My martial arts rely on solving cases

All the tender memories on Wu Huanhai's face were put away, and what appeared was deep fear.

The reincarnation nirvana circle is a magic circle that can seal the gods and let the gods sink into the nirvana void.Wu Huanhai is a master of formations, so he understood the horror of this formation at a glance.

How terrible is it to perish forever in a world where you can't hear, see, eat, smell, touch, or even feel the passage of time?

Wu Huanhai stared at the magic circle for a long time, his eyes became more and more bloodshot, and the expression on his face became more and more ferocious.

"Duan Hongxuan... you actually created such a terrifying magic circle to deal with me? Even if you seal me for three hundred years, I won't have much resentment towards you after I get out of trouble. I thought it was just your temporary willfulness, but no Thinking of it, you actually want to kill me like this!"

Wu Huanhai exerted a little force in his hand, and the scroll exploded.

Scanning the dazzling array of document files with bright red eyes, Wu Huanhai opened a new file again.

An hour later, Wu Huanhai's gloomy figure slowly walked out of the Tide Tide Pavilion.King Guyue and Palace Master Gouyue stood obediently outside the Tide Tide Pavilion, motionless.

"Teacher!" King Gu Yue asked in an incomparably submissive manner, and there was no trace of the original rebelliousness on his face anymore.

"Where is Duan Hongxuan's grave?" Wu Huanhai stared at Gou Yue with sharp eyes and shouted.

"The resting place of the patriarch is in the ancestral mausoleum on the top of the mountain."

Wu Huanhai's eyes flickered for a long time and asked again, "What is the secret passed down by the saints of the past?"

Gou Yue was startled by Wu Huanhai's gloomy eyes, and shook her head hastily, "The inheritance of saintesses is a top-secret lineage of saintesses, even if you are the master of the palace, you don't know about it. But... the saintesses of all generations will go to the palace after completing the inheritance." A trip to the ancestral mausoleum, maybe...there will be secrets in the ancestral mausoleum."

Wu Huanhai's figure flickered and disappeared instantly.

On the top of Tianque Palace, the space suddenly distorted for a moment.Amidst the distortion, Wu Huanhai stepped forward and appeared in front of the ancestral mausoleum.

The ancestral mausoleum is made of marble, and each piece weighs a hundred tons. It is extremely difficult for ordinary craftsmen not to mention completing the construction, even transporting it up the mountain.But for Tianque Palace, this kind of physical work is relatively easy.

There is a stele in front of the ancestral mausoleum, which is three feet high and half a foot wide. It is written to the forbidden area of ​​the ancestral mausoleum of Tianque Palace, the tomb of Duan Hongxuan, the founder of the school.

Wu Huanhai clenched his hands behind his back slightly, only to hear a loud noise, and the tomb suddenly exploded.A bottomless hole was revealed.

Wu Huanhai took a step forward, and the next second he had already reached the bottom of the tomb.

The tomb is very simple, with three tombs, the middle one is the main tomb, and a sarcophagus is placed in the middle.Wu Huanhai came to the side of the sarcophagus, gently stroked the sarcophagus, and slowly opened the lid.

After seeing the scene in the sarcophagus clearly, Wu Huanhai sighed softly, "It's really not what I expected."

What lies in the sarcophagus is a set of clothes and no bones.Moreover, Wu Huanhai was very sure that back then they had mastered the technique of keeping corpses from decaying after death.

Three hundred years ago, both of them were immortals, how could they allow their corpses to rot like mortal dust and dung, and finally turned into dry bones?If it is really Duan Hongxuan's tomb, it must be a well-preserved Duan Hongxuan.

Just now Wu Huanhai studied the circle of reincarnation and nirvana for a long time in the secret room, and found that although this circle is powerful, the conditions for its activation are extremely harsh and the requirements for the operator are extremely high.With such a demanding requirement, in Wu Huanhai's view, only Duan Hongxuan can successfully activate it by operating it herself.

Because Duan Hongxuan has been called by Wu Huanhai for ten thousand years, the one with the highest talent in the formation has been the most talented person for ten thousand years.Without Duan Hongxuan, the formation would go backwards by a thousand years.

The empty coffin in front of him confirmed Wu Huanhai's guess.

"Are you still alive? Have you also achieved immortality?" Wu Huanhai muttered to himself with a solemn expression.Suddenly, his eyes swept over the opened coffin board, and there were words on the coffin board.

Wu Huanhai released a ray of light from his hand, and carefully checked the words on the coffin lid with the help of the ray.After reading it, Wu Huanhai's heart suddenly surged like a river and a sea.

On the lid of the coffin, there is a record of a needle method that makes people fall into extinction.This acupuncture method can make people fall into the fetal breath and enter the state of suspended animation.Then seal the physical body with ten thousand years of empty jade.

Every ten years, you only need to inject real power into the ten thousand-zai empty jade, and you can maintain the life of the person in the nirvana in the empty jade. This state of nirvana can last for at least a thousand years.

Although this method is not truly immortal, it can suspend life and use the past to become a future person.

"Duan Hongxuan, you created this nirvana method so that I can get out of trouble in the future, and then seal me with the reincarnation nirvana circle! Could it be that our previous vows were all lies?

Since you are so ruthless, don't blame me for being ungrateful.The secret passed down by the saintesses of the Tianque Palace should be the secret that you are still alive.In addition to sealing me, the mission of the saints in the past is to ensure that you in the extinction will not dry up. "

As he said that, Wu Huanhai's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Palace Master Gouyue again in the blink of an eye.

"You really don't know the whereabouts of your saintess?"

"I don't know, after the saint was taken away by the elder sister, I never..."

Suddenly, Wu Huanhai clasped Gouyue's forehead, and lifted Palace Mistress Gouyue's head as if holding a rubber ball.

