Seeing the headless Buddha body that came to life out of thin air and made a Zen lotus gesture, Wu Huo subconsciously took half a step back, his expression extremely ugly.
'Resurrection of the dead? No, absolutely impossible. '
Li Ang also took a few steps back and stared at the headless Buddha body that exuded a kind aura. Throughout the ages, countless monks with extraordinary enlightenment have tried to break through the life span limit and live longer.
Whether it's swallowing pills or practicing special exercises,
Or hide in the paradise of caves and breathe spiritual energy all day long?
In the end, they cannot escape the five declines of heaven and man, and their bodies gradually become old and dull, turning into loess.
Even if you follow the devil's path and plunder the blood of living beings for your own use, you cannot overcome this point.
'No matter what Buddha's body is active at this moment, it will not be Shaking Seng himself. '
Li Ang's heart calmed down slightly when he saw the headless Buddha body completing the lotus mudra, extending his index finger and pointing diagonally at the ground.
"Follow the directions."
Yajiu first released his mind power and lifted the headless Buddha's body up in the air.
Then he released the sound insulation technique around him, and took off a mountain rat claw like Li Ang's from his belt, melting the soil on the ground to form a tunnel that was diagonally downward and as high as one person.
Yajiu took the lead in stepping into the tunnel and activated several talismans along the way.
A water-repellent charm that can stop muddy water from dripping in tunnels.
Keep the air talisman surrounded by enough air,
Detect whether there are boulders blocking the path ahead, pathfinding symbols, etc.
Li Ang followed Ya Jiu with the medicine box, pinched his left wrist with his right hand, and counted the pulse rate.
In ten minutes, the three of them descended about 400 meters and came into contact with the first underground river. They walked down the underground river system for 100 meters. After finding that there was no way to go, they used the Mountain Rat Claw again. , sinking downward.
The gesture of the headless Buddha body keeps changing the angle of the fingers at a slow speed along the way.
This time we walked for about twenty minutes. When the air in the tunnel became turbid, the headless Buddha finally raised his arms completely and pointed forward.
Yajiu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and dug up the soil in front of him with his mountain rat claws.
boom.
As the muddy sand surged forward and spread out, a wind with a slightly rotten smell blew in the face.
Yajiu threw out four talismans and lit them slowly, illuminating the surrounding environment.
Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly, and what appeared in front was a vast platform divided into two by the river. The ground in the middle is paved with neat stone bricks, and the surrounding terrain gradually rises and is divided into layers.
There are nine floors in the entire cave, and each floor is decorated with lifelike gray and white stone Buddha statues.
Those Buddha statues are either sitting or standing, happy or sad. The color and material are similar to the headless Buddha body, all facing the middle of the platform - there is a small island in the middle of the river.
On the pedestal on the island, there is half a gray-white Buddha statue - he sits cross-legged, leaving only his lower body.
Judging from the shape of the broken surface, it was exactly the one in Yajiu's hand.
Li Ang frowned, he could clearly feel that the silk in his body was about to move.
The feeling that Mo Si had when she was attracted by the blue and black stone statue in Shengye Square reappeared again.
"The pagoda of Jing Nian Sect."
Yajiu narrowed his eyes and saw Li Ang frowning, and explained casually: "Jing Nian Sect was also a former Sui sect. It was once the leader of the Zen sect and often lectured for the Sui Emperor.
That monk Shi Xing was said to be the reincarnation of a certain sage from the Jing Nian Sect. "
Li Ang had read the information about the Academy and knew the status of the Jing Nian Sect in pre-Sui history, and asked, "Is he a member of the Jing Nian Sect?"
"Yes and no."
Yajiu said habitually, "The Jing Nian Sect was jointly annihilated by several sects in the late Sui Dynasty. It was most likely a coincidence that Shi Xing Seng obtained some of the classics from the Jing Nian Sect.
While practicing ancient Dharma, I took advantage of the opportunity to find this pagoda where the Buddhist relic of the Buddhist monk Jing Nian Sect was stored. "
The pagoda is also called a square tomb or a round tomb. It is a building that enshrines relics, scriptures or religious objects.
"oh."
Li Ang nodded, "So are you going to use the body of Shi Xingseng to guide you, find this place, and collect the treasures here?"
"treasure?"
Before Yajiu could answer, Wu Huo on the side sneered: "All the monks of the Jing Nian Sect were killed at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and the entire sect building on the surface was razed to the ground. There are all the dead Buddhas here, how can they still be there?" There are treasures.
The real treasure is the monk himself.
He is the only person in the world who knows the secrets of Jing Nian Sect. "
"You want to resurrect him?"
Li Ang glanced at the half-length stone statue on the platform in front of him, and suddenly thought of something.
The incomplete Buddha statue is surrounded by rivers. It must be because the stone statue was in disrepair for many years and was eroded and broken by the wind and fell into the underground river. By chance, he was fished out by fishermen in the ghost market and auctioned to Yajiu and others.
"Resurrection? No, no, no, that goes against common sense. First of all, including Headmaster Haotian and the Headmaster of the Academy, no one can live forever.
Secondly, the stone statue is missing the most critical head,"
Wu Huo shook his head and said in a longer voice: "Besides, we still have friends here..."
