I want to embrace the moon for nine days

The Kunlun Mountains are like pillars piercing the sky.

Inside the seven-story pagoda, Yu He suddenly stroked his sword.

"My Double Dragon Lock was broken."

Helian Peng was a little surprised: "So fast, he should have just arrived in the North Pole..."

"Not only did he break the Double Dragon Lock, but he didn't damage the root of the Snow Bamboo Lotus. The technique he used was amazing."

Yu He had a complicated look in his eyes and smiled, "It looks like we're going to face twice as many enemies."

He looked down at his fingertips. The emerald green sword light swirled like a hair, forming a small hollow Bagua pattern. The eight hexagrams lit up in turn, rotating clockwise and counterclockwise.

Suddenly, Yu He placed a finger on the hilt of his sword, drew his sword and slashed at the Lotus of Samsara.

Helian Peng was shocked.

It is not an easy task to wash away the traces in the Samsara Lotus, restore it to purity, and maintain its activity.

Especially the two petals of Kunlun Patriarch. Not only did they have to wash away the aura of Kunlun Patriarch's own cultivation, but they also had to wash away the aura of Kunlun Patriarch's laziness and disaster. It was not easy and it took him so many years.

In comparison, it would be much easier to refine the lotus of Grandma Styx as long as one could catch it, but it would still take at least half an hour.

Yu He's sword intent reversed yin and yang, and was extremely sharp and fierce. With one sword, he could certainly erase all traces of the Styx Grandma.

But I'm afraid that the damage he caused to the petals of the Lotus of Samsara would be even more serious than before.

But Helian Peng dared to ally with Yu He, so he had his own decision. Although he was shocked, he suppressed his thoughts and did not have a single willpower to hinder or interfere.

The emerald green and transparent tip of the sword swept across the petals.

After the sword was retracted, the tender petals trembled slightly without a trace of scar, but the aura of the Styx that was entangled inside had been cut off completely.

Helian Peng was surprised and delighted: "With this sword, why not..."

Before he finished speaking, he thought that this should have been created by Yu Hegang.

Perhaps he sensed the essence from the method that Su Hanshan used to break the Double Dragon Lock, and incorporated it into his swordsmanship, so that after the extremely sharp strike, the sword had a little more bluntness, making it tremble without hurting.

"good good good good!"

Helian Peng laughed loudly, stood up, pinched four petals of lotus in one hand, and waved open the door to the underworld with the other hand, "There is no time to lose, let's set off now!"

Yu He glanced outside: "Kunlun..."

"Don't worry, as the Dharma King for five hundred years, my authority in Kunlun is infinite."

Helian Peng had nothing to worry about. He threw his red robe and said with a smile, "Even if we are not here, they will try their best to hold on for a while longer and try their best to hinder the people outside."

Yu He looked at him deeply, said nothing, and stepped into the underworld.

In the outside world, ever since the Dharma King Kunlun gave the order to launch the Ten Directions Vajra Great Mantra of the Two Realms, the buzzing sound of chanting has been echoing among the mountains. As time goes by, it seems to be engraved into the rocks and snow.

The snow on the steep cliffs showed no signs of avalanches. Instead, it looked brighter and cleaner. All the soft snow holes disappeared and no longer absorbed sound, instead becoming an alternative sound-amplifying terrain.

Jin Chang didn't just watch from a distance, but flashed in the air, and from time to time swung out a palm to collapse the outer hillsides, destroying the overall terrain and stopping the volume of the mantra from snowballing and growing stronger.

Otherwise, more and more demons will gather here in the world, merge with the bitter sea and golden mountain, and turn into the Snow Mountain Demon Kingdom.

There is such a sentence in the authentic legend of Kunlun.

When the Snow Mountain Demon Kingdom appears in the world, that is the moment when the authentic gods and Buddhas of Kunlun become the most powerful.

Demons were established because of gods, and gods appeared because of demons. Surrounded by thousands of demons, every guardian god will gain power that is close to immortality.

By then, every attack of the guardian deity would be a forbidden technique that would burn one's thoughts. Once it was used, one would die, but would be able to be resurrected from the dead, endlessly.

