All kinds of high-energy particles that can lightly penetrate the earth, thin and hot gases in the ionic state, tsunamis-like churning waves, and deafening electromagnetic explosions all form a grand and noisy magnificent scene.

And Wang Zongchao, who directly faced and experienced this qiē, although he was not on the verge of despair, he was also very uncomfortable, and his situation was quite grim.

With his current strength, if he is prepared, he is even enough to directly withstand the bombardment of hydrogen bombs without damaging the fundamentals. However, this kind of energy, which is basically released in hundredths of a second, cannot be compared with the almost eternal and boundless environment of the sun's surface.

Fortunately, Wang Zongchao's current location is the photosphere with the lowest surface temperature and relatively stable energy activities, and more than 90% of the energy here is realized in the form of light energy, and almost all the visible light in the solar system comes from here. Therefore, the most severe test that Wang Zongchao needs to face at present is light!

Trillions of times stronger than the midsummer noon sun in the equatorial region of the earth, a strong light that binds all humans and creatures on the earth together is absolutely unbearable, and shines in all directions without dead ends!

In contrast, the super-strong gravitational pull on the surface of the sun, which is almost thirty times that of the earth, has a negligible impact on Wang Zongchao.

In the face of the strong light, Wang Zongchao has now turned himself into the purest and most transparent crystal, allowing it to pass through his body as unhindered as possible.

Just as deep-sea fish can ignore the pressure of deep water enough to squash steel, and live freely in a deep-sea environment of more than 10,000 meters. However, deep-sea fish have evolved over tens of millions of years to adapt to this extreme environment. Wang Zongchao originally planned to cruise around the edge of the sun first, and then gradually go deeper after adapting to the environment, but because he was suddenly teleported to the solar photosphere by the sun god Amon. There is no doubt that this time is running out.

Now although Wang Zongchao has turned his whole body into a transparent crystal, the so-called crystal. After all, there will be a certain degree of refraction and absorption of light, and the propagation speed of light in the crystal will be significantly slower. That is, there will be a certain amount of "stay".

No matter can allow light to pass through without hindrance, except in absolute emptiness.

The ubiquitous and far-reaching strong light, even if less than one thousandth of it is slightly stagnant in Wang Zongchao's body, has made the temperature of Wang Zongchao's whole body rise at a rate of thousands of degrees Celsius per second.

Plus the denser the substance at the same temperature. The larger the heat capacity, the higher the heat energy density, so any kind of liquid and solid material thrown into the sun will explode and vaporize in the blink of an eye due to the condensation of excess heat energy. Therefore, the surface of the sun, which has an extremely thin atmosphere, does not tolerate any material with a density higher than that of the surrounding environment. Unless it is the core of the sun, under the pressure of unimaginable pressures sufficient to achieve nuclear fusion, ultra-dense matter will appear.

Although the current shape is grim, Wang Zongchao does not consider leaving the light sphere for the time being. Just because at the periphery of the photosphere, it is a chromosphere composed of plasma filled with a magnetic field and is about 2,500 kilometers thick. Although far less bright than the photosphere, its temperature rises dramatically, from 10,000 degrees Celsius to 100,000 degrees Celsius, due to the instability of the magnetic field. The energy distribution of the chromosphere is extremely uneven, the heat wave rises and sinks, and the fire is vertical and horizontal. The cyclone gathers and disperses, and the energy fluctuates. From time to time, it erupts and destroys large flares.

Even through the chromosphere, and then to the periphery. It will also face a coronal layer with a thickness of more than several million kilometers, and although the energetically active colorimetric sphere is more stable, its temperature reaches a full 1 million degrees Celsius. At high temperatures, atoms such as hydrogen and helium have been ionized into positively charged protons, helium nuclei, and negatively charged free electrons, etc. These charged particles move so fast that they constantly break free from the sun's gravitational pull and shoot towards the sun's periphery, forming the solar wind.

Therefore, if Wang Zongchao broke out regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, the first thing he would encounter would be a terrifying high-temperature environment that rose in a straight line, and the light coming to him from the light sphere layer would not immediately decrease too much, but it would just change from today's all-round illumination to one-way.

Therefore, Wang Zongchao would rather stay in the light sphere layer for the time being, at least here he only needs to deal with the strong light.

