Silently, the white torrent rushed towards Wei He quickly.
Before the others could even land, they were hit by a large white mist, and their entire bodies were wrapped in the mist.
Countless mist seemed to sense the huge amount of Qi in his body, and frantically tried to penetrate into his pores to neutralize all the Qi.
Under the huge osmotic pressure, the true energy in Wei He's body also tried to rush out and poured into the almost extinct true energy vacuum environment outside.
But under the influence of the God of Gravity, Wei He forcibly locked the true energy and closed the pores of the skin.
Under the protection of his thick skin, Wei He's body became no different from ordinary people.
The only thing you need to pay attention to is to prevent external mist from entering the body.
He opened his eyes and looked around in the mist.
The mist was empty, there was nothing.
Bang.
Wei He landed on his feet and stood firmly.
In other words, he has thick skin, and every time he breaks through, his defense will increase.
A thick skin, both in density and strength, far surpasses other people, even surpasses the master.
Otherwise, there is no way to stop the virtual mist from penetrating.
"Brother Wang Xuan!? Where are you? I can't see you." Han Quan's anxious voice came from the mist.
"I'm fine." Wei Hexun came closer and held Hanquan's hand. "Come together!"
He picked up Hanquan and, relying on his previous sense of direction, jumped up to a high place.
He wants to visit Linglong Tower!
Since Senior Sister Yuandu Zi and Master Li Rong are both there, then most of the people he cares about are probably there.
In times of danger like this, you naturally want to be with your family, teachers, and friends as soon as possible.
As for Hanquan, if the fog had not swept across before, he might have been able to rest assured, but now the situation is unclear and no one knows what will happen in the future.
So just take it with you.
In the palace, Wei He quickly used his strength to jump up and rush out of the palace.
Soon, the surrounding white fog slowly faded and dissipated.
But Wei He didn't dare to be careless at all.
Because in the perception of the true world, not only has this virtual fog not dispersed, but it has become thicker.
He could only turn off his super senses completely and rush towards the Linglong Tower like an ordinary person.
We passed military camps one after another on the road. The camps were in a mess, with traces of broken star formations and military formations everywhere.
Many people with dull expressions were carrying corpses outside.
Along the way, the only people who survived were ordinary soldiers who had not entered the true blood.
The virtual mist came so suddenly that many people had no time to prepare before being swept away.
Then the true energy leaks out, the body cannot adapt to the environment lacking true energy, and the person dies of 'thirst'.
There were military camps one after another, and there were mournful wailing sounds.
How strong the big moon was before, how miserable it is now.
The emergence of blood vessels increased Otsuki's true blood quantity.
But now, these true blood nobles all suffocated to death in an instant.
A large number of middle- and upper-level officers and officials died, causing the order of Dayue Imperial City to almost collapse.
The sergeant's cultivation level has deteriorated, his mood is extremely agitated, and there is no restraint from the officer. The upper-level true blood is almost dead.
Naturally, turmoil began...
Wei He took Hanquan from the inside of the city to the outside of the city, the suburbs, and the passes. What he saw was this scene.
There was chaos everywhere, and many camps that were supposed to be garrisoned by soldiers were already empty, with all the people inside running away.
Many sergeants were so emotional that they even broke into riots and fights, killing each other. The fight was a mess and there were heavy casualties.
It's a pity that if he had time, Wei He would take care of it, but at this time he was eager to find his senior sister and master Li Rong, as well as his wife and children.
I have no time to pay attention to this.
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The extreme east of the great moon.
The majestic blue mountains are endless, like a giant lying on its side.
Between the mountains and forests, a blurry shadow flickered rapidly. Every time it flickered, it disappeared from a distance of hundreds of meters.
In the green mountains, there is a white waterfall flowing down.
Modo, dressed in yellow, suddenly appeared on one side of the bank.
On one side of the waterfall is a gray-black rock wall tens of meters high.
