Chapter 746: White-robed Buddha transforms into hell demon
The end of the boundary between mountains and seas.
On the cliff connected to the sea of blood.
At this moment, everyone stood up excitedly and looked at Feng Qingyan walking away step by step.
"You can actually fly into the sky, you can actually fly into the sky..."
An old Taoist priest murmured excitedly, his body shaking uncontrollably.
This scene was so shocking that even Zhenjun could not suppress the excitement in his heart. He stared closely at the white-clothed figure flying through the air, as if he was afraid that the white-clothed figure would suddenly fall.
"You must climb the fairy mountain, you must climb the fairy mountain!"
There are real people crying out in their hearts.
No matter who climbs the fairy mountain, as long as they climb the fairy mountain, it means that the path to immortality is not cut off. And they will also have a way to climb the fairy mountain and become immortals on the fairy mountain...
At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Feng Qingyan.
Every step Feng Qingyan takes, he pulls their hearts closely, for fear that Feng Sheng will suddenly fall into the sea of blood and become a skeleton...
"Three hundred feet, three hundred feet."
One Taoist was extremely excited.
Ever since the world of mountains and seas was opened and the sea of blood appeared, no one has ever been able to walk out of ten feet! The only ones who can walk out of ten feet are white bones...
But now, Feng Qingyan has walked three hundred feet.
This made them a little bit unbelievable.
"This is not an illusion. Feng Sheng has really walked three hundred feet." A young Taoist priest said, "Feng Sheng will definitely be able to climb the Immortal Mountain and open up a feasible path to immortality for me."
"good!"
"Definitely!"
The young Taoist priests around nodded their heads, all looking very excited.
"It's a pity, why is it a saint? And not someone from my immortal way?" At this moment, a Taoist priest sighed rather, "It would be great if it was someone from my immortal way..."
"indeed."
Some people sighed and nodded.
"It's a pity that the saint is a Confucian, not an immortal like me."
At this time, even the real person said this, with an indescribable sigh on his face, and a bit of disappointment in his excitement, "It would be great if the person who canonize me as an immortal is the one."
Although the saint can walk away on the sea of blood, it is very likely that he can climb the fairy mountain.
But being a saint is a person of the holy way after all.
And the holy way and the immortal way...
This can be said to be the enemy.
Wouldn't it be ridiculous to let the enemy open up the road to immortality for you and spread the word? However, although it may make people laugh, it can never be compared with the road to immortality. Otherwise, how could everyone be so excited?
As long as you become an immortal.
It’s not clear who is laughing and who is laughing.
"Although the saint is not a person of my immortality, as long as you climb the immortal mountain, you will be a person of my immortality." Lord Youzhen glanced around, couldn't help but shook his head and asked, is their focus wrong?
As long as you become an immortal, no matter who created it?
Moreover, if you become a saint and climb the Immortal Mountain, doesn’t it mean you become an immortal?
Aren’t the immortals my immortals?
The most important thing now is whether the saint can climb the fairy mountain.
After all, being able to cross three hundred feet or even one thousand feet in the blood sea does not mean that you can cross the blood sea, let alone ascend the fairy mountain.
The real king on the sea cliff is still worried about whether the saint can cross the sea of blood.
Just cross the sea of blood.
It is still possible to climb the fairy mountain.
But anyway.
This is always a good start. After all, no one can reach a thousand feet in the beginning, but now the sainthood has reached a thousand feet.
On the sea cliff, everyone was watching nervously, and even sent the news back to the Great Immortal Sect.
When the True Lords and True Lords in the Immortal Sect heard this, they couldn't help but come to watch out of curiosity. When they saw Feng Sheng Zhen crossing thousands of feet across the sea of blood, they couldn't help but look forward to it.
but.
There are also many true kings or real people who are worried.
Worried that only one person can become an immortal, but they will never become immortals.
If someone becomes a saint and becomes an immortal, he will probably prefer the immortal way, right? After all, becoming an immortal means that the saint has switched from the holy way to the immortal way...
This is a person of immortality.
And above the sea of blood.
Feng Qingyan's walking speed was not very fast.
It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's just that he really can't go fast.
Although the sea of blood may be a projection in the real world, in the dream of reincarnation, it is a real existence.
And it's not really that simple.
It may also involve reality, so walking is not easy and requires him to consume a certain amount of dream power.
The power of dreams is very mysterious.
Feng Qingyan doesn't know much about it now, he only knows that he can use a certain amount of dream power every day.
If it runs out, you have to wait until the next day.
Or accumulate some slowly.
but.
He had no idea of such accumulation.
In other words, the power of dreams does not exist at all, but is the power of Feng Qingyan's imagination.
No matter what the power of dreams is, or whether it exists or not, according to Feng Qingyan's speculation, it will take at least nine days to walk through the sea of blood.
This is the best guess.
But actually walking may take more time.
However, within a month or two, Feng Qingyan felt that it was acceptable, so he really planned to go to Sanxian Mountain to have a look.
Why is something ominous happening in Sanxian Mountain!
He was very concerned.