The photosphere is 500 kilometers thick, and the countless hot air masses on it move like boiling rice grains in a rice pot. This fluctuating "grain of rice" is one or two thousand kilometers in diameter, like a gas planet larger than the moon, most of which only exist for a few minutes, and a few that do not dissipate for a few hours.

Wang Zongchao is now inside a certain air mass, although the inside of this air mass is also scorching and manic, but compared to the outside, it is still a little better.

Immersed in the boundless sea of light, I saw that Wang Zongchao's body surface quickly formed a layer of bright chips, which looked like ice cubes formed under the extreme cold. The wafer thickened rapidly, but was quickly shattered by a violent physical vibration that spread outward from the sun's core and could shatter the hardest of matter. Fragmented crystals scattered everywhere, and in an instant, they exploded into a mass of light and heat that was much more dazzling and scorching than the surrounding environment.

This is Wang Zongchao's use of the "Yuantian Sword Technique" to temporarily transform the excess light and heat in his body into a material form through the Chaotic Force, and then quickly dissipate it. Although this sounds lofty, it plays the same role as ordinary people sweating and dissipating heat.

In the boundless sea of light, the chaotic force also gave birth to corresponding changes, and also turned into a clear brilliance of unknown depth, assimilating into one with the surrounding environment, homogeneous and homogeneous, regardless of each other, so that the energy of itself and the outside world has always maintained a relatively stable balance, but it also contains countless subtle changes in the same and different.

Due to the self-optimization and adjustment under great pressure, and also due to the continuous refining of impurities on his body that were not transparent enough to be light, Wang Zongchao's crystallized body became more and more clear, the transparency continued to rise, and the light energy retained in the body became less and less. At the same time, Wang Zongchao's whole body and upper and lower acupoint acupoints bloomed, interlocking, distorting the void layer upon layer, magnifying and shrinking various physical quantities of the surrounding space through the void lens, as well as deflecting various strong lights and high-energy rays, creating a relatively favorable environment for himself, as if distorting the terrain in a boundless flood. Create a high ground for yourself that is enough to stand on.

As the Chaos Force was assimilated into a clear light, a body that became more and more transparent. Wang Zongchao's entire person had turned into an incomparably bright part, except for the subtle spatial cascading distortion with 1,296 apertures as the core. And outside of the shining crystals that continue to shatter and scatter around, the whole person no longer has any sense of existence.

With all kinds of means, Wang Zongchao quickly reversed the bad situation, and all aspects tended to be stable, but now he is still similar to ordinary people being thrown naked on the hot desert without any supplies, and it is also a desert where volcanic eruptions may occur anytime and anywhere, although if the luck is not too bad, he will not die immediately, but after a long time. Sooner or later, there will be times when we can't support it.

Even in Wang Zongchao's current state, he still can't get rid of the shackles of physical laws on matter, even if he can distort and modify various physical quantities in a considerable way, he can't ignore it. The only one who can completely get rid of the shackles of matter and transcend the color and emptiness is the immortals!

"It seems that even the declining ancient gods often have the ability to press the bottom of the box. I have just survived a catastrophe, and I really underestimate the heroes of the world!" Wang Zongchao was not annoyed or resentful in his heart. On the contrary, he has some appreciation for the methods of the sun god.

Although this trip suffered a lot of losses, but in the final analysis, he also took the initiative to find the door, but it is no wonder that the other party used extraordinary means to "chase away customers", and deeply experienced the methods of the sun god. Wang Zongchao also has a lot of gains.

"The matter is semi-photonized, and then two homogeneous and powerful light sources are used to complement each other to establish resonance. I can build a 'bridge of light' between the two and teleport! No wonder he could only send me to the photosphere, the main source of sunlight. Otherwise, if you send me directly to the inner core of the sun, I will face enough to compress the nucleus. With the high pressure of achieving nuclear fusion, and the high temperature of tens of millions of degrees Celsius, I would have died a long time ago!"

When the sun god Amon teleported away Wang Zongchao, he did not make any unnecessary disguises about his own means, probably he took it for granted that the people who were sent to the sun had no chance of survival, so now Wang Zongchao also has a little understanding of the mystery of teleportation. After all, the ability of the sun god Amon is still quite far behind the main god, and it is impossible for Wang Zongchao to be teleported unclear.