Modo raised his head and looked at the mountain wall, where there was a line of writing carved on it.
'The Zen mind is like dust, without me or anything.'
The color of the writing is like cinnabar, and a lot of weeds have grown on the edges. It has obviously been there for many years.
"What are you doing here? Modo?" Under the rock wall, a figure suddenly appeared like smoke.
It was a dark-skinned old monk who was as tall and thin as a bamboo pole.
"Kong Nian, I haven't seen you for decades, but you're still the same..." Modo looked calmly at the visitor.
"If you came here because you want to enter the ancestral court to avoid natural disasters, then please go back." The old monk Kong Nian said calmly. He looked directly into Modo's eyes without any evasion.
"When the Patriarch gathered the strength of the entire ancestral family to help you ascend to the realm of Grand Master, I never imagined that you would turn against me and others."
Modo smiled.
"Back then, the Taoist sect suppressed the world, natural disasters swept across the world, and the rules of heaven and earth were re-established. It is still weak today.
Now it is nothing more than a new round of reincarnation. I am a compassionate Buddha, and I should know the truth of heaven and earth. How can there be a principle of eternal things if the cycle repeats itself?"
He didn't look at the other person's ugly face.
"No matter how much wealth you accumulate, it's just a dream."
"What do you mean!?" Kong Nian looked at the other party's smiling face, and suddenly felt a little panicked.
"Prajna, meditation, diligence, patience, precepts, and giving. Among the six perfections, who can remember today's Buddhism?" Modo shook his head slightly.
"If I leave, no matter how I change, the ancestral court will eventually send someone out to reset the rules."
He looked at the other person seriously.
"It's a pity that the true meaning of my Buddha has never been passed down by force. The world has changed greatly, but the Zen will be eternal. Let go of foreign objects and vacation will come true. Now is a good time!"
"You... do you think so!?" Kong Nian's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.
Modo didn't say anything more and just walked straight towards the rock wall.
The huge rock wall slowly separated from it, and cracks of tens of meters opened with huge vibrations.
A thirty-meter-high golden three-eyed Buddha statue is revealed inside.
Kong Nian pursed his lips, trying to say something, but nothing came out.
He had known before that Modo began to travel around many years ago, giving lectures and opening altars in various places, leaving behind a lot of fire.
These kindlings are ordinary monks in temples, and most of them have no martial arts skills.
He preached that Buddhism should focus on Dharma rather than martial arts. He claimed that Buddhism today has deviated from its original direction and become a pure martial arts sect.
After being suppressed by the ancestral court, Modo used the friction with Emperor Dingyuan to abdicate in favor of others, no longer paying attention to Buddhist affairs, and devoted himself to practicing Buddhism behind closed doors.
At that time, he thought that Modo had given up. There were also such Buddhist sects in the ancestral court, but after all, they were weak and weak compared to those who practiced Buddhism all day long.
The Buddhist and martial sect spend their days drinking and drinking without restraint, doing whatever they want and enjoying themselves freely. They are simply two extremes.
But no one expected that Modo would be waiting here.
It turns out that the world has changed drastically. Did he predict it many years ago?
Kong Nian's old face trembled, he had already guessed what Modo was going to do...
He is not afraid of death, but wants to correct the future path of Buddhism before he dies.
And the ancestral court is the biggest obstacle that hinders him from correcting his future path.
The former Buddhism has long been reduced to a puppet pursuing fame, wealth and power.
In the distance, between the sky and the earth, a white line is rapidly surging and rushing towards here.
It was boundless and infinite pure white mist.
In the rumbling sound.
In the rock wall, in front of the Three-Eyed Buddha.
Modo turned around and looked to the outside world, his sight seemed to see the ocean of pure white mist approaching rapidly.
He smiled slightly, turned his back to the three-eyed Buddha statue, and sat down cross-legged.
"Let everything start from this moment."
Click....
The surface of the three-eyed Buddha statue slowly cracked, and countless gold powder fell out.
