This lamp is the Soul Exorcism Lamp.

As soon as the exorcism lamp appeared, the surrounding air also became gloomy, making people involuntarily produce a sense of gloom, and an invisible soul flew out of the stone tablet forest and submerged into the oil lamp, making the flame on the oil lamp even darker, as if there were ghosts dancing in the flames.

Such an eerie change, but Tang Bai felt nothing.

As soon as his mind moved, the soul exorcism lamp hung in the void, and the soul fire on it kept swaying and beating, and he muttered to himself: "The Yellow Spring is lonely, the vast is gone, and the lamp is used as a guide to not fall into reincarnation." ”

Then, the lights crackled and exploded, and the pitch-black flames spread in all directions, enveloping Tang Bai's place in darkness without any light.

Suddenly, a little turquoise light appeared in the darkness, slowly spreading, as if the world had been reopened, and the darkness was endless. In the dark blue light, nine bowl-sized whirlpools appeared, and streams of turbid yellow water gushed out from the whirlpool, gathered together, gurgling and flowing, forming a river.

He didn't know that what he had realized before was not the Tao, but he thought that the Tao could not succeed, so he created a spell.

The soul exorcism lamp was originally just a dark vessel used to store the yin soul, and he was extremely bold and wanted to use this lamp as a medium to show the method of Huangquan.

The technique is different from the realm, the realm pays attention to the artistic conception, and the technique needs to be driven by the true element.

The so-called ten thousand laws in the world all arise from things and are all practiced, and this is the case!

And Tang Bai didn't know that the so-called Yellow Spring is not only a spring, but also known as the Nine Prisons in the Netherworld, which are: Feng, Ya, Huang, Han, Yin, You, Xia, Ruo, and Ming Nine Springs, also known as the Nine Prisons, the so-called springs are just the soul water in the prison.

Such a powerful technique, don't say that his Jindan cultivation is the power of the Golden Immortal, and he doesn't dare to be so bold.

It was only during the breathing time that he felt that the true yuan of his dantian was like the river that opened the floodgates, draining into the air, and on the soul exorcism lamp, there was a huge and incomparable suction force, extracting his true essence.

Tang Bai instantly felt that his true yuan was exhausted and it was difficult to continue.

He was resolute and could not do anything, and as soon as his mind moved, he stopped casting spells.

Xiao is like this, and his Jin Dan has also become dim, as if if one step slower, the Jin Dan will be sucked dry, and finally become a waste.

The danger here, with his wisdom and insight, is clear.

He said goodbye, then put away the soul exorcism lamp, and took out an elixir from the purple gold ring, cross-legged and quiet, meditating to restore the true yuan.

Time was endless, and after he got up again, he did not cast the spell again, but seriously comprehended the inscription on the stone tablet.

Divine art cannot be learned, but it can enlighten his vision and point him to a feasible solution.

The stones of other mountains can be used to attack jade.

The avenue was difficult to open, so he retreated to the second best thing and took the law as the path; if the law could not be done, he slowly accumulated.

The wood of the hug is born in the end of the millimeter, and the nine-story platform is born from the soil.

Those who are strong lose, and those who insist lose.

The practice pays attention to the gradual cycle and the perfection of nature, and it comes naturally.

For a while, he was completely immersed in his own thinking and learning, he seemed to have forgotten all the people, all the things, until one day, on a whim, the figure of Zhuge Xinyue suddenly appeared in his mind, he instantly woke up from his feelings, and said in shock: "It's not good, Xinyue is in danger!"

At this moment, he no longer had the slightest intention of comprehending the divine arts, he just wanted to quickly get out of this unprovoked stone tablet forest and appear by Zhuge Xinyue's side.

If she is well, he can not be concerned, but if she is in danger, he will fight for his life.

His feelings for people are like fires in the snow.

Like an ant on a hot pot, he spread out his body and kept galloping in the stone tablet forest.

He had no direction, and he didn't understand the subtleties of the stele forest, and he scurried like a headless fly.

Until an arm-thick purple lightning bolt suddenly fell from the void and landed on him accurately, blasting him away and striking the stone tablet, until he was blown up by the lightning and his hair was like a hedgehog, he came to his senses.

He found that the forest of stone tablets around him was gone, and that there were huge and broken statues of gods towering over the void, and a loud voice could be heard in the air.

Sacrifice to!

This voice is ancient and vicissitudes, solemn and vast, making people involuntarily want to sacrifice their own lives and sacrifice their souls; even if Tang Bai's "Nine Yang Sutra" is practiced to the fifth yang, it cannot resist the temptation of this voice, and a huge sacrificial word appears in the sea of knowledge.

At the critical moment, he didn't think about it, and recited the name of the Buddha of Bliss.

The Buddha of Bliss once said: Recite my true name, see my true body.

Boom!

The magnificent bell rang in Tang Bai's sea of knowledge, and the huge bronze bell came out of nowhere, colliding with the ancient vicissitudes of the word 'sacrifice'.

There was no sound in the world, and the silence was terrible.

Loud and thin!