Now that he knows the details, Wang Zongchao is sure that he can fight against this method, whether it is to attack the opponent's light source first, or to lock the void in advance, he can effectively stop it. Of course, it also depends on how much the other party is willing to pay, if the other party does not hesitate to take the entire divine domain to accompany the burial, Wang Zongchao will still be unable to resist. Therefore, a wiser choice is not to rashly enter the other party's divine domain.

And the other party's technique also has a lot of inspiration for Wang Zongchao, even if it can't be simulated immediately, it can be used in a certain way.

Suddenly, an unprecedentedly strong stream of light exploded out of thin air, as if hundreds of millions of hydrogen bombs had exploded together.

Visible light, radiation, all kinds of high-energy particles, super magnetic storms, violent shockwaves that were enough to destroy the size of the moon, and the intense energy completely tore apart the scorching air mass that Wang Zongchao temporarily existed in, which was as vast as the Pacific Ocean, in an instant!

It's a flare, originating from the chromosphere, each of which can release the energy of more than a billion hydrogen bombs in a matter of minutes.

However, before that, Wang Zongchao, who sensed the crisis, fled at the fastest speed in his life and fled at an early speed.

After only being slightly brushed by the blazing torrent of millions of degrees Celsius, Wang Zongchao already felt that his whole body was hot and unbearable, and even the thoughts that were released were temporarily washed away, and he fell into a situation full of white eyes and unable to perceive the situation.

It's like a blind man falling into the rolling torrent, and there is no other choice but to go with the flow. For a while, Wang Zongchao only cared about borrowing light to fly away, faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, there was an illusion of incarnating into light.

This is the beginning of referencing the light transmission of the sun god and applying it to practice.

However, this is not the real light, Wang Zongchao is still an entity now, but some physical properties tend to be photonized. If you compare the light to flowing water, Wang Zongchao is now like a mudslide, and the stones are swept away by the muddy water.

Although it is not the true speed of light, it has been accelerated by light. The stronger the light, the faster it is. And in the process of flying, it quickly turns light and heat into kinetic energy, so as to dissipate excessive light and heat, killing two birds with one stone.

Powered by the ubiquitous and powerful Light. In addition, the atmosphere of the photosphere is actually quite thin, with an average density of only a few hundredths of water. Flying here is not much more resistant than flying in a vacuum. Wang Zongchao's speed had exceeded one hundredth of the speed of light in an instant, and with the distortion of space to shorten the distance, he was finally able to escape from a flare explosion area that was enough to fit into more than a dozen earths at the last moment.

However, this is also his luck, he is on the edge of the flare, if he is in the core area, with this speed alone, he still can't escape!

"Even if there is light everywhere, the propagation of light as a whole will still tend to move from the light to the darker. Just as water flows downward. Therefore, the overall trend of the spread of sunlight is from the inside out. ”

Feeling that the light around him was dimming, but the temperature was rising rapidly, he was obviously rushing towards the peripheral chromosphere layer along the light flow, Wang Zongchao hurriedly pressed the castration and returned to the light sphere.

After galloping millions of miles on the surface of the sun, Wang Zongchao approached the equator of the sun, found a sunspot, and immediately threw himself into it without hesitation.

Actually, sunspots aren't actually black. It's actually a slightly sunken gas vortex in the photosphere. Because the temperature is one or two thousand degrees lower than the surroundings, it is slightly dark and dark, but compared to the entire solar environment, it is already an extremely rare cool treasure land. Moreover, sunspots can generally be stored for one to several days, which can allow him to stay for a while.

In Wang Zongchao's view, there is an incomparably huge whirlpool in front of him. It is two or three times larger than the earth, and a small spiral arm is tens of thousands of kilometers long. Everything on the sun is unimaginably huge. If you stay here for a long time, you will become numb to the grand concept in the traditional sense. Wang Zongchao felt like a little virus shuttling through the body of a giant.

At the same time as entering the sunspots. In addition to feeling the obvious drop in light and heat, Wang Zongchao also felt an extremely strong magnetic force, the magnetic field of just one sunspot was tens of thousands of times stronger than the entire earth's magnetic field, powerful enough to magnetize all the earth's iron in one ten-thousandth of a second. The super-strong magnetic field shackles the upward flow of high-energy plasma from the sun's core, creating an embolism-like effect. After the embolism cools, the material settles to the magnetic field in the center of the sunspot, which forms a local low temperature zone.

