It would be difficult to reach the center of the rainforest within two hours without knowing the direction, but the light ball suspended in the sky pointed out the direction for everyone, which reduced the difficulty a lot.
Ling Ning carried Ruoxue on his back, tore the animal clothing into strips of cloth and tied her tightly to his back so that she could fall off. The two of them were "intimate" as if they had returned to the time when a hundred ghosts walked at night.
The rain forest was pitch black, and various inexplicable noises came from time to time. Ling Ningye could see things and move freely through the forest. Ruoxue behind him felt a sense of relief and couldn't help but close her eyes. After walking like this for more than half an hour, suddenly a flower in the forest caught his attention. He saw that the flower had flowers but no leaves, and was as beautiful as fire. It was shaped like a praying palm with ten fingers intertwined.
"This is?"
"Eh? Flower of the Other Shore!" Ruoxue opened her eyes with a look of surprise on her face, "Why is there Flower of the Other Shore here? It's so beautiful!"
The legendary flower of the other side blooms in the underworld and is the messenger that leads souls to reincarnation. In this pitch-black environment, it exudes a faint crimson light and looks extremely coquettish.
"Higanbana?"
Ling Ning squatted down and observed carefully but found nothing unusual. He casually broke the Bianhua flower and handed it to Ruoxue.
"Since you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Thank you!" Ruoxue accepted it happily, holding it in her hands and admiring it.
At this time, another flower from the other shore bloomed not far away, and then another... one after another, it spread into the distance, seeming to guide them in the direction. The two hesitated slightly but couldn't suppress their curiosity. They walked in the direction pointed by the flower. After a cup of tea, they stopped in front of a cave. The entrance of the cave was only one person tall. Inside, the flower was blooming. It's winding and winding and I don't know where it leads.
Ling Ning wanted to put down Ruoxue and go explore the cave by herself, but Ruoxue refused, so he had no choice but to carry her and bend down to carefully enter the cave. Ruoxue could barely see clearly with the light of the other side flower, but she was still nervous and hugged Ling Ning's neck tightly. Ling Ning's heart swayed, and she smiled slightly and strode forward.
There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the cave, and the deeper you go, the clearer the fragrance becomes. The two turned a corner and suddenly discovered that there seemed to be many figures in the cave in front of them. These figures seemed to be sitting on the ground. Ling Ning lowered her body slightly, took out the sickle from her waist with her right hand, and approached slowly.
Sparse noises kept coming from the cave, but he could not find the source of the sounds. When he stepped into the cave, he found that it was full of Bana flowers. The shadows sitting on the ground turned out to be monks, and there were three or four monks in number. As many as ten! These monks had solemn expressions, and their faces looked extremely pale under the reflection of the other shore flowers. Ruoxue shrank her head with a soft cry, but she couldn't help but peek out of curiosity.
Ling Ning knelt down and checked a monk, only to see that his eyes were closed and his body was still warm, so he was obviously still alive. He called for a while, but the monk's eyes kept moving under his eyelids without opening them. This scene was very strange. Ling Ning had a bad feeling in his heart and was about to leave. Suddenly there was a sound of chewing from the corner. He looked sideways and saw a bald monk wearing monk's robes squatting with his back to him. On the ground, he seemed to be eating something.
Ling Ning held the sickle in front of him and said, "Master? What happened here?"
Seeing no response from the other party, he raised his voice again and said, "Master, why don't you answer? What are you eating?"
Ruoxue's heart almost rose to her throat. She tightened her arms and leaned against his ear and said, "Don't... don't ask, get out of here quickly..."
Before Ling Ning could speak, the monk suddenly stopped moving, as if the pause button had been pressed. Then he turned around like a whirlwind, revealing a pale face, with red eyes staring at them, and then opened " His mouth was stained with blood, and a hoarse and low-pitched moan came from his throat: "Eat... eat... eat... hehe..."
"Ah!" Ruoxue was startled, hugged Ling Ning's neck tightly and closed her eyes.
Ling Ning was also startled, but when she took a closer look, she saw that what the monk was eating was actually the Biangan flower! The blood-like flower juice rubbed all over his hands and face, and he quickly patted Ruoxue's hand and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is just eating Bianhua flowers, not eating people...eh?"
