Too much thinking cannot replace actual action.
Gong Sanliu took Liu Tianzhen and started to shuttle back and forth on the map of the volcanoes.
Want to find some clues.
Assuming that these pictures were not meant to be used as a killing ground.
So what is their original function?
A simple world in a painting?
Or is there something else hidden?
Thick clouds enveloped the surrounding areas, and the erupting magma scattered dim light in all directions. Amidst the steaming heat, the light seemed to be distorted, presenting a cruel beauty.
This is still a weird aesthetic that belongs to special paintings.
The volcanoes in reality will most likely not feel like this.
"Look... what is that?" Liu Tianzhen pulled Gong Sanliu's hand, then pointed at the picture behind the dark shadow and asked him.
Gong Thirty-Six raised his eyes and looked out.
At first it was chaos and gray.
Looking closer, it was like seeing an endless forest sea in the steaming heat.
"It's the pine forest on a moonlit night...are these two pictures consistent?"
"Or are the different pictures merging with each other?"
Buzz!
A large yellow-skinned gourd sprayed clouds of gas from its tail, carrying the two of them, rushing out of the pine forest and flying into the map of Mount Doom.
The sudden intrusion broke the original dullness and tranquility.
"It's so hot!" The Taoist sitting halfway in front of the gourd said.
"Yes! My eyebrows are almost burnt clean." The monk, who was sitting halfway behind the gourd, said unhappily as he touched his bald forehead.
Gong Sanliu didn't stare at these two people.
But recognized them.
In fact, Gong Sanliu knew almost all the monks in this world theoretically.
Because they are all 'players' in the Huzhong Realm, when their souls log into the Huzhong Realm, they will be carefully observed by Ke Xiaoliang.
There are not that many monks who are qualified to be remembered by Ke Xiaoliang.
But Gong Sanliu recognized at a glance that the monk was a famous ascetic who broke the three precepts, and the Taoist was a drunk Taoist who was a Taoist monk.
"Being a monk requires you to have all the four elements. You have no hair, so you still care about your eyebrows?" The drunk Taoist said rudely to the monk behind him who had broken the three precepts.
Po Sanjie retorted: "That can't be done... shaving your head means losing all four elements, and losing your eyebrows means you are a trespasser. There is still a big difference between having eyebrows and not having eyebrows. The Buddha doesn't care what kind of image he shows to others, but the ignorant people in the world care. In what way did the Buddha listen to his complaints and repent?”
"That makes sense. Now it's mine." The drunk Taoist said unceremoniously.
Then he saw Gong Sanliu and Liu Tianzhen at a glance.
I also saw their hands clasped together.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Offense! Offense!"
"We're leaving now... we're leaving now!" The drunk Taoist patted the yellow-skinned gourd on his butt, turned the mouth of the gourd, and was about to leave.
Liu Tianzhen threw away Gong Sanliu's palm as if he was electrocuted, and then his face was full of embarrassment.
Gong Sanliu clasped his fists and said, "The two seniors also noticed that something was wrong here, so they came to investigate?"
People with low emotional intelligence will explain misunderstandings.
People with high emotional intelligence will change the topic in an instant with another more critical message.
Sure enough, both the drunk Taoist and the broken three precepts were attracted by Gong Sanliu's words.
"That's right! The secret realm is divided into areas. Each area is different, but they are slowly integrating."
"The poor monk has reason to suspect that this secret realm is slowly merging. And the reason for the fusion...may be the reason why a bloody battle must be fought here."
"Someone is using the method of blood sacrifice to sacrifice these originally incompatible fragments of the secret realm to knead them into a small world." Po Sanjie is still upright.
When Gong Thirty-Six introduced the topic, he directly stated what he had gained and thought.
No matter how the drunk Taoist winked, it was useless.
It wasn't long before the words of the monk who broke the three precepts fell.
The magma that was originally just boiling began to stir up bright red bubbles.
And right there in that bubble.
Some monsters that look like they are made of magma are rapidly taking shape just like embryos gestating.
"Don't tell me."
"It's troublesome to say it!" The drunk Taoist said complaining, but his movements were quite fast.
With a wave of his sleeve, a small bronze bell was thrown out.
The little bell grew in the wind, and then like a hill, it pressed towards the bubbles that gave birth to magma monsters.
Bang bang bang!
The bubbles burst one after another.
But the magma-like material that fell out of the bubbles did not dissipate.
Substances like magma and blood crawled on the ground.
Absorbing the huge firepower around him.
Then they twisted together and turned into a larger individual.
The monk who broke the three precepts was covered in golden light.
Fly down from the gourd.
A layer of Buddha's light and Buddha's shadow appeared on his body.
The martial arts dharma appears as the broken three precepts of the Buddha, but what he holds in his hand is a very lethal mace.
The golden mace struck at the weird wriggling substance.
Loud bang.
A huge hole opened in the ground.
Magma gushes out.
In the large cave of gushing magma, more weird things like meat balls and magma polymers poured out.
Gradually, some strange-looking monsters emerged from the magma.
They were covered in stone armor from later generations. They were tall and tall, but their cheeks were sunken, and slender but sharp horns like thorns protruded from their heads.
"This thing can't be beaten to death. It's basically a Taoist soldier raised in this secret territory."
"Taoist, use confinement methods to restrain them." Monk Po Sanjie was obviously very experienced. He didn't achieve any success with his attack, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, he turned around and ordered the drunk Taoist who was traveling with him.
In fact, the drunk Taoist had already taken out a jade bracelet from his arms at the moment when he could not perform any meritorious deeds by breaking the three precepts.
He held the jade bracelet in front of his eyes and shook it up and down.
Then he threw it hard.
The jade bracelet began to split in mid-air, and after a few breaths, it turned into a dozen jade bracelets of the same size.
Each jade bracelet is aimed at a magma monster.
When the jade bracelet tightly wrapped around part of the magma monster, these magma monsters not only slowed down greatly, but also staggered around as if they were drunk.
"You've been hit by my shaping spell, try again and see if you can kill him."
"If they are really Taoist soldiers, they must find their weaknesses and flaws, otherwise they will be endless and their imprisonment will not be a long-term solution." Zui Taoist said.
In an instant, a flying sword flew out of Gong Sanliu's sleeve.
The jet-black flying sword roared out.
Just like cutting through mountains and seas, it cut the imprisoned magma monsters into pieces.
Now that there are monks who have broken the three precepts, Gong Sanliu no longer needs the martial arts created by Gaowu World.
Instead, he used normal monk methods.
"What a flying sword!"
"With such skill in sword control...could he be a master of swordsmanship?" Zui Taoist asked Gong Sanliu and Liu Tianzhen about their details.
The severed magma monster dissipated and turned into a crystal that was as bright as fire and blood.
Break these crystals and viscous plasma flows out of them.
"Forging Taoist weapons with human blood is indeed a witchcraft."
"Be careful, we have exposed his trick, I'm afraid we won't be allowed to leave easily." Zui Taoist warned.
While speaking, the drunk Taoist had already pulled out an exceptionally gorgeous whisk.
The long handle of the whisk that he holds is more like the hilt of a sword, while the long and slender whisk tail is like a gathering of bright stars.
The whisk was swaying, and thousands of threads fell into the hot and boiling magma, seeming to shuttle through the ground.
After a few breaths, a large number of crystal stones with blood condensed in them were pulled out by the whisk.
A large, shiny area, like a big bunch of cherry tomatoes.
Zui Taoist's move directly omitted a lot of fighting links and solved a lot of troubles.
But it is inevitable that a few fish will slip through the net.