The magnetic force of sunspots is strong and extremely unstable, even if it is weakened to one ten-thousandth, it is enough to make an ordinary person's life magnetic field disordered and die, but this is not a threat worth paying attention to for Wang Zongchao.

"Using a strong magnetic field to suppress and expel high-energy plasma and radiation rising from the inside of the sun is also a good means of self-protection. At the same time, you can also use the ubiquitous solar magnetic field to further accelerate yourself!" Existing in the sunspots, Wang Zongchao's body is swallowing and exhaling magnetic force in many points throughout his body, and the magnetic force rings around each other, becoming stronger and stronger, and his own magnetic field and the super magnetic field of sunspots are constantly communicating and blending.

At the same time, a ball the size of a ping-pong ball rose above Wang Zongchao's head, like a bright moon sprinkled with cold and pure brilliance, comparing the surrounding manic and blazing sunlight, this is a kind of tranquility as constant, clear as water, without the slightest feeling of restlessness, and even all kinds of manic energy nearby have been infected, showing a trace of extremely rare calmness.

In the theory of yin and yang, although the sun and the moon represent yin and yang, in the final analysis, they are all light, and the yin of the moon is not the real yin, and there are many things that are more yin than it, such as darkness. However, the light of the sun and the moon is also different, one represents a state of restlessness and unrest, and the other represents a state of tranquility and peace. The two are cause and effect of each other, and in a broad sense, they also represent the evolution of the universe, which will move from relative manic chaos at the beginning to calm and cold at the end.

Now Wang Zongchao uses the appearance of the moon god, although it cannot weaken the light and heat around him, but he can make the light and heat around him relatively calm and stable.

About a day later, Wang Zongchao's temporary sunspot was destroyed by a stream of super plasma that erupted from the inside of the sun, and this time the incomparably huge eruption even broke through the chromosphere, forming a red flame tongue more than a million kilometers long, like a huge flame dragon poking its head out high, and then like a giant flame arch bridge fell back to the surface of the sun. Everywhere you go, the flames are rising and rising, in a thousand forms, some like a fountain of flames, some like vines, some like holiday flowers, but it is a sun.

However, Wang Zongchao had already noticed the subtle changes in the surrounding magnetic field more than half an hour ago, and calmly fled along the light and flew away.

"Using the optical and magnetic effect, this trick 'light escape' is really much faster. However, it still needs to be further improved, at least more than a tenth of the speed of light. to ensure that the flare eruption zones are avoided, and my senses need to be further expanded. Try to communicate with the will of the sun for a certain period of time, in order to grasp the changes in solar activity within a radius of 10,000 miles, so as to avoid the unbearable energy burst in advance and find a suitable habitat ......"

For a while, between the ball of light and the layer of color balls, Wang Zongchao returned and returned, turning and wandering, repeatedly brushing shoulders with death, looking for a glimmer of life that flashed frequently in the deadly light and heat.

As time went on, Wang Zongchao became more and more comfortable coping. With ease, there is gradually a sense of pleasure in it.

Suddenly, a flare on a small scale, but also shrouded a radius of thousands of miles, erupted in front of Wang Zongchao, but Wang Zongchao did not evade, but accelerated forward.

In an instant, Wang Zongchao's body gathered strong light and strong magnetism, and he fled with the light, and the light and magnetism of the upper and lower points of his body turned sharply. Layer upon layer, in the blink of an eye, one thousand two hundred and ninety-six turns were stacked, combining the method of light escape with the principle of Gaussian electromagnetic cannon, driving the body to accelerate forward at an unimaginable speed.

Rush down. The small flare in front of him, which was equivalent to at least a million hydrogen bombs exploding at the same time, was actually pierced through by Wang Zongchao and passed through.

Follow the trajectory of his rush. The void was also pulled out of a pitch-black crack nearly a thousand miles long, like the extreme darkness in the aurora. A large amount of scorching gas and ruining energy leaked in along the rift.

"The key is to use the power of light and magnetism, this move. Let's call it 'Light and Magnetic Spiral'!" In the midst of a long laugh, Wang Zongchao's body soared away, leaving his laughter far behind.

In the past, I sat and watched the rising sun and entered the furnace to refine my body and mind.

Now in the scorching sun, galloping in the boundless sea of light and flames.

Between life and death, you can see a big escape!

