In the silent darkness, everything loses its meaning, time stands still, and the invisible fear is the most heartbreaking.
Ordinary animals and plants have long been extinct, and only monks who master magic can survive.
More than thirty Taoist disciples gathered in front of the bonfire, and the light of the silver-gray flames could only barely cover a two-meter area.
They seemed to be in the deep sea, and the solid air was filled with indescribable coldness.
The occasional sounds in the darkness would make Taoist disciples feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, which showed that their spirits were always tense.
Han Li sat at the head of the bonfire, and their shadows connected with each other, just covering the area illuminated by the bonfire.
What is deeply strange is that all Taoist disciples covered their eyes with black cloth for fear of seeing the light of the bonfire.
Many monks were seriously injured, and their robes had already been soaked with blood.
"Ahem, cough, cough, Shao Shang, where are we exactly now?"
As soon as Han Li finished speaking, ghost figures surged around him, and a large number of blood-red eyes appeared. Judging by the number, there were at least tens of thousands of them.
The monster roared silently, staring at them with malicious eyes. The burning flames surged, probably to guard against danger.
If it hadn't been for the light of the bonfire, the monster might have pounced on him.
Shaoshang swallowed. The technique he mastered could tell the advance and retreat through fortune-telling. Although it was not very useful in the Buddhist world, he could barely sense the general direction of where he was.
"Senior Brother Han Li."
"If we walk another two thousand miles to the northwest, we can leave Ci's territory, but I don't know if the darkness continues to expand..."
He didn't say any more, his expression was full of fear.
Because as soon as he opens his mouth, the monsters will all look at him, as if there are countless ants gnawing in the bone marrow.
Shaoshang was going crazy. He could only stay awake by the bonfire, and the sleepless disease that spread throughout his body kept him in good spirits.
Someone seemed to be blowing in his ears, but he knew not to open his eyes.
The flames ignited by corpses can indeed drive away monsters in the darkness, but can also cause unspeakable illusions to the surrounding creatures.
Shaoshang didn't know the content of the vision. Every time he woke up, his memory would be fragmented, but the madness of his companions was still vivid in his mind.
The monks will continue to mutter to themselves the name of "Dingguang Buddha" until the bonfire is extinguished, and they will not escape from the irrational state.
If things go on like this, the soul will inevitably undergo irreversible alienation.
Han Li relied on Ren Qing's fungus soul to wander around the Buddhist world for more than ten days, one after another finding the monks of the Prison Hall who were trapped in various places.
It's a pity that a small number of monks have gone completely crazy, and even Ren Qing's toe separation technique can't suppress the alienation.
It was Ren Qing who discovered the laws of the Buddhist world. The flames of burning corpses cannot be recognized with the naked eye, otherwise they will be affected by the Dingguang Buddha.
In the Buddhist world, Dingguang Buddha is even more difficult to deal with than the supreme demons.
The monks were silent, the fire crackled, and the scent of grease filled the air.
When the flames subsided slightly, Han Li immediately stood up and walked towards the bonfire, taking out a broken corpse from the storage bag in his arms.
He tore the body apart and threw the flesh and bones into the flames.
As soon as the corpse came into contact with the flames, it almost caught fire. The flames became more intense, and there was a panicked movement among the monsters.
Han Li could clearly feel that the temperature had risen to a level that a mortal could bear, and the whispering in his ears had become lighter, at least no longer disturbing.
"Han Li, leave the Buddhist world as soon as possible. This place is out of your reach."
Ren Qing awakened through the fungus soul of Han Li Niwan Palace, and Han Lifei's expression became uncertain, and he finally shook his head helplessly.
Han Li communicated with Ren Qing for a long time, and finally decided to give up breathing and continue searching for enough corpses in the darkness.
He said: "According to Senior Ren's wishes, our current corpse salary is only enough to support the world in our stomach for five breaths."
Han Li looked around and his eyes fell on the faces of more than thirty people.
"There must be someone staying in the Buddhist world, but the corresponding blood crystals will naturally increase, and there is senior Ren Qing's soul to guide you at any time, so you don't have to worry too much."
The monks' breathing became rapid. Even if they were rewarded with blood crystals, no one would be willing to stay in the dangerous Buddhist world.