The more he looked at the monk's face, the more familiar he became. Suddenly, an idea flashed across his face. Wasn't he the demon monk Yi Nian? Ruoxue also had the courage to see the monk's face clearly, and said in surprise: "One thought of the demon monk!"
Ling Ning said: "You also know him?"
Ruoxue nodded. Seeing that the person he was eating was not a human being, she was no longer so frightened. She said, "Who knows the first person in Buddhism in the past thousand years? It's a pity that I heard that he has entered the devil's path. Hey... it's such a pity." Handsome face..."
Ling Ning said helplessly: "You women are really..."
At this moment, Yi Nian suddenly started to tremble all over, his eyes widened and he scratched his face with his hands, leaving scratch marks on his face with blood-colored juice. He murmured to himself: "Eat... eat... just... Can...the other side...why...why can't I get...to the other side...hehehe...hehehe...go to hell...go to hell! No one can snatch it from me...no one! Ah!"
He suddenly turned into a ferocious beast and rushed towards Ling Ning. Ling Ning had been guarding against his attack for a long time. The sickle in his hand was aimed at his neck! I don’t know how much blood this demon monk has on his hands. He will do justice for heaven today!
"Ding!"
The knife slashing at Yi Nian's neck was like cutting on steel and couldn't hurt him at all. Instead, he swooped up and hit Ling Ning's neck with a bite! Ruoxue was so frightened that her face turned pale, and in desperation she stabbed the opponent's eyes with both fingers!
"ah!"
Yi Nian screamed and covered his eyes with his hands. Ling Ning took the opportunity to kick him in the stomach and kicked him out!
"boom!"
Yi Nian's vest hit the wall hard and rolled to the ground. His body was bent and shaking like a shrimp.
Although Ruoxue missed the eyeball this time, it still hurt the opponent's eye. She felt her fingers were stained with liquid and felt nauseous. She couldn't help but rub Ling Ning's body.
Ling Ning quickly protested: "Hey, hey, hey! Don't rub against me! What is this!"
Ruoxue said: "Concentrate on fighting the enemy! Don't be distracted, okay?"
Ling Ning said: "Is this a question of whether I can lose my mind or not?"
After a few words, I glanced at the thought on the ground, and he disappeared! Ling Ning suddenly turned around and saw Yi Nian lying on the wall like a spider, guarding the exit. He stared at them fiercely, as if he would not stop fighting.
As the saying goes, "A man with great skills is bold." Ling Ning knew that no one here could use the true energy. He didn't believe that anyone could be stronger than him physically, so he wasn't very afraid in his heart. Ruoxue, on the other hand, looked like a "little bird that loves people" and hid behind him to "observe secretly".
After the fight just now, Ling Ning found that the opponent's body was also very "strong", so he simply inserted the sickle back into his waist, thinking about how to break the opponent's limbs so that he could not move.
"Monk! You have done so many evil things, aren't you afraid of Buddha's retribution?"
Ling Ning said as she quietly approached the other party.
"Hey...hehe...I...I have become...a demon...Buddha...what can I do?"
After Yi Nian opened his mouth and said this, he took a sharp breath, and his chest bulged visibly. Ling Ning felt a bad feeling in his heart and rushed forward to attack. Unexpectedly, Yi Nian opened his mouth wide and a burst of thick black smoke came towards him. He comes rushing! Ling Ning secretly cursed "octopus monster" and quickly backed away, but there was no way to avoid the closed cave, and it was instantly enveloped in black smoke and plunged into darkness.
"Hold your breath!"
Ling Ning didn't need to say that Ruoxue had already held her breath, and she could do nothing but hug Ling Ning's neck tightly. Suddenly, an object rushed toward her. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she screamed. It turned out to be a pale monk! Then, one monk after another rushed towards them like a tide! I saw that all these monks had red eyes, drooling from their mouths, and looked terrible. They were showing their teeth and claws as if they were going to tear them into pieces!
Ling Ning remained calm in the face of danger, spinning on the spot like a top and kicking away the monks around him! A fist suddenly flew out of the dark smoke and hit him directly in the face. Ling Ning clenched his right fist and struck hard with the fist!
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound from the violent collision of bone and bone. Ling Ning felt a sharp pain in his right hand. He took a few steps back and took the opportunity to lean against the stone wall of the cave to prevent the monks who had lost their consciousness from attacking him. He knew in his heart that this blow must have been caused by a thought in the smoke, but he really couldn't believe that the opponent's body would be strong enough to fight him head-on.