However, Jin Chang was only one person after all, and faced with the entire Kunlun's thousand-year heritage and the spreading momentum, he was still unable to contain it.

From the northern part of Kunlun Orthodox, many demons have flown here, seeking to be rescued in the sea of ​​suffering. They climbed on the northern side of the Golden Mountain and merged with each other, transforming from tiny demons into half-real and half-virtual giant demons. They then gathered in groups around the golden guardian gods.

The guardian gods formed by the power of thought were like real golden-embryoed gods and Buddhas, without any sense of illusion. They stood from the foot of the mountain on the north side to the top of the mountain, divided into seven rows and seven columns, with forty-nine figures standing there.

"In a thousand years, Kunlun Mountain, a sacred and holy mountain, has become like this."

Jin Chang cursed inwardly, "These damn things!"

If all the living dead in Kunlun were moved to other places, they could still stimulate their potential and create this magnificent golden mountain pure land.

Jin Chang was also confident that he could steal all the forty-nine guardian deities and make them unaware that they had already left the Pure Land.

But it doesn’t work in Kunlun.

On this authentic Kunlun land, every inch of rock and soil, every bit of ice and snow, is soaked in the breath of the sea of ​​suffering.

If that extremely heavy power of suffering had been resisted in the past, it would have definitely become a huge trouble for the people of Kunlun.

However, with the suppression of the Kunlun Dharma King, the entire sea of ​​suffering was suppressed by the slave system of various countries and could not cause any waves. Even if there were small ripples, they were nipped in the bud.

And now, the Ten-Directions Vajra Great Mantra of the Two Realms, which contains the wisdom and courage of the Buddha, has actively aroused the sea of ​​suffering and led the vast power of the sea of ​​suffering to launch a resistance.

The power of the sea of ​​suffering can't wait to pull down those high and mighty, beautifully decorated, and exploitative masters, monks, and guardian gods and Buddhas, down to the mortal world to experience their suffering.

However, this pulling has indirectly formed countless heavy and solid connections between the sea of ​​suffering and the mountain of gold, making it more difficult for the strong outside to find the flaws and even more difficult to split them up.

The mantra is the Buddha's original wish. Unfortunately, even the Buddha's benevolence and courage, the last appeal of Buddhism to oppose inequality, have been used by the Kunlun Orthodox Sect as a tool to continue to exploit the people's slaves and rule this sea of ​​suffering.

Boom boom! ! ! !
Suddenly, there was thunder and lightning in the sky, and the sky was filled with brilliant rays of light.

It is not appropriate to describe it as a glow. It is more like a magnetic auroral belt that can only be seen in the North and South Poles.

The indigo aurora stretches across the mountains, the rose-red vortex spans between the east and the west, and the golden sharp light band passes from the north and south, with sharp ends and swelling in the middle, occupying the sky.

The vast sky has become the most tolerant canvas, allowing the world's most brilliant and beautiful gem pigments, finely ground, to be splashed on it.

The sky was full of auroras, there was thunder but no dark clouds in sight.

The sound of thunder seemed to come from the sky.

Jin Chang was slightly startled and felt the shaking of thousands of layers of magnetic fields of heaven and earth.

The area where the magnetic fields intersect and react most intensely is a stream of colorful light that meanders from the north.

The colorful light was like a ribbon, and Su Hanshan's figure stepped on it, his eyes were bright and there was a hint of ferocious blood in his mouth.

He looked at Kunlun, raised his arms, and without stopping, pushed towards the bitter sea and golden mountain.

The sky is as raging as colorful clouds, carrying the North Pole towards Kunlun.

Boom! ! ! ! !
The vast mountains were all shaken, and the echo cleansed the ice and snow in the world.

Jin Chang was amazed. It was just a trip to the North Pole, but this little brother's momentum had reached a new level.

The Shuanglong Mountain and Sea have infinite demonic nature, which rotates the vital energy of heaven and earth outwards and moves the magnetic field. From the North Pole to Kunlun, it is likely that it has been tempering its Dharma body and physical body along the way without slowing down at all, which led to this collision.

