Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 252 The Gate of Latent Desire, the Black Sin Peacock
The cave was covered with spider silk because no one had visited it for a long time, and the dark wind kept blowing, bringing with it a fishy smell that had not disappeared after countless years.

Yu Bufan unfolded the folding fan and started fanning it rapidly.

"Juechen, this is the Cave of Despair, the place where Ni Hai Chongfan conducted the believer's test."

"Ah."

"Only through the torture here can one become a true believer, but this place is full of bones. Could it be that during the test, these people all died?"

"maybe."

The further the two of them walked in, the more bones they saw. When they reached the last large cave, the bones inside were piled up like a mountain, filling the entire cave.

Even though the two had experienced many battles, they were still shocked by the scene before them.

Mo Dao Juechen pulled out a bone, with a frightening sword mark clearly left on it. He pulled out several more bones, and so on.

"It's not that the torture was unbearable, these people were killed here."

"Juechen, it seems that it is necessary to go to Yufeng Island again. The only high-level person traced so far is Du Wuyu."

"Ah."

Yu Bufan has always been indifferent, but he couldn't help being angry at this time: "The world of desire and latent desire are really the same thing. One is using the banner of authentic Buddhism to bring trouble to Buddhism, and the other is deceiving the world under the guise of hope in despair. How can there be so many evil cults in the world?" !”

"They must be stopped."

"It's a pity that Du Wuyun didn't want to hand over the Death Seal, otherwise we would take it and open the Gate of Latent Desire, then stay here and clean them all out."

It was Luo Hou's arrangement that the world sealed the sword and stared at Ni Hai Chongfan. To deal with this kind of organization that could not decide where to preach in a small village, the only way to deal with it was to use man-to-man tactics.

Although Nihai Chongfan's headquarters was sealed by Du Wuyun, it does not mean that the organization is completely dead. Just like the world of desire lurks in the Buddhist hometown, Nihai Chongfan also has many diehards who preach while waiting for their saints. The Navigator and the Judge have arrived.

The effect is very obvious. After several years of pursuit and suppression, except for a few undercover teams that infiltrated and undercover, the rest of the cult members have been captured and put into the prisons of the world.

Just wait until the leader is captured and then conduct the final trial.

Yu Bufan and Mo Dao Juechen exited the desperate cave and headed to Yufeng Island.

"Juechen, I heard that your sword skills have improved again, please don't pull me too far."

"The day before yesterday, I competed with Xiao Liuguang, who has learned the Langchen sword technique, but he was slightly better. My sword technique is still far from the top."

"Take your time, we still have a lot of time anyway."

Just as they arrived at the outskirts of Wind Controlling Island, they saw a heavy rain pouring down on the island, with a strong smell of blood floating in the rain.

"Not good!"

At this time, Storm Heart Slave was throwing a head that had long since turned into bones in front of Du Wuyun.

"The slave in my heart is sinking into darkness. My father cannot be safe in death. I came back from Jiuquan to see you."

"Slave Rainstorm Heart, you actually dug up your own father's grave!"

"Not only that, Uncle Du, Xinnu also killed his senior brother in front of his father's grave. Since he likes to pester his father so much, he should go to hell to accompany his father."

Du Wuyun was furious and couldn't bear it anymore. He pointed at the person in front of him: "It's hopeless!"

Stormy Heart Slave continued: "Uncle Du, did you hear my father scolding you? You failed to live up to his request and made Heart Slave become a bad person."

"drink!"

With a loud drink, the ancient wind unsheathed, arousing the shocking sword energy, and swept away the heavy rain heart slave.

At the same time, the war sickle flashed, bringing out a large rain flower, and quickly slashed the wind emblem with a sword.

The sword meets the demon and the sickle, the sword leaves no life behind, the virtual and the real are intertwined, and the wind and rain roar together.

After a fierce battle for a long time, Du Wuyun's sword was like the winter wind, becoming more and more awe-inspiring in the blink of an eye, making the heavy rain heart slave gradually lose its wind.

"The rain of sacrifices and the bloody wind are blowing!"

As the ghosts chant evil curses, a sense of death comes over them, life is gone, and the world becomes a hell again.

In an instant, darkness covered the surrounding areas, and the demonic light reached the sky, dragging Du Wuyu towards the Eighteen Hells.

The wind blades and nightmare fire in the formation were like a sea of ​​killing, looping around continuously. Du Wuyun knew how terrifying this formation was, and when his sword technique changed, he immediately turned into a prairie fire wind, killing each step towards the formation's eye.

But the death energy in the formation gradually took away his life.

"Hehehehe, after all these years, Uncle Du, your swordsmanship has deteriorated. If you don't use your unique skills, you will really go to hell to accompany my father."

In a desperate formation and a desperate move, the death mark in Du Wuyu's body unexpectedly appeared instinctively: "The boundary of darkness is broken!"

Suddenly, a sword edge with several times more power roared out and turned into thousands of sword shadows, absorbing all the death energy in the formation.

With a bang, the formation broke again.

This time, Heavy Rain Heart Slave not only did not get angry, but was overjoyed: "Uncle Du, it turns out that you can really help Heart Slave find the Great God Zosa, so Heart Slave will spare your life for the time being."

Staring at the Death Seal emblem appearing on Du Wuyun's sword, the heart slave of Heavy Rain left with satisfaction.

Du Wuyun sheathed her sword and said nothing, waiting quietly for the vibration of the death seal to subside.

Yu Bufan and Mo Dao Juechen saw this scene in their eyes.