The air in his chest was limited, and he didn't know whether the smoke was highly toxic. He could only bend down and groped along the wall for a while, trying to find an exit. But strangely, the hole he had just entered had disappeared! The monks around him who were tireless and in pain kept rushing towards him, and there was another thought watching him in the dark. The intense exercise accelerated the air consumption in his lungs. It can be said that the current situation was very dangerous.
"Ahem...poof..."
Suddenly Ruoxue coughed violently behind her, and then a pool of warm liquid sprayed on Ling Ning's neck. Her hands loosened weakly, and she obviously lost consciousness. Ling Ning was anxious. He didn't know whether Ruoxue had accidentally inhaled the black smoke or was attacked, but no matter what the situation was, he had to leave here immediately, otherwise he would really die here!
Thinking of this, Ling Ning was no longer merciless. He grabbed a monk's neck and pressed it heavily against the rock wall. I don't know if it was his imagination, but the rock wall was somewhat dented! With a thought in his heart, he used the sound of wind to dodge the attack of a monk, kicked him in the stomach with his backhand, and pushed it hard against the rock wall. This time, the force was much greater, and the rock wall was indeed dented a bit more! He was overjoyed, knowing that he had finally found a way out, but at this moment he noticed something coming towards him. He subconsciously pushed his hands forward and came into contact with a hard object, and then a huge force passed through his hands. Arm, his chest seemed to have been hit by a big stone, and he reluctantly turned his body sideways to guide the attack to the rock wall.
"boom!"
A big hole was knocked out of the rock wall, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in. There was a rain forest outside! How dare Ling Ning hesitate, ignoring the severe pain in her chest and turning sideways towards the hole! With a "boom", the whole person smashed away from the rock wall and rushed out! Then he didn't dare to stop and ran towards the depths of the rain forest. Finally, I looked back behind me and saw Yi Nian with red eyes standing blankly in front of the cave entrance, watching him leave. The cave he was in just now was like a huge tomb, and the tomb was full of coquettish flowers from the other side!
In the center of the thousand-meter-diameter lake is a small island. There is a tower on the island, and the white ball of light is floating quietly directly above the tower. Ling Ning didn't know if this tower was the end of the second trial, and he had no time to care about it now. Ruoxue was lying on the ground with a pale face and no longer breathing. There was black blood around her mouth and chest. Her eyes widened. Her originally beautiful eyes had now turned gray and lost their luster.
Ling Ning couldn't accept for a moment that this beautiful woman who had fought alongside him died so easily. He raised his head blankly and saw that many monks had gathered at the lake in the distance. Some of these monks were desperately fighting to stop by the lake. Some of them plunged into the lake and swam forward, while others secretly made their own canoes... There was no doubt that they were all rushing to get to the island in the middle of the lake.
However, those who entered the water first sank before they were halfway through the swim, and even those who grabbed the canoe first sank to the bottom of the lake without exception. Those people struggled and shouted desperately, but within a moment they all disappeared into the lake and disappeared. It seems that the lake has some kind of magic power that can sink all objects traveling on it to the bottom of the lake.
Ling Ning looked at the tower in the middle of the lake and felt that it looked very familiar, very much like the Qiyun Pagoda in the White Horse Temple. But why does Qiyun Tower appear here? His vision suddenly became blurry. He lowered his head and closed his eyes to calm down. When he opened his eyes, he saw a bright red flower swaying in the wind - it was the flower of the other side that he picked for Ruoxue. It turned out that she had been holding it tightly in her hand. heart.
Looking at the flowers in her hands and the tower in the middle of the lake, he suddenly had some enlightenment in his heart.
"Flower of the other shore...Flower of the other shore...can you take me to the other side?"
He took the Flower of the Other Side out of Ruoxue's hand, put it into his mouth, and ate it like a thought. He closed Ruoxue's eyes with his hands, and blood-like flower juice flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped on her cheeks, like a lover's tears.
"Ruoxue, I'm sorry, rest in peace."
His body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and then he felt his body rising slowly. To be precise, his "soul" was rising slowly, because he saw his body falling weakly on Ruoxue. , but he kept drifting towards Qiyun Tower in the center of the lake.
