The so-called ancient and abandoned city is indeed extremely deserted. There are no houses in sight, only some huge stones that have fallen or stood. Other than that, the city is quiet.
It is not dark in the city.
Because there are corpses of gods filling the city.
Those corpses of gods that have fallen not that long ago are still radiating light, and colorful divine mist steams up and fills the city.
The sky is all colored.
Zhang Ruochen and Haihai rushed forward along a dragon corpse that was more than 500 miles long.
Zhang Ruochen examined the dragon corpse and found that the divine source in the body had been dug away long ago. The dragon's blood was corrupted by the dark power, and all the divine power in the body was lost. It was probably thousands of years ago, a hundred Yuanhui ago, when it was abandoned here.
The strong dragon clan.
Thousands of years of time, coupled with the rich dark power here, no matter how strong its previous cultivation is, it will be corrupted.
Even the dragon scales on his body became dull. Zhang Ruochen slashed them open with his sword.
"With so many powerful corpses, I thought I could find a lot of valuable treasures, but I didn't expect... ah..."
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly and put away Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
Hai Hai said: "The power of darkness corrodes everything. Their bodies can still be preserved because they were strong enough in life."
Zhang Ruochen looked at her snow-white jade face. Even though there was no black hair on her head, she was still smart and delicate, and said, "Actually, I have always had a question in my mind."
She stared at Zhang Ruochen with bright eyes.
Zhang Ruochen said: "In the stone temple left by Yin Xuetian, why did you advise me and Yan Wushen not to notify the Wuqing Sect and the Blood God of War, claiming that when they arrive, they will only be killed by the divine army. You are the Buddha of the West
The disciples of the world, the Wuqing Sect and the Blood God of War are dead, isn’t it a good thing for your heaven?”
Hai Hai said: "Are you doubting my identity?"
"Please tell me the reason, Little Master Hai Hai."
Zhang Ruochen really didn't dare to bring Hai Hai to meet Prajna and the others until he got rid of his doubts.
The sea water settled for a moment and said: "I have no need to lie to you, and Buddhist practitioners will never lie. True Buddhist practitioners have a heart of great kindness and compassion. The lives of all living beings are lives. They know that they can save people, but they don't.
, it is against one’s will.”
"I am really grateful to Ruochen for his protection, so I reminded him."
"So, Little Master Hai Hai is actually a true Buddhist? He doesn't even want to participate in the war between heaven and hell?" Zhang Ruochen used his heart of truth to carefully perceive every word she said.
Hai Hai said: "Unless what we do is to prevent the war."
Zhang Ruochen frowned, and there was really no falsehood in her eyes.
And her words, "Unless the first thing to do is to prevent the war," happened to speak to Zhang Ruochen's heart, which is what he has been looking for.
"Ruochen Donor has crossed the tenth level of the sea of truth, and his attainments on the path of truth are beyond the reach of others."
Hai Hai calmly stretched out his small jade-white hands, spread them upward, and said, "Why don't you come and investigate. If Hai Hai is even half false, just kill me here with one sword."
Zhang Ruochen was cautious, stretched out his hand and pressed it into her palm.
Not only does it mobilize the power of truth, but it also uses the infinite holy will to perceive it carefully.
After a while, Zhang Ruochen withdrew his palm.
"Do you sense anything wrong?" she asked.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head.
Hai Hai said: "Does Donor Ruochen suspect that Hai Hai has a profound cultivation level, so he can deceive your perception?"
Zhang Ruochen does not deny this.
"If this is the case, Hai Hai has already taken action to kill Ruochen, the benefactor, and took away all the treasures and mysteries from you. Why do you still have to deal with you, a monk in the Holy Realm?" Hai Hai said calmly and quietly.
This is also the most difficult thing for Zhang Ruochen to understand!
If this nun named Hai Hai was truly extraordinary in cultivation and had evil intentions, why not kill him?
The only explanation may be that I am too suspicious.
Although Zhang Ruochen did not completely let go of his guard, he finally said apologetically: "Little Master Haihai has a pure heart, is fearless, sincere, and kind, but he has the heart of a villain like Ruochen!"
Hai Hai took a step forward and was only a short distance away from Zhang Ruochen. He shook his head and said: "Ruochen's benefactor is in the hell world. It is a legend in the secular world. He is in a high position, but he can save a disciple of the Western Heaven Buddha Realm, and he can also take the initiative to let go.
You apologized with your figure, which made Hai Hai admire you so much, no wonder senior sister thinks highly of you."
"You are a little different from Fairy Cihang." Zhang Ruochen said.
Hai Hai said: "Senior Sister is born, walks in the world of mortals, and only cares about the affairs of the mortal world. But I live in seclusion, only practice Buddhism, cultivate my state of mind, and ignore the affairs of the mortal world. Both of them are Buddhas."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Turn your back."
Under the long eyelashes of the sea, there was a look of confusion and hesitation in the eyes.
Finally, she slowly turned around.
The next moment, she felt Zhang Ruochen's hot palm pressing on her back, and it went downwards, and finally stopped when it reached her waist.
"Pah! Pah! Pah..."
After Zhang Ruochen explored her, he clicked his fingers thirty-six times on her back, forming circles of golden light.
"I have unlocked the secret sealing technique Yan Ting put on you," Zhang Ruochen said.
Hai Hai put his hands together and said, "Thank you very much, donor Ruochen."
Zhang Ruochen took advantage of the opportunity just now to explore Hai Hai's cultivation level again. Although she has a golden body of a true Buddha, the rules in her body are the rules of the holy way, not the divine patterns of rules.
