on the body, and the hundreds of millions of years of scalding magma that burned it day and night, turned it into a nightmare and terror!
As the True Shape Stone was thrown in, violent light suddenly erupted from the underground fissure, as if a rainbow was crossing the ground. The shining light illuminated the ruins of the palace, and a loud and painful dragon's roar in the hollow resounded through the sky at a frequency that ordinary people could not hear. The voice and soul were filled with the instinctive fear caused by hundreds of millions of years of death!
The green mist stopped drifting away instantly, and the dragon-armored dragonflies stopped flying. Under the influence of chaotic brain waves, the chisel-toothed people all over the mountains and plains subconsciously pursued the dark and gloomy hiding spots, and jumped into the bottomless cracks one after another, like Moths fly into the flame.
In a few breaths, the long-dead demon monk Keba's whole body was shaken violently, and blood oozed from both inside and outside his body. He looked at Jiang Wen with great sorrow.
"you……"
Jiang Wen originally thought that he would use his last breath to mock him, but after waiting for a long time, he heard him say weakly: "Take away the painting on my chest... and give it to my senior brother..."
Jiang Wen thought he heard wrongly.
The demon monk Keba stretched out his hand and pulled off the skin of the painted skeleton corpse of the master of Tuolin like a cloth, and threw it towards Jiang Wen. At this time, his body was exhausted, like a dead tree.
"You're going to go to hell after death - but that's okay, you won't have many acquaintances in heaven anyway."
Jiang Wen sighed, feeling that the entire ancient city and the entire mountain were beginning to collapse amid the earth shaking. In fear, Jie Ju gave up the movement of breaking away from the mountain, gave up the long-spent anger and strength, and was buried back in the earth's mantle by the endless rocky soil, where he rotted and died in the dark world.
Realizing that this cursed capital city was about to sink into the ground and complete the mission it should have fulfilled thousands of years ago, Jiang Wen ran away.
"Your Majesty, the True Lord of Wuyi Xiandao, please help me run out of here! I will use Tailao to sacrifice you when I get home. The little dried fish that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty stipulated, get away as far as you can this time!"
In the palace of the ancient city, Jiang Wen heard a faint sigh coming from behind him, and the sound of teeth grinding as the out-of-control chisel-toothed people devoured flesh and blood.
"The road to becoming a Buddha is finally broken..."