The moment the words fell, Wu Huo stepped on the ground, his figure jumped out like a lightning bolt, and struck the original dark place with one palm,
A short figure wearing a black robe and blending into the darkness was pulled out from it.
The short figure still wanted to resist, so he clasped his palms together, concentrated his thoughts, and made the sword at his waist fly out on its own, striking at Wu Huo.
However, the shadow behind Wu Huo burned fiercely, and the sinister appearance of the nine-headed ghost car clearly emerged.
The nine heads of the ghost car stared together, making the opponent tremble in fear, his body stiffened, and he was completely unable to control the flying sword.
Wu Huo grabbed the opponent's neck firmly, pulled off his mask, looked at the tattoo on the side of the opponent's cheek, sneered and increased the strength of his hand.
"stop."
A young man's voice sounded from the other side of the cave.
A group of people wearing black robes and ghost masks walked over and stood a hundred meters in front of Wuhuo.
"Did you come with us?"
Wu Huo slightly loosened the restraint on the black-robed man's neck and said casually: "I knew that such an abnormal thing as the immortal Buddha's body would inevitably attract prying eyes and investigations from interested people.
Since there are so many missing parts of the Buddha statue, it must be a ghost city citizen who sold the rest of the Buddha body parts to others.
As the buyer on the other side, you know that the Buddha's body contains value, but you don't know how to use it, so you have to observe and track it secretly.
That's why I took the initiative to buy something to eat in the ghost market so that you can follow me in search of the smell - you follow us to get the complete Buddha body and figure out its use.
And my purpose is also to kill you all and get your piece of Buddha body parts. "
The mantis stalks the cicada, and the cicada plots against the mantis.
Wu Huo, who looks rough but is actually careful, has an indifferent expression on his face, as if he has already convinced the other party.
A man in black robe couldn't help but scolded harshly: "Do you know who we are? The person next to me is the young master of the Demon Sect's Pure World Ming Yan..."
"I've smelled it a long time ago. They call themselves the Demon Sect, claiming to be the survivors and successors of hundreds of demon sects in the Sui Dynasty. In fact, they are just poor people who report to the group to keep warm."
With a little force, Wu Huo crushed the neck of the man in black robe he was holding, let go of the body, and walked towards the so-called young master of the Demon Sect.
Click click click.
Wu Huo twisted his neck and raised a cruel smile, "How do you want to die?"
"..."
Li Ang frowned, glanced at the situation over there, and whispered to Yajiu: "Why don't you go over and help?"
"Let him play for a while, let's put the Buddha of Xingxing Seng on the pedestal first."
Yajiu also didn't take the group of people he was following seriously. After repeated attacks during the Yu Chu and Holy Queen periods, the Demon Cult in Yu State was severely damaged, with only three or two big cats and kittens left. He was dissatisfied with the arrogance and domineering behavior of the former Sui Dynasty.
It's more like a loose alliance formed by a group of frustrated people who practice magic.
Each faction can create their own saints, saints, and so on internally. Nothing valuable.
The fact is just as Yajiu said,
Wu Huo completely activated the sinister look of the nine-headed ghost chariot behind him, and his whole body expanded twice. He could scatter the effects of the spell with a slap, and twist the flying sword into twists.
The group of people who claimed to be Demon Sect Jingshi Mingyan relied on their exquisite cooperation to resist with difficulty in front of Wu Huo.
Under the protection of the guards, the young master gritted his teeth and held an alienated object in the shape of a longevity lock, hesitating.
"Young Master, activate the Purifying Flame of the World!"
An old man from the Demon Sect, with his beard and hair spread out, crossed his arms in front of him to resist Wu Huo's punch. His face turned red involuntarily, and a layer of blood oozed from the skin of his arms.
Young Master Jingshi Mingyan finally showed a determined expression on his face, and he was about to break the longevity lock.
The head of the old man from the Demon Sect just now suddenly exploded, splashing red and white all over Wu Huo.
"Varied..."
Not only the people of the Demon Sect were in disbelief and disbelief. Wu Huo himself was also shocked. It wasn't him who blew the opponent's head off just now.
Who is that?
boom! boom! boom!
Dull noises were heard one after another, and several members of the Demon Sect were slammed against the wall or the ground by a powerful and arrogant force, squeezing them like fruits.
Including the young master of the Demon Sect, he was also picked up by the invisible force and lifted into the air. His fingers tapped the longevity lock crazily, but he couldn't break away from the shackles and destroy it.
Squeak, squeak.
With the hoarse sound of the wooden wheels turning, a group of figures appeared under the firelight.
The guards of the Kou Mansion, Kou Huai'an himself, and the elderly man sitting in the wheelchair he pushed.
Kou Wukui.
This former Zhuxiao realm mind master was indeed in extremely poor condition as Yajiu had guessed.
His face was pale and wrinkled, his eyes were drooped and dull, as if he had no idea what was going on.
But his power actually exists.
Kou Huai'an gently pinched the index finger of his father Kou Wukui's right hand and pinched the back of Kou Wukui's index finger with his nails.
boom!
Kou Wukui's decaying body surged with majestic mental power, and hit Wu Huo's chest with great force, flying him out and embedding him directly into the wall.
"We meet again, three of you."
Kou Huai'an, who was playing with his father like a toy, asking him to release his telekinesis, raised his head and smiled at Yajiu and Li Ang.