The battle by the lake was still fierce. He seemed to see Zi Chen and Qi Huan of Shangqing Sect. Of course, there were more faces he had never seen before. At this time, a golden sword energy suddenly shot out, and a young man with an arrogant look calmly directed the sword energy in the sky, killing the enemy in front of him like chopping melons and vegetables. Ling Ning didn't know who this young man was and why he could still use such powerful sword energy when everyone else had lost all their cultivation.
If Qian Meier were here, she would definitely recognize this "majestic" young man as Xuanyuan Jue, the descendant of the Xuanyuan family.
Ling Ning's soul drifted into the Qiyun Tower, and saw that the inside of the tower was quite simple, with blue bricks paving the floor and surrounded by gray and dilapidated earth walls. There is a stone tablet standing in the center of the tower. Dozens of monks are sitting around the stone tablet. These monks have their hands clasped together, their eyes closed, and their brows furrowed, as if they were lost in endless meditation. He tried to pat the shoulders of a few of them, trying to wake them up, but they were completely unaware of it. This scene was very similar to what he had just experienced.
When he came to the stone tablet, it was engraved with Sanskrit characters that he did not recognize, but his intuition told him that there must be difficult problems engraved on it. Only by solving these problems can he obtain the precious Buddha treasure. Although the Buddha is a treasure that monks dream of, it is dispensable to him. After all, he is not a Buddhist, so what is the use of getting the legendary Buddha?
He stared at these Sanskrit words and suddenly realized that these words did not look like they were carved out with a sharp tool, but rather like they were scratched out bit by bit with his fingers. In some strokes, you could even see the fingerprints on them clearly. It seems that the senior who erected this stone tablet must have been quite advanced in cultivation.
He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and traced these strokes. Suddenly, his fingertips felt a little warmth. The next moment, he seemed to be able to feel some kind of power contained in these Sanskrit words, some inexplicable understanding. It kept coming from the bottom of his heart. It's a pity that he is not a Buddhist and cannot digest all these mysterious and mysterious feelings, but even so, he has benefited a lot.
In a trance, he seemed to see an old monk with a white beard. He was wearing a gray monk's robe, and he was carving words on the stone tablet with his fingers with a solemn expression. Sweat was like raindrops on his forehead. It seemed as if every word he wrote was consuming his energy. Perhaps he just wanted to find a real owner for the Buddha treasure and did not want it to fall into the hands of secular people or people with ulterior motives.
For some reason, the old monk's movements in his eyes began to slow down, and then everything around him slowed down, as if even time began to slow down. His mind gradually became chaotic, and even his thinking began to become weak. He didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to keep watching the old monk's movements.
After an unknown amount of time, the old monk finally finished carving the last stroke and sighed heavily. He looked up at the stone tablet and recited it silently several times. Then he went around to the back of the stone tablet and wrote something else.
Ling Ning mechanically went around to the back of the stone tablet and saw the words "The Sea of Suffering has no End" engraved on it.
"There is no end to the sea of suffering..." He couldn't help but read aloud. Suddenly, the old monk turned back to look at him, his eyes full of expectations and some meanings that he didn't understand. He woke up instantly as if he was electrocuted! Looking again, the stone tablet is still a stone tablet, and there is no old monk.
He didn't know when he fell into the illusion again, and he didn't know how long time had passed. If it weren't for the old monk's eyes, he might still be trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself. But is everything seen in the illusion fake? He walked around to the back of the stone tablet, where the words "The Sea of Suffering Has No End" were clearly engraved.
"What do these four words mean?"
A flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he finally understood the meaning of these four words. He turned around resolutely, walked towards the wall behind him, pressed his hands on the cold blue bricks, and pushed hard!
"Buzz!"
The blue brick wall actually opened, revealing another room inside! Ling Ning was overjoyed and walked in and saw a Buddhist niche enshrined inside, but there was nothing in the Buddhist niche.
"Has the Buddha treasure been taken away?"
Just when he was confused, a voice sounded behind him: "Amitabha, someone is finally here."
Ling Ning's expression changed slightly, she turned around like a whirlwind and exclaimed: "One thought!"
Yi Nian wore a spotless white monk's robe, smiled, bowed gently, and said: "Amitabha, the donor is well."