Without waiting for Du Wuyun to cover up, Yu Bufan stepped forward eagerly and asked: "Yijian Fenghui, we come here with no ill intentions. We just want to know if your death mark appeared just now, will the Gate of Latent Desire appear?"

"No comment."

Yu Bufan said helplessly: "Master Du, we have been to the desperate cave and know what kind of organization Ni Hai Chong Fan is. We also know that you were one of the original founders and later sealed Ni Hai Chong Fan with your own hands."

"You can learn so much information in a short period of time. Yu Bufan, you are a thoughtful person." "Island Master Du, no matter what your past is, since the latent desire is sealed, it means that you have parted ways with this cult, and we have the possibility of cooperation."

"You can't imagine how powerful this organization is."

"Can it be as powerful as Desire Realm and Bo Xun?"

"Latent desire and the realm of desire have the same source. The power of faith possessed by the realm of desire creates Bo Xunling Buddha Heart, and the power of faith possessed by latent desire turns into the four seals of birth, old age, sickness and death."

Seeing that it was difficult to convince him, Yu Bufan had no choice but to retreat and do the next best thing:

"Or, please tell us the location of the Gate of Latent Desire. We will have our own strategy."

Du Wuyun finally relented: "The abyss of unforeseen circumstances, this is a road map."

Yu Bufan took the Lu Guan Tu and bowed to express his thanks: "Thank you very much, please."

Looking at the disappearing figures of the two people, Du Wuyun sighed: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Is the Gate of Latent Desire really going to appear?"

Things from long ago gradually emerged before my eyes——

The world is in chaos, and the people are suffering.

Jiu Shenlian, Ben Xijun, and Huofengxing formed a sworn brotherhood in Huanglong Village and decided to create a sail against the sea together.

In times of war, faith is the only way to bring comfort to the people. It is like a lighthouse in the vast sea, guiding the direction of life.

Huo Fengxing picked up a bloody scarf from the corpse and tore it into three parts as a token of the friendship between the three of them.

After the founding of the religion, Jiu Shenlian became the Holy Navigator, Tianyu, and Benxijun became the Holy Judge, Dizhuo, because of his black sin secret skills.

One of them is responsible for God's grace, and the other is responsible for God's punishment, so that miracles can be manifested in front of the world.

Huo Fengxing inherited the Death Seal of Destruction and Hui, and was responsible for killing people.

Killing people makes people more desperate.

Only hope in despair will make people flock to it.

Until one day, Jiu Shenlian ordered him to kill all 500 people in the desperate cave to create the Zaohai Tala Formation.

One resentful soul makes the world dim for one day, and [-] resentful souls will make the world's light disappear for a hundred years.

The existence of the desperate cave was meant to test the will of believers, but it turned into a cemetery for more than [-] people. This was a murderous karma that Hu Fengxing could not get rid of in his life.

Just after that day, Fu Fengxing traveled further and further away from Tian Yu and Di Biao, and finally chose to seal Ni Hai Chongfan with a death seal.

Benkai-kun, who knew the news, came and fought with him until both sides were injured. At the critical moment, Benkai-kun was stolen by the ghost thief Hun Senju and his soul was stolen. He has been unconscious since then.

Outside Xizi School, Hun Qianshou was picking flowers in the wilderness, trying to weave a wreath for his daughter Lianzhuang.

"The old dog is nearby, so he shouldn't have encountered that demon by chance, right?"

Suddenly, a voice that shocked Hun Qianshou sounded from behind: "Devil, are you talking about me?"

Hun Qianshou turned around tremblingly: "Burning Rain... Heavy Rain Heart Slave!"

"It's Xiaosheng, what do you think? What do you want to use to redeem your life?"

"The key...the key has been taken away."

"That's not what the slave is talking about. Think about it quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to help but cut off your head."

The huge scythe was placed on Hun Qianshou's neck, and it was cold to the bone.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The devil's voice from hell urged him to die, and suddenly, Hun Qianshou blurted out: "The soul of the black sin peacock!"

"Smart man, you have escaped death's invitation again."

Storm Heart Slave put away the scythe and took the vial containing Lord Bensei's soul.

Hun Qianshou fled towards Xizi Academy in embarrassment: "At the last moment, it's not safe here anymore. Let's leave quickly!"

Yu Bufan and Mo Dao Juechen traveled quickly through the unpredictable abyss as shown in the road map.

I saw an old man who was as skinny as firewood, using his broken bones to dip bloody handprints on the rock wall of the mountain, forming a strange pattern.

At his feet were several fresh corpses, and it was obvious that the blood in his hands came from these corpses.

The cruel scene made Yu Bufan frown: "Stop!"

The old man turned around, with a look of enthusiasm on his ruined face, and kept saying: "Tulu has no boundaries! Tulu has no boundaries!"

"Who are you?"

"A decayed person cannot talk about prosperity. Only a few people know this place. Why do you two come here? Why don't you speak frankly?"

"We are looking for the Gate of Latent Desire. Is it right here?"

The old man raised his head and laughed: "I have been waiting here for hundreds of years, but I have not waited for the Gate of Latent Desire to appear. Why don't you wait for it instead?"

With a bang, the desert knife was raised and placed on the shoulders of the withered old man: "It will be good for you to tell the truth."

"Huh, I am here, waiting for my companions, but who would have thought that you would be the ones to find me first. The door to latent desire is indeed here, and unless the traitor of the past is found, this door will never be opened."

At this moment, a loud voice sounded, and then, a gorgeous figure stepped on a giant beast and descended.

"The light in front of you is about to be dark. The holy light in despair is about to come. God is merciful, God is immortal."

(End of this chapter)