"Modo!!!"
The tens of meters tall Buddha statue roared angrily, clenched the Buddha stick in its hand, and suddenly smashed towards Modo from above.
Boom!!!
The endless white mist wind poured into the cracks, sweeping everything and submerging everything.
The last thing Kong Nian saw was Modo folding his hands and closing his eyes while chanting sutras.
He and the huge three-eyed Buddha statue behind him were swallowed up instantly.
Countless white mist poured underground along the tunnel behind the three-eyed Buddha statue, quickly entering the real underground main altar of the ancestral court.
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Fuyin Mountain.
Otsuki Royal Tomb.
The largest mausoleum among them is the future cemetery built by Emperor Dingyuan for himself.
This huge mausoleum, which was built for more than ten years, has been transformed into a huge underground palace.
In other words, it itself is a huge underground palace.
However, it was renamed Linglong Tower at this time, and the surroundings and interiors were covered with thick layers of special materials.
The main entrance of the mausoleum is a huge Tai Chi pattern with a perfect circle and yin and yang colors.
At this time, in the entire Tai Chi diagram, there are exactly two entrance and exit holes at the yin and yang fish.
A slender stone staircase stretches from bottom to top, connecting the two entrances and exits.
The entire Tai Chi diagram is more than fifty meters high, and its entire surface is as lustrous as jade.
Yuanduzi stood at the entrance of Yinyu, wearing a black dress, looking into the distance.
"You can't hide for long simply by relying on airtightness. I have tested that the virtual mist has no harm to ordinary people, but it is like a deadly poison to those who have entered the true blood and true strength."
Standing next to her were Emperor Dingyuan, Xiao Fuyue, several marshals of the military department, the third patriarch of Xuanmiao Sect, and the three masked men and women from Yuanxi Tide, etc.
There were not many people present, but they all had one thing in common, that is, they were all masters.
Regardless of real strength or real blood.
"The star formation relies on true energy to operate, so it is useless. The same goes for the military formation." Emperor Dingyuan frowned.
"So we must use real objects, real objects that can isolate the virtual mist! Build a protective space." Yuanduzi said solemnly, "As long as we give us time and adapt slowly, we can always adapt to the components of the virtual mist and adjust ourselves."
"What we lack is just time!"
"Can we really succeed?" Emperor Dingyuan asked with complicated eyes. He never thought that he and Yuanduzi would one day cooperate like this.
"I don't know." Yuandu Zi smiled and gently took off the veil. "But I don't want to just wait for death without struggling."
She gently stretched out her hand and loosened the black veil, letting it fly with the wind and fall down high into the sky.
"Is the blood pool ready?" she asked softly.
"Everything is ready." Someone from Tide stepped forward and replied. "But you are the only one who can operate the blood pool... Isn't this a bit too risky?"
"Then you have a better idea?" Yuanduzi looked back at her.
"There are many people here, many people who are very important to you and me. Whether it is for them or for ourselves, it is nothing more than a fight."
She turned around and looked at the white streak slowly emerging between the sky and the earth in the distance.
"What's more, no one in this world can kill me without paying the price."
"Not even a natural disaster!"
Suddenly, countless white mist rushed towards the Tai Chi diagram like a tide.
The poisonous mist is getting closer and closer.
Everyone retreated towards the entrance.
"Here comes blood!"
Two dots of golden light lit up in the center of Yuanduzi's eyes. Several masters behind him simultaneously urged luck and vitality.
Wow!!
Countless silver-white blood sprayed out from the entrance, and under the influence of Qi energy, it turned into countless silver water droplets, flying and scattering in mid-air.
"Dharmakaya."
"Black Seal Kunpeng!!!"
Yuanduzi jumped up and rushed into the blood rain, and his whole body suddenly tore and expanded.
In an instant, a gigantic bird hundreds of meters long spread its wings, roared, and pounced on the wave of virtual mist.