The ancient vicious ape climbed up weakly, swallowed a pill given by Lu Chen, and then let out a cry of surprise. It found that its spiritual sea had broadened a lot. This may have been caused by the baptism of huge spiritual power it had just received.
Its spiritual sea has become unfathomable.
Despite this, the Ancient Vicious Ape still did not dare to approach the five-colored divine disk. It was too dangerous just now, and he almost lost his life here. Fortunately, these two human friends came to help. The Ancient Vicious Ape cursed in his heart: "I will fight less in the future.
Let's face it, Lan Ling said, he may not be so useless."
Although the ancient ferocious ape was out of trouble, he saw that the five-color sacred stone was still absorbing the spiritual power. Lu Chen did not regret any of the spiritual stone because of this, but instead increased his efforts to make the entire five-color sacred platform shine.
At this time, a strange aura spread from the colorful altar. This aura was strange and dangerous. It was something Lu Chen had never felt before. This was the aura from outside the territory.
Evil and fear spread in this space, and when the aura poured out from the colorful sacred stone like a flood, the black mist in the air actually turned into huge bats, swooping down and directly on the colorful sacred platform.
It exploded and turned into thousands of black smoke, which was absorbed by the colorful altar.
Because the black mist in the sky is a kind of energy left by the dark demon that was once imprisoned here. After a period of observation, Lu Chen found that although this energy body has some independent consciousness, it will not actively attack people, and this energy
It seems to be a natural help to the operation of the colorful altar.
At this time, a series of black and beating symbols appeared above the colorful altar. Lu Chen looked at them carefully and felt that they did not look like some kind of symbols, but more like a kind of writing, writing from outside the region.
"This should be a word from outside the territory, Lanling Road. Do you understand what this word is?" Lu Chen asked.
Lan Lingdao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know how to activate the spider eyes. I need to know the words from outside the territory."
After the colorful shrine shone brightly for a while, dozens more words appeared in the air. There was no doubt that Lu Chen did not recognize every word here.
"No, I seem to have seen such words somewhere." Lu Chen suddenly remembered that there were words similar to this on the wall of the Crazy Sword Taoist inheritance hall. At that time, Lu Chen also met a woman, and the woman gave Lu Chen
Dust a bead.
But so what if I just saw it, I still can’t decipher the meaning of this text.
"I think these words represent directions. These words cover the entire disk, and there are only a few places that are not covered by words, indicating that there are no dark demon passages in these places." Lan Lingdao said.
"So this five-color altar is actually a map of Tongtian Sect. Our current location should be in the center." Lu Chen pointed to the red light spot in the center of the five-color altar.
This light spot represents Lu Chen's current location, which is the spider's eye. From the entire structure, it does look like a huge spider web.
There are countless light spots in the entire altar. An eye-shaped light spot is in the center of the entire disk, and Lu Chen and the others are at this location. Lu Chen's eyes scanned the entire disk, and there was a light spot in the due east direction.
attracted Lu Chen's attention.
It was a large hall. If Lu Chen remembered correctly, it should be the Hall of All Living Beings that he had already visited. It was in the Hall of All Living Beings that Lu Chen was teleported here.
Lu Chen saw another light spot, which looked like a towering door. Lu Chen pointed at the light spot and said: "We came in from this position, but the strange thing is why the Hall of All Living Beings is on the east side, not
Should it be the north?"
As a result, there was a problem with the entire orientation. They were obviously heading in a straight line from south to north, but they ended up coming to the east.
This left Lu Chen puzzled and Lan Lingdao was helpless. The ancient vicious ape could only stare from the side.
"Why don't we go out first? I always have uneasiness in my heart. The hexagram I calculated before is a sign of great misfortune. I'm worried that something big will happen here. Let's go back to the gate first, and then retrace our steps to find your senior brother."
Lan Lingdao suggested.
Lu Chen thought about it and felt that this method was feasible, and they would not dare to go anywhere else.
Later, Lu Chen used his spiritual power to try to control the symbol on the door-shaped light spot, and found that he could control it. He dragged the symbol to the center, forming a long route between the two, and then, the altar
The light bloomed, and a beam of purple-black light rose into the sky.
"Huh? Is it that simple?" Just as Lu Chen was pleasantly surprised, the black mist floating in the sky saw the light soaring into the sky and flew here desperately.
"Let's go!" The three of them flew towards the beam of light and disappeared immediately. At the same time, the altar quickly shrank to the size of a palm and fell into Lu Chen's pocket.
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Most of the Tongtian Sect was buried in the desert because the war that year was too horrific and turned all the land into desert. Some buildings were preserved because of the protection of the formation and the solid materials.
To the west of Tongtian Sect, a tall building was not affected by the war that year and is relatively well-preserved.
On the tall building, the most eye-catching thing was not the fat figure, but the three coffins beside him, and one unfinished coffin. This man was the fat monk, and he was mumbling while carving the last coffin carefully.
Said to himself: "Let me guess, who will die first?
Is it the Academy of the Holy Path? That may be more difficult. The difference between humans and ghosts really makes it difficult for me to start.
Or is it the hard-to-reach dean of Jiansha Academy? I don’t know how much progress he has made after so many years.