Besides, this ghost place is still expanding.
If Dingguang Buddha suddenly wanted to go on a killing spree, he might not even have time to react.
They could clearly sense that the monsters in the darkness were getting stronger. From the half-zombie realm at the beginning, they were now even difficult to deal with in the underworld realm.
According to the terrifying level of Dingguang Buddha, the upper limit of monsters is likely to be in the Celestial Realm, or even the creepy Earth Immortal.
A demon-blooded old man became incoherent. He got up and walked in the direction of Han Li, cursing uncontrollably.
"It's impossible. A few days ago, the door was opened and seventy-three people were sent away. How is it possible that now half of them can't be taken away?"
"Han Li, do you want me to die in the Buddhist world?"
"is not it?!!"
All the monks had objections, but due to Ren Qing's intimidation, they did not dare to make a sound. Some of them had already collapsed into hysterics.
The monster group became restless, and the footsteps became more dense.
Han Li remained calm and replied: "The darkness is getting thicker and thicker, which makes the burning time of the corpses shorter."
"We still have a way to survive, and we can leave without any accidents."
Corpses can only be found in the dark, usually accompanied by the sound of wooden fish tapping.
Under normal circumstances, collecting corpses should not be difficult and would take a lot of time at most, but the current situation has become a vicious cycle.
The monks need to use corpse fuel to ensure that they will not encounter danger, but because the darkness is getting thicker, more corpse fuel must be burned.
Searching for corpses also requires manpower. The more people there are, the easier it is to find corpses, but at the same time, more corpses are consumed.
As a result, they simply couldn't collect enough corpses to send everyone back to the world in their stomachs.
As for Ren Qing's ghost, since it was only part of his body and could not be divided into a large area of shadow, he might as well protect Han Li and others.
"I will leave the Buddhist world last. There are thirteen places available next. You can discuss it."
Han Li said nonchalantly. Although Ren Qing suggested that he leave immediately, he knew that as long as he expressed similar meaning, the monks would attack him.
In the Buddhist world, when there is great noise, the dangers faced naturally increase.
Fortunately, Han Li controlled the Shadowless Ghost, which could travel through the darkness in shadow form. He would waste some time at most and would not be trapped in the Buddhist world.
Han Li helped his comrades evacuate, which was also his choice.
Being in charge of a branch requires fame, and it is not just as simple as showing strength. You have to convince Taoist disciples.
His assurance also calmed down the monks and they began to whisper among themselves.
There is no humanistic sophistication. If you want to leave the Buddhist world early, all you need to pay is benefits, and use benefits to stop other people's mouths.
Only the old man with Yaomai was still chattering. He didn't have many blood crystals in his storage bag, and he was almost destined to be the last few to return, feeling somewhat reluctant.
In addition, the dangers in the Buddhist world stimulated his nerves, and the aura of the devil could invisibly make people become extreme, causing them to lose control of their emotions.
The old Taoist rushed in front of Han Li, the aura of his spell clearly exposed.
Han Li didn't talk nonsense to him. He reached out and pulled off the old man's kerchief covering his eyes, and then forcefully opened the other man's eyelids.
"Don't want to calm down? I can help you become calm."
The old man screamed hysterically, his expression becoming extremely desperate. He tried to struggle but could not escape Han Li's grip.
Han Li grabbed the old man's neck and forcibly dragged him within two meters of darkness.
The darkness boiled like boiling water, and ferocious human faces appeared one after another, urging Han Li to throw the old man into it.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The old Taoist begged for mercy, not having any of the temper he had not long ago.
Han Li threw it casually, and the old man fell to the edge of darkness, almost allowing the monsters to touch his body.
Blood flowed from the old Taoist's facial features, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
The expression on his face changed from fear at the beginning to confusion very quickly, and the soul of Niwan Palace gradually grew fine black goat hair.
Han Li counted down three times before bringing the old man back, but the latter no longer had basic intelligence and was like a wild beast.
But in this way, it will be easier for the veteran to deal with it.
Han Li ignored him and threw him directly to the bonfire, leaving him to fend for himself. The others saw this without any objections and even suggested using old tricks to lure away the tracking monsters.