The sun god Amon probably never dreamed that the opponent he paid a heavy price to send to the sun not only did not die, but also adapted and improved rapidly. Because he was directly in the solar environment and experienced the mysteries of the sun firsthand, Wang Zongchao's harvest in one day may even be more than Amon's taking a comet around the sun and observing the sun up close for a hundred years.

After all, not all gods can have a vajra incorruptible body that is strong enough to survive on the surface of the sun, so this kind of thing can only helplessly say "God is better than God, angry God".

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The border of Yunnan and Tibet, the plateau area, is a semi-enclosed hidden valley with a radius of dozens of miles and steep cliffs on all sides.

Everywhere in the valley, you can see strings, clumps, and patches of various flags printed with dense Tibetan mantras, scriptures, Buddha statues, and mascot graphics. These square, angular and strip-shaped flags are fixed on ropes, clan buildings, tree branches, and high cliffs, and flutter and sway between the earth and the sky, forming a grand scene that connects the earth to the sky. Whenever the mountain breeze blows, even the sound of the wind carries a faint sound of chanting.

In addition, there are "people" all over the valley, a group of tens of millions of people who behave strangely.

The vast majority of them were staring blankly at the various flags, wandering aimlessly through the mountains. Although these people behaved a little strangely, most of them looked normal. However, there are also many people who even look quite weird and terrifying, some people have blood and veins all over their bodies and bulge out of the body, looking like a purple-black fishing net shrouded in the surface of the body, and with the action from time to time there are strands of blood oozing, the color is not very red, a little abscess and filthy appearance. Some people are thin and skinny, and the bones of the whole body creak when they move, which sounds extremely penetrating, while some people are so fat and swollen that they can't even see their facial features clearly, and can only see two rows of teeth with open teeth, and the whole body is a miserable white ball of flesh, and the skin and flesh around the body are folded, and the layers of flesh are hanging on the body, except for the round belly that is straight forward, like a bulging ball. And there is another group of people who are also bloated, but they seem to have no flesh and bones to speak of, like an inflated human skin fluttering in the air in the wind.

Obviously, they are corpses and non-human corpses, and they are unique to Tibet, and they are divided into various types of corpses that are made of blood, bones, flesh, and skin.

What's even more weird is that there are even a few corpses whose skin and flesh are transparent, as if they are transparent crystals, and you can clearly see that there is a bright silver light flowing under the skin, and the internal organs inside are all crimson, like pieces of slightly wriggling agate, and between the internal organs and bones, there are countless small silver points of light fluttering back and forth like fireflies, which is no longer like a corpse, but like a crafty craft.

"Pay attention to the movement of the glacial glass corpse! Unless it is a last resort, it must not be blocked. I will definitely notify you as soon as possible. ”

"The Maoshan formation is really wonderful, these corpses that have entered the valley. No matter how you turn around, you can't get out. ”

"Be careful, don't be careless!"

On the steep and difficult to climb cliffs, rugged and covered with snow, there are more than 200 people in military uniforms, flying up and down the cliffs, grass and trees, and white snow, stepping on the snow without a trace, and are paying close attention to the movements of many corpses in this valley.

Due to the relative calm of the situation, everyone was not nervous, and some people exchanged a few words from time to time.

"It's a pity that we can't send the warriors. Otherwise, they're no better suited to dealing with the walking dead. Someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Everything needs to be done by the warriors, so what's the use of me waiting?" someone replied with a slight mockery.

As he spoke, he saw an object floating in the air, which looked like a cylindrical Kong Ming lantern, but the surface was painted with countless Buddhist scriptures written in Tibetan, as well as many patterns, turning in the air with the wind, like a prayer wheel, and countless strings of diamonds hanging underneath. Turning away with the wind, like a canopy.

Tibetan tantras like to engrave Buddhist scriptures on a barrel-shaped object with a shaft, called a mani prayer wheel, which is held by all followers of Tibetan Buddhism. Constantly shaking, like chanting a sutra. At the same time, Tibet also believes that all things are animist, and the prayer wheel stands in the wind. Turning by the wind for a week means that the wind spirit recites the sutra once. Set in the water, it is turned around by flowing water. That is, on behalf of the water spirit, chant the sutra once. According to Tantra, the merit of turning the prayer wheel for one week is equivalent to reciting the Tripitaka Sutra once. Those who rotate for two weeks are equivalent to reciting all the sutras, and those who turn for three weeks can eliminate the body, mouth, mind, Those who rotate 10 weeks can eliminate the sins of the King of Mount Meru, those who rotate 100 weeks will have the same merit as the king of Yama, those who rotate 1,000 weeks will be able to attain the Dharmakaya of themselves and others, those who turn 10,000 weeks can liberate all sentient beings from themselves and others, those who rotate 100,000 weeks can go as far as the saints of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, those who rotate 100,000 weeks can make one sentient being in the six reincarnations of the sea know happiness, and those who rotate 10,000,000 cycles can make all sentient beings in the six realms of reincarnation get rid of the sea of suffering; and those who rotate 100 million cycles can have merit equal to that of Avalokiteshvara.