The dean of Jiansha Academy, well, the sick old man has some strength, but he is no match for me." The fat monk suddenly paused and said nervously: "I can't compare to theirs with this coffin of mine. I almost forgot.
Yeah, that peacock better be honest, otherwise this coffin is just for her."
The fat monk's face was plain, but what he said was shocking.
When he said these words, the situation changed instantly, which seemed to indicate that something big was going to happen in the Southern Territory today.
There was an arched stone bridge not far away from him. There used to be a winding stream under the bridge. Once upon a time, a tall jade building lived near the water, and water from far away came from the bottom of the building. Now the stream has dried up, and a huge boulder lies across the stone.
The bridge is full of desolation.
But at this moment, for some unknown reason, the sound of gurgling water came from the dry place, and a small stream came upstream from the lower reaches and surged up.
The stream was roaring, and the moonlight reflected the sparkling water. A canoe came on the water, and a monk wearing cassocks and a Buddha's light on the back of his head stood on the bow. This monk looked very young, about thirty years old.
.As he approached, he vaguely heard the sound of chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha.
When the Buddha's voice started to sound, carp kept rolling and jumping out of the water, very happy.
This is a real Buddha, a Buddha from an ancient temple in the Western Regions. He is the chief disciple of the ancestral Buddha. His name is Dharma. It is said that whenever the green lantern in the Western Regions is extinguished, he will relight it.
"Junior Brother Faguang, long time no see." The visitor smiled at the fat monk on the attic.
Faguang is the name of the fat monk who was a monk in the Western Regions. Originally, with the fat monk's qualifications, it was impossible for him to be the junior disciple of Fa Zhao. However, the ancestor Buddha accepted him as his disciple when he saw that he had great wisdom.
"You're fine, Faguang." The fat monk frowned slightly, the person who came was none other than the senior brother he respected in the past.
The fat monk's home was half a monk. Before he became a monk, the fat monk was still a evil person who was feared by everyone. Because of some past events, the fat monk was grieved and chose to become a monk.
But after being a monk for a while, the fat monk felt boring again. He couldn't agree with some ideas. He couldn't become a Buddha like other brothers, let alone a great Buddha. As time passed, he got tired of the Buddhist temple and escaped secretly.
He came out and returned to the southern region that once belonged to him.
"After such a long time, I don't even call you senior brother anymore. Oh, that's it, that's it." Faguang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I haven't seen my junior brother for many days, so I came here to catch up with him."
The fat monk frowned again and said in a low voice: "Humph, is that what the ancestor Buddha meant? Let me guess, does he want you to come here to bring the supreme Buddhist scriptures back, or does he want you to get rid of me, so as not to
Buddhist scriptures leaked?"
Faguang got off the canoe and stepped on the stream. A lotus flower grew from the stream and held him up high, keeping him on the same level as the fat monk.
I wish to see my junior brother fall into the devil's path again. The first reason I came here today is to dissuade my junior brother from destroying himself because of his obsession. It is better to go back to the Western Regions with the poor monk to re-cultivate Buddhism."
After pausing for a moment, Faguang's eyes rolled in his sockets, and then he said: "Second, I want to bring back that thing. That thing should not be left in the world."
"Oh, even the Western Regions can't stand the temptation of this monster?" the fat monk said sarcastically.
"presumptuous!"
The monk's face darkened, he scolded, and a golden Buddha character burst out from his mouth.
As soon as the word "Buddha" came out, the carp in the stream no longer jumped up, but knelt down as piously as a human being. A breath of peace of mind permeated this space. Although this kind of power will not affect people directly
It will bring harm, but it will change your thinking and make you be with the Buddha and yearn for the Buddha incomparably.
This power is not oppression, but a power of faith. As long as the mind is not firm, it will be baptized by this power.
This is the true Vajra Roar of Buddhism. Not long ago, the fat monk also used this move, but his move was only tangible and did not have the willpower to convince people.
The fat monk punched out, and the punch mark grew when it encountered the wind. In an instant, it swelled to the size of a hill, and shattered the Buddhist character with penetrating power. He was furious in his heart and yelled: "Even the ancestor I have always admired
Have all Buddhas fallen now?"
Faguang said: "You misunderstood, the Western Region will not sink, and that thing is only suitable to stay in the Western Region, nourished by the power of faith, and cannot be suppressed. I wonder who in the world has more power of faith than the accumulated power of the Western Region
, naturally not."
But junior brother, if you don't go back with me today, you will be plagued by bad luck."
"Really?" The fat monk's face was dark and he couldn't tell what he was thinking. He said solemnly: "Buddha pays attention to the word fate and is so deliberate. Is the current Buddha the same as before?"
Faguang smiled and said: "Junior brother, you are still so stubborn."
The fat monk suddenly laughed: "Stop acting and tell me, who are you?"
A look of doubt flashed across Faguang's face and he asked: "Junior brother, what's wrong? Can't you even recognize your senior brother now?"
"Look for a fight!"
The fat monk shouted sharply. Then, a sharp white blade flew out from his broad monk robe, and a wave of scorching hot air rolled up his robe. The thick and hot spiritual energy caused the stream water to evaporate in an instant, and then
Even the yellow sand within a mile radius was pushed away by this blow, forming a big pit. This shows how terrifying the fat monk's preemptive move was.
