The location of Wulongyuan is halfway up the Daxue Mountain, the highest peak in the wilderness.
As for the Demon Temple Hall, it is under Wulongyuan and buried deep underground, using the power of Buddha to suppress evil spirits.
It is said to be a holy place for spiritual practice, but now it seems that it is better to be called a prison.
The high mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, and the yellow temple on the mountainside is looming. Everything is silent, and it is a quiet place.
Suddenly, a calm and distant Buddha's call sounded in the Wulong Courtyard.
Other vassal temples rang their bells.
There was an avalanche on the peak. It was just a small avalanche, not very powerful.
Chi Chaan nodded. The eminent monk who built the temple was not a fool. He knew how to use sound waves to remove the thick snow accumulated on the top of the mountain.
Chi Chao and the old monk Tianquan waited for a while at the foot of the mountain. Dozens of ascetic monks wearing saffron monk uniforms walked down the mountain along a steep stone path.
These ascetics seemed to have no expression on their faces, their eyes were unwavering, and their whole bodies were like hard stone lumps frozen in the snow.
"Senior brother." These monks saluted the old monk Tianquan.
"Is this the benefactor who wants to enter my empty door?" Dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Chi Chaan.
"Yes, shave him."
Several monks immediately surrounded Chi Chuan, chanting sutras and saying that tonsure was a very ceremonial process.
After taking off the crown, his long hair was let down, and was cut off at the roots with the razor in the monk's hand. The old monk named Chi Chaan shaved his black hair cleanly in an orderly manner.
"Amitabha!" After shaving, all the monks shouted.
Only faint golden light floated down from the Buddhist temple in the Snow Mountain and entered Chi Chaan's body.
Chi Chao seemed to have become a golden Arhat.
Immediately after his ordination, he attracted traces of Buddhism. All the monks sighed and said that Chi Chao's heart was firm in entering the Buddha. Sudden enlightenment was indispensable in order to forge a firm heart towards the Buddha.
Many young monks spend ten years trying to achieve enlightenment before they can attract the Buddha's light into their bodies.
The time Chi Chao needs is just a thought.
Chi Chao may become an eminent monk in the future.
"Don't use the worldly name 'Chi Chao' anymore. I give you the title - [One Thought] to guard the Demon Temple Hall."
"I thanked the abbot in one thought." Chi Chaan clasped his hands together and made the first Buddhist salute.
The dozens of monks returned to the temple on the mountain, and Chi Chaan was carried by them, just like a funeral on the plateau.
In fact, it is the arrangement of the old monk Tianquan. With Chi Chao's current physical condition, he didn't even have the strength to climb halfway up the mountain.
Although we are on the road to becoming a Buddha, we should consider the suffering we endure as a test and accept it happily. But sometimes there are less tests. It doesn't necessarily do much harm.
You are not allowed to kill living beings when you become a Buddha, but if you can avoid stepping on ants under your feet, you have to be flexible sometimes.
Upon entering Wulongyuan, you can see at a glance the three hundred warrior monks meditating in the courtyard. All of them are at the master level. These people are selected from all over the desert country and are born with a bond with Buddha.
Having received the teachings of Buddhist scriptures and ethics since childhood, he has become such a powerful team of practitioners.
These three hundred warrior monks are all proficient in one of the six Buddhist paths, and even more, they are proficient in both. Among them, those with the best qualifications are proficient in the three links.
If this team is put into the battlefield, there is no need to worry about destroying the army of a country.
It turns out that the background of Huangguo is not as simple as Chi Chaan thought. It is still unknown how many back-ups Xia Xiang has left that he doesn't know about.
Sometimes scheming can defeat strength.
"Let's go, any one of them can easily kill you." The old monk Tianquan led the monk carrying Chi Chaan towards the forbidden area of Wulongyuan.
Going down, going deeper, the Demon Temple Hall was getting closer and closer. For some unknown reason, Chi Chaan felt more and more comfortable the longer he stayed in this dark, damp and cold underground hall.
It's not that ordinary demon temples don't allow disciples to enter. They don't allow disciples to enter because they are afraid that their newly cultivated Buddha hearts will be contaminated. The power of demons is extremely powerful. If you don't pay attention, the Buddha hearts will be invaded. Lay hidden.
The Buddhist mind of a disciple who is new to Buddhism can be compared to a slender wire, which can easily break if it is twisted and pulled repeatedly.
Only the ascetics who carried Chi Chaan, whose Buddha hearts had been tempered many times, like an iron rod, dared to enter the Demon Temple Hall.
Continuing to go deeper, the walls on both sides are full of blood-red demonic images, with teeth and claws, extremely ferocious. Each of them is a complete beast, drinking blood.
Just one look at it was a pollution to Chi Chaan's soul. Over time, Chi Chao will gradually turn into an evil demon.
After the ascetic monks put Chi Chao down, they didn't stay long and immediately said goodbye to the old monk Tianquan and left. They were also afraid that the evil thoughts here would pollute the Buddha's heart.
"Little friend Chi Chaan, from now on, you can stay here for one year. Someone will bring you food and drink on time." said the old monk Tianquan.
"What kind of medicine are you selling in your gourd? According to the situation here, you want me to become a demon," Chi Chao said bitterly, his eyes about to burst.
"We are also doing this for your own good. Now, your body is hopeless. Only by becoming a demon can you continue to live. Only by becoming a demon can you oppose Gui Guo. Only by becoming a demon can the Prime Minister believe in you."
Just as Chi Chao was about to speak, dark red lines suddenly appeared on his face, like vines that had been injected with oxytocin, growing wildly.
"I……"
"Very good, this place is very suitable for you. You know, not just anyone can produce so many magic marks."
"I'm not the only one?" Chi Chao was surprised. How many people did Old Monk Tianquan and the others let in as experimental subjects?
"There are so many people who came in that I can't even count them, but there are very few who can come out intact, only two. One is the wild demon Tuoba Burian, and the other is the wild and obscene demon emperor Wenfang."
What? That old man is also a demon! No wonder he is so powerful! Only then did Chi Chaan know that Huang Wenfang had such a secret.
"There are seven levels of magic power. Whenever you climb up to the seventh level, you will come out." The old monk Tianquan waved his hand, and a ray of Buddha light separated the outside world from the Demon Temple Hall.
Chi Chao's way out was blocked by restrictions. In order to survive, he could only choose to become a demon.
It takes seven steps to become completely possessed, and each step is like climbing a higher floor.
One-story building, flickering light;
Second floor, Kaiyang;
Sanzhonglou, Yuheng;
Fourth level building, Tianji;
Five-story building, Tianxuan;
Sixth floor tower, Tianshu;
The seventh floor, Tianquan.
After learning the magic skills of the first three levels, one cannot be considered a real demon, but can only be regarded as a half-demon, also called a "ghost".
Only by entering the fourth floor can the fallen demon know how powerful the devil is.
In the past, after the demonic power reached the seventh level of the Heavenly Power, he killed gods and Buddhas when he met them, and no one in the world could be his opponent.
If the Sword God is still there and Tao Wuwu is still alive, only their swords and knives can control the wild demon.
"Really, is it that powerful?" Chi Chaan said to himself, walking towards the depths of the gallery.
The further you go in, the bloody scenes on the murals become more and more bloody. Skinning, cooking in oil, beheading, and all kinds of evil deeds are all done by demons.
"Does this mural depict the scene of the eighteenth level of hell?" Chi Chaan stroked the mural on the wall, as if being sucked in and immersed in the scene.
"Uh..." Chi Chaan's mind was about to burst. A crazy consciousness was running through his mind, and the magic patterns on his face became even more active.
The demons in the mural seemed to be resurrected, all staring at Chi Chao, ready to make a move.
The river of blood in the mural seemed to flow a lot, and all of it rushed towards Chi Chaan, trying to drown him.
The pungent fishy smell, how can something originally two-dimensional be confused with another one! In Chi Chao's exclamation, the feeling of suffocation became stronger.
Can't I even climb the first floor? Chi Chao's eyes darkened and he fainted.
After an unknown amount of time, Chi Chao woke up again, feeling nauseated and painfully vomiting out a large amount of blood-red filth.
"Is this? Blood bruises from hidden wounds and impurities from the power of [Rhubarb Pill]!" Chi Chaan couldn't help but screamed on the spot.
"Demon, can it be so effective?"
Before Chi Chaan was happy enough, he felt severe pain in his right hand. The right hand he had just touched the mural had been corroded until only a pale skeleton remained.
"ah!"
"It turns out that everything has a price." Chi Chaan covered the pain and slowly supported it.
Although the mural healed Chi Chao's injury, the price was one of his arms.
Although he lost an arm, Chi Chao did not lose his memory. After he recovered from his injury, he decided to exchange his left hand for the secrets of the skills hidden on the mural.
There must be something remarkable hidden in this mural, otherwise it wouldn't be so strange, and there must be a monster if things go wrong.
Chi Chao raised his left hand and looked around as a final souvenir.
"Zhua." Chi Chaan closed his eyes and pressed the palm of his left hand against the mural.
After eating one of Chi Chaos' hands, the mural after being replenished with flesh and blood nutrients was several times more terrifying than the original one.
The pungent smell of blood made Chi Chuan gag at the first smell, not to mention the suffocating feeling in the blood, which was the most uncomfortable.
"Could it be that only by stabilizing the mind during the process of becoming a demon and preventing the inner demons from taking over the initiative in the body can one truly become a demon?" Chi Chao thought about his own path to becoming a demon.
As soon as Chi Chao thought this, his thoughts were pulled into a strange world.
All kinds of demons are dazzling. They all drooled at Chi Chao like hungry ghosts seeing a feast.
The saliva flowing out of his mouth had already wet the ground, but none of them dared to come up and eat Chi Chaan.
Among the wolves, only after the alpha wolf has enjoyed the prey, it is the turn of the other members.
How powerful is the demon who rules this group of demons?
"Goo!" With a cry, the demons made way for them.
A strange demon with bat wings on his back and a head like an octopus walked out of it. Every demon saw only fear in their eyes.
Is it the king of these demons? The pool is as chaotic as it is, and sweat is pouring down like rain.
The octopus demon's bat wings flapped, and a stinging noise swept over him. The demons knelt down in pain, and Chi Chao was also affected. Even if his ears were sealed, his body was still severely injured.
The demons knelt down to him one after another and prostrated themselves on the ground. The octopus demon slowly walked towards Chi Chao, with a long black spike sticking out of its wriggling yellow tentacles.
The octopus demon came to Chi Chao and held his head with both hands, as if holding a basin of delicious soup.
Chi Chao has become the food of the devil!