Sometimes the sea of blood is roaring, sometimes it is calm, sometimes it is filled with blood mist, sometimes it is bloody and bloody...
As he walks.
From time to time, weird undead spirits suddenly emerge from the sea of blood and bite towards Feng Qingyan.
However, Feng Qingyan's walking height seems to be a bit high, and those strange undead cannot jump to the height he walks.
It only jumped to about one-fifth of the height.
So Feng Qingyan ignored it and continued to go to Fairy Mountain.
The welcoming boy before that has long since disappeared, but the strange aura is filled with the sea of blood, and is even entangled in Sanxian Mountain...
Ominous!
Horribly ominous!
Feng Qingyan looked calm and walked away calmly.
What is the relationship between the ominous nature of oneself and the ominous nature of Sanxian Mountain?
This was the main reason why he went to Sanxian Mountain.
Before he knew it, he had gone deep into the sea of blood and saw more terrifying undead emerging from the sea of blood.
It's like a tide of beasts, very terrifying.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan became a little curious about the sea of blood. How many monsters were buried under the sea of blood?
Is there any relationship between this sea of blood and the blood queen?
He looked at the sea cliff behind him and found that the sea cliff was no longer visible, so he called out the Blood Queen and said: "Blood Queen, is this sea of blood related to you?"
The blood queen that emerged was a strange, bright red blood. He looked at the sea of blood carefully and said, "Master Huifu, this sea of blood has nothing to do with me..."
"You were born here."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"..."
The Blood Queen was stunned for a moment, then said: "Master Fu, I need the general to be born here, but the sea of blood here really has nothing to do with the general. However, this sea of blood is very strange, and it seems to be hiding something..."
"Tsk tsk——"
After a while, the Blood Queen couldn't help but marvel and said: "Master Fu, this sea of blood has buried many terrifying beings."
At this moment, two black lights shot out of Feng Qingyan's eyes, and he saw countless bones buried in a sea of blood.
There are people and animals, too many to count.
I also saw countless undead souls transformed by resentment under the sea of blood...
It seems that the undead souls are entangled in something, unable to come out of the sea of blood, let alone disperse.
As a result, the resentment in the blood sea became more and more terrifying.
Under the sea of blood was inky darkness.
The resentment lingers.
The resentment persists!
At this moment, Feng Qingyan stopped and carefully observed the sea of blood. He still couldn't see clearly what it was that was entangled with the undead...
but.
But he felt a strong ominous atmosphere.
Is it ominous?
But ominously, his magical power of "breaking through the void and seeing the subtle" cannot be observed.
Ominous, very mysterious and terrifying.
Although he couldn't observe it, he guessed that it was because of the ominous circumstances surrounding the sea of blood, or that it turned this place into a sea of blood.
Since the Blood Queen can't find anything, take the Blood Queen back to the ghost gate.
He kept walking.
"The heart has no worries, so there are no worries, so there is no fear..."
I don’t know when.
In the rolling sea of blood, a faint Buddhist chant came out, which made him a little surprised.
"Stay away from the upside-down dreams and achieve nirvana..."
gradually.
The Buddha's chant in the sea of blood became as big as a yellow bell.
This made Feng Qingyan even more surprised to see that the rolling sea of blood slowly calmed down under the chants of Buddha filled with the aura of Buddha nature.
This power is very terrifying.
"who?"
Feng Qingyan was very curious.
He didn't expect that there were still people who could walk in the sea of blood...
The sea of blood is a very special existence in the dream of reincarnation, and ordinary people cannot step into the sea of blood.
"The Buddhas of the three generations, according to Prajnaparamita..."
The chants of Buddha in the sea of blood are getting louder and louder, like the voices of thousands of people, like the bells of a big bell, deafening and enlightening.
Feng Qingyan looked up and saw the birth of Buddha's light in the distance, turning into thousands of feet and thousands of feet.
In that instant, the Buddha's light was immeasurable.
At this time, Feng Qingyan finally saw who the Buddha's chant came from.
In the calm sea of blood.
A young monk in white came walking on the waves of blood.
I saw him lowering his eyebrows and lowering his eyes, gently tapping the wooden fish, and spitting out white scripture symbols from his mouth.
The scripture symbols are transformed into countless Buddhas in the universal Buddha light.
The Buddha held flowers without anger or delusion.
Suppress the sea of blood.
"Monk in white?"
Feng Qingyan was not surprised.
Unexpectedly, the monk in white clothes who came out of the sea of blood was a little too young.
He looks like he is only sixteen or seventeen years old.
Too handsome too.
but.
The young monk in white also died.
There was also ominousness about him, and it seemed that the ominousness about him was even stronger than that of the welcoming boy.
In the sea of blood.
The white-clothed monk came on a wave of blood, exuding immeasurable Buddha light, as if the Buddha had come into the world. The Buddhist chants spitting out of his mouth became louder and louder, and seemed to ring not only in Feng Qingyan's ears, but also in his heart.
In the vast light of Buddha.
Buddhas whose faces cannot be seen clearly are being born.
At a glance, the sea of blood is filled with a sea of Buddha.
There are thousands of Buddhas.
Great mercy.