At present, in addition to the common Buddhist scriptures, the surface of this prayer wheel that is constantly rotating in the air is also carved with two fleshless humanoid skeletons, which are respectively standing on the conch and shell on the lotus sun and moon wheel mat, making a dancing posture, and the image is extremely terrifying.

This is the Lord of the Corpse Forest, and the Tantra says that the Lord of the Corpse Tree Forest dwells in the Pure Land of the Corpse, and there is a square city of human skulls in the Pure Land, and the Bone City has a corpse forest, a skull palace and a lotus flower sun wheel seat, and on the cushion stands the Lord and his wife. They are the lords of the tomb and the protectors of the dead, who are responsible for guiding the dead to Elysium.

The prayer wheel, painted with the image of the Lord of the Dead Forest, floated in the air and went straight into the valley, and on the ground was followed by another group of corpses numbering nearly a thousand.

In the distance, you can see several prayer wheels floating in one after another.

After leading the corpse into the valley, the prayer wheel in the air floated high and went straight to a particularly majestic and steep mountain peak on the west side. I saw that the snow on the mountain was everywhere, straight into the sky, steep and difficult to climb. However, there is a temple on the mountain that looks like a golden splendor, the top is covered with colorful gilded copper tiles, the beams and corners of each layer are outlined with gold lacquer, the temple treasure horned beast kisses the cornices, the murals on both sides of the west chamber are exquisitely carved and decorated, and the endless prayer flags are surging in all directions, shining in a white expanse, and it looks like the brightest place in this bright world.

"It turned out that he could gather all the corpses scattered in a radius of hundreds of miles. This group of lamas really has a way of dealing with corpses!" "Looking at this scene, some of the soldiers who were in charge of guarding the four sides were amazed.

"After all, they have been sitting in Tibet for thousands of years, can they have this level of ability?" someone snorted coldly, "However, this group of lamas are waiting for the price to sell, and their intentions are unpredictable, so they should not be trusted!"

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At the top of the snow peak, in front of the temple with the gate closed, a Yimei Taoist wearing a Tai Chi Bagua robe, leading two disciples, was waiting quietly.

"Hmph, what blood, bones, flesh, skin...... In this way, the zombies in the Central Plains can not be called 'angry'!" one of the middle-aged disciples said indignantly. Speaking of which, the cause of the zombies in the Central Plains is that a breath of resentment accumulates in the chest and does not disperse, and ordinary zombies can be subdued after dispersing this breath.

"Zombies can't be compared to zombies. We can't be far-fetched, and we don't know how to pretend to understand! Otherwise, there will be a slight omission. It is inevitable that the embankment of thousands of miles will be destroyed in the anthill!" Yimei Daoist shook his head, disagreeing with this statement.

Another disciple sighed unconsciously: "Since the battle of Tanglin. The ghouls in the Central Plains are almost extinct, and all the demons and ghosts over the years are not a disaster from abroad!"

A pair of bronze doors of the temple were wide open, and the two of them slowly walked out of it and appeared in front of the three of them.

I saw that the two of them were red-robed monks, wearing cockscomb-shaped hats, vests, and skirts, and the skirts had eight pleats, two on the front three and two on the left. The monk's belt is a robe behind the outside, and the right shoulder of the robe is draped on the left shoulder, but it is slowly walked out, but it is like two towering mountains slowly moving, towering and looking at all beings!

These two people have one hundred and eight bone beads on their chests, and the beads are round and jade like jade agate, and they haven't handled it for many years. Bursts of mental fluctuations with the artistic conception of tranquility, calm, peace, and liberation are overflowing from each bone bead, resonating with each other, becoming bigger and bigger. Filled with formless voids.