It took them less than half an hour to finally discuss the reason and select thirteen people from the team based on the speed at which the corpses were burning.
Without saying a word, Han Li began to prepare a way to build the door.
Ren Qing's ghost lay quietly on the ground, and the fire was placed in the center to ensure that the light enveloped the ghost itself.
Han Li took out the few remaining eight corpses and threw them into the bonfire one by one.
The color of the flames changed from silver gray to pale white, and the coverage area spread to nearly a hundred meters, and a large number of monsters were wiped out.
The ghost shadow opened its bloody mouth, and the rate of consumption of corpse fuel suddenly increased.
The Jailer's Hall is very particular about rules. Now that it was determined, they jumped into the bloody mouth one by one according to the previous order.
At the same time, there were several people standing aside ready to make a move.
They are not trying to seize the opportunity, but they want to see if they can seize the remaining chance at the moment when the door is closed.
Five breaths of time passed in an instant, and the thirteen people disappeared into the Buddhist world.
Four more people took the risk and jumped into the doorway leading to the world in the stomach. As a result, half of their bodies were cut off by the closed doorway.
The two of them were smarter and chose to jump toward the doorway with their upper bodies facing down.
So only the legs are left in the Buddhist world, and they can be healed by spending some resources. Of course, the premise is that the strange object is not in the missing part.
The body is buried on the spot, so you must be prepared to take risks.
When the campfire became weak, Ren Qing's connection with the Buddhist world decreased again, and he couldn't help but feel a headache about how to find the Taiyin Star Lord.
He almost wanted to give up, after all, it was completely thankless.
Ren Qing sorted out the information compiled by the Jailer Hall during this period. The world here has obviously become chaotic, and all the forces are unwilling to be left alone.
There must be some unknown credit among them.
The most obvious thing is that the Dead Man's Sutra spread without any warning, and the number of casual cultivators who have turned to zombie cultivation has exceeded 10,000.
It probably means that Wuming felt that the number of chess pieces in his hand was too few, so he deliberately spread several splitting techniques of the Dead Man's Book.
Ren Qingle realized that he controlled the Fengdu Corpse Emperor anyway, and all zombies in the world were within his control.
Through the information collected by the monks of the Prison Hall, he noticed that the talk about the immortal position was constantly fermenting among the casual cultivators.
Ren Qing didn't pay attention to the rest of the clues, except that the news about "Zhuyu Tianjun" didn't seem to be fake. It was very likely that there really was such a fairy position that was surfacing.
Lord Zhu Yu pointed to an area in the north called Shui Curtain, where rainfall continued all year round, causing flooding.
He sent some monks to follow the source of the clues. The details will depend on the development of the situation.
However, Ren Qing estimated that Wuming was definitely not interested in helping Yu Tianjun. This immortal position was obviously related to the water attribute magic.
"How many immortal places are hidden in this world?"
Ren Qing was a little bit frightened after thinking about it. It had only been more than a year since he had been in the unknown, and already the immortal position of Yu Tianjun had popped up. Maybe there were more immortals in ancient times than imagined.
The appearance of Zhuyu Tiantian diluted his thoughts about Taiyin Xingjun and Fude Dixian, and he felt that he did not need to be attached to the Buddhist world.
Although Taiyin Star Lord is very suitable for the demon veins of the Jailer Hall, Fude Dixian is involved in more branches. There are hundreds of thousands of monks who are related to the Tiandao Insect.
At this time, Xiao Saner made a breakthrough in his research on skin care methods.
Ren Qing's consciousness went to the world in the stomach. Xiao San'er's residence was in the Jailer's Palace, and it was also the most prosperous center.
Even if Ren Qing didn't say it, Zumai would definitely give preferential treatment to the alchemists and weapon refiners, especially Zhou Zuosan, who had excellent skills in weapon refinement.
There are many high-rise buildings in the Jailer's Palace, which is somewhat similar to the style of Wuwei City back then.
Ren Qing appeared in front of Xiao San'er's residence and smelled a pungent stench before he even entered. This was the natural intensification reaction of various materials during refining.
"Senior Ren, please come in."
Xiaosan'er's voice came from inside the house.
Ren Qing was slightly surprised. Although he didn't deliberately hide it, it was really not easy for a monk in the Yin difference realm to discover his own consciousness.
