The song is melodious and beautiful, but also sad.
The appeal was so powerful that Zhang Ruochen burst into tears after listening to it for just a moment, recalling all the past, those old friends who had passed away, and those fleeting years that he could never get back.
"Uncle Master, don't be distracted by her singing!"
Aji tugged at Zhang Ruochen's sleeve.
Zhang Ruochen waved his hand towards it, saying with great sadness: "It doesn't matter! This sound doesn't affect my sanity, but I am a little sentimental!"
The influence of singing is no small matter, and it was Zhang Ruochen's strong mental strength and firm will that allowed him to calmly resolve it.
If it were a monk whose mental strength was not as good as Zhang Ruochen's, he would probably be in agony and commit suicide.
Zhang Ruochen asked: "Who is she?"
"Uncle Master, come with me and you will know at a glance."
Aji led Zhang Ruochen through the temple gate and came to a dilapidated wall.
Looking inside, layers of space barriers spread out like smoke. An ancient tree full of red hibiscus flowers appeared in Zhang Ruochen's field of vision.
The hibiscus tree has been growing for 100,000 years, and its trunk is so thick that it takes a hundred steps to walk around it. The tree roots are as thick as a bowl, like horned dragons, piercing into the masonry and rubble of the temple ruins.
Under the tree, there is a monument.
The monument is engraved with:
"A flower falls and a speck of dust returns"
The singing came from under the monument.
Aji whispered: "One hundred thousand years ago, when Master buried her here, he told me not to disturb her peace. Who knows, in recent times, she has been like other divine corpses.
As if a corpse had transformed, every day at noon, singing would come from the ground, which made my hair stand on end."
"You are a vicious plant, what are you afraid of?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Aji shook his head and said: "Amitabha! Aji was once a ferocious plant, but under the influence of Master's Dharma, he has lost his viciousness. Now...now he is just a useless Aji."
"Who are you lying to? Those corpses hanging on the gate were not strangled by you?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Shh!"
Aji was startled, and made a silent gesture, saying: "Uncle, please keep your voice down, don't scare her out! As the saying goes, Buddha even roared like a lion, Aji was ordered to guard this place, so he naturally had to clean it up
Those greedy people who want to break into the temple. Uncle Master...Uncle Master, come back..."
Aji was not paying attention and discovered that Zhang Ruochen had walked out of the Nine Escape Formations and entered the ruins of the temple.
In a hundred thousand years, he was the first monk to step into the Yuchen Temple.
Aji was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He didn't care about anything else and immediately chased after him.
"Don't come in. Wait for me in the formation. If something happens, pull me back." Zhang Ruochen said.
Aji thought for a moment, carefully raised his spiked legs, stood on tiptoe, and stepped back.
Entering the temple, Zhang Ruochen immediately felt the corrosive force coming towards his face. The air was filled with the aura of death, and it was gray, as if he had entered the underworld.
The soil underfoot was black, and it was unusually cold when you stepped on it.
"Are you sure that Jade Dragon Immortal is really dead?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Aji said in a dumb voice: "When the master escaped from the underground, the Jade Dragon Immortal had turned into a jade bone with no flesh and blood. How could he not die? Uncle Master, you'd better come back quickly, just in case the Jade Dragon
Xianzhen, like other corpses in the temple, has been transformed into a corpse and will be very dangerous."
Zhang Ruochen came to the hibiscus tree and stood in front of the monument full of traces of time.
The monument is covered with moss.
The singing underground stopped.
He said: "What is there to be afraid of? Jade Dragon Immortal is already dead after all. Even if he transforms into a corpse, can he still have 10% of the combat power he had when he was alive?"
"10% of the combat power is more than enough to kill you, Uncle Master!" Aji said.
Back then, Yulongxian was able to invite Master Fang Cun to break into the Yuchen Temple with him, so his own cultivation was certainly no small feat.
Zhang Ruochen felt tired and felt that Aji was too cowardly. Not only did he lose the face of the vicious plant, but he also lost the face of Monk Xumi and Master Fang Cun.
I released my mental power to explore, but found no clues.
Zhang Ruochen lost interest and turned around and walked towards the ruins of the temple.
He had heard from Aji that the old corpse in the ground was most likely related to the second disciple of Xinghuan Tianzun. And the reason why the corpse in the temple mutated might be related to the source of Tianzun.
It is the Tianzun Divine Source that continuously attracts Xinghuantian’s mother energy of heaven and earth, as well as the power of the stars outside the universe, especially the essence of the sun, to this place.
These divine corpses swallowed the mother energy of heaven and earth, were nourished by the essence of the stars and the sun, and transformed into this strange state of immortality and inanimateness.
Completely different from the corpse clan.
The zombies in the hell world have spiritual wisdom and can practice.
The divine corpse here retains the powerful fighting power before it, but has no spiritual intelligence, is full of violence, and only knows how to kill.
Of course, all this is Aji's guess, and Master Fangcun did not tell it specifically what is going on underground.
Zhang Ruochen has already sensed it without the need for it to remind him.
His entire spine was as cold as an icicle, and his scalp was completely frozen. He turned around suddenly.
I saw a beautiful woman wearing a red dress with phoenix feathers standing in front of the monument. She had long silver hair, more than ten feet long, flying in the air. On her forehead, there was a pair of crystal clear dragon horns.
Her skin is white, and her delicate and delicate feet are bare.
