"In other words, you actually don't know what's going on outside?"
"It rained blood from the sky for three days and three nights. The water around the island turned red, and there were countless corpses of the aquatic people floating there. Dragons from the East China Sea came to ask for help.
You can see the leopard in the tube, why do you need to leave here to know? "The monk asked back.
"What's more, I also heard the conversation between the East China Sea Dragon Clan who came to ask for help and Master. The Netherworld invaded the human world, the demon appeared in the world, and the world was in chaos."
Suddenly, Wang Zhe had a feeling in his heart.
Divine foot power,
He jumped into the air with one step, straight into the sky, and returned to the monk's side in the next moment, and the innate five-element divine light suddenly froze him.
I saw a thin needle floating in the air, very thin and glowing black.
"What is this?" Wang Zhe looked at the thin needle and felt that this thing was very dangerous.
Hey, the monk sighed and lay on the ground, looking like he was appointed.
Wang Zhe brushed it with the five-color divine light, and the thin needle trembled. He brushed it again, and bang, the thin needle fell down.
This thin needle is really extraordinary!
Wang Zhe wrapped the thin needle with magic power.
This is the first time I have encountered a treasure that requires two innate five-element magical powers to drop.
In fact, it was because he had just started and was not proficient enough in mastering this magical power.
Although this poisonous needle is very powerful, it is an acquired thing after all and is still within the Five Elements. If he were more proficient in magical powers, it would fall off with just one swipe.
It's just that the poison on it is indeed very powerful.
Wang Zhe took the poisonous needle and slowly stabbed the monk. He hurriedly struggled to dodge, but was suppressed by the innate five-element divine light and could not move.
"No, don't, please forgive me, please forgive me!" He shouted loudly, completely losing his look of resignation.
"You are really an actor. I thought you were really not afraid of death!" Wang Zhe sneered.
"Say, what is this?"
"The poisonous sting in the scorpion's tail."
"An upside down horse pile!?"
The first thing Wang Zhe thought of was the famous Scorpion Spirit.
In the past, the Monkey King consumed a large amount of royal wine, elixirs, peaches and other immortal things.
In Taishang Laojun's Bagua Furnace, he was tempered with the Six Ding Liu Jia Civil and Military Divine Fire, and forged into one piece, making a body of gold and steel. He was stung by the poisonous needle of the scorpion spirit, and the pain was still unbearable. .
Not to mention that the Tathagata Buddha of the Western Heaven who cultivated a six-foot-long golden body in the Snowy Mountains could be stung by the scorpion spirit, which was painful.
Wang Zhe felt that his cultivation level was still inferior to that of the Monkey King.
"Well, it does have such a nickname." The monk looked at Wang Zhe doubtfully after hearing this.
"Have you ever seen it?" The monk was startled when he heard this.
"Where did this come from?"
"The treasure my master got during an outing was said to be a poisonous needle left by an ancient poisonous scorpion. It was refined into a magic weapon by a monk, and then my master obtained it."
"Is someone coming?" Wang Zhe turned and looked aside.
After a while, a man appeared not far away. Standing there, looking at Wang Zhe and the monk who did not dare to move forward, it was the sloppy monk who came on the same boat as Wang Zhe.
"Amitabha, has the poor monk disturbed the two donors?"
"Yes, stay away." Wang Zhe said calmly.
"Okay, the poor monk will come back later." After saying this, the monk actually turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.
"This monk is quite sensible."
"Are there any other treasures on this island?"
"There are two precious trees, which are regarded as spiritual roots. One is a jujube tree, and the other is also a jujube tree. It takes a hundred years to bloom and bear fruit. After eating, it can cure diseases and prolong life.
There is also a spiritual spring. The spring water is sweet and refreshing. Drinking it regularly can strengthen your body.
This island can also gather the spiritual energy of the surrounding seawater, making it a treasured place for spiritual practice. "
As he spoke, the monk's body suddenly trembled, as if he had seen something terrible.
"No, no, it's impossible, Master, you, how are you still alive!"
Wang Zhe was also stunned after hearing this.
His consciousness didn't feel anything. He subconsciously looked back and saw that there were mountains, trees, clouds, and strange rocks behind him, but there was no trace of a human being.
"Lie to Kangxi"
The moment he turned back, a large hole opened in the ground beneath the monk. The others fell into it, and then the ground immediately closed.
Wang Zhe turned around and saw the empty ground.
Haha, he laughed.
The innate divine light of the five elements shines on the body,
Recite the earth-suppressing mantra,
The magic power instantly enveloped the entire mountain, and the apprentice under his feet instantly became as hard as steel.
A magical power that is close to "turning the ground into steel".
The monk who was originally traveling underground was instantly imprisoned underground.
Even though the monk had been on the island for many years and had the skills and magic weapons to manipulate the formations on the island, he still couldn't resist Wang Zhe's innate five-element magical power and huge magic power.
Wang Zhe's consciousness went deep into the ground and quickly found the whereabouts of that person.
"Come back!"
The ground trembled slightly underfoot, and the stones on the ground jumped as if they were dancing.
The ground in front of Wang Zhe's eyes was churning with mud. After a while, a man was lifted out of the ground by the churning mud. It was the monk who had just escaped.
