Several exclamations sounded out one after another, like the aftermath of a catastrophe. Lin Ji turned around and saw that he was already in a simple wooden room. There were four people lying or sitting in the small room.
Standing in the middle was a red-haired man with a height of seven feet and a mountain of muscles. In the haystack in the corner, a thin monk with scars on his face was lying on his arms.
On the Eight Immortals table opposite, squatting was a bald old man holding a pipe in his hand. Sitting on the chair next to her was a beautiful woman with a white complexion wearing a plain skirt.
Four people looked at him with eight eyes. Lin Ji also scanned several people at the same time. He couldn't even see through the cultivation of these people!
However, there was one person he knew among them. The beautiful woman in a white dress was the handsome and handsome Linglong whom she had seen in Liangcheng before.
"Long time no see." Linglong smiled at Lin Ji.
"I've seen Linglong...the ghost king." Lin Ji hesitated and said. When Lin Ji went to the Ghost King's Palace alone with the Demon-Conquering Pestle in his hand, Linglong was just the Ghost Commander.
Now that Lin Ji is in the late stage of Taoism, he still cannot see through Linglong's cultivation, so he must be at the extreme level of the Ghost King.
And the ghost king of Liangcheng has already reached the eighth level after obtaining the innate Taoist weapon of life and death.
"Haha, we finally got it together!" The muscular man smashed his fists together happily and shouted anxiously,
"Let's get started!"
"This little friend... is only in the late stage of Taoism." The bald old man banged his pipe and said in deep thought,
"However, Kankan is enough."
"So what if it's not enough?" Linglong asked coldly,
"Do you have the ability to borrow another five hundred years from heaven?"
"Amitabha! Donors, don't argue, business matters are more important." The monk lying in the haystack made peace.
The strong man shouted: "Yes, the bald donkey is right! Hurry up!" Lin Ji was full of curiosity and saluted several people: "Everyone, what is this place?"
"Devil world." Linglong replied.
"Devil world?" Lin Ji was stunned.
"To be more precise, it is the gap between the Demon Realm and the Nine Provinces of Middle Earth, also known as the Secret Realm of the Demon Realm." The old man said and pointed at the empty scroll that Lin Ji had just stepped over and said: "You just The sky you see is just a mirage wall." After hearing what he said, Lin Ji became even more confused.
Mirage wall? Isn't the mirage wall a seal that blocks the demons? How could it be a scroll hanging on the wall? Who are these people?
Then how did the teleportation talisman send him here? When the old man saw Lin Ji's shocked and puzzled look, he spread his hands helplessly and said, "Look, I've said it a long time ago, right? This is the virtue of the Kyushu human race! No matter what, they hide it! Not to mention that this kid doesn’t know anything, there are probably only five people in the entire human race who know the details of the secret realm!”
"That's wrong!" the thin monk continued,
"Not less than ten people know about our Buddhist country in the West..."
"Shut up!" the red-haired man interrupted angrily,
"Does a bald donkey count as a human being?!"
"Stop arguing!" Linglong stopped in a cold voice, turned to the old man and said,
"Since he doesn't know, then tell him." The old man's pipe was already empty, not even a bit of tobacco, but he still pretended to take a puff and said to Lin Ji: "Little friend, you are here. Inside, the five of us happen to be humans, ghosts, Buddhas, dragons, and demons. Once this secret realm opens in a thousand years, only one person from the same clan can come."
"Those who can enter the secret realm are all the chosen ones. We and I need to work together to get out. There should be no gaps - at least in the secret realm." The old man said and looked at the next few people.
"Old rules, let's all declare our families. Dragon Turtle King Gui Ten Thousand Years, comes from the Dragon Clan." The strong man snorted coldly: "A turtle is a turtle, always treat it like a turtle."
"dragon
"What kind of words are you talking about?" The old man glared: "Dragon turtles are also dragons. Besides, you think I can't transform into a real dragon in this life?!"