When the wind blows, the petals from the hibiscus tree fly down like blood rain.
The ground beneath the monument cracked open, and it was obvious that she had just crawled out of the ground.
No need to guess, you already know who she is!
Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air, stared at Aji, and sent a message with his mental power: "Didn't you say that she turned into a jade bone a hundred thousand years ago?"
Aji was also a little confused and said incoherently: "I...I don't know what's going on! Could it be that the soil in this temple is white blood soil? If you bury a person in it, your bones will grow into flesh.
Give birth to flesh and blood and live a second life?"
It's not like Zhang Ruochen has never seen Bai Cang Blood and Earth, so it would be weird to believe it.
Just as Zhang Ruochen was thinking about countermeasures, the Jade Dragon Immortal standing opposite began to dance gracefully in the rain of flowers.
She has soft and graceful lines all over her body, slender legs and arms, a round waist, a sexy navel, and skin as delicate as gelatin. She dances with her arms raised and pacing in an extremely charming way.
Compared with Bai Qinger and Luo Yi, Yulongxian is not very tall, but her body proportions are perfect, petite and exquisite.
That's why, even though she knew that she had lived for several generations a hundred thousand years ago, Zhang Ruochen still felt like a cardamom girl at this moment.
There was no life in her body and she was full of life. Zhang Ruochen did not dare to provoke her and cautiously moved outside the temple.
"Whoosh!"
The long silver hair flew straight towards Zhang Ruochen, and ripples appeared in the space.
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed, and he immediately released his mental power and formed a light shield.
The silver hair was sharper than the Supreme Saint War Sword. When it touched the light shield, it tore the light shield apart like cutting paper and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's neck.
Zhang Ruochen's body immediately shrank and became only the size of a fist, trying to escape.
But, suddenly the ground became dark.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw a huge palm grabbing him. No matter how fast he went, he could not escape from the palm.
"No, I've fallen into her divine world!"
"Soul-Eating Bell!"
Zhang Ruochen fired twelve soul-eating bells and activated them with his mental power.
The bell became as huge as a mountain and shook violently, making an earth-shattering sound.
In Zhang Ruochen's opinion, even if Yulongxian's body mutated, she had strong combat power, and even the divine world was still intact. However, her soul must be her weakness.
However, what left Zhang Ruochen speechless was that the Soul-Eating Bell had no effect on the Jade Dragon Immortal at all.
Instead, she took the soul-eating bell and hung it on her slim waist.
"How can it be so strong? It's just a corpse of a god, but it actually leaves me powerless to fight back. Even if I encounter a higher god, I won't be like this!"
The powerful divine power was suppressed, with a brilliant momentum and boundless corpse energy. Jade Dragon Immortal's five snow-white fingers grabbed Zhang Ruochen.
With just one grab, Zhang Ruochen's bones shattered, as if he was about to be crushed into a pulp by her.
"Wow!"
The power of Buddha's relics burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body.
One by one, the golden Sanskrit words broke through the confinement of her palm. Taking this opportunity, he escaped.
Zhang Ruochen's body was very old. Being pinched like this by her almost killed half of his life. After falling to the ground, it was quite difficult to stand up.
Fortunately, Aji was not really useless. He immediately branched out a vine and wrapped it around him, dragging him back to the Nine Escape Formations.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."
The bell rang, and the Jade Dragon Immortal chased into the space formation.
"Start the formation."
Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged and made fingerprints on his hands.
Aji turned into a formation spirit and merged into the Nine Yin Escape Formations.
"Xingmen Fukun!"
"Shengkanqihe!"
"Shock the Flying Palace!"
…
Zhang Ruochen mobilized space divine formations one after another and pressed towards Jade Dragon Immortal from different directions.
No matter how strong the Jade Dragon Immortal was, he could not compete with the Nine Formations of Yin Escape. His eyes turned red, a large number of Yin lines appeared between his eyebrows, and a sharp whistle came from his mouth.
Her petite body contains the power to shatter thousands of stars, as well as terrifying anger.
Taking advantage of the moment when she was suppressed by the Nine Formations of Yin Escape, Zhang Ruochen flew over, grabbed her cheeks, took out the Arhat White Pearl, and forced it into her mouth, making her moan.
"Bang!"
He slapped her vest with his backhand, and she swallowed the Arahant's white beads.
The Arahant's white beads are extremely sacred and contain pure Buddha energy, which can purify all evil spirits and corpse miasma. Gradually, the blood in Yulongxian's eyes receded, and the dark lines between his eyebrows disappeared. He stood still and stopped moving.
"Ahem!"
Zhang Ruochen held her shoulders and coughed, blood coming out of his mouth.
The pinch she gave me earlier was really painful and the injury was serious.
"Uncle Master, what did you give her to eat? Why was she so suppressed?" Aji asked curiously.
"A Buddhist sacred object!"
Zhang Ruochen calmed down and took a closer look at Jade Dragon Fairy's beautiful face. There was really no imperfection. Her facial features were too exquisite, her eyelashes were long and curled, her eyes were watery, her nose was straight, and her red lips were sparkling. He knew that she was
A divine corpse can make people imagine and cannot help but look at it.
She is worthy of being the previous generation owner of the Goddess Twelve Houses. I am afraid she was also a peerless woman whose reputation was spread throughout the world.
"I just happened to have deciphered the "Underworld Scroll", so you can practice with it."