"It is indeed a great magical power. It is really powerful. I admire it, I admire it!"
"You are truly a talent. Not to mention your cultivation, your acting skills are top-notch!"
Wang Zhe raised his hand as he spoke, and the Buddha pointed his finger at him.
The monk suddenly felt hot all over his body and felt quite comfortable. However, the next moment, his body became soft, the magic power on his body dissipated in an instant, and his cultivation was suddenly abolished by the other party.
Alas, he sighed and collapsed on the ground.
"Use whatever other means you have."
"No, it's really gone this time. If you have anything else you want to ask, ask it quickly and give me a good time after you finish asking." The monk looked up at the sky, his expression changed to that of resignation again.
This time he really resigned himself to fate.
Back then, his master sealed the island, consumed a lot of mana, and then prepared to eat him to replenish the lost cultivation.
As a result, he stopped it with his backhand and ate it.
After that, he had nightmares for three months in a row, dreaming that his master was lying on top of him, eating his flesh and blood bit by bit.
He almost went crazy, almost possessed,
After finally surviving it, the whole island became him alone.
He wanted to leave this hellish place, but found that he couldn't leave at all.
One year, ten years, a hundred years...
Finally, the magic circle arranged by his master was about to disperse, and this island reappeared.
Someone came to the island, and they came to seek immortality and asked,
When he saw those people, he was not happy at first, but wanted to eat them.
When that idea appeared, he was stunned. He was frightened by his own thoughts.
Can't eat, can't eat, he kept reminding himself.
He held back, he didn't eat, but he drained their energy, blood and cultivation. The feeling was also addictive.
As a result, he couldn't help it when he saw someone coming to the island.
This is not obsession, this is madness,
He was not like this when he first became a disciple. He had his own ideals.
He also thought about learning a skill that could slay demons and save the world, but he ended up becoming a demon himself.
"What was the spiritual world like in your master's time?"
"There are many capable people, but my master has limited cultivation, so he went overseas to find a place to practice.
There are Buddhist monks in the West whose cultivation is almost as good as that of Buddha, and there are people in Taoism who are called Tianzun. I once heard Master say that it was a prosperous age of cultivation for three thousand years.
Who could have imagined that it would prosper and then decline! "
"Your master can use magic to seal off this island and lock the aura of the world. Those who are more advanced than your master can naturally do the same."
"Well, I once heard Master mention that he didn't want to go to heaven. When I asked about it carefully, he said that my cultivation was not enough and that it would be bad to know too much."
God?
"Tiangong or Tianmen?"
"Where are the classics on this island?"
"There is a cave on the top of the mountain, and all the classics are there."
"take me."
The monk took Wang Zhe to a cave on the top of the mountain, which contained a large number of classics. These are precious treasures.
"Okay, you can go."
Wang Zhe raised his hand and the monk flew out.
"Master!"
Alas, before he died, he let out a sigh and didn't struggle much. He was completely different from the crazy look he had before. He was completely different.
He seemed to see a thin and kind old man, his former master.
"Impermanence of Yin and Yang" appears again, and lines of text are written with an invisible pen.
He Xiaoweng: A young man from the countryside who met an immortal by chance. He also used to help others, and he also used to be a chivalrous person. My heart is sad, one step is wrong, every step is wrong.
Killing masters, devouring masters, saving one hundred and sixty-seven people, killing forty-two, what a pity! Prize, the method of eating life.
The method of eating life, eating life to survive, killing life to live forever!
A stream of light and a technique were introduced into his mind.
This spell consumes life to strengthen itself,
What is the most powerful thing between heaven and earth? It is naturally a monk. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the life force will be.
Both their master and disciples have gone astray. This art does not have to involve cannibalism.
Wang Zhe looked at the rows of bookshelves in front of him.
"You can stay here for a while."
He walked to the bookshelf and opened an ancient book covered with dust.
Outside the cave, a sloppy monk looked at the corpse on the ground.
"Amitabha, dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust." He dug a hole on the spot and buried the little boy He in it.
Then he came outside the cave, looked inside the cave, and found Wang Zhe reading a book.
"Amitabha, donor, can this poor monk come in?"
"Whatever." Without raising his head, Wang Zhe put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf and picked up another one.
Upon seeing this, the monk also walked to the bookshelf nearby and began to read the ancient books on it.
"You can read the book, but you can't take it away." Wang Zhe said coldly.
"The poor monk has taken note of it." The monk hurriedly saluted.
Although Wang Zhe's body actually underwent some changes when he used his magical powers.
However, this monk has profound Buddhist teachings and has already figured out that the person in front of them who came on the boat with them but got a head start is most likely the one who displays powerful magical powers.
A monk with a body like a mountain,
At the bottom of the mountain, the monks who came together were still hesitating.
"Are we still going up?"
"Who was that giant just now? It was so scary! Is that person still nearby?"
"It should be some kind of magical power."
"Is there such magical power in the world?"
"The world is full of wonders. There are risks in going up the mountain, but there are also opportunities on the mountain." The monk dressed as a Taoist walked towards the mountain.
"Since I'm here, I have to go up and have a look." The monk carrying the sword also went up the mountain.
"Oh, you have the guts. If I don't go, won't I be laughed at by you guys!?" He also followed up the mountain.