It looks like an ordinary courtyard, but Xiao San'er has obviously put a lot of effort into it, mainly in arranging the magic circle to prevent intruders.
Ren Qing pushed open the door, and thick smoke suddenly came out.
The mistress was sitting cross-legged on the ground in a miserable state, with shriveled corpses placed in front of her. The scene was chilling.
There are also various strange and inexplicable magic weapons hanging on the walls inside the house.
The type of magic weapon is mainly flesh and blood, similar to the distorted organs of the forbidden corpse, and there is a certain degree of randomness in the refining process.
Just looking at the decoration of the refining room, one would think that the owner is a heinous evil cultivator.
In fact, the underworld weapon refining materials used by Xiao San'er, including corpses, are actually produced through magic.
Xiao San'er wiped off the stains on his face and said enthusiastically: "Senior Ren, skin care is indeed a very interesting technique."
"Xiao San'er, what did you find?"
As soon as Ren Qing saw the wild monkeys in Yuanshan Mountain, he felt the potential of skin care. The creator Huang Ling must be an amazing person.
"Senior Ren, look..."
Xiao San'er motioned to Ren Qing to look at the corpses in the room. There were indeed obvious differences in their skin, exuding a faint aura of magic.
"Huh?"
Ren Qing had a strange look on his face and took a corpse to examine it in detail.
Xiao San'er has indeed completed his idea. The corpse is lifeless, but the skin has some activity, and he also masters the skin care method.
"Senior Ren, you can treat the cassock as a separate monk."
"Can the robe be used to practice other spells?"
"It should be difficult, mainly because the skin-raising method is not a prison method, so it will not form strange objects, causing the robe to be counterattacked by the spell."
Ren Qing nodded in affirmation of Xiao San'er's skill in weapon refining.
"The monks who created the skin nourishing method are very familiar with the human body. Holding the heart meat on the tip of the tongue only serves to stimulate Qi and blood."
"The key to skin care is the accompanying meditation method, which allows Qi and blood to hit acupuncture points throughout the body to nourish the skin."
Ren Qing smiled bitterly. How could a eunuch not be familiar with the human body?
According to the history recorded by various forces, he speculated that it was probably ruled by the imperial court in ancient times.
In addition to being someone close to the emperor, the eunuch might also be part of the intelligence collection department, specializing in shady work.
For example, using lynching to torture prisoners.
Looking at the spells created by Huang Ling, we can see that he did a lot of dirty things, and even his mind was distorted because of it. He was an out-and-out pervert.
Xiao San'er explained to himself: "I found that using silver needles to guide Qi and blood to stimulate acupuncture points eliminates the need for worry."
"Wouldn't it mean that as long as they are humanoid, they can be used to refine skin and nourish their skin?"
"Roughly the same……"
Xiao San'er saw the joy in Ren Qing's eyes and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. If the skin-raising method was mastered by an extreme monk, he would definitely take pleasure in killing people and refining weapons.
"Yes, it is of great use to me."
Ren Qing didn't expect that he would find a breakthrough in the Buddhist world by accident.
He asked Xiao San'er not to reveal the content of the skin-raising method to the outside world, and even if he wanted to sell the robes, he should try to use animal skins as the material.
Ren Qing returned to the outside world and immediately chose an old and frail goat.
The goat was already on the verge of death, and even its eyes were cloudy. It had not eaten any spiritual materials from heaven and earth, and was just an ordinary animal.
Ren Qing's palm spread out, and then a moth with a horn pattern appeared on its back.
The moth was transformed from the dream flower and contained Ren Qing's remaining demonic aura, most of which was consumed in the deep world.
The goat bleated from its mouth and wanted to stay away from Menghua in fear.
Menghua waited until the goat had no way to retreat, then landed on the latter's neck, injecting a trace of the devil's breath into the flesh and blood of the empty goat.
The goat twitched, there was a sound of bones colliding, and the flesh began to twist.
One can imagine how corrosive the devil's aura is. The beast has no power to fight back, and its fur color turns pure black in the blink of an eye.
The goat had a scary look in its eyes and struggled to get up, but only by standing on its feet, slowly approaching the black goat.