Boom! ! !
The lingering sound can be heard for more than a hundred miles, and when it returns here, it is still strong and powerful.

The force of Su Hanshan's collision caused the northern part of the entire Bitter Sea to be pressed down, and the water of the Bitter Sea surged towards the south.

The pointed four-sided golden mountain was also shaken and rotated by the impact. The forty-nine guardian gods that had already appeared were burning and leading the demons to release layers of light waves to resist the magnetic field pressure between heaven and earth.

Amid the colorful light in the sky, two jade-white hands floated down, light as a dream, yet solid as rock. After several changes of hand seals, they returned to the Ziwu Seal and smashed down.

The foundation of Kunlun Golden Mountain was unstable at that time. When the top was hit, the whole mountain sank and seemed to fade a little.

This bitter sea and golden mountain was originally a scene created by the magic of mental power and the momentum of the mountains. After being hit twice in succession, the mantra used to construct the shape of the mountain suddenly revealed.

Thousands and thousands of golden Sanskrit characters appear and disappear, from the deepest part of the sea of ​​suffering to the top of the mountain.

Another magnificent and thick purple-gold sword energy came from the sky, shooting straight through the mountains, then suddenly turned and broke into beams of light, which fluttered and shot towards the Golden Mountain of Bitter Sea.

The Yellow River bends and stretches for thousands of miles, and its waves and winds blow from the ends of the earth!
Pu Qunsheng swung his sword in the air, breaking it into thousands of grains of sand and hitting the turning points of the golden Sanskrit strokes, destroying most of the spell that made up the golden mountain.

The buzzing sound that shook the mountains was dampened by this time and mostly faded away.

The three powerful men came from the North Pole without saying a single word.

Meeting is the most powerful move!
Even Kunlun's thousand-year heritage was showing signs of breaking down at this time.

Many of the living dead in the Kunlun Glacier had been burned to ashes, and most of the masters in the valley were bleeding from all seven orifices. Their souls were shattered by the joint attack of the three powerful men.

However, King Kunlun still did not take any action.

Su Hanshan didn't care about that. He retracted his arms and pushed again.

The tiger roar that emanated from his hands was earth-shaking, and the huge magnetic field vibration made the entire scene of the Bitter Sea and Golden Mountain fluctuate like a reflection on the water, collapsing from north to south.

The scenery of the Kunlun Mountains belonging to the real world finally reappeared.

The place where the Kunlun Dharma King was in seclusion, the entire outer layer of rock and glacier of the mountain were all affected by this shock and shattered into fine sand, revealing the shape of a seven-story pagoda.

"You've lost your home, are you still going to shrink back?"

Su Hanshan's palms had just been pushed to the limit, and he closed them together and chopped down.

The seven-story pagoda cracked with a snap and split in half vertically.

The energy in the knife marks expanded violently and repelled each other, causing the pagoda to open in both directions, revealing the scene inside. Except for a stone statue on the seventh floor of the pagoda, the rest of the pagoda was empty, with only some broken silk.

Su Hanshan frowned: "Gone?"

Jin Chang's face changed, and he said quickly: "No, at most it's in the underworld!"

Although he is here, his mind is focused on the underworld. It is certain that even if Yu He and Helian Peng went to the underworld, they never left the area corresponding to the previous Bitter Sea and Golden Mountain, otherwise he would have noticed it.

The four did not dare to delay and immediately broke into the underworld.

Both the primordial spirit and the dharma body were strong enough to penetrate the microscopic structure of the physical body with their mind, lead the physical body to move in the underworld, and maintain complete combat power.

In the area of ​​the underworld corresponding to Kunlun, there are not many ghost fires, because most of the mental power is intercepted in the Kunlun Sea of ​​Bitterness, or is consumed by the disciples of all generations in their practice and to create magical instruments.

All I could see were rolling hills and a vast desert with pale trees and flowers growing on them.

When the Bitter Sea and Golden Mountain were there, even this area of ​​the underworld was shrouded, preventing outsiders from spying.

But now the sea of ​​suffering has disappeared and the mountain of gold has collapsed.

