Three days later, Ling Han successfully broke through the eighth transformation.
"Eight Changes, we are getting closer to the Hinayana realm." Ling Han showed a smile, "Sure enough, the grass is not fattening. If you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you have to enter this secret realm."
Normally, it would take at least four or five years for him to enter the Eight Transformations, but now, it only takes a few days.
"However, the danger of this canyon is still beyond my imagination."
Ling Han murmured that although he was in seclusion before, there was still a trace of consciousness circulating and he "saw" Feng Miaoling passing through the canyon.
"Swords are raining down from the sky. If you are not careful, you will be doomed!"
He did not move out immediately. Firstly, he had to be careful to see if Feng Miaoling might be guarding him on the opposite side. Secondly, he also had to consolidate his realm.
After another two days, Ling Han stood up.
"Come and try."
He walked into the canyon, and suddenly, a golden sword flew out of the originally peaceful canyon and shot at him wildly.
Ling Han spread out his body skills and tried his best to dodge.
You can't rush out in one go, because the entire canyon is raining swords. If you rush forward recklessly, you will only lose your life.
His spirit was kept running at a high speed, his mind was clear, and any subtle changes were under his control.
After a while, he had passed a third of the canyon.
Soon.
He said in his heart, but his face remained unmoved and he continued to walk forward.
Whoosh, whoop, whoosh, the swords were slashing.
Half of it.
Cold sweat appeared on Ling Han's forehead, and his brain was running at high speed, making him extremely stressed.
This is a great test of his reflexes. If he is not careful at all, he will be immediately killed.
Two thirds.
Ling Han's eyes burned brightly, and his phoenix wings spread out. His speed was not only fast, but also extremely stable.
Phew, Ling Han jumped again and finally came out of the canyon.
He looked back and felt a strong sense of relief in his heart.
What a risk, but finally passed.
Although the time was not long, only half an hour, it felt like he had experienced a terrible battle, making him covered in sweat.
Ling Han sat down and regained his composure.
After a short while, he stood up and walked forward.
Fortunately, Feng Miaoling didn't block him here, probably because he thought he had already passed.
Also, who would have thought that he would suddenly break through?
After walking for four days, Ling Han heard the roar of the river from a distance.
Hey, is that the fierce woman fighting?
Ling Han thought reflexively that when Feng Miaoling was fighting, a big river would be reflected behind him, with the sound of rolling waves.
However, after walking for a while, he discovered that it was not Fengmiaoling, but indeed a raging river.
The river is so long that the end cannot be seen from the front and back, but the width is about ten miles. With Ling Han's eyesight, he can see the end at a glance.
But the problem was that he couldn't see what was on the other side of the river at all, only a blur.
strangeness.
Ling Han looked at the river and couldn't help but reveal a look of shock.
Because along with the roaring and flowing river, there are human faces, either ferocious, angry, or fearful, with any expression.
Those were not corpses, but faces.
Madhu, what kind of river is this?
Ling Han did not risk crossing, instinctively thinking that there was something strange about this river.
Alas, since Dorja Buddha sent him here, why don't he follow through and tell him more information.
Uh...is this Lord a good person?
He killed countless people and tortured countless saints to death. From this point of view, he was by no means a good person. However, he drove back the Yin River, the Lord of the Sea of Blood, and single-handedly blocked the invasion of the ghosts.
To describe the magical power of heaven.
This alone is enough to erase all his previous crimes.
"I am favored by others, but I am not qualified to comment."
"This should be left to future generations to evaluate."
Ling Han walked along the river, wanting to know more about it.
After walking upstream for ten days and finding nothing, Ling Han returned to the starting point and headed downstream.
This time, after only seven days, he saw a stone tablet.
Stone tablet?
There were words on it, Ling Han walked over and read it.
This is an extremely ancient text that has been out of fashion for a long time. Fortunately, Ling Han went out of his way to learn various ancient languages for the ancient elixir recipe, so he didn't seem to be struggling.
"the other side."
He read that this river is called the other side, and it is also the last step for the ghost to return to the sun.
After reaching the other shore, flesh and blood are reborn and live a second life.
However, there are countless resentful spirits in the river, which will not let people cross easily. They will drag everything into the river and become a part of the resentful spirits.
At least, if the saint fell into the river like this, he would definitely not be spared.
What to do?
"Using the leaves of eternal life as a boat can prevent you from being entangled by evil spirits, and use faith as the driving force to urge the boat across the river."
Ling Han followed the guidance of the stone tablet and quickly found a big tree in the sky, but among the leaves in the sky, there were ferocious heads, all of which were staring at Ling Han with a formidable expression.
It seemed that if Ling Han jumped up to pick leaves, these heads would bite him away.
Indeed, there is a clear reminder on the stone tablet that you must not go up the tree to collect leaves, but you can only wait for the leaves to fall on their own.
This leaf is very big, almost three feet long, and about two feet wide. It is thick and plump, but it always feels unreliable to use it as a boat.
Suddenly, a beautiful song sounded, which made Ling Han feel happy and dazzled. This formed a strong attraction, making Ling Han want to follow the sound.
And the source of this wonderful sound is this big tree.
Ling Han's strong will came into play. He stopped raising his feet and looked up, only to see that it was one of the ferocious heads singing an extremely beautiful song.
It's really dangerous.
Ling Han bared his teeth. He couldn't leave yet and come back after the leaves fell, because once the leaves fell to the ground, they would immediately dissipate.
Therefore, he needs to have great perseverance.
How can it be so simple to live out the second life? And this is because Ling Han has a physical body, which reduces the difficulty by at least tens of thousands of times. If his soul had come to take this journey, he would have died long ago.
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These heads have various means of temptation, either by singing to attract people, or by emitting heart-pounding murmurs to arouse the most primitive desires.
Ling Han sat cross-legged, suppressing his body with strong will, ignoring all temptations or influences.
Hum, in the plane of the body, the will of the living beings is rising, turning into billions of wishes. Although each one is extremely subtle, when combined together, it gives Ling Han powerful support.
Almost two days later, I saw a leaf falling quietly.