River Tuluo Xian

Chapter 70 Hell Map

If the things in the painting ran out, he was familiar with them.

Everything he paints can possess such spirituality.

However, it was the first time that this self entered the painting.

Jiang Ling took Zhu Xiaolian's hand, and secretly pinched him.

But Zhu Xiaolian shuddered and gasped, "Brother Jiang, what's the reason?"

Seeing that he was so drunk, Jiang Ling had no choice but to pat his head again, a little spiritual power was aroused in the palm of his hand, under one pat, Zhu Xiaolian felt as if he had been slapped on the head, and his spirit was awakened as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Blinking again, he gave Jiang Ling a blank look: "Huh, brother Jiang? Where is this? Why did we come here?"

He looked around again, saw the lofty mountains and the sea of ​​clouds rising, and couldn't help but want to chant poems.

Jiang Ling couldn't help smiling, and said: "Brother Zhu, don't you notice something is wrong?"

"No? What's wrong?"

Zhu Xiaolian pointed at the mountain, suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Jiang means that the scenery here is beautiful, which is rare in the world, right?
There is a saying that [horizontally, it is a ridge and a side is a peak, and the distance and height are different].There is also [Flying Sky Mirror under the Moon, Clouds and Sea Building], this scene where the sun and the moon are in the same sky is really rare, and the scenery here is indeed beautiful and charming.

You and I have this blessing, but this trip is worthwhile. "

Jiang Ling: "..."

It seemed unnecessary to remind him.

Is this worthwhile trip?
Do you know where you came from?
After Zhu Xiaolian finished speaking, he looked back and happened to see the team of women holding flowers.

"Hey, there seems to be a temple on this mountain, and there are many young ladies, Brother Jiang, why don't you go and see it together?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fixed on the girl with the bun at the end of the line again.

A strange look appeared on his face: "It's strange, why does that little lady look so familiar to me?"

Jiang Ling smiled heartily, just now you invited people to drink in the ancient village, so naturally it looks familiar.

And the girl waved at him now and smiled at him.

Probably it was his previous invitation that made this girl have a certain connection with him.

Zhu Xiaolian smiled shyly, and whispered, "Brother Jiang, you can see that pretty little lady is smiling at me and waving at me."

Jiang Ling: "I see."

While Zhu Xiaolian was shy, he felt happy again, straightening his clothes: "I never imagined that I would be loved by young ladies like this. Since there are beauties far away, I should not lose my manners."

After finishing speaking, he bowed to the woman upright.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, her face was peachy, and waved at him again, as if she wanted him to go over.

Zhu Xiaolian was very moved: "I don't know where this place is, but the folk customs are so romantic, just like in the Book of Songs, the reeds are green, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yiren is on the side of the mountain. That little lady took the initiative to call me over, I am really happy. "

Jiang Ling thought, it's no wonder that scholars in ancient times were often called nerds, this brother Zhu seems to be not very smart.

"Brother Jiang? Do you want to go?"

"The little lady didn't call me, if I go, wouldn't it be a disaster?" Jiang Ling said.

Zhu Xiaolian clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang is Brother Jiang after all. The parents who gave birth to me know me. Brother Jiang also knows me. Although Brother Meng and I have known each other since we were young, in terms of knowledge and interest, we are far inferior to Brother Jiang."

After speaking, he patted Jiang Ling's shoulder gratefully.

Jiang Ling is still smiling wryly, Brother Meng?You still remember Brother Meng?Don't you even look at your brother Meng?
Zhu Xiaolian suddenly stepped forward to meet the little lady.

After arriving at the little lady's side, the little lady secretly looked forward, then took Zhu Xiaolian's hand, and ran away to the side.

Zhu Xiaolian smiled like a fool, waving at Jiangling while running.

Mostly he wanted to tell Jiang Ling—【Brother Jiang, I'm sorry! 】

Looking at him walking away, Jiangling is still far away.

There was something weird about it, and he didn't plan to wander around until he figured it out.

Sitting cross-legged on the same spot, he closed his eyes tightly and kept his mind focused. Suddenly, he sensed a light source that was faintly shining a short distance away.

Upon closer inspection, the light source was actually a glowing yang fish.

And this glowing yang fish was exactly the half of the jade ring he got from First Young Master Zhu before.

'Isn't this jade ring on my body? '

When he touched his bosom, he felt empty, but when he focused on the jade ring, he suddenly came to his senses.

The him at this time is not the real him, but his soul.Not the flesh.

'It turned out that my soul was out of my body, and this mural sucked in my original soul. '

When he was looking for a way to go back, he also found that as long as his mind and mind were united and locked on the jade ring, as long as his soul followed this line, he would probably be able to return smoothly.

'I don't know what this jade ring is, but it has such a miraculous effect. With it, it seems that any distracting thoughts can be suppressed, and it can shatter illusions, allowing people to return to their true nature. '

When he tried to use the jade ring as a guiding light and approached there, he really felt that he was getting closer to the physical body.

Gradually, he discovered that there was a barrier five feet away from the cliff.

That diaphragm is the boundary between reality and illusion.

'As long as it penetrates through, the original soul should be able to return to its place. '

After finding a way, he no longer worried.

Then he stepped up the stairs,

Three hundred steps make a pavilion,
Stepping up the nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, you can enter the Daxiong Hall.

The woman who held the flowers before was obviously not walking fast,
But at this moment, they didn't even see a shadow.

Jiang Ling has already realized that this is the primordial soul in the illusory world, so he doesn't have to climb step by step.

With just a little movement of consciousness, hundreds of steps can be crossed in one step.

In just a few steps, we are close to the top.

At this time, the bell sounded, deafening.

There is a Buddha who opens an altar and lectures in the broad field at the top of the mountain.

Jiang Ling climbed up the last step and looked around, only to see the seven-colored ring on the Buddha's head. The Buddha has three heads and six eyes.

There are two forms, the former is majestic, and the latter is vicious and ugly, full of ferocious eyes.

During the lecture, his figure changed from these two forms.It's hard to see.

I don't know which form is his true state.

Jiang Ling glanced at it for a few moments, and said in a broken voice, "It's King Ashura!"

King Ashura is the fifth aspect of the eight dragons.

Also one of the six realms, irritable and aggressive.

And in the Asura tribe, the men are extremely ugly, but the women are all upright and beautiful.

All of a sudden, Jiang Linghu'er also understood.

'This mural doesn't depict a paradise in the fairy world, but a picture of Shura's hell! '

King Ashura is opening the altar, and there are all his believers below him, his people.

Suddenly, Jiang Ling noticed several believers who looked behind him.

Probably he said the name "King Asura"!
How can the Buddha be called directly when he is in front of him?
This is, blasphemy and disrespect!

'Can you hear it so quietly? '

He just blurted out the name just now, and it was only audible.

But those Shura people are different from ordinary people, they have sharp eyes and ears, and they can hear clearly.

In order not to cause trouble, Jiang Ling immediately descended the stairs.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, he fixed his mind on the jade ring, and using the jade ring as a guiding light, his soul jumped and returned to his body in an instant.

When Yuanhun returned to his body, he only felt his arms were sore, and when he took a closer look, it turned out that he had maintained the posture of supporting the wall with one hand for a long time.

Looking at the side, Zhu Xiaolian was lying in a corner, looking like a dementia, still not awake.

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