As soon as the four of them arrived here, they felt an irresistible, extremely pure breath.

Not to mention Su Hanshan, who had seen the Samsara Lotus, even the other three people could clearly feel the presence of that aura.

It was a feeling that originated from the underworld, yet was incompatible with the filth and chaos of the underworld.

It seems that only by going deep into the underworld can one resonate with it.

"Strange, why do they have to practice the Samsara Lotus to be so pure that even they themselves can't hide this aura?"

Su Hanshan's mind flashed, "The heaven and earth are flawed, the strange flower of the underworld, the pure resonance... Could it be that the so-called origin of the underworld is not an abstract definition, but a specific core source?"

The four of them immediately broke through the ground and followed the breath, still communicating with each other through their minds.

"The underworld is vast. Even if there is such a thing as the origin of the underworld, it should at least be of the same size as the magma sea in the earth's core in the mortal world. It is impossible for it to be controlled by two gods just because of a flower."

Xue Zhulian said decisively, "I practice Ziwu Qi. Zi Qi comes from the underworld. If I must say, I have also vaguely felt the source of the power of the underworld. It is many times greater than my own cultivation."

The world of the living is the earth, which has a center and a core. If the underworld also has something corresponding to the inner core of the planet, it is indeed not something that can be controlled by the realm of the gods.

Su Hanshan pondered, "Is it possible that it's not the source of power, but something more subtle..."

Pu Qunsheng's aura suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise, "Could it be the Qiankun Lingtai?"

The communication of divine thoughts was extremely fast, and Pu Qunsheng did not hide anything, so as soon as his thought flashed through his mind, the other three knew what was going on with the Qiankun Lingtai.

To be precise, it is just a hypothesis, a speculation.

Although the demonic nature and evil energy in this world are all delicate and tiny, and there is no such thing as a naturally formed demon with a complete consciousness, their types are so numerous that it is difficult to count just based on their instinctive characteristics.

At that time, Su Hanshan cultivated the Demon-Subduing Blood Pill in the Daba Mountains and devoured the evil nature of the mountains. It can be said that there were billions of invisible tiny demons fighting and smashing in his body all the time, and it felt like there was an endless supply. Finally, he refined the big pill.

With his level of cultivation at that time, he could certainly look down upon all things, distinguish them clearly, and influence and subdue them all with sophisticated means.

But from the perspective of ordinary people, it is not easy to sense the existence of even a tiny demon.

How can we separate the various types from the countless demons that are born within the flesh?

What a terrifying number of people and what a long time it would take to test all the types of demons that exist in the human body.

How many times do we have to experiment before we can find out which types are easiest to induce and which are most useful to the human body after being subdued, so as to determine them as the standard for entry into practice and pass them on to future generations?

When Su Hanshan first entered this world, he realized the great value of the demon-subduing martial arts and the tremendous wisdom behind this martial arts system.

However, as he got to know the demonic devil better, he now realized in retrospect that he had greatly underestimated the immensity of this wisdom.

The admiration for this wisdom at that time was actually far from enough to describe one-tenth of this wisdom.

But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed somewhat abnormal that such a detailed martial art of subduing demons can be deduced based on the length of local history, the number of creatures, and the level of strong people.

Although there is a saying that the local creatures are confused by the authorities, there is still no shortage of outstanding talents, which raises questions about this.

How many coincidences are there in the history of demon-subduing martial arts to successfully become the history we see today?
Or is it that all the coincidences that bring success are due to the interference of an almighty and unpredictable existence behind the scenes?
Some people call this existence the true God, and add more emotions and characteristics to speculate about Him.

Some people, after long contemplation, believe that it may not be a god in the secular sense, but more like an inherent structure between heaven and earth.

If the world is regarded as a person, the underworld is the soul and the world is the body.

That structure, then, does not even represent consciousness, only intelligence.

If wisdom cannot be supported by the soul and the body, then it has no power, so there is no trace of it in the world, and we can only pursue it from overly smooth coincidences.

Similarly, if there really is such a separate wisdom in the world whose sole mission is to develop martial arts, perhaps it only takes a divine palace to influence it.

That is the Qiankun Lingtai.