"You have the ability to still be here?!" The strong man glanced at the old man with disdain, turned to Lin Jidao,
"Yasheng Qi Tianying, the third prince of the demon clan." Lin Ji thought: "So this guy is the prince of the demon clan. No wonder this old dragon turtle who recognizes dragons but not demons is so disgusting." The thin monk sat up and rushed Lin Jihe bowed and said: "The great monk Wu Jie comes from the Buddhist kingdom of the West and has met the donor." Wu Jie!
Lin Ji remembered the theory of reincarnation of six sons mentioned by Zen Luohan. Far, far away, sad, bitter, calamity and difficulty! This person is probably one of the Six Sons of Samsara!
"The Great Ghost King, Nangong Linglong." Linglong and Lin Ji had met before, and their replies were relatively brief.
The same surname is Nangong, and I don’t know what the relationship is with Nangong Limeng, who believes in ghosts in Yangzhou. While these people reported their family names, they also made their respective cultivation realms very clear.
The true dragons of the Dragon Clan are equal to Taoism. The Dragon Turtle King has not yet been promoted to the body of a true dragon, which corresponds to the peak of Taoism.
The demon clan enters the Tao and becomes king, the Tao becomes a saint, and the sub-sage is already halfway there. Buddhist monks are at the level of Taoism, great monks are at the pinnacle, and holy monks are at the halfway level.
The Ghost King realm has already entered the Dao, but with the addition of a big character, even if it is not half a step to the Ghost King, it is not far away. It turned out that they were all above the peak of Taoism, a state where they were almost ready to achieve Taoism.
No wonder when he saw Lin Ji's cultivation just now, the old man said with slight dissatisfaction: "It's pretty usable." Looking at the world of Jiuzhou, except for a few old ghosts who have become Taoists, they are already top-notch beings. .
But among the chosen sons of the five tribes of humans, ghosts, Buddhas, dragons and demons, there is still something to be desired. Lin Ji cupped his hands and returned the greeting: "I am in Xia Lin Ji, in the late stage of entering the Tao." The bald old turtle nodded slightly and said indifferently: "In the first two episodes, the human monks dominated the limelight. This time, it is time for heaven to reincarnate. Let's change the number. ." The implication was that he still disliked Lin Ji's low cultivation level, which was a bit of a hindrance.
Gui Wannian took another fake sip and said: "This secret realm has only been opened twice in thousands of years. It has only been successful twice."
"The first time was eight thousand years ago. The five people who came out of the whole territory were the Human Emperor Xuanyuan Wuji, Lord Buddha Tathagata, Demon Emperor Qiwanchao, Dragon Emperor Ao Miao, and Ghost Emperor Senluo."
"The second time was a thousand years ago. The five people who came out of the realm were Haoran Sword Jian Lanting, Alaya Consciousness of Good and Evil, Demon Saint Dapeng King, Divine Dragon Master Ao Gang, Yin Yang Ghost Realm Master King Yan. In the other times, no one survived, which can be said to be a narrow escape from death."
"As you can see, although they are both secret realms, the difference between the whole realm and half of the realm is so significant!"
"This secret realm contains the destiny of heaven, and what you get is not a good method. It may seem inadequate at the beginning of leaving the realm, but in the future, the method will open up endlessly. At the same time, this heaven-defying power also has a huge backlash. If you are not careful, you will wipe out the damage." When Gui Wannian said this, he turned back to look at Lin Ji and explained specifically: "You may not know other names. The so-called Holy Emperor of your human race and the best swordsman in the world. Didn't Mr. Lan disappear for no reason? Only three or two of the above ten are still alive, and they are all in trouble and unable to do anything in the world. This is the reason. This secret treasure must be obtained by someone with great power. , you must have great luck. Little friend, can you remember clearly? "
"I'm calling you an old bastard!" Qi Tianying said angrily.
"I said, can you not scare him? What if this kid is too scared to open the door, are we all waiting here to die?" Gui Wannian glared at him and said, "What are you so anxious about, you curly beast?" Urgent? It's not too late to talk about other things after I finish talking about how powerful they are." Then he turned to Lin Jida and said, "My little friend, these five races' chosen ones cannot help themselves. It is absolutely impossible to retreat at this time. Look!" As he said that! , the old turtle grabbed his pipe and pointed forward.
