Chapter Four Hundred and Twenty One: Three Hundred Years
"All conditioned dharma are like bubbles in a dream."
Whether it is formations, talismans, soldiers, elixirs, dharma, or puppets, for Buddhists, they are all "potential dharma" formed by the combination of causes and conditions, even the "gold" on the seventh level and the "treasure" on the eighth level.
"Soul" are all the same.
The first eight floors of the Nine-story Pagoda of Wisdom are, in the final analysis, just to give believers a foundation for their lives. The ninth floor is where the real value lies. However, in the millions of years since the pagoda was opened, anyone who steps into the last three floors
No one from the Sea Clan has ever been able to come out alive. Over time, the last three floors of the pagoda have become taboo for the Sea Clan. No matter what, as long as you don't enter the last three floors, everything will be fine.
It took Kong Laosan and others a total of eighteen years to complete the first five floors. The reason why they were completed much faster than expected was because the fourth floor of the pagoda was "Danlin" and the fifth floor was "Faze".
It had already collapsed, and as soon as I stepped into it, I was teleported directly to the sixth floor.
In the third level of the "Army Prison", by luck, the Taoist got a strange weapon called the "Eight Dragons Purifying Evil Flag". This evil flag was the same as the "Ancient Thunder Mirror" given to him by the great elder.
"Somewhat similar, there is a layer of extremely tyrannical restraining power attached to it. Even the power of annihilation of the colorful rays of light cannot be broken. In desperation, the Taoist can only put it in the storage bag and find it later.
Way to crack it.
As for Zhu Shao and Wen Huang, at the request of the Taoist, they only patrolled the first three floors. Before coming, they seemed to have been admonished by the elder, and they had no objections to Kong Laosan's arrangements.
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In front of you is an incomparably huge mountain that reaches the sky. The mountain stands tall and the people are like ants.
The giant mountain is not an ordinary stone mountain, but a black and yellow earth mountain. Countless wolves, tigers and leopards, monsters and ferocious creatures "grow" out of the mountain like forest trees. The higher you go up, the larger the physiques of these creatures.
The bigger.
"Is this the rumored "Puppet Mountain"? It's indeed majestic! If you want to reach the top, I'm afraid you'll have to put in a lot of effort!"
At the foot of the mountain, Kong Laosan said calmly, and for the first time a look of caution appeared on his usually calm face.
"This "Puppet Mountain" looks very impressive, but the strength of these puppets is limited. With Brother Kong's strength, it should be easy to climb to the top. But, does Brother Kong really want to enter the seventh floor?"
Fan Miaoer looked at the Taoist beside him and said with a complicated expression.
"The old man Bao Li Ke had already said that if there really is "Huanyuan Golden Marrow" in this pagoda, it must be in the last three floors. Now that we have come here and don't explore it, how can we find it?
Be willing!”
After saying this, Kong Laosan stepped directly onto the mountain and climbed slowly towards the top of the mountain step by step.
"Brother Kong, don't worry. I will go to Mount Xumi myself. Even if there is no "Golden Marrow of Magical Elements" here, there will definitely be one in Mount Xumi. Miao'er will help you then.
Just take it back!"
Hearing this, Kong Laosan chuckled, "In that case, I'll leave everything to Xi Yatou!"
Kong Laosan chuckled, but didn't pay too much attention. After casually responding, he stepped into the mountain of puppets. As if sensing the arrival of the two people, the puppets that originally looked like dead objects suddenly came to life, densely packed and in various shapes.
Suddenly, various palm-sized black and yellow puppets were like locusts crossing the border, all swarming towards the two of them.
The strength of these puppets is average. Although there are many in number, they are not enough to see. A sword light or a fireball can demolish a large area. These destroyed puppets turn into various fragments and disappear into the mountains of earth without a trace.
I don’t know how long it will take for it to “grow” out again.
Along the way, the two of them had almost no obstacles. However, three years later, when they reached the top, seventeen shadows seemed to have been waiting for a long time...
No one on either side spoke a word. The moment Kong Laosan and others reached the top, seventeen attacks came quietly without any hesitation. Both sides knew in their hearts that either you would die or I would die.
Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan's eyes were extremely calm, and there was even a trace of sarcasm hidden deep in his eyes, "Miao'er, wait here!"
After saying these words, he has already moved towards everyone.
Seven days later, the shadow of the Taoist robe stood proudly, and the countless broken limbs and bones around it turned into nutrients for the black soil puppet mountain, and was gradually swallowed up.
"Brother Kong, do you really want to enter the last three floors?"
Although he already knew the result, Fan Miaoer still asked more questions.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan just nodded, "You go back. There are less than seven years before the pagoda is closed. Kong himself is not sure whether he can escape in time, but even if it is dangerous, he has to
Give it a try."