Ren Qing maintained the aura of the demon while imprisoning the goat with ghost shadow.
He used the skin-raising method to stimulate the goat's acupuncture points. Not to mention that after the goat transformed into a black goat, the acupoints were indeed the same as those of humans.
Menghua's demonic aura was relatively limited, so she reluctantly gave birth to the Black Goat.
At the moment when the black goat was formed, Ren Qing opened the fur and tried to pull the fur off, but the black goat became unstable.
boom! ! !
The black goat exploded, and the minced meat flew everywhere in the cave.
Ren Qing quickly used the Dream Flower to reabsorb the Heavenly Demon's aura. With the supreme Heavenly Demon's exaggerated reproduction ability, the total amount of the Heavenly Demon's aura will only increase.
He continued to experiment with the devil's breath, and goats died one after another.
Against the background of the underground river, the clean and tidy cave was filled with corpses, and the fungi were busy processing the goat's flesh and blood.
Because black goats can pollute living things, all flesh and bones are burned to death.
The fungi were protected by dragon blood, so they were not corroded by the devil's aura in large numbers. They just inevitably started a massive war at the microscopic level.
Ren Qing tried more than ten times in succession and finally figured out how to refine the skin nourishing method.
The result is a sheepskin with black hair, exuding a faint aura of demons, and can imitate the appearance of a black goat when worn.
Ren Qing used the demon to seize the body and came to the outskirts of the Buddhist world, letting the ghost take the black goat's fur into the darkness.
The black goat's fur seemed to come alive, and it opened its mouth wide to swallow the demon's breath.
But because the abdomen was opened, the devil's breath leaked directly from the stomach, but he did not feel the influence of the Buddhist world.
The ghost burrowed into the black goat's fur.
After the wound recovered, a lifelike black goat stood up on the spot, absorbing the aura of the devil that filled the air.
However, the demonic aura emitted by Dingguang Buddha is mixed with the Buddhist aura, causing the Black Goat's digestion efficiency to be low. The efficiency of strength growth does not depend on how long it takes to reach the warrior realm.
Ren Qing felt the same as Guiying. The black goat robe would still corrode the soul, but it was within the tolerance range.
He hesitated for a few moments, then released a dozen Dream Flowers and rushed to the animal pen.
After all, the animal pen has a steady stream of demonic aura.
When Ren Qing was in seclusion in the underground cave, he collected a lot of the auras of the heavenly demons, but he did not see any reaction from the supreme heavenly demons.
Now that the demon's breath is exhausted, he can only go to the animal pen to replenish it.
Ren Qing used the devil's aura on hand to refine a total of three black goat robes, and handed them directly to Han Li in the Buddhist world through the mushroom soul.
The fungus soul in Han Li's dantian guided the direction invisibly.
Half a day later, the fungus soul had found Han Li and his party in the darkness, and their number had been reduced to only seven people.
Han Li's spirit was a little sluggish, and he had already known the function of the black goat robe in advance.
So when he got the cassock, he put it on without hesitation, and he felt as if he was in the water.
Although his eyesight never recovered, the black goat's sense of smell was far beyond ordinary.
He could sense that the Buddhist world was full of dense monsters, which should have been alienated from the Tiandao Insects, and their numbers were still increasing sharply.
Han Li chose two companions to put on cassocks and search for the remains.
Ren Qing discovered that the black goat robe can isolate the influence of the outside world, and he used his consciousness to go to Dream City at will, which was considered a possibility to explore the Buddhist world.
Han Li and others returned to the world in the stomach without any danger.
Ren Qing asked the ghost to stay in the Buddhist world wearing a black goat robe. As long as he knew the reality of the Buddhist world, he could recruit monks to go there.
Of course, the premise is that the Buddhist world is stable enough.
Every time Dingguang Buddha expands, the Buddhist world will become immeasurable. Ren Qing has to think long term, at least to see how the situation will develop.
"Wait a minute, there's actually no need to rely solely on the Jailer's Hall to explore the Buddhist world..."
Ren Qing narrowed his eyes and reasoned that if he wanted to drive various forces to go to the Buddhist world, he only needed to show the role of the black goat robe and the benefits to attract them.
"Or, to attract nameless interests?"
(End of chapter)
