"It may be that the ancient Taoism once was located in the imperial dynasty and in the imperial land."
"later."
"The Imperial Dynasty, the Imperial Land and a large number of ancient tribes were refined into the battlefield of all realms. Such ancient traditions also appeared here."
"This possibility may not be impossible."
Luo Yu thought for a moment.
The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Realms has been refined before the ages of ancient history.
There are many unexplainable and unimaginable inheritances.
Located in it.
It may not be impossible.
"There is such a possibility." Chu Feng frowned, and his holy soul bloomed, sensing it.
All peaceful.
Extremely peaceful, truly like a pure land.
"It's just weird."
Chu Feng shook his head and was very vigilant. An ancient temple appeared here. It was too bizarre.
but.
It is placed across the front, emitting precious light, which can indeed resist evil spirits.
"Maybe it's true, different from the black torrent."
Chu Feng comforted himself in his heart.
Ancient temple.
It is vast and ancient, and I don’t know how many years it has been there.
Full of dust and spots.
However, there is a luster inside, which is majestic and sacred.
It is completely different from the scene of this world.
There are three words imprinted on the plaque of the ancient temple.
"Damos Temple."
However, the second word was a little distorted and obscured by dust, making it a little blurry.
"Why is there such a name?" Chu Feng was confused.
"In ancient history, there have been several ancient temples and Zen sects, all of which are top Taoist traditions."
"Such as Dachan Ancient Temple, Ancient Xiangzong, etc."
"This name is very strange."
Chu Feng stopped. At first glance, those handwritings looked solemn, sacred and pure.
The long Zen sound seems to be able to wash away the past.
Very strange.
But.
Chu Feng's holy soul beats, and when it touches three characters, the Book of Nirvana is running, manifesting the ancient characters, as if it is resisting.
"It is rumored that in the ancient times, there was a Zen Emperor who left behind countless Taoist traditions, named Mo. Perhaps, this is a Taoist tradition built based on the powerful emperors of the past."
"After all, this should not be unusual for the Taoism inherited by the Emperor Realm before the ancient times."
Luo Yu thought for a moment and said.
In the ancient historical era, there were a large number of imperial clans, which were suspected to be the traditions left by the powerful emperors in the past.
In the years to come, there will only be more such orthodoxies.
Not surprising.
Crunch.
As Chu Feng and the two approached, the ancient temple felt something and actually opened the door himself.
In the precious light, a large number of sculptures and stone statues are reflected.
They were all sitting cross-legged and motionless, with majestic postures. However, for some reason, their faces were all extremely ferocious.
It is completely different from the so-called golden body appearance.
All-over ink color.
The originally solemn and solemn posture turned out to have a sinister feel.
"Is this really an ancient temple?"
"It can't be that in the past, those powerful men in the ancient temple were exaggerated and transformed!"
Luo Yu's expression also changed slightly.
This scene is so weird.
On the outside, the treasure elephant looks majestic, but inside, everything is full of evil spirits.
Buzz.
As we enter the ancient temple.
The world here suddenly became brighter.
In the center of the ancient temple, there is an ancient coffin. It is very simple, not gorgeous, and not extraordinary.
Very ordinary.
Like ordinary wood, carved.
only.
The fleshy bodies laid out among them made the hairs on both men's hair stand on end.
Inside the coffin is a body made of gold and ink, sealed inside.
He doesn't look very old.
He looks like a young man in his early twenties, standing in the center of the ancient temple. Above his head is an ancient lamp, and above it, thousands of demonic shadows are roaring and roaring.
I don’t know how many years it has been burning.
Next to the ancient lamp.
It is a wooden table, ancient pictures, and futons, all arranged neatly.
However, they are all filled with evil nature.
at the same time.
A steady stream of evil spirits swept in from outside the ancient temple.
Actually, everyone is constantly approaching this area.
"Zen nature, devilish nature..."
From the coffin, a gentle voice came out.
Very gentle.
Just like the great ancient Zen sect and the endless ancient Zen disciples are describing and reciting scriptures.
but.
Chu Feng and Luo Yu's hair stood on end.
It is clearly filled with boundless demonic nature.
Swallow evil spirits and nourish yourself.
The physical body in the coffin had clearly perished.
It's not like those peerless geniuses in ancient sects, aristocratic families, etc. in ancient history, who are truly sealed in the dust.
Rather, it dies completely.
But.
Here, amidst the gentleness, it nourishes itself with evil spirit.
"I had a dream and slept through eternity."
"Who wakes up first from the big dream?"
"From death to rebirth, enlighten the great Zen and transform the great demon!"
The sound is still echoing.
Above the ancient lamp, the lights flickered, and countless magical sounds were gentle at first, but now they are roaring.
Futon, ancient picture.
They were all glowing, and the Zen music and Buddha chants were echoing, and then suddenly turned around.
Became a demon.
All kinds of scenes are in full bloom.
Chu Feng and Luo Yu's expressions condensed.
The place where I am is no longer an ancient temple or temple, but a magical land.
The figure in the coffin is exhaling evil spirits, and the Zen music and Buddhist chants are exaggerating, and they are converging into demonic sounds.
His solemn figure changed from white clothes to black clothes.
"I see!"
Luo Yu's eyes changed drastically, "This is not a sect similar to the Great Zen Ancient Sect."
"It is rumored that in the ages, there was a Zen emperor who suppressed an era. His unparalleled and pure Zen emperor's inheritance evolved into the ancient Zen sect, Baoxiang Temple, etc. in later generations."
"But."
"There are some records that the Zen Emperor's inheritance is not limited to this lineage."
"There is still another lineage."
"When the Zen Emperor became enlightened, he cut off his demonic thoughts and transformed. In his old age, the Zen Emperor himself died and the demonic body evolved from the emperor's body."
"The Zen Tao entered the Demonic Tao. This is the only record in the ancient times of a strong Emperor Realm living a second life!"
Luo Yu was shocked.
"This is not Daimo Temple, it is Daimo Temple!"
"Transform into a demon with your body, comprehend all kinds of Zen ways in front of your body, be sacred and solemn, after death, your body will be immortal, practice the method of a great demon, and transform into a demon."
"This lineage can be regarded as the lineage of Demon Zen!"
"After all these years, the person in this coffin may be... the last member of Mochan's lineage, Mochanzi?"
"Not only is he gathering dust, but he is also dying. He is cultivating in it and will come back alive!"
"Become the Great Demon Zen!"
Luo Yu's figure trembled.
This is the most terrifying thing.
In the black torrent, the evil energy is boundless. For the Mochan lineage, it is simply a natural treasure.
at the same time.
It can also be explained.
Why, this ancient forest is so dense, but there is no powerful evil spirit taking shape.
because.
All were devoured.
This coffin, this ancient temple, is all being prepared for one person.
All the great saint-level experts and saint-level experts here have perished.
It's not because of evil spirits.
But the person in this coffin...
Demon Zenzi!
An unparalleled evildoer who has transcended the years, transformed into a Zen body, and turned into the devil!
boom!
The coffin shook a little.
Inside, it was as if someone was breathing.
At this moment, thousands of Zen sounds and Buddha chants became substantial ancient characters and manifested themselves.
One hand reached out of the coffin and gently pressed on the edge.
Later.
call!
The ancient forest rustled, and endless sounds echoed.
The evil spirit surged into the sky and surged forward.
Chu Feng's expression changed drastically, and he sensed all directions.
This ancient forest was not born out of evil spirits. It was Mo Chanzi’s Zen, his Dharma, and his devil!