Hai Hai's cultivation has reached the peak of demigods and can be regarded as first-rate.
If it weren't for a strong man like Xue Tu taking action, there would be very few people in the world who could suppress her.
After the recovery of cultivation, the Buddha's light shines on the sea water, and the skin becomes whiter and more delicate. It has a sacred and charming charm, which is really touching.
Zhang Ruochen was still wary, so he did not return the Arhat White Pearl to her.
After walking for hundreds of miles in the direction of the sword mark left by Prajna, Zhang Ruochen found a sword mark again after passing through the corpse of the dragon, and continued to move forward.
"Donor Ruochen, look!"
Seawater called softly, pointing her finger upward.
Zhang Ruochen looked up, and at some point, a huge bright moon appeared in the sky, suspended above the colorful clouds of divine energy. The light falling down, like white gauze, covered every divine corpse in the city.
A layer of strange brilliance.
Is there actually a moon in the abyss of darkness?
Or does it mean that this month only exists in the ancient and abandoned city?
"Ruochen Donor, come up quickly."
The sea water rose up in the wind, and the blue clothes fluttered, flying to the top of a huge rock.
Zhang Ruochen stepped on the air cloud, flew up, and looked in the direction of the sea water.
Wherever it enters the eye, the corpse of the god is lying down like a mountain.
One of the divine corpses emitted thousands of feet of golden light and turned out to be a sleeping Buddha thousands of feet long.
No!
Not the Sleeping Buddha!
It's the Buddha's corpse.
Hai Hai said: "The Buddha's corpse, the Buddha's light is so strong, it can be seen that it did not take long to fall here, and it must have been very powerful during his lifetime. Perhaps it is a sacred Buddha in the Buddhist world that we have heard of. Do you want to go and worship?"
Zhang Ruochen discovered that the direction of the Buddha's corpse was the same as the direction pointed by the Prajna Sword Seal, so he responded.
The two flew down the boulder and hurried on as quickly as possible.
After spending several hours walking around the mountains with corpses, we finally arrived at the bottom of the Buddha corpse.
From a distance, it looks like a sleeping Buddha.
The surrounding earth and soil were dyed golden by the power of Buddha nature.
However, upon closer inspection, Zhang Ruochen felt desolate. The face of the Buddha's corpse was not peaceful and solemn at all. Instead, it was skinny and ferocious, with only skin and bones left.
The Buddha's blood in his body seems to have been drained away long ago.
Zhang Ruochen put his hands together and bowed.
Next to him, Hai Hai was also saluting and chanting: "Disciple Hai Hai, pay homage to Patriarch Yun Qing."
"Grandmaster Yunqing."
Zhang Ruochen read this sentence, and suddenly his eyes shone brightly, saying: "You said, he is the legendary Yunqing Ancient Buddha, the preaching master of the Sixth Patriarch?"
"Not only is he the teaching master of the Sixth Patriarch, he is also the Buddhist master of Yin Xuetian." Hai Hai said.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why can you make such a judgment?"
Hai Hai said: "I once saw the portrait of the Patriarch at Master's place. Patriarch Yunqing has been missing for nearly 800,000 years. Unexpectedly, he came to the abyss of darkness and fell into the ancient and abandoned city. Amitabha!"
"Senior Brother Ruochen, can you help me collect the remains of my ancestor? I want to take them back to the Western Heaven Buddha Realm for burial."
Zhang Ruochen said: "Why do you call me senior brother?"
"You and senior sister have an irreconcilable relationship and are good friends. If I call you senior brother, wouldn't it show our close relationship even more?" Hai Hai said.
Zhang Ruochen didn't care much about the title. He carefully observed the corpse of Yunqing Ancient Buddha and said, "I think it's better not to touch the corpse here easily."
"Why?"
"There must be a reason why these divine corpses were thrown here and there, and no one has ever collected them. The ancient and abandoned city is very strange. I think it's better for us to be more cautious and not act rashly yet."
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen squinted his eyes and saw the five-color sword mark left by Prajna on the ear of Yunqing Ancient Buddha that was pressed against the ground.
The direction pointed by the tip of the sword...
It's actually inside the ear.
The ancient Yunqing Buddha has a huge body. Even with just one ear hole, it is more than ten feet high, like a huge golden cave.
"Did Prajna and the others actually enter the golden body of Yunqing Ancient Buddha?" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.
Yunqing Ancient Buddha can be the master of the Sixth Patriarch and Yin Xuetian, and his own cultivation must be unparalleled and must reach the level of a god. If it had not been corroded by dark forces for hundreds of thousands of years, Zhang Ruochen doubts that with his current cultivation,
It was difficult to get close to the body.
Why did Hai Hai just ask Zhang Ruochen to help her recover the body?
It was because, with her peak demigod cultivation, she could not shake the body of the god.
The body of a god-level ancient Buddha is like a world in itself, and the dangers that exist are on the level of a forbidden place.
"Why? Do Prajna and the others want to find the treasure of Yunqing Ancient Buddha?"
Zhang Ruochen knew that true gods would store their treasures in the divine world.
Since the ancient Yunqing Buddha has fallen, the world of gods should also be destroyed.
Hai Hai said: "Brother Ruochen, look at Patriarch Yunqing's ear holes. There are many footprints. The footprints contain divine aura, and gods have been here. Moreover, it is very likely that they have entered the Patriarch's Buddha body.
.”
Among the footprints on the ground, Zhang Ruochen discovered the aura of a strange god.
"Go in and have a look."
Zhang Ruochen summoned Shen Yuan's ancient sword, held it in his hand, and stepped into the golden ear hole more than ten feet high.