This is a unique human bone rosary in Tantra, and the Tibetan lama is popular after his death, and he feeds his body to the eagle to achieve the Buddhist realm of the ancestor cutting the stock and feeding the eagle. The flesh has become the food of the living, and the bones are donated to the craft. Each of its bone beads is taken from the eyebrow bone of a high monk. Therefore, every pair of prayer beads in front of me needs to wait for one hundred and eight monks with a certain path to pass away before they can be practiced, which really contains a large amount of Buddhist mind. Before he cast the spell, he made the hearts of the two Maoshan disciples who had already cultivated as ghosts and immortals feel terrified!

And the two great lamas both had bright faces, as if there was a faint flow of precious light. Just like the world-famous treasure and jade, Hualuo naturally shines. However, one of them wore a half-hideous mask of the Ming King, covering his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of clear eyes, while the other also wore a half-mask, but covered both eyes, revealing only the lower half of his face.

This means that one of the two is practicing "closed-mouth meditation" and cannot speak casually, while the other person is practicing the more rare "closed-eyes meditation", and he cannot see with both eyes on weekdays.

"Master of Maoshan, Ge Dan Songzan Living Buddha Xuan You wait to enter the inner pilgrimage!" The lama who practiced "closed-eyes meditation" opened his mouth to speak, and his tone was quite disrespectful.

The faces of the two accompanying Maoshan disciples changed, but the Yimei Daoist waved his hand gently, and still walked into the temple with the two of them as usual.

After entering the temple, the first is a front hall, only to see that all sides of the hall are full of all kinds of strange things, there are wooden fish, conch, Dugu pestle, prayer wheel, etc., the dazzling array is layered on top of each other, the number is as much as 10 million, these magic instruments are wiped clean and bright, many of them also have a jewel-like shining light, and the invisible Brahma wish power is diffuse and intertwined.

Out of the front hall, the palace in front of the three people is more magnificent and expansive, a golden wall is dozens of meters high, on this wall neatly arranged rows of seven-story glazed towers, the number of these small towers is more than 10,000. Each glazed pagoda, all bloom or bright or dark, divided into red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple seven colors of the flame of the Buddha light, under the intersection of seven colors, faintly only see a solemn and immeasurable golden Buddha light permeated, in front of everyone's eyes to form a seemingly boundless, solidified like a pale golden glazed giant wall.

It turns out that every glazed pagoda in front of me is a relic of the spirit bones of a deceased monk. The spiritual bones of tens of thousands of monks in front of me, even if all the people in Tibet believe in Buddhism and there are many eminent monks, I don't know how many hundred years it will take to accumulate.

"The way of death is not gone, what is the purpose of this?" The Yimei Daoist saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little ominous in his heart.

The practice and inheritance of Tibetan Tantra has always been very different from that of the Central Plains Daomen and even the Buddhist sects, and its mode of believing in religion by the whole people, coupled with the convenience of the unique empowerment and inheritance, has made the base of practitioners extremely large, and those who have cultivated can continue to reincarnate and re-cultivate, as for those who cannot reach the realm of reincarnation and recultivation, most of their rebirth cultivation will be left in the spiritual bones and relics due to the uniqueness of the exercises, and continue to benefit future generations.

This kind of model not only makes Tantra not in danger of being broken off for thousands of years, but also accumulates more and more power, and today, the strength is likely to be greatly surpassed by the various sects and sects in the Central Plains.

"This is the wall of ten thousand Buddhas, ten thousand Buddhas stand on the wall, all kinds of foreign paths, no one can invade!" The lama who practiced closed-eyes meditation said proudly to the three of them, "After this wall, except for the Zen Vajra Dharma, a qiē foreign way, you can't use the slightest thing, I don't know if you dare to continue to move forward?"

Yimei Daoist was silent for a moment, and then calmly said to the two accompanying disciples: "In this case, I will enter alone, and you will wait outside." ”

"Master, be careful. Seeing that the Yimei Daoist had made up his mind, the two Maoshan disciples could only reluctantly withdraw from the temple.

Soon after the two of them left the temple, they saw an object like a flying flying in the sky, coming at an incredible speed, but it was a huge roulette wheel that was deep and simple, mysterious and vast.

The roulette wheel landed, and then I saw Saito Ichi show his figure from the middle of the roulette wheel, strode out, saw the two of them, and immediately asked, "Two junior brothers, where did Master go?" (to be continued......)