Tang Bai suddenly remembered this word, at this moment, it was really loud and thin, and even time stopped at this moment.

Taking advantage of this time, Tang Bai recited the "Lotus Sutra".

In normal times, he would not have recited the scriptures at all, nor would he have recited the true name of the Buddha of Bliss, because he knew that both the shamans and the Buddha of Bliss had treated him as a pawn and put him on the chessboard to play with, and he would not be able to resist, so he could only endure it.

But in the face of such a crisis, he was at ease, and his heart was even excited.

At the same time, in the land of happiness in the West, the Buddha of Bliss is preaching the Dharma.

The sound of the Buddha was transmitted to the 3,000 Buddha countries, and countless believers, monks, Buddhas, bodhisattvas, arhats, and Buddhas were all listening to the Dharma.

At this time, when the people of the Buddha country were fascinated by the subtlety, they didn't want to be blissful Buddha Sutra, and turned their heads to look at the land of the gods.

Everything Tang Bai encountered was transformed in the eyes of the Buddha, only to see him smile slightly, and said softly: "Rotten wood cannot be carved!", after speaking, he no longer paid attention to Tang Bai, and then preached Buddhism.

And when Tang Bai recited the "Lotus Sutra", in the endless land of nothingness, in the extremely simple Taoist temple, the young Taoist sitting on the futon also opened his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the void in front of him rippled like ripples, falling out of an acre of pond.

In the pond, several lotus flowers appeared, colorful and unpleasant, and the worst of them was emitting purple light.

The Daoist couldn't help but shake his head, and with a little hand, the light emitted by the purple lotus flower disappeared instantly, he laughed, as if he looked curiously towards the land of divine ruins, and the endless void disappeared in his eyes, revealing Tang Bai's figure.

At this time, Tang Bai's face was extremely strange.

He recited the true name of the Buddha of Bliss, but the Buddha of Bliss did not appear.

Even the bronze bell that knew the sea was gone.

The old 'sacrifice' is also gone.

It was originally a very normal thing, but Tang Bai felt very weird.

Not only that, but he recited the scriptures of the "Lotus Sutra" without the slightest abnormality.

The scriptures that used to be extremely miraculous are now like the texts that the master taught and recited when I was a child, without any impermanence, and there is no movement from the lotus seeds.

What's going on?

Could it be that even the Buddha of Bliss and the shamans are afraid of this place?

He looked around, and the mutilated stone statues were still there, without any energy fluctuations, as if they were really just stone statues.

Although he didn't know why the Stone Stele Forest had become countless gods, he thought that it was his own indiscriminate intrusion that touched the prohibition of the Stone Stele Forest.

At this time, he didn't have the heart to investigate the reason for this, he just wanted to get out of this strange place as soon as possible and go to support Zhuge Xinyue.

If there are still traces to be found in the stele forest, there is hope to go out.

But in this endless space of idols, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any exit.

He called out again to the Buddha of Bliss.

The Buddha of Bliss still hasn't appeared,

So he shouted again, but no matter how much he shouted, the figure of the Buddha of Bliss did not appear.

Then he tried to chant the sutra again, but the "Lotus Sutra" seemed to have become an extremely ordinary scripture, and the only abnormality was that the pronunciation of the sutra changed the rhythm of his breathing and triggered the true element of the dantian.

The more anxious he became, the more he felt that all the means had lost their due effect.

He sank his mind into the dantian, wanting to see why the lotus seeds in the dantian had not reacted, but as soon as his mind got close to the lotus seeds, he encountered an invisible barrier, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the barrier.

For a moment, it was as if he had become an abandoned pawn, and at the same time by two supreme beings.

In the past, he hated the power that could not be controlled, and hated being used as a pawn, but suddenly, he felt extremely lost, he felt that he was not even qualified to be a pawn, and he couldn't help but scold: "Bastard!"

No one knows who he's scolding? Maybe it's a shaman, maybe it's the Buddha of Bliss, maybe he's scolding himself.

And those who pay attention to Tang Bai are not only the Buddha of Bliss and the shaman, but also the prince.

When the crown prince established the Great Qian, he did not expand his territory in all directions, nor did he turn his hands into clouds and rain in the middle of the court; he only opened up the wisdom of the people, established schools, hired people as teachers, enlightened young children, and taught humane laws; he set up the Quartet Formation to make the wind and rain smooth and the people to live in peace; he did not appear in front of the people, but only formed a grass and reed on top of the humble peak, and lived in a simple place; he was not followed by the Mudao people, but the old eunuch who presided over the sacrifice when the country was founded.

At this time, the crown prince, standing on the top of the humble peak, also looked in the direction of the divine ruins, and everything that happened to Tang Bai fell into his eyes.

When Tang Bai scolded the bastard, he couldn't help laughing.

He shook his head slightly, and then with a flick of his hand, a ray of yellow light flew out from his fingertips, passing through the infinite space, through the entrance of the disappearing divine ruins, through the prohibition of the stone stele forest, and falling into the Seven Divine Dragon Yuan Sword behind Tang Bai.