The old Taoist and his uncle were stunned at first, and then shocked. Finally, after looking at the pale white transparent flame, the man holding the sword frowned and said: "He is too reckless. This place is not something he can pass now."
The old Taoist shook his head and said: "I don't know. Who can decide whether it is good or bad when we meet? It's just that good and bad things depend on each other."
The man holding the sword sighed and said: "But it's not appropriate for the thing in his body to go there. There are many dangers."
"But don't forget, he still has the Ten Palaces of Yama on his body." After the old Taoist finished speaking, he also smiled bitterly and said: "This little bastard is really worrying."
The man holding the sword stood up, looked at the old Taoist and said, "Are you coming, or am I coming?"
The old Taoist snorted, turned around and said: "You have already stood up, and you still ask me? You are too protective of the calf, you should give him some hardships."
The man holding the sword said calmly: "The ordeal can only be endured on the premise of saving one's life. What will happen if he can't come back?"
After the man holding the sword finished speaking, he took the rusty iron sword and floated into the Taoist courtyard without touching the ground. Under the old locust tree in the courtyard, he suddenly swung half of the iron sword out of thin air. The old locust tree
The branches and leaves trembled for a while, and then a dark gap appeared in mid-air in front of the tree. A cold breath instantly rushed out, and the man holding the sword stepped in with the iron sword.
At this time, the life soul lamp representing him in the Sanqing Hall suddenly went out and then suddenly burned again. The flame also changed from cyan to the same pale white transparent flame as Xiang Que's lamp.
The old Taoist said lazily: "If you go there, you have more face than me."
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Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao looked around them with blank expressions.
Surrounding them was a sea. The sea was very quiet and calm, without a single wave. The water surface was lifeless, as if there was no sign of life in the sea.
The two of them were hanging in the whirlpool behind them, being dragged so as not to fall into the sea. The sea was endless, with no head or edge visible. There was a sense of death everywhere, and the sky was also gray and heavy with clouds.
Low, as if the sea and the sky meet.
"Brother, this scene looks a bit familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before?" Cao Qingdao was confused. The two of them were suddenly sucked in by the rotating vortex in the underground garage, and they arrived here.
"You forgot your Maoshan secret book so quickly?" Xiang Que also said in disbelief: "Don't you think this is the sea of suffering you just mentioned? Damn, I'm confused, why are you running here?
Are you here?"
The place where the two of them were was above the sea of suffering in the underworld. Their claws were a little numb. Looking to the side, they could see the endless sea of suffering. The two of them were held up by a stream of yin energy and were floating on it. They could not move anywhere without their feet touching the ground.
Cao Qingdao took out a lighter from his body and threw it into the sea. After the lighter fell into the sea, there was no splash at all and it sank to the bottom without a trace.
The two of them jolted for a while, what if someone fell down and couldn't even get a bubble out?
This is why the little white dragon in the waves has nothing to do with it!
After more than half an hour, Cao Qingdao said helplessly: "The only thing that makes people feel at ease is that we don't seem to be able to fall."
"Well, the point is we're going to starve to death."
"If I had known I would have brought a few more bones."
Another hour passed, and the two of them were completely exhausted. It was as if they were the only two in the whole world, alone and with nothing. During this period, they tried to return to the vortex, hoping to be sucked back into the underground.
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"I seem to be hallucinating, am I trapped by hunger?" A few hours later, Cao Qingdao blinked his confused little eyes and looked at the sea in the distance and said, "Look, is there a boat? It seems to be floating over.
"
Xiang Que licked his chapped lips, looked for a moment and then suddenly stood up and shouted loudly into the distance. After Cao Qingdao said something, he shook his hands and almost became hoarse.
It was a dark, mastless boat, three to four meters long and one meter wide. There was nothing on it, and it drifted over with the waveless sea water.
"Are you going up?" Cao Qingdao asked blankly: "I think it's more reliable to get something on your feet. It's too worrying to float on this sea."
Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao jumped onto the boat. After the two people landed on the boat, there was no wind and it automatically started to float out. The two of them lay comfortably on the boat and squinted their eyes. After standing for several hours, their legs were too tired to close.
Closed.
They didn't know how long they had been drifting, but the two people suddenly sat up from the boat and seemed to see a line not far ahead, which seemed to be the horizon.
The ship finally docked, and it was more reassuring to have our feet on the land than to float on the sea. Although the land was still endlessly desolate, without any breath of life, there were only dead branches and sand on the ground, and there were other things that filled the surrounding area.
The cold air.
"I can't go back. Let's not think about it now. I'm worried about what to do if I starve to death?" Cao Qingdao said in a whiny voice: "I find it difficult to accept this way of death. I will be struck to death by a thunderbolt from the founder of Maoshan.
"
Xiang Que let out a sigh and said, "Don't you feel that most of the day has passed, and we don't feel hungry either?"
Several hours have passed from morning to now, at least it is noon, but the two of them have no discomfort except for the soreness of their legs. If it were not for the cold air that permeates the sky and the earth, they would feel like they are in the desert.
Pretty much the same.
The two of them stopped and walked, striding in one direction with their aching legs. It seemed that there was no difference between night and day here, because after they walked for an unknown length of time, the sky was still groggy.
changes.
I don't know when the time passed, but Xiang Que suddenly felt that the Ten Halls of Yama, which had been silent for a long time, reacted again, and bursts of Buddha's sound seeped out of his body.
Cao Qingdao turned his head blankly and looked around: "What's the movement? Did you hear it?"
Of course I heard it. It came from my body. How could I not know?
Xiang Que no longer concealed anything at this time. He spread his hands, revealing the Song Emperor Wang Yu and Wang Lu's facial features, and a touch of Buddha's light flashed in his hands.
Cao Qingdao was shocked: "Aren't you a Taoist priest? How come you have tattoos on the Buddhist temple of Yama? Brother, are you an undercover agent?"
In the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui, Buddhism and Taoism are not hostile, but they have different beliefs. Whether they are Buddhist disciples or Taoist disciples, they can be friends, but I have never seen anyone who studies Taoism and practices Buddhism at the same time. This is not a crime.
No, it's a matter of concept.
"This is a little complicated. I can't explain it to you in a few words, so just leave it alone." Xiang Que felt the restlessness in his body, and the Buddha's voice that suddenly came out of his body seemed to be resounding in one direction.