"Since you don't know, I have no choice but to search your memory myself. Originally, I thought you were Duan Hongxuan's junior, so I didn't care about you, but you are disobedient."

"Senior, spare your life, senior, spare your life! I said, I said..." Palace Master Gou Yue was so frightened that tears splashed and begged for mercy.

When the fear of death engulfed her like an abyss, her reaction was no different from that of ordinary people.

What kind of martial arts master is not afraid of death, and he will do it if he is indifferent to life and death?That's because the higher the martial arts, the faster the death.Even in many cases, people are killed when they think they have the chance to win, and they have already crossed the bridge when they realize that death is coming.

But if death is allowed to spread little by little, and every detail of death is clearly felt, the level of martial arts is the same, fear will be infinitely magnified, there is no limit.

"Say, where is the saint?"

"At the Lotus Temple, beside Zen Master Huixiang."

Wu Huanhai let go of Palace Mistress Gouyue's head, and nodded thoughtfully, "I should have thought that they would put the saint there."

Wu Huanhai suddenly turned around and walked out. With one step, his figure had disappeared a hundred feet away. If he took another step, Wu Huanhai was no longer in sight.

Zezhou, Lotus Temple.

Suddenly, the bells on the Golden Lotus Pond exploded, and the bells exploded like thunder, rippling around.

The Buddhist beads pinched by Wukong, the host of the Lotus Temple, suddenly broke, and countless Buddhist beads fell, jumping and scattered on the ground.

"Who rang the bell?" Monk Wujing was startled, stood up and shouted loudly.

"No one is ringing the bell, the morning bell itself is ringing! Elder, what is going on? Is there a ghost?"

"Nie Zhan, this is the Lotus Temple, which ghost has the guts to come to my Buddhist gate?"

"Amitabha——" Wukong recited the Buddha's name loudly, "the alarm bell rang, and a catastrophe is imminent. This is the catastrophe of the Lotus Temple. All juniors, come out with me to deal with the catastrophe."

Wukong presided over and led a group of masters out of the quiet room, and just arrived in the empty courtyard, above the sky, colorful clouds were rolling.A figure descended from the sky and slowly landed on the roof in front of the masters.

"Let Monk Huixiang come out to see me, otherwise, this deity will wash the Lotus Temple with blood today, and not a piece of armor will be left behind."

"Amitabha! Uncle Huixiang passed away two days ago, and the benefactor is late."

"Hahaha... Bald donkey, you dare to lie to me? When the god came to the world, your grandfather was not even born yet. Although monk Huixiang is annoying, he is not a short-lived minister. Easy to die?"

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. The uncle did pass away not long ago. Dare to ask the benefactor... the emperor's teacher?" Wukong asked suddenly.

"It's the deity!"

"Uncle Master left a piece of Buddha's gatha before his death and ordered me to give it to the emperor when I have a chance." Wukong took out a piece of golden paper from his sleeve and handed it out.

With a flick of Wu Huanhai's finger, the paper floated into his hand.On the paper was written a sentence familiar to both those who believe in Buddhism and those who do not believe in Buddhism.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

But the point is not this sentence, but the Buddha's meaning emanating from these nine characters.The meaning of Buddha came out on the paper, which made Wu Huanhai clearly feel that the person who wrote this sentence was no longer a human being, but a Buddha.

A horrified expression appeared on Wu Huanhai's face, "Have Monk Huixiang broken the realm of Arhat?"

"Yes!"

"Then why did he pass away?" Wu Huanhai snapped.

"The moment of Zen has arrived, when you die, you die."

"Have you arrived at the moment of Zen? When you die, you die?" Wu Huanhai chewed on these words, and suddenly his face changed drastically.

"Monk Huixiang is not enough to prove the way of Arhat, he is forced to prove the way, and the moment is Fanghua. The purpose of his proof is to gather the relics of reincarnation, isn't it?"

"Amitabha..." Wukong presided over the recitation of the Buddha's name, but did not answer.And his silence was the answer.

"The saint has fallen into extinction and needs reincarnation to wake up. So, the saint of Tianque has awakened? Where is she?"

"The poor monk doesn't know!"

"I don't know?" Wu Huanhai roared with a ferocious face, raised his hand, and sucked Host Wukong and another old monk with white beard and hair into his palms.

"Little monk, I heard that you Buddhist disciples are not afraid of death? But have you ever seen death? Do you know the feeling of death? Have you ever died?"

"Amitabha, benefactor, please don't kill again. If the benefactor insists on killing, please start with the poor monk. May the poor monk be the last person killed by the benefactor."

"Okay, then I'll kill them one by one until some of you are willing to talk."

Suddenly, Wu Huanhai turned his face away and looked into the depths of the Buddhist hall, and raised his palm, "Who is sneaking around there, come out for me—"

boom--

A figure flew out of the Buddhist hall and landed in front of Wu Huanhai.

"Are you a member of the government? What's your name?"

The black shadow on the ground turned and jumped up, in the air, with the Miao knife unsheathed behind it.The light of the knife flickered and shone coldly.

"Destroy the sky and destroy the earth, False God Slash!"

Wu Huanhai's eyes brightened, showing a hint of approval for this move.Although this person's cultivation is only at the peak of the innate, but he is only thirty years old, and he has already touched the threshold of the master realm.Within three years, this person will definitely break the master.

It can be regarded as a dragon and a phoenix among people!
Unfortunately, the gap with Wu Huanhai was too great.Wu Huanhai stretched out two fingers, and with a light touch, Xue Chonglou's knife was firmly held by Wu Huanhai.

Wu Huanhai raised his hand, holding Xue Chonglou's head in the palm of his hand like picking up the stars and the moon.