high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 95 The Suppressed Creatures

"It seems that there is still some progress."

Wuhuai stood where he was, and sighed faintly.

His whole body is full of brilliance, like an arhat descending the dragon with infinite light, so dazzling that you can't look directly at it.

This sentence made Xu Hong and Bai Shu both confused and unable to understand its meaning, so they had to keep bowing their heads.

"Get up."

Wuhuai raised his hand, causing the two to stand up.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"I know I was wrong." Bai Shu replied honestly.

"Cultivation is like climbing a mountain. I don't know how many times I have told you this sentence, but I always refuse to hear it."

Wuhuai looked solemn:

"Eager for quick success, but will it end well?"

He looked at Bai Shuyan again, silently recited the Buddha's name, and nodded slightly.

To practice one level of orifices, first open the nine orifices, and then open the mud pills.

If the nine orifices are not perfect, the Niwan cannot be opened.

It was rare for him to be impatient, but he still opened up all the eye and ear apertures, and they were round and transparent.

However, the Red Dragon Tribulation, is it so easy to spend?

At this thought, Wuhuai couldn't help feeling a little suspicious.

Back in the day, when he was still cultivating his body, he was very cautious even in polishing his true qi. He wished to split one part of his mind into two, lest there be some omissions in his whole body, which would cause a loss of Taoism during the tribulation.

From the eye opening to the ear opening, it took more than half a year, and it was only under the protection of someone that Wuhuai dared to try it.

Unexpectedly, the newly recruited disciples were too stupid.

"If you want to break through in the future, please let me know in advance."

Wuhuai stopped thinking about it, and told Bai Shu:

"With my support, even if you can't survive the Red Dragon Tribulation, you can still survive, and you won't be burned into coke by the fire in your heart."

"I understand." Bai Shu nodded respectfully.

Little by little, even though Wuhuai's body was full of Zen sounds, subtle ghost cries were still coming out slowly from the depths of the Black Wind Cave.

The Black Wind Cave seems to go straight to the depths of the mountain, and Bai Shu was once curious and wanted to go to the end.

But it didn't take long for him to walk out before he was stopped by layers of dense laws.

A majestic vajra warrior held a magic pestle, which was disturbed by the law, and transformed into the void, and all kinds of illusory visions such as flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses gushing from the ground suddenly appeared.

Their vajra bodies seem to contain boundless power, and their every move can destroy mountains and boil rivers.

After Bai Shu opened his eyes, with his eyesight, he couldn't see through the end of the black smoke, what kind of creation existed.

And this is just the outermost layer, densely packed, surrounded by hundreds of layers of forbidden groups, which also dispelled Bai Shu's idea of ​​going down.

"The black smoke seems to have the effect of quenching the body."

Suddenly, at his side, Wuhuai heard Bai Zhu's voice:

"Disciple has tempered his physical body in the past few days and gained a lot of benefits."

"I didn't mean to punish you."

Wuhuai smiled:

"Although it is meant to let you retreat and repent, but the Batu Cave, which can purify the body, is not as good as the Vajra Pond in the Vajra Temple, but it is also a good place.

If you have nothing to do in the future, you can come here to practice one or two more times. The physical body is a treasure raft, which cannot be ignored. "

"Master."

Bai Shu hesitated for a while, but still boldly stepped forward and asked:

"I wanted to explore the end of the black smoke, but after a short time, I was stopped by Fa Ban. My disciple dared to ask, what is there at the end of the Black Wind Cave?"

"Batu Cave?"

Wu Huai, who was originally calm, froze suddenly, and even his face became stiff.

The red-faced monk sighed softly, his eyes were complicated and unpredictable.

When Bai Shu was worried and wondered if he had said something wrong, Wuhuai silently raised his eyes and looked straight into the Batu Cave.

The field of vision shuttles all the way, crossing the dim black smoke, crossing hundreds of layers of dense law prohibitions shining with Zen light, looking through the boundless thick soil layer.

In the depths of Fengshan Mountain, where the roots of the mountain gather, this is the last layer of legal prohibition.

It is like a big clear lake, only the vast water is shining, which is extremely clear.

The earthy yellow dragon transformed by the mountain spirit is playing in it, it is not panic when it senses Wuhuai's gaze, instead it wags its tail, as if it wants to get closer to him.

But as soon as it moved, it was held down by the tail by an old monk with a dark golden complexion and a solemn treasure.

The old monk's beard and hair are all white, and his body is surrounded by countless light clusters, and the sound of chanting sutras is circling all over the sky, like a holy big arhat.

"Nonsense! If you run away, Fengshan should make noise again."

He smiled and scolded lightly:

"If I had known about such a temper, I shouldn't have enlightened you."

The old monk patted Shan Ling's head, like lifting a cat, pinched the back of its neck, and gently tucked it into his sleeve.

"You need to hurry up."

He raised his old eyes and looked at the respectful Wuhuai above the ground.

"My incarnation is almost exhausted, and I can't suppress him anymore."

"Abbot..."

"Wuhuai, troubled times are approaching, and even the Holy Land may not be spared."

After the old monk finished speaking, he suddenly melted into the clear and clean lake below him, and he just stayed where he was, leaving a faint sigh.

"As soon as possible, achieve the fifth realm."

The red-faced monk was silent for a while before continuing to look. Under the clear and clean lake, there was a pair of black eyes looking at him with a smile.

One hundred and eight chains, made of dharma bronze, engraved with the Great Sunlight Curse all over the body, bound him firmly.

This being suppressed under Fengshan Mountain is equipped with seven colors of fire, gold, blue, red, white, yellow, and black, and is covered with filthy necklaces and bright pearls. sea ​​abyss.

His heart was pierced by a fairy sword, and his graceful body was as thin as a mummy, resembling an evil ghost.

The originally solemn and beautiful Tianyin became chaotic and frantic, and maddening whispers spit out from his chapped lips.

The unspeakable, disgusting voice is enough to destroy a person's entire reason and spirit, and all the good things in life that are worth nostalgic for are gone at this moment.

In my mind, only crazy and chaotic murmurs remained.

The magic sound was raging, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger, but when he just lifted his first finger...

bang!

One hundred and eight demon-subduing chains shine brightly, and all legal prohibitions are manifested.

On the top of the southwest mountain, the blood-red Suppressing Demon Archway suddenly roared violently.

A fierce, tyrannical and ferocious killing power penetrated into the mountainside, heading towards the creature.

The chaotic ravings were slowed down, the Zen sound was loudly released, and a vast void of the Buddha Kingdom solidified, pressing heavily on his back.

"Beast!"

Wuhuai smiled coldly, under the oppression of the Buddhist kingdom, black blood flowed from the seven orifices of the creature.

He looked away, shook his head, and said nothing more.

When the sleeve robe was stretched out in the air, it surrounded Bai Shu and Xu Hong, and then turned into a light again, and flew away from the Black Wind Cave.

After Wuhuai left, the red light dissipated and spread from all directions, endless black smoke once again filled the void, and the shrill wind sounded like a ghost crying again.

(End of this chapter)