The Taoist said, stepping into the copper teleportation array without looking back, and teleported towards the seventh floor.
Not long after the Taoist stepped into the magic circle, Fan Miaoer, who was standing on the spot, suddenly smiled slightly. Then, he looked around the "Puppet Mountain". The golden inscriptions in his pupils suddenly became brighter, and he didn't know when there were more people under his feet.
A three-color lotus platform appeared, and the whole person looked like a charmer, "Since you dare to intercept and kill Brother Kong, you all should die!"
At the same time as the voice fell, Fan Miaoer seemed to have turned into an evil Buddha, and the lotus platform under his feet expanded rapidly. At the same time, misty Sanskrit sounds were born out of thin air, moving slowly in all directions. Vaguely, there seemed to be more in these Sanskrit sounds.
There was an elusive ghost chirping sound, which was completely different from the previous loud and clear Sanskrit sounds.
As one of the eight sea clans, the Tiger Beak Kite Clan, nearly fifty demon kings came to the pagoda this time, almost in full force.
In the third level of "Battle Prison", these demon kings gathered together and were constantly bombarding a huge and transparent stone wall. The stone wall looked ordinary, but it was filled with strong fire essence.
Within it, three firebirds with slender wings could be vaguely seen, continuously spitting out extremely blazing flames. These flames seemed to be able to burn through the stone wall and fly directly towards the surrounding tiger-beaked kites.
At a certain moment, when the two sides were fighting through the stone wall in full swing, a Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded in the hearts of these sea tribesmen. The sound seemed illusory and illusory, and it was unclear whether it was an illusion or reality. However, just as the Sanskrit sound penetrated the hearts, a sound came close to them.
Fifty seventh- to ninth-level sea tribesmen seemed to have suddenly lost their souls. They remained silent and motionless, like sculptures. They did not even feel the burning fire spurting out from the stone wall.
Some tiger-beaked kites that were relatively close were directly burned to ashes, while others that were lucky enough to escape fell to the ground after only half a cup of tea, with no trace of life in their eyes.
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Through the barriers of the layers of barrier space, the sound drifted towards the fifth floor, the fourth floor, the third floor... all the three sea tribes of Tiger Beak Kite, Red Blood Shark, Crystal Light Demon and their affiliated tribes
, all captured by the Sanskrit sound, silent and breathless, the soul was extinguished, leaving only the body.
After finishing all this, Fan Miaoer looked back, raised the corner of his mouth, and also moved towards the direction of the teleportation copper array.
Three hundred years have passed, and the sea has turned into mulberry fields.
Winter comes and summer comes, and the black rabbit flies away. The past becomes smoke, but fate remains the same. Draw the earth as a prison to lock me in for several autumns.
In Xiling Yaozhou, the battle between the Three Saints Sect and the Fighting Saint Alliance has completely ended. Ever since the old monster Feng Li and the old monster Zhao were wiped out in the battle on the top of the Sword Mountain, the Fighting Saint Alliance has actually gone downhill. After a hundred years,
, the Three Holy Sects launched an all-out attack, and the Defeating Saint Alliance retreated steadily. One hundred and eighty years ago, after the battle in Wusuo Valley, the Defeating Saint Alliance was completely wiped out. Except for some powerful cultivators who took advantage of the chaos to escape, most of them
They were massacred by the Three Saints Sect.
Of course, even if the Holy Alliance has been removed from the human world, the Three Holy Islands are not resting easy. Some cultivators who survived the decisive battle also gave the Three Holy Islands a headache. The most famous among them is undoubtedly the one who has advanced to Nascent Soul.
Jiang Ling'er, the "witch" in this world.
The name of "Witch" resounds throughout the earth. Rather than saying that she is powerful, it is better to say that her methods are ruthless. As long as a cultivator of the Three Saints Sect falls into her hands, she usually will not let her die peacefully.
Cruel methods such as removing bones and skin, extracting souls and refining souls are applied to him, which makes people hate and fear him, but there is nothing he can do about it.
Sixty years ago, the old monster Zhao of the Three Saints Sect, who had been in seclusion for more than two hundred years, broke out. Not only did he recover all his original injuries, he also developed a very powerful magical power. In the end, the old monster found the old monster himself.
He went out and not only killed all the remnants of the Holy Alliance, but also seriously injured the witch Jiang Ling'er. If the latter had not also had some magical means to save her life, she would have died on the spot.
In the end, Jiang Ling'er dragged her seriously injured body and fled far away from Zhongzhou. Among the known human gathering places, the Sansheng Island family was the largest.