"The bell is not lost, the master asked the senior brother to take it away." The thin monk frowned, holding the beads in his hand as he thought about his answer.
"Ah! I see..." The fat monk nodded thoughtfully.
"Amitabha is undoubtedly the morning bell in the temple." The thin monk closed his eyes and felt carefully, then nodded again.
"Second Senior Brother, why didn't I hear anything?" The fat monk followed the example of the thin monk, closed his eyes and listened for a while, and then said again.
"Listening to morning bells and evening drums day and night has already entered my heart. If you can't hear it, it means you have no intention." The thin monk had a lecturing expression on his face.
"Then you mean that the senior brother is nearby? But the senior brother is obviously going north."
"You'll know it just by looking at it." The wind blew under the thin monk's feet. He stopped walking on the mountain road and flew straight forward on a few white clouds.
In just a moment, the two monks arrived in front of a majestic mountain. The mountains were rolling up and down, with jagged rocks and bare nothing. There was not a single person at all, and there was no morning bell.
"Amitabha!"
"In this bright world, there are ghosts running rampant!" The thin monk looked at the mountains with gleaming eyes and recited the Buddha's name. Then he frowned and thought for a while, then quietly took off the beads from his neck and hung them on a dead tree with a crooked neck. Step forward again!
"call--"
With this step, the mountains in front of him blurred for a while, as if they were blown away by the strong wind and suddenly disappeared. What came to face was an endless sea of scarlet blood!
The river of blood crashed into the thin monk, but was blocked by the light emitted by the cassock.
The thin monk took a closer look and saw a golden bell in the surging blood river. Under the impact of the blood river, there were melodious bells ringing, as if calling someone.
"Wow! It is indeed the broken bell in the temple!" The fat monk followed closely and rushed in. When he saw the golden bell, he exclaimed, then turned around and asked: "Elder brother is hiding in the bell? I will I guess the person Master asked us to find is Senior Brother."
The fat monk spoke excitedly, as if all these years of hardship and hardship had come to fruition.
"No, Senior Brother has mastered the art of fixing the universe, and this formation cannot trap him!" The thin monk shook his head, and then looked at a triangular ghost in the distance, "Amitabha! The monster is so powerful that we can't defeat it."
"Then take them away quickly!" The fat monk had also spotted the powerful three-eyed ghost in the distance and said nervously.
"Let's go!" The thin monk said and took a step towards the sea of blood in front of him. The clouds under his feet changed and a lotus as white as snow was born in the sea of blood. As soon as the lotus appeared, a pure white light beam bloomed in the field.
As soon as the blood wave touched the lotus light pillar, it instantly turned into streaks of black smoke.
The next moment, a snow-white lotus appeared again dozens of feet away. The monk took another step and appeared dozens of feet away.
In just a few breaths, the thin monk had already reached the golden bell across a thousand feet.
The three-eyed ghost's expression suddenly changed when he saw the scene in front of him!
He originally thought that this kid's magic power was limited and he would not be able to sustain it for too long, but every time the light of the golden bell dimmed, it would bloom again. This happened several times in a row, which left him dumbfounded and unbelievable.
Does he still have the heaven-defying spiritual liquid that can quickly replenish his mana?
This kind of spiritual liquid is rare in the world. Even if you get one or two drops by chance, you will never use it in such a luxurious way!
Just when he was surprised, the two monks who suddenly broke into the formation made him even more confused!
The two monks seemed to have fallen from the sky. Although their realm was not high, they were not afraid of the power of the formation. The Buddha's light emitted by their cassocks echoed the golden light on the golden bell, as if they were of the same origin.
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a headache!
When the Xuansha Frightening Array set up by Guizhu appeared in Zhongzhou for the first time, it encountered various accidents one after another, and the treasures it encountered all had miraculous effects on restraining the Demon Sect's skills, as if they were prepared.
I didn't want to use the box-pressing technique, but it seems I have to use it!
"Now that you've broken in, don't leave! Uh-oh!" He roared with a fierce look in his eyes, black flames all over his body, and a strong wind swept up the field.
The whole sea of blood is boiling!
Stirred by the strong wind, huge waves rolled and roared, spinning around the golden bell.
Red ghosts loomed in the sea of blood, either stepping on the blood waves or stretching out pairs of bloody hands to tear and claw like drowning evil spirits.
The powerful vortex force pressed on the two young monks, making their faces turn pale and they could no longer lift their feet.
"Xuansha comes out!"
A low roar like thunder rang out from the throat of the Thousand-Faced Demon King. Countless evil ghosts in the blood sea suddenly stopped, and they all bowed their heads and knelt down towards a certain place in the blood sea. A powerful world-destroying aura appeared on the scene!
A string of blood bubbles popped up in the sea of blood. The blood bubbles merged together and turned into a ball of blood bubbles three feet high.
"Bang!" There was an explosion!
A faceless female ghost with disheveled hair, half black and half white, walked out of the blood bubble. The female ghost held a huge double-edged blood sickle in her claw-like hands.
"Xuansha seeks the soul!" The Thousand-Faced Demon King commanded.
The female ghost suddenly raised her head, looked at the golden bell in the field with her half-black and white face, then stepped on the blood wave and disappeared in an instant.
The next moment, next to the golden bell, a wave of blood surged up. The faceless female ghost only appeared halfway before swiping her sickle. The bloody sickle flew away and slashed at the golden bell!
"Dang——!" There was an earth-shattering sound, and the blood sickle struck the golden bell with a splash of blood!
As soon as the light of the golden bell dimmed, a small crater was made!
Liangchen was inside the clock, and the sudden loud noise seemed to explode in his mind. His vision went dark and he fainted.
As soon as he fell to the ground, the golden bell lost its power and immediately dimmed in light and began to shrink rapidly.
The faceless ghost girl once again used her sickle to slash at the golden bell!
The fat monk's expression changed when he saw the scene in front of him. He hurriedly opened his big mouth and spit it out, then turned his head and inhaled!
The blood sickle in mid-air disappeared out of thin air and lost its trace.
The female ghost was stunned and turned to look at the fat monk.
Such a strange scene also surprised the Thousand-Faced Demon King.
At this moment, the thin monk raised his feet and stepped forward again. A lotus appeared next to the golden bell, and the figure of the thin monk was pieced together on the lotus. He bent down, grabbed the golden bell, turned around and ran away.
"Can't beat him! Let's go!" The thin monk turned around and took a step forward. His whole body actually appeared on top of the first lotus flower that he had landed on, spanning thousands of feet.
The fat monk also hurriedly stepped on the lotus and appeared behind the thin monk in an instant.
The faceless female ghost had also come to her senses, leaned over and grabbed it from the sea of blood. She once again had a bloody sickle in her hand, and she chased after her on the waves of blood.
The thin monk just arrived at the place where he entered the battle. He moved his hands repeatedly and his whole body was covered with golden light. He jumped according to his memory!
Something unexpected happened to him. The formation gate that was so close at hand disappeared. There was still a sea of blood all around, as if the space had grown a bit larger!
"The array gate has changed!" The two young monks suddenly looked at each other.
Behind her, the faceless ghost girl and the Thousand-Faced Demon King also came after them. The Thousand-Faced Demon King sneered, and in his hand was a three-edged whip that was completely black and covered with ghost heads, and slashed it at the two monks' heads!
Seeing a black whip, a blood sickle, and two rays of light criss-crossing behind him, the fat monk raised his head to the sky and blew again, and then took a sudden breath!
The black whip and the sickle were released simultaneously, turning into two rays of light and shooting into the fat monk's mouth!
"This! What's going on?" The Thousand-Faced Demon King's expression changed and he stopped moving, but there was a turbulent wave in his heart!
There are very few people in the world who can take away their magic weapon in person, but they are definitely not the seemingly ordinary little monk in front of me!
On the other side, the faceless ghost girl reached out and grabbed a blood sickle again, but the Thousand-faced Ghost King cautiously stopped and looked at the two monks thoughtfully.
"This ghost array is a space of its own, as if it is boundless!" The thin monk looked at the lotus mark left on the ground, pinched his hands repeatedly to deduce, and then whispered.
"Ah! What should I do?" The fat monk's scalp suddenly went numb when he heard this, and he touched his round belly.
"Although my stomach can eat, I can't eat endless sickles!"
"Bring it here!" The thin monk suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the fat monk's neck, pulled off a string of oily beads on his chest, and then chanted the scripture:
"Amitabha, good, good, good."
“The causes in the past life are the consequences in this life.”
"The consequences will be given in future generations, and the causes will be inherited in this life."
"Buddha is destined to meet someone who is destined to meet you!"
As the thin monk recited scriptures, the Buddha string in his hand instantly flew into the air. The oily luster of the Buddha beads faded away, revealing bursts of pure white Buddha light. The beads became brighter and brighter, like bright pearls, forming a circular channel in mid-air.
The thin monk jumped in, and the fat monk also jumped forward, rolling and crawling into the passage!