"After the inexplicable turmoil a thousand years ago, although martial arts still developed, it was all due to the hard work of a few people. The progress over the past thousand years is indeed much worse than before, to the point that in addition to the demon-slaying martial arts, a branch such as the Pure Land Immortal was born."

Pu Qunsheng said, "If the Lotus of Samsara was separated thousands of years ago, and the guidance of the Spiritual Platform of Heaven and Earth to the world was cut off at the same time, then thinking the other way around, perhaps we can really find the Spiritual Platform of Heaven and Earth through the Lotus of Samsara."

Xue Zhulian seemed relieved: "If you just want to get ahead of us and gain martial arts wisdom..."

"Just the wisdom is scary enough."

Su Hanshan interrupted him, "Don't forget, the two of them have ready-made souls and bodies to display their wisdom!"

Jin Chang's expression was also extremely solemn, and he agreed very much.

The authentic Emei martial arts are too balanced, and the basic techniques are excellent in all aspects, which also means that none of them are extreme enough.

But as the head of Wudang, Jin Chang understood very well that sometimes martial arts wisdom might not necessarily bring about an improvement in realm, but it could definitely directly change combat power.

Just as he thought of this, Jin Chang suddenly felt that the breath of the Samsara Lotus had stagnated somewhere, and his pupils couldn't help but tremble.

"We must not let these two get ahead of us."

Jin Chang shouted decisively, "The two Emei people, come and help me to perform my power. Fellow Daoist Su, you come and pass through these circles of mine."

The Sky God flew out from his sleeves. Instead of forming the outline of the Dragon Man Demon God, it turned into layers of eyeless Yin-Yang fish images, rapidly advancing and spinning forward.

Soon, the arc in the middle faded and turned into circles.

Pu Qunsheng and Xue Zhulian, with hundreds of years of friendship with Jin Chang, had a tacit understanding in their hearts. They used authentic Taoist skills to attack Jin Chang.

The ends of Jin Chang's eyebrows were raised, his face flushed, and his thin body let out a loud roar, looking very majestic.

In the dark underworld strata ahead, there were countless substances that would be distorted when encountering the breath of the yang world. At this moment, all of them became transparent, quiet, empty and illusory.

The entire stratum was actually folding and shrinking.

There are countless rocks as big as palaces, which look like they are made of paper. They become flat when folded and small when stacked. They are all folded into short line segments on the circle.

Each circle was exerting force, and I had no idea how much was folded, but at the end of the circle, two figures could be seen.

Su Hanshan did not hesitate at all and flew through the circles at the highest speed.

At that moment, he felt that he was not passing through circles, but all the circles formed a warped space like a chicken egg, wrapping him up.

As long as he can withstand that brief pressure, the normal space outside will automatically bounce away this abnormal space.

boom! ! !
The pressure as heavy as a mountain disappeared in a flash.

The curved space around him became normal.

When Su Hanshan appeared, he was already in front of Helian Peng and Yu He.

Just now, the Martial Saint and the Dharma King changed their souls and bodies in an unparalleled instant, but still failed to completely avoid it.

Helian Peng's face looked extremely ugly. There was only one petal left on the rhizome of the strange flower in his hand.

"You! Little thief!"

"Oh, old dog!"

Su Hanshan raised his right hand, and the three petals of the Samsara Lotus were in his palm.

Why let him pass through the Stealing Heaven Circle Formation?

Because at that moment, Jin Chang was concentrating all his energy and had no time to move.

Then it could only be Su Hanshan, who had the experience of short-term electrochemical reaction and could maintain his clearest consciousness and judgment while passing through the Stealing Heaven Array.

The two people holding the Lotus of Samsara had a strong aura and were ready to fight.

Yu He didn't look at the two of them, but continued to stare at the back of Su Hanshan.

"The Qiankun Spiritual Platform has been opened."

Su Hanshan's eyes moved, and he felt the heavy light and shadow behind him, which roared out and engulfed everyone.

Before he could try to determine the location of the two enemies, his mind was distracted by everything that flooded into his senses.

"what is that?!!"

(End of this chapter)