The gap between nothingness and the thirty-three days.
Zhang Qing has searched hundreds of thousands of miles around, but this place is too big. He has not seen any practitioners or any spiritual resources.
In the endless world, only the dead sky and earth are left. The sky above the head is as red and black as a solar eclipse, and the cold earth under the feet is like a mirror, which seems to make people despair and go crazy.
"It's too big here." Zhang Qing sighed for an unknown number of times.
He didn't know if other Tianmen realms who arrived here were like him, searching aimlessly. Whether they could gain anything or not all depended on luck.
After dozens of days passed, Zhang Qing finally felt that the light ahead was slightly different.
At the same time, he vaguely noticed that the surroundings were different.
He looked into the distance and couldn't see anything, but the chaotic aura made him aware of the five elements.
With caution in mind, Zhang Qing shaved off his long hair at the next moment. His shiny head looked a bit strange when paired with a white dress, but the Buddha's light on his body could not be faked.
Zhang Qing slowly moved in the direction he sensed, and this time, he finally saw a practitioner other than himself.
It was a trace. The other party's trace appeared very suddenly, as if it had been well hidden, but was suddenly exposed at a certain moment.
Sure enough, he was definitely not alone in this place where yin and yang met.
"Moreover, there is some unexplainable danger contained here."
Zhang Qing followed the traces he found and gradually appeared at his destination.
The red-black airflow was collapsing and collapsing, and along with it, circles of dust-like ripples appeared on the mirror below.
And as the red-black airflow that seemed to collapse like dust and smoke continued to scatter, they could no longer protect the things inside that could not be discovered by outsiders.
Zhang Qing's eyes immediately looked under the land, which was as cold as a mirror, reflecting a vague outline. It was... a strange tree with teeth and claws.
In the surrounding sky, there were already more than a dozen practitioners. Zhang Qing discovered the owner of the previous traces. It was a crane-haired old man. The aura on his body should be between the five heavenly gates and the six heavenly gates.
Counting Zhang Qing, there were twelve people in total, but this old man was the only monk.
The remaining ten people, six Buddhist cultivators with their hands clasped together, and four monsters with ferocious auras.
"Humanity……"
The four demons looked at the white-haired old man, their eyes flashing with bloodlust and greed, which was the desire to eat.
The instinct of demons in heaven and earth is to devour the sky and the earth. For demons with strong cultivation, they are hungry most of the time. If they can devour a human in the same realm, it will greatly benefit their cultivation. .
Of course, it would be better if the group of monks could be eaten, but in the current situation, the numbers are not quite equal.
The eleven people also saw Zhang Qing, and there was no surprise in their eyes, while the six Buddhist cultivators looked over and asked him to come closer.
"Miaoyuan has met all of you senior brothers."
"Junior brother's cultivation means that he came here a little early."
"My disciple has been filled with dust lately and wants to get closer to my Buddha."
There was no Buddhist response to these words. Within Buddhism, this is every Buddha's devotion to the one who is the end of his or her faith, and no one is allowed to disturb him.
After a while, Zhang Qing looked at the other Buddhist cultivators and couldn't help but ask:
"Excuse me, brothers, what is the reason... here?"
"The young monk has just arrived, and there are no more seniors in the temple, so he doesn't know much about this place."
"That's it." A Buddhist cultivator smiled with a kind expression, "Old Na Jie Xing, as for the foot of Lingshan Mountain, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it to my junior brother for a while."
Among Buddhists, this place between the human world and the thirty-three heavens, where yin and yang meet, is called the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
Not limited to a specific appearance, this is also how Buddhists describe all living things. Their Buddha is all living things in the world. Naturally, the foot of Lingshan Mountain does not necessarily have to be a mountain peak.
"It will take a certain amount of time to be born here. As much as the senior brother is willing to tell me, the young monk will inherit the cause and effect."
After saying that, the light of Zhang Qing's immortal golden body shook gently, causing the red and black airflow around him to go away.
Seeing this scene, the smiles on the expressions of several Buddhist cultivators grew stronger.
"Hey, these bald donkeys are so sanctimonious."
Several demons taunted and roared a few times, but the Buddhist cultivator seemed not to feel it, and the calamity star began to tell Zhang Qing about the 'foot of the Lingshan Mountain'.
"When I, the Buddha, look above my head, I see the yang of heaven and earth, the purity of the world. When I, the Buddha, look down at the earth, I see the yin of heaven and earth, and the turbidity of the world."
"Buddha, standing in the world, standing tall on the sky and on the earth, transforms into all living things. The touch of his head with the pure is the sky that wipes out the world. His feet are bordered by the turbidity, and even the turbidity has evolved into such a pure surface. "
"Buddha said, the top of the head is the annihilation of calamity, and the foot is the mirror of the world."
"The place of catastrophe can cause the world to collapse, and the place of boundary mirror can reach immeasurable levels in the human world."
Zhang Qing opened his eyes wide, he couldn't understand!
So he quickly interrupted what was in the other party's mist, and looked at the disintegrating smoke that had taken on the shape of a cloud, "Brother, you might as well talk about this."
Jie Xing was interrupted, but there was no hint of happiness or anger in his eyes, and he just followed Zhang Qing's words.
"The land of pure yin and yang contains existences that even wisdom cannot understand."
"They are wrapped in the boundless vitality of heaven and earth, growing infinitely until a certain moment."
"When the end comes, these lives will also come to their own end, so they will die."
Jie Xing looked at the red-black cloud-like airflow and said, "These are the signs of their death."
"When they are alive, they blend into the surrounding yin and yang. When their time comes, they will fall into the power that we cannot touch and appear in... this place of destruction."
"If a person who cultivates immortality has five qi facing the Yuan, he can directly see the things hidden in the turbidity of yin and yang. I, the Buddhist...if I can't become the messenger Arhat, I still can't see it."
Messenger and Arhat are similar to the names of earthly immortals in Buddhist cause and effect. In short, they are the shrine.
However, it is possible for the five qi to rise to the level of the Immortal Stage and reach the Immortal Stage of the monks.
"So, how about these big monsters?"
"Them? If they are gifted, they can be found in today's realm, but these four, I'm afraid they don't have much to follow."
The monk named Huikong next to him spoke louder, "When the deadline is over and the tree is completely dead, Lord Buddha, I will capture the four monsters and use them as mounts."
"Bald donkey, you are looking for death."
"Eat him!"
The four monsters roared ferociously, and the surrounding red-black clouds and mist were faintly moving toward them. In a short period of time, the entire area was transformed into a dark world.
The demon can turn these powers into demon mist! Zhang Qing's pupils narrowed when he saw this scene.
At the same time, he looked at the gray-haired old monk. No wonder, after the thirty-three days were shattered, the gap between the void and the thirty-three days no longer belonged to the group of monks.
Here, they have no advantage.