The sound of the wooden fish striking is like a bell ringing through the ages, melodious throughout the ages.
Each sound hit Feng Qingyan's heart.
"So the Prajna Paramita mantra means that the mantra says: Reveal the meaning, reveal the meaning, Paramita reveals the meaning, Paramita reveals the meaning..."
The chants of Buddha resounded from the bottom of my heart.
It seemed to be transforming Feng Qingyan, which made him a little shocked.
If he was not the master of the dream of reincarnation, he might have been converted.
The sound of the Buddha that lingers in the ears is like the chanting of ten thousand Buddhas, the sound of the wooden fish being struck, and even more like the sound of bells through the ages. The sound of the Buddha is like shackles, tightly tied to the human body, making it impossible for people to break free.
…
But he couldn't lock Feng Qingyan.
However, he did see the undead or skeletons emerging from the sea of blood, but they were surrendered by the white-robed monk.
The souls or skeletons of the dead bow down devoutly.
The monk in white clothes was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was extremely handsome with his delicate features, red lips and white teeth.
But in the situation before us, is Buddhism defeating the ominous situation?
Or is the ominous inability to suppress the Dharma?
Although the white-robed monk has an ominous appearance, his Dharma is still immeasurable and can actually suppress the sea of blood.
The monk in white came step by step on waves of blood. Under his chants, the sea of blood was suppressed by the birth of the Buddha.
But the wind was still howling all around, and the waves of blood were terrifying.
The white-clothed monk kept his eyebrows lowered and gently tapped the wooden fish. He seemed not to have seen the huge wave of blood, and it was even less likely that he had seen Feng Qingyan.
But he walked towards Feng Qingyan.
Feng Qingyan stopped.
After a while.
The white-clothed monk walked to Feng Qingyan Baizhang, but he was still chanting sutras and knocking on the wooden fish, and stopped.
He is a dead person.
It was impossible for him to see Feng Qingyan.
However, he seemed to know Feng Qingyan, so he stopped.
Feng Qingyan was surprised, and after thinking for a moment he said: "I am Feng Qingyan, who are you?"
The monk in white was a dead man, so it was naturally impossible to hear him. He was just mechanically chanting sutras, hitting wooden fish, and standing still in front of a hundred feet.
Feng Qingyan frowned and moved a hundred feet to the left.
However, the monk in white also moved Baizhang to the left and still stood in front of Baizhang, seeming to be blocking the road.
Feng Qingyan was very surprised, so he moved a thousand feet to the right.
The monk in white followed him and moved Qianzhang, but still stood in front of Baizhang.
This time Feng Qingyan was almost sure that the monk in white was here to block the road.
However, this made him very confused, why did the monk in white block the road? Is it because of him or because of the fairy mountain?
Since he is a dead person.
Feng Qingyan didn't ask you why you blocked the road.
The dead person would not answer, but he would use his actions to stop him. It was very strange.
Why is there something ominous happening in Sanxian Mountain?
This made Feng Qingyan even more curious.
He observed for a while and then continued walking towards the fairy mountain.
However, the monk in white stood in front of him, and the majestic Buddha's breath burst out from his body, actually preventing him from walking in parallel.
"Holy realm?"
Feng Qingyan was a little surprised and looked at the monk in white carefully. He didn't expect that the monk in white was actually in the holy realm during his lifetime.
However, this is my dream of reincarnation. I am the master of the world of reincarnation. Is it possible to stop me?
Feng Qingyan thought so.
but.
The monk in white clothes really stopped him.
This made him stunned, confused, puzzled, and even afraid.
Regardless of whether the monk in white was doing it for him or the Fairy Mountain, it seemed that he had only one purpose, which was to prevent him from going to the Fairy Mountain.
In other words, it was to prevent him from ascending the Fairy Mountain.
But why?
But.
This made him even more curious.
On the contrary, I feel that I must climb the fairy mountain...
"The Blood Queen, help me block the monk in white." After a moment, Feng Qingyan had to call the Blood Queen to help, "It's best not to hurt him..."
"Huh?"
The Blood Queen was immediately a little surprised, as if she didn't expect there to be anyone in the sea of blood.
When it saw it clearly, it was a little surprised and said: "Master Fu, is this a dead person? Why is it that a person is still so terrifying after death? This is an existence in the holy realm. Hey, it is still a holy realm after death, so isn't it a holy realm in life?
The top existence in the realm? Mr. Fu, did you know this person? This person seemed to be young when he died..."
"If you don't know him, just block him."
Seal Qingyan Road.
"good."
The Blood Queen immediately stopped in front of Feng Qingyan, but found that he was in the sea of blood and it seemed difficult to move. He was suddenly startled and said: "Master Fu, I seem to be unable to move. There seems to be something restraining me.
…”
"Um?"
Feng Qingyan frowned.
But at this moment.
The white-clothed monk, who had been chanting sutras and knocking wooden fish with lowered eyebrows, suddenly raised his head and looked at the bloody queen. His bloody eyes, which had been gouged out, seemed to burst out with terrible murderous intent.
In an instant.
The original compassionate Buddha suddenly turned